Eric sighed: "I can't say a word or two, anyway, how did I get together, I'm only glad that the two of them didn't burn down my house in the past few days." ”

Jeffrey on the other end of the phone laughed again, and then said, "You must be uncomfortable at home, it's almost dinner time, why don't you come to my place for a meal, and you just happen to know Chris?"

Eric was just bored to talk to someone, and he didn't want to disturb Jeffrey's enjoyment of the family, so he asked hesitantly, "Is this appropriate?"

"Why is it not appropriate, festivals, of course, the more people, the better, I am so deserted here all year round, it would be better for you to come." By the way, if you want, you can bring those two girls with you. ”

Eric thought that the two girls would never quarrel in front of outsiders, so he agreed: "Then I'll go now?"

"Hurry up, it's okay to hang up, the kitchen oven is still on." After Jeffrey finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Eric's response.

Eric put down the microphone, went back to his bedroom, changed his clothes, and walked downstairs.

Drew and Aniston, who were stealing control of the TV, were wary when they saw Eric walking downstairs dressed in formal clothes.

"Eric, where are you going?" the two girls asked in unison.

Eric pretended to be displeased and said, "You two are so noisy, I decided to spend Thanksgiving in another place." ”

"No!" the two girls sprang up from the couch together, walked up to Eric in three or two steps, grabbed his arm firmly from left to right, then glared at each other, and said in unison again, "It's all your fault!"

Eric rubbed his temples. "Okay." Stop arguing. Jeffrey just called and invited me to his house for dinner, which of you goes?"

"I!" was still in unison.

"Okay, ten minutes, go change clothes, whoever inkblots won't take anyone with them. ”

There was a ruffled sound, and Drew and Aniston disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

……

Driving to Jeffrey's house, Eric rang the doorbell, and the door quickly opened from the inside.

One was dressed in a serious suit. The young man who looked a little similar to Jeffrey but was much taller than Jeffrey opened the door, glanced at the three people outside the door, showed a faint smile, and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Williams." ”

"Just call me Eric," Eric said as he reached out and shook the young man in front of him, "I'm glad to meet you, Chris." ”

Chris Hansen nodded to the two girls, took the wine from Eric and said, "Come in." ”

The three of them walked in with Chris Hansen, and the Jeffrey family was still the same, no. Or maybe it's a little neater than Eric's last visit, probably because of his son's return.

Drew and Aniston were both visiting Jeffrey's house for the first time. Seeing this apartment, which was obviously not in line with Jeffrey's current net worth, both girls looked surprised. Aniston couldn't bear to say anything, but Xiao Nizi was straightforward and said directly: "Jeffrey is already so rich, why does he still live here?"

Eric turned and glared at Nizi and warned her not to talk nonsense again, but Chris Hansen took the initiative to explain to Drew: "My dad is more nostalgic and reluctant to move out. ”

"Oh," the girl nodded slightly, not daring to say anything more.

The three of them sat down in the living room, and Jeffrey quickly came out of the kitchen, with an apron tied around his waist, and saw the three of Eric, and said, "Eric, you guys take a rest first, and dinner will be ready soon." ”

"Need help?" asked Eric.

Jeffrey shook his head: "No, no, it's enough to have Emily to help me, you guys talk to Chris first." Jeffrey finished and went into the kitchen again.

Chris Hansen smiled awkwardly and explained: "When I was seven years old, I was messing around in the kitchen and I was burned by hot oil once, and my dad wouldn't let me near the kitchen since. ”

Eric smiled in understanding, glanced at the two little girls, and the two obediently took the initiative to walk towards the kitchen.

Jeffrey gave in to the kitchen, and the surprised voice of another pleasant-sounding female voice soon fell silent in a whisper.

The two men in the living room looked at each other and smiled.

Eric was actually looking at Chris Hansen from the beginning. So far, he has not found any academic spirit in Chris Hansen, not at all like Jeffrey once occasionally said, getting a four-year full scholarship in college and working at Morgan Stanley, one of the big four investment banks.

Eric can only conclude from the meticulous details of Chris's suit even in the room, that the other party is either a perfectionist or has a somewhat stereotypical personality. Of course, the former is a bit more likely.

"Eric, what are you thinking?" asked Chris suddenly.

Since he is Jeffrey's son, Eric naturally has a sense of closeness to Chris, and said frankly: "Jeffrey said that you work at Morgan Stanley, I wonder, why don't you have a little bit of the wolf of Wall Street in you?"

Chris was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Eric, what do you think the so-called wolf of Wall Street should be?"

Eric thought for a moment and said, "At least you should be aggressive, but I look at you more like a meticulous researcher in some scientific research institute." ”

Chris shook his head and said, "Eric, you're wrong. The more aggressive the so-called 'wolf of Wall Street' you call it, the less aggressive it looks on the surface, you can look for some photos of famous investment bank executives on Wall Street, almost all of them are mediocre, and you can't find them in the crowd. ”

It was the first time Eric had heard this and asked, "Why?"

"Because this is more camouflage, paralyzing the enemy, and making the opponent lose their alertness. ”

Eric nodded thoughtfully, "By the way, Chris, what exactly do you do?"

"Of course what makes money and does what. ”

Eric laughed and asked, "If Fireflies want to go public, can they find you?"

Hearing this question, Chris slightly suppressed the smile on his face, and said: "Eric, whether you are joking or not, if Firefly is really going to be listed, you must leave it to me to operate, you must know what the name Firefly means to me, I hope it can develop better." ”

Seeing that Chris said so solemnly, Eric nodded solemnly. (To be continued......)