Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal - Chapter 65
[Chapter 65: The cooked duck flew away]
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I was surprised. If Tang Muxin hadn’t reminded me, I wouldn’t have understood the connection.
In fact, it’s not Hong Dali’s fault. After all, he doesn’t understand much about the Hong family’s family meeting. In his impression, even if he did die suddenly, the property of his branch would still be controlled by his parents, and the final ownership of the property would still not be affected by other people.
But now after hearing these words from Tang Muxin, Hong Dali understood immediately. The reason why the Hong family has developed into the giant family it is today is because of this, asset recovery. In other words, the wealth of anyone in the family cannot be caused to flow out due to certain factors, but will only increase. The assets are tilted towards the children of the family who have the ability to make money, and the assets of the childless are recovered for this purpose.
It is precisely because of this rule that it is particularly difficult for foreigners to seize the assets of Hong family members.
If you have children, you will belong to your children, and currently it seems that it should be passed on to sons rather than daughters, at least the ratio is very different. As for childlessness, the family simply recycles them. In this way, it becomes impossible for foreigners to combine with the Hong family through marriage, and then secretly murder the Hong family’s children to seize assets.
Originally this was a good thing, but now it seems that it may not be really a good thing when it happens to me – at least my body has recovered now, and this is indeed something that must be kept secret. If the cooked duck flies away, it will be uncomfortable for everyone.
He was not afraid of thieves, but afraid of being missed. Hong Dali didn’t want to have to be prepared for a desperate killer to suddenly appear on the road at any time and take his life. After all, a real killer could definitely kill him and then commit suicide.
Thinking of this, Hong Dali felt a chill all over his body and his head was covered with cold sweat. He whispered, “Thank you Xinxin for reminding me, but why are you telling me this? Haven’t you always looked down upon me?”
“You think I am ?
Do I hate you for no reason?” Tang Muxin snorted: “No normal person would have a good impression of a prodigal, right? Besides, I am your fiancée in name anyway, so helping you doesn’t count. What.” At this point, Tang Muxin’s face turned red and she hummed like a mosquito: “Who wants their husband to be a prodigal…”
Okay. Hong Dali’s impression of Tang Muxin suddenly improved a lot.
Although this little girl is always against her, the main reason is actually to lead her to a better path. It’s a pity that this is destined to be a hopeless thing – if you don’t lose your fortune, you can’t exchange attribute points, and if you can’t exchange attribute points, you can’t become a real man. This is really an unsolvable problem, Hong Dali thought.
You can’t tell the truth what you’re thinking in your heart. Hong Dali changed the subject decisively: “Okay, I know what to do. Um, Xinxin, I’ll go find you after school in the evening. Let’s go shoot a movie, okay? Okay? Just shoot the low-budget “Unexpectedly, Great Power Can Work Miracles”! The cost of this short movie is only 10,000 yuan, it’s very simple.”
“That’s about right!” Hong Dali finally said. Such a prodigal, Tang Muxin felt deeply that her efforts were not in vain: “Then after school is over in the evening, I will wait for you in the class. You must come to me. You can’t go back on your promise!”
“Okay!” Hong Dali had just agreed. , his face changed. He didn’t regret it, but his intestines were green: “I’m such a good boy, which class is our Xinxin in? Oh my God, where can I go to find her after school?!”
Fortunately, Hong Dali is Hong Dali after all, and he is quick-witted. There are still some – when he arrived at school, Hong Dali pretended to sleep for a class, and then began to send text messages to Xiaoyi: “Xiaoyi, help me find a student to ask about the situation of my Xinxin’s class. Let’s take a look. Is anyone bullying her?” Sure enough, Ling Xiaoyi had no doubt that Hong
Dali
didn’t know what class Tang Muxin was in. She just replied, “Young master, what, is the young lady in any trouble?”
: “No, I just want to know. Don’t let anyone bully her at school. I don’t know. It would be so embarrassing. After all, she is my fiancée now, right? Well, actually, I mainly want to ask. Someone is trying to take advantage of her at school. No?”
Ling Xiaoyi: “Yes, I understand.” Soon, Ling Xiaoyi sent all the information about Tang Muxin at school: “The young lady is in the third class of the second year and is the focus of this Tianjing College. In the class, the students in the class are all those with excellent academic performance. The most important thing at ordinary times is to study, and no one bullies her. In addition, the young lady has very good grades. She rarely talks to boys, and occasionally speaking a few words is also a learning problem. At present, except Liu Mingcheng of the Liu family, who has always had some thoughts about the young lady, everyone else is quite calm and no one has any special circumstances. “
Hong Dali: “Okay, I feel relieved.”
OK, that’s it. Tang Muxin is in Class 3, Grade 2, and her grades are very good. Only that idiot Liu Mingcheng is trying to get her ideas.
Anyway, there will definitely be a battle between him and Liu Mingcheng in the future, and it doesn’t matter to Hong Dali what he thinks of Tang Muxin – Tang Muxin is definitely more disdainful of Liu Mingcheng, Hong Dali is quite sure of this.
After school finally ended, Hong Dali picked up his schoolbag and walked slowly to the door of Class 2, Class 3 classroom. Sure enough, Tang Muxin was reading in the class. Hong Dali was far away and couldn’t see clearly what the book was. Anyway, it was a thick book. Ben, this made Hong Dali feel deeply confused.
“Ahem, Xinxin, I’m here.” There was no one in the class. Hong Dali walked to Tang Muxin with a smile: “What are you reading? You work so hard, and you are still so focused after school?” “
Oh, it’s nothing, let’s take a look. Ancient Chinese History.” Tang Muxin turned the book over, and there were three large characters “Three Kingdoms” printed on the front, and a line of small words on the side: “
You like the Three Kingdoms?” Tang Muxin can actually read the book of the Three Kingdoms. Hong Dali expressed his surprise: “I didn’t expect you to like the Three Kingdoms. Let me think about it… Well, if my Xinxin traveled to the Three Kingdoms era, she would definitely be on Diao Chan’s level!”
“No,” Tang Muxin He said proudly: “Diao Chan is too weak. If I go, I will at least be the female middle school student Lu Bu!”
“Okay… okay…” Hong Dali wiped his cold sweat: “When you have time to make a movie in the future, you will play the female version of Lu Bu. “A gorgeous war epic, a good choice to spend money.”
“You’re going to lose money again!” Tang Muxin decisively changed the subject: “I’m hungry, let’s eat quickly and then go film “Never Expected”. “
Okay, you said it. What is what.”
Immediately the two people left the teaching building, still in tandem as usual, but this time the distance was a little closer than before – if the original distance between the two was two meters, it is now about 1.90 meters…
After dinner, Hong Dali drove straight to Chenhui Building in Hong Dali’s winged angel. As soon as they arrived, Hong Dali and Tang Muxin were dumbfounded.
The square below the Chenhui Building was crowded with young men and women. Many held signs high in their hands that read “Li Nianwei, I love you!” “Weiwei, goddess!” “Goddess, you are My wife!” and so on. Hong Dali took a casual look and saw that there were at least three thousand people gathered in such a small place. Hong Dali’s nose almost ran out: “What… is this?”
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