On April 12, 2019, this day was the most important day in Yang Cong's life, because on this day he suffered two ups and downs in his life.

"Congratulations, Yang Cong, you were successfully fired."

After glanced at the ugly face in front of him, Yang Cong ignored it and walked out slowly with the thing at his desk.

He had known that he would have this day, but he was too rigid and didn't know how to understand, so he has always been a low-level employee of the company.

The few people who interviewed him before were already senior executives of various departments.

After being in this long period of time, Yang Cong has always received the lowest salary. In fact, he is also very angry, why does he just have to suffer from this?

In fact, Yang Cong had no choice. He really didn't like life in the workplace. He always cheated me.

Just as Yang Cong was walking aimlessly on the street with a box full of things in his arms, a sports car that killed the wind suddenly stopped beside Yang Cong.

Yang Cong subconsciously turned his head and looked at him and found that he knew the driver, but the relationship was very bad.

"Oh, this is our handsome guy Yang, why? I'm unemployed." The red-haired young man sitting in the driver's seat smiled, as if Yang Cong was unemployed just like him: "Do you need to be a driver for me? I just miss a driver."

"Liu Qingfeng, there is no need to add any harm here." Yang Cong knew very well in his heart why he lost that job, maybe he was the reason himself, but the bigger reason was still in the hands of this Liu Qingfeng.

The reason why Liu Qingfeng harmed him like this was nothing more than that when he was in college, he snatched the woman Liu Qingfeng liked.

So Liu Qingfeng has always held a grudge, and Yang Cong was unable to resist Liu Qingfeng's revenge.

Who said Yang Cong was just an ordinary little citizen? His father didn't know where he went, while Liu Qingfeng's family was the famous Liu Group.

Perhaps Liu Qingfeng respects him so much as he treats him as an opponent, and he can also regard him as giving him face.

"Since our handsome guy Yang doesn't want it, then forget it. I'll go find Huilin, bye."

I could only hear the sound of the sports car's thunder-like motor, and a shadow rushed out quickly and soon disappeared from Yang Cong's sight.

"Huilin..." Yang Cong couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing this name.

This Huilin was the woman Liu Qingfeng was interested in at the time, but she was snatched by Yang Cong. But in the end, Huilin also left Yang Cong, a poor man and threw herself into Liu Qingfeng's arms.

"It seems that my life is just like that." Yang Cong couldn't help looking at the sky. The sky was cloudless at this time, which looked very comfortable, but Yang Cong was very uncomfortable.

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Back at his dilapidated home, Yang Cong threw the box in his hand directly to the ground as soon as he entered the door, and then lay directly on his patched leather sofa.

His house is very dilapidated. Perhaps the most valuable thing in the whole house is the leather sofa under him now.

"Ah, let's go, go take a bath and relax."

If you say that when you got off work, Yang Cong felt the most comfortable thing to take a bath, so every day when he got home from get off work, he would choose to take a bath.

Taking off his clothes, Yang Cong stepped directly into his bathtub and lay in the water. Yang Cong looked at the ceiling: "You said it would be great if I had a powerful father, so that I could work hard for decades less... No, what does it mean to work hard for decades less, and to work hard for a lifetime."

However, Yang Cong's words are always nonsense. Even Yang Cong himself thinks this is very false: "Forget it, I don't want this kind of thing anymore. No matter how much I want, I will live it honestly. "

In fact, Yang Cong didn't have a father, but that was just what the memories of his childhood told him, telling him that he had a father, but he didn't know where his father was.

Perhaps, his father is really awesome, or he is also the boss of a large company, but unfortunately, these are not realistic. Yang Cong thinks it is better to live a life honestly.

Thinking of this, Yang Cong decided to relax and take a bath.

"call......"

After almost the soaking, Yang Cong also got up and wiped his body dry and put on his yukata.

And just as Yang Cong walked out of the bathroom door, he looked at his most valuable leather sofa.

Because at this time, a middle-aged man in a robe covered with stars was sitting on his leather sofa.

A man's face is a kind of calm feeling, and what surprised Yang Cong the most was that his face looked very similar to him.

"You...Who are you?" Yang Cong looked at the man with some vigilance.

Not to mention anything else, there was a man inexplicably in the family. Either the man entered the wrong door or was considered a thief.

