After thinking for a long time, I decided to write their conversation in the tone of modern people. Otherwise, the speed of typing would be too slow. So the style of this chapter has changed...

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Things were turning back to the door of the palace. Song Bo and Cheng Chumo were like old friends who had been with each other, and they were having a good time talking.

"By the way, brother, is your dragon skin real or not? My old man is not easy to fool." Cheng Chumo was thinking about the good thing in Song Bo's hand and spoke very kindly.

"Can I still fool you, Brother Cheng? That's a top-notch South China Sea dragon, a big guy who is five feet long. The best thing is that the skin is not flawed at all. But then again, do you want this dragon skin for your old man? What do you use it for? It seems that this skin is very panicked. There are small bones inlaid outside the skin. Will you still be exposed to anus after making it?"

Cheng Chumo looked at Song Bo's obscene appearance and was very confused. As a result, Song Bo was about to laugh and saw Cheng Chumo's confused appearance and suddenly held back the smile. Don't mention how uncomfortable it was, it was embarrassing.

"Oh. Brother Cheng, I'm rude. I shouldn't be joking with your old man. I'm unintentional." Song Bo looked at Cheng Chumo with a low brow, not knowing what to say. He accidentally scolded the other party's father. I still want to make sense of this matter? There is no chance for anyone to let it go.

Although she heard Song Bo's apology, Song Bo still looked at Song Bo with an ignorant look and said, "It's my old man who is kidding? What's the joke?" Confusion was distributed more on Cheng Chumo's face as the questions were asked.

"Oh." At this time, people didn't know what a thorax was. Song Bo was depressed. At this time, he was telling the truth, not telling the lies nor saying lies. "This, this..." Finally, Song Bo gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and simply 'To be honest, listen to him, it seems that I can't meet his father, who else wouldn't scold him?' Otherwise, Song Bo would be a little crazy. It must be caused by loneliness on the Australian continent. He is a lunatic, who can afford it?

"Brother Song, you haven't said you're joking about my old man in my hometown." Cheng Chumo saw that the other party didn't say anything for a long time, and was a little anxious in depression.

"Okay, you have to ask me what I said. Generally speaking, where in a person's body looks the most like a chrysanthemum? If it is exploded, it is an chrysanthemum. I just said that you are a chrysanthemum. Do you understand now?" Song Bo said something obscurely. The other party was not a fool, of course he understood it. However, the expected blushing face and losing his temper did not appear. After hearing the explanation, the other party appeared in front of Song Bo with a very arrogant face. "Wow, wow, kaka, you." Cheng Chumo couldn't even say anything. He pointed at Song Bo repeatedly and bent over.

This time it was Song Bo's turn to be depressed. He didn't know that he had scolded his father, so what else was there to be funny about him. Song Bo looked at Cheng Chumo with an innocent face and smiled until he lost his strength before saying, "Is there anything funny about Brother Cheng?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I just think the word chrysanthemum is very useful. Hahaha. But then again, you kid dared to block me and scold my old man. He is such a brave and crazy guy. Are you not afraid of me dealing with you?" After saying that, Cheng Chumo's eyes were glaring like an angry Vajra in front of the temple. Most people must be scared to death. Whoever sees the living Vajra, especially in the period when superstitious in ancient China was very eyed. But who was Song Bo? He was born in New China and grew up under the red flag (must be).

"Whoever asked him to stop me from meeting the emperor. I will scold anyone who stopped me, and I will tell you that I am so angry." Song Bo looked proud and the typical Beijing man looked arrogant. Who made him a Beijinger for generations?

"Hey, this temper, it's my appetite." Cheng Chumo was not only not angry but was very happy after hearing Song Bo's words. In fact, Cheng Chumo also has such an old man's temper, a typical second-generation official. Otherwise, he would not dare to chat with others privately when on duty. If he was an ordinary military clan, he would definitely look at the royal portal with a serious look. But Cheng Chumo was not the case. What's there to see at this door? It's not as interesting as looking at the door at the Chunlou. The reason why he was here today was because he had no choice but to have the person who could serve him was beaten by him. He could only be on duty personally. He watched the door and woke up after watching the door. So Cheng Chumo was chatting with people unscrupulously.

"To your appetite?" Song Bo was depressed, but he didn't expect that he was a crazy man and was also a crazy man.

"Well, it's my appetite. If I were the same, who would stop me from seeing the emperor and getting rich and promoted, I would scold him to death. You kid are so smart. How could you know that my old man stopped you from seeing you?" Cheng Chumo had a straight temper and asked if he had any questions.

"Uh, is it true? I guessed it." Song Bo's face did not flush, and he changed the words he said were directly guessed with his own heart. Liar, liar, you are the god in my heart.

"How can I guess? So accurate? If I were me, I would definitely not guess. Tsk tsk, you don't have a big head, you are quite smart." Cheng Chumo smashed his mouth and tilted his head to look at Song Bo. He really couldn't figure out how the other party's little head was so smart.

"Obviously, what you told me that I could not meet the emperor anymore. At most, it would be a reward of hundreds of cents. So I know that that person must have something to do with you, and you know the truth, your level obviously cannot stop me. You can contact other people and let you know that the only person who stops me is your old man. In fact, I think I am very smart, and not ordinary smart. Hehe, hehe," Song Bo smiled a little sinister. I don't know if it was because he was smart or because the lies he made up were very real.

"Well. You are indeed a little smarter than me." Cheng Chumo nodded with a profound look on his face.

"Well, why did your old man stop me from meeting the emperor? It seems that we have no grudges, right?" Although Song Bo finally raised his own question. After all, in his head, he couldn't think of why he couldn't meet. His interview did not touch anyone's interests.

"It's very simple. Because you are not from Shandong (Entertainment Group East of Taihang Mountain). You are not from Longyou. You are still a businessman. Do you understand?" Cheng Chumo smiled complacently and thought to himself: 'No matter how smart you are, you don't know the reason. I will lie to you and what can I do if I lie to you? Anyway, you will definitely not be able to guess the real truth'
Chapter completed!