Qiao Zui came to Gu Junzhu's office feeling anxious.

Turning around and closing the door, he came to Gu Junzhu's desk with a smile: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

As usual, he casually wanted to sit down on the chair in front of his desk. Gu Junzhu's voice suddenly sounded: "Stand."

Gu Junzhu's voice was unusually cold. His butt almost touched the chair, and he lifted it up sharply. The drum in his heart beat even harder.

This time, his uncle seemed particularly angry.

So... what on earth did he do to his uncle?

Drinking together?

Racing?

Boxing?

Gu Junzhu leaned on the back of the office chair and looked at him coldly, "Did you say it yourself, or did I say it?"

Qiao Zui: "..."

What did this make him say?

If what he said himself was not the same thing as what his uncle knew, wouldn't he have suffered a huge loss?

He smiled apologetically, "Uncle, you still have to say it, I'm all ears!"

Seeing his playful smile, Gu Junzhu wanted to give him a few slaps. He pressed the phone on the table and said coldly: "See for yourself!"

A projected video appeared on the snow-white wall. The video showed a long winding mountain road, and several racing cars that were almost disappearing were chasing each other on the mountain road.

Qiao Zui: "..."

All right.

The thing he least wanted his uncle to know was his uncle.

He touched his nose: "I don't go often, just once in a while, on a whim..."

Gu Junzhu looked at him coldly, "Qiao Zui, do you think this is not a big deal? You think you have good skills and nothing will happen to you. You are just racing to relax, it's no big deal."

Qiao was drunk and said nothing.

He did think so.

His skills are very good and he doesn't go there often. If he goes once in a while, the chance of something happening is too small.

Although he didn't speak, Gu Junzhu knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression.

His already bad mood became even worse.

He stood up suddenly and pointed to the corner: "Stand over!"

Seeing that his face was blue with anger, Qiao Zui had a bad feeling and quickly begged for mercy: "Uncle, I know I was wrong. I promise this is the last time and I will never go there again!"

Gu Junzhu pointed to the corner and repeated: "Stand over!"

Seeing that he was really angry, Qiao Zui didn't dare to bargain anymore. He walked to the corner and stood facing the wall.

Gu Jun walked over and stood behind him: "Take off your clothes."

Qiao Zui thought about it and felt that his uncle was very angry today. He was afraid that his jokes and playful smiles could not save him. He accepted his fate, took off his clothes and threw them aside.

Gu Junzhu: "Give me the belt."

Qiao Zui bared his teeth and said, "Uncle."

"Don't you understand me?" Gu Jun asked loudly.

Qiao Zui didn't dare to speak anymore. He took off the belt from his waist and handed it to Gu Junzhu.

Gu Junzhu took the belt and without saying a word, raised his hand and slapped him on the back.

With a "pop" sound, a red streak appeared on Qiao Zui's back, and after a few seconds, it gradually turned into purple.

Qiao Zui staggered and quickly stretched out his hands to support the wall. The sudden pain made him tremble violently, but he did not say a word.

To him, this little pain was basically nothing. What made him a little unbearable was... it was so embarrassing.

He is already a father, and yet he is beaten with a belt by his elders. It is so embarrassing!

Gu Junzhu said coldly: "Qiao Zui, I pulled this belt for the old man. Do you know that there are two words in the world called 'accident'? You think nothing will happen to your racing car, you can guarantee 100% that it will not happen"
Chapter completed!