"So, I'll tell my dad later that you are only twelve years old and are too tired." Di Jiulan expressed his understanding.

"By the way, brother, did you bring that super cool tiger back last time? " Murong Jiufeng looked at his brother with a long eye. He still remembered the tiger last time. He was lucky enough to ride it, so he was no longer interested in seeing the tiger in the zoo.

"Xiaohu, say hello to my brother." Di Jiulan said to the kitten in his arms.

"Okay, my brother's younger brother is mine." Xiaohu happily agreed.

"Brother, tease me, this is a little tiger!" Murong Jiufeng couldn't believe that the white little guy in his brother's arms was the big tiger he rode majestic back then.

"This is really a little tiger. Let's talk about it if you go home." It's good that my family knows about some things.

"Okay." Murong Jiufeng nodded.

Today, everyone watched their young master respectfully please a boy who was a little older than him. But the boy didn't refute anything their arrogant young master said, which was a strange thing.

Murong Jie frowned when he heard the secretary's report. The little ancestor of his family has always been lawless. The only thing he said was that he was back.

"Secretary Wang, let them come in." Murong Jie was happy. His eldest son was back, and it was very time to come back.

"Dad, guess who I brought." Murong Jiufeng pretended to be mysterious and asked his father, trying to keep him in a silence.

"Dad knows that it's your brother back, right?" Murong Jie deliberately did not follow his son's routine.

"Dad, you are so boring, so you can't cooperate." Murong Jiufeng pouted.

"Dad must have seen it from the surveillance camera. Jiufeng, how do you want dad to cooperate with you?" Di Jiulan came in with Xiaohu in from outside the door.

"Jiulan, I'm back." He owed his eldest son. But the innocent-faced sister Jiu educated his son very well.

"Well, I have to stay for a while, the time is uncertain. I should have to go to school. What grade should I go to at this age? Dad?" Di Jiulan asked suddenly. He really had no idea.

"You are naturally going to junior high school at your age. Don't worry, leave it to your father." After hearing this, Murong Jie knew that his son would live for a long time. He was very happy and immediately promised.

"Then I'm sorry, by the way, Dad, if I remember correctly, our company has mobile phone research and development." Di Jiulan suddenly thought of the mobile phone question he mentioned before.

"Of course there is this, Jiulan wants it?"

"Well, what color do they all have?" Di Jiulan nodded. He couldn't be too alternative.

"The main style is black and white. In order to open up the women's market, pink, red, purple and blue have been developed." Murong Jie introduced enthusiastically.

"I want four pieces, I use black myself, and I also want pink, red, and purple to send them to these three addresses." Di Jiulan heard that there were other colors, pink for his eighth sister, red for his Jun sister, and purple was naturally for his ninth sister. He always thought that purple was the most noble and best for his ninth sister.

"Okay, what else do you need?" Murong Jie understood in an instant that these three addresses were probably the addresses of the other three people in the Di family. I guess there should be one of the Ninth Sister.

"Well, it's not convenient for dad to even get the mobile phone card together." In this way, they can contact you immediately.

"No problem. Is there anything else?" There is nothing wrong with this little thing, Murong Jie agreed.

"And, Dad, Jiufeng is only twelve years old. Are you trying to force him to be a little anxious?" Di Jiulan asked.

"I don't want to do it either, but there is nothing I can do. However, Jiulan, I can slow down my progress when you come back." Murong Jie said bitterly.

"Are those old guys restless again?" Di Jiulan understood in an instant that although he was gentle, he also had a temper, as long as he did not involve his relatives and his Ninth Sister.

"Yes, I found that these old guys seem to be conspiring about something recently. Although I can handle it, I am afraid that if you come back now, you just take advantage of your identity and give your brother a chance to breathe. Sorry, Jiulan, dad is useless." Murong Jie said.

"It's nothing. I invite my uncles to welcome me tonight. It's time to knock on me. Father, Jiufeng, this is the life-saving talisman refined by Sister Jiu. You must carry it closely." Di Jiulan took out two talismans and said.

"Brother, I gave it to me, it's so shining." Murong Jiufeng understood the conversation between his father and brother, and was glad that his brother was back. Hey, it was not cold. Seeing that his father was in a wandering state, he quickly put it on his father. They were not brothers, so saving their lives is important.

"Son, you, Sister Jiu, will you ask her to go home? Whatever you do? I want to thank her." Murong Jie touched the amulet that his youngest son forced on his neck.

"No hurry, I will see you." If there is really a need, he will ask Sister Jiu for help.

After receiving the invitation from Murong Jie, the old guys had such a wonderful expression. Some of them wanted to try to suppress people with the majesty of their elders. As a result, Xiaohu was impatient and shouted a tiger's roar. Everyone was as obedient as quails. They came arrogantly and left in a dusty manner.

"Haha, brother, although Xiaohu has become smaller, he is still a king." Murong Jiufeng felt relieved and asked the old guys to bully his father.

"Who told you that Xiaohu has become smaller? I am taking care of the bodies of those people. If you have a heart disease and are scared by Xiaohu, Xiaohu will cause karma." Di Jiulan scratched Xiaohu's chin, and Xiaohu squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Brother, can you make the little tiger bigger? I want to see the majestic big tiger." Murong Jiufeng pulled Di Jiulan's sleeve and looked at Di Jiulan with envy in his eyes.

"Jiufeng, that's a divine beast, how can you insult it at will?" Murong Jie disagreed.

"It's okay, Xiaohu." Di Jiulan said it's okay.

Xiaohu jumped off Di Jiulan, moved his body, and suddenly moved, and became bigger in an instant. Seeing this, the Murong family and his son were stunned. I'll go, giant tiger.

"Brother, are you doing the little tiger to make it a white tiger? It turns out that animals can also have plastic surgery." Murong Jiufeng screamed excitedly, screaming, so cute and domineering.

Murong Jie was also shocked. He looked like a kitten in Di Jiulan's arms, but in fact he was a giant. His son was not exaggerating at all.

"No, Xiaohu has just been reborn, and now it is just a spirit beast." Di Jiulan sent a message, and Xiaohu turned back to the size of a kitten and returned to Di Jiulan's arms.

Murong Jie looked at the little tiger in his arms that was as well-behaved as a cat, and was immediately filled with fear. This was a divine beast.

"Jiulan, you can have a good rest tonight. I will choose a good school for you tomorrow. As for the phone, I have sent Secretary Wang away. I guess I will receive it tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm a little tired." Di Jiulan nodded.

"Brother, brother, I'll sleep with you." Murong Jiufeng took Di Jiulan's hand and acted coquettishly.

"I'm afraid not. I haven't reached that high-level position. The momentum on my body may not be restrained, and it will hurt you." Although Di Jiulan couldn't bear it, she refused.

"Okay." Although he was a little disappointed, Murong Jiufeng still accepted this statement. His brother is an immortal.

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