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Xing Likun arrived home at noon, and Xing Yuanping and Lin Yan arrived in the afternoon. After a long time, the family finally got together again.

Xing Yuanping has been developing the European real estate market for the past two years. Haicheng Real Estate has already made a name for itself. The Chinese-style courtyard house model has quietly set off an upsurge in the upper-middle-level consumer circle.

Lin Yan can't understand him, he is very old, and he spends all day in foreign countries, what's so good about money? It's not enough?It's really better to bring your grandson at home and enjoy the happiness of leisure.

After finally going home, I was either holding a tablet to read stocks, or holding a newspaper to read the news, which is outrageous.

I took the time to make an overseas call, "Steven, Ineed the balance sheet now..."

The Chinese don't speak Chinese, they look like shit.

Lin Yan hugged Xing Lele and clipped his nails. His military uniform was rubbed crookedly by a child. He frowned and patted Xing Lele's buttocks, "Sit honestly, like a monkey."

Xing Lele pouted aggrievedly, "Grandpa, you cut too deep, it hurts."

Finally, Xing Yuanping was empty-handed, and waved to Xing Lele, "Come to Grandpa, Grandpa will cut it for you."

This man has always been slow, even slow to cut his nails. Lin Yanlei is used to being stern, so he became anxious when he saw it, and urged him beside him, "Be quicker, this is embroidery."

Xing Yuanping choked on him leisurely, "Better than you, I can't even cut it."

Over there, the two elders were chatting, and here the two brothers were sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, clinking glasses and drinking.

"You got it done?"

"Yeah." Xing Likun patted his trouser pocket, which still contained his wife's fresh and hot underpants.

"Then why didn't you bring it home?" Xing Zeqi asked.

"He hasn't been back for several years, so he has to accompany the old lady." Xing Likun turned his eyes to the kitchen and asked his brother, "You and Brother Chong..."

Xing Zeqi remained calm, took a sip of his wine, "Mind yourself."

"What kind of charades are you playing?" Xing Likun went to Song Jin to make room for his eldest brother and sister-in-law, and when he heard that there was no movement, he became angry, "You pretend I don't know about what happened two years ago? The second official For pestering Brother Chong, who is his father? You can do it if you don’t like Brother Chong?"

It was also because of this incident that Liu Zhao's Wannian deputy father was able to stand upright, and if he was punished for nothing, he would open up a favor.

Xing Zeqi said lightly, "It's two different things."

"It's the same fucking thing!" Xing Likun squatted down on his wine glass, "If it's a man, just say it, and if you reject it, chase after it, don't bother."

"I'm 12 years older than him." Xing Zeqi narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "There are many things that I have to think about for him."

Not daring to take it, but also reluctant to let it go, I had no choice but to lock the person by my side all the time and watch it every day.

Xing Zeqi once privately arranged for someone to introduce someone to Fang Chong, and looked through the family background of the girl. He couldn't find faults anywhere, but he just felt that he was not good enough for Fang Chong. Fang Chong went to the dinner party, and he was sitting on pins and needles in the office. , In the end, he found an excuse to call and called people back to work overtime.

The torment of inconsistency, the unhappiness of wanting to give up and want to gain, rough people like Xing Likun will never understand.

He is already forty, but Fang Chong's age is just right, he can't bear to completely break Fang Chong's future and possibilities...

He still remembers the way that child held the portrait of his parents when he met him for the first time, and looked at another family of three—the home that Fang Chong wanted, he couldn't give.

After a while, Fang Chong helped the chef put the food on the table and greeted everyone to eat. He seemed a little restrained in front of the two elders, he didn't talk much, and occasionally smiled gently, or peeled the shrimp for Xing Lele.

Xing Zeqi picks the fish here, and picks out two big chunks, which are crystal clear and white. First he gave Xing Lele a piece, and gave Fang Chong another piece.

Xing Yuanping's eyes were poisonous, and he saw Fang Chong all at once. He looked Fang Chong up and down, his eyes fell on Xing Lele again, and asked slowly, "Fang Chong, how old are you this year?"

"Chairman, I'm 28."

Xing Zeqi said flatly, "Achong, this is Chinese New Year at home, so don't call him so unfamiliar."

"Oh..." Fang Chong pursed his lower lip and said softly, "Uncle Xing."

Xing Yuanping's expression completely changed after hearing Uncle Xing. He took a sip of wine and said, "I remember you have been with Zeqi for a long time, and you have good abilities. I just need talents there. Do you have any ideas?" Follow me to develop abroad? If you do well, I can let you be the person in charge of the branch there."

Fang Chong was taken aback for a moment, and the room fell silent immediately.

Both Xing Likun and Lin Yan frowned, their faces full of dissatisfaction, the master didn't even bother to speak when the dish was on the table, what kind of chopsticks are you messing around with?

Xing Lele looked at this, looked at that, Xiaoyou slapped the table, "Lele wants to eat shrimp!"

Xing Yuanping said kindly to his little grandson, "Okay, grandpa will strip it for you—"

"No, I want Uncle Fang to peel it off!" Xing Lele jumped down with a small bowl in his hand, pawing at Fang Chong's leg and acting coquettishly, "Uncle Fang hug."

With a pale face, Fang Chong held Xing Lele in his arms to feed, his eyes were completely lowered, and he didn't look at anyone.

Lin Yan snorted coldly, "No child is sensible yet."

"I promoted my company's outstanding subordinates, what are you talking about." Xing Yuanping choked back flatly.

"Ah Chong is not going anywhere. If you want to help, I will make other arrangements." Xing Zeqi said, "Dad, since you have entrusted me with the company here, I will decide whether he will stay or not."

Xing Likun gave his brother a thumbs up, okay, enough man!

Xing Yuanping still wanted to talk, but was interrupted by Lin Yan, "Okay, don't eat or sleep, why are there so many nonsense!"

Now Xing Yuanping turned his gun and pointed it at him again, "You haven't moved yet?"

Lin Yan wondered, "What happened?"

"Are you really planning to be single for the rest of your life?" Xing Yuanping said, "Don't go back to the army for the next two days, and settle the matter for me."

Lin Yan frowned tightly, and his hard face showed displeasure, "Can I have a good meal during the Chinese New Year? There is no end."

"I don't care how high your military rank is. In my eyes, you are my brother-in-law. If your sister passed away, I have to be responsible to you. Otherwise, when I get old and die, I won't have the face to go see her." Xing Yuanping said in a distorted voice. Big, but revealing the majesty of the patriarch, "If you drag it on, don't talk about good girls, I don't think you even have to pick divorced ones!"

Lin Yan slammed down a glass of wine, his eyeballs were red, he gave Xing Yuanping a hard look, stood up and left.

This meal is so annoying, I feel aggrieved, my mother's accumulated food!

"Stop! Lin Yan!"

Seeing Lin Yan slam the door and leave, Xing Yuanping dropped his chopsticks.

Xing Lele was so frightened that he burst into tears, Fang Chong hurriedly coaxed him, and went upstairs with the child in his arms.

A good reunion dinner, because of everyone's thoughts in twos and threes, completely broke up.

Xing Likun stood up and said a few words of persuasion, and went out to chase Lin Yan, while Xing Zeqi sat expressionlessly, looking at Xing Yuanping.

Xing Yuanping especially didn't understand, Xing Likun was fine, he didn't like limp little girls since he was a child, he was completely crooked - but this eldest son has always been reliable, he hasn't been staring at him for two years, no matter what, he has got bad habits ?

The juniors are ignorant, and the older ones don't worry about it. They know how to lead troops to practice artillery every day.