Devil President, Don't Bite Me

When Joey got home, Qiao Zhenxuan asked her, "Joey, is Mr. Mo here? I saw the Lincoln car yesterday."

Joey thought, no, she said it was 4:00 p.m. with mexiling. How could he advance? Besides, she walked all the way back and didn't see the car!

She put the car behind the door and said, "Dad, are you wrong?"

Qiao Zhenxuan stood by the window of the restaurant. "Come and see for yourself, don't you?"

Joie walked over as like as two peas, and his head extended to the window. It was Lincoln who had been lengthened yesterday. No wonder she didn't see it. It was parked behind the house.

"I'll go down and have a look." Joey slipped downstairs again.

Fang Jialiang came over with a pair of old leather shoes and complained: "you can help, too. Mr. Mo is coming."

Qiao Zhenxuan deliberately teased her: "it's already here. Yi just went down to pick up people."

"Ah!" Fang Jialiang was startled. He ran to the window and saw the car. He shouted in a panic, "what should I do? I haven't cleaned up yet. There's a mess everywhere. No, you can't go down and hold them. Give me more time. I... Oh, do you want these shoes? Don't let me throw them away, take up space and spray dust... No, you can't rely on me. I have to call Yi..."

Qiao Zhenxuan looked at his wife's panic and said, "hurry to lock the door!"

"Yes, lock the door!" Fang Jialiang threw his shoes on the ground and ran to the door. Suddenly he felt wrong and turned to look at him: "what are you laughing at? Say! "

Qiao Zhenxuan laughed and pointed to the window. Fang Jialiang ran over again and saw Joey talking to the driver downstairs. There was no moxiling at all. In a moment of anger, he stretched out his hand and hit Qiao Zhenxuan.

Qiao Zhenxuan didn't run either. He blocked her with his hands. Finally, he grabbed her two hands, "is it better?"

Fang Jialiang didn't understand: "what?"

"Look, you're too nervous. Just kidding. Are you better now?"

Qiao Zhenxuan was a steady man. He was rarely like this. Fang Jialiang was stunned, stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "I hate it."

He relaxed a little and looked out of the window, "I cooperate with you. Yi Yi said that Mr. Mo didn't come until 4 p.m. and thought I really believed it!" Then he picked up the leather shoes on the ground, "you'd better throw away these shoes. You're the prospective father-in-law of the richest man in Jinling City, and you still wear leaking shoes!"

Qiao Zhenxuan: "didn't Yi sell waste just now? Don't throw your shoes away. Put some oil on them and keep them when it's sunny. Mr. Mo has money. What does it have to do with us? "

Fang Jialiang smiled, "OK, keep it. Your father and daughter are people with solar terms."

Downstairs, Joey asked the driver, "did Mr. Mo want you to come?"

Driver: "Mr. Mo said that since yesterday, the car and people have been given to miss Qiao. Later, I will listen to miss Qiao's dispatch."

Joey was surprised. She just borrowed the car for one day. Why did mexiling even give her the car?

She recalled it carefully. On that day, mexiling said: don't worry, I'll give you the car and people.

That's what he meant

Joey was a little embarrassed and said to the driver, "I don't need a car here. Go back."

"But Mr. Mo......"

"It doesn't matter. I'll tell him." Joey said all sorts of things to get the driver and the car away. For her, it's not a gift, but a burden. She thinks that there is a driver sitting in the car waiting for her at any time every day. She is worried about the driver's boredom and what if he falls asleep in the car and catches a cold?

Under the wise leadership of Ms. Fang Jialiang, the family finally changed the house.

Qiao Zhenxuan sat on the sofa to rest and lit a cigarette. "Yi, in order to meet your Mr. Mo, Dad's old bones are broken and tired. Come and help dad beat!"

Joey went to the back of the sofa and massaged his shoulders and back. "Dad, thank you. I will be filial to you in the future."

Qiao Zhenxuan smiled, "Yi, I think the same as your mother. Your happiness is the most important."

Joy in Joey's heart: "did you... Agree?"

Qiao Zhenxuan closed his eyes and snorted, "look at his performance."

Joey knew that his father should agree. After thinking about it, he said, "Dad, moxiling doesn't know how to get along with people. Don't mind if you say something wrong."

"Before I get married, I'll talk to someone first." Qiao Zhenxuan sighed: "the bottom is that women don't stay!"

Fang Jialiang took the freshly washed curtains in and hung them. Seeing Qiao Zhenxuan smoking, he immediately shouted again: "Hey, don't you want to smoke? Mr. Mo can't smell the smoke. If he doesn't look at you for a minute, you'll mess around. Yi, put out your father's smoke. "

Joey said, "it's all right. Let dad smoke. No father-in-law is afraid of his son-in-law!"

Fang Jialiang said a few words, leaving them alone, he set up a chair and hung curtains.

Qiao Zhenxuan put out his cigarette in the ashtray and walked over: "I'll come. Be careful you fall again. The last lesson was not painful enough."

Fang Jialiang: "Hey, you curse me!"

