Chapter 850, hide like before!

Quiet. Breathe.

The father and daughter looked at each other stubbornly.

"Jang Hepburn, you disappoint me so much. You disappoint me so much." Zhang Zhuoli said with a flushed face, covering his chest. He has high blood pressure, and his blood pressure soars when he quarrels with others.

"Zhang Zhuoli, you have disappointed me so much. You have disappointed me so much." Zhang Hepburn looked at him coldly and said, "If you were not such a philistine, we could still be friends."

"A philistine?" Zhang Zhuoli's voice suddenly rose by countless decibels. "You call me a philistine? Why am I a philistine? How am I a philistine? What's wrong with trying to let your family live a better life? Give your home an extra layer

What’s wrong with insurance?”

"To let your family live a good life?" Zhang Hepburn sneered. "How can you have the nerve to say this?"

She pointed at her red and swollen cheeks and shouted angrily: "Is this what you call a good life? Or do you mean that you have never regarded me as a family member?"

"Jang Hepburn, you know the reason."

"Yes. Of course I know the reason." Zhang Hepburn said. "In order to please the cripple, you have to sell your daughter?"

"I'm not trying to please that cripple." Zhang Zhuoli was also very angry. Why couldn't his daughter understand all his hard work? "I'm trying to save our Zhang family. You don't know what your father does? Our Zhang family relies on

You don’t know what started the business? Whose coal kiln has never had an accident? Whose well has never buried anyone? No one from above is pursuing the case, so we can just pay some compensation to the family members. If there is someone from the top, our coal kiln will be closed down.

Now, even your brother and I have to go to jail—"

"Who are Youjia? They are the creators of this game, they are the enforcers of all the rules. They want you to live so that you can live. They want you to die, and they can drown us with just a spit -

- Nomad comes to our door, can we refuse? He holds the handle of our family, can I dare to refuse?"

Zhang Zhuoli sat down on the sofa, looking tired both physically and mentally, and said, "I do it for this family too."

"So, you made me pay for the wrong things you did?" Zhang Hepburn did not accept this explanation. "You want to hide your crimes, so you let me harm others. You raised a daughter to solve your problems? No wonder you said

It’s better to raise a dog than to raise me. Now it seems that it’s really not as good as——”

"Jang Hepburn——" The veins on Zhang Zhuoli's forehead jumped. His daughter had this ability. Every time the two of them quarreled, he would be so angry with her that he would burst into smoke.

"What? Did I say something wrong? Isn't that what you just said?" Zhang Hepburn said unwillingly.

"Is Tang Zhong that important to you? More important than your parents and brother? Just give that cripple You what he wants - why bother to make him angry? Why bother to risk the lives of several members of our family?

Take me to prison? Have you ever thought about the consequences? You are not young anymore. Do you think about the consequences?" Zhang Zhuoli said with earnest persuasion.

"Of course Tang Zhong is not as important as his parents and family." Zhang Hepburn looked at his father with a serious face and said: "But just because he is not as important as you, I want to find ways to harm him? I want to expose his secrets and scandals

?I want to poison him with drugs? I want to indecently rape him?"

"you--"

"I know he is not a good person, but he has never harmed me. Not only has he not harmed me, he has also saved me and helped me - and I also like him a little bit. Tell me, why should I harm him?

?Because of that lunatic’s request? If they threaten your life and ask me to strip naked and run naked in the city square, should I go?"

"——"

"Maybe I really went there at that time. It was to save your lives. Besides, I'm not in bad shape either. But why should I kill someone for him? In order to cover up the incident in your mine, you asked me to kill someone for you."

He kills people? And he kills the people closest to me? He kills my friends? "

"——"

"Do you have such a thing as an IQ?" Hepburn asked.

"Why are you talking to your dad?" Zhang Zhuoli jumped up, as if he was going to attack Zhang Hepburn again.

"I'm just curious about whether you have such a thing as an IQ." Zhang Hepburn said.

"I don't have it, but you do? If you were me, what would you do? Your choice would be the same as mine." Zhang Zhuoli asked rhetorically.

"If I were you, I would never allow something like this to happen. If you standardize your operations, make rectifications within a time limit, and report problems immediately, will something like this happen? Will someone get caught?"

"It's easy for you to say. Do you know how much it costs to do those things? Do you know how much time is wasted? All the coal mines around are like this, and we are the only ones stupidly running to rectify and report it? I-did I?

Is there such a thing as IQ?”

"Since you are so confident and confident, why are you so angry now? Why do you ask me to help you solve the problem again?"

"Jang Hepburn, can you be more reasonable?"

"Who is being unreasonable?"

"——"

After the quarrel, there was another long silence.

Zhang Zhuoli feels that his daughter does not understand him, is playful and willful, and does not care about the safety of his family and the lives of his relatives.

