We can meet anywhere in the world.
Chu Fang never expected to see his future father-in-law here. He thought he had mistaken him for someone else and stole a few glances.
It was indeed Zhong Ping.
He didn't greet Zhong Ping, but waited outside, and finally saw Zhong Ping.
Chu Fang took Zhong Ping to a nearby Sichuan restaurant. Most of the customers were workers, and the food was mainly spicy.
After ordering, Chu Fang asked, "Why did you come to Shanghai?"
"You don't know?" Zhong Ping rolled his eyes at him.
Chu Fang: "... ..., you didn't even call us when you got to Shanghai, we would have entertained you."
Zhong Ping sipped his beer: "Tsk, I have hands and feet, I can take care of myself, I don't need you two to entertain me."
As they chatted, several stir-fries were served. Chu Fang could tell that his future father-in-law had been having a tough time lately. He used to refuse fatty meat, but now he was enjoying it immensely.
Chu Fang asked, "How did you get into this line of work?"
"What? Are you discriminating against workers?" Zhong Ping asked, wiping his greasy mouth.
Chu Fang: "..."
No, did you put poison in your mouth, old man?
Are you referring to me in every sentence?
If it weren't for the fact that you're my future father-in-law, I would definitely fight you today.
He smiled silently and changed the subject: "When do you plan to go home?"
"Yes, I earned 10,000 yuan."
"You only lost a thousand dollars, why do you want to earn ten thousand?"
Zhong Ping looked at his son-in-law as if he were a fool: "Do you really think that matter can be settled for a thousand yuan?"
That's way too easy.
He knew his wife's temper all too well; if the money wasn't right, this matter wouldn't be resolved.
Seeing his future father-in-law's dark skin and the traces of sweat on his face, Chu Fang said, "How about I help you raise the money and you go home?"
Since the start of summer, the temperature in Shanghai has never dropped below 30 degrees Celsius, with high-temperature warnings issued every day. Meanwhile, my father-in-law is working on a construction site. This is unreasonable and doesn't make sense.
“No!” Zhong Ping refused outright. “I don’t want your money. I can earn my own.”
"Consider it a loan from me, or if that's not possible, consider it a gift from Zhong Tingyue to you."
"No, I don't need it either." Zhong Ping looked up at Chu Fang, who was speechless. "I will take responsibility for my own mistakes. I don't need your help."
After finishing the last sip of beer, feeling refreshed, he said, "Okay, I'm full. I should go back to the construction site to work."
Left with no other choice, Chu Fang had to send his stubborn father-in-law back to the construction site. Just as the latter was about to enter the site, a sound suddenly came from there.
"Zhong Ping, how can you be so lazy? Everyone else is working, but you're the only one who's abandoned your post. I have to deduct your salary today."
Wang Lang, the site manager, arrived shortly after, speaking angrily.
"Go ahead and deduct whatever you want," Zhong Ping said, hands in his pockets, looking like he didn't care.
"Hey? You..." Wang Lang was deducting Zhong Ping's salary when he glanced at Chu Fang standing next to him.
In the morning, Wang Lang met with Chu Fang, who was brought by the big boss for a visit and inspection. He was very respectful, and Wang Lang immediately bowed slightly: "Mr. Chu, President Chu."
"Hello." Chu Fang extended his hand.
Wang Lang felt incredibly honored. The two shook hands, and he said, "What are you doing here? Are you going to do some more research? Let me show you around."
"Hmph!" Zhong Ping shrugged beside him. "Hypocritical person."
Chu Fang said with a smile, "This is my father-in-law. I hope you will take good care of him. Thank you."
"Who? Zhong Ping? Father-in-law?" Wang Lang's mouth dropped open.
Chu Fang wanted to say a few more words, but Zhong Ping pushed him away, saying, "You should leave here quickly. I don't need your concern. I can live a good life."
"By the way, don't tell your daughter about meeting me, so that Yueyue won't worry."
Chu Fang: "Understood."
"Swear it."
"I swear I will never tell Zhong Tingyue that I have seen you. If I break this oath, may I be struck down by heaven and earth."
"Okay, let's go."
Seeing Chu Fang get into the car and leave, Zhong Ping felt a sense of relief.
He turned around and patted Wang Lang on the shoulder: "I told you Chu Fang is my son-in-law, but you didn't believe me. Do you believe me now?"