First of all, the guess that Yang Cong entered the wrong door was directly denied. After all, Yang Cong closed the door when he entered.

And then that's the one behind.

Thief!

"You are a thief!" Yang Cong looked at the man in shock.

"What a thief, I'm your father." The man gave Yang Cong a blank look and said.

Yang Cong looked at the man with a look of fear that he was not crazy: "My dad, damn, why didn't you say you are my son? I'm going to give my dad, you're crazy."

"No, why don't you believe me? I'm really your father." The man looked a little anxious when he saw Yang Cong like this: "I know we haven't seen each other for a long time, but I'm really your father."

When Yang Cong saw the man's anxious look, he seemed to be like his son disregarding him as a father.

However, he was interrupted by Yang Cong as soon as he had this idea. He was just a joke. He was alone. From childhood to adulthood, his memory of his father was blurred in his memory. He didn't know what his father looked like. Although he knew that he had a father, what was the difference between him and an orphan now?

Now he has been living alone for more than ten years, and now someone suddenly appears to say it is his father. How could Yang Cong believe this?

"I believe in your evil, please get off my leather sofa quickly." Yang Cong rushed over and wanted to pull the man's clothes to pull him away from his precious leather sofa.

However, just as Yang Cong's hands had already grabbed the man's clothes and was about to pull it up, he found that no matter how he pulled it, he could not pull the man at all. The man was there like a mountain, as if he could only let him move.

The man suddenly slapped his head and looked like he suddenly realized: "Look at my memory, child, the reason why you don't believe it is because I sealed your childhood memory, and I will unseal your memory."

"Seal the memory? Unseal the memory? You are..." Before Yang Cong finished speaking, a golden light instantly shot into the man's hand and pointed directly at Yang Cong's eyebrows.

In an instant, the golden light shot into Yang Cong's eyebrows instantly.

After the golden light shot into the middle of his eyebrows, Yang Cong stood there blankly.

In an instant, Yang Cong knew everything happened.

And this moment is a moment for Yang Cong, but in reality it may be one minute, ten minutes, or longer.

But this is not something Yang Cong cares about. All he cares about is that his words have become true.

He still clearly remembered what he said while taking a bath, but now it has become true.

The man in front of him is Yang Tian, ​​who is the Lord of the Universe.

After learning that his father was the Lord of the Universe, Yang Cong was stunned.

He has always envied others for having a rich father, and he has always lived alone. He has no idea what the concept of parents is. He is a child who has parents and has no parents to raise.

Although there is indeed no word for nourishing, my dad is standing in front of me now.

And he is also known as the Lord of the Universe, so he is very awesome by his name.

"Damn, you're such awesome."

"Pan..."

The man slapped Yang Cong on the shoulder with a mysterious look. Then, under Yang Cong's equally cautious look, he said: "Low-key."

"puff...."

Yang Cong thought he was going to say something, but he didn't expect that just this one, almost spit out an old blood.

"I said, son, your 'leather' sofa is quite comfortable." leaning against Yang Cong's leather sofa, the man looked very enjoyable: "It's much better than my hard position."

Seeing the man like this, Yang Cong was speechless. For a moment, he thought that he had been deceived. He actually believed that the country bumpkin in front of him was his father, but the memory in his mind was indeed real.

Just as the man was enjoying himself, he suddenly frowned.

Then he turned to look at Yang Cong: "Son, I have something to do. I have already opened the bloodline and auxiliary elves for you. Just ask Xiaoqing for the rest."

After saying that, before Yang Cong could ask what auxiliary elves and bloodlines were, the man disappeared without a trace in front of him, as if he had never appeared before.

"Damn, this is my god dad, I don't even bring a gift for you."

Yang Cong complained, and there were ten thousand grass mud passing by in his heart. Just as Yang Cong was complaining, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Welcome to use the auxiliary elves, and the auxiliary elves are sincerely serving you."

"Who!" Yang Cong immediately turned his head and looked around and found that there was no one at all.

"Your Highness, I'm in your mind."

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong was immediately startled: "What's the matter? You are in my mind. Come out quickly and come out quickly, your mind will be broken."

As he said that, Yang Cong patted his head with his hands, as if he wanted to take pictures of Xiaoqing in his mind.

"Don't worry, Xiaoqing will not cause any of His Highness's organs. It is very safe, and if you really want to come out, it is not impossible."
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