Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey had a mixed day. Han Xi said she was no longer a friend, so she really didn't say a word to her, and didn't even look at her. In addition to Shu Wei and Liu zhuoxi, others also love her.

Shuwei privately called her out to have a heart to heart talk. He said that Han Xi was just impulsive and asked her not to take it to heart. He said that Han Xi was not bad, but had a big temper. He would be fine when he calmed down.

Joey was a little surprised. Shuwei didn't talk much at ordinary times. She seemed to be a very ordinary person, but at the critical moment, only she stood up and continued to make friends with her. She also regretted the breakdown of her friendship with Han Xi.

She listened silently and was glad that she had such a friend. A true friend will never give up friendship at any time.

After breaking up with Shuwei, she walked out of the campus slowly with her bag on her back. In the dusk sun, the tall figure of a man stood beside the car like a straight tree, attracting the attention of countless people.

Joey raised his smiling face and stepped towards him.

The man smiled, his eyes were hot and frightening, and stared at her closely.

Joey was embarrassed by him, but he didn't dodge. He faced his eyes with a red face and looked at him.

He said he liked to see her blush, so she let him see enough.

As soon as he came to her, the man stretched out his long arm and hugged her with a deep voice: "Little Joe, how are you today?"

"Good," Joey rubbed his face in his arms, like a coquettish dog. "How about you."

"Not bad." He kissed her on the top of her head. "Let's go and eat at your house."

Joey was surprised and looked up at him: "go back to my house?"

"Yes, I called your mother and she asked us to go home for dinner."

"Why did you call my mother?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across moxiling's face. "Little Joe, they are your parents. I need to take it seriously, not push it to Nuo like last time."

Joey understood, his lips bent with laughter, showing a mouth of white teeth: "OK, go back to my house for dinner, my mother must have made a lot of delicious food."

For Fang Jialiang, who is controlled by his son-in-law, nothing is more important than moxiling coming to dinner. She returned home early and went to the market to buy fresh ingredients. She was slowly preparing at home alone. The table was full of plates, big and small. When Joey came back, they opened fire and cooked.

Look at the clock on the wall. It's almost time. She starts cooking, looks at the gap and runs to the window to look around. She's as nervous as moxiling came home for the first time.

Not long after, when he heard the door ring, he hurried to the door to see, but Qiao Zhenxuan came back with a bottle of wine in his hand.

Seeing Fang Jialiang's appearance of facing the great enemy, Qiao Zhenxuan knew that Moxi Ling had not arrived yet. He muttered with some dissatisfaction: "what big man, I don't know to arrive early if I eat ready-made ones."

Fang Jialiang stared at him angrily: "I told you that my attitude was good, but you complained first. People are big people. They manage everything every day. What does it matter if they arrive a little late? "

"Don't take him too seriously. He is your son-in-law and younger generation. Just treat him with an ordinary heart."

"I'm just ordinary. Who makes our son-in-law so lovable." Fang Jialiang smiled when he mentioned moxiling.

The two had just had a fight a while ago and were in the honeymoon period after repair. Qiao Zhenxuan let her do everything, so he didn't say a word. He put the wine on the table and put the wine glass on the table.

As Fang Jialiang walked to the kitchen, he said, "Xiling rarely comes here. Don't get him drunk today."

"Concentrate on cooking and don't worry“ Qiao Zhenxuan shook his head and sat down at the table. It's funny to think of his silly son-in-law.

The last time I saw mexiling was by the river. It was difficult to communicate with each other, which made him cry and laugh. But afterwards, mexiling is a direct person. At least he won't hide it and is sincere to his daughter. In this way, he is not bad.

Before long, Joey and mexiling came back. As soon as they entered the door, the silly son-in-law greeted him: "Hello, uncle."

Qiao Zhenxuan nodded and smiled, "coming."

Hearing the news, Fang Jialiang came out of the kitchen with a smile, "Xiling, you're coming."

Joey tooted his mouth, "my mother can't see me when she sees moxiling."

Fang Jialiang glanced at her angrily, "this is also jealous."

Joey laughed and put his arm around his mother's shoulder: "Mom, I'll help you."

Fang Jialiang said, "no, it's almost ready. You..."

Joy winked at her, and Fang Jialiang swallowed the rest and went into the kitchen with her daughter.

"Yi, what do you mean?"

"I'll give mexiling and dad a chance to get along alone."

Fang Jialiang was worried and said, "if your father and Xiling can't go together, you're not afraid..."

"Not afraid. Mexiling said it was his business and he had to solve it himself." Joey didn't dare to tell his parents the truth of the last incident. Fang Jialiang may not say anything, but Qiao Zhenxuan will certainly vent his anger to moxiling. Maybe his silly son-in-law will never come to the door again.

Fang Jialiang nodded with admiration, "well, Xiling is good. Go up in the face of difficulties. Such a good young man, your father's old-fashioned is not satisfied. He always thinks he is too rich and unreliable. "

"Moxiling is actually very simple. He's not what his father thinks. He'll know after a long time."

In the living room, Moxi lingduan sat on the sofa and tried to chat with Qiao Zhenxuan.

