“Hmm.” Li Kefan said with a dark face.

Wang Peng smiled, then turned and went to the toilet.

The old father was heartbroken that his daughter, whom he had raised for eighteen years, was about to be snatched away by that brat.

"You brat, get up right now!" Duan Cuilu's voice, scolding her daughter, came from the living room.

After relieving himself, Wang Peng washed his hands and came to the living room.

Li Mingzhu finally got up when breakfast was served.

The family gathered together to eat breakfast.

"Xiao Peng, what are the plans for today?" Li Kefan asked.

Wang Peng replied, "I'll go to my cousin's house first. I need to consult my cousin's father-in-law about some things."

"Then I'll drive around town and visit the provincial university to look for a suitable place to run a tobacco and liquor store."

"I went to the renovation shop this afternoon. My high school classmate's dad runs the renovation shop, and I entrusted him with the renovation of my new house."

Wang Peng said.

"Xiaopeng, home renovation is no small matter. Have your uncle supervise the work."

Duan Cuilu said with a serious expression, "Old Li, you need to ask for leave."

Li Kefan nodded, "There's a huge difference in the price and quality of building materials. These days, all the renovation companies are using inferior materials."

Wang Peng was taken aback. "Uncle, it can't be that bad. My high school classmate is my best friend."

Li Kefan shook his head. "Your classmate isn't the boss; his dad is."

“Xiaopeng, listen to me, give me your house key, I’ll keep an eye on it for you,” he added.

Wang Peng handed him the spare key, "That's perfect, Uncle. It won't interfere with your work, will it?"

"What delay?" Duan Cuilu sneered. "The light bulb factory is half dead and about to go bankrupt. In a while, your uncle and I will both be laid off."