My Dongguan Love Story

Zhao Fengyue's daughter is named Zhang Xiaoqian.

Her appearance is somewhat similar to Zhao Fengyue's.

She had a high, straight nose and small, delicate lips. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow. She wore two pigtails in her hair.

Wearing a loose white T-shirt, he was looking at a large color television.

She was watching "My Fair Princess" on TV. This show, which just premiered this year, became a phenomenal hit with incredibly high ratings. She really enjoyed watching it.

Just as I was engrossed in reading, I heard my mother's voice:

"Xiaoqian".

"Why."

She responded happily when she heard Zhao Fengyue's voice. Zhao Fengyue usually didn't return until around ten o'clock. It was unusual for her to be back so early today.

However, when he turned to look outside the door and saw a strange man, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Mom has never brought a man home before, who is this guy?"

She immediately became alert.

Could this person be trying to run away and become his stepfather?

Her boyfriend often whispered in her ear, saying he was worried that her mother would find another man to be her stepfather.

These days, men who date women their mothers' ages are only after their mothers' money. They end up completely deceiving their mothers, causing emotional damage and swindling them out of the family's finances.

Her boyfriend's words echoed in her mind, and she immediately became very wary.

"Mom, who is he?"

Upon hearing Xiaoqian's voice, Zhao Fengyue couldn't help but show a hint of embarrassment.

"Yes, he works at my mom's company. Today, my mom asked him to accompany me to a business dinner, and he helped me a lot by shielding me from a lot of drinks."

Hearing her introduction, I added in my mind, "I not only helped Mr. Zhao fend off drinks, but I also helped him plow the fields."

Of course, this cannot be said.

After introducing me, Mr. Zhao pointed to Xiaoqian and said to me:

"My daughter, Xiaoqian, is eighteen years old this year."

Xiaoqian glanced at me, then turned and walked upstairs.

Seeing her reaction, Zhao Fengyue knew she had something to say, so she asked the nanny to pour me tea and then went upstairs.

Upstairs in Xiaoqian's room, she looked at Zhao Fengyue, who had followed her in, and said in a somewhat displeased tone:

"Mom, who is this person? Your old flame?"

Her daughter's words were somewhat blunt, and given how sensitive they were, a blush crept onto her face.

"Hmm, not yet."

Speaking of which, Dazhuang is tall and strong, and quite handsome. Of course, being handsome alone isn't enough to win her over; there are just too many handsome men these days.

The main reason was that Dazhuang was so energetic, which gave her an unprecedented feeling of pleasure.

Regardless of whether she has thought about her future with Dazhuang, at least for now, she still wants to continue developing that kind of relationship with him.

After all, that feeling she just experienced was unforgettable and something she longed for.

When Zhang Xiaoqian saw her mother like this, her heart skipped a beat, knowing that her mother had been blinded by love.

Her usually calm and composed face was now flushed with a girlish blush.

She was so angry that her chest felt tight, and she paced back and forth in the room.

To be honest, my mom has been single for so many years, and it breaks my heart. I really hope she can find someone else.

But thinking of her boyfriend's words, she looked at Zhao Fengyue warily:

"Mom, I don't object to you finding friends, but you need to be careful, they might be trying to scam you out of money."

Zhao Fengyue listened to her words and shook her head: "No."

Before today, Dazhuang and she didn't know each other. Even when they went out to dinner, it was Dazhuang who took the initiative to invite her. Including the absurd things that just happened, it was all because she was drugged and she chose to do it herself.

How could Dazhuang possibly have the foresight to approach him and try to swindle his money?

Seeing her mother so engrossed in love, Zhang Xiaoqian sighed, thought for a moment, and said:

"Mom, there's no point in saying more. You'll know once you test him."

"How do we test it?"

"Find him a project, let him manage the money, and see if he'll become greedy."

These words were simple, but once they entered Zhao Fengyue's mind, they immediately formed a plan.

She was no longer a young girl, so she naturally knew that many men in society coveted her beauty and money.

It's good to test it out.

After thinking about it, she nodded in agreement.

"Okay, you can go now. Don't call me for dinner tonight, I'm not hungry."

Zhang Xiaoqian waved to Zhao Fengyue and lay down on the beanbag chair. The soft, cozy comfort of the beanbag chair swept away the gloom in her heart.

"Um."

Zhao Fengyue glanced at her daughter and knew that she didn't want to eat with Dazhuang.

She instructed the nanny to prepare several dishes.

