Chapter 161 One thing descends one thing
Fortunately, Fang Xiaochen is still a very measured person, and his generous remarks are just mistaken for Cheng Weiguo to look down on Fang Yueyuan in his heart, so he can't help but stand up for his father, and after Cheng Weiguo made his position clear, Miss Fang has changed into a good girl in the eyes of everyone.
The speed of her change is so fast, even old rivers and lakes like Cheng Weiguo and Shan Weiqing are also tongue-in-cheek, and they don't know which one is the real Miss Fang. Fortunately, it has changed back and forth, and it seems that this girl's feelings for her son are unquestionable, and they can be regarded as inseparable. Even a blind person can see that Cheng Zhichao and Fang Xiaoli at this time are so good that they can mix oil in honey, Cheng Weiguo and Shan Wei sighed secretly, and they can only temporarily let the two of them take one step at a time.
Fang Xiaochen came to meet his parents this time, not to have an engagement dinner, in principle, of course, he couldn't spend the night at Cheng's house, and the opening of the business was imminent, so he couldn't let Liu Xin work outside alone, Fang Xiaochen, as the vice president, always had to say that otherwise, when they broke up in the future, they would be embarrassed to reach out. When it was about to get dark, Fang Xiaochen finally bid farewell to Cheng Weiguo.
Cheng Weiguo and his wife didn't plan to let her spend the night at home, but when they saw her get up to say goodbye, they both nodded with a smile. Fang Xiaochen moved two steps, then stopped, looked at Cheng Zhichao, and asked with a smile in his eyes.
Cheng Zhichao's old face turned red, and he said to Cheng Weiguo: "Dad, Liu Xin's store is about to open in the next two days, I want to ......"
Cheng Weiguo smiled: "You want to go out with you again, don't you?" â
"Hey, hey, hey." Cheng Zhichao was told by the old man, so he had to cover up his weakness with laughter.
Shan Weiqing said with a straight face on the side: "You little conscienceless, you have long known that you are not familiar with it, and you forget your mother when you marry a daughter-in-law, and you can't talk more than you want to talk to." â
The expression on Cheng Weiguo's face seemed to be smiling: "Your son is older, do you still expect him to be by your side every day?" Forget it, let him go. As he spoke, he waved his hand to Cheng Zhichao.
With the old man's approval, Cheng Zhichao immediately became happy, and in front of his father, he kissed Fang Xiaochen's hand.
Fang Xiaochen was a girl after all, her face was flushed and she broke free from his clutches, bit her lip and said, "Anyway, there is not much to do, and besides, you can't help much, otherwise, you can stay at home for two days, and school will start soon." â
Cheng Zhichao ignored her, grabbed her hand again, and the expression on his face was even more serious: "No matter how you say it, I am also a man, and there are some things that are inconvenient for you women to run, but it will be different when I come out." â
Fang Xiaochen smiled: "The store is about to open, I really don't know what is inconvenient for us women to run, let's talk ugly ahead, you took the initiative to help, but I didn't ask you, even if you are tired to death, you won't have a penny of salary." â
After all, this time he didn't break free again, let Cheng Zhichao pull him, and walked out of the gate of Cheng's house with his head down. Shan Weiqing didn't worry about his son, he should have stopped at the door, but he walked out, and whispered to Cheng Zhichao along the way, it was nothing more than some trivial things such as talking and doing things, being more careful, and not quarreling with Fang Xiaochen. Cheng Zhichao naturally agreed, and sent it straight to the gate of the headquarters, and Shan Weiqing turned around and went home step by step.
The old man was finally no longer around, and Cheng Zhichao and Fang Xiaochen both breathed a sigh of relief. Cheng Zhichao stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his head, and said softly: "You wait for a while, I'll intercept the car." â
Zhao Jiyong has been following behind the two of them, from the moment he left Cheng's house, this guy was looking around thiefly, until he followed to the gate, and was still looking around, until Cheng Zhichao went to intercept the car, this guy looked surprised: "You two took a taxi?" â
Fang Xiaochen nodded: "That's right, both of us are environmental protection people, and when we can take a taxi, we will never drive." â
Originally, Fang Xiaochen meant to come by car, but as soon as this idea was proposed, Liu Xin vetoed it. The reason is that Fang Xiaochen's car is too eye-catching, if it is just an ordinary scooter, it will be driven, but a sports car of more than one million yuan drove into the hospital, and others saw it, and the first impression was that this girl was too flamboyant, so Miss Fang could only be aggrieved and take a taxi with Cheng Zhichao. ,
Zhao Jiyong was amazed in his mouth, but he even shouted pity, and his face was stupid.
