MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 965 Domineering President (4000 words)

   Chapter 965 Domineering President (4000 words)

   In Fool's memory, this was the first time someone called out his name in front of other companions.

   He himself was unfamiliar with the name.

   "Hey, hey, fool," Qin Yin saw that fool's expression was a little dull, and thought he didn't respond, "I'll call you."

   "I know..." The fool narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's face, "You are..."

   "You are really Brother Zishan," the man lowered his flashlight so that the fool could see his face clearly, "Don't you remember me? I'm Xiao Li!"

   "Little Li..." The fool muttered a few words, his eyes suddenly lit up, "I remembered, you are Aunt Li's son!"

   Aunt Lee's son...

  My name is Xiao Li?

  Everyone looked at the man in front of him. Just looking at his face, the man should not be very old. He seemed to be about the same age as Baomu. Compared with a man, it was more appropriate to say that he was a boy.

   But for some reason, this Xiao Li always gives the impression of a mature middle-aged man.

   "Yes, it's me," Xiao Li said with a smile, "Brother Zishan, I haven't seen you for several years..."

   "Yeah, it's been many years," the fool stared, his eyes swept from the top of Xiao Li's head to his feet, and then from his feet back to the top of his head, "Xiao Li, you've changed so much, I don't even recognize you anymore."

  Xiao Li scratched the back of his head, "After all, I was only eleven when you left."

  Xiaolan scratched his finger.

   Eleven plus six equals…

   This little Li is only seventeen years old? ah? You call this seventeen? !

   The fool nodded with a pursed mouth, "You have matured a lot."

   is really a high emotional intelligence statement.

   "Thank you, Brother Zishan," as if he had just discovered the existence of other people, Xiao Li shook the others with a flashlight and said, "Brother Zishan, they are..."

   "Oh, that's it," the fool explained quickly, "they are all my companions."

   But Xiao Li's question doesn't seem to be resolved.

   "Companion means..."

"It's a friend," the fool ran farther and farther on the way to digress, "Come, let me introduce to you, that middle-aged handsome guy is our leader, you can call him Taoist priest, this is Baomu, he is more than you It's no big deal, that little girl is Xiaolan, the long-haired girl squatting by the wall is Wenling, the girl beside me is Qin Yin, you..."

   "How did I become a woman? You are the woman," Qin Yin said, "and why do you say that the head is the boss? I always thought I was the boss."

   "I'm a man."

   "…Is the point here?"

   Seeing that the two were about to start an inappropriate bickering again, the Taoist chief cleared his throat and said, "Smile, you may not believe it, but we are indeed here to find you."

"I?"

   "To be exact, it's your mother." Xiaolan said.

   "Hey - Xiaolan, don't be rude like a fool," Qin Yin turned to Xiao Li, "to be exact, it's your mother."

   This seems to be the first time that the polite Qin Yin used "you" to address others.

   "My mother?" Xiao Li said, "My mother... has long since moved, and she moved to live with me."

   "Well," said the fool, "it's a pity we don't know."

   "Otherwise we would never have sneaked in like this." Baomu added an explanation.

   This explanation, which sounds like it doesn't have a positive effect at all, actually has a positive effect. Xiao Li burst out laughing and waved his hand, "I believe you."

   "Wow—" Qin Yin sighed, "Brother, you trust others so easily."

   "Actually, it's not mainly you," Xiao Li said, "I trust Brother Zishan very much."

   The eyes of the others focused on the fool.

   "Why are you looking at me?" The fool shrank his neck.

   "At that time, Brother Zishan was very prestigious in our area." Xiao Li nodded earnestly and said.

   "Prestige?" Qin Yin almost laughed, "You mean this fool?"

   "You girl." The fool replied.

   "You are looking for a fight..."

"Because Brother Zishan is very strong, and he's handsome and can fight," Xiao Li walked to the door and opened the door wider, "Also, the murderer is Brother Quilt Shan... In our children In his eyes, Brother Zishan is simply a **** of war."

   Indeed, for a child of eleven or twelve years old, it is the time when personal heroism is flourishing. At this time, there is a person beside him. He beat the evil serial killer alive and became a hero. It is also a natural thing.

