I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"what about the taste?"

After working for nearly two hours, Fang Weiguo not only prepared a table of dishes, but also brought a bottle of wine.

Maotai.

Jiang Chen raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, "Uncle Fang, your bacon and cucumber stew is so authentic! You don't have any secret recipe, do you? No wonder you didn't let Aunt Pan and Fang Qing into the kitchen just now. Are you worried that they might steal your skills?"

Fang Weiguo laughed.

"You have good taste. I researched all of this myself. You won't be able to taste this flavor anywhere else. And this dish of glutinous rice cake fish, I combined the strategies on the Internet and improved it carefully..."

"Xiao Jiang flattered you, and you took it seriously. Look at Qingqing, she doesn't even want to taste your bacon."

"That's because this girl doesn't like to eat cured meat or greasy food. There's nothing wrong with eating it moderately, but will she get fat if she eats a few pieces of meat?"

"Uncle, why did you take such good wine? It's too expensive."

Jiang Chen looked at the bottle of Feitian Moutai and changed the subject.

"What's the big deal? Wine is meant to be drunk. Who in our family has a more important guest than you?" Fang Weiguo joked.

"If uncle says so, I won't dare drink this wine."

Fang Weiguo didn't care about anything and opened the bottle directly. "Why should I be afraid to drink it? I wouldn't buy such an expensive bottle of wine. It was given to me by someone else."

"Tong Dan gave it to me." Pan Hui added.

"Now you have to call Mr. Tong."

Fang Weiguo poured the wine while smiling.

"Really? In my memory, she is not a generous person." Jiang Chen teased.

"You still hold a grudge against me?"

Fang Weiguo looked at him.

"Why should Xiao Jiang hate Tong Dan?" Pan Hui was puzzled.

"You forgot." Fang Weiguo said to his wife, "When they were in middle school, they were always at odds with each other."

Pan Hui laughed and glared at her husband, "Do you think everyone is as petty as you? If the two children still cared about what happened in the past, would they still work together?"

"Aunt Pan is right."

Jiang Chen nodded vigorously, "Tong Dan and I have already made peace."

Fang Weiguo handed over a glass of white wine, a disposable cup filled to the brim, "This is what a man should do. Don't bother with a lesbian. Uncle really appreciates your approach."

"Too much. Do you have to get Xiao Jiang drunk when he comes back?"

"Qingqing didn't say anything, and you're worrying about nothing here. How could he be busy with social events outside? His alcohol tolerance must have surpassed mine a long time ago. It's me, an old man, who you should be concerned about."

Fang Weiguo put down the bottle and said to Jiang Chen, "Eat slowly, drink slowly, and don't get drunk."

Jiang Chen smiled and nodded.

"Qingqing, there's beer in the refrigerator. If you want some, go get it yourself."

Fang Weiguo is indeed very open-minded. Unlike some parents, who set numerous rules and regulations for their children even after they have grown up, and treat their children as children.

"How about having a couple of drinks with Xiao Jiang?"

Pan Hui also said.

Before Fang Qing could say anything, Jiang Chen waved his hand hastily, "No, I don't deserve it. I'll just drink with my uncle."

"What is worthy of it?"

Fang Weiguo said, "Personally speaking, you and Qingqing are childhood friends, and have been friends for decades. Business-wise, you are Qingqing's boss, and she was able to get such a good job and often be with us. Jiang Chen, your aunt Pan and I know that our whole family has to thank you."

Jiang Chen raised his glass in a hurry, "Uncle Fang, you are too serious. Fang Qing came to work at Tianci not because I wanted to help her, but purely because of her ability and talent. Business competition is a competition for talent. Since she joined Tianci, she has been running around for Tianci, doing her best, handling countless legal troubles, eliminating the company's worries, and escorting Tianci's development. To be precise, she should be helping me."

Although everyone knows that it is just a polite remark, for the older generation, the boss is the boss and the subordinates are subordinates. How can a subordinate be grateful to the boss?
But it sounds heartwarming.

Fang Weiguo and his wife looked at Jiang Chen with more and more kindness in their eyes. No wonder they treated someone like their own child.

"If you put it that way, you two should drink one."

Fang Weiguo motioned to his wife, "Go get some wine."

"I'll go myself."

Fang Qing got up and went to the refrigerator to get two cans of beer.

Fang Weiguo clinked glasses with Jiang Chen and said with a smile, "It feels like Chinese New Year."

What’s important about a festival is never the date, but the people around you.

"Princess Qing, you can drink beer as you please."

Jiang Chen said to Fang Qing, his childish tone making Fang Weiguo and his wife laugh.

They have been to Kyoto.

