But it's useless to think about this kind of thing. Ning Dai didn't know that the lottery ticket would definitely win the prize. Besides, that lottery ticket belonged to someone else after all, not hers.
And Shen Herong, after finally becoming a billionaire, successfully came to Anlan City. The bonus of 1.3 billion was only about 800 million, and the other 500 million was tax-free. In addition, there are donations. Shen Herong is not stingy with those, so he donated a lot.
What's more, before owning 800 million yuan, his assets had already reached more than 30 million yuan, and he was not afraid of being unable to live because of money.
Still wearing ordinary and clean clothes, Shen Herong appeared in an alley in Anlan City. This is Anlan's old alley. In the early years, it was said that it would be demolished, but it was not demolished in the end. Over time, The people inside have all moved out, leaving only those who live here from other places.
According to the address of 666, Shen Chongjun's address was found. The appearance of Shen Herong brought a little life to such a lifeless alley. They look too similar.
And Shen Herong finally came to the door of Shen Chongjun's house and stood there. There was no doorbell here, and he could only knock on the door, and there was no movement inside.
[The other party must be drunk and sleeping, host, you should work harder! 】
666 is very active, like when he was on the plane, and now compared to 438, he likes chatting with Shen Herong very much.
Shen Herong increased his strength, and the door that seemed to be crumbling made a loud noise. After a while, the door finally opened, and a thin man in a black T-shirt appeared in front of the door, his hair was messy. On the head, the hand that opened the door seemed to have become terribly white due to the long-term dark life, and the collarbone exposed under the clothes was also terribly white.
Shen Chongjun who opened the door brought a smell of wine and rot, which made Shen Herong frown involuntarily.
When Shen Chongjun saw Shen Herong, he was also taken aback.
"…Who are you?"
His voice was a bit hoarse, and he even had a scraping feeling. When he was framed, not only his hands were broken, but his throat was also broken.
Shen Herong felt that he had already accepted this person's decadence, but now, the other person's situation was much worse than he imagined.
"I am your son." Shen Herong said, taking out the materials he had prepared a long time ago.
"Do you remember the experiment twenty-six years ago? I look almost the same as you."
Shen Chongjun didn't look like a man who was almost fifty years old at all at this time. Although he was a bit sloppy, he still looked very young. Even after drinking, he gave people an indescribable sense of art. People say that people who are ugly look at their faces, if they dress up like this, they are probably ugly.
When he got this information, Shen Chongjun remembered that he joined this experiment, or in other words, he joined this experiment passively.
But he has long heard that the laboratory is not working. It is said that not long after the official start of the experiment, the laboratory was purged by the state, and there is no one in it. Now...
"You come in first." Shen Chongjun offered the invitation, but Shen Herong shook his head.
"It's too dirty, I don't want to go in, let's go to the cafe outside."
When I came here, I saw the coffee shop outside. It was morning, and there was no one inside.
Shen Chongjun didn't get angry when the other party was so upright. He also knew that his home was really dirty, so after thinking about it... he said.
"Then wait for me for a while, I'll change my clothes."
He didn't know if the person in front of him was his son, but the other person came to him, and even looked exactly the same as his own, which made Shen Chongjun have a good impression of Shen Herong, even if the other person came to deceive him, he already had nothing , what else can be deceived?
After a while, Shen Chongjun changed his clothes. When he came out again, his messy hair was tied on the top of his head, and he was wearing a white shirt. He was very clean, but he looked even weaker. The year is very decadent.
The two soon came to the coffee shop, and Shen Chongjun began to look at the information seriously, knowing that the child in front of him was a survivor of the laboratory.
"How...how did you know I was your father?"
Shen Chongjun, who is not married and is almost fifty years old this year, can't imagine that he suddenly has a son, and the son is so old, it seems...it seems to be twenty-four years old.
"I'm not sure. My genes are composed of genes from five men and one woman. The most similar appearance is you and Shen Baiyu. I investigated Shen Baiyu. He is an illegitimate child. My father must not It may be an illegitimate child, so I came to you."
Staring blankly at the child in front of him, and hearing the other party say that he is composed of the genes of five men and one woman, Shen Chongjun had a strange feeling in his mind for the first time.
So... doesn't the other party have five fathers and one mother?