  It’s a pity that this world is not for 11- or 12-year-old children to have the final say.

  Seeing that everyone was silent, Xiao Li hurriedly smiled, pointed to the door and said, "Hey, what are we talking about here, aren't you looking for my mother? Come on, let's go to my house together..."

   "Uh..." Baomu glanced at his watch, "Will it be a little disturbing at this time?"

   "What's the matter, don't bother," Qin Yin, who was still polite just now, replied to Xiao Li, "It's... Isn't it normal for the elderly to go to bed at two or three in the morning? Look at you making a fuss."

   "It's okay, don't bother," Xiao Li said. "My mother should wake up in a while. You can go to my house for tea first, so you can explain things clearly."

  Drink tea and explain.

   Why do I always feel that it is not Xiao Li's house that I am going to, but the police station?

   Everyone followed Xiao Li out of the house. Xiao Li turned around and tried to close the door, but the door handle fell off. He looked at the door handle and said angrily, "Oops, the door is broken."

   "Don't blame yourself," Xiaolan stepped forward and comforted, "I broke it off."

  “…”

   "Let's go," the fool put his hand in his trouser pocket, "is your new home far from here?"

"It's not far, not far, it's a ten-minute drive," Xiao Li casually put the door handle back, brushed the dust off his palms, and said as he walked, "My car is parked at the intersection, let's go, fortunately I'm driving seven today. If you don't have a car, it won't be able to hold so many of us, haha..."

  Listen to this...he seems to be more than one car.

   "Right," Xiao Li walked in front, turned his head and asked, "How did you get here? I didn't see your car."

   "Uh we...we came by taxi," said the fool, "yes, taxi."

   is true is a double positive that means a negative.

  Xiaolan shook his head with a scornful expression, thinking that the dirty adult world is full of lies. When he looked up, he saw a luxury car parked on the side of the road.

  My God, is this the rich adult world?

   That's not right... This little Li is only seventeen years old, he is still underage!

   "Is this your car?!" The fool looked like a bumpkin who had never seen the world, stared around the car and said in shock, "Where did you get the money?!"

   "I... er, it may sound like a show off," Xiao Li opened the car door and smiled shyly, "I am now the CEO of a listed company, I..."

After   , they didn't listen too much.

   He is the president.

   Seventeen-year-old president.

   No wonder they always felt that Xiao Li had a mature and steady look that did not belong to his age. It turned out to be the smell of a president.

   "...Get in the car." Xiao Li's words ended with these three words.

   Everyone got into the car cautiously as if they had just woken up from a dream.

   Among them, the only one who can be regarded as a rich man is Luo Jiutian, but unfortunately he is not here now. As a nouveau riche, the fool may be considered half a rich man.

   In general, they are a bunch of poor people.

   "Little brother Li, where did you get so much money, do you make so much money to start a company?" Qin Yin sat in the second row, she stretched her neck and asked, "I want to start too."

  Xiaolan sighed in his heart, what are people saying here who can't even drive a car?

   "It will make money, but it will also be very hard work," Xiao Li said. "If you can stand it, you can also start a business."

   "How to create? Teach me!"

   "Oh, stop," the fool in the passenger seat pressed Qin Yin's head back, "Xiao Li, why are you going back to your old house tonight?"

"Actually, I should have come back during the day, but after a day's meeting, I only have time now," Xiao Li yawned, "The water pipe in my old house seems to have burst. My mother is very worried and keeps telling me to go back and have a look. come."

   It was really hard work.

   Baomu said, "Then just hire someone to fix the water pipes. You are so busy, why do you go back in person."

"My mother is worried," Xiao Li gradually relaxed, "My mother is stubborn, I managed to persuade her to move into my house from the old house, if I don't go see it in person, she will not be happy. "

   is also a good and filial president.

   "Brother Zishan, what about you guys?" Xiao Li shrugged, "Do you have anything to ask my mother for?"

   "That's it..." The fool turned around and said to Xiao Li, "I lost a suitcase."

   "The suitcase..." Xiao Li frowned, then unfolded, "Ah...that's your suitcase..."

   Everyone was instantly refreshed.

