Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-One: Get More Help, Lose Little Help!

Upstairs, Han Xiaoming has been staying at home honestly for the past few days!

Like today, Han Xiaoming looked at the game interface in front of him!

The game "Battle Zone" is a realistic-style battle royale game. Although Han Xiaoming has already started it from the beginning, he is also an old player, but perhaps it is the reason for his uncertainty. Today, it has been put into a box three times!

Look at the matchmaking interface of the game!

"Crack~!"

Han Xiaoming slapped the keyboard heavily with his left hand!

Fortunately, his keyboard is a Logitech mechanical keyboard worth more than 2,000. The quality is quite good, and he has not broken it! Just when Han Xiaoming was staring at the screen very unhappy!

Father Han kicked open Han Xiaoming's door directly!

Han Xiaoming, who was sitting in front of the table, heard the voice and looked up in dissatisfaction: "Who is it!"

When he was talking, Han Xiaoming didn't notice that it was Father Han who came in.

When his voice fell, he happened to see Father Han come in!

Especially when he saw Father Han's face sullen and angry!

Immediately panicked!

But he said quickly: "Dad! You just came back!"

Father Han glanced at Han Xiaoming, then at the computer screen, and suddenly became angry.

He took a few steps forward, walked to Han Xiaoming who was sitting beside him, raised his hand and took off the headphones on his head.

Then he reprimanded: "You know how to play all day! When can you do something serious!"

When Han Xiaoming heard the words, his face was not good-looking, but his eyes dodged for a moment! He had been afraid of his father since he was a child!

For Father Han, the kind-hearted Father Han and the stern Father Han are completely two extremes.

The former can't wait to pluck the stars from the sky for himself, while the latter is merciful when his legs are almost interrupted.

Honestly follow Father Han out of the room!

Father and son went downstairs!

Back in the living room, Father Han sat down on the sofa.

Then he stared at Han Xiaoming with stern eyes.

Han Xiaoming wanted to sit down, but before his butt touched the edge of the sofa, he was taught by Father Han, "Who told you to sit down! Stand up for me!"

Seeing this, Han Xiaoming, who was startled by Father Han's voice, stood up honestly.

Just wanted to speak up!

But I saw my mother walking over from the kitchen in the distance with a fruit bowl, only to hear her say with a smile: "Oh, what time is it, what does it look like your father and son are yelling like this, hurry up, let's eat some fruit together, Then rest when it's time to rest!"

Hearing what his mother said, Han Xiaoming felt a little relieved!

With my mother helping out, I shouldn't have to be beaten today!

Opposite Han Xiaoming, Father Han also glanced helplessly at his wife who put down the fruit bowl, but the sternness in his voice did not diminish at all: "Hmph~! Don't you know what this stinky boy is doing, and you are still protecting him? ?"

Of course, Han Xiaoming had some guesses in his mind, but now he thinks it should be about the car race a few days ago!

So, thinking of this, Han Xiaoming couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat!

After all, that's 100 million!

Not a small amount!

In fact, it's just as Han Xiaoming thought! Father Han asked his wife to sit down honestly, and then looked at Han Xiaoming!

Badly asked: "I ask you, how much do you think you lost this game?"

When Han Xiaoming heard the words, he secretly pouted, and then said, "Isn't it just 100 million!"

When Father Han heard this, he was almost laughed at by his own bastard: "One hundred million! Haha!"

With a sneer, Father Han continued: "You ignorant and ignorant thing, do you think you can win it with 100 million yuan! Why didn't you just call your family at that time, and the family would send you money directly. , this 100 million is only 100 million, but after Zhang Guangtai and Zhang Yuanbin, their father and son, do you think 100 million can be done?"

"Otherwise?" Han Xiaoming was quite disapproving!

At this time, Mother Han, who was beside Father Han, was quite touched. Indeed,

This next billion will definitely not be taken down!

They are all from their own family, and Father Han can't talk about selling anything, and said directly: "If it's all this one hundred million over and over, why should Zhang Guangtai help you pay with shares! Humph~!"

With a heavy snort, Father Han continued: "You promised Zhang Guangtai to help pay the 100 million yuan, which means that you owe a favor. Even if you replace the 100 million yuan, you still have to exchange a favor! Do you understand? Understand?"

When Father Han speaks, there is quite a bit of hatred that iron is not steel!

Han Xiaoming didn't care: "What kind of favors? What does money have to do with favors? Besides, even if there is one more favor, are we still afraid of anything?"

Hearing Han Xiaoming muttering in a low voice, Mother Han couldn't help but winked at him eagerly!

Isn't this a no-brainer!

Father Han was also laughed at by Han Xiaoming, he directly picked up a ruddy apple on the coffee table and threw it at Han Xiaoming: "Damn!"

Seeing that the apple was smashed into his face, Han Xiaoming directly reached out to catch the apple, and then put it into his mouth and took a bite: "Crack!"

This apple is really crisp, sweet and delicious!

Father Han's face is getting darker and darker!

Seeing this, Mother Han felt bad!

He hurriedly looked at Han Xiaoming, and pretended to reprimand: "Your dad is right to discipline you, you have never heard the sentence: Help is love, not helping is duty! Love and love, what you owe can be It's human affection! Just based on this, when Zhang Guangtai asked your father to do something, your father couldn't refuse it!"

Han Xiaoming heard what his mother said, although he felt that his thoughts were right, but there seemed to be no problem with his mother!

For a while, Han Xiaoming's face became more tangled!

Maybe it was because he was used to being flattered recently, but Han Xiaoming really didn't understand it for a while!

After struggling for a long time, a sentence came out: "But I gave him all the money back!"

Father Han has been thinking about whether he has made Han Xiaoming too free in this period of time!

Hearing this sentence from Han Xiaoming, Father Han suddenly felt that it was time for Han Xiaoming to get in touch with some of the company's business. To do business, the business ability should be strong and interpersonal communication should not be too weak!

In the past few years, this kid in his family has been in a superior state, and he is used to being flattered, so he takes it for granted.

This will not work!

So Father Han said again: "It's so simple that you think, in the future, if you are sold, you might even help them count the money. I tell you, if someone helps you, you must help them! Otherwise! , the less there is to help you, this is called more help with the right, and less help with the wrong! Do you know?"

"Got it!" Han Xiaoming deserved it quite quickly!

In fact, after listening to his father's explanation, he also understood what Father Han meant!

"...!"

Father Han frowned and glanced at Han Xiaoming!

He beckoned to let him sit down, but then he began to think about how to repay Zhang Guangtai's favor!