In order to show that he likes this kind of milk, Wu Liang bought one. Without that child, Wu Liang didn't know what he bought this thing. After they sent the girl away, Wu Liang saw that the time was almost over, so he went to meet with Tianqing to find Li Zeyao and the others.

On the way, the two of them talked about the girl they had just now. Tianqing said that the girl named Weiwei was not alive, but her parents both died in a car accident at the age of Huaji.

Before Guo Weiwei's father died, there was a very small beverage manufacturing factory, which was also the only legacy he left to his daughter.

If it were someone else, it would probably be either decadent or degenerate, but Guo Weiwei and her grandmother depended on each other and forced the processing factory to take over!

Although he had no money and could not hire any workers, Guo Weiwei used all her spare time to purchase raw materials, manufacture and process them, and then rode the tricycle to bulk goods. This persistence and perseverance moved Tianqing.

However, although this fruity milk tastes good, it is not possible to fully promote it because of its low yield. Because it is very low in recognition, the price has never been raised. Guo Weiwei has been supplying a limited number of companies, but this has been persistent for more than two years.

Wu Liang couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. Guo Weiwei looked like she was not a high school student? So, wasn't she just graduated from junior high school or high school more than two years ago? It's really hard for a little girl to bear the pain of bereavement while supporting a family.

Tianqing said that she wanted to support Vivi before, because it was too hard for her, a girl. But the girl was very arrogant and did not accept help from others. She was completely self-reliant. So whenever Tianqing came to deliver goods, she would wait for her at the grocery store, even if she helped her carry the drinks, she was considered to be her dedication.

"Do you like her?" Wu Liang asked suddenly, while Tianqing was panicked: "No, I'm so much older, I'll treat her as my sister!"

"Nonsense!" Wu Liang asked again with a smile: "Where is Luo Yan?" The girl used to be a resident singer with Tianqing in the same bar, and Tianqing should have a good impression of her.

Now Tianqing suddenly became speechless, and his face turned red immediately, and he was so whimpering that he didn't know what to say.

Wu Liang laughed a few times, and suddenly he realized that he had become so gossiped. He must have learned from that guy Xiao Qian, so he should pay attention in the future.

Although we signed a contract with Rolling Stone Golden Disk Company and received a small deposit, after discussion, we agreed to gather in the warehouse of Uncle Tao’s acquisition station.

After all, Li Zeyao and the others walked out from there, and they should not forget their roots when they are humans, and even if the food outside is good, they are not as sincere as they are made by themselves.

When Wu Liang and Tianqing arrived, they had already seen Xiao Qian's car parked outside. They walked in with the piece of fruity milk they had just bought. As soon as they entered the door, they smelled the fragrance of food from inside.

"Li Xiaoran is very cheerful, lively, and can also make good dishes..." Tianqing suddenly said meaningfully when she was about to enter the door: "If anyone can marry her, she will be blessed."

Wu Liang didn't understand what Tianqing meant, but even though Wu Liang had a good impression of Li Xiaoran, he still didn't know what others thought? Wu Liang was not sensitive to feelings at all before, which was a world of difference from his loyal friend Xiao Qian.

Walking inside, Wu Liang heard Li Xiaoran and Xiao Gan screaming. These two guys were born to be incompatible. Wu Liang smiled and shook his head to speed up his pace. He was just seeing Li Xiaoran holding a spatula and chasing Xiao Gan's butt behind and slapping.

"My ancestor, you're here!" Xiao Gan seemed to have seen Wu Liang as if he had seen a savior. He ran to Wu Liang and hid behind him: "When the little girl met, she blamed me for not bringing you. She said that I was a foodie. I was desperate to eat, and even my brothers forgot..."

Xiao Gan said pitifully, but he couldn't believe everything after hearing what he said. This guy must have been mixed with a lot of water on his words.

"Uncle!" Li Xiaoran's eyes lit up immediately when she saw Wu Liang's eyes. She hurriedly hid the spatula raised above her head behind her, then ran to Wu Liang and held his arm: "Uncle, why did you come? The food will be ready soon, you find a place to rest first!"

"Damn, why is the difference so big?" Xiao Gan stretched out his head from behind Wu Liang: "As soon as I came, I asked me to change the gas tank, and when I changed it back, I asked me to buy pure water, and then I also asked me to go out to buy wine and drinks. Are you tired and stupid boy, go there one trip?"

"What's the matter? Who asked you to come to our party?" Li Xiaoran made a face and stuck out her tongue: "You're here to have dinner in vain, I haven't driven you away yet!"

Xiao Gan rolled his eyes when he heard this: "You are unscrupulous, why did you say that when you held a concert, I was a speaker! I even blocked the bottle for you!"

Wu Liang smiled and shook his head. If this pair of live treasures continues to quarrel like this, I really don’t know when it will be the end.

So Wu Liang looked at Li Xiaoran and asked, "Are you almost done? I'm so hungry."

"Then let's go in quickly. My brother is anxious to wait inside." Li Xiaoran pulled Wu Liang's arm and walked in, while Xiao Gan and Tianqing looked at each other and shook their heads and followed. Li Xiaoran is the temper of a child, and no one can really take it seriously.

In the innermost part of the warehouse, a table was set up next to the low platform with various musical instruments, with cups and bowls on it steaming. Wu Liang was originally hungry, and he smelled a scent from the moment he came in, and his stomach was even more croaking.

Everyone arrived and sat around the table. Even Uncle Tao was forced to come over. The door of the previous acquisition station had been closed.

"I had a lot of things to say before..." Li Zeyao picked up the wine glass and was a little excited: "But after seeing everyone, I suddenly didn't know what to say."