   "You know my suitcase?" the fool said excitedly, "It's a black one, oh no, it's brown..."

   "It's dark gray," Xiaolan said. "Dark gray suitcase, it's very big."

   "Yes, that's the one," Xiao Li said, "my mother brought it back from outside, because my mother always came back from outside, I thought she bought it from some flea market."

   "That's my suitcase, that's what we're looking for," said the fool hurriedly, "Is it still there?"

   "Yes, I used it when I moved before," Xiao Li turned his head and laughed, "My mother is reluctant to throw things away."

   used it?

   "What's in there?" asked the Taoist priest.

   "Things...I don't know," Xiao Li said, "I have to ask my mother, and my mother handles it all by herself."

   "That's the suitcase I was holding when I left the bridge." The fool finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the seat. "Fortunately, it was picked up by Aunt Li..."

   "Then what did you do then?" Xiao Li asked, "Didn't you try to find it?"

   "At that time... I was in a hurry to leave the bridge, so I didn't look for it," the fool lightly hammered his knee, "I'm so stupid."

   "Don't say that, everyone will be negligent."

  The car drove through the neon lights in the city center shortly before entering a high-end residential area. Everyone stopped in the underground parking lot and took the elevator upstairs.

   "Let me order a takeaway," Xiao Li took out his phone, "What would you like to eat?"

   "No need, no need, it's already time," Baomu said, "Don't waste your money."

   "No," Xiao Li said, "Even if you don't eat, I'll order it myself. I'm too busy to eat this day and I'm starving to death."

   "In that case," Qin Yin said unceremoniously, "give me some Mala Tang."

   "Sister Xiaoyin, is there any Mala Tang shop still open at this time?" Baomu felt very ashamed.

   "It's okay, let's take a look first," Xiao Li looked down at his phone and said, "Well, it just so happens that I still have a coupon..."

   "Are you rich people still using coupons?" Qin Yin rubbed his stomach.

   "No matter how rich you are, you can't squander it," Xiao Li said. "The key to accumulating wealth is to increase income and reduce expenditure."

   A group of people showed "learned" expressions on their faces.

  Xiaolan looked at the group of adults with contempt.

With a sound of   , the elevator stopped on the 18th floor. This community is one elevator per household. When you get out of the elevator and turn a corner, you can see the door of Xiao Li's house.

  Open the door and turn on the light.

   "Wow..." The fool only realized that he sighed after hearing his own voice.

   The interior of this house does not look like a mansion at all.

  The decoration of the house is still the simple layout of more than ten years ago. Many things placed in the house can clearly see the traces of the years.

   "There's still a thermos..." Qin Yin pointed to a pair of thermos bottles painted with a mandarin duck pattern, and said, "This thing is older than Xiaolan."

   "Almost," Xiao Li smiled, "this is my mother's dowry when she got married."

   "Auntie piled so many things at home, wouldn't you be unhappy?" Baomu asked.

  Xiao Li's eyes were full of doubts, "Why are you unhappy?"

   "Because these are not things that belong to young people," said the fool. "Ordinary people live in mansions, so they must be decorated to match their appearance."

   "Oh, you said this," Xiao Li said, "I live here simply because it's close to my company. If it's decoration... I don't care. I'm familiar with such decoration."

   "Then you drive a luxury car because..."

   "That car is fast," Xiao Li said, "to save commute time."

   Good guy, this is not a domineering president, this is a thrifty workaholic.

   Xiaolan suddenly felt balanced.

   "What do the rest of you want to eat? Is it also Mala Tang?" Xiao Li suddenly waved his phone and said.

   "Ah? Yes..."

   "I'm fine..."

   "Is it really so late?"

   "There are some," Xiao Li said, "then let me order a Mala Tang too."

   Half an hour later, when the group of people gathered around the table and ate Mala Tang in full swing, Xiaolan suddenly felt very moved.

   This is the first time she has eaten with a rich man, and the food is still Mala Tang.

  The strong Mala Tang smell spread out in the restaurant, and suddenly, there was a door opening from outside the restaurant.

   Then, a woman's shout exploded.

   "You stinky boy! Eating that junk food in the middle of the night! I'm sorry!"

   (end of this chapter)