Chapter 486 Alexandre Dumas, Fils and Alexandre Dumas Père

Yifei and Yumo, who were choosing cosmetics, stopped when they saw Zhang Wei coming in.

Although they had great confidence in Zhang Wei, when it came time to reveal the result, they both held their breath in unison.

Yifei and Yumo looked at Zhang Wei carefully, and when they saw that his hands were empty and his expression was not strange at all, they let out a cheer.

"yes!"

Yifei and Yumo high-fived, their eyes filled with ecstasy.

"Zhang Wei, you are so great!"

"Yes, Zhang Wei, you are indeed the most classy man in the love apartment!"

"..."

Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, and then immediately wanted to understand why these two people were so happy.

Facing the continuous compliments from Yifei and Yumo, he felt a little embarrassed, and his dark face was heading towards a red face.

He tried to control his pride and complacency, trying to look more stable: "It looks like I have accomplished something great."

"Of course, Zhang Wei, you are our hero!"

"That's right, you really gave us a bad breath!"

Yifei and Yu Mo both stood up and welcomed Zhang Wei in. Then one of them brought tea and water, and the other asked after him, which really made Zhang Wei feel like a master.

"That is, if you want me, Zhang Wei, to pay for the amulet, there is no way."

Zhang Weiyun took the tea handed by Yifei calmly, blew the tea like a veteran cadre, and took a sip.

Yifei and Yumo had bright smiles on their faces, and they knew that Zhang Wei, the brave man, could only get in and out.

"It just so happens that you are all here, let me ask by the way..."

As he spoke, he took out a dozen amulets of various sizes from his trouser pocket.

There are Taoist talismans, Buddhist Guanyin pendants, Christian crosses, a pair of ancient Egyptian-style armbands, Viking-style amulets, and even a Hindu Shiva Linga...

"What amulets do you think it would be better for me to bring into the examination room on the day of the examination?"

The smiles on Yifei and Yumo's faces instantly turned to stone.

The two of them jumped up as if they were struck by lightning. Yifei looked at Zhang Wei in disbelief, and her voice was so surprised that she said, "Zhang Wei, didn't you say you don't know how to buy amulets?" ?”

Zhang Wei nodded innocently: "Yes, I didn't pay for it."

"Then where did you get these amulets?"

Yu Mo narrowed his eyes and asked with the last trace of luck: "Could it be that Alexandre Dumas gave it to you?"

"That's not true."

Zhang Wei's thief smile revealed a bit of cunning and cunning on his extremely decent face.

"Zi Qiao's godfather originally planned to sell the amulet to me, but after my argument, all my payment was waived.

"My godfather said that I can take these things away as long as I pay a deposit, and I will talk to Ziqiao after I finish my law exam.

"If I fail the exam, these amulets will be given to me by my godfather for free, and the deposit will be returned in full.

"If I pass the exam...hehe, the deposit will still be returned in full, but I will have to pay more or less to buy a few amulets, and then return the rest to Ziqiao."

Zhang Wei held the tea handed to him by Yifei, leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs.

"How about it, am I particularly powerful?"

Yu Mo's eyes widened in disbelief. She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "...So you ended up spending money on Zi Qiao's godfather!"

"This is the deposit! Deposit!"

Zhang Wei corrected: "Deposits are usually regarded as temporary deposits or pending refunds. They are not actual expenses. Do you understand the law?"

"We don't understand!"

Yifei and Yumo shouted angrily.

It doesn't matter whether the deposit counts as actual expenditure. The point is that Zhang Wei shouldn't let him get a penny from him.

Their purpose was to defeat Alexandre Dumas, not to let Zhang Wei come over to educate them on the law.

Yifei snatched the tea from Zhang Wei's hand, took a big sip and drank it all.

"no……"

Zhang Wei looked down at his empty hands, the expression on his face was indescribable.

Did you say I was your hero? Isn't this change of attitude too fast?

