All furniture and dead things fall in love with me [Rebirth]

Chapter 12 The Poorest General

"Brother." Song Chen didn't seem to want to stay on this topic, so he changed the subject, "Do you like Bai Wuze?"

"Huh?" Song Rui hesitated for a moment, "Why do you ask that?"

"You never bring anyone home."

Song Rui is obsessed with this family, and will come back every day no matter how late it is, as a real family, so he never brings outsiders in.

"The general is my fiance." Song Rui gave a conservative answer.

"Is it just like that?" Song Chen didn't believe it, "Brother, you said yourself that you would never fall in love with others, because love makes people humble."

"Huh?" Song Rui laughed, "Did I say that?"

"Of course I did." Although Song Chen had never been in a relationship, he knew that his situation was not good. In fact, he was stopped by Song Rui, "Did you really like him?"

"It's not that fast." Song Rui refused to admit it.

"So it makes sense?" But it still needs to be developed.

Song Rui frowned, unexpectedly being tricked by this brat.

"Brother." Song Chen persisted, "Do you know that Bai Wuze? What if he is just a superficial but actually a playboy, what if he gives you a cuckold everywhere?"

"He's not that kind of person." Song Rui took off the wet towel and wiped his mouth, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

Not to mention that the general is not that kind of person, so what if he is?

Break his legs if you really want to + close the small black room + serve with a leather whip + hey hey hey day and night = we will be together even if we die.

Although the general's thighs are a bit thicker, they will be beaten continuously for a while, but the iron pestle is ground into a needle, and dripping water wears away the stone, and he will interrupt it one day, plus the small black room, and the whip is served by the way, there is a chance to have a good time, and finally die Also be together.

In case the general dies first, let the general be buried with him after he dies first.

"Brother." Song Chen called him, "What are you thinking, so engrossed?"

"It's nothing." Song Rui pushed his glasses to cover his slightly excited eyes.

"Stop talking, I'm a little sleepy." He stood up, "Go to bed early, too."

"Yeah." Song Chen replied listlessly.

There were still a lot of dishes on the table, but Song Rui ate all the sweet sauce in a face-saving manner. After all, it was specially made for him, and it really suits his taste.

The empire is huge, spanning thousands of miles, and the general's mansion on the other side.

When the general came back, he found that there was movement in the house. His little dad secretly stuffed things into his drawer, muttering while stuffing, "This idiot, he's getting engaged right away and doesn't even prepare a gift."

It's also a disadvantage that Song Rui doesn't care about these things. Although he is under great pressure, he uses the best food and drink. He has never seen any fun things, and he doesn't care about these external things.

But whether he wants it is his business, and whether the general is ready or not is the general's business. If the general doesn't prepare, it means he doesn't care about him. Since he doesn't care, he can close the small black room earlier.

Bai Wuze's little dad put another card under the small gift box, thinking about it for fear that his son wouldn't see it, so he simply put it on the bedside table.

According to the agreement, the engagement requires the female parent and relatives to visit the male's house, which is also called meeting the parent.

Because both parties are big families with countless elders, they simply made an appointment to hold a family dinner and announce their engagement.

Although there was news last night, the two of them hadn't actually met each other. It was just a publicity. If they really wanted to get engaged, they would have to wait a few days.

Speaking of which, there is also a date tomorrow, but Song Rui was not in the right mood that day, and asked him to guess, but he couldn't guess whether he would have a date, so what did he guess?

The general was confused and couldn't figure it out, so he could only wait and see what happened.

There was a faint light in the room, and the drawers were rattling, probably because of a guilty conscience. His dad only turned on a small light, put the things away, and then sneaked away, as if he had done something wrong.

Bai Wuze clung to the wall, and waited for him to leave before revealing his head, turned around and entered the room.

There were exquisite gift boxes and cards on the table, he opened it and looked, it was a space necklace.

This kind of space necklace is both beautiful and practical. There is a large space inside, which can be used for daily necessities. However, his dad made the same mistake as him. Rui family's business, although he doesn't care about it, he still has 40.00% of the shares.

40.00% was given to Song Chen, [-]% was distributed to other shareholders of the group, and the rest was reserved as the company's reserved shares.

The reserved shares are used to reward those employees who have contributed, such as outstanding performance, negotiating big contracts, etc., with good remuneration.

Jinfu Building is one of the industries that Song Rui is optimistic about. Most of them are invested with his own money, and only a small part occupies the group's resources. Otherwise, [-]% of the shares will not flow to the group's shareholders.

The card under the gift box is a bank gold card, and there is at least 100 million interstellar coins in it. As gift money, it means one in a million, which means excellence.

The general was so poor recently that he wanted to drink the northwest wind, and he couldn't even get the gift money. His dad had guessed it a long time ago and sent it secretly.

Bai Wuze's heart warmed up, elders are like this, they consider everything for him quietly.

He stuffed things into a drawer, lay down on the bed, and began to think about major events in life.

Although the current engagements are basically paid by the parents, he has become independent since he was very young, and the economy is also self-sufficient, and he does not rely on his family for money.

Even if I owe a whole lot of debt, I borrowed it from my friends. I finally made up for the loss of the last mission.

It's a pity that the military laboratory seemed to think that he didn't owe enough, so it called in the middle of the night.

"Hello, general?" A white coat appeared on the screen, "A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Good news." The general chose good news without hesitation. He has suffered too many blows recently and urgently needs good news to rejoice.

"J358 succeeded." J358 is a new type of weapon, which was originally designed to repair mechs.

As we all know, mechas are fighting outside, and if they are accidentally damaged, they will kill people. In order to avoid such a situation, the general built a laboratory at his own expense. Originally, he only wanted to research something that could quickly repair the mechas. A new type of weapon has emerged.

J358 is composed of countless nanometers, which resonate with the human body, can be manipulated through the air with mental power, and change with brain waves.

To put it bluntly, it can become whatever you want it to be, knives, guns, bullets, as long as you have enough nanometers.

Nano is something smaller than bacteria. If the diameter of a hair is 0.05mm, then it can be cut into 5 hairs on average in the radial direction, and the thickness of each hair is about 1 nanometer.

Although it's very small, but little adds up. This kind of nano-weapon made up of gadgets, coupled with some special materials, is extremely powerful.

"Where's the bad news?" The general had a faint bad feeling.

"We're out of money."

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