"Cheers!"

Five glass glasses filled with Coke clammed together with a crisp sound.

"Congratulations, Director He!"

Xu Cheng's mouth was sweet as if Xiaomi had wiped her mouth, and He Ying smiled with her eyebrows, "Mom, I'm just the deputy director, and I'm still far from the director." ”

Xu Jianghe also nodded beside him, "Yes, congratulations to Deputy Director He." ”

"Hehehe." , He Ying's body trembled slightly, and her smile was very far-fetched, "Lao Xu, go and wash these two dishes for me." ”

Xu Jianghe's chopsticks that were about to clip a piece of prawns stopped, "Huh? Let's go back after eating, what dishes do you wash now, the food will be cold in a while. ”

He Ying's eyes narrowed directly into a slit, "Do you wash it?" ”

Xu Jianghe immediately got up and rushed into the kitchen with a plate, and there was a sound of rushing water.

Xu Cheng shook his head, young, this is too young!

Yu Yu silently shrank in the corner and watched, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Sure enough, such a gentle Aunt He is all fake...

Lin Wan's porridge has never stopped, she usually pays attention to eating politeness at home, but now she is too lazy to peel the skin of shrimp when she eats shrimp, pinching her head and tail and stuffing it directly into her mouth.

Xu Cheng took out a tissue and wiped the grease stains on the corner of her mouth, "Lin Wan Congee, you are a lady at our house, don't easily show your soul of a dry rice person." ”

"Hee-hee."

She smiled embarrassedly, remembered something, and asked.

"Xu Cheng, how are your driving skills?"

Xu Cheng looked at her, "I'm driving fast, what's wrong?" ”

Lin Wancongee scratched her head, "What kind of car is fast?" Do you know how to ride a bike, my dad bought me a bike, and you can teach me to ride it later. ”

Xu Jianghe wiped the water on his hands, sat down at the table, and said, "Bicycle, let him teach him, Xu Cheng can ride, I and your Aunt He have not taught him, he will ride a big bike, ride well." ”

"Then let's go to Bayi Square to learn there." , Xu Cheng said.

The matter of teaching Lin Wancongee to ride a bicycle was finalized.

Xu Jianghe had just sandwiched two chopsticks dishes, and before he could enjoy the carnival of his taste buds, he heard Xu Cheng's harsh words.

"Mom, your deputy director is at the deputy section level, what level is Dad? Daddy won't be as tall as you! Wouldn't it, wouldn't it? ”

Xu Jianghe jumped a few times inexplicably, but still tried to maintain an elegant smile in front of the child.

He Ying glanced at her husband embarrassedly, and didn't want to be too faceless in front of his children, so she said euphemistically, "Your father's level is not as high as mine for the time being..."

"Really! Dad doesn't make as much money as you do, right? Xu Cheng's mouth was full of the noisy tone of a bear child.

Confirmed by He Ying again, Xu Cheng's aggressiveness gradually increased, imitating the cheap appearance of Crayon Xiaoxin, "Doesn't that mean that Dad, you still have to rely on your mother to support you, obviously you have hands and feet and women to support you, so embarrassing for a man, you are right, Lin Wancongee." ”

Lin Wancongee shook her head, and said to Xu Cheng seriously, "You can't say that about Uncle Xu Cheng!" It's excessive! ”

Xu Jianghe glanced at Lin Wancongee with relief, sure enough, the little girl was sensible, and the little boy was not considerate of his parents at all.

"Uncle just doesn't have the ability of Aunt He, how can you casually say that uncle is embarrassed by a man's face?"

"Cough, cough, cough...", Xu Jianghe coughed violently, like a wounded person lying at the scene of a car accident, and was run over by the ambulance that drove over for the second time.

He Ying looked at him with concern, "Do you eat slowly, is the fish bone stuck in your throat?" ”

Xu Jianghe waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but Xu Cheng's torture was obviously more than that, and he looked at the corner of the dining table again, "Yu Yu, what do you think?" ”

Yu Yu, who was named, was stunned, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I, I think... Lin Wan Congee is right! ”

"Alas, my dad is really unproductive..."

"Mom, why don't I take your surname, call him Cheng, or let Dad follow my child's surname, it's really embarrassing to have such a father."

The chicken wing bones in Xu Jianghe's hand clicked and broke easily, his face became very hot, and his hand involuntarily touched the seven wolves on his waist.

Evil door, why do you want to be rude to this child so much today?

He Ying also frowned, "Xu Cheng, how can you say that about your father?" No rules! ”

Xu Cheng pretended to be innocent and pulled the food in the rice bowl, "Obviously, I can't understand how Dad is so confident that he is ordinary and ordinary..." ”

Xu Jianghe coughed lightly twice and put the chopsticks on the bowl.

"Ahem, what, I'm full."

"What are you doing, Lao Xu? That's what I ate..."

Xu Jianghe explained with a forced smile, "It's too hot to eat, I'll go to the study to calm down." ”

Xu Cheng said quietly at the dining table, "Dad, why don't you go to the refrigerator for a while, it's calm down there." ”

Xu Jianghe's leg stumbled and almost fell.

Little rabbit cub, look at your midterm exam this time, how can your father teach you a lesson!

Lin Wancongee looked at He Ying with a worried face, "Aunt He, is my uncle angry with me, I, I didn't mean to..."

Yu Yu was also very uneasy in his seat, knowing that he had just said that Xu Cheng was right.

Xu Cheng's family is really scary!

He Ying smiled and explained, "No, how can uncle be angry with you, uncle is just sick to his stomach today..."

Xu Cheng gnawed on the chicken leg in his hand and muttered, "Who is he angry with, putting aside the facts, is he really not wrong at all..."

Xu Cheng's set of spark lightning with critical strikes really hit Xu Jianghe hard, but it was also very effective.

In the next few days, although he did it very secretly, Xu Cheng still found that Xu Jianghe secretly bought the iriver Iron Triangle, which is now regarded as a god, and MPMan F10, which is known as the originator of MP3, and secretly pondered it in the study every day.

Finally willing to follow the path that my son has shown you!

Xu Jianghe was born in engineering, before he went to the marketing department, he has been staying in the production department of Jing'an Communications, the technology is very hard, Xu Cheng remembers that he was laid off and unemployed in his previous life, tossed and turned several times, and finally opened a mobile phone repair shop, the business is good, and in the new media era, he often shoots some short videos of repairing mobile phones.

Seeing that his father can work so hard, Xu Cheng is relieved to see his son still studying at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, although he knows that in the bloated system of state-owned enterprises, it will be very difficult to do things, for example, just like there was a thing called Feixun later.

Feixun came out earlier than WeChat, in the early era of smart phones, it is almost one of the necessary software for installation, and even some colleges and universities are directly equipped with a flying signal when they are enrolled, its functions are very creative and forward-looking, almost integrating the later micro-message, QQ, micro-neck...

But unfortunately, it is very difficult to expect a large company to do breakthrough projects, not to mention the risks that must be taken by innovative projects, just hindering the internal struggle will consume all the energy, and then this thing will be cold.

So Xu Cheng can probably guess that Daddy wants to lie flat, not because his wings are not full enough, there is a lot of resistance, or the thing has just been done, and the cake is directly taken away by others.

But doing it means a glimmer of hope, and if you don't do it, it's impossible, and the resistance of Jing'an communication is not greater than moving...

"Dad, don't worry, your son will always be your solid backer!" , The corners of Xu Cheng's mouth revealed a touch of fatherly filial piety.