Wang Lang came to his senses: "You, you, you... ...really?"
I thought you were joking with me, but I didn't expect you to be serious!
"Would I lie to you?" Zhong Ping tilted his head back. "If I say Chu Fang is my son-in-law, then he is my son-in-law. If I say you are my grandson, then you are my grandson."
After a few seconds of silence, Wang Lang made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes: "Grandpa..."
Thinking of how Chu Fang was fawned over and smiled at by the big boss, whose status was naturally extremely noble, it would be alright for him to act as a grandson.
"Get lost!" Zhong Ping was speechless.
I don't have such a shameless grandson.
Zhong Ping entered the construction site and started working, while Wang Lang tried to dissuade him from doing any work so that he could get paid. After Zhong Ping refused, Wang Lang served them tea and water, and bought them drinks, electric fans, and the like.
Many of the workers were stunned.
"What's going on?"
"Has Wang Lang gone mad?"
Huang Yongxiang, a fellow worker, nudged Zhong Ping, who replied calmly, "He probably thinks I'm handsome."
Many workers: "... ..."
... ...
Chu Fang returned to work like lightning, pushing open the office door to find Zhong Tingyue hunched over her desk, her long, glossy black hair cascading down her shoulders.
He sat down on the table with half his buttocks on it: "Ms. Zhong."
"Um."
You owe me a favor.
Zhong Tingyue raised her head, revealing her exquisitely beautiful face, a question mark slowly appearing above her head: "?"
Chu Fang craned his neck: "I've received important news, and it concerns you."
He didn't care about that so-called 'oath of eternal damnation'; he only wanted to maximize his benefit from meeting Zhong Ping, and that benefit naturally had to do with Ms. Zhong.
Zhong Tingyue's expression remained unchanged: "You speak."
"Hey sis, you want to know the news without giving anything in return? Aren't you being too greedy?"
Zhong Tingyue's bright eyes sparkled: "What does this have to do with me?"
"Yes."
"Is it important?"
"Yes."
"You saw my father?"
"Yes..." Chu Fang nodded subconsciously, then suddenly realized, "Did you see your father?"
Zhong Tingyue smiled like a blooming flower: "Mr. Chu, you don't need to say anything, I understand."
Chu Fang pointed at his fiancée, his voice fierce: "Zhong Tingyue, you fraudster! You tricked me into revealing information!"
Zhong Tingyue shrugged, offered no response, and continued working.
Chu Fang was furious, but he could only vent his anger and then said, "Today I went to visit a project and happened to see your father working at the construction site. I had lunch with him after work, thinking of making up for the money he lost and sending him home."
“However, my father-in-law doesn’t want my money and insists on working on the construction site. It’s so hot in Shanghai lately, why don’t you go and persuade your dad to come home so he doesn’t get heatstroke and get sick.”
Zhong Tingyue put down her work: "No need."
"ah?"
Zhong Tingyue, you really are a filial daughter!
Seeing Chu Fang's surprised expression, Zhong Tingyue rubbed his face and said softly, "Although my father is unrestrained, he has his own ideas and beliefs. Since he wants to earn his own money, let him do it."
"Mr. Chu, thank you for your concern. Thank you."
"Only verbal thanks?"
"So what do you want?"
"I hope it's 'mouth, head, thank you'."
“... ..."
As night fell, around nine o'clock, the weather cooled down considerably, and taking a walk with the sea breeze was quite pleasant.
Zhong Tingyue linked arms with Chu Fang, and the two walked aimlessly down the street, chatting as they went, about trivial matters.
"Huh?" Chu Fang suddenly spoke up.
Zhong Tingyue: "What's wrong?"
Then she followed her fiancé's gaze and saw two young women not far away. One had short, stylish hair and a cool demeanor, while the other had long, flowing hair and appeared gentle and quiet.
The short-haired woman seemed to sense that someone was watching them. She turned around, stared at Chu Fang intently for a few seconds, and asked, "Little Chu?"
"Your mother." Chu Fang held back from swearing.
The short-haired woman smiled broadly, quickly approached, and put her hand on Chu Fang's shoulder: "Hey, I didn't expect it to really be you. You've gotten more and more handsome, you have a cute puppy vibe. Do you have abs? Let me touch them."
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