The success of the King's Tournament made Xinghuo's morale soar to an unprecedented level, and every walk was windy.

"Boss, this is the rendering of our booth at the E4 game show, and the budget for this show."

After Zhao Qizhi opened the projection in the conference room, he handed over a document.

Although it is a rendering, looking at the exquisite booth design on the screen, Fat Brother is still very satisfied, which is completely different from when he sent Xianjian to the exhibition.

Looking down at the budget table, the fat brother could no longer look away.

"3000000?!"

The fat man cried out.

"Well, dollars."

Zhao Qizhi added.

"Dollar?"

The fat brother's voice has changed, robbing money!

"The booth fee is a lot of money, and we have to send some materials from China, as well as the food, drink and Lazarus we have been here."

Fat Brother watched this budget battle, and asked tentatively: "Otherwise, let's not go..."

His own boss is good at everything, but he spends money to pursue "the ultimate cost-effectiveness". When they saw his trembling look, Zhao Qizhi, Sun Bin, and others knew that his old problems had flared up again.

"Boss, no way, you let go of your words last night!"

Zhao Qizhi said "heart-to-heart".

"Brother, just let it go!"

Sun Bin handed over a pen and dragged the budget sheet with the other, waiting for him to sign it.

After being busy with love for so long, finally sold some games, paid all the taxes and participated in the solo exhibition, and then returned to the pre-liberation period?

The fat brother walked out of the gate of Xinghuo in a daze, and spent 20 million yuan after signing it. He made a lot of money by making such a game with zero props. It is better to make such a big move than to do that kind of 999, the first rush. Dragon Slayer's Spam Page Tour...

After coming out of Xinghuo, the fat brother drove directly to the orphanage. The old director called two days ago to say that the orphanage was going to be relocated, and he had to ask what was going on.

Many large items in the welfare home have been removed, and there are many packed canvas bags under the eaves. The little guys are still in the classroom as usual, but the sudden move seems to make them very excited, and they can't stop sticking out their little brains and looking out. .

"Grandma Dean, why did you suddenly have to move the place?"

The fat brother parked the car and saw the old dean walking towards him.

"The location of our orphanage is good. I heard that this area will be flattened and redeveloped. We have found a bigger place in the suburbs, so that the children can have more space for activities."

The old dean laughed and said, in her opinion, where the welfare home is actually has no effect on the children.

One old man and one young man walked to the gate while chatting and laughing. The old dean said she was leaving. She wanted to say goodbye to her neighbors. After being a neighbor for most of her life, she moved away and wondered if she would have a chance to meet again.

After saying goodbye to the two neighbors, the fat brother and the old dean walked to a dilapidated old house.

"Lao Xu! Lao Xu! Are you at home?"

The old dean knocked on the door and asked.

"Hehe, where can I go when I'm not at home?"

An old man on a single crutch opened the door with a smile. Although his face was covered in ravines and gray, his voice seemed to be quite vigorous.

"I'm leaving. I'm here to say goodbye to you. I don't know when the next time we old neighbors want to meet again."

The dean's grandma led Zhou Bu into the house.

The furniture in the room is very old, but it has been carefully repaired by the old man. A discolored photo frame hangs on the blackened wall, and there are two faded photos in it.

On the dark table, under a large glass, there are also many photos, some of them alone, some in group photos, most of them in military uniforms, and one with a gun alone looking after the appearance of Mr. Xu when he was young. The man was all smiles, with three conspicuous medals hanging on his chest.

"This is?"

Seeing a strange young man looking at the photo on his desk, Mr. Xu asked the old dean curiously.

"Hehe, he's a chubby boy, but Zhou is not. Look at your eyes!"

The old dean laughed.

"Little fat?"

Mr. Xu exclaimed, he is a bit old but not blind, the person in front of him is too far from Xiaopang.

"Grandpa Xu, I'm fat, I've lost weight!"

Otherwise Zhou quickly explained with a smile.

"Little Fatty is amazing now."

After saying that, the old dean talked about Zhou Bubu's treatment of the children in the orphanage and the school repairs, and the old man Xu smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

"Little Fatty, didn't you always like to run to Grandpa Xu's house? You two talk first, and I'll talk to Aunt Zhang and the others."

After the old dean left, there were only Zhou Bulai, who was smiling awkwardly, and Mr. Xu, whose face gradually became colder.

Zhou Beirui tried his best to recall the memory of the original owner. When he was about to say something, Mr. Xu rubbed his cane and said:

"What did you do to that child?"

Otherwise Zhou suddenly broke out in a cold sweat!

Did he see something?

"Grandpa Xu, what are you talking about, what child?"

Zhou Beirui forced himself to calm down and smiled.

Mr. Xu ignored Zhou Bubu, and looked down at the ground, as if muttering to himself: "I grew up watching that child, he is honest and gentle, he is not like you, he may earn money all his life. Not much money."

Speaking of which, the old man Xu raised his eyes to look at Zhou Bubu, and his gentle eyes were extremely sharp at this moment.

This old man has a lot of lives in his hands!

A killing intent was approaching Zhou Beibu, making his subconscious muscles tense, and the whole person was like a dormant beast!

Zhou Beibu's momentum had just been released, and he suddenly remembered that what he saw in front of him was just a hanging old man who could not walk steadily.

"You really aren't him."

Old Man Xu's aura was even more sad.

The fat brother took a deep breath and said slowly, "He committed suicide."

On the other hand, he also deeply blamed himself. The comfortable life has been too long, isn't it, he tried it out by a veteran.

Then the fat brother walked to the door and closed the door, walked back to Mr. Xu, and for a while did not know how to explain everything.

After a long time, Mr. Xu seemed to slow down a little, sighed, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes after the vicissitudes of life:

"I can see at a glance that you are a fake, do you think your dean can't tell?"

Zhou Wuxuan was shocked again when he heard the words, and the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat!

yes yes yes! Not long after I left the orphanage, all kinds of talents came at my fingertips. Others didn’t know what was going on. Could it be that the old dean still didn’t know!

"Then you are?"

Zhou Bu's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and he stared at Mr. Xu.

"Oh, we are all muddy people, what else can't we look at."

There were whispered conversations between the two from time to time in the house. It was already night outside the house, and the welfare home and the old street under the lights were particularly charming.