"hehe……"

Dong Yi looked at Azhen's delicate and artificial demeanor in front of him, and was amused by her actions and words.

Then Dong Yi raised his eyebrows: "Oh! I said, "My sister, are you sucking? Then let me take a good look at what the rich daughter is like!"

After saying that, Dong Yi waved his hand, interrupted the hair-trimming hair stylist, came to Azhen, and looked down at the little girl sitting on the chair.

Suddenly he stretched out his hands, hugged Azhen's round face, and then squeezed hard!

Dong Yi sighed: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk... the face of a bun, the mouth of a goldfish! No matter how I look at it, I think the rich daughter shouldn't be like this!"

Azhen was so uncomfortable by Dong Yi that she pouted and opened her mouth, and closed it one by one: "Brother, let go first! I have to find a professional makeup artist to paint this makeup!"

"Oh, my dear Ou Doudou, no... My dear Yipeng, let me, my stupid brother, appreciate what kind of lady I am, this noble Yipeng!"

Azhen wanted to spread Dong Yi's hands that were pressing his face, but Dong Yi just refused to let go. Azhen had no choice but to hold a bun's face and muttered and shouted: "Mom, come here quickly, keep in mind brother, I'm going to be tired of my makeup!"

Seeing this, the fat mother waved helplessly: "Okay, just be a brother, don't tease your sister!"

Then Dong Yi curled his lips and let go of the hand that pressed Azhen's face tightly, and muttered: "What do you mean to tease me? You are all weird. Who is teasing whom?"

Azhen pouted, rubbed her cheeks, rolled her eyes and said, "What do we mean to tease you? Today is different from the past, so we naturally have to learn to change the status quo! I just want to keep close to everyone on TV!"

Dong Yi sneered, followed suit, pinched the orchid and pointed at Azhen: "You are a lady from a family. I thought you were going to perform on stage!"

Seeing Dong Yi imitating his tone and body movements just now, Azhen pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing: "Oh, it's so annoying to stop playing. Dad, you'd better tell me what happened!"

Dong Biao shook his head and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, I won't hold on anymore. I'm really tired!"

After sending away the hired chef, tailor and hairstylist, Dong Biao hooked up and said, "Ayi, come with me!"

Dong Yi followed up after hearing this, and then Dong Biao took him out of the house and took the elevator downstairs.

Until the father and son went downstairs, Dong Biao led him downstairs, pointed to a red car and said, "Do you like this 800,000 Benz?"

Dong Yi looked at this Benz. In the 1987 era, it was indeed eye-catching. However, Dong Yi, who had experienced the baptism of luxury cars in later generations, was just like that, so he nodded reluctantly: "It's okay, what's wrong?"

After saying that, a key was thrown out from Dong Biao's hand, and Dong Yi instinctively caught it, just when he was not sure.

Dong Biao raised his hand and pointed at the Benz in an understatement and said, "This car is yours. I'll go to your room later. I'll buy you a big brother!"

Hearing this, Dong Yi widened his eyes and looked at the father beside him, turned his head and looked at the car in front of him, and looked back and forth several times.

His eyes dripped, and he hurriedly pulled Dong Biao's arm and came to the side, looking around like a thief, seeing that there was no one around, so he lowered his voice and said carefully: "Dad, how much money did you charge others? The money was not cleaned, don't forget to stare at the ICAC!"

"What do you mean?" Dong Biao was puzzled.

"Oh, the wise man doesn't say anything secretly. Although your annual salary is a lot, our family is not so generous!

You are..." Speaking of this, Dong Yi pinched the index finger and thumb of his right hand and rubbed it hard, and whispered to Dong Biao beside him, making a look that you understand.

Dong Biaomi stared at her eyes, then suddenly realized that Dong Biao, who came over, slapped Dong Yi's head with his palm and cursed: "Boy, is your head covered in mud?

Do you think I am the one who collects black money?"

Dong Yi rubbed his head and frowned: "That's hard to say. You and my mother are so stingy, why are you so generous today?

The house is filled with dining tables, a table of big fish, meat, and good wine. Look at you, you wear a red-crowned crane and give me a Benz that costs 800,000 yuan at will.

Who would believe you said you confiscated the black money?"

"Fart! Since I was young and became a policeman, the police have blatantly collected black money and paid rent, but I have not been involved in the crowd.

This will be even more impossible. You think I am like you, knowing that the Independent Commission Against Corruption is still committing crimes against the wind!”

"What are you talking about? I have never confiscated black money. What does it mean to commit crimes against the wind!"

"Don't worry, I'm so at ease with this money, come here!"

When Dong Yi heard this, he pressed his ear to Dong Biao. Dong Biao muttered a few words in Dong Yi's ear, and after that, he patted Dong Yi on the shoulder.

Dong Yi widened his eyes and murmured: "One Nine Million! One Nine Million Bonus!"

Dong Biao smiled proudly: "How about it, do you think this money will be spent as much as you want?"

Dong Yi nodded hurriedly, and Dong Biao then said, "Let's go! Come home with me first. You don't have to go to the police station tomorrow. We, father and son, go to see the villa!"

Dong Yi smiled happily when he heard this, his eyes shone. Looking at the father in front of him, it was like a moving vault, and he was almost drooling.

When he was about to follow Dong Biao's footsteps, he suddenly stopped and a name popped up in his mind, and he said intimately: "It's so rich and powerful?!! Not good!"

On the other side, Dong Biao, who was proud and satisfied, had just walked a few steps to the residential building.

Suddenly, my right leg sank, and I couldn't help but look down at my thighs. I saw Dong Yi holding his thighs tightly, staring at him with begging eyes, and shouting loudly: "Dad, there is one thing you have to promise me no matter what!"

"What's the matter?" Dong Biao frowned.

"Which bank did you deposit your money?"

"HSBC!"

"No! Dad, you have to transfer the money to other banks tomorrow, so don't deposit it with HSBC!"

"Why? I heard that HSBC has high interest rates, and our family is enough to spend on interest alone!"

"No! HSBC will finish playing sooner or later. You have to believe me and you must transfer the money to another bank tomorrow!"

"The bank is fine, what are you talking nonsense? Let's go first and let's go home!"

"No! If you don't agree, I will never let go!"

Dong Yi was helpless and thought to himself that his son was having some excitement, so he nodded impatiently and perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, after a while, I will deposit the money in another bank!"

Hearing this, Dong Yi's eyes were full of vigor, like a very hungry wolf. He finally saw a cooked duck flying away.

With madness, unwillingness and grievance, he hugged his father's thighs fiercely like a madman and shouted: "No! I promised that tomorrow is tomorrow! One more day! One hour, one minute, one second! It's not tomorrow! The money must be transferred tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!