MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 5 The story of Hanyang Xianjun

It is cute, left hand fork and right hand knife, there is a model, but it takes a lot of effort to cut a piece of steak.

"Dad gives you cut." Zhang Han smiled and shook his head.

"Oh... I want to.. small." Meng Meng reminded.

"Yes, little."

Zhang Han cut the steak into small Ding, and then the father and the daughter began to meet for the first time after the meeting.

Just finished eating, Zhang Han's mobile phone rang, picking up the phone, was called by Liu Feng's men, telling that there have been a series of procedures for the car have been prepared.

Half an hour later, I met at the hotel downstairs. Zhang Han took the documents and went to the parking lot to take a photo of Ferrari. Go back to the room and use the mobile phone to post on the used car website.

The published price is only two million.

As soon as this was released, another employee of the website company who was just preparing to leave the office suddenly saw the news.

Looking at it, the eyes of the employee screamed and screamed: "Manager! Manager!"

"What's wrong?" The manager frowned and said with dissatisfaction.

It’s seven o'clock in the evening, and it’s two hours late for work. The man’s yelling is inevitably annoying. He’s already planning to pick up people if he’s screaming.

"Manager, come on! It’s an accident!" the employee shouted, and the shouts immediately attracted the people who were just leaving, and they came together.

The manager frowned and hurriedly walked. When he saw the information on the screen, he glanced and said with shock:

"What? Just bought a Ferrari 488 for less than a month and sold two million?"

The manager’s words made everyone around me rushing around.

"This car will go down to 4.8 million, and it will sell two million if it is handed? Is it true?"

"If it is true, who buys who earns!"

"Yeah, buy it and sell it, you can sell more than three million!"

"Is this man an urgent need for money? Even if it is in a hurry, it is a bit sloppy? Hanging three million is estimated to be sold in three days."

They know this, and the manager certainly understands that he hastened to tell the men in front of the computer, saying:

"Quick and fast! Block this message and give me the phone number of the owner!"

At this point, the manager was ready to take the car himself. The hands in front of the computer rushed to operate, while the other employees looked at the manager enviously.

This is also the strength of the manager. After all, he has the money to operate. If you change them, there are no two million in your hand. You can't play without it.

The manager dialed the number of Zhang Han, and after discussing the time of the car, he laughed and patted Li Gong’s men, and prepared him for this event.

The manager prepared and went to the hotel where Zhang Han was located with a few test vehicles.

After a series of inspections, the manager was very satisfied with the appointment for the next morning trading.

After finishing these, Zhang Han holding Meng Meng back to the room is nine o'clock in the evening.

“Hey.” Meng Meng yawned, lying in Zhang Han’s arms, muttering: “Hey, people want to hear stories.”

Listen to the story?

Zhang Han gave a slight glimpse. He never told people stories, but his daughter had to listen. He certainly wanted to talk about the stories in his mind and said:

"That dad gives you the story of Snow White. The story is like this. There used to be a Snow White..."

"Hey.. No, no, white, Snow White has heard it." Meng Meng shook her head and refused.

"Amount... Dad tells you Little Red Riding Hood..."

"No."

"That dad told you seven shorts..."

"No."

"That tells the wolf...."

"No."

"..."

Zhang Han said more than a dozen fairy tales that he knew in his mind. As a result, Xiaotou had already heard it many times, and he always shook his head and said ‘no’.

For a time, Zhang Han was a little confused.

After thinking for a long time, suddenly, Zhang Han’s expression came up with an idea. The tone of the discussion said: “Baby, do you want to hear the story of Hanyang Xianjun?”

"No....the amount?" Meng Meng stunned, thought about it, found that he had not heard of it, so happy clapping: "Well, good."

"Hey." Zhang Hanqing cleared his face, and his face hangs a smug, saying:

"Chen Yang Xianjun, that is a big man who can't be, this story has to start from the earth."

"When the Hanyang Xianjun was on earth, life was unsatisfactory, and it was very miserable. He eventually jumped on the edge of the cliff. Whoever thought, but unexpectedly entered a new world, that is, the realm of cultivation!"

"Hey... Hey, what is the realm of comprehension?" Meng Meng asked a little confused.

"The realm of comprehension is a big world. There are countless planets and countless people. In some places, a river is bigger than the earth. In some places, a continent is catching up with the Milky Way. In short, it is a very strange world."

"Chenyang Xianjun is very powerful in the field of comprehension. From the contact with the realm of cultivation, he has only used it for five hundred years, and he has become a big man in the robbery period. Why is this? Because, he has a talented supernatural power, called Wenbao nose, the nose can smell the smell of treasures, and since then, Hanyang Xianjun has never lost treasure."

"Although the five hundred years are very long, but in the past five hundred years, Hanyang Xianjun is not on the road of treasure hunt or on the road of treasure hunt, but also to learn a particularly complicated knowledge of comprehension, five hundred years passed by, the people he touched Very few friends, so I am very lonely."

