How many house rules

In fact, Ms. Zhao used all the methods of injuring the enemy ten thousand and self-defeating eight thousand. She was not used to living in a house with an elevator. Every time she went up and down the elevator, she would be afraid. She could not stand the small room, even for ordinary people. She's not young anymore, she can't get used to the bathroom without a bathtub, can't get used to the food cooked by the barrister, and despises their sloppy home (it's actually quite clean and tidy...), but she still insists on clinging to it, just doesn't Go, never give up until you reach your goal.

Jing Fengping actually quite admires this prospective mother-in-law, not everyone has this kind of resilience, even if his life is disturbed.

Ms. Zhao only stayed for five days. During the day, she followed Xiao Yang in the kindergarten to be the emperor, and at night she went home to find fault with each other. Either this place was bad or there was no good there. Every time she appeared in front of people, she would look as if she was going to a banquet with exquisite makeup, and she was as noble as a queen. , not the queen.

She changed the curtains in the guest bedroom, changed a new bed for herself, laid a snow-white carpet on the floor, and planned to change the sofa in the living room too.She acted confidently, without the slightest courtesy of being a guest at someone else's house.

Finally, Xiao Yang couldn't take it anymore, and had a showdown with his mother: "You win, I'll go."

Instead, Ms. Zhao was not in a hurry: "I don't care if you want to go or not."

"Mother! Are you enough? It's fine to torment me, why are you tormenting him?" Xiao Yang was furious.

Ms. Zhao said angrily, ""Isn't it said that the son-in-law is half the son-in-law, and the son-in-law is about the same, shouldn't you be filial to me? "

"You admit us?"

Ms. Zhao said: "Do I admit that it is useful? If I object, you will separate from him? I think living here is okay and I want to live here for a while."

Yes, yes, go directly to the door to listen to the movement!Xiao Yang twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Auntie wants to stay as long as she wants, I'm honored." Jing Feng smiled peacefully, this is the first step to successfully capture the mother-in-law.

"Mom, what else can you ask for? I will do whatever I can."

Ms. Zhao finally began to speak seriously: "One request, go and do it well, don't try to fool around for two days, if I can't get it, I will come back to live."

Jiang is still old and hot. Xiao Yang originally wanted to deal with an errand, but he dealt with his mother's downfall, but he didn't expect to be seen through at a glance.

After learning from the pain, he nodded.

"And you." Ms. Zhao pointed at Jing Fengping: "Don't let me know that you are holding my Yangyang back, or I will make you look good!"

"Don't worry, I will do my best to help him." Lawyer Jing Da solemnly promised.

Finally, Xiao Yang was required to go home once a week without Jing Fengping.

Both of them agreed, as long as your old man doesn't make trouble, you can do whatever you want.

Ms. Zhao achieved her goal, like a victorious queen, she was sent home by her son-in-law with all the money.

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Chairman Xiao Shengyan looked at the report in his hand, and the top one was clearly Xiao Yang's resume.

Doesn't it seem ridiculous that a father wants to know about his son through this thin piece of paper?

But the fact is like this, he never thought that he had to understand his children, he raised them just to fulfill the responsibility of a sperm provider, of course, he didn't want the old Xiao family to have no descendants.He doesn't need them to take care of his retirement, and he doesn't need them to marry each other. He is busy making money, hunting for beauty, and enjoying life. His life is already rich enough. Without this, he doesn't feel any regret at all.

Now he thinks he needs an heir, and he picks them, the fittest, the laws of nature.

His daughter was dismissed from the very beginning, and his family business cannot be handed over to someone with a different surname, just marry with a dowry.

Looking at the information, Xiao Shengyan frowned. To be honest, he was not very satisfied.No one has half the courage of his back then, how can such a person take on the heavy responsibility of a group company.Thinking about what he looked like when he was in his 20s, and then looking at them, they really echoed the old saying that one generation is not as good as one generation.

If his sons hear his heartfelt voice, they will definitely cry out: You are a genius, but you are not born to know everything, and don't think about how your father taught you hand in hand!You put all your sons like sheep, ignoring them for more than 20 years, punishing them without teaching them, it is really domineering and unreasonable.

Picking up the stack of resumes and throwing them into the drawer, although there are still some remarkable things, it is still far from enough. The heir he wants must be broad-minded and unique, capable of opening up new markets, and responsible I want to be responsible to the tens of thousands of employees of the group. To put it bluntly, I want a wolf who has passed the test of character, definitely not a good Mr. Sheep.But these few, okay?

