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Chapter 118 Xiao Chen is almost there

Zhao's father, Zhao's mother and Zhao Hui all came down.

When Zhao's father and mother saw Chen Xiao, they felt a little uncomfortable.

"Chen Chen."

"Chen Xiao!" Seeing that her parents were stuttering and didn't know how to call her, Zhao Xiangjun shouted, meaning that they should just call her by her name.

Chen Xiao also immediately said: "Uncle, hello auntie! I'm Chen Xiao, you can just call me by my name or Xiao Chen!"

Chen Xiao is not very tall, 178cm is not short, a little above average.

He is very gentle and handsome, and Zhao's father and mother were delighted when they saw him!

Looking at the back and front trunk filled with so many things, he complained, "Why do you bring so many things home?"

"He thought he had a small shop at home, so he should stock up on goods!" Zhao Xiangjun complained!
"How can you talk like that, kid?" Father Zhao glared at his daughter.

He didn't know that these two were used to bickering at home, and could start a debate over the smallest things.

The two of them just regarded it as a private affair, and her parents were afraid that others would think their daughter was immature.

Father and Mother Zhao looked at the pile of things. They asked Zhao Hui to carry the heaviest thing, the wine, and the two elders carried the next heaviest things.

Chen Xiao didn't feel comfortable asking the old man to carry something heavy, so he quickly refused!
But Mr. and Mrs. Zhao wouldn't let him touch it, so he had to take the remaining heavy ones.

Mother Zhao added, "Don't move. You can't lift it. Let Xiangjun take it!"

Chen Xiao was speechless. How come I, a tall guy of almost 1 meters, am considered to be not as strong as Zhao Xiangjun in the eyes of you old people?
Zhao Xiangjun rolled her eyes and went to pick up the remaining boxes, picking up the heavy ones.

She didn't care. She had never let Chen Xiao do any heavy work at home. In her words, when she was a child in the countryside, she had done all kinds of heavy work and could even carry 60 kilograms of rice.

In the end, only Chen Xiao was left with his box of the lightest bird's nest.

He picked it up helplessly and followed the "main group" forward.

Both Zhao's father and mother came from farming backgrounds. They were strong and agile, and could keep up with Zhao Hui's pace.

Zhao Xiangjun subconsciously waited for Chen Xiao, but Chen Xiao really couldn't walk fast.

This is so embarrassing!

When they were almost at the elevator entrance of their unit, they met their uncle who came back from outside and was about to go to his house. When they saw the large boxes, they knew that Xiangjun had returned with her boyfriend!

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Miss, let me help you!"

By the way, I glanced at Mr. and Mrs. Zhao, who were each holding two boxes of Moutai liquor.

The uncle was shocked. There were four boxes of Moutai. He took another look at the two boxes that Zhao Hui was holding. They were two boxes of Jiuwuzhizun cigarettes.

He was calculating how much it would cost, but before he could figure it out, he heard his sister scold him: "What are you standing there for? The elevator is almost here, why do you need to catch it?"

"Don't you see Chen Xiao is still holding a box? Hurry and take it, it's so heavy!"

The uncle then woke up as if from a dream and ran over, stepping past Zhao Xiangjun to take the box from Chen Xiao's hand.

Chen Xiao couldn't resist his enthusiasm and had to hand it to him. The box of bird's nest weighed less than 10 kilograms in total. I don't know how they knew they couldn't move it.

Zhao Hui lives on the 10th floor. Chen Xiao squeezed into the elevator and stood there awkwardly.

The various equipment in this resettlement house are outdated, the elevator buttons are broken, and the wires are exposed outside.

After entering the house and exchanging pleasantries, Chen Xiao paid special attention to Zhao Xiangjun's grandmother. As Zhao Xiangjun had said, she was 85 years old, with jet-black hair and no hunchback at all. It was obvious that she must have been a great beauty in her youth.

Grandma nodded kindly to Chen Xiao and said hello, then kept looking at him.

As soon as Zhao Xiangjun put the things down, she ran to her grandmother, helped her sit down, and then took her hand and stroked her little face back and forth, even her eyes were a little moist.

She hasn't seen her grandmother for a while.

Chen Xiao was warmly entertained by the Zhao family. He was a little flustered in dealing with it, after all, he had no experience in this kind of thing.

Occasionally I glanced at Zhao Xiangjun and found that she was putting down grandma's arm. She gently lifted the skin on grandma's hand with her hand, pulling and loosening it!
Chen Xiao's facial muscles twitched a little. Zhao Xiangjun's seemingly stupid behavior was probably just a playful act when she was interacting with her grandmother.

The skin of the elderly is relatively loose, and a small pull does not cause pain.

Zhao Xiangjun once said that when she was a child she liked to play with her grandmother like this.

Zhao Xiangjun's sister-in-law Wang Yan served tea, greeted Chen Xiao with a smile, and then accompanied Zhao's mother to the kitchen to busy herself!
Zhao's father, Zhao Hui and his uncle chatted with Chen Xiao.

This was probably the weirdest chat Chen Xiao had ever experienced. No one knew what to talk about and there was no common topic at all.

Talking about work, although the Zhao family is not fully aware of Chen Xiao's strength, just the tip of the iceberg is already beyond their imagination.

So there was no talk about work, and they couldn't give Chen Xiao any advice.

I could only ask about the health of Chen Xiao's parents, and after a few words we ran out of topics!

This is when the importance of the uncle is reflected. Sometimes funny people can make people laugh and liven up the atmosphere!
"Xiao Chen, Xiangjun has been my daughter since she was little. Among all my nephews, she is the one I love the most, so I have a say in her affairs!"

Chen Xiao listened with a cheerful smile. Based on his understanding of Zhao Xiangjun, he thought that only she had the right to speak on her affairs.

But he didn't want to expose his uncle, so he just treated it as a skit with him.

But Zhao Hui was afraid. His uncle spoke without thinking and might make Mr. Chen angry. What should he do then?

He was about to interrupt his uncle when his uncle had already started talking quickly.

"Xiao Chen, what do you do for a living?"

"Salesman!"

My uncle was stunned and looked back at the boxes of Moutai and Shangri-La. He was so happy that the salesperson was so generous. His own son is also a salesperson, but he usually doesn't even buy himself a box of Erguotou when he comes home.

"Oh, salesman, that's similar to my kid!"

Zhao Hui nearly fainted when he heard this. "That's almost there? How much more could it be?" One couldn't even come up with a few hundred yuan, while the other spent over a billion to buy a shopping mall for his girlfriend.

Chen Xiao could only smile a few times. He could neither say yes nor show that he was much better than his son. It would be embarrassing to slap him in the face. After all, they were relatives.

"Xiao Chen, how much sales does your company generate in a year?"

Chen Xiao thought for a moment and said, "This year we should be able to make over 3 million!"

Previously, Dr. Feng’s robot business was less than 2000 million a year, but since it was all pure software, the profit margin was still good, and it was considered a small but beautiful company.

The reason why he was so confident about the 3 million this year was that he had almost completed orders worth 3 million by himself.

My uncle nodded and said, "So, your job is worse than my son's. Their boss has 5 million in sales a year!"

(End of this chapter)