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The little girl from the barber shop indicated towards Cen Li and the little fatty with her mouth, "It's them."

"Two little brats? Haircut? " Wu Hao asked.

Little Sister: "No."

Cen Li also said: "No, I have other things to ask you for, can you..." Can I have a word with you? "

Wu Hao looked at Cen Li suspiciously and nodded slightly after a while: "Ok."

As he said this, he placed the blue towel that he used to wash the customer's hair onto his shoulder and followed Cen Li and Qian Duoshu out of the barber shop.

Seeing that there was no one around, Cen Li bluntly said, "I came to look for you. I wanted to ask you to put on a gunny sack."

The little fatty, who was standing next to Cen Li, opened his eyes wide in shock: "Cen Li!"

When Wu Hao heard this, he also frowned. He looked at the two children in front of him — — although Cen Li was already seventeen, he looked relatively young and it was impossible to tell his age.

Cen Li said without batting an eyelid: "I had the privilege of hearing your name before... There are some things on my side that are more troublesome. I was unable to defeat him alone, so I thought of you. "

"How old are you?" Wu Hao asked.

"Seventeen."

"You're only seventeen, and you already have such a hateful person? You still want to learn how to get jute bags on TV? " Wu Hao shook his head, "Child, you should still go to school properly …"

"Aren't you in need of money?" Cen Li said.

Wu Hao's expression changed: "Who told you about me?"

"From the underworld." Cen Li said in an obscure tone.

Wu Hao looked at Cen Li with a complicated expression. Finally, he stopped asking Cen Li to study hard and asked, "How much will you pay?"

Since Cen Li had suggested 'in the underworld', it clearly didn't mean that Wu Hao wanted to be a good student.

"Hit him in a sack, don't hurt him, and teach him a lesson." I will go with you when the time comes. If someone comes to cause trouble for you in the future, you can also bring up my name and have them come straight to me. " Cen Li said a lot in one breath and gave Wu Hao a five gesture.

"Five hundred?" Wu Hao's expression changed, as if he was debating whether to accept it or not.

Cen Li chuckled, "Five thousand."

As he spoke, he sighed, "How could I know that my sister is lying on the sickbed, yet I treat my friends so unfairly …"

Wu Hao didn't hear Cen Li's last few words clearly, he only heard the five thousand words from the front. With a serious expression, he said, "You are just a student..." Are you a student? "Where did all this money come from?"

Cen Li: "Normal way. I won't hurt you. "

"..." "Sure, I'll answer it." Wu Hao took out a cigarette from his pocket. He wanted to light it up, but after looking at Cen Li and Qian Duoshu, he put the cigarette back in the end. He nodded and agreed.

Cen Li took out his phone, "Leave your contact information."

On the way back, Little Fatso finally recovered from his shock and grabbed Cen Li: "Cen Li!"

"..." "What's the matter again?" Cen Li said helplessly.

Qian Duoshu had a serious expression: "You actually want to put your relatives in a sack? This is too dangerous! "

Cen Li looked at Qian Duoshu with a faint smile: "How is it dangerous?"

The little fatty thought for a moment. "..." Anyway, it's not good to do that. " After he finished, he looked at the taxi driver in front of him and whispered into Cen Li's ear, "This is against the law, right? If it comes to light, will you be arrested? "

"Alright, I won't." Cen Li scratched Little Fatso's head, "Go home and write your homework. We will do the video together. Whoever stops to play games will be punished to stand by themselves at tomorrow's class."

"No way!"

Qian Duoshu's attention was instantly diverted and he exclaimed, "I didn't agree!"

Qian Duoshu's loud voice rang in Cen Li's ears. He couldn't help but laugh out loud. "If you play games after finishing your homework, I'll bring you some dessert tomorrow afternoon."

Little Fatso immediately shut up.

After a while, he weakly asked, "Was it made by that auntie of yours? Did she make the green bean cake last time? "

"Yes." Cen Li said.

Little Fatso gritted his teeth. I'll video chat with you after I finish my meal! "

Cen Li sent Qian Duoshu home first before returning to his and Cen Chuanyi's residence.

After they got off the bus, it was already getting dark.

Cen Li entered the mansion and immediately saw his uncle, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

He was slightly stunned.

Hadn't Uncle always liked to read in the study or in the bedroom? Why was he transferred to the sofa today?

Cen Li felt a little strange and walked over to greet Cen Chuanyi.

"Where did he go?" Cen Chuanyi asked.

Cen Li said without batting an eyelid, "After class, I played basketball with my classmates for a while."

Cen Chuanyi's scrutinized gaze stopped on Cen Li for a moment, then he nodded and said, "Mhmm, let me know when you get home next time."

"Alright." Cen Li nodded and added, "I thought you were busy."

It was just Cen Li's opinion, after all, Cen Chuanyi, as the Patriarch of the Cen Family, had a lot of official business, but Cen Chuanyi didn't know how to think about it, and actually felt that Cen Li was hinting at him. The hand holding the book slightly paused, and said: "The company does indeed have a lot more things … I will try my best to come back and accompany you in the future. "

Cen Li: "..."

Miaomiao? What just happened? He had only said it in passing, why did it become like this!

Cen Li was stunned.

He found it embarrassing to say that he was just teasing you. He didn't need you to come back and accompany me, so he could only knock down his teeth and swallow the blood. He nodded and said, "That's great …"

Cen Chuanyi suddenly said, "I'm very happy that you're so close to me."

Cen Li: "..."

Cen Li suddenly had a bad feeling.

Cen Chuanyi was trained as the successor, so he didn't need to be emotional. He just needed to work hard.

Such a Cen Chuanyi probably wasn't very good in his childhood... That was why he said such happy words when she got close to him.

Cen Li looked at Cen Chuanyi with a bit of sympathy.

After dinner, Cen Li quickly retreated from the table and carried his bag upstairs.

He took out all his homework and put it on his desk. Then, he took out his phone and started recording with Qian Duoshu.

When the video connected, there was a trace of reluctance on Little Fatso's face. However, as if he was thinking of dessert, he immediately became high-spirited.

Ever since Cen Li was born, this was the first time he did his homework.

He picked up the pen and flipped through the pages.

Cen Li thought that he would forget a lot of knowledge, but the facts proved that he could quickly pick up all these things in his mind. Especially Cen Li, who was still young, had a very flexible brain and a much better memory than him, who was in his twenties.

Most of the topics would not flip through the book, and once again silently memorized the formula, he would be able to easily solve it with just a simple flip of the hand.

The two of them quietly did their homework in the room. Occasionally, they would ask each other about a question that they were unable to answer and discuss about it. The atmosphere was very harmonious.