Chapter 512 (1/2)

Zhang Wenyue's eyelids leaped slightly and blurted out:

”is he also carrying bricks on the construction site?”

Ye sang Leng Leng, cat's eye flashed doubt, sweet voice, subconsciously shook his head, for his father to prove: ”he does not move bricks.”

Only Huo Yao and Su ye are poor.

Father Su eats instant noodles every day.

Sleep in the club every day.

No money yet.

Ye sang can have such a wrong understanding, but also thanks to Su Ye's previous poor team leader's creation is too successful.

As a result, he is the richest man in his family. In the eyes of his daughter, he is still a poor man.

Zhang Wenyue rubbed his temple and felt that the more he said, the more ridiculous he was?

What about Huo Yao and Shen dad.

It's a mess of people.

Where can a child get so many dads?

“……”

Zhang Wenyue slightly sat up straight, looked at her from the front and said, ”children, do you know your father's telephone number?”

Ye sang shook his head blankly.

The little milk sound is a little longer, and ”I don't know ~”

is also true.

You can't even remember the number of the ghost.

Ye sang lowered his head and hugged his dog silently. The other party put out his tongue and licked her. The little guy blinked his cat's eye, and his voice was soft: ”uncle, can you send mulberry to the door of the company?”

Her voice was pathetic, imploring.

Zhang Wenyue was silent, ”yes.”

The problem is

”Which company are you in? Do you know which company? ”

He is also a social elite. Domestic enterprises and companies have heard of him more or less. As long as it is not too remote, Zhang Wenyue should have heard of it.

Ye sang racked her brain to think about her father's company. Then she raised her head and told her name confidently.

Zhang Wenyue was quiet again for a few seconds.

Hawthorne?

Which Huo?

Is it the one he knows?

Zhang Wenyue is not sure, but he calms down for a few seconds, leans back in the chair, and tries to control his impulse to hit people. He says, ”is your father in Huoshi? Is it true? ”

”And more.” He paused, and then asked, ”even if your father is really in Hodgson, the problem is that we can't get in.”

Ye sang thinks so.

She changed her mind and put her little face next to her, ”then wait until dad gets off work ~”

so that she can stop him.

The little guy raised his hand and patted his cerebellar pouch melon.

She is such a clever child.

Zhang Wenyue's mouth slightly puffed.

I also know how to think in transposition.

All right.

It happened to be off duty today, and he also had time to accompany the child to make monkey business here.

Zhang Wenyue once again sighed at his kindness.

It's a good thing that other people don't drop her when they meet a child with a missing head.

He also worked hard to help her find her father.

Zhang Wenyue sighed at the bottom of his heart and drove his car to the position of the company.

This time, it was almost noon. Ye Sang was lying in the car and had a sleep. One person and one dog were quiet, and the sleep was very sweet.

The bag was left in the car.

Zhang Wenyue leaned over to help her pick it up. There were some children's toys in it. They were small and delicate, and they looked valuable.