I also visited the magnificent Great Wall Building.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that the guy living across the street has become such a great figure.

"Jiang Chen, public matters are public matters, private matters are private matters. It is true that you and Qingqing are childhood friends, but you should not treat her specially at work. Your uncle Fang and I are not yet in our seventies or eighties. We can take care of ourselves and we don't need her to stay in Sand City for a long time."

"Yes, what your Aunt Pan said makes sense. Without rules, there will be no order. You are a person who runs a big business, and you have so many employees under you. You can't let them feel unfair."

Jiang Chen smiled: "Uncle, aunt, Fang Qing often stays in Shacheng because there are jobs in Shacheng and Jiangcheng that she needs to take care of. She is a local and it is most appropriate for her to handle it. I don't give her any special treatment."

"That's good."

Fang Weiguo nodded and said, "Eat more vegetables."

"Yes, enjoy your uncle Fang's cooking."

"That is."

Jiang Chen stretched out his chopsticks.

"You came back alone?"

Pan Hui ate and chatted.

"Yeah. Alone."

"Why didn't you bring your girlfriend?"

Fang Weiguo didn't seem to be sulking at all. Perhaps he had finally figured it out, and there was nothing strange about it. "It would be good for me and Aunt Pan to meet."

Pan Hui looked at her daughter, her eyes indicating that your father is really good at pretending.

"My house is so small, I can barely sleep alone, it's not very convenient."

"You're wrong to think that way. No matter how shabby or small it is, it's still your home. She's your girlfriend, so she'll definitely want to come and see the place where you grew up."

Fang Weiguo acted like a competent elder, with no selfish motives at all. His reasonable words made Pan Hui start to doubt herself.

Weren’t you still feeling upset about it this afternoon?

How come nothing happened now?

"Dad, this is someone else's private matter, why do you care so much?"

Fang Qing helped Jiang Chen out of the predicament.

"I'm not interfering. I'm just giving suggestions. But it's okay. We'll always have a chance to meet again in the future."

Fang Weiguo raised his glass to Jiang Chen, "You can't do a surprise attack if you bring your girlfriend. Give me and your Aunt Pan time to prepare the red envelopes."

"What are you preparing the red envelope for?"

Jiang Chen, who was about to drink, was puzzled.

"What are you talking about? This is the basic etiquette in our Shacheng. Your Aunt Pan and I are your elders. How can we not show some respect to your new daughter-in-law?"

The more Pan Hui listened, the more she felt at a loss. She kept looking at her husband, but she didn't know what to say.

Jiang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He drank a sip of wine silently, not knowing how to respond.

"That's enough. Jiang Chen has his own plans. There's no need for you to give him instructions."

Pan Hui interrupted and winked at her husband.

She didn't care what was wrong with Lao Fang.

My daughter is right next to me.

At least you should take your daughter's feelings into consideration, right?

"Well, we'll listen to your notification. You can also tell Fang Qing. Don't worry, your Aunt Pan and I will definitely not embarrass you. We will definitely prepare a big red envelope."

Fang Weiguo spoke solemnly and forcefully, with great momentum, but he should have just not turned around to say the next words to Fang Qing.

"When the time comes, you have to support me and your mother."

What does it mean?
Are you planning to ask Fang Qing to pay them some money as a favor?

"What does it have to do with me if you want to give me a red envelope?"

Fang Qing, who received elite education, is definitely not a child who is filial to others. Giving money to parents is natural and it is also okay for her to pay for her parents to give red envelopes to others. However, if the object is...

That's a bit ridiculous.

Pan Hui looked at her daughter's reaction, then at her husband who was speaking incoherently, and suddenly, she seemed to understand her husband's intention. "How can you say that? Doesn't that girl have to call you sister too? She can't call you that for nothing."

Jiang Chen was about to speak but stopped.

"Look at you scrounging, don't you have any money? Why are you asking my daughter to pay for something? Aren't you afraid that Jiang Chen will laugh at you?"

"I have to save my money for my daughter's dowry."

"You get the reputation, but your daughter suffers all the losses. Is there any father like you?"

Pan Hui laughed and scolded, then said to her daughter: "From now on, just send your father to a nursing home. A selfish person like him should be educated by the nursing home's nurses."

"Then remember to send your mother along. I have absolutely no objection." Fang Weiguo drank.

"you……"

"Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan, if you keep quarreling, be careful that Fang Qing will really send you to a nursing home, not the same one."

Jiang Chen's speech immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Fang Weiguo was overjoyed. "You are still so cruel, you little brat."

The meal lasted from six o'clock to eight o'clock in the evening. The sun set and the moon rose. The clear night made the noisy world gradually quiet, and also made the lights in this dormitory building for laid-off workers more warm.

