After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Lu Shiqiao's eyebrows were about to stand up.

Go against Tiangang.

As a son, you dare to teach your father a lesson.

He picked up the half-drunk beer bottle beside him and stood up.

Lu Qingfeng looked at him fearlessly.

His eyes were cold, resolute, and even contained a hint of sarcasm.

Lu Shiqiao was stunned by this look.

He suddenly realized that he didn't recognize his son in front of him.

I recalled what my son looked like before.

What he didn't expect was that he had no impression of it at all.

He seemed to have never paid attention to his son.

Looking at this young man who was only as tall as my chest, with his thin body and cheeks without much flesh, a sense of guilt arose in my heart for no reason.

He hesitated for a moment, tilted his head back, and finished the remaining half bottle of beer in his hand.

Lower your voice.

"After signing this contract, the agent said he'd give me a signing bonus of eight...thousand dollars. It would be good to use to improve my life. I'll give it all to you, but I don't want it."

Lu Qingfeng just listened to this.

"There's no way I'm going to sign the contract. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.

"Okay, okay."

Lu Shiqiao called him.

"Why are you still wandering around so late at night? You stay here. I have something to do. I'll leave the contract here for you to think about it carefully."

As he spoke, he put on his coat and went out.

Looking at the door slamming shut, Lu Qingfeng shook his head and tidied up the house.

Throw all dirty clothes in the trash can, replace all quilts with new ones, and put food in the refrigerator.

After everything was packed up, he took a shower and lay on the bed, thinking about the impact of this incident on him.

Lu Qingfeng is a person who likes to do things according to plan, and you can say that he has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

So far, we have completed the set stage goals, and even exceeded the targets due to unexpected circumstances.

If he continues to proceed step by step, he will get better and better.

But life is never smooth sailing.

Lu Shiqiao's appearance was actually not unexpected, and Lu Qingfeng had always been on guard.

With the convenience of information transmission on the Internet, the interview with him by the Pioneer Youth Daily, if it makes a little splash, may be noticed by his original agency.

There are only two possible outcomes.

Don't care, this is the best thing for him.

There is no need to worry about being disturbed, and you can leave Rongshurong when the contract expires.

Then there is the current situation.

Rong Shurong realized that it was profitable and wanted to renew the contract with him.

But at his current age, it is impossible for him to sign the contract independently, so he will notify the original body's adoptive father.

With Lu Shiqiao's short-sighted vision, he would definitely not mind selling his son as long as he could get a sum of cash that made him tempted.

At this time, Lu Shiqiao's existence was a trouble for him.

"Mad, why didn't you let me become an orphan?"

He sat up in bed irritably.

I envy the orphans in many novels who travel through time.

Fortunately, Lu Shiqiao is not a hot-tempered person, and is even a little cowardly.

If the guardian is the kind of unreasonable person who gets violent at the slightest disagreement.

Then he would have to consider giving up his current familiar environment, leaving and starting over.

Lu Shiqiao is a typical bully. If you are tougher than him, he will become timid.

After losing the advantage brought by his identity, Lu Qingfeng was confident that he could suppress him.

"It's not a big deal. As long as I don't give in to the contract, no one can do anything to me. I'm only two months away from becoming an adult, and only two days away from the college entrance examination."

"As long as I go to college, I can completely escape my current situation."

Lu Qingfeng cheered himself up and lay down again.

Before I knew it, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Maybe he was thinking too much, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

After thinking about it, he took out a math book from his schoolbag.