"How about it, do I want me to match you up and put Vivi and Tangyuan into the room?" Tang Feifei lay on the bed and looked at Zhang Lang with a smile.

Zhang Lang knew that Tang Feifei was not jealous, but just teased him about the things in the newspaper, but it might not be meaningless to be tempted.

Only when Zhang Lang was stupid would he follow her words, that was purely asking for trouble.

In his previous life, Zhang Lang was a prodigal son who played flowers. He had such rich experience in this area. He immediately said with a bitter face: "Wife, stop teasing, your piece of land is enough for me to plow. If you have two more pieces of land, do you want to exhaust me?"

"Why are you very tired? Then why don't you take a few months off and have a good rest!" Tang Feifei was very satisfied with Zhang Lang's answer, and said charmingly, holding Zhang Lang's chin.

"It's not a pity for a few months to waste such a fertile land? So we still have to farm hard!" After saying that, Zhang Lang turned into a cow, pushed Tang Feifei down and began to work hard.

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After a long time, the sky began to brighten. Tang Fei lay on the bed and said lazily, "You are such a bull, my land was almost ploughed by you..."

"Hehe, wife, can I understand that this is your praise for me?" Zhang Lang smiled proudly with sweating all over his head.

"Yes, you are the most powerful! You are the most powerful man in the world... Husband, I don't want to move, you can carry me to take a shower..."

"no problem!"

Zhang Lang hugged Tang Feifei and disappeared in the bedroom, appearing in the pheasant-backed hot spring pool in the Xilong Mountains.

The infinite teleportation in the territory was so brilliantly used by Zhang Lang.

A few years ago, when Tang Feifei was studying medicine in the United States, teleportation was fully developed by Zhang Lang.

Taking advantage of the time difference between the two places, it happened to be the evening in the United States during the day in China, and it happened to be the day in the United States during the evening in China. Tang Feifei teleported to the United States to study. After class, she teleported back to Xilong Villa, but it was not dawn.

Two people with strong spirits don’t have to worry about sleeping at all. They can recover by meditating for a little while.

Tang Feifei studied in the United States for three years, but no one noticed it.

Of course, this is also the diploma from Tang Feifei who does not need an American medical school. She studies only to learn Western medicine and increase her knowledge.

...

After taking a shower at the Pheasant Hot Spring, Zhang Lang returned to the bedroom with a refreshing Tang Feifei.

God knows it without a ghost.

A hearty battle, taking a hot spring bath, and your whole body is transparent.

This made Zhang Lang, who was up early, happy physically and mentally.

Unfortunately, his good mood continued until he had breakfast and was destroyed by today's newspapers.

More than a dozen pro-Taiwan newspapers including the Sun, Xingxing Morning Post, and Oriental Daily launched an attack on Zhang Lang.

He attacked Zhang Lang's charity funds, collected children under the name of charity, and carried dead soldiers in captivity.

And publish photos as evidence.

The photo is about orphans Zhang Lang arranged for people to collect from all over the world.

This is a group of people with different skin colors, ranging from several months to six or seven years old, and ages ranging from ** to **.

Children over the age of six are undergoing physical exercise.

Adding these photos are also some training photos of dark training camps in Siberia.

They are both six or seven years old and ** years old, and they are also running.

When an outsider suddenly looked like that, it really seemed like that.

It seems that Zhang Lang is really like those dark training camps in Siberia, and then uses these orphans to train the dead soldiers.

Zhang Lang threw down the newspaper and laughed angrily: "A group of brainless things, in order to blackmail me, dare to use any method!

Do you really think of my lawyer as a decoration?"

"What do you care about them? Whatever he likes to say, we don't do anything wrong, we are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!"

The blush on Tang Feifei's face, who had been practised by Zhang Lang for a night, had not yet dissipated. She held Zhang Lang's arm and persuaded softly.

"Haha! I'm fine.

They know that this matter will not affect me, they just want to disgust me!

I was really disgusted!" Zhang Lang patted Tang Feifei's hand, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

After saying that, he got up and came to the study.

Call Sun Jiahui and asked her to arrange a press conference, which was arranged at Fude Orphanage.

In addition, I notified Kwan Jinpeng to come to his office to wait for him.

Some people probably think that they are too high-profile recently and have been living too well, and they feel unhappy. They want to do something and disgust themselves.

Since you want to disgust him, you have to pay the price.

I just don’t know if they can afford this price.

After making the phone call, Zhang Lang leisurely accompanied his family to have breakfast before leaving home.

The entrance of the manor has long been surrounded by reporters in Xiangjiang and from all over the world.

Zhang Lang's car did not stop and drove out directly.

No one dared to stop the car in front.

There had been such a thing before, and a crazy reporter wanted to stop the car in front of the front of the car, but Zhang Lang directly asked the driver to hit him and pressed him over.

He deserves to be killed or injured. Anyway, he is not driving, but at most he just sued and paid for it.

What he lacks the most is money.

Zhang Lang was completely beaten by someone, not only did he pay money, but he also paid more than the judge sentenced him.

But how many are willing to take the money you earn with your life?

When a person dies, what's the use of spending more money with him?

Let others spend their lives to earn money, then live in your own house, sleep in your own wife, and beat your own children?

Even if you are not killed, are you the one who suffers in the end?

As for saying he was scolded in the newspaper.

My driver hit someone and I apologized for all the money. What else do you want me to do?

After a few times, reporters from Xiangjiang learned to be smart and knew that they would never stop Zhang Lang's car.

He really dares to collide!

Zhang Lang took a car to the orphanage and went directly to the dean's office.

The dean is nothing but Ah Fu.

In fact, the newspaper did not accuse Zhang Lang of the wrong way.

He just raises dead soldiers, but so what?

I can do it, not what you can say.

This is the first batch, and there are a large number of orphans sent here.

If I had the hat of raising a dead soldier, which country would dare to hand over the orphans to him?

"How is it? Are the kids still used to it?"

"By the master, the children are all very good! The wife has seen them all the sick...

But... some children, when they come, they lose part of their bodies forever because of war or weather... There is no way to do this..." Ah Fu is really rebelling now and is committed to doing good deeds.

When telling the children's situation, the words contain infinite compassion.

"Um!"

Zhang Lang nodded, "It's not impossible. Now that technology is becoming more and more developed, there are some things that gods cannot do, technology can do!

Those who have lost their hands or feet can install prosthetics for them.

We don’t need this little money, prosthetics can be replaced with them as they age..."

"Master, you are so compassionate, you are so kind to save the suffering..." Ah Fu sincerely knelt down to Zhang Lang.
Chapter completed!