"That's enough for today, lest I get you drunk and your Aunt Pan scolds me again."

They finished one cup in two or three seconds and ordered some more. Fang Weiguo stopped there. The two of them opened a bottle of Moutai but couldn't finish it.

"Thank you, Uncle Fang, for showing mercy."

Jiang Chen said immediately.

"Don't cover up for him. He's not afraid of getting you drunk, he's afraid of getting drunk himself. Can't you just accept your age?"

Pan Hui cleared the table.

Fang Weiguo was helpless, "Can't you give me some face in front of the children?"

"How can you save face in front of the children?"

Pan Hui retorted.

Fang Qing, who was used to her parents' quarrels, carried the dishes into the kitchen.

"Xiao Jiang, take a rest. You don't need to clean up."

"fine."

Jiang Chen had to help, so he picked up the dish and walked into the kitchen, only then did he get the chance to be alone with Princess Qing.

Fang Qing was about to go out, but he blocked her way with a puzzled look on his face.

"what?"

Jiang Chen lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Do you have any cash?"

"what happened?"

"Lend me some."

Fang Qing was confused, "What are you going to do?"

"Give Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan a red envelope. Didn't you hear me being called out at the dinner table just now?"

Where did you get called?
They were clearly talking about etiquette as elders.

It's just wishful thinking.

"I have no money."

Fang Qing was too lazy to talk to him and tried to leave through the side, but was blocked again.

"It doesn't need to be too much, five thousand will be enough."

Five thousand.

Or just a hint?

However, considering Boss Jiang's current achievements, this tone is not arrogant at all.

"Turn me."

Fang Qing did not insist. Her parents were both out and it would not be good to stay with him for too long. Besides, the guy was drunk and there was no point in talking to a drunkard.

Jiang Chen made an OK gesture.

"What nonsense were you talking about just now?"

outside.

Fang Weiguo and his wife were actually also whispering.

"Are you deliberately provoking your daughter?"

"How can it be."

Fang Weiguo, who was drunk, immediately denied it, "You just saw it. Qingqing is still upset. How could I possibly provoke her?"

"If you hadn't provoked her, would you have noticed that she was feeling uncomfortable?"

"..."

Fang Weiguo was silent, and then said: "Pour me a cup of tea."

"Pour it yourself."

Pan Hui lowered her voice and said, "Whether Qingqing has figured it out or not, don't test her anymore. It's meaningless. This is a matter between young people, and we have no power to influence it."

"I know."

Fang Weiguo smiled bitterly, "I just couldn't help myself..."

Pan Hui noticed two children coming out of the kitchen from the corner of her eye and glared at her husband, "If you can't control your mouth, then learn to shut it up."

Turning around, facing Fang Qing and Jiang Chen, Pan Hui quickly smiled and said, "You two don't have to be busy anymore. Go sit down and drink some tea to sober up."

"No, I have to go back and see if I'm missing anything."

"That's right. You'll have to stay for a few days this time. Go ahead and buy whatever you need. The convenience store at the door closes at 9:30."

Jiang Chen nodded and said goodbye to the Fang family.

"Uncle, I'll go back then."

"See if your water heater still works. If it doesn't, come and tell me and I'll go fix it for you."

Jiang Chen smiled and nodded, left Fang's house, and then walked three or four steps and arrived at the door of his house.

“Moutai tastes really bad.”

Fang Weiguo sighed and stood up to pour himself some water.

Fang Qing walked into her bedroom and when she came out again, she had a stack of cash in her hand.

no more, no less.

Exactly five thousand yuan.

"What?"

Fang Weiguo, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, wondered, "Dad was just joking."

Pan Hui, who was wiping the table, also saw it and immediately said, "Girl, take the money back quickly."

"This is from Jiang Chen."

Fang Qing put five thousand yuan on the coffee table, "He said he didn't bring any gifts, so he gave you a red envelope."

Fang Weiguo was stunned.

Pan Hui also came back to her senses, then wiped her hands on her apron and walked over quickly.

"Why are you being so polite, kid? We can't accept this money. Send it back to him."

"He gave it to you as a gift. If you don't want it, go and return it yourself. I'm going to take a shower."

After saying that, Fang Qing turned around.

"Two bottles of beer, is that too much?"

Watching his daughter walk into the bedroom, Fang Weiguo muttered to himself.

Pan Hui glared at him.

"It's not a good thing you did."

"So what do we do with this money?"

Fang Weiguo looked at the stack of banknotes on the coffee table.

Pan Hui turned around and continued to clean up.

"You can save it for the red envelope when the girl comes!"

(End of this chapter)