Chapter 122 Inviting Qian Feng and his son to dinner
Inevitably, I saw Tang Qi standing at the door.
He grabbed his hair and yawned, mumbling to Tang Qi: "What's wrong?"
Tang Qi saw Qian Feng, who was naked from the waist up and wearing a pair of floral shorts, and raised her eyebrows slightly, but her expression was quite natural, "Are you free? I'll treat you to dinner."
Qian Feng instantly perked up, "Of course I have time to treat you to a meal, but I will go even if I don't have time. Wait for me to change my clothes."
Then I took the spiral staircase to the second floor to change clothes.
Zhang Yu was calm at this time. He remembered the reason why Tang Qi knew his godfather, and he also had a share of the credit in this.
Qian Feng had long ago given him the management of the email address for external communications on the dark web. The last time Tang Qi went to the Internet cafe, wasn't it him who used the back door to connect the two of them?
Zhang Yu didn't know about Tang Qi's house purchase yet. Later, Tang Qi invited him, his godfather, to dinner because of the previous commission.
"Campus belle, is there a share for me?" he asked with a smile.
Tang Qi smiled meaningfully, "Yes, come to think of it, it was all thanks to you last time."
Zhang Yu touched the back of his head and said, "We weren't very familiar with each other at that time, so it was inconvenient for me to tell you the truth."
Tang Qi smiled and didn't care about Zhang Yu's concealment at that time. Zhang Yu invited her to come into the house and sit down.
The layout of this apartment is the same as the one she bought, except for the different furnishings. The original simple-style fabric sofa was replaced with a brown luxurious leather sofa, and the curtains were replaced with dark blue satin with strong light-blocking effect. The kitchen is fully equipped with appliances, cupboards and kitchen utensils, which is both masculine and full of life.
From the outside, Qian Feng and Zhang Yu didn't look like the kind of people who would do housework or tidy up the house, but the floor was very clean and the furnishings were not messy, so they must have hired a part-time worker.
Tang Qi felt a little worried when he thought about this problem.
She doesn't know how to clean the house. The part-time worker Qian Feng hired should be reliable, right?
While Qian Feng was still here, Tang Qi asked Zhang Yu, "Do you have any reliable housekeeping recommendations?"
"Godfathers are all found on the dark web."
Looking for a housekeeper on the dark web?
Perhaps seeing Tang Qi's inner astonishment, Zhang Yu explained: "There are many taskers and employers on the dark web, all of whom need to solve personal life trivia. The people behind the dark web saw this business opportunity and launched a customized butler service package, with a minimum subscription of one year.
Godfather ordered a housekeeping package, which costs about 500,000 yuan a year. It is expensive, but it is very safe and there is no need to worry about personal information being leaked. "
Tang Qi, who just spent six million, said that the price of five hundred thousand a year was still a bit painful.
Qian Feng changed into a white polo shirt and washed blue jeans, and shaved his beard. He looked a lot younger, like he was in his early thirties.
"What to eat?"
Tang Qi called her grandmother and told her that she would not be going back for dinner, then turned to ask the father and son.
"Seafood hotpot!" The father and son said in unison with perfect understanding.
“Very expensive?”
"Don't worry, it's just a drop in the bucket compared to the money you saved this afternoon," Qian Feng said.
"As long as you can eat it, money is not a problem." Tang Qi didn't care.
Qian Feng liked Tang Qi's magnanimity, and immediately took out his car keys. With two beeps, the black Volkswagen parked in the distance flashed its lights.
A Phaeton sedan with a low-key appearance but a high price.
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Tang Qi opened the back door and got in the car. Looking up, she saw Qian Feng sitting in the passenger seat, while Zhang Yu sat in the driver's seat and started the car skillfully.
Perhaps seeing Tang Qi's surprise, Qian Feng explained to her, "Zhang Yu started school late, he's already 19 years old, and got his driver's license last year."
Tang Qi thought about it and asked, "Then why did you go to vocational high school?"
Before Qian Feng could say anything, Zhang Yu spoke up, "School beauty, this question is so amateurish. You were the top scorer in the high school entrance exam, so how did you get into Xizhi?"
"Because I was poor, Xizhi Vocational College hired me and gave me 150,000 yuan."
Zhang Yu choked for a moment and glanced at Tang Qi through the rearview mirror. "Well, just pretend I didn't say anything. I'll have to eat less meat later."
It's another day without a male lead, a small drama:
Reporter: Mr. Mo, how did you win over Mrs. Mo? Mr. Mo: My face.
The reporter chuckled: Mr. Mo, do you mean that I am handsome? Mr. Mo: No, I mean that I am thick-skinned.
(End of this chapter)