Just thinking about it, Han Dong asked again. "What's wrong with my leg?" Wang Zhongding was calm and didn't say a word. Han Dong suddenly thought of it and beat his brain. "Damn, why did I fall asleep? It must be out of pocket, it must be out of pocket... " While saying it, I caressed my leg with heartache, with a look of shame on my face. "Still can't keep you two ah ~" Wang Zhongding there throw over of cold eye no less than dozens. Han Dong was also shy and asked, "didn't you help me stop him?" Wang Zhongding seems to have changed his tone. "I'll stop you when you do that kind of immoral thing? It's good that I didn't screw you together. " Han Dong was scolded so much that he didn't say a word. Wang Zhongding asked for a long time: "is it still painful?" Han Dong a pair of I ache I don't say of facial expression, reply a way: "don't ache." Wang Zhongding's heartache doubled and his voice softened several times. "Come here, let me see." Han Dong obediently went over. Wang Zhongding looks at the mottled spots on his legs. He is scolding Xia Hongwei in his heart. Suddenly, he hears a wave of laughter from Han Dong. "Ha ha ha I think of a good thing Wang Zhongding knew that it was no good, but he still asked: "what's the matter?" "Can I claim insurance for my leg? Right? Is it... " Wang Zhongding coldly replied: "not necessarily, the injury level is not high enough." "How high can I get it?" "Tell me how much you want to pay first." Wang Zhongding asked. Han Dong thought about it and said, "at least ten million, otherwise the insurance will be paid in vain." Wang Zhongding nodded: "no problem, I can help you finish this task." "Well? How do you do it? " Han Dong is curious. Wang Zhongding reached out his hand. When Han Dong realized it was too late, a pair of sharp claws had landed on his leg, and he wrote a heavy stroke on the basis of the original mark. "Ah --" the next day, Han Dong and the crew took a day off to raise their legs. At noon, Wang Zhongding was busy outside. Han Dong ran to the restaurant below and ordered a meal for him. "Master, don't put chicken powder. Wang Zhongding doesn't eat chicken powder. You mix it with soup." "Wait a minute. It's too much. Pour down a little more Yes, that's right. " "The hardness and softness of rice are good today." “……” The chef made Han Dong's head sweat. He thought Wang Zhongding would not come by himself, so it would be easier to cook. Which think Han Dong this heartless guy, unexpectedly remember these tedious requirements. Finally, holding a small lunch box full of affection, he went up. As a result, Wang Zhongding just came back from outside. As soon as Han Dong hears the smell of Wang Zhongding, he knows that he has eaten, so malier withdraws the lunch box from the table. Unexpectedly, Wang Zhongding said, "I haven't had enough anyway. It's OK to eat more." As a matter of fact, Wang Zhongding is very principled in eating. There is a standard for every meal. No matter how delicious it is, no extra meal will be added. But there are exceptions. Han Dong is always Wang Zhongding's example. After dinner, Wang Zhongding was about to take a lunch break when Er Lei called. "Mr. Wang, Han Dong's adoptive parents have been found!" Wang Zhongding was very nervous. "Where did you find it?" "It's on the border between Inner Mongolia and Russia." The border between Inner Mongolia and Russia Wang Zhongding thought about it for a while, and then asked, "who are they now?" "I'm still in Inner Mongolia. I want to send them to Beijing, but I don't know the language. It takes a long time to communicate." Wang Zhongding said, "if there are not enough people, I'll send a few more. In a word, we must bring them here." "No problem." Three days later, Han Dong's adoptive parents really came all the way from Inner Mongolia. Wang Zhongding didn't tell Han Dong about it at first, for fear that he would think more. Now that his parents have come, Wang Zhongding must report it. Han Dong's reaction was surprisingly calm. "What are they doing here?" "I asked them to come," Wang said "What do you want them to do? They haven't really raised me for a few days, so they don't have any feelings. " "I just want to see it," Wang said Han Dong said lightly, "that's good." The two went to the reception room together. Han Dong's adoptive parents are dressed up in plain clothes, with a brown face and a stiff face sitting on the sofa. "Don't be nervous. We just want to talk to you." Han Dong's adoptive parents nodded and then said a bunch of words Wang Zhongding didn't understand. He turned his eyes to Han Dong: "you can just translate for me." Unexpectedly, Han Dong said: "I don't understand." "Don't you understand a word?" Wang Zhongding asked. Han Dong nodded: "I can't understand a word." Wang Zhongding couldn't help suspecting that a person who grew up in Inner Mongolia should be able to understand the local language! Even if I wandered in Beijing later, I would not forget the language of my hometown?