Old Mrs. Xiao smiled: "Xiaobai, you have to remember that you can't say fat to a girl, and people who are fat will be unhappy." ”

"Oh, it's better to be thin than fat. Tintin, you're so skinny. ”

Talking and laughing, he turned Tintin from his back to his shoulders with his white hands, and then hugged her, like a wooden stick, turned her body around, and then placed it firmly on the ground.

The eighteenth year of the female college has changed, and Ding Ding has indeed grown up and become more beautiful. Although he was only sixteen years old, the girl's breath still made the white palms hot.

"Little White Brother, come again, come again." Tintin jumped and jumped.

Ding Yaqiong scolded with a smile: "Stinky girl, your little white brother drove all the way, can you let the family rest?" ”

Ding Ding stuck out his tongue and hurriedly helped his grandmother move things from the car to the house.

Ding Yaqiong called two neighbor boys to help them move the motorcycle off the pickup truck with their white hands, and pushed the motorcycle into the house with their white hands.

Mrs. Xiao was busy making lunch.

The original nanny has quit, and Mrs. Xiao has also gone through the retirement procedures in advance, and her main responsibility is to take care of Ding Ding.

White hands did not rest, he went to the second floor to call, first reported to his mother that he was safe, and then called Tong Liuzi and Yang Qiuyun, and asked them to meet at the Changfeng Hotel at dinner.

After lunch, Bai Shou and the three members of the Ding family hung a sign at the door.

This brand is "Shanghai Tengfei Electronic Communication Company".

Looking at this brand, except for Ding Ding, everyone else laughed, because this is an out-and-out leather bag company, except for buying fifty acres of land, it has not done a business so far.

Ding Susu, also known as Ding Yaqiong, is the manager and legal representative of this company.

Ding Yaqiong has her own plans.

In the street where Ding's house is located, there is a collective electronic component factory, with a scale of twenty or thirty people, and its operation has not been good, and it is in a state of half-stop and half-open.

Ding Yaqiong wants to contract this factory.

As soon as this idea was said, not only did she support it with her hands, but Mrs. Xiao also agreed with it very much.

People always have to find something to do, to run an engineering team from scratch, Ding Yaqiong is a woman, and she is no longer suitable to be a white-handed assistant.

Ding Yaqiong's personnel relations have been transferred to the District Personnel Bureau, and they are also very taken care of, so she can continue to be a teacher or go to work in the neighborhood office.

After consideration, Ding Yaqiong decided to find her own way out and flutter in the business sea.

"Sister, I fully support you."

"Support should be supported with practical actions."

"Okay, if you make it, it's yours, and if you lose it, it's mine."

Ding Yaqiong smiled: "It's not necessary. I ask you to take a stake, you are forty-nine percent, I am fifty-one. ”

White Hand nodded in agreement.

Old Mrs. Xiao said, "I'll be your advisor." ”

Ding Yaqiong said: "I'm not in a hurry about this, the people on the street asked me to talk on Monday." Xiaobai, how do you arrange it these days, Luo Han and Yang Wenbin, do you want me to make an appointment for you. ”

Old Mrs. Xiao said, "Yaqiong, let Xiaobai make an appointment by himself." If he wants to gain a foothold in Shanghai in the future, he should do what he can do. ”

"Yes, yes, I'll make an appointment myself." White hand nodded.

Ding Ding was doing his homework next to him, but his mind was a little on his white hand, "Brother Xiaobai, you are the off-campus counselor of our school, and I want to report to the school that you have come to Shanghai to take root and develop." ”

Ding Yaqiong immediately laughed and reprimanded: "Silly girl, your little white brother has just arrived, and there are a lot of problems, so don't follow and make trouble." ”

Ding Ding smiled: "Mom, my little white brother bought a car and became a big boss, do I want to use him to show off." ”

Old Mrs. Xiao smiled, "Ding Ding, there will be time for stinky display in the future, don't rush it." ”

Ding Yaqiong said: "Okay, okay, Xiaobai is tired, let him rest first." ”

White hands are really tired, these days shopping and sightseeing spots, more tired than working in the fields, he ran to the room arranged for him by Mrs. Xiao on the third floor, and fell asleep.

I slept for only two hours and woke up with white hands.

When I went downstairs to wash my face, I didn't see my grandparents and women, so I went out with my hands and drove a pickup truck to the street.

I didn't even figure out the southeast and northwest, and I dared to go to the street with my bare hands, and in less than half an hour, I was fined twice by the traffic police.

It's all money, and the white hands are distressed, and they all say that the city is good, but the routines in the city are also deep. Dream life

Although it was tortuous, the white hand still found Changfeng Park, which is located in Putuo District.

I parked the car with my hands in my hands, bought a ticket, and bought a map of the park before entering the park.

It is said that Changfeng Park was built entirely by hand.

White hands have a camera on his chest and a school bag on his back, but he is not here to visit the park.

The white hand is here to find someone.

Ding Yaqiong's father, Ding Guangyuan, lives near Changfeng Park.

According to Ding Yaqiong, every afternoon, as long as there is no strong wind or heavy rain, Ding Guangyuan will come to Changfeng Park, and stay all afternoon.

The two books that Ding Guangyuan left to Ding Yaqiong, I don't know how many times I read them, he was deeply affected, and he always wanted to meet Ding Guangyuan.

A wise economic educator, but unfortunately his emotional intelligence is not high, so his wife divorced and his daughter did not recognize him.

After walking around the park for a while, he finally saw a lonely and staggering old man by the gazebo in a wood.

Gray-haired, hunched over, on crutches, you can see loneliness and desolation from the back.

That's right, he is Ding Guangyuan, and he has seen Ding Guangyuan's photos in Ding Yaqiong's collection with his white hands.

With his white hands fixed, he cleared his throat, and suddenly recited aloud with his head up to the sky.

It was the preface in Ding Guangyuan's book that was recited.

More than 1,000 words, all in one go.

White-handed dare to say that he can memorize word for word, and if necessary, he can even recite punctuation marks.

Ding Guangyuan stared at the white hand in amazement.

After reciting with his white hands, he also looked at Ding Guangyuan.

"White hands?"

"Ding Guangyuan?"

One old and one young, nodded at the same time.

"Mr. Ding, how did you know my name?"

"Tintin said."

It turned out that after Mrs. Xiao and Ding Guangyuan divorced, they really didn't get along with each other.

Ding Yaqiong also never interacted with her father.

Only Ding Ding, innocent, behind his grandmother and mother's back, privately recognized Ding Guangyuan's grandfather.

And when Ding Ding was with his grandfather, what he talked about the most was the person who was white hands, and the white hands' obsession with and study of Ding Guangyuan's two books.

"You're a businessman?"

"Yes."

"What is the economy?"

"The economy is the business."

"What is business?"

"Make money."

"How to make money?"

"Turn the money in other people's pockets into money in your own pocket legally, reasonably and reasonably."

Ding Guangyuan never smiled, but the questions were one after another, all related to the content of his two books.

The white hand did not dare to slack off, not only answered fluently, but also added his own opinions more or less when answering.

Finally, Ding Guangyuan glanced at his white hand, "Goodbye." ”

The white hand was also dry, and he bowed respectfully at Ding Guangyuan.

White hands are related to the word long wind.

Leaving Changfeng Park, he rushed to the Bund with white hands and came to the Changfeng Hotel opened by Jiang Changfeng.