Egret is not as fat as mandarin fish

"Heh, a squire and landlord can sell people to Africa?" He Kunlin obviously didn't believe it.

Not to mention how strict the rule of law is now, a little money can't make waves, but a small family from a corner, still has the qualifications and channels to sell people to Africa?

It's not that he doubts Jiang Jiming's words, He Kunlin forgives him for not daring to lie in front of him.It's just that for the loopholes in Jiang Jiming's words, he can easily guess who is behind the scenes.

The members of the He family stretched out their hands in front of them.Heh, they have forgotten that they can bite after not hanging out in front of them for so many days.

"Take me to that house to see." Even though he knew that the marriage was facilitated by external forces, He Kunlin couldn't help but want to go and see what the girl from that family looked like.

By the way, I also want to know who is doing the role of pushing hands here.

"Hey, good." What can I do, that man is short-handed and cannibalistic.In case this person thinks that he has done a good job, he will give himself such rewards...

Smiling flatteringly at He Kunlin again, Jiang Jiming was sure that no matter how much He Kunlin hated him, he would look at Jiang Nan's face and not treat him too badly.

"Jiang Dashu's house is just down this small slope." Leading the way like a waiter, Jiang Jiming watched He Kunlin take a step forward and then bent down, nodding flatteringly.

There is no way, money can turn ghosts, and it is not too impossible for Jiang Jiming to bend down and soften his attitude.

"Be careful here, there is a high rock here." Guided, and specially reminded every small place.Jiang Jiming treated He Kunlin like an eggshell, and he couldn't touch him anywhere.

At this moment, he completely forgot how this person threatened him with a piece of glass just now, scaring him so much that he lost his soul.

"Dashu, are you home?" He yelled, "Dongdong" knocked on the window next to Jiang Dashu's house and shouted. troubled.

"Jiang Jiming, what are you doing here?" Jiang Dashu looked out through the green glass window, with obvious disgust in his eyes, as if he didn't see his in-laws at all.

"Didn't I already send you Qianqian's dowry from my family? You don't have enough money when you come here?" How you think about him depends on what you think of him before.

Jiang Jiming, who was known from all over the world, made Jiang Dashu know his temper well even if he had only been in contact with him a few times.

The preconceived notion made Jiang Dashu, the moment he saw Jiang Jiming, think that he was here to ask for money again.

That's right, how could this person have any other kind thoughts if he could use his own son to pay off his debts.

"Hey, you are looking down on people with a dog's eyes. Am I the kind of person who comes to you eagerly for a few dollars? How much money do you think you have?" Jiang Jiming is also a short-tempered person. Just explode.

Shouting at people without hesitation, even through the window, Jiang Dashu could feel his eardrums aching.

Looking at the man with teeth and claws outside the window, Jiang Dashu only felt that he was looking at a clown jumping up and down a few times, and it might not be praised by someone, "Then what are you doing here, if you have nothing to do, hurry up and leave."

"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do. You are here. I don't want to come if I have nothing to do." Jiang Jiming couldn't keep up with Jiang Dashu's increasingly disgusted tone, but he was followed by a junior.

"Here, the boy standing under the tree is Jiang Nan's friend." Nodding to Jiang Dashu, he pointed out He Kunlin who hadn't followed up to Jiang Dashu.

What's more, after this matter is done, what awaits me is a wad of red banknotes that is even richer than what I have in my pocket now?

"Jiang Jiming, what kind of moth are you going to make again? Where did you find Jiang Nan's friends? Are you looking for some new ways to come to me to ask for money?" Jiang Dashu glanced at Jiang Jiming's direction, Only looking at the figure from a distance.

Without his reading glasses, Jiang Dashu couldn't see people very clearly.Although I don't really think about it in my heart, I can see the appearance of that person clearly.

Thinking that it was Jiang Jiming who asked him on purpose, Jiang Dashu didn't have the slightest trust in this man by letting him treat him to a meal and some wine, and he refused mercilessly when he spoke of it.

"I don't have so much time here for you to wait and ask. If you have time, please tidy yourself up." He exhaled impatiently, Jiang Dashu really didn't want to mess with this man, "Hurry up, hurry up .”

Thinking of his daughter upstairs who was waiting for him to accompany him to study, Jiang Dashu didn't bother to talk to him, so he turned around and walked back after pulling the curtains tightly.

"Bang——" at the moment Jiang Dashu pulled the curtains to death, a small stone jumped in quickly from the green window glass, smashing the window into pieces.

The stone piercing through the glass was extremely fast, and the fall was also a coincidence. As soon as Jiang Dashu turned around, he heard a "whistling" in his ear, and then a small stone rolled and slid in front of him.

Before the sound of glass breaking could reach his ears, Jiang Dashu's heart was a little terrified.Fortunately, I just closed the curtains, otherwise this small stone would definitely not have rolled down from my side without the soft cloth blocking it.

"Wow, Jiang Jiming, you're still kicking your nose?" I was more angry, because Jiang Jiming really couldn't do anything good.He is so angry that he wants to take revenge on himself?

Pulling the curtains aside, Jiang Dashu was extremely angry, and his strength increased a lot.He twisted the curtains and wrinkled them all, and his voice became quite rough.

"You, what are you doing..." But the moment the curtains were completely drawn back, what he saw was not Jiang Jiming with an arrogant face, but a young man in black who was approaching behind him.

Completely forced to be speechless by He Kunlin's aura, Jiang Dashu sighed inwardly for the man's incomparably handsome appearance and at the same time was secretly afraid of the little stone he was playing with.

The stone just now was not thrown by Jiang Jiming, but by the boy in front of him who was constantly approaching.

That hit was definitely not fun, and Jiang Dashu saw the small hole in the window out of the corner of his eye, and Jiang Dashu knew that the gap had to be made by ten times ten of his own strength.

"You are Jiang Nan's future father-in-law, Jiang Dashu, and your daughter is Jiang Qian?" After staring at Jiang Dashu for a long time, He Kunlin spit out such words from his mouth.It sounded like he was asking questions, but in fact, anyone with a discerning eye could see the arrogance and sarcastic disdain in He Kunlin's eyes.