Fang Xiaochen said curiously: "Is there anything wrong with the two of us taking a taxi?" â
"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that after the last time I took your car, I was addicted, my butt has been itchy, and I want to take another ride, but I didn't expect you two to take a taxi over, it's really boring."
Fang Xiaochen knew that this guy had been following him out of the gate of the headquarters, not because of brotherly love, but because he wanted to sit in his car again, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and smile coquettishly: "Then you have to hurry, maybe after a while, you won't be able to sit if you want to." â
"Why?"
Fang Xiaochen sighed: "The reason is very simple, I plan to sell the car." â
Zhao Jiyong exclaimed, revealing an expression of disbelief: "I see that you love that car more than your own eyeballs, why do you want to sell the car in a good way?" â
"People are poor and short-minded, there is no way." Fang Xiaochen spread his hands, "I thought that your good brother Cheng Zhichao, as a high-ranking cadre, would definitely be able to give me great material satisfaction, but I didn't expect that this guy is an out-and-out poor ghost, and he can't borrow any light." Liu Xin and I thought about it, it was better to ask for others than for ourselves, so we could only sell the car. If it is difficult for a few more years and there is no improvement, let alone the car, the blood will have to be sold. â
Such a good girl, Cheng Zhichao, a poor ghost, Zhao Jiyong also had a feeling that flowers were inserted in cow dung, and his eyes rolled a few times: "If that's the case, I really have to hurry up and sit a few times to have a good time, where is the car now?" â
"You're going to sit today?"
"I'm going to sit today."
"I'm afraid it won't be today." Fang Xiaochen said, "The car let Liu Xin drive out early in the morning, I don't know when she will come back, or I'll call her and ask her to come and pick you up, you two go out for a ride, and by the way, contact the relationship?" â
Zhao Jiyong's face changed, and he rejected Fang Xiaochen's kindness with righteousness. In his heart, there has always been a knot in his heart, and he has always thought that Liu Xin, a violent girl, can only watch from afar, and cannot get close. Although he is looking forward to the day when he can be a beauty by his side and the incense car is here, if this beauty is Liu Xin's violent girl, then it is another matter.
When the two of them were chatting there without a ride, Cheng Zhichao had already stopped a taxi, opened the door, and beckoned to Fang Xiaochen.
Fang Xiaochen responded, and smiled back at Zhao Jiyong: "Now is the last chance, if you want to take the car for a ride, get in the car and walk with us, if you don't get in the car, it's hard to say whether there is this opportunity in the future, give you three seconds to decide." â
The expression on Zhao Jiyong's face changed a few times, and finally gritted his teeth: "Forget it, Cheng Zhichao is a heavy and light friend, even if I want to get in the car, he will kick me down, but it will affect our brotherly relationship, I decided not to go with you." â
Fang Xiaochen laughed again, and said disdainfully: "What you said is high-sounding, and the ghost knows if it's really like that." â
"Who let me be brothers with him, no way, you will naturally understand my brotherhood with him in the future."
"I can't see the brotherly relationship between you and him, but I can see your fear of Liu Xin at once, Liu Xin is really so terrible?"
"No, she's not scary at all." Zhao Jiyong said, "She's not terrible, it's quite scary, you don't know, this girl gave me a shock when we met for the first time, let alone in the future." Later, there was a real hint of fear on this guy's face, but he didn't fake it at all.
Fang Xiaochen couldn't think of anything terrible about Liu Xin when he broke his head, he even calmed this kid, and sighed: "You are more unproductive than Cheng Zhichao, although Cheng Zhichao is a good gentleman most of the time, but he dared to kiss me when he met for the third time, and he dared to pull me to open a room when he met for the fifth time, you actually scared Liu Xin at once, hehe......"
These are extremely private matters between her and Cheng Zhichao, but Miss Fang said it without changing her face as if she was reciting Tang poems, only to hear Zhao Jiyong's face like earth, his hands and feet were cold, sweat was dripping down his forehead, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his throat unconsciously gurgled a few times. After a long time, he cautiously asked: "Then when you two went to open the room, did he force your overlord to bow or did you force his overlord to bow?" â,
Fang Xiaochen originally smiled and laughed, taking pleasure in seeing Zhao Jiyong's embarrassment, but unexpectedly, this kid turned his words and asked this question, Miss Rao is Miss Fang was open-minded, and she couldn't help but blush, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she said, "Zhao Jiyong, do you want to die?" "Pick up the small satchel in your hand, go up and hit it.
Zhao Jiyong shouted, laughed and fled, crossed the cordon in a few steps, crossed his hands on his hips, and the expression on his face was even more triumphant.
