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Chapter 2085: The "Old Son-in-Law" Visits

"Old Fang, to be honest, there is nothing wrong with your idea!"

Jiang Daqiao smiled and touched his nose.

Even though the two were good friends, neither of them agreed with Fang Xiewen's character before.

Paranoid, self-willed, and stubborn.

He is also warm-hearted towards his friends and will never refuse to help if he can.

In short, there is a polarization between good and bad.

But I didn't expect that I would have such a clear understanding of this society.

With a serious expression, he said, "Mr. Fang, it's a bit difficult for Qinghua to get a doctorate. Of course, Shuangdan still has certain advantages, but the competition pressure to stay in school will probably be very great!"

"It's okay, just do your best and leave the rest to fate. If it really doesn't work out, just change schools!" Fang Xiewen doesn't necessarily have to stay in Qinghua.

He also understood that it was indeed difficult.

Because every tutor has a quota and has a large number of graduate students under him, which is equivalent to his own sons and godsons. If he doesn't have enough, why would others choose him?
So he didn't hold out too much hope. With his degree as a double-day graduate student, it would certainly not be difficult for him to get a Ph.D. in any university in the capital except Peking University and Tsinghua University.

Besides, in a sense, I had some money in my pocket. If I wanted to study for a doctorate, I didn't have to pass an exam, as long as there was a teacher willing to accept me.

Jiang Daqiao put down the coffee cup in his hand after hearing this.

Puzzled, "Then why did you come to the capital? Wouldn't it be easier to find our original mentor?"

"There are some problems in the relationship between Huang Yimei and me!" Fang Xiewen didn't explain too much.

"Hey, Old Fang, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. Isn't your father-in-law Professor Huang from the Department of Literature?"

The circle is so small. Although one is in the Computer Department, which belongs to science, and the other is in the Literature Department, which belongs to liberal arts, Jiang Daqiao has still heard of Huang Jianzhi.

After just a moment's thought, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"You are still so smart!"

"I can't guarantee your doctorate degree. After all, my advisor has a lot of fellow graduate students. I can only try to arrange for them to come out for you. How you discuss the matter will be up to you!"

There is a saying that goes, it is possible that the teacher you had in college was the most senior person you have ever met in your life.

The professors in the computer department of the top university in the country are definitely among the top few.

But Fang Xiewen didn't care. If it worked, it would work. If not, forget it.

After separating from the Hejiang Bridge, I strolled around the campus of Qinghua University. You have to admit that as one of the top universities in the country, the environment here is no worse than any 5A-level tourist attraction.

It was already late September at this time, basically the first day of college, and we had just finished military training. We were curious about everything, and our eyes were full of clarity.

"Oh~" Fang Xiewen smiled and shook his head, feeling somewhat emotional in his heart.

I'm afraid we won't see this kind of smile again after a few years when they enter society.

After leaving school, Fang Xiewen did not return to the hotel, but started spending money like water!

Of course, don’t get me wrong, we didn’t go to any Sanlitun bar, but came to Lianjia, which will become a giant in the real estate industry in the future.

You have to do what you promised to others.

There aren't any pretentious or face-slapping scenes in the store. Those are all from TV dramas. Of course, it might happen in other cities, but in the capital, if an old man in a loafer's shirt is hit by a brick, he could be a demolition resident worth tens of millions.

No one dares to underestimate it.

When the real estate guy heard Fang Xiewen say that he wanted to buy so many units with a total value of more than 1000 million, his brain went blank and crashed.

"First...Sir, are you sure you want to buy so many sets?"

"Sure!"

Fang Xiewen has just selected a few houses, basically all of them are small two-bedroom apartments. The current housing price in Haidian is around 11 yuan in 3, and it may increase two to three times in the future. More than 1200 million yuan is just enough to buy five houses.

"Gudong!" The agent felt as if pie had fallen from the sky.

I had been working for a year, and hadn't sold that many houses in total. But then a big client came and I started calculating how much commission I would get from selling so many houses.

"Hey!" Fang Xiewen looked at the other person standing there in a daze, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"S-Sorry sir!"

The service provided by the agent was absolutely up to God’s standards, and even the entire store followed suit.

It was already past 10 o'clock in the evening when I finished my work.

Fang Xiewen went back to the hotel to sleep. …

In the next few days, it is about transferring ownership and other matters, but you don’t have to worry about it, as the agent has arranged everything clearly.

Not long after, Fang Xiewen got the key.

Weekend morning.

He wore a white T-shirt with a casual jacket, and simple jeans and sneakers, and drove his newly bought Audi to the family compound.

"I'm coming~" Huang Zhenhua opened the door with a slightly better attitude than before.

"you…"

Before he could finish his words, little boy Fang Taichu, who was playing with building blocks in the living room, rushed over like a little cannonball.

"Daddy!" He stretched out his little hands to ask for a hug.

Fang Xiewen naturally couldn't refuse, so he bent down and held her in his arms.

He said lovingly, "Taichu, have you been good at grandpa's house these days?"

"Taichu is so good!" The little girl has a little chubby face and big watery eyes. She is especially cute when she speaks.

And pointed his finger.

"If you don't believe me, ask your uncle!"

"Uncle, is Taichu well behaved?"

"Be good~" Huang Zhenhua's helplessness was visibly evident.

Although my niece is a little girl, she is definitely my sister's biological daughter. Even though she is as well-behaved as a little lady now, she is usually crazier than anyone else when she plays.

Fang Xiewen looked at his daughter with an expectant look on her face and immediately understood what it meant.

"Here!" He took out a lollipop from his pocket.

"Thank you, Dad..." The other word hasn't been uttered yet.

"Fang Taichu!"

This threatening voice made the little girl pout instantly, and her little hand tightly grasped the lollipop.

Turned.

"Mom, this is Dad's reward!"

"Not today. You can only have one lollipop a week, and you ate it all yesterday!"

Huang Yimei snatched it away without hesitation, perhaps without realizing that there was anything wrong.

The daughter was in Fang Xiewen's arms. When she came over, the two of them were so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

Because she was at home, her outfit was not that particular. She wore a loose yellow shirt with shorts and black slippers. This outfit would look very ordinary on other people, but it looked very nice on Huang Yimei.

Her slightly curly hair was tied into a ponytail, which was naturally a little messy because of carrying a child. Some thin vine-colored bangs were scattered on her forehead. Her face was lightly powdered and her eyeliner was lightly drawn. Her curled eyelashes made her eyes look very charming and her face looked even more beautiful.

Of course, what attracts the most attention is the slender and white swan neck.

Fang Xiewen was somewhat shocked.

When Huang Yimei's reaction was not right, he glared at her and took his daughter over.

"Humph!"

"Xiao Fang is here~"

Huang Jianzhi likes to keep healthy and has no bad habits. What he hates most is going out for social events. He is thin and casual, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. He wears a very simple old-cadre shirt, and has a strong scholarly air.

Because I had been ill before, I used a cane when I went downstairs.

"Dad!" Fang Xiewen greeted.

"Xiao Fang, you said you would come, so what do you want to bring?" Although Wu Jiangyue is over 60 years old, one can still see the charm of his youth.

"Mom, it's just some nutritional supplements!"

"Sit down quickly!"

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)