And the deposit does not count as actual expenses.

"Damn! We only remember that he is a tough guy who doesn't pull any punches, but we actually forget that he loves to take advantage of others."

Yifei turned to look at Yu Mo angrily: "Zhang Wei is unreliable now, Yu Mo, what do you think we should do?"

"No, how could I just..."

Zhang Wei wanted to defend himself, but was met with a death stare by Yifei. He immediately curled up his neck and remained silent.

Yu Mo adjusted his glasses, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, don't blame me for using the trick!"

"oh?"

Yifei became curious.

"oh?"

Although Zhang Wei still didn't know what happened, he was still curious about Yu Mo's trick.

"Originally I didn't want to use this trick, but I didn't expect Zhang Wei to be so useless."

"I……"

Zhang Wei spoke again, this time he was controlled by Yu Mo's petrifying gaze.

He lowered his head depressedly and muttered unconvincingly: "The deposit is not considered actual expenditure in the first place!"

Yu Mo snorted and took out his phone again.

Almost instantly, the expression on her face turned into a pitiful one about to cry.

Yu Mo felt aggrieved and sent a voice message.

"Nan Feng, someone is bullying me~~~"

"Hey~~~"

Yifei and Zhang Wei simultaneously cast extremely contemptuous glances at Yu Mo.

Is this what you call the ultimate move?

Pooh! a shame!

…

Zi Qiao, dressed in a swimsuit, whistled and pushed open the door of 3602.

Today, he and Xiao Hei had planned to go to the newly opened swimming pool in the community to see the beauties in swimsuits, but while they were watching... there was a little accident.

Good news: the swimming pool is full of beauties in swimsuits.

Bad news: I caught a glimpse of my ex-girlfriend when I peeked at the beauty in a swimsuit.

Even worse news: three of them were spotted at once.

Worse news than this: the three of them happened to have consecutive numbers.

The worst news: the three of them know each other, two of them are sisters and the other is their aunt.

Depend on! ! !

Zi Qiao dared to swear on his sexual happiness for the rest of his life that this incident was definitely a coincidence.

Although I am a scumbag, I still have a bottom line.

At most, he only dared to think about such dirty things like flirting with his elder sister, dating his younger sister, and kissing his younger sister to flirt with his aunt.

Unfortunately, the three of them did not believe this explanation.

In order to avoid becoming the front page headline of the apartment gossip weekly again, Zi Qiao decisively sacrificed Xiao Hei and sneaked back.

Xiaohei, good brother, brother, I will never forget the sacrifice you made for me.

Zi Qiao opened the door and looked up to see Guan Gu chatting with a gray-haired old man.

"Guangu, this is your guest." He asked curiously.

Dumas stood up gracefully and opened his arms towards Ziqiao with a smile on his face.

"Call daddy!"

Zi Qiao was stunned at first. He was originally in a bad mood because of the incident at the swimming pool. He was instantly healed by the ecstasy of seeing each other after a long separation.

"Dad? Why are you here!"

He rushed forward excitedly, and the father and son hugged each other tightly.

Alexandre Dumas patted Ziqiao on the shoulder and said, "I will come back to China to see you and see my proud godson."

The two burst into laughter.

"I saw your blog on the Internet, and your address is there. You won't blame me for coming uninvited, right?"

"How is that possible!"

Zi Qiao hugged Alexandre Dumas tightly again: "Dad, it's great to see you."

Alexandre Dumas, who claimed to have wandered around the world for decades and experienced countless storms, stretched out his hand and patted Ziqiao's head gently, with tears faintly flashing in his eyes: "Me too."

[A bit darker than before, but also a bit stronger. 】

[Okay, okay, little Dumas has grown up. 】

Guan Gu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zi Qiao coming back. Although Zi Qiao's godfather was very humorous, well-spoken, well-informed, and hit the mark, he was an elder after all.

It was really stressful for him to be alone and chatting with strange elders for so long.