"Then...then what's the reason why you came to see me?" Seeing that the other person looked almost exactly like him when he was young, it was difficult for Shen Chongjun to have any ill feeling towards Shen Herong in front of him, so he was a little curious, why this child was looking for him.
Sitting there, Shen Herong's good-looking appearance under the refraction of the sun was shockingly beautiful, but after hearing this again, he frowned, looked at the man in front of him who didn't seem to want to be responsible, and complained.
"I'm your child, shouldn't I come to you? You don't want to recognize me?"
His accusation made Shen Chongjun a little nervous, and he quickly waved his hands.
"No, I feel very kind when I see you. Since you have investigated, I should know that I have never been married and have no other children. If you are my son, I will be very happy."
Shen Chongjun's heart was still complicated. A son suddenly appeared. This was a very strange thing for him who had always been single and had enough to eat.
"Then let's go for an appraisal, and we'll know when the results come out." Shen Herong was almost certain that he was related by blood to the man in front of him, otherwise, he wouldn't endure his discomfort and talk to the man in front of him, Shen Herong The obsessive-compulsive disorder finally couldn't bear it.
He got up suddenly and came to Shen Chongjun. When Shen Chongjun was still sitting there in a daze, he stretched out his hand and buttoned the top button of Shen Chongjun's white shirt, which made him feel comfortable.
"I have a very severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. In front of me, don't wear clothes and don't button them."
This will make him very uncomfortable.
The closer Shen Chongjun came into contact with this child, the more he felt that the bond between bloodlines made him feel very magical. When the other party said this, he nodded immediately.
"Well, I will definitely buckle it up next time."
The two seemed to have reached a consensus in this way, and then went directly to the hospital by car. Two hours after the appraisal was completed, the two talked a lot. Shen Chongjun was almost curious and asked how Shen Herong could eat people in this place After living in such a society, Shen Herong didn't hide anything, and shared his experiences along the way.
"Here's your testimonial."
The doctor came over and handed the certificate to Shen Chongjun. This year, Shen Chongjun really wanted to say that he was forty-seven years old, but because of his good looks and the fact that he stayed at home after being hit, he was not really old. He didn't look energetic, Shen Herong saw him messed up before, he looked like a tramp.
Holding this appraisal certificate, Shen Chongjun's hands were trembling. During the two hours of waiting, he had already begun to imagine how wonderful it would be if the child was really his, so at this moment, he unexpectedly Nervous and trembling.
Just as he was considering whether to open the certificate, Shen Herong stretched out his hand and took the certificate away. When he opened it, it showed that it was a father-son relationship.
"Well, I am your son."
As he said, he put the certificate of appraisal back in Shen Chongjun's hands. Shen Chongjun was even more excited when he saw the result. After all, as a man, he still had expectations for his offspring. For so many years, Shen Chongjun hadn't married and had children because he was afraid of himself. I can't be responsible for other people's future, but now, a son suddenly came...
"Then, that He Rong, let's go home?"
I don't know why I feel a little uneasy in my heart, Shen Chongjun suddenly feels that his depravity for many years is simply unreasonable. If he knew that he had a son, how could he be like this? Now that he has nothing, and his son has come to join him, he doesn't know what to do. For a moment, Shen Chongjun's mood is really up and down.
"The house you rented is too dirty. I won't go. I'll buy a new one."
Shen Herong takes it for granted, he has a strong cleanliness obsessive disorder, and obsessive-compulsive disorder also requires a very good living environment.
"Okay, buy it, I still have money here, you can buy any house you want."
Shen Chongjun, who has been depraved for many years and has nothing, is not without money. In fact, he still has more than 20 million yuan. Otherwise, he would not be able to stay at home and live such a degenerate life. It’s just that his hands and tongue are broken, and he can no longer engage in the catering business. This is a huge blow to him, he still has the money to buy a house.
Then the two of them spent two days buying a hardcover house, a nest of more than 8 million yuan, which was given by Shen Chongjun. In the past two days, he suddenly became energetic, full of enthusiasm every day, and even thought about it. I want to invest the more than 10 million yuan I left behind to see if I can earn more money to support my son.
Shen Chongjun, who suddenly became a father, wished to give this child everything he had.
This child who is connected with his own blood.
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