Chapter 58: The eighth day of the royal pet

Although Lei Hai was wearing a plain monk's clothes, he stood under the white umbrella and was imposing.
He is a frequent visitor here. He will come every month regardless of the severe winter and severe summer heat. It seems that he puts the most worrying thoughts of life here and worships with heart.
Lei Hai pulled Pei Xian's Gu Han like a chick, and he had a subtle unpleasantness, like a small tender cabbage that was carefully taken care of in his greenhouse, and was suddenly arched by a wild boar with a low IQ.
He tilted his head and asked the secretary next to him, "Who is that man?"
Lei Hai's status is enough for him to see everything, so he doesn't remember much, and the people who can tell him to remember either die badly or fly yellow.
The secretary was very professional and answered in a low voice: "Head of Gu Group, Gu Han, Assets ..."
"Oh." Lei Hai raised his hand and stopped. "That's a bad head, it's pretty poor."
The secretary followed him all the year round, and the definition of poverty was different from ordinary people, and nodded quickly.
The eyes of Lei Hai and Gu Han passed through the lingering snow and bumped into the cold air.
The valley boss immediately received the unusual alien radio wave: garbage! Take your dirty hands away!
Wait, who is this old man?
He thought about it, um ... maybe a master of spiritual practice in the temple? The Buddha's pure land is clear, I am not very good, and then he quietly releases the hand of the little quail.
Pei Xian only felt that his paw suddenly became cold, and looked at Gu Han, who was suddenly solemn and solemn, a little surprised.
At this time, Lei Hai's sharp eyes staring at Gu Han gradually eased.
A little wink, not too stupid.
Gu Han's mind was also loose, oops ... It really is a monk with hair, it's quite harsh, is it a little wide?
Huh? What are so many people around? Is it fortune telling? One will let him show envy.
Just wondering, the phone rang, and he hurriedly avoided everyone to answer.
Pei Xian went down the steps and happily went to play with a kind-hearted uncle.
Lei Hai's heart fluttered, and Pei Xian, who ran far away, gave him a kind of excitement that burst into tears.
Pei Xian's pale eyes were even clearer against the background of snow and ice, and soon drew in front of him.
"Uncle, my name is Pei Xian. I was embarrassed when I hit you last time." Pei Xian saw that he was dressed strangely and asked curiously, "Uncle, are you a monk here?"
He had a wonderful first sight of Lei Hai. The uncle's gentleness and patience made people unconscious.
People around took a sigh of coolness. This temple was Lei Gong's inverse scale. Every time he came, he was in the lowest mood, and even Lei Yingzhe was afraid to mention it.
Lei Hai smiled, "No, I came here to make a wish. My surname is Lei, you can call me Uncle Lei."
People around can no longer pant, it is terrible, they will laugh, it must be a fake Thunder God! !!
"Well ... I'm here to make a wish." Pei Xian remembered the wish he had just meditated for a long time in front of the Buddha statue, a little embarrassed, and slowly retracted his head into a thick scarf, smiling silly.
Lei Hai's frost-filled heart instantly lit a layer of hot mist, staring softly at the clever spin on the top of his head, can't wait to ask, "What's your wish? Maybe I can help you achieve it."
He holds the world's greatest wealth, has supreme business rights, and the children's New Year's wishes are nothing to ignore.
"Really?" Pei Xian's head was shaking and he smiled and exhaled, "I want to marry Mr. Gu ahead of time!"
"Well," Lei Hai heard the sound of a cerebrovascular burst.
This is not possible, this is not allowed, this is absolutely not allowed! !!
"Um ... well, do you have any alternative wishes?" Lei Hai has never been so embarrassed in his life.
The wish of a child, he couldn't realize it twice.
Looking for a husband once? Marrying her husband once?
Sure enough, I'm still not strong enough, it's all my fault. Let's kill two more listed companies tomorrow.
Pei Xian looked at him like Santa Claus, full of yearnings and hopes, "Yes! Let Mr. Gu go to the house with me first, and then get married."
The secretary's eyes were stricken, and he could help the boss who was shaking back.
"Well, envy, shall we play without the surname Gu?" Lei Hai thought that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage if he continued to talk.
Pei Xian was a bit lost. "I don't want to play with others, I just want to play with Mr. Gu."
"No, no, no! I'm not talking about playing that, I'm talking about playing other." Lei Hai has been brought into the abyss of incoherence by Pei Xian.
Pei Xian's face turned red. "Uncle, let me tell you, I'm very upset. Mr. Gu seems unwilling to play with me."
Lei Haiyangtian sighed: I have never encountered such a difficult situation in my life! It's too difficult!
The grandson surnamed Gu had to strangle him to play with envy, and the grandson surnamed Gu didn't play with envy, and I still wanted to strangle him!
Behind the courtyard wall at this time, Song Qi, who did not know where he came from, was whispering with Lei Yingzhe.
"I'm going to see Lei Gong like this, right?" Song Qi tightened his coat and frowned.
Lei Yingzhe's grimly cold eyes glanced across his face, "It's impossible for you to see my uncle through the kmk gate, but rather to meet here and draw some fate."
"You're right." Song Qi first flattered, "I don't have much thought, Lei Gong can remember me."
"Huh." Lei Yingzhe sneered, "It's not a good thing to be remembered by him, Mr. Song."
Song Qizheng, "I mean, I've really seen Lei Gong, and then go out and brag about it."
The
Hefeng Logistics
project invested by Kkm was a great success. Song Qi, who wanted to add a name to Lei Hai, found that the other party still seemed to treat him as fart.
So he asked for Lei Yingzhe, but he didn't know how much benefit he had given, and he asked for such a fate meeting.
Lei Yingzhe is not a helpful stubble. He is the project leader, but the winning partner has to step on him and make a direct relationship with Lei Hai.
Although he knows that there is no drama, it does not prevent him from secretly sending Leihai the most unpleasant moment. I hope he can remember Song Qi well!
"Let's go." Lei Yingzhe's drooping eyes contained unknown light.
They quickly walked through the narrow door, stepped into the newly falling fine snow, and entered the courtyard of Beidian Pavilion.
At a glance, Lei Yingzhe saw Lei Hai, who was extremely harsh on him. He talked to Pei Xian like an uncle next door, and was about to collapse.
Scratching his head, he asked coldly, "Why are you again?"
Pei Xian recognized Lei Yingzhe, who was bitten by the grass, and quickly nodded and apologized to him, "I'm sorry this gentleman, don't be afraid. I didn't bring an alpaca today. But I won't bite you if I come here. It is not in estrus and will not chase you. "
Lei Yingzhe: "..."
The more he heard this, the more it sounded like a curse! Am I a alpaca?
Where the is it from? How the ghosts stay together!
At this time, Pei Xian was surprised to find Lei Yingzhe behind, followed by frowning and squinting, Song Qi like a weasel stealing chicken.
Lei Hai likes to be surrounded by clusters. He should be a rich old man. This grandson is not authentic. Don't be fooled by him!
"Uncle Lei, this person wanted to soak me with 20 million pieces of broken stones the other day!" Pei Xian quickly pointed his finger at Desperate Song Qi.
"I'm not, I don't have it, I don't dare!" Song Qi saw Pei Xian pulling Lei Hai affectionately, and was about to scare urine.
How can I meet this living ancestor anywhere! I gave you a hoe, please let me go!
Lei Hai's dark eyes turned mercilessly on Song Qi's face.