"Ziqiao, please treat your godfather well, and I will go back to the bedroom to draw."

"Thank you Guan Gu." Zi Qiao patted Guan Gu on the shoulder gratefully.

After Guangu entered the room, Ziqiao and Alexandre Dumas sat down on the sofa.

He asked casually: "Dad, I heard that you went to Brazil?"

Alexandre Dumas nodded: "Yes."

"Is it hot in Africa?"

As soon as Ziqiao said this, Alexandre Dumas sneered: "Brazil, Brazil is South America."

"I just said that you have gone to too few places. You should have accompanied me to go abroad to practice with me back then."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you go to less places, but you always have to do your homework. Otherwise, in our line of work, your secret will be revealed as soon as you talk."

Zi Qiao smiled nonchalantly: "Dad, I'm just a half-way monk, how can I compare with you?"

"You are the originator of our circle, otherwise why would others call you Alexandre Dumas?"

Alexandre Dumas sighed quietly: "Alexander Dumas is old, and little Dumas has grown up."

Zi Qiao knew that his godfather had always refused to accept old age, but time hastened the growth of people, so he could only change the subject and asked: "By the way, Dad, are you still doing business in Brazil?"

Alexandre Dumas shook his head, his tone vaguely complacent: "Don't mention it, it's too difficult to do business with those people.

“It’s okay if everyone calls me Ronaldo. I’m obviously stupid, but I still think I’m cheating them.

"Ziqiao, tell me, are there any fakes in the things I sell?"

Zi Qiao twitched the corner of his mouth in confusion: "...That's not true."

There are no fakes, but when have you ever sold something useful?

As for those Brazilian Ronaldos, can they understand mooncakes?

Although his father has always taught him that the highest level of sales is to be able to sell to others what they need least at any time, but this sentence does not mean that you can only sell to others what they need least! ! !

Just as he was complaining silently in his mind, Alexandre Dumas continued: "So not long ago I went to Moscow to sell fans, and there was no one there to compete with me for this market."

Zi Qiao nodded silently.

Very good, as expected, each of the things sold is more useless than the last.

He waved his hand and skipped these boring pleasantries. After all, he had never doubted his father's talent in sales.

Ziqiao leaned forward silently, and raised his eyebrows at Alexandre Dumas with a swaying look on his face: "Dad, how do you think of the pretty girls in Moscow?"

Alexandre Dumas, who had been acting gentlemanly and elegant in front of Guangu and the others, finally showed a smirk that was exactly the same as Zi Qiao's.

"The beauties in Moscow are very unrestrained."

"What about men?"

"Are you still interested in men now?"

"...Just pretend I didn't ask."

Zi Qiao looked at Dumas, with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Dad, are you going to settle down this time?"

"It depends on what you say."

Dumas smiled and shook his head: "I have always told you that I am a free cloud. I go wherever the wind blows. All places are just temporary inns for me."

As he said this, he looked up and looked around, looking at this small suite with a scrutinizing look.

"But you did find a prison with a pretty good environment."

"It's an apartment." Zi Qiao corrected.

"Apartment, apartment."

Dumas nodded very perfunctorily.

He made a gesture to Zi Qiao, like sharpening a knife to a pig or sheep: "By the way, have you made any [gains] recently?"

From this gesture, it can be seen that the gains Dumas said are not gains between men and women.

Ziqiao paused, and replied with a little uneasiness: "Godfather, I'm not doing this job recently."

"Oh..."

Dumas nodded silently. He had expected it in his heart. After all, if you want to settle down for a long time, you have to make sacrifices.

But he wanted to confirm another thing.

Dumas asked directly: "Is your ex-girlfriend still living in the place you share the rent with now?"

Ziqiao blurted out subconsciously: "Dad, how do you know?"

"Haha, Dad, I know everything."

Looking at Ziqiao's expression, Dumas completely confirmed Yifei's identity.

Here it comes