Zhang Hepburn felt even more uncomfortable. On one side was his parents and brother, and on the other side was his teammate, friend, and even Tang Zhong, whom he even liked a little bit. Because of one person's interference, he wanted to frame his lover for the sake of his family——

"It's true that ugly people make mischief. You are so ugly, why don't you just stay at home and run around and frighten the children? Even if you don't frighten the children, what should you do if you frighten the flowers and plants? You have problems with your legs. That was created by God for your travels.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha, who hinders you from disobeying God's will and will definitely be punished, will not let you go -"

"What did you say?" Zhang Zhuoli looked at his daughter inexplicably mumbling such a long paragraph and looked at her in confusion.

"It's nothing. I'm cursing." Hepburn said. "Is your lesson over? If it's over, I still have something to do. Bye."

"Zhang Hepburn, stop here." Zhang Zhuoli quickly jumped up and stood in front of Zhang Hepburn. "You are not allowed to leave?"

"What? Haven't you finished teaching me a lesson?" Zhang Hepburn showed her habitual mocking expression on her face again. This expression is extremely lethal, and most people will get angry when they see it. "Are you saying you haven't beaten enough?"

She pointed at her face and said, "Just smoke. I will leave when you are tired of smoking."

"You——" Zhang Zhuoli was choked to death by his daughter again. He raised his hand, but he couldn't pull it away.

He looked at Zhang Hepburn with bloodshot eyes and said softly: "Benben, listen to dad, don't go back yet."

"Why?"

"Because Nomad is very angry now. He seems to have been caught by Tang Zhong and suffered a big loss. I suspect that if he wants to take revenge on Tang Zhong, he will also take revenge on you. If you go out at this time, wouldn't you just provide him with something?

Any chance? What if he takes you away? "

"You think too much, I won't give him a chance." Zhang Hepburn said. "Besides, I will always be with Tang Zhong. If he wants to take revenge, he will take revenge on Tang Zhong first. What does it have to do with me?"

Zhang Zhuoli grabbed his daughter's shoulders and screamed angrily: "I said you are not allowed to go out, so you are not allowed to go out. You are not allowed to step out of this room without my permission. I am watching you here, and there are people guarding you at the door.

Don’t even think about going out."

"What if I have to leave?" Hepburn looked into his father's eyes and said stubbornly.

"You——" Zhang Zhuoli raised his palm again.

In the end, the slap did not go down.

He gently stroked the bruises on his daughter's face and said with moist eyes: "Benben, next time daddy hits you, you must hide - hide like before."

"What kind of music is easiest to promote now? Yes, it is Chinese style. Chinese style is the classical essence of Chinese music and existed thousands of years ago. However, the music at that time was relatively monotonous and the way of playing was relatively simple. Today's Chinese style

It will add a lot of fashionable elements.”

Ye Qingyang held a stack of music scores in his hand and was seriously explaining some professional knowledge to Tang Chonglin Huiyin.

"Your "Maple Sound" is a relatively successful example. Handsome men and beautiful women, artistic lyrics and beautiful melody are the guarantee of a big hit. Therefore, we still have to try to make a piece of Chinese-style music in the new album. Hmm

, we are considering just one song for the time being. If there are good works, we can even consider adding two or more songs to it - although we are not singers who specialize in Chinese style, such songs can easily help us expand our popularity.

"

Ye Qingyang pulled out a piece of paper from the folder and said: "Look, this is a song I asked the lyricist Zi Yi to help me write - "Heart Medicine". You take a look at it first, and then we can discuss what to do."

Make this music good."

Tang Zhong and Lin Huiyin took the paper and each looked at the lyrics on the paper.

The wine flag turns yellow in the ancient town

Write the past on bluestone

Time passes without thinking

Memories are mottled on the courtyard wall in history books

The sound of pine waves passes through the dining hall

The breeze carries a touch of medicinal fragrance

Grab three liang of Rehmannia glutinosa

Can't heal the humble wounds of the world

Drink a bowl of scalding moonlight, hold a piece of paper and look at the mountains and rivers in the distance

Resting on your sword and waiting for dawn, the yellow sand here will be sparse -

When Tang Zhong and Lin Huiyin were reading the lyrics, Ye Qingyang looked around, then raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said angrily: "Where's Zhang Hepburn? Why didn't Zhang Hepburn come? We obviously made an appointment to rehearse the new song here this afternoon.

——Why does she have such an attitude towards doing things? Humph, she doesn’t respect music.”

"——"

Tang Zhong knew how much Ye Qingyang valued music, and was afraid that he would be angry because Zhang Hepburn 'disrespected music', so he said, "I'll give her a call."

He took out his mobile phone and made a call, but what rang on the phone was: "I'm sorry, the mobile phone you dialed has been turned off."

"Look, look -" Ye Qingyang was annoyed. "Is this her attitude towards music?"

Tang Zhong frowned. Usually, Zhang Hepburn would not turn off his phone when there was nothing going on. Is it because the phone is out of battery?
Chapter completed!