"To be able to have today, thanks to everyone's support, especially Uncle Tao, who completely cursed me that day!" Li Zeyao shouted loudly: "Cheers to music, to dreams!"

Uncle Tao is old and can't drink too much, but he still holds a cup to accompany everyone to drink a little. Seeing his wrinkled face slightly red, I don't know if it's because he's drinking or because he's so happy.

Because of the happy event, everyone let go of their alcohol and drink a lot. While Li Xiaoran pulled Wu Liang and asked him to drink less, he kept picking up food for him. Then he told Wu Liang which one was fried, which one was cut, and which one was picked by her own hands...

After three rounds of drinking, everyone's conversation gradually increased. Li Zeyao patted Wu Liang's shoulder and raised his big mother's finger: "I said, buddy, your fighting angel is amazing!"

"Yes, I really didn't expect the effect to be so good that day!" Tianqing also agreed with Li Zeyao's words. He said that the two of them were at the Rolling Stone Golden Disc Company. Li Zeyao and Tianqing also tried the song Battle Angel. Although the producer Huang Fei praised it all the time, the two of them felt privately that they were not as good as the song Wu Liang's howling at the concert that day.

Although he was a little out of tune and could not remember the lyrics later, Wu Liang interpreted the essence of this song, especially when Wu Liang threw Mike down and rushed down to fight, the figure really seemed like a fighting angel. The scene made the people behind him feel excited.

"Only you can sing the best!" Even the drummer Song Xiaotong, who is not good at expressing, has this view.

"Or else you can record this song for us?" Li Zeyao is a perfectionist. When he felt that he could not fully express the battle angel, he chose to give the opportunity to Wu Liang.

Hearing Li Zeyao say this, everyone else present started to make a fuss. Even Li Xiaoran looked at Wu Liang with anticipation. Wu Liang's performance on the day of the concert was deeply imprinted in the girl's heart.

"I've looked at you with admiration!" Xiao Gan finally made an affirmation to Wu Liang in terms of music: "Since Captain Li has invited you, just sing."

However, Wu Liang directly rejected it. He knew what level he was. The reason why he sang like that was entirely because of the students of Roewe University of Finance and Economics in the audience.

The murderous aura of those people ignited the passion in Wu Liang's heart, and the passion burst out with sparks and was accompanied by a strong will to fight. So the reason why that song was so successful was that Wu Liang felt that most of the guys who came to find fault with him. As for the lack of that kind of oppression now, Wu Liang could not sing that feeling again.

"So, you give up!" Wu Liang drank another glass of wine, and Li Zeyao pondered for a moment, looked up and asked, "If you say this, God hopes that our concert will be successful?"

"Come on!" Li Zeyao raised his glass again: "For God and for us, we have successfully held a concert, let's do one!"

"Cheers!" Several people's wine glasses collided heavily, and Wu Liang looked at the bubbles in the glass and suddenly remembered: Are Dereka and Osval still doing well now...

"Is it still a habit for living?" Lin Yonghao looked at the girl holding the child in front of him calmly, and there was no expression on his face: "If you have any need, just tell me, don't be polite to me!"

This is a 160-square-meter house in the Lin Yonghao family's industry. It is completely luxuriously decorated in European and American style. Even the faucets are inlaid with gold. Everything is perfect and you can get almost anything you can think of.

Dereka gently patted the child on the back, and the child fell asleep again after drinking his breasts.

"It's very good here, you don't have to care too much about us." Dereka smiled slightly, as if the whole spring had been blooming in front of Lin Yonghao.

"I have bought some fruity milk back." Lin Yonghao's eyes rolled: "Does this child only drink that?"

Dereka actually doesn't quite understand why the Lord God only drinks fruity milk, but Wu Liang has tried many things before, and the child doesn't even smell it.

"Okay, I understand." Lin Yonghao hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "I want to ask, I'm not in a hurry!"

"I'm just curious. When will I get the power of the Lord God?" Lin Yonghao asked very carefully: "I don't know what conditions are needed?"

"This..." Dereka said that she was not very clear about it, but when the Lord God fully recognized a person, he would slowly transition his abilities to this person. As for how he assessed it, Dereka was just a fantasy angel, and she didn't know what the Lord God thought.

A look of disappointment flashed across Lin Yonghao's face, but in a flash he returned to normal.

"And you see, the child is not in good spirits recently. He sleeps most of the time every day, and I don't know what's going on..." The child in Dereka's arms has been sleeping. Recently, it seems that except for drinking milk, the rest of the time is sleeping.

"Can it be the growth stage, so it needs a lot of food?" Lin Yonghao sighed slightly: "You guys have a rest, I'll go back first, say goodbye..."

Lin Yonghao, who had left the residential building, got into a Rolls-Royce, and a young man sitting in the front row turned around and asked, "Brother Lin, how are you? That little guy still didn't move?"

"Damn it, I have raised a pair of living ancestors!" Lin Yonghao cursed, but then he suddenly thought of something.

"Xiaomi, do you say that this kind of fruity milk is hard to buy? Is it made by a small factory?"

"Yes, Brother Lin, I asked the boss specifically today!" Xiaomi asked casually: "Brother Lin, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly so interested in this kind of milk?"

Lin Yonghao leaned his body against his seat and pondered for a long time, then suddenly said, "No matter what, you will get the recipe for me! If possible, get the small processing factory for me too!"

As long as you have fruity milk in your hand, even if you grasp the lifeblood of the child, it will be impossible for him not to give me strength at that time, right? Lin Yonghao showed a smug smile at the corner of his mouth, and Xiaomi agreed happily, and then said that this matter would be arranged immediately for the responsible person below to do it.

Power...the power of God! Lin Yonghao held his right hand tightly, his eyes narrowed, as if he was fantasizing about his future life...
Chapter completed!