Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Seven

Kim Hyun-tae, who was at home with his daughter, received a call from Omar. When Omar asked if he was in trouble, Kim Hyun-tae told him about the infringement without any concealment. (To read the latest chapter, please go to: Literature Building..) [No pop-up novel network]

Omar, who heard this from Kim Hyun-tae, was shocked and unbelievable, but also very angry.

"William, I support you in prosecuting those infringers, they are simply ignoring the existence of the law, and of course you cannot back down, which will make them even more unscrupulous.

Although we don't have much ability to help you, but I can contact some students in the college to give you some solidarity. "

Thinking about it, Omar is still a high school student after all, and he was born in an area where gangsters raged like Compton, belonging to the bottom.

Therefore, it is impossible for him to give Kim Hyun-tae any strong help in this matter.

Fortunately, Omar is also aware of this, so he will do some things within his ability, such as contacting his classmates in the academy, and giving Kim Hyun-tae a little support.

He can only do so much.

Jin Xiantai also understands this, so he doesn't care too much about whether Omar can help.

But he couldn't refuse Omar's kindness.

"Thank you, thank you for standing by my side and supporting me at this time, I really appreciate you."

If you have to say polite words and express your gratitude, Kim Hyun Tae is not so stupid.

Hearing what Jin Xiantai said, Omar seemed a little angry: "Hey! William, you don't need to be so polite, you are a member of our fraternity, have you forgotten? As a member of the fraternity, you have encountered such a thing, Can Vincent and I pretend not to know?"

A high school fraternity took it so seriously, which made Kim Hyun-tae secretly feel a little funny.

However, Omar took the Brotherhood's rules so seriously, it was really hard for him to say anything, after all, this was Omar's insistence.

After Oma chatted with Kim Hyun-tae, Vincent then chatted with Kim Hyun-tae. The call lasted about half an hour before ending.

After finishing the call, Kim Hyun-tae felt warm in his heart.

After all, at this time, I can answer calls from my friends.

Listen to their words of comfort and their words of support. This feeling is still very comfortable.

Of course, Kim Hyun-tae didn't care about whether Omar and Vincent could help him or not.

After all, it is impossible for Kim Hyun-tae to expect two high school students to help him in such a matter. It can be solved, he is not so idiot.

After finishing the call, Kim Hyun-tae checked the time and found that it was already 17:00, so he got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for himself and his daughter.

Little Coco is playing with the Labrador in the living room, and she can enjoy herself with her daughter who plays with the dogs.

About an hour later, Kim Hyun-tae prepared the dinner for the father and daughter, and called his daughter to start eating.

This kind of life is very ordinary. There are no two points and passion, and even the daily repetition makes people feel a little cumbersome and impatient.

But for Kim Hyun Tae, who is essentially an old man, this kind of life is just right.

He doesn't need excitement, he doesn't need parties, and he doesn't need to be surrounded by beautiful women every night. After all, he is not a real young man.

As long as he has his daughter by his side and lives a peaceful and warm life as a father and daughter, that's enough for him.

Especially under the premise that he doesn't have to worry about financial problems, he likes this kind of life even more.

Therefore, it is no wonder that people who know him always say that he is a bit like a little old man.

this kind of day. Where are young people living.

After dinner, Kim Hyun-tae started to clean up the dining table, then went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, wrapped some leftover meals in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator.

Little Coco came to the living room alone. Sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

Two Labradors lay at Little Coco's feet, dozing there, while their four babies were playing and playing in the corner of the living room.

"Dad, when is the Powerball draw? Which channel can I watch it?"

At this time, Little Keke, who was watching TV, suddenly asked a question loudly to his father who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

"BBC, 20 o'clock."

Kim Hyun-tae, who washes dishes in hot water, heard the words. He didn't stop what he was doing, and told his daughter which channel to watch in a funny way.

After hearing the words, Little Coco picked up the remote control, tuned the TV to BBC, and then watched it seriously.

Looking back at his daughter while washing the dishes, Kim Hyun-tae really found it very funny. He had forgotten about the lottery ticket, but his daughter still remembered it.

Therefore, Kim Hyun-tae couldn't help teasing Coco: "Coco, do you think you can win the lottery? You must know that many people buy Powerball lottery tickets, but no one has won for more than a year."

Little Coco sat on the sofa solemnly, staring at the TV screen very attentively.

After hearing his father's obviously full of ridicule, Little Keke had an expression of "I'm different from them" on her little face, and responded to her father: "Coco must be able to win. Coco felt like this. At that time, there was a voice in Keke’s heart that kept saying to me, buy a lottery ticket, buy a lottery ticket, you will win.”