It's better to have another one.

He smiled, but it didn't make much difference, he still had plenty of time, and he could always practice one when he closed his eyes.

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Before Xiao Yang went to Yuehua Group, he naturally had to make some arrangements for the kindergarten. The matter of expansion could only be let go first. If there was anything, the old director would keep an eye on it first, especially food safety and children's life safety. He solemnly explained it again. After explaining the miscellaneous things in bits and pieces for two days, I went to his old man's place with uneasiness.

When I first went there that day, I ran into Xiao Hai, and made him laugh a lot, and opened his mouth to call: "Pig, why are you here?"

Xiao Yang looked him up and down: "You still don't believe me when I say you're stupid, but I'm a pig, what are you?" Both were born by the same father, are you stupid?

Xiao Haiqi's teeth itch, uh, his fists itch too.

In the old man's luxurious big office, they saw other brothers, no sisters.

Daughters have no inheritance rights with him.

There were seven of them, and one of them was a blue-eyed half-breed.From the appearance of his son, it can be seen that this old man is absolutely beautiful and blessed.

Xiao didn't know why a song suddenly popped up in his head: Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine...

Full of black lines.

He hurriedly turned his face and pretended to look at the office. He didn't know what the old man's hobbies were. The office took up a whole floor and was big enough to play a basketball match. Apart from the necessary office supplies, there were also a lot of random things. , such as the big wine rack, the wine on it comes from all over the world, and there are several bottles of Lafite in 82.The beautiful piano and billiard table each occupy a corner, so there is no delay in office leisure and entertainment.By the way, I have to mention the conspicuous leather sofa, which is big and soft, and I want to roll on it when I look at it. I guess I can do good things on it.

Generally speaking, this is not like an office that a domineering and indifferent man would have. The contrast with him is too great to imagine.

"The old man is good enough to enjoy himself, he's living his life, tsk tsk." Xiao Hai pulled the wine from the wine cabinet, and casually told the year of the winery's origin, his eyes turned red with envy.

"Take it away if you like it, I believe he won't send you in just because of a bottle of wine." Xiao Yang bared him.

"Come on, I'm not that closed-eyed yet." Xiao Hai didn't want to talk to him anymore, as if he had taken gunpowder.

"It's your first time here, too?" The handsome green-eyed boy looked at them curiously, still innocently.

Xiao Hai pinched the little handsome guy's slightly baby-fat face without admitting it: "Yes, what's your name? How old are you?"

The little handsome guy covered his face and stepped back: "I'm an adult, don't pinch me. My name is Xiao Quan."

"Have you met Dad?" Xiao Quan asked curiously.

Xiao Yang and Xiao Hai nodded, but the others remained silent.

"I haven't seen it, oh, I've seen it in newspapers, but I haven't seen it for real." Xiao Quan said lonely.

"What's the difference if I've met or not? I can't see you twice a year." Xiao Hai lay on Xiao Quan's shoulder carelessly, "Brother, are you still in school?"

"Freshman this year." Xiao Quan tried his best to support the tall and burly Xiao Hai, his face turned red.

"Xiao Hai, you can order a little, I don't care how big your weight is." Xiao Yang opened his mouth to help the child.

Xiao Hai smiled and apologized to him, and his speech and behavior could not help revealing a sense of unruliness, as if he was back in the time of car racing.

The rest of them didn't speak, a little curly hair stared at the paintings on the wall fascinatedly, a skinny guy lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and a guy wearing glasses kept picking at the picture in his hand. A tablet computer, and a black schoolbag on his back, with a strong aura, as if no strangers should enter.

Outside the transparent glass window, a group of people walked in. They were smart and capable in suits and leather shoes. Men and women were full of energy. They were all elites who could stand alone.

Xiao Shengyan was among them, not the oldest, nor the most handsome, but he was the most conspicuous one, and one could tell at a glance that he was the absolute leader.

This man has a powerful aura, and his natural domineering manner makes everyone bow their heads in front of him. His voice is not high, but every word is like an imperial decree. No one dares to question him. His face is calm and smiling. , but no one dared to say a word of nonsense.

He just brought a group of people in, and stood in a row behind him in a huff, with an astonishing momentum but silently.

The author has something to say:

This is a scumbag...