Sitting in the car, Shen Fanyin held the milk bottle in both hands, and asked Jing Zeheng sideways, "Brother, is that Chu Haoxiang very big?"

"He's nothing, Hua Feng is very powerful." Jing Zeheng was just about to start the car, when he caught a glimpse of Shen Fanyin not wearing a seat belt, he leaned over and pulled the seat belt for her, and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Shen Fanyin looked at the face close at hand and said, "Then I may have offended him."

"What's wrong?"

Jing Zeheng fastened her seat belt, sat back in her seat, started the car, and asked casually.

Shen Fanyin told him about today's events, turned his head and asked him, "Will it cause you any trouble?"

"No, Sheng Hua didn't cooperate with them." Jing Zeheng's fingertips tapped the steering wheel twice, and after a moment of silence, he said, "But why didn't you agree to his request for cooperation? According to him, there is a lot of room for maneuvering, and careful negotiation can greatly reduce the upfront investment."

Shen Fanyin: "I only eat the pie that fell from the sky."

She never believed that pies would fall from the sky, and even if they did, they wouldn't hit her head, and even if they did, it must be a stainless steel skin wrapped in lead.

She has bad teeth and can't bite.

Jing Zeheng's hand tightened unconsciously, and he looked at Shen Fanyin while waiting for the red light: "What kind of stuffing do you want to eat?" If the central square of Yacheng Commercial Street is not built, how about building a five-story flagship store for you?"

Shen Fanyin: "You don't have to!"

She just wanted to express that she wasn't the one who could be cheated out of those two pieces of candy, how did he hear that he wanted a building?

Shen Fanyin still doesn't understand the world of love brain, she only knows that she has to tell Jing Zeheng more seriously about the stakes, otherwise she will have to sign for the five-story building.

She said with a dry mouth, and she was still horning until she returned to Jing's house.

"What are you two arguing about?"

As soon as he entered the house, Jing Yao poked his head over.

Shen Fanyin was a little tired when he spoke, and touched Jing Zeheng with his elbow: "You say."

Jing Zeheng: "I'm going to open a physical store."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Okay, she didn't listen to a word all the way!

But Jing Yao also set up a stage: "Good thing, where is it? I remember that there was a square in the second phase of the project in Yacheng, right? Why don't you change the project plan and build a building for Yinyin?"

Shen Fanyin: "......"

This is really a nephew and uncle, and the idea is the same.

"I thought so too, but Sanskrit disagreed."

"Why not? Is it because you don't like Yacheng? Then let's just change places."

Shen Fanyin was about to cry, and before he finished drinking a glass of water, he hurriedly said, "Dad, don't listen to his nonsense, someone wants to cooperate with Yitang to open a physical store, I don't have time to get this, I can't be busy, and I have already refused."

Jing Yao, who had already begun to figure out which one Shen Fanyin might like, paused, and after thinking about it carefully, it was really.

His attitude instantly changed three hundred and sixty degrees: "Yes, yes, let's not be so busy, making money is the most boring thing, don't tire my daughter."

As he spoke, he took Shen Fanyin's shoulders and walked to the restaurant, muttering as he walked, "Dad made you a little wonton tonight, you've been too tired lately, take a bite and go to sleep."

"Dad, I'm going to die fat if I eat supper at this time." Shen Fanyin glanced at the time, it was half past ten.

"You have to be fat, I read your physical examination report, and the doctors said you were too thin and malnourished! Listen to the voice, and look good when you are fat."

"How is that possible......

"Look at you, kid, why don't you trust your father anymore? How many girls have I seen in all these years? A little girl has to be fat to look good, do you know that she is the most beautiful in health? Don't listen to those messy designers on the Internet who promote body anxiety, let me tell you, those male designers who promote thinness as beauty don't like women at all, listen to their nonsense and this life will be over......

Shen Fanyin: "......" She believed it, really.

Jing Zeheng looked at the backs of the two of them, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Of course, he listened to Shen Fanyin's words, but he just wanted to use this incident to make her feel real fatherly love again.

Shen Fanyin was pressed to the dining table, Jing Yao went to the kitchen, and soon brought out a bowl of fragrant small wontons.

Jing Zeheng looked at the lonely bowl and asked with a smile, "Second uncle, don't you have to come in pairs today?"

Jing Yao glanced at him, "Want to eat?"

"Well, I'm hungry."

"You don't have long hands? I still have to serve you, old man?"

「……」

The wontons that Jing Yao gave Shen Fanyin had six kinds of fillings, all of which Shen Fanyin usually liked to eat. There were leftovers of fillings, and there were also leftovers of wonton wrappers, so I wrapped a few more.

Jing Yao didn't want to give Shen Fanyin frozen wontons, it just so happened that there was someone who wanted to rub rice, and the rest could be eaten for him.

Jing Zeheng cooked a bowl of wontons by himself, and came out and sat directly next to Shen Fanyin.

Shen Fanyin was almost finished eating, looked sideways at the wontons in Jing Zeheng's bowl, and said very unkindly, "Brother, your wontons are not as good as mine."

Jing Zeheng: "Obviously, the beautiful ones are in your bowl."

I don't know if Jing Yao has made too many wonton wrappers or what, there are a few wontons in his bowl that are obviously malnourished, only in the shape of a wonton, and there is not even a filling.

Jing Yao glanced at him again: "It's good to have your share, dare to choose?"

Jing Zeheng was just about to reply, the door opened again, and Jing Muhan entered the door with two dark circles under his eyes.

"Dad, big brother, Yinyin."

Jing Muhan greeted and said casually, "There is a supper, I want to eat it too."

Jing Yao: "You don't have long hands? I still have to serve you, old man?"

Even the words haven't changed.

Jing Muhan smacked his tongue and entered the kitchen.

After a while he came out and asked blankly, "What am I eating?" I didn't even have any wonton wrappers left!"

Jing Zeheng: "Soup."

Jing Muhan: "......"

He went back to the kitchen, and after a while, he came out with a bowl of green onion soup.

Shen Fanyin really couldn't hold back and laughed.

People who didn't dare to pick but didn't have anything to eat appeared.

Jing Muhan drank half a bowl of soup, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Jing Zeheng and said, "Brother, I have studied that robot thoroughly, and the code can be picked up, but it will take some time."

He has been doing this at home for the past two days, and he is so busy that he almost doesn't close his eyes, if he hadn't reported to Jing Zeheng, he would have gone back to the bedroom and slept dead when he came out of the study.

"There's no need, don't get it," Jing Zeheng said, "You take a day off, and then join the project team."

Jing Muhan instantly came to his senses, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright: "Gotcha!"

Shen Fanyin ate the last wonton, saw that the three men at the table had no intention of leaving, and knew that they still had something to discuss, so he said, "Dad, brother, you talk, I'll go back to take a bath first." She said she was about to send the empty bowl into the kitchen.

Before her fingers touched the bowl, the bowl was taken away by Jing Yao and put in front of Jing Muhan: "Yinyin, you go to rest, let your second brother brush the bowl."

"Well, let him do it, you go to sleep." Jing Zeheng nodded at Shen Fanyin and pushed his bowl in front of Jing Muhan.

Jing Muhan: "......?"