"Indeed," He Chong said, "but just because you raised your son, your son said that in the future, if you are really down and out and have nowhere to go, he will rent you an apartment every month.

I will also give you two thousand yuan for living expenses.

If you hadn’t raised him up, how could he rent you an apartment and give you living expenses?”

Luo Zhengqing was speechless.

After a while, he said: "But with his ability, he can help me live a better life.

He lives in a villa by himself, goes to high-end places, and lives like a rich man. He lets me live in a rented apartment and gives me two thousand yuan a month. He, he is so unfilial!"

Tang Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth in a mocking tone: "Mr. Luo, do you know a saying? A father is kind and a son is filial. A father is kind and a son is filial. Have you been kind to a father?"

Luo Zhengqing opened his mouth and was speechless again.

Did he do it?

He probably didn't do it.

He and his ex-wife quarreled for a long time before getting divorced. When they divorced, their relationship was so bad that they were like enemies.

He didn't want custody of his son at all, but because his ex-wife didn't have a job, the court arbitrarily awarded custody of his son to him.

He can only keep it.

His son's body contains half of his ex-wife's blood. When he sees his son, he thinks of his ex-wife, and it is difficult for him to have any father-son affection for his son.

He didn't treat his son well, and his later wife's attitude towards his son can be imagined.

He knew that his son had suffered a lot of injustice at home.

He doesn't care.

In his opinion, if he can give his son a place to live and take care of his son's food and drink, he has fulfilled his responsibility.

As for the rest, a brat should be raised poor. What's the point of being pretentious?

He never expected that when his son grew up, he would be so capable and lucky. He would make a rich second-generation friend and become famous not long after graduating from college.

If he had known this earlier, he would have treated his son as an ancestor and treated his son as a loving father and a filial son.

He regretted it.

But, it's too late.

With a look of despair on his face, he hunched over and begged He Chong and Tang Wuyou: "I know I made a mistake, and I will make it up to him in the future. Please help me. I'm really desperate, so I'm here to beg you."

of.

If you don't help me, I will be miserable.

Please, please help me!"

He lowered his head and bowed to He Chong and Tang Wuyou repeatedly.

"If I had known today, why bother?" Tang Wuyou showed no mercy to him. He walked to the door of the room, opened the door, and made a gesture of invitation sideways, "Mr. Luo, please."

Luo Zhengqing was full of reluctance, but had no choice but to leave the office with his face gray and dejected.

Tang Wuyou and He Chong were about to leave the reception room when the front desk called his cell phone: "Assistant Tang, Ms. Tao Yanhuitao is here and wants to see you."

Tang Wuyou: "..."

He just sent away the person who made him talk in vain, and the last person who made him talk in vain is back!

He thought for a while and asked, "What is she here for?"

The front desk replied: "She said she had something to ask us for help."
Chapter completed!