Chapter 560: Although the quagmire is small and has no natural enemies, once it goes to rivers, lakes and seas, it will be out of control!
10:05 am, Chunshen Yunding.
In front of a two-story detached villa, Meng Zhenguo, wearing a woolen coat, looked out from time to time with a complicated expression on his face.
Logically speaking, he should be happy that his daughter has found an outstanding boyfriend, but as a father, he really doesn't like boys like Chen Yansen.
So excellent!
With Mengjie's intelligence and cunning, she couldn't grasp it at all.
After learning his true thoughts, his mother scolded him for being pretentious.
Instead of looking for a smart, handsome and capable boy as a son-in-law, would you look for a dull guy who can't do anything?
Meng Zhenguo agreed when he heard it!
If I am too cowardly, can my daughter be happy?
Therefore, Lao Meng would wait at the door at ten o'clock.
"Dad, please close the door. It's too cold." Mengjie, wearing a set of home clothes, stood in front of the cabinet air conditioner and complained in a low voice.
"I'm just worried that your boyfriend will come and be unhappy to see the door closed."
Meng Zhenguo grinned and said.
"Chen Yansen doesn't have so many complicated thoughts. Do you think everyone is like you?" Meng Jie said with a smile.
"..." Meng Zhenguo covered his chest and thought to himself: Yes, yes, your boyfriend is honest and loyal, and your father is a sinister villain, okay?
He took a deep breath, ran back to the sofa and sat down dejectedly, intending to seek comfort from his wife.
But Zhang Yanni had no time to pay attention to him at all. She was busy making duck feet stew and bacon stewed eel for Chen Yansen. The casserole in the kitchen made a "gurgling" sound of boiling.
Just then, there was a sound of tires rubbing against the ground outside the door.
Meng Zhenguo quickly stood up and walked out.
But before he reached the door, he saw a figure jogging out.
Meng Zhenguo's face froze, and he muttered with a wry smile: Giving birth to a daughter is really giving birth to someone else.
Lao Meng felt jealous.
He finally realized that Mengjie's heart and eyes were full of Chen Yansen.
Besides being rich, handsome and having high emotional intelligence, what other advantages does this guy have?
Is he as calm and stylish as your dad?
Meng Zhenguo secretly complained.
When he walked out the door, he saw a silver and blue Hongqi L5 and an all-black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle parked at the entrance of his yard.
Chen Yansen, who had not been seen for a long time, looked little changed and still looked too young, but his aura was more dignified.
In this cold winter, he was only wearing a light gray suit, with a tall and handsome figure. The driver and bodyguard behind him were busy moving cigarettes, alcohol, nutritional supplements and cosmetics from the trunk.
Although Meng Zhenguo thinks his daughter is quite outstanding, when he compares her with Chen Yansen, he immediately feels that Xiaojie is really lucky.
The neighbors around heard the noise and subconsciously opened the living room door and took a look outside.
Hongqi L5?
Anyone who can live in Chunshen Yunding either has some money or some power, and they are quite knowledgeable.
"Beijing-branded Leopard Hongqi L5? Old cute relative?"
"This car seems to be Chen Yansen's? Reporters reported last time that he and Liu Qiangdong, chairman of Yidong, were photographed riding in this car together."
"Boss Chen is back in Chunshen? I never thought that Lao Meng, who usually keeps a low profile, would actually have a relative with the world's richest man?"
These people looked shocked and curious.
Meng Zhenguo never told anyone else that his daughter had a boyfriend.
After all, he has been working in the banking system for so many years and has long developed a cautious nature.
"Happy New Year, Uncle Meng!"
Chen Yansen was holding a bag of tea and greeted with a smile.
"Xiao Chen, ask them to put back the cigarettes, alcohol, and other things."
Meng Zhenguo frowned slightly and advised patiently.
Chen Yansen is a very polite guy, but his behavior is too ostentatious. If someone who doesn't know the situation sees him, they might think he is here to propose marriage.
