A Woman Who Wears to 70s Wants to Get Rich

Chapter 122 See the old man

But Zhu Xun still answered seriously.

"Almost two hours."

Hearing this, the person on the recliner got up, straightened his clothes, looked at the land in front of him reluctantly, and then looked back, he had more important things to do.

"Go get the car ready, we're leaving now."

His old man doesn't like other people to eat, he Fengming knows it best, he remembers that when he was a child, he got up late because he slept late, and delayed his studies, his old man would ask the housekeeper to beat him severely.

Now that I think about how miserable I was when I was a child, it was said that I was the son of the Feng family, who would be the heir in the future, and what kind of life I lived behind my back, those outsiders couldn't see it.

Thinking back to the present, Feng Ming found that he has changed, he has become different, in this car, he has his own assistant, he has his own world.

"Boss, here we are."

Zhu Xun pulled his thoughts back, Feng Ming didn't want to recall the past, he looked at the big and luxurious apartment in front of him through the car window.

I felt a lot of strange feelings, even though he came every week, it was the old man's rule to let Feng Ming come to report work every week.He didn't dare to resist, even if he hated his father.

Zhu Xun opened the door winkingly, knowing that if he didn't do this step, his boss would not be able to get out of the car.

Feng Ming walked directly to the front door, the door was unlocked, it seemed that the butler was lazy and ignored it, and he couldn't say much, after all, the house is quite deserted now.

There are not so many things to do, Feng Ming went directly to the study.

Sure enough, my father was drawing and writing in the study, every time he came.

Feng Ming thought about it, ever since his father retired from the business circle, he has become more and more fond of studying literati.As if these things would help him take something off him.

Only Feng Ming knows that his father is lying to himself, some things cannot be pushed away, such as blood, such as...

"coming."

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the person who was writing knew who was coming, and he would ask his eldest son Feng Ming to talk to him every week.

Hearing his father's gentle words, Feng Ming felt for a moment that he was loved, from childhood to adulthood.

But everything in this study was told to him again, no, you Feng Ming was disliked by your father when you were young.Still growing up.

He has been on guard against you, otherwise why would he ask you to report the situation once a week!

"Yes, father, I also brought the company's recent business report, you can take a look."

The tone was not like the attitude of a son talking to a father, but more like a written report to the boss.

The old man who was writing didn't reply, he was still writing, Feng Ming knew that he couldn't speak at this time, he had to wait.

After he finished writing, during the whole waiting process, he carefully observed his father, and it seemed that he was a little different from before.

His hair was getting grayer, and his hand holding the brush was a little unsteady. Now that it was almost autumn, he was wearing a suit jacket, while the old man in front of him was wearing a sweater.

It seems that he is really old, no wonder he announced his half-retirement early.

His writing speed is not too slow, and he didn't make Feng Ming wait too long.

"Where to put things, let's not talk about work today, let's talk about something else."

other?Feng Ming's definition of this is a bit vague, he doesn't know what else to talk about between father and son besides work.

Is it marriage?His father has always liked to control everything about him, and now the only thing that has not been manipulated is his marriage, so, who is he going to introduce Feng Ming to?

Feng Ming didn't dare to think about it, so he vaguely agreed, and followed in his father's footsteps.

Walking to the soft sofa, the two of them settled down.

"Fengming, what do you think of me treating you?"

First of all, his father spoke, this question made it difficult for Feng Ming to answer.

Feng Ming didn't even dare to look at him, because he was a little scared at this distance, what was he afraid of?He was afraid of the aura on his father's body and every wrinkle on his father's face.

But Fengming still answered honestly.

"I feel good."

In front of him, Feng Ming was not good and did not dare to speak too much.

After hearing this answer, the old man laughed, this laugh made Feng Ming a little scared, so Feng Ming picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, I dare not look at the old man.

"You are lying, Fengming, you are lying to me."

The word cheat deeply hit Fengming's heart, cheat?How dare he lie!
"No, I really feel fine."

Weighing the pros and cons, Feng Ming was calculating the probability that the man in front of him would be happy when he heard this sentence. ?
It's a pity that he miscalculated, the person in front of him didn't show a very happy look, even a little bit disappointed, looking at Feng Ming.

"You don't complain? Don't you complain that I treated you so harshly when I was a child?"

The old man threw out two more questions, and the movement of his hands didn't stop, he was also pouring tea, after pouring it for himself, he poured it for Feng Ming.

Feng Ming was taken aback by this action, how could he let the old man pour tea for him, he was really guilty, so he quickly brought the teapot over.

"No, father, I'll pour you tea."

Feng Ming seemed to be a different person, he was like an emotionless marionette in front of his father.

This move made the old man very sad, but he didn't stop him, just do whatever you want!
"I heard that you got the land at the charity meeting."

This matter was told by the old man's old friend for many years. His eldest son was capable and business-minded. He defeated Gu Nanting at the charity meeting and got the land.

"Yes, which day is better luck."

Talking about this piece of land, Fengming began to relax, because he felt that he had something to show off in front of the old man.

I am a capable person.

"Not bad, I can survive in the commercial field."

Hearing his son's tone was a little happy, the old man also wanted to praise him, after all, he seldom praised him, so it's time to give him some praise now.

Hearing this praise, Feng Ming was very happy, but he didn't show it on the surface.

"Yeah, if I hadn't let Zhu Xun take away his child that day, I wouldn't have been able to go so smoothly."

Feng Ming suddenly forgot that in front of him was his own father, he used such low-handed tactics to win himself, and even showed off in front of his father.

Suddenly realized that I was wrong.

"Ah, no, I just let Zhu Xun take his child to play casually, and it didn't hurt his son."

(End of this chapter)