Joey leaned against the sofa, looked at the bickering parents, smiled and shook his head.

At 4:00 p.m., moxiling arrived at Joey's house on time. Joey arranged this time. When she was late, she was afraid of her parents' opinions, and when she arrived early, she was afraid of moxiling's boredom, so she pinched the time and counted it just right.

Qiao Zhenxuan thought he would see something big at the window: at least three luxury cars, stars supporting the moon, servants lining up to give gifts... After all, is Jinling City's richest man? Stamp your foot, Jinling City will shake three times.

Unexpectedly, the luxury car was a luxury car. There was only one and no one came. Moxiling went upstairs with a gift.

When Fang Jialiang opened the door, his voice raised eight degrees: "Mr. Mo is coming, sit in the room, Yi, make tea quickly! Oh, come as soon as you come. What else do you bring? "

Mexiling had almost no experience in dealing with middle-aged women. In particular, Fang Jialiang looked at him like a two kilowatt iodine tungsten lamp, which made him a little impatient. Keep a humble smile on your face.

"Good aunt."

"Well, please sit down." Fang Jialiang invited mexiling to sit down on the sofa, sat down beside him and looked at him with a smile: "are you tired? It's said that you live in the suburbs. It's a little far away! "

Mexiling's back was sweating. Except Joey, he was not used to being so close to people. He moved to the side quietly, and then he felt that his breathing was smoother.

"Not tired, OK."

"Where are you from in your hometown?"

"... Jinling." I was in Jinling a thousand years ago. Later, I moved to another place and recently returned to Jinling.

"I heard that you are an only child. Are there any other relatives in your family?"

"... there are some distant... Brothers and sisters." Suddenly remembered that Zongbo was going to be his parents and discuss marriage with Joey's parents, he added: "there is a cousin."

"Do you usually get along with your relatives?"

"... we live together."

Fang Jialiang was stunned. Why do you want to live with distant relatives? It sounds like there are still a lot of people. If Yi Yi married in the past, will he be wronged

Joey made tea and came out. At a glance, she saw that moxiling sitting on the sofa was tense and uncomfortable. She was funny and worried.

"Why doesn't your father come out and embroider in the house?" Fang Jialiang complained. He was embarrassed in front of mexiling and explained, "don't mind, Mr. mo. Yiyi's father is slow."

"I don't mind." Mexiling kept smiling, but his expression was a little indifferent, obviously patient.

Joey knew he would be impatient, but it was just the beginning, and her worry was slowly amplifying

At this time, Qiao Zhenxuan came out of the bedroom.

Mexiling sat motionless and said in a flat tone, "good uncle."

Joey: "..." forgot to teach him to say hello and stand up. This stupid son-in-law can't teach him a little.

Qiao Zhenxuan had been looking at him at the window of the room just now and wanted to stretch him, so he stayed in the room and didn't go out. Now he sat still and his attitude was very indifferent. He thought that the richest man was slighted and unhappy.

He sat down quietly, with a more indifferent attitude than him: "here it is."

"Yes." Moxiling nodded slightly.

Seeing that the future Weng's son-in-law was a little out of control, Fang Jialiang was worried. He winked at his husband and signaled him to correct his attitude.

Joey hinted that moxiling, but these two people, one has a hard temper, the other is completely pointless, and still go their own way.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Fang Jialiang continued to make a polite noise with Moxi Ling: "Mr. Mo, how old are we Yiyi?"

Joey was surprised and heard mexiling answer: "much bigger."

"Not many. I think Mr. Mo will be in his twenties. Yi Yi is twenty-one this year."

Joey quickly said, "Mom, he's twenty-five." Be careful of the dirty banging, for fear that the silly son-in-law accidentally mutters that he is 75 years old.

"Bigger is better. I like her to find a bigger one. I know it hurts."

"I love her very much."

Joey: "

Qiao Zhenxuan: "

Fang Jialiang: "... Well, it's good to know that it hurts. Where did Mr. Mo go to college?"

Mexiling was silent for a moment, "Harvard, Oxford, Yale, MIT, University of Tokyo, Princeton, Cambridge, Stanford..."

Joey couldn't help interrupting him: "mexiling, it's OK." He smiled and explained to his parents, "he's kidding."

No matter how talented you are, you can't read so many famous schools

Fang Jialiang: "Mr. Mo is so funny."

Joey: hehe, he's very funny

Moxi Ling frowned slightly. Should a man who has read such a university be funny?

"Mr. Mo, come home often when you are free. Aunt will make soup for you."

"... I'm busy and have little time." I don't want another time. Nuo said to speak gently to Xiao Qiao's parents, otherwise he would be unable to speak directly.

Fang Jialiang: "

Joey: "hehe, mom, he is really busy. He manages everything every day. So many industries of Mohs depend on him alone..."

"Little Joe, I'm not alone. Someone helps me." The silly son-in-law is very honest.

Joey turned a blind eye to the sky and stopped talking.

Qiao Zhenxuan saw something famous and continued to remain silent and look on coldly.