Fang Xiaochen saw that others were in the cordon, knowing that it was inconvenient to chase after him, he snorted, glared at Zhao Jiyong a few times, and got into the taxi in a huff. After Cheng Zhichao got in the car, he found that the expression on this girl's face was wrong, and he couldn't help but be very curious, and asked, "What did Zhao Jiyong say, make you angry like this?" â
"Don't mention that dead cub to me, his grandmother's, I can see the true face of this kid, I'll let Liu Xin clean him up when I go back."
It seems that the eldest lady is really angry, Cheng Zhichao smiled slightly, stretched out his arm and took her in his arms: "God has the virtue of a good life, that dead cub is at most angry with you verbally, if you hand him over to Liu Xin to deal with, it will really kill him." â
"I just knew that Liu Xin would kill him, so I had to hand him over to Liu Xin." Fang Xiaochen leaned on his shoulder like a cat, his shoulders moved slightly, and he arched him: "How is it, my watch is okay today, right?" â
"It's not just okay, it's a first-class awesome, didn't you see that you coaxed my dad so much that he couldn't close his mouth?"
"Besides, I used to talk about how powerful your old man is, how fierce you are, and how fierce you are, which scared me to death. I met today, but that's it, it's not as fierce as my father. â
Cheng Zhichao put his arm around her and added strength, smiling without saying a word, for him, Cheng Weiguo is the culprit of Fang Yue, and for Fang Xiaochen, Fang Yueyuan is more difficult to deal with than Cheng Weiguo, to put it simply, it is always the communication between father and son, father and daughter. This is also a common problem in many families, many parents have a zĂ i gap with their children, but there is almost no communication barrier with other people's children, which is also a miracle.
Fang Xiaochen leaned on his shoulder and sighed faintly: "To be honest, I really envy your family, when I was in your house just now, I thought, when my father and my mother can be as harmonious and tacit as the two of them, even if I die, I am willing." â
Cheng Zhichao's heart moved, and he held her hand: "It's nonsense again." â
"It's true, I don't care, you are my husband, you have to find a way to make my parents like yours, otherwise...... Otherwise......"
"Or what?"
"Hmph, you know it yourself." Fang Xiaochen glanced at Cheng Zhichao, and asked again, "What did your father say to you in the small living room?" How do I see that you've been preoccupied since you came out? When I was eating, I didn't say much. â
This question is the last thing Cheng Zhichao wants to face at the moment, but he can't escape it, and he doesn't know how to mention Cheng Weiguo's decision to Fang Xiaochen for a while, so he has to say vaguely: "Is there one?" How do I not think? Maybe when I saw Zheng Huaizhu, I couldn't help but think of Master Yuan, and I felt a little unhappy. â
Fang Xiaochen snorted, his pretty face was cold, and he said angrily: "Lie to your face." â
In the past, when Cheng Zhichao was wronged, the classic line must have been a sentence of "conscience of heaven and earth", but this time Fang Xiaochen did not wronged him, and if he said this sentence again, his confidence was a little insufficient, and he was trying to find something to cover up the past, but he felt a pain in his ear, and was grabbed by Fang Xiaochen again, and before he could cry out in pain, he heard Fang Xiaochen say coldly: "Young Master Cheng, you are still obedient." â
Cheng Zhichao's mouth almost reached his ears, and he secretly glanced at the taxi driver who pretended not to see the noisy little guy in the back seat, and was engrossed in driving, and said in a lamented voice: "I recruit, I recruit, my ear is not the knob on the turntable on TV, what do you always do with it." â
Fang Xiaochen sneered: "Since Miss Ben can fiddle with the TV, she uses the remote control, and I have never seen the kind of TV you said." â
"Then I'll have to do some science." Cheng Zhichao immediately came to his senses, sat up straight, and said: "Speaking of the old TV back then, have you ever seen the old TV?" Twelve-inch black-and-white televisions, the Panda kind. That kind of TV is amazing, with two big braids on the head, you can receive several stations, but the fly in the ointment is that if you want to change the channel, you have to turn the knob on the TV, if you are physically immobile, you can only watch one station. â
Fang Xiaochen pretended to listen with relish for a while, and saw that he was like a river, and talked endlessly, from the Panda brand black and white TV all the way to the Sanyo brand dual-card tape recorder, and then talked about the unemployed young people back then, either shirtless, or only wearing a shoulder bar vest, riding a bicycle, carrying a tape recorder, amplifying the volume, and swaggering through the city. The more he talked, the more strange he became, and he had the strength to lead himself astray, and he couldn't help but put on a straight face again, staring at Cheng Zhichao fiercely with his two eyes, eager to shoot two poisonous nails and poison this guy to death.
Under her murderous gaze, Cheng Zhichao's voice became smaller and weaker, and finally became inaudible, and then he simply stopped his voice and looked at Fang Xiaochen apologetically, as if he was embarrassed because he knew that his little Jiujiu was seen through by her, and apologized to her with body language.
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