"Uncle, how's the business in the store recently?"

"Not bad."

"If you have business difficulties, you can come to me and I will help you."

Qiao Zhenxuan frowned and his voice sank for a time: "no, we operate at a small cost and can sustain it."

"We can't just be content. It's business. It's inevitable to pursue profit maximization. Do you know what the core competitiveness of the retail industry is? "

Qiao Zhenxuan replied coldly, "I don't know."

"Three points: first, to enable customers to obtain the right products in the right place at the least cost; 2、 Minimize inventory, but still provide high-quality service; Third, shorten product inventory, turnover and life cycle to cope with rapid changes in the market environment. If you understand these three points thoroughly, your shop will have a future. "

"You mean my shop has no future now?"

"At present, it's like this. I remember that you opened a small supermarket opposite. In less than a month, you suppressed your store. However, you did well in the three points I just said to ensure high-quality service, reduce inventory and fast capital flow. No matter how the market changes, you won't be embarrassed."

Qiao Zhenxuan was slightly stunned: "the help you just said is..."

"Business philosophy is more useful to you than money."

Qiao Zhenxuan eased his face and thought his foolish son-in-law wanted to hit him with money. Habitually, he took out the cigarette box, shook a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He was looking for a lighter in his pocket. Yu Guang glanced at mexiling's sitting body and leaned back into the sofa.

He quietly took down the cigarette and put it back in the cigarette box.

"It doesn't matter, uncle. You can smoke if you want. I don't mind." Mexiling said faintly.

Qiao Zhenxuan's heart moved. Well, it's good. He has made progress.

Listen to mexiling slowly say: "although this is a chronic suicide for you who smoke first-hand smoke and me who are forced to smoke second-hand smoke."

Qiao Zhenxuan: "..." Moxi Ling means that you can accompany him to commit chronic suicide

Mexiling picked up the bag at his feet and said, "uncle, this is the wine I brought you, the real Xifeng wine."

Qiao Zhenxuan: "you mean my Xifeng wine is not authentic?"

Moxiling: "... I bought it in Fengxi. It should be more authentic."

"How do you know my wine wasn't bought in Fengxi?"

"The journey is too far. Little Joe said you seldom go out."

Qiao Zhenxuan: "..." what's the logic? Is rarely going out equal to not going out? However, his Xifeng wine was not bought in Fengxi, but sent by others.

He asked, "when did you go to Fengxi?"

"A few days ago, I went on a business trip." Mexiling said and put another bag on the table: "there are some Fengxi specialties here. Try them with your aunt."

Qiao Zhenxuan looked at the bag and his voice softened a lot. "It's hard for you to think of us on business."

"Yes, you are Xiao Qiao's parents and my elders."

Qiao Zhenxuan nodded with satisfaction, and the silly son-in-law finally came to his senses.

"This should be called love house and Wu." Mexiling said, "I love little Joe, so I will think of you."

Qiao Zhenxuan: "

Joey poked his head out of the kitchen to peek. He saw that Qiao Zhenxuan looked good. Moxi Ling looked calm and had no tension. He smiled happily and came out with vegetables. "Eat!"

During the meal, Fang Jialiang was so happy that he knew that moxiling had brought them special products on a business trip. She never expected mexiling to honor them like an ordinary son-in-law. He was rich and his gifts were always luxurious, grand and high-end. Although she liked it, her feelings were always lighter. He is too rich. The gift must be managed by a specially assigned person. He doesn't need to bother.

But these specialties are different. They were personally selected by mexiling. He still cares about them so far away. Fang Jialiang is very moved and wants to pile all the delicious food into his bowl.

The transparent liquor poured into the small white porcelain cup. It was fragrant. Qiao Zhenxuan took a sip and smacked his mouth: "well, good wine."

Mexiling smiled and touched him with his glass. "Uncle, feel free. I'll do it first."

Qiao Zhenxuan did not show weakness, but also dried up the wine and told him: "take it easy and don't get drunk like last time."

Mexiling said definitely, "not this time."

Qiao Zhenxuan laughed to himself and was not convinced. If you get drunk this time, what else can you say?

Although Weng's son-in-law's two words were still not so speculative, the wine drank faster and faster. Pushing the cup to change the lamp room, a bottle of wine came to the end. Joey and Fang Jialiang were worried.

Fang Jialiang gently kicked her husband under the table and motioned him not to get his son-in-law drunk.

Qiao Zhenxuan was drinking hard. Where would he stop and open the second bottle? Jialiang said, "don't kick me. It's rare to be happy. Mr. Mo and I are drunk today."

Mexiling stressed again: "uncle, I won't be drunk today."

Qiaozhenxuan secretly compare strength, not drunk? Make him drunk!

They drank more than half of the bottle again. Qiao Zhenxuan's face and eyes were red. He began to speak vaguely. His cerebellum didn't listen to orders. Like a changed person, he shouted to drink to the end. Then he slipped under the table.

Mexiling sat in his spare time, slightly hooked his mouth, picked up his glass and took a small sip.

He never makes two mistakes in the same thing.