Chapter Twenty-Five: The Subject Talks About Flying
Du Feng couldn't help but laugh and took the business card, which was printed with Li Youshi's name.
This business card was just given to her when she sent Li Youshi to Zhaocai Building, but she didn't expect it to return to her hands so soon.
After being full of wine and food, Du's mother hurriedly took Du Yuanjiang away. After that, he went out with the Hu family and his wife, saying that he was looking at the street scene. Du Feng is not a fool, he knows that his mother's will to match the two will not be extinguished. I still want to leave room for myself and Hu Yakun to develop.
After the four elders left, Hu Yakun first said, "You won't still have hope, will you?"
To be honest, Hu Yakun looks very ordinary, but she uses a lot of various cosmetics on her face, and she is decorated like an Internet celebrity face. For Du Feng, who is accustomed to seeing the natural beauty Li Youshi, Hu Yakun, who is similar to an Internet celebrity face, can't arouse his interest at all, and even has no good feelings at all since he saw this person.
"Miss, you misunderstood, contemptible people are not casual people, and I have no hope for you and me, girl. Du Feng said casually.
"You're quite self-aware, I'm very busy, I heard my mother say that I came to see it because I lived in Donghai City for a long time, and I really wouldn't come if I knew that the house was like this. Hu Yakun's words later seemed to be talking to himself.
"I knew that when I saw someone like that, I should have slept in the company for another night. Du Feng was also muttering, there is still "Li Youshi" in the company who can raise his eyes, this home and see this thing, what's going on, can this sow ward off evil spirits after watching it for a long time?
"Which miss, what kind of standard can you marry?" Du Feng asked casually.
"It's not you, anyway. ”
"Look at what you have, although I don't know the market of your house, but at first glance it is a poor kiln, and the four of them are crowded in this ghost place, don't you think there will be maggots?"
Hu Yakun's words were scathing and mean, but in Du Feng's ears, he felt a sense of joy.
"If you want to chase me, you first want an apartment of 200 square meters, and the car must be Audi's at the earliest, how can you have an annual salary of 500,000 ........ a year?"
Both parents died, and he had a car and a house. I don't know when it became the standard for money worship. Du Feng pursed his lips and didn't mean to pay attention to Hu Yakun at all.
"It's not bad with me, you can catch some mice and cockroaches in the house if you have nothing to do, but it's fun, when the rent of this house arrives, let's go to the countryside as a family, raise some pigs, get some crops, which small life is not more comfortable than this place." Du Feng pretended to be innocent.
"Click!" the two chatted as the door opened. The fourth elder walked in with a smile.
I saw Hu Yakun like a sparrow, swishing into Li Juan's arms.
"Mom, I won't marry this person, and I won't marry if I die. I can't live with this kind of person. Hu Yakun ran out in a panic.
When I was a child, I was instilled by my family to study hard and be able to get out of the village and live the life of a city person in the future. After she was angry and tried to be admitted to university, she finally came to the city.
After seeing the bustling city with high-rise buildings, rural life faded out of Hu Yakun's mind, because she loved the city life of her dreams too much, so she was more likely than anyone else to fall into the drunken gold fan and couldn't extricate herself, and over time vanity, money worship, and arrogance enriched her personality.
No matter how much Hu Yakun persuaded him, he always replied: No.
Du Feng didn't say anything more, but continued to eat the food on the table by himself.
The real society has disrupted everyone's worldview, and in the era of money, all of us are blinded by money, and there is only the difference between myopia and blindness. But the eyes are obscured, and as long as the heart is still bright, he can hold on to the pitiful personality. And once money corrupts the heart, even the personality will be destroyed.
What kind of life, in fact, there is no distinction between high and low, vanity, luxury, and so-called nobility, but some proud people think so.
Du Feng hates women who worship money, and it seems that every man doesn't like it. In the past, Bai Muxuan made himself ugly in front of everyone because of his worship of money, and even the most basic dignity was lost, he hated Bai Muxuan. But he doesn't hate Hu Yakun who went away.
She's just an overly poor worm hurt by reality, a woman who asks for a house, a car, and money. These Du Feng didn't think there was anything, after all, there was a baby daughter who was raised as a treasure in the hands of her parents, and she could live a hard life with you?
Sending the Hu family away, Liu Ling walked to the sofa with Du Feng's ears in a posture of interrogating criminals.
"You say, what's the matter, what a good girl? This hard time is over, and my mother is waiting for you to come back with a grandson. It's not you who made people angry. ”
Du Feng smiled bitterly and didn't reply.
"Alright, don't say it. Du Yuanjiang interrupted Liu Ling's words.
Du Yuanjiang rarely interfered in family affairs, and this time he couldn't help but make Liu Ling stunned.
"Which child is not worthy of our family Du Feng at all. Du Yuanjiang said slowly.
"These days, our children have brought me so many surprises. When Du Feng heard Du Yuanjiang facing him, he immediately gave Du Yuanjiang a friendly look.
"Dad, you take over this battery factory, I want to re-plan the factory, part of the production of supporting batteries, and part of the production of our new products. ”
Du Feng took out a stack of documents and handed them to Du Yuanjiang and said.
"Xinhui Battery Factory?" Du Yuanjiang's expression in the result document was very dignified,
Xinhui battery factory has been bursting with battery explosions one after another recently, and it is too risky to take over such a factory.
"The battery factory was transferred to me in the form of a court auction, so there should be no problem. Du Feng said.
"There's nothing wrong with listing on the surface, but it's hard to say behind the scenes. Du Yuanjiang closed his eyes and said.
This shopping mall is like a battlefield, after all, Du Yuanjiang has been in this quagmire for most of his life, so he naturally thinks more.