It's just that they have money.

"Mr. Fang, will you go to Qiongzhou in person?"

Lin Dong stood at the office door, holding a folder in his hand, his expression serious.

Fang Chen leaned back in his chair and glanced at him.

He had already gone over this question in his mind several times.

For the first order, he should have gone in person. Mr. Chen needed reassurance, Vice Dean Zheng needed to be given face, and the team needed a leader for their first real-world operation.

But after thinking about it, Fang Chen felt it would be better not to go this time.

First, Zhang Zhenghao.

This guy officially completed his resignation procedures last week and just reported to the company today.

Fang Chen had promised him that he could learn from Lin Dong. If he personally led the team to Qiongzhou, Zhang Zhenghao would just be a follower behind a follower and wouldn't learn anything.

Why not let Lin Dong lead the team, and Zhang Zhenghao learn from him? This way, he can become familiar with the business and also build a rapport with Lin Dong.

If possible, this business should be handed over to him in the future.

Secondly, I really can't leave my hometown.

My cousin's baby's one-month celebration is this weekend, and my mom has already called three times to urge them to come.

"You're leading the team this time, I'm not going," Fang Chen said.

Lin Dong nodded without asking any further questions.

"Zhang Zhenghao will go with you," Fang Chen added. "Let him familiarize himself with the process, and call me anytime if anything happens."

"Understood, Mr. Fang, please rest assured."

Lin Dong glanced at Fang Chen, a hint of something in his eyes.

It wasn't gratitude, but the reassuring feeling of being trusted.

After Lin Dong left, Fang Chen called Zhang Zhenghao: "Come over here."

Zhang Zhenghao was wearing a dark blue polo shirt and dress pants today. His hair was neater than usual, and he looked much more energetic.

"Mr. Fang, you wanted to see me?" He deliberately put on airs and acted very serious.

Fang Chen glanced at him: "Speak properly."

Zhang Zhenghao plopped down in a chair, reverting to his usual demeanor: "What's wrong?"

"You'll go to Qiongzhou with Lin Dong."

"Sure, when?"

"We're leaving on Wednesday. You'll stay with Lin Dong, observe more, ask more questions, and speak less. If this deal goes through, I'll treat you to drinks when we get back."

"I'd rather not drink, my liver isn't fully recovered yet," Zhang Zhenghao grinned. "Just treat me to a nice meal."

"Okay, next time I'll invite Zhang Wen over to cook a big meal."

"That's fine."

Even after Zhang Wen took a break, the popularity of Sui Shi remained undiminished.

So he simply closed the shop completely and has only been making custom orders for regular customers lately.

Fang Chen always felt that Zhang Wen's closing of the store was partly due to his own actions, so he thought it would be a good opportunity to ask him to make amends.

As the two were chatting, Mom called again.

Zhang Zhenghao watched Fang Chen answer the phone with a look of schadenfreude.

"Chenchen!" Xiang Pingping's voice came through the receiver, as urgent as ever, "You have to come back for your cousin's one-month celebration!"

"Okay, Mom, I'll definitely go back."

"Don't tell me something came up again! You didn't come back for your cousin's wedding last time, and your aunt has been nagging about it for ages."

"It's really nothing this time. Should I go back tonight?" Fang Chen said.

"No need, just come back a day or two early." Xiang Pingping nodded in satisfaction, then changed the subject: "By the way, your assistant, Xu something-or-other, are you bringing her back?"

"..."

"Mom, let me ask her."

"Why are you asking? Just say you brought it!" Xiang Pingping said impatiently.

"Mom, they're my employee."

Xiang Pingping was silent for two seconds, then sighed: "Okay, okay, go ask her. But you need to make it clear to her that it's just a meal, nothing more."

"understood."

Zhang Zhenghao has already dropped out of school and can't stay at the school anymore.

Fang Chen hung up the phone and said irritably, "Go, go, go do what you're supposed to do, and while you're at it, call Xu Wen over for me."

A moment later, Xu Wen pushed open the door and came in.

"The boss?"

"Come back to my hometown with me on Saturday."

Xu Wen was taken aback: "Go back to your hometown?"

Fang Chen said somewhat awkwardly, "My mom wants you to come out for dinner with her."

"OK."

Fang Chen thought she would hesitate or ask a few questions, but he didn't expect her to agree so readily.

"Aren't you going to ask what they're going to do?" He seemed a little uncomfortable.

"The boss said, let's have a meal together."

Fang Chen opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Is there anything I need to prepare?"

Fang Chen thought for a moment: "No need. Just come in person."

"OK."

After confirming that nothing else was wrong, Xu Wen turned and left.

"Xuwen".

"Um?"

"My mom might ask you some questions."

"What's the problem?"

"For example, how old are you, where are you from, do you have a partner, etc."

"..."

"..."

During the three-hour drive, the two chatted casually.

Xu Wen sat in the passenger seat, holding a stack of documents in his hand, glancing down at them every now and then.

Her personnel arrangements remained unchanged; she still signed a contract directly with Fang Chen.

However, Fang Chen was a hands-off manager, and Xu Wen handled all the company's daily administrative affairs.

When the car stopped at the gate of my cousin's house, quite a few relatives had already arrived.

Several bread trucks and a slightly worn sedan were parked at the entrance of the courtyard. Fang Chen's G-Class looked completely out of place when it was parked there.

Xiang Pingping and several aunties were already waiting at the door. When they saw Fang Chen get out of the car, they walked over quickly and then looked past him and landed on Xu Wen.

Xu Wen got out of the passenger seat, stood up straight, and nodded slightly: "Hello, Auntie."

Xiang Pingping looked her up and down, her eyes lighting up.

"Okay, okay, come in quickly!" She pulled Xu Wen's hand and walked inside, leaving Fang Chen behind.

Even though Fang Chen repeatedly emphasized that Xu Wen was just an assistant and an employee.

Xiang Pingping continued to do things her own way.

Oh well, let her be.

Fang Chen took the prepared gift out of the trunk.

The gift included a gold lock for the child, two bottles of fine wine for the cousin, two cartons of cigarettes for the uncle, and several boxes of tea prepared for other relatives.

He walked into the courtyard carrying large and small bags and was immediately surrounded by a group of people.

"Chenchen is here!"

"Wow, this car is yours? It's really impressive!"

"This child is getting more and more energetic!"

Fang Chen responded to each question with a polite smile on his face.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xu Wen being pulled aside by Xiang Pingping. Her aunt was pouring her tea, while her second aunt was asking her all sorts of questions.

Xu Wen sat upright with a polite smile on his face.

Fang Chen suddenly felt a bit of admiration for her.

He himself struggled to deal with this group of relatives who weren't particularly close to him, but Xu Wen seemed to have no pressure at all.

They have a really strong sense of conviction.

My cousin Xiangyang came over carrying the child, a simple smile on his face: "Brother, thank you. I saw the gold lock; it's too precious."

Fang Chen patted him on the shoulder: "Of course, what's the child's name?"

"Xiang Jin'an," my cousin said. "Your sister-in-law named him that, hoping he'll grow up safe and sound."

"A good name." Fang Chen teased the child, who looked at him with his bright black eyes, neither crying nor making a fuss.

Children are always the best topic.

Fang Chen, who was initially a little uncomfortable, quickly joined in the conversation with his relatives.

The conversation quickly turned to Fang Chen.

"Chenchen, your cousin is graduating from university this year with a degree in marketing. Do you think you could arrange a job for her at your company?"