Haha, is there such an inside story?

The corners of Kim Hyun-tae's mouth curled up.

To be honest, my daughter's mentality is exactly the same as that of many people who bought lottery tickets.

It was thinking of this that made Kim Hyun-tae think his daughter was funny.

"Dad, you have to trust me."

"Good! Good! I believe in you and my daughter can win."

Kim Hyun-tae, who had finished washing the dishes and was about to put them in the disinfection cabinet, said a few words that were in line with his daughter's wishes with a smile on his face.

"Huh! Keke is very powerful, if you say you can hit it, you can hit it!"

The little guy crossed his hands on his chest, acting like a little adult, and his little mouth puffed up. She also heard the strong ridicule in his father's words, so the little guy was a little upset.

After tidying up everything, Kim Hyun-tae washed his hands with hot water, then left the kitchen and walked to the sofa in the living room, and then sat beside his daughter.

"are you angry?"

Ke Ke puffed up her little bun and made an appearance of 'I'm very angry', obviously hoping that the father could ask her.

Careful about my daughter. How could Kim Hyun-tae not understand.

"Get angry because Dad doesn't believe in Coco."

Kim Hyun-tae smiled and helped his daughter massage her shoulders as a gesture of flattery.

Faced with his father's flattery, it was impossible for the 'angry' little Keke to continue to be 'angry'.

"Dad! You have to trust Coco."

The little guy told his father solemnly that he must believe in himself.

It's a pity how can Kim Hyun Tae believe it.

Powerball jackpot. This is simply a joke.

My daughter doesn't know the chances of winning the lottery, that's why she speaks so childishly. After all, she is still a child, so of course it can be said.

But I can't treat this matter like my daughter.

He's not that childish yet.

But right now he had to follow his daughter's mind. to answer her.

"Dad believes in cocoa, and daddy must believe in cocoa."

"No sincerity at all."

Little Keke curled her lips, obviously hearing the perfunctory taste in her father's words.

Yo, this little one!

Kim Hyun-tae was taken aback by his daughter's reaction, and then showed a dumbfounding expression.

The bbc channel on the TV is still broadcasting even the news.

Little Keke was not interested in the news, she yawned after watching it, and looked drowsy, but the little guy was still struggling and didn't change the channel at all. Insist on waiting for the Powerball draw.

For his daughter's persistence, Kim Hyun-tae has nothing to do, so he can only go with her.

Anyway, Kim Hyun-tae believes that as long as the little guy's dream of winning the lottery is shattered after the Powerball draw, she can return to normal, so he doesn't bother to talk to his daughter anymore.

Time passed by little by little, and soon the news broadcast ended. After the three-minute commercial time, it was time for the Powerball draw.

"Dad! There's a Powerball draw. There's a draw."

After the Powerball lottery started, Xiao Keke became excited instantly, and she was no longer that drowsy. She was extremely excited.

Kim Hyun-tae couldn't laugh or cry. After all, he never cared about that lottery ticket at all, and he never even thought about becoming a lieutenant general.

But seeing his daughter so excited, he, the father, had to cooperate and pretend to be excited.

It's just that Kim Hyun Tae's acting skills are too bad, bad review!

Little by little, Powerball entered the lottery.

Little Keke solemnly took out the collected lottery ticket from her pocket. He stared intently at the TV screen, while the small-looking father Kim Hyun-tae was speechless.

At the same time, an idea popped up in Jin Xiantai's heart.

[My daughter won't become a lottery fan at a young age, right? 】

As soon as this thought came up, cold sweat broke out on Jin Xiantai's back.

No!

My daughter must not become a lottery fan.

He looked sideways at his daughter who was staring at the TV screen intently, with a troubled expression on his face.

The lottery machine in the TV screen dropped the first white ball, and the number was displayed as 10.

Little Keke quickly looked down at the lottery ticket in her hand, then turned to her father and said, "Dad, I won a number."

Cut, it's just a number, nothing to be excited about.

You know, Powerball is divided into red and white, the white ball has 69 numbers, and the red ball has 26 numbers, so you can imagine how difficult it is to win the jackpot.

Now that he has won a number, it is nothing more than a blind cat hitting a dead mouse.

But under his daughter's gaze, he had no choice but to pretend to be surprised, and cooperated with his daughter to continue the hypocritical performance.

"Ah! I won a number, it's amazing."

Ke Ke raised her small face proudly, with a look of cowhide coaxing.

"It's the number chosen by Keke himself. Keke is very good."

The little guy's mantra was spoken again.

Well, in short, Coco is very powerful... (To be continued.)