Only after Wang Zhao Mou's death did he find out that he was just a supporting male character in a Mary Su book.
Wang's group, which he had worked hard for more than twenty years, went bankrupt overnight. Only because of the one sentence that the ma...
"And Zhaoyun, if you're assured, let me arrange for him." Father Wang's face softened slightly, "I know that he has a bad mouth and speaks recklessly, and I will teach him a lesson."
"As you wish." Wang Zhaomou put down the tea cup and stood up to look at the study door.
"The last thing." Father Wang suddenly remembered something and looked at his son's slender and straight back with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"You are raising people in the villa, does Xiao Su know?"
Wang Zhaomou stood there and recalled for a moment before he remembered who the "Xiao Su" the old man was talking about was.
Su Yunwen, a childhood playmate and a close friend when he grew up.
After graduating from college, he stayed at the school for graduate school and is now the campus hunk of Soochow University. He occasionally comes to the villa to see him, playing games or chatting with him.
The friendship between the two lasted for a long time, and Wang Zhaomou also funded his expenses for studying abroad for a Ph.D. Ten years later, when he was bankrupt and had no other options, he approached Su Yunwen, but he whispered that he did not dare to provoke the Leng family.
A long period of high-quality education has taught him to be a coward who dare not take any risks.
"Whoever I raise has nothing to do with him." Wang Zhaomou looked at his father sideways with a calm expression, "My relationship with Su Yunwen is not as good as you think."
His son's sudden low pressure made Wang's father a little confused. He hadn't heard any gossip about the two having a falling out recently, so why did his son suddenly change his attitude towards Xiao Su?
Before Wang Fu could figure it out, Wang Zhaomou left the study, went downstairs, took off his coat from the coat rack, and prepared to leave.
"Zhaomou, it's getting late. I've already packed up your room. Please stay here for one night." Aunt Song saw that Wang Zhaomou was asking for help and hurriedly stepped forward and looked at her stepson with concern.
"No need." Wang Zhaomou left his mouth and walked out of the room.
In the yard, Wang Zhaoyun didn't know what was waiting for him, and was happily sliding on the frozen koi pond. Wang Qiyan stood by the pond, eating melon seeds and laughing at his little brother.
Wang Zhaomou took a distant look, straightened the coat in his arms, turned around and walked out of the hospital.
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As night fell, Ji Dabao opened his eyes, calmed down his movements, raised his head slightly, and saw his uncle sleeping on the desk.
His uncle has been waiting for Wang Zhaomou to come back. So far, he had been waiting in vain
Ji Dabao carefully turned over and tried to get down from the bed little by little.
After thinking about it for a while, he felt more and more that it was feasible to use a computer to trade stocks. His uncle now not only had a thousand yuan pocket money every month, but he also had the inheritance left by his great-grandfather.
Putting that money in the bank is simply a waste. If you can invest in stocks, Ji Dabao is confident that he will double it in a month or two.
The premise is that the computer in the study can be used for stock trading.
Ji Dabao lay on the edge of the bed, carefully stretched out one leg, reached down to the floor, tried hard to tiptoe, and swung a few times in the air, but it was still a little far away from the floor.
Ji Dabao suddenly began to miss his 1.2 meter-long legs in his previous life. He also has eight-pack abs and strong arms. If he had the same thing, he wouldn't be unable to get out of bed now.
In the past, it was him who kept others from getting out of bed with his talk. Is this retribution?
Ji Dabao frowned and thought deeply, but his hands began to lose grip on the sheets, and his whole body slid down uncontrollably.
The feeling of weightlessness made Ji Dabao's eyes widen, and his hands kept trying to grab something. The next second, with a "bang" Ji Dabao's buttocks landed first, his face twisted in pain.
What kind of suffering is this!
Ji Dabao didn't dare to make a sound, turned over with his mouth slumped, and crawled towards the door of the room using all four limbs.
In order to welcome Wang Zhomou who came back, as soon as possible, Ji Lianhuo left the door unlocked and left a narrow gap, which was just convenient for Ji Dabao to widen the gap and climb out.
There was silence in the villa. Mrs. Cheng had gone to rest. The corridor was dark, with only a little light coming from the crack in the door behind her.
Ji Dabao looked at the darkness in front of him and swallowed. For money, he could only move forward bravely!
According to the direction in his memory, Ji Dabao crawled quickly with his limbs. The darkness in front of him became thicker and thicker, and he could no longer see his fingers.
There was a gust of wind coming from somewhere, and there was a continuous "wooo" sound. Ji Dabao gritted his teeth and used all his strength to crawl towards the direction he thought was correct.
With a "clang", Ji Dabao felt as if he had bumped into something.
Ji Dabao tried to blindly touch the things in front of him. He touched the smooth glaze and smelled the smell of soil.
There is a potted fortune tree* in the corridor of the first floor of the villa. Next to the potted plant is a wooden storage cabinet. Two doors ahead of the wooden storage cabinet is the study!
Ji Dabao suppressed his excitement, as if he could hear his own heartbeat in the darkness.
After trying to stand up, Ji Dabao touched the fortune tree flowerpot and walked along the front of the wooden cabinet. During a random step, Ji Dabao kicked the wooden cabinet with his foot. He grinned in pain and sat on the ground with his butt.
When he sat down, Ji Dabao clearly felt that his clothes were caught on something. Following the force of his sitting down, the wooden cabinet moved twice. Ji Dabao subconsciously moved away from the wooden cabinet, but he felt that the wooden cabinet moved again with his movements.
In the darkness, something swung down from the wooden cabinet, accompanied by a few "crackling" sounds of broken porcelein beside him, Ji Dabao sat there blankly, not daring to move.
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🛑I'm sorry because I have to stop translating this book for while because my A/ls. I will start updating this book after my A/ls. Hope u will wait till then.🖤