Then they called me to the restaurant for dinner.

These dishes are mostly meat, and they taste pretty good. There's one dish I've never seen before and I don't know what it is.

They said they would eat together, but Zhao Fengyue didn't touch her chopsticks at all and just kept looking at me.

After I ate two bowls of rice, I noticed she was looking at me and felt a little embarrassed. Afraid that my appetite might frighten her, I put down my chopsticks even though I was only half full.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm full."

I only touched the two plates in front of me; I didn't touch the three plates closest to Mr. Zhao.

Seeing that I had finished eating, Mr. Zhao nodded and took out a stack of red bills from his pocket:

"Dazhuang, thank you for today. This is a reward for you."

I know she was referring to the time I helped her fend off the drinks, but she had already calculated 500 yuan as my salary before I left, and considering she had just given herself to me, I absolutely refused to accept the money.

"Mr. Zhao, you already calculated half a month's salary for me before you left, I can't accept this money."

Seeing that I didn't want it, Mr. Zhao persisted for a while. Only after he was sure I wouldn't accept it did he take the money back.

"Well, thank you for today anyway."

She thought for a moment and said, "By the way, which department did you work in before?"

Loading department.

"Don't go to the loading department tomorrow."

Her words stunned me. What did she mean? She copied me?

Seeing my confusion, she continued:

"Go to the marketing department."

"Marketing department? I don't know anything about it." Besides farming and doing manual labor, what do I know about marketing?

"It's okay if you don't understand, Secretary Wu will arrange it for you." Zhao Fengyue decided to do as her daughter said, transfer the person to the marketing department, give him funds, and test whether this person was greedy and lawless.

"Okay." Since Mr. Zhao said so, I could only nod in agreement.

I just don't know how much the salary is?

In the past, I would definitely have asked, but some absurd things happened with President Zhao today, and it wouldn't be appropriate to mention money in front of her now. So, I swallowed the words that were on the tip of my tongue.

After the conversation, Mr. Zhao called the nanny:

"Wait a moment, take Dazhuang home."

"Okay, Sister Zhao," the nanny replied with a smile.

"Well then, Mr. Zhao, I'll be going now." Seeing this, I stood up and said goodbye to Mr. Zhao. Looking at Mr. Zhao's fair face, I recalled the unrestrained and flushed Mr. Zhao at the hotel.

I wonder if we can continue our relationship in the future.

Walking to the back door, there were two cars parked there, one a red Mercedes-Benz and the other a black Volkswagen.

The nanny walked to the Volkswagen, opened the back door, invited me in, and then sat in the driver's seat.

As I watched her drive away, I couldn't help but sigh. Rich people are different; even their nanny can drive, and judging by how familiar she was with the car, it probably belongs to her every day.

After the car went down the mountain, the nanny turned to look at me:

"Sir, where are you going?"

I thought for a moment: "Let's go to Shenghe."

It's already dark, and it's obviously too late to go back to the factory. I'll have to stay with my cousin-in-law, Tang Yan, at Shenghe for the night.

"Yes, sir."

The nanny nodded in agreement and drove the car toward Shenghe.

Night fell outside the window, the moon hung high in the sky, and twinkled with countless stars.

Vehicles passed by on the road from time to time, and I felt a little dazed looking at the bustling crowds.

This big city is completely different from the village. I've only been here a few days and I've already encountered so many things.

Especially today, these absurd things happened with the general manager.

She also said she wanted me to go to the marketing department? I don't know what the marketing department does, but it sounds like a promotion.

Lost in thought, the vehicle gradually arrived at its destination.

"Yes, this is it."

I directed the nanny through the urban village, finally stopping in front of the building where my cousin's wife rented an apartment.

"Yes, sir."

After the nanny parked the car, she quickly went to the back seat and opened the door for me.

"Take care, sir."

"Okay, take care too."

The car turned around and gradually disappeared from my sight. I walked towards the building.

After pushing open the door, the room was quiet.

The door to my cousin's room was opened, but there was no one there.

Just then, Tang Yan's door suddenly opened, and when she saw me, she happily jumped into my arms.

Then she pulled me into the room.

Then it suddenly dawned on me what she was up to.

Normally I would definitely welcome it.

But I just did it seven times last night, and then five more times this afternoon. I'm really out of ammunition.

"Tang, Tang Yan, not today."

Hearing what I said, Tang Yan laughed and pounced on me: "Come on, don't be shy."