"But in the next few years, Hanyang Xianjun repaired to the peak of the robbery, and traveled in the heavens before the robbery. What happened? It was famous at once!"

"He spends a lot of money, and it is enough for them to spend a few hundred years on the tip of others. So he went to pay attention to people everywhere. One piece of sneak peeks, the 10,000 people worship, the momentum, the domineering?"

"Domineering..." Meng Meng listened to the confused, subconsciously answered a sentence.

"Because of this, people have given a nickname to Hanyang Xianjun, called Fei Cai Xianjun."

With the praise of her daughter, Zhang Han’s mouth cracked open.

"But then I upgraded to the Emperor Xianjun, because he is too rich, and one person has more money than hundreds of super sects!"

"Some people like to call him Debao Xianjun. Every time there is a treasure in the place, whenever there is him, the treasure is his last."

"The nickname is a lot, my father will not say it. Hanyang Xianjun seems to have done nothing but treasure hunting. After five hundred years of repairing the real world, he shot it once. That time, the battle was turned upside down. Hanyang Xianjun smashed ten super sects. The door is strong and there is no side."

"But he has never been able to escape the catastrophe. When he was robbed, he met the legendary Jiuyi Shenlei. He took out N treasures and finally did not block it."

"So, he will return to the earth."

Speaking of this, Zhang Han smiled and turned his head to look at Meng Meng, proudly said:

"Do you know what the name of Hanyang Xianjun is? Haha, tell you, Hanyang Xianjun is your father, I am Zhang.....the amount?"

When I turned my head, I saw that the little princess had fallen asleep, and Zhang Han’s face was stiff, feeling that he was like a smug young man.

If this kind of appearance is to let the people who know the Hanyang Xianjun in the realm of the realm see it, it is estimated that they will subvert their three views.

Zhang Han’s mouth twitched slightly, and the little princess was covered with a quilt. Looking at the lovely daughter, the twitching mouth gradually hangs a gentle smile.

"The next step is to find a place to be feng shui, planting Leiyang trees and those seeds."

Zhang Han shook his head slightly and meditated.

It is good to say that there is a Leiyang tree, even if it is not a feng shui treasure, it will gradually become a treasure under its nourishment. The key is to find a good place.

"Where should I go?"

Zhang Hanping lay down and took out the black apple phone sent by his sister and opened the map of China.

The gaze was half-sounding and finally settled at a location on the south side of the map:

Xiangjiang!

It seems to be a random choice, but there are layers of consideration.

Winter is coming, and the temperature in the north is gradually decreasing, which is not suitable for fun.

Moreover, Shangjing is the home of Zhang’s family. Although the family is fascinating but also has many branches and leaves, Zhang Han does not want to live under Zhang’s eyelids.

The Oriental Pearl River is the place where Zhang Han's mother family is. I remember that when my mother married, the family still had a lot of unpleasantness, and people did not seem to accept herself and her sister.

Aside from these big cities, there are plenty of places to choose from, but Zhang Han has not chosen.

To put it bluntly, these are excuses. The reason why Zhang Han chose Xiangjiang was that her mother's company was in Xiangjiang. Now Meng Meng is not entirely her own.

Waiting to deal with the purple scorpion, when you want to bring Meng Meng to play, isn’t it to look at your own mood?

Zhang Han is not optimistic about his relationship with Zi Yan, and does not talk about the identity of Han Yang Xian Jun, even before this, Zhang Han is not optimistic.

The entertainment circle is too complicated. In the identity of Zhang Tianqian’s four capitals, he certainly knows a lot of insiders. How many young girls sacrifice everything for the upper ranks? How many winds and rains the famous star has experienced, and how many stars are considered playthings in the eyes of Fu Jia.

In Zhang Han's view, the entertainment circle is like a large dyeing tank. Most people are dyed. Although Zijing is one of the few people who have little scandal, this does not mean that Zhang Han will change his mind.

"Come on a trip that says go."

Zhang Han smiled and glanced at the cuteness of sleeping, and used his mobile phone to prepare online bookings.

I booked the ticket for the next afternoon, but when it came to the payment link, Zhang Han lived.

There are no pennies in a few bank cards, but I can only save some money to buy tickets tomorrow.

Just thinking, suddenly a cell phone sounds a message.

Opened it and found that there were 5,000 yuan in the bank card.

Zhang Han expressed a meal and booked the ticket directly at night.

Then I got up and went to the bathroom, closed the door, and dialed Zhang Li’s mobile phone number.

"Lily, I just received your money." Zhang Han said.

"Yeah." Zhang Li responded.

It sounds like the interest of speaking is not great, but Zhang Han knows that my sister is very concerned about herself.

Five years ago, her parents were missing. Zhang Li once thought that it was Zhang Han’s long-term troubles that led to this. When she left Zhang, she did not contact Zhang Han for more than a year.

Later, after learning that Zhang Han refused to go to Beijing for investigation, Zhang Licai began to contact Zhang Han.