Shenhao: Kill ten shops instantly with eight yuan at the beginning

Chapter 388

"Slap~"

The crisp slap sounded Zhao Qiuyan's nerves.

He didn't expect that Zhou Yongcheng would do it directly without saying a word.

"Zhou Yongcheng, what do you mean by beating your son? If you have the ability, you come to me!" "

Zhao Qiuyan, you also said that it's not all because you usually dote on this kid too much, which will cause this stinky boy to be useless and useless.

"Doting, what's wrong with doting? My son is a piece of meat that fell from my body, of course I dote on

it..." "You..." Looking at Zhao Qiuyan's angry expression, Zhou Yongcheng's momentum weakened a lot!

He snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, just the IQ of this stinky boy, I really doubt that this stinky boy is my son or not!"

"It's just like how high your IQ is."

Zhao Qiuyan crossed her hands on her hips, glared at Zhou Yongcheng with a dissatisfied expression, and said, "Don't you want a paternity test?"

He covered his mouth with his right hand, coughed embarrassedly, and said, "Qiu Yan, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm talking about it, how can I do a paternity test."

"Whose son Zhou Chen is, I still know in my heart.

Zhao

Qiuyan sneered and said, "Today's paternity test really has to be done

!" "Let's go, let's go now!"

While speaking, Zhao Qiuyan pulled Zhou Chen with one hand and Zhou Yongcheng with the other hand and walked towards the identification center.

"Qiu Yan, Qiu Yan, I'm just talking about playing, I don't want to do it

...""Stinky boy, don't persuade your mother yet

..."..."Zhou

Yongcheng looked at Zhou Chen.

However, Zhou Chen did not speak.

At this moment, his heart was already happy.

He had to sigh that "ginger is still old and spicy".

My mother's hand was "preemptive", and she was directly "anti-customer-oriented".

Well done!

Soon the group of three came to the appraisal center.

The doctor was already ready.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, there are now three ways to identify. "

One is a blood test, the second is a hair test, and the third is an oral mucus test.

"Which is the most accurate?"

"Today's technology, every type of accuracy is very high.

"That's so..."

Zhou Yongcheng just wanted to speak, but before he could finish speaking, Zhao Qiuyan had already interrupted his words.

"It's not that much trouble, do it all over again. "

Anyway, these doctors have been put to rest by her.

Regardless of the identification method, the results are the same.

"Qiu Yan..."

the corners of Zhou Yongcheng's mouth twitched slightly.

"Lest you make excuses!" Zhao Qiuyan said.

Zhou Yongcheng: "..."

He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back alive.

"Okay, then do it again!" Zhou

Yongcheng said.

"That's okay, Mr. Zhou, and Mr. Xiao Zhou, I'll collect samples for you.

As he spoke, the doctor took out small scissors and took a small sample on top of the two people's already scarce heads.

Saliva and blood samples were then taken.

"How long does it take

to get the results?" "Mr. Zhou, rest assured, your sample is the first sequence, and it only takes 4 hours to get the results. "

4 hours, that's okay.

Zhou Yongcheng nodded contentedly, he decided to wait here for 4 hours and wait for the results.

......

Magic City, Wangjiang Tower...

When they were full of wine and food, the crowd dispersed one after another.

"Mr. Su will see you back

...""Mr. Su, if you have the opportunity in the future, we will work together

...""Mr

. Su..."..."At the door of Wangjiang Tower, everyone said goodbye to Su Lang one after another.

Of course, before leaving, all kinds of flattery are essential.

Facing everyone's "friendliness", Su Lang nodded politely in response.

"Mr. Su, I hope Mr. Su can think more about the matter of cooperation.

Li Xueqian said.

"Okay, if there is an idea of cooperation, I will contact Mr. Li as soon as possible. "

Then I'll send Mr

. Su..." "Thank you..."

Leaving the restaurant, Chen Tianlong happened to drive the golden supercar at the right time and came to Su Lang.

As a professional driver, after Su Lang drank, it was time for him to show his might.

"Jingle bell~"

At this time, the mobile phone in Su Lang's pocket suddenly rang.

When I took it out, it was an unfamiliar number, but the address was indeed Beishan.

After a little hesitation, Su Lang pressed the answer button.

"Hey, how are you?" asked

Su Lang first.

"Hello Su, I'm Huang Bo..."

Huang Bo Su

Lang was stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face.

He is no stranger to Huang Bo.

Su Lang, the then dean of Beijing Institute of Technology,

still has great respect for Huang Bo.

Respecting teachers and respecting the way is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation.

"Dean Huang, hello, do you have anything to do with me?"

asked Su Lang politely.

"Student Su, that's the case, in two days it will be the 110th anniversary of the establishment of Beijing Institute of Technology, and the school wants to invite you to participate..."

If Huang Bo didn't mention it, he really forgot about it.

This year is the 110th anniversary of the establishment of Beijing Institute of Technology.

"No problem.

Before Huang Bo finished speaking, Su Lang had already taken the first step to agree.

No matter what you say, it is Su Lang's alma mater.

And even Huang Bo, who was the dean at the time, personally invited him, and Su Lang couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

Moreover, there is a saying:

If you don't return to your hometown, it's like walking at night in brocade.

This time, he will return to his alma mater as a successful alumnus.

"Classmate Su, let's just say it!" Huang

Bo's slightly excited voice came from the phone.

Su Lang said with a smile: "By the way, Dean, what time does

it start?" "At nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, the rehearsal will start, and it will officially start at seven o'clock in the afternoon."

"Principal Huang, rest assured, when the time comes, I will definitely attend on time. "

That's okay..."

After a brief chat, Su Lang hung up the phone.

"Mr. Su, do you want to go back to Beishan?"

Zhang Tiancheng on the side kept an eye on Su Lang's movements.

Seeing Su Lang put down his mobile phone, Zhang Tiancheng hurriedly asked.

"Well, my alma mater celebrates its 110th anniversary, and I am invited to go back.

Su Lang shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently.

"I don't know which school Mr. Su's alma mater is?"

"Beishan Institute of Technology

...", "Okay, then don't bother Mr. Su, I wish Mr. Su a smooth journey..."

Zhang Tiancheng said as he opened the car door for Su Lang.

"Thank you. After saying thank you, Su Lang got into the carriage: "Tianlong, let's go back to Beishan..."