Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two The Small Days of a Family of Three
No one expected that Lu Zhenghui, who had won the Sanda Championship of the Lincheng City Public Security System for many years, would be beaten three times by a young man who looked very immature.
Moreover, these three punches were like flowing water, simple and practical. They hit Lu Zhenghui head-on, but Lu Zhenghui had no power to fight back.
What is going on? Who is that kid on the stage? Why is he so powerful?
Especially Sun Lin, she was completely dumbfounded now. Although she had known for a long time that Ren Fei knew some kung fu, who would have thought that his kung fu would be so good!
This world is so crazy!
On the stage, Lu Zhenghui, who was knocked down by Ren Fei's three punches, was already in a coma, but Ren Fei took off his gloves and threw them next to Lu Zhenghui's face, then turned over and jumped off the stage.
Too arrogant!
Ren Fei's actions stunned everyone, but Ren Fei was so arrogant, but no one dared to step forward and ask a question.
Even Lu Zhenghui has been knocked down. Who dares to go up and cause trouble now? Besides, that kid is a thorn at first sight. Didn't he say a word even if he didn't see Director Sun?
"So Director Sun, what's the next training? If you continue to insist, I don't mind playing with you." After getting off the stage, Ren Fei walked to Sun Lin in a few steps.
Seeing that Ren Fei was so strong, and looking at Sun Lin, she suddenly fell into a disadvantage, and even couldn't help but take two steps back.
"No...nothing."
Training? What a waste of time! He is a sharpshooter in shooting, and he has knocked out all the Sanda champions in Lincheng City in Sanda. Why are today’s children so scary? Are they all a pampered generation? Why is Ren Fei an exception?
"No? That's a pity. If that's the case, I'll get out of the way first. And remember, don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I'm very busy." The corners of Ren Fei's mouth raised slightly,
I asked you to trouble me for nothing, now let’s see if you still look for me!
With a cool turn, Ren Fei walked out of the city bureau, leaving only his glasses and chin on the floor.
What's going on?
The conversation between Ren Fei and Sun Lin was clearly heard by everyone present. Sun Lin was already strong enough, and she was in a position of high authority at a young age, but why didn't that guy named Ren Fei dislike Sun Lin at all?
And it seems that Sun Lin is still afraid of Ren Fei, taking a few steps back without seeing her! What is this situation?
Could it be said that Ren Fei has a stronger backstage than Sun Lin?
I have to say that many people have thought of this idea. Ren Fei does have a backstage, and Sun Lin can't provoke him. Who can afford to provoke the chief boss of the Ministry of National Security?
After coming out of the city bureau, Ren Fei first called Wang Xintong and asked them what they wanted to eat at night. Then he ran to the vegetable market and bought some vegetables and meat.
When Ren Fei returned home, Nizi was the first to greet him. Then when he saw Wang Xintong again, it really gave Ren Fei an unreal feeling of being a family of three.
It feels like Ren Fei is the father who goes out to work, Wang Xintong is the mother who looks after her children at home, and Nizi is the lively and lovely daughter...
No, no, no! This is definitely an illusion! My destiny is Sister Qian!
Although Ren Fei scratched his head again and again, the family of three lived their lives like this.
Ren Fei's life now consists of going to school during the day, helping out at Dong Qian's shop after school, then buying groceries and cooking at home, and occasionally sleeping in the same bed with Nizi and Wang Xintong at night.
Then take Wang Xintong to school together.
This rhythm is just like living at home. In just a few days, we have completely become a family.
Although Ren Fei found this a bit unbelievable, he did not reject this feeling.
On the contrary, Ren Fei felt the warmth of home for the first time in a long time. Especially when Nizi and Wang Xintong came to greet him at the door after he returned home from shopping for groceries, Ren Fei felt happy from the bottom of his heart.
But how long can this last?
Ren Fei didn't know, he didn't want to think too much, it was more important to look at the present.
"By the way, what kind of antiques does your grandfather like? Is it calligraphy and painting or porcelain and bronze?"
Although he has been living a happy life recently, Ren Fei has not forgotten that he promised Wang Xintong to help her buy antiques as a birthday gift for her grandfather.
But when it comes to antiques, the scope is quite large. Ren Fei doesn't know what antiques Wang Xintong's grandfather likes, so naturally he has to ask first.
"Well...it seems that grandpa prefers calligraphy and painting, but will it be expensive?" Wang Xintong hesitated for a moment. She didn't know much about antiques, so she could only try to figure it out based on her grandpa's usual interests.
"Do you think it will be expensive? If you want a fake, I will get it for you in minutes. But if you want the real thing, be prepared for a lot of bleeding."
"Heavy bleeding...how much is it?"
Wang Xintong was stunned for a moment by Ren Fei's words. Although she wanted to make her grandpa's birthday happy, if it cost too much, she would have to consider whether she could afford it.
"As for famous calligraphy and painting, there are hundreds of thousands to millions. This can only be said to be average. If it is better, it is not nothing, tens of millions." Ren Fei answered truthfully.
"Are you kidding me?" After hearing Ren Fei's words, Wang Xintong's forehead suddenly appeared with N tic-tacs.
Although she has some savings, is it possible for her to withdraw hundreds of thousands or millions? Let alone tens of millions! It’s simply funny!
"I'm telling the truth. If you can buy an antique for just a few hundred yuan, is it still called an antique?" Ren Fei rolled his eyes at Wang Xintong. Did she really not understand or was she pretending not to understand?
"That's true... It seems I'd better give it a gift instead." Wang Xintong is not stupid, and naturally knows the value of antiques. In fact, according to her original idea, she wanted to buy a calligraphy and painting worth several thousand yuan and give it to her when the time came.
Grandpa will definitely make his old man happy.
But now it seems that I still thought a little bit. Spending thousands of dollars to buy antiques will definitely not buy anything good, and it will be disappointing to grandpa.
"Then what are you going to give me?" Ren Fei asked Wang Xintong with a smile on his face.
"I don't know yet. Can you give me an idea?" Wang Xintong shook her head. She didn't know what to give.
"How about the Four Treasures of the Study? If your grandfather likes calligraphy and painting, he should also like the Four Treasures of the Study." After thinking about it, Ren Fei made a good suggestion.
"That's right! That's it! But I don't know much about this either, so please help me."