Chapter 19: The Story in the City 5

When he walked out of the IKEA, it was 12:45 p.m.

Looking up at her home, it was twelve floors. This location, with the yellow-orange-orange heating lights, should be to take a bath in the bathroom. There is still a sour and bitter taste of medicine on the tip of his tongue, and when he saw her take it just now, he actually wanted to say that because he drank too much Chinese-style decoction when he was a teenager, he had long resisted this taste.

But it's hard to refuse, isn't it?

Just like at the Suzhou high-speed rail station, when she caught up with her barefoot and asked to stay and wait for her, it was also difficult to refuse.

This girl's eyes are too clean. It's like a person coming out of an ink painting.

He thought he had been deceived.

But after getting more than 200 pages of her information, I couldn't find the slightest doubt.

Wang Chennan stopped for a while and saw that the light of the heating lamp was extinguished.

Then, the bedroom lights come on.

Looking down at my watch, 25 minutes. Well, it takes that kind of time for her to take a shower.

"Young Master," Uncle Lin walked over, "it's almost time." ”

Uncle Lin's car was quietly parked on the side of the road, and in the distance, four or five cars were also parked. He bowed his head, turned around and got into the car without looking back, and the four or five cars were just following from a distance, and the speed was very fast, and it only took more than two hours to get from Shanghai to the old house in Zhenjiang. The old house is brightly lit and full of traffic, and it doesn't look like it's four o'clock in the morning at all.

He got out of the car, felt a little cold, pulled down the cuffs of his shirt, and buttoned it up.

Suddenly, I remembered what Shi Yi said.

said to Uncle Lin: "Spring covers autumn frost, Uncle Lin, have you heard this sentence?" ”

"The common words of the common people, what Miss Shi Yi said to the eldest young master?"

Wang Chennan was noncommittal.

It wasn't a long journey from Zhenjiang to Shanghai, but it took some physical strength, especially when he was still catching a cold. But there is no way, he is now relying on the rules of the old family, and if he wants to take over the affairs of Wang Chen's family smoothly, he needs to follow the rules step by step and follow the rules. For example, a morning meal at six o'clock is a rule, and it must be in Zhenjiang.

However, because of his habit of getting up early, it was changed to 5:00.

He doesn't think anything, but in the eyes of others, it is a hundred years of rules, and it has been changed by force. It seems that it is just the hour of morning food, but in the bottom of other people's mouths, they think about more than just a meal.

This man who entered the scientific research trajectory at the age of fourteen and never cared about family affairs announced his status in a silent way.

He took out a gray plaid handkerchief from his trouser pocket, gently pressed his mouth and nose, avoided the smell of pollen in the courtyard, and walked silently inward. There are constantly people who owe themselves and call the young master.

When I got to the main hall, the people at the thirteen tables were almost there.

He didn't recognize everything, and he also bowed his head and greeted them one by one.

Walked to the main table and sat down, there were only Wang Chenxing with snow-white temples and Xiaosheng who was frequently sleepy, and his mother and older daughters were sitting near the table, still meticulously coiled his hair, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were drawn.

After a quiet morning meal, the dishes and chopsticks were put down, and the genius was dimly brightened.

He wanted to leave, but his mother insisted on keeping him, and when only him and his uncle, Xiaosheng and his mother were left, the atmosphere was even colder than Fang Cai.

Since Wang Chensheng died unexpectedly in his biological mother, he doesn't like to talk much.

But I was close to him, took a book, leaned back in the chair next to him, and read it. Seeing the incomprehension, he ticked it with a pen and handed it to him. Wang Chennan smiled, took it, and wrote a few derivation formulas casually.

"How did you sleep last night?" Uncle shush and ask for warmth.

He pushed the book back and gave it to Xiao Sheng: "I was in Shanghai last night, and I haven't had time to sleep yet." ”

The uncle is in good spirits and has already started to talk to him about the big and small matters in the family.

From Wang Chen's family to his generation, not only did the inner family refuse to engage in politics, but even the direct family began to ban it, not so much as moderation, but rather an escape from the world. The ancestors had old ideas and always thought that the status of businessmen was not high, so businessmen were also a minority.

It has only accumulated for more than 200 years, with deep roots, and after several openings and closures of the country, over the past 100 years, whenever it emerges in an emerging industry, it is willing to support it, and then it never interferes in the operation, only to be the most original shareholder.

Gradually, there is today's wealth. Seek stability, not change. It's Zuxun.

It's a pity that when he came back this time, all he had to do was make a subversive change.

"Do you remember the Nan family?" My uncle smiled slightly and said, "A few years ago, I cooperated with your mother on a gambling boat, and I have made a joint venture with the local government of Iran to open up the local car market. Nanhuai is very generous and gives back a lot, I discussed it with your mother and decided to give it to your fiancΓ©e. Also, if possible, let her follow your mother for three years and begin to learn how to take care of the house. ”

"When is it?" He groaned slightly, "She doesn't need to. ”

His mother looked at him lightly: "When you get married, you have to start learning." ”

"She's not a good fit." He showed no mercy.

"You are not suitable, but you must take over," said the mother softly, "and since you have chosen her, she must be suitable." If you've already found out that she's not suitable, there's still time to change to a well-behaved and obedient one. ”

"Wan Niang," the uncle shook his head, trying to resolve the dispute between the two, "I have seen the portrait of that girl, and she is very obedient, perhaps better than those young ladies who have been raised since childhood and specialize in housekeeping." ”

The mother smiled coldly and unfamiliarly.

Wang Chennan also did not speak.

The mother smiled: "What I do is a grandstanding business, with a reputation, and it is also praised by people." I don't see anything good. ”

"She's a good fit for me."

"Your reason is very thin and far-fetched."

He no longer theorizes.

Xiao Sheng lowered his head and arranged the formula he gave himself, and finally stumbled to solve the problem, and called someone to change the dim sum to Qihui cake, and the tea to change from 'Shenquan Xiaotuan' to 'Enshi Yulu'. The little master is notoriously weird and has a strange temper, and when it's good, it's good, and when it's bad, it's the most difficult for people.

Xiao Sheng said that in exchange, of course the other three adults would not bother with him.

Soon someone came up, silently, and replaced the refreshments that everyone had in hand.

There were idle people, and Wang Chennan's mother was quiet again.

When he wanted to find an excuse to leave, Xiao Sheng quickly pushed the book again. He thought it was another question, swept his eyes, couldn't help but smile slightly, and bent his fingers to tap the boy's forehead. A few words of dragon flying and phoenix dance:

Your time, I like you very much. I can see this.