Chapter 65 The Cooked Duck Flies

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I guess, if Tang Muxin hadn't reminded me, I really didn't want to understand the joints.

In fact, it's not Hong Dali's fault, after all, he doesn't understand the Hong family's family meeting very well. In his impression, even if he really died suddenly, the property of his branch would still be controlled by his parents, and the final ownership of the property would still not be controlled by other people.

But now after listening to Tang Muxin's words, Hong Dali immediately understood. The reason why the Hong family can develop into today's giant family is because of this one, asset recovery. In other words, it is impossible for anyone in the family to lose their wealth due to certain factors, and it will only increase. Assets are tilted towards the children of the family with the ability to make money, and the asset recovery of the childless is all for this.

It is also because of this that it is extremely difficult for foreigners who want to seize the assets of members of the Hong family.

If there are children, they belong to the children, and at present it seems that they should be passed on to their sons but not to their daughters, at least the ratio is very different. As for having no children, the family simply took it back. In this way, it becomes impossible for foreigners to combine with the Hong family through marriage, and then secretly murder the children of the Hong family to seize assets.

Originally, this was a good thing, but now it seems that it has happened to me, but it may not be a really good thing-at least my body has recovered now, and this is indeed something that must be kept secret. The cooked duck flew away, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone.

He was not afraid of thieves stealing, but he was afraid of thieves thinking about him. Hong Dali didn't want to be on guard against a deadly killer who suddenly appeared on the road and wanted his own life. After all, a real killer would definitely kill himself and then commit suicide.

Thinking of this, Hong Dali only felt chilly all over his body, sweating all over his head, and whispered, "Thank you Xinxin for reminding me, but, why did you tell me this? Don't you always look at me very badly?"

"Do you think I hate you for no reason?" Tang Muxin snorted and said, "No normal person would have a good impression of a prodigal son, okay? Besides, no matter what, I am your fiancee in name after all, help me You are nothing." At this point, Tang Muxin blushed and hummed like a mosquito: "Who would want her husband to be a prodigal..."

All right. Hong Dali's impression of Tang Muxin was much better now.

Although this little girl is against her everywhere, the main reason is actually to lead her on a good path. It's a pity that this is destined to be a hopeless thing - if you don't lose your fortune, you can't exchange attribute points, and if you don't exchange attribute points, you can't become a real man. This is really an unsolvable problem, Hong Dali thought so.

What was in his heart, he couldn't speak the truth, so Hong Dali changed the subject decisively: "Okay, I know what to do. What, Xinxin, I'll go find you after school tonight, let's go and make a movie, okay?" Okay? Let’s shoot the small-budget "Wonderfully Unexpected, Great Miracle"! The cost of this micro-movie is estimated to be 10,000 yuan per episode, which is very simple."

"That's about the same!" Hearing that Hong Dali was finally not so prodigal, Tang Muxin deeply felt that her hard work was not in vain: "Then after school is over in the evening, I will wait for you in class. You must come to me, and you will not be allowed to Repent!"

"Okay!" Hong Dali just agreed when his expression changed. He didn't regret it, but his intestines were green: "I'm a good boy, what class is our Xinxin in? God, where can I go to find her after school?!"

Fortunately, Hong Dali is Hong Dali after all,

There is still some quick wit - when he arrived at school, Hong Dali pretended to sleep for a class, and then began to send text messages to Xiaoyi: "Xiaoyi, help me find a student and ask about the situation of my Xinxin's class. See if anyone bullies her or something."

Sure enough, Ling Xiaoyi didn't doubt at all that Hong Dali didn't know which class Tang Muxin was in, and just replied: "Young Master, what's the matter, is there any trouble for Young Madam?"

Hong Dali: "No, I just want to know, don't someone bully her at school. Does she have an idea?"

Ling Xiaoyi: "Yes, I got it." Soon, Ling Xiaoyi sent over all the information about Tang Muxin in school: "Young Madam is in Class Three of the Second Year, which is the key class of this Tianjing Academy. The students here are all those with excellent academic performance. The most important thing in normal times is to study, and no one bullies her. In addition, the young lady has very good grades, and she rarely talks to boys. Occasionally speaking a few words is also a learning problem. Except for Liu Mingcheng who has always had some thoughts about Mrs. Young, the others are pretty quiet, and no one has any special circumstances."

Hong Dali: "Okay, so I can feel at ease."

OK, that's it. Tang Muxin was in Class Three, Year Two, and her grades were very good. Only that idiot Liu Mingcheng was playing tricks on her.

Anyway, there will definitely be a battle between himself and Liu Mingcheng in the future, so Hong Dali doesn't care what he thinks of Tang Muxin - Tang Muxin will definitely look down on Liu Mingcheng even more, and Hong Dali is quite sure of this.

After school was over, Hong Dali picked up his schoolbag and wandered slowly to the door of the third class of the second year. Sure enough, Tang Muxin was reading in the class, and Hong Dali couldn't tell what the book was because he was too far away. Ben, this is why Hong Dali feels deeply confused.

"Ahem, Xinxin, I'm here." There was no one in the class, Hong Dali walked to Tang Muxin's side with a smile: "What book are you reading? You work so hard, and you still concentrate after school?"

"Oh, it's nothing, let's take a look at ancient Chinese history." Tang Muxin turned the book over, and the three big characters "Three Kingdoms" were printed on the front, and there was a line of small characters attached to the side: "Vernacular Annotated Edition."

"Do you like the Three Kingdoms?" Tang Muxin actually read the books of the Three Kingdoms, which made Hong Dali express his surprise: "I didn't expect you to like the Three Kingdoms, let me think about it... Well, if my Xinxin travels to the Three Kingdoms era, then it must be It must be at the level of Diao Chan!"

"That's not true," Tang Muxin proudly said, "Diao Chan is too weak, at least I want to go to the girl's high school Lu Bu!"

"Okay...okay..." Hong Dali wiped off his cold sweat: "In the future, if you have time to make a movie, you will play Lu Bu, the female version. It is a gorgeous war epic, a good choice to burn money."

"You're going to prodigal again!" Tang Muxin decisively changed the subject: "I'm hungry, let's eat quickly and then go to film "Won't You Think That!""

"Okay, what do you say?"

Immediately, the two of them left the teaching building, still following the old rules, one in front of the other, but this time the distance was a little closer than before—if the distance between the two was two meters before, it would be about 1.90 meters now...

After eating, Hong Dali's Angle Angel went straight to Chenhui Building, but Hong Dali and Tang Muxin were dumbfounded as soon as they arrived.

The square below Chenhui Building was crowded with young men and women, and many of them held signs high in their hands, which read "Li Nianwei, I love you!" "Weiwei, goddess!" "Goddess, are you My marriage!" and so on, Hong Dali glanced at it casually, and visually estimated that there were at least three thousand people gathered in such a small place, and Hong Dali's nose almost flowed out: "This... what's going on?!"