Chen Feng was originally a wall-building worker on the construction site. He was very skilled in wall building skills and his salary was as high as 250 a day. However, after he slipped in the bathroom a month ago, he forgot everything thoroughly. Not only did the wall-building process retreat a hundred and eight thousand miles, but he even suffered from the fear of heights. When he was hung in the air, he couldn't even hold the bricks even when he was slapped in the air.

So I had to change to a brick mover on the ground, and my salary was reduced to 170% per day.

It’s 5,000 yuan for a month without resting, eating or drinking.

But he had no house and needed to rent a house. In addition, he had a water, electricity, food and food expenses, Chen Jiuxing's tuition fee could save up to 2,000 yuan a month.

It will take at least four years to pay off the 100,000 yuan.

However, he now has a billion more in his account.

That's right.

Ten, one, billion.

There are nine zeros behind one.

Chen Feng had already counted nine times at the text message reminder on his mobile phone.

My eyes were so dazzling.

It turned out that Zhao Linlin ridiculed him for living like a joke.

But now everything is as beautiful as a fairy tale.

"Son, thank you for your hard work!"

After losing his memory, his father, who had only seen him in his family's photos, suddenly appeared. He was wearing clothes worth millions but Chen Feng looked like he was a piece of torn linen. He held Chen Feng's hand tremblingly, and tears and snot flowed down together.

Chen Feng glanced at the snot that was about to drip on his hand, pulled out his hand quietly, looked up at his father, and said calmly: "No need to work hard."

You gave me one billion, so how could I work hard?

His father Chen Zihua took the paper from his assistant and blew his nose.

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, just as Chen Zihua's snot flowed down, Chen Feng thought without any basis that Chen Zihua wanted to catch the snot with his hands and apply it to his own hair.

Chen Feng shook his head.

What a strange idea.

"It's my father's fault. I've hidden you for twenty-six years in order to temper you. I'm afraid that you will develop a bad habit of a rich child like me." Chen Zihua wiped his tears, "But I didn't expect you to live so hard. You were forced to jump off the building because of a mere 100,000 yuan. If you weren't hung up by the external clothes drying rack on the 32nd floor, you wouldn't know what...what would be like now."

Chen Feng nodded with a smile: "Thanks for the clothes drying rack."

"Dad has already paid 10 million yuan to the family that has installed external clothes drying racks on the 32nd floor."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "You are so generous."

"After all, I've saved you. Remember, we must have the demeanor of being a rich man in the future."

“You are talking about it.”

After his father left, Chen Jiuxing also pushed the door open and came in.

He threw himself into Chen Feng's arms and rubbed like a puppy.

"Scareless?" Chen Feng asked.

Chen Jiuxing nodded obediently.

According to the debt collectors who quickly improved after collecting the money, although Chen Jiuxing was not held by Chen Feng and jumped down, he was shocked when he saw Chen Feng jumping down.

Chen Feng touched Chen Jiuxing's head as usual, but his mood gradually became calmer than usual.

"Dad." Chen Jiuxing looked up at Chen Feng, "What was the angel you mentioned when you just woke up?"

Chen Feng smiled: "It's my father talking nonsense."

Although everyone said that Chen Feng was rescued by a clothes drying rack.

But Chen Feng only remembers the angel with beautiful black wings and Chen Jiuxing who was as sensitive as a monkey and jumped onto the air conditioner outdoor unit.

"Your memory is wrong, it is the confusion and fantasy when you are frightened."

Chen Feng said to himself.

Lenin said that the truth is in the hands of a few people.

But the reality is: what most people think is the truth.

Since everyone said that he was rescued by the clothes drying rack, he was rescued by the clothes drying rack.

As for the angel with black wings.

It's just his fantasy.

At least, he can only say that it is his own fantasy now.

Like he thought Chen Zihua was going to apply snot on his hair, there was no meaningful fantasy.

Chen Feng lifted the quilt and walked down from the bed and walked to the window.

I happened to see my father walking towards the black, long car surrounded by a large pile of bodyguards.

Forgive Chen Feng's memory and life experience for a month and three days is not enough to make him recognize the brand and model of the car.

In short, Chen Zihua blew his nose with his hands, then applied the snot on his hands to his hair, then hugged a woman in a red tight skirt and got into the long black car.

Chen Feng closed the window, a little unbelievable.

——Chen Zihua really put his nose on his hair.

Chen Zihua sat on the extended Lincoln. The woman in a red tight skirt wanted to pour wine for him. He shook his head and refused.

The beauty was on the side, but he couldn't get any interest. He just looked out the window sadly, pulled his tie uneasy, and repeatedly smeared his snot on his hair.

He was very nervous.

Very nervous.

Every second is more nervous than the previous second.

For the thirteenth time, he smeared his nose on his hair, then stretched out his long tongue and licked his lower lips for a week, and then asked the person next to him: "How was my performance just now?"

"Okay!" The assistant gave a thumbs up.

"Extremely good!" The secretary gave two thumbs up.

"It's very good!" The beauty gave three thumbs up.

Chen Zihua pulled off his tie anxiously.

Very good, all of them are a bunch of useless reviews like shit.

"arrive."

The driver whispered.

Chen Zihua's heart almost jumped out at this moment.

He pressed his heart.

The car stopped, everyone silently closed their eyes and knelt on their spot.

Chen Zihua walked out of the car and his feet on the lawn became a little weak.

This place is like a beautiful suburb, with grass, wild flowers, butterflies, and waterfalls.

Beautiful like a painting.

Chen Zihua walked forward step by step, flowing through the pool, and walking to the waterfall.

He knelt in the water, placed a blue stone devoutly in the palm of his hand, and raised it to the top of his head.

His lips pressed against the water and shouted tremblingly:

"Green Jumps Come and Report."

The waterfall suddenly stopped, and all the water flow, waves and water droplets were suspended in the air.

Let the sun shine on it with colorful spots.

All the scenes in front of me were like a huge curtain, which suddenly fell down.

The green grass, red flowers, and flowing waterfalls were like wallpapers that were lifted out of thin air, sank on the ground in vain, and then gradually became transparent and disappeared.

Instead, it is a black hole.

Chen Zihua walked towards the entrance of the cave step by step.

The more he walked, the more he bent his back, the smaller his body became.

At the end, he had become a toad with a belly that was almost pressed against the ground, and a mucus like snot on his back.

"Owner."

He slowly knelt down toward the man on the high position.

The man in the high position put away his huge black wings, and turned around and sat lazily on the throne.

The hair as soft as dark wings and the dazzling eyes as blood-ruddy diamonds reached a wonderful harmony on his unique and beautiful face. He looked too good and too delicate. If he didn't look at his eyes carefully, it would be easy to ignore the blood stained on his hands, and mistakenly think that he was just a pampered prince who had been in the palace for a long time.
To be continued...