"Uncle Meng, the gifts are all bought for Aunt Zhang, there's no share for you."
Chen Yansen said seriously.
"Your Aunt Zhang doesn't smoke." Meng Zhenguo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"You can keep it and give it to someone else." Chen Yansen said with a smile.
"Dad, please move aside. It's cold outside. Let Chen Yansen come in first." Meng Jie took Chen Yansen's hand and pushed her old father aside.
“…” Meng Zhenguo opened his mouth slightly, his eyes instantly turned red, and he stared at Chen Yansen’s back with gritted teeth.
"I might as well give birth to a piece of barbecued pork than you. I'll discuss it with my wife and decide to have a second child."
Meng Zhenguo pondered secretly with great resentment.
"Xiao Chen, you're here! Come and let Auntie see you. You seem a little thinner. During the New Year holiday, Auntie will make delicious food for you every day and make sure you stay plump and healthy."
Zhang Yanni looked Chen Yansen up and down and said with a smile.
She looked at Chen Yansen, who was tall and gentle as jade, and couldn't help but like him.
"Aunt Zhang, last time I went on a business trip to Europe, I bought you some anti-aging skin care products. I didn't think you would need them. You're only in your early thirties, but you look no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight. If you take good care of yourself, you and Uncle Meng will look like father and daughter when you stand next to each other.
But I thought you must be very busy doing housework, and it would be good to take care of yourself, so I brought it to you anyway."
Chen Yansen pointed to a pile of gift bags in the corner of the living room and spoke slowly with just the right smile on his face.
Zhang Yanni was amused by his words and said angrily, "Too much, I'm already this old."
"I think he is at most 28 years old." Chen Yansen said seriously.
Meng Zhenguo snorted coldly. He didn't believe that Chen Yansen, who talked nonsense all the time, could be an honest man.
He looked at his wife and daughter, all circling around Chen Yansen, and said "Oh", then turned around and went into the kitchen to serve the dishes.
Out of sight, out of mind!
Ten minutes later, the four of them sat around a round dining table.
Meng Zhenguo took out a bottle of Moutai and originally planned to teach Chen Yansen a "lesson", but he suddenly remembered that the last time he went to Xucheng, he was drunk and this kid was fine.
Thinking of this, he immediately gave up the idea and turned to talk to Chen Yansen about the current financial situation and policy trends.
"Xiao Chen, have some eel." Zhang Yanni put a large piece into Chen Yansen's bowl and said with a smile, "This is a wild eel that Auntie picked out at the market this morning. Would you like to try it?"
After saying that, she didn't forget to give Meng Zhenguo a cold look, obviously wanting to interrupt him.
In Zhang Yanni's opinion, one should concentrate on eating instead of talking endlessly about banking and financial industry matters. This is home, not a regular meeting at work.
"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." Chen Yansen replied.
Meng Zhenguo laughed in silence, shrank his head, and simply shut his mouth.
The meal took more than two hours to finish.
Mengjie pulled Chen Yansen and led him into her room.
The room was about 20 square meters, with a 1.2-meter single bed in the middle, two pool cues leaning against the wall, a skateboard standing there, and dumbbells and boxing gloves scattered around, taking up quite a bit of space.
It doesn't look like a girls' room, but more like a boys' dormitory.
"Why don't you have a machete?" Chen Yansen sat down, holding Mengjie on his lap, and joked.
Meng Jie understood immediately and replied in a bad mood: "I'm not a little gangster. I learn boxing just to keep fit. When I was in the Sanda team, I beat several boys to tears. Isn't that impressive?"
"I don't believe it." Chen Yansen shook his head.
"Wait, I'll show you the photos." Meng Jie jumped off the bed and squatted under the desk to search.
Chen Yansen smiled lightly and lay back.
Fortunately, the bed smells like a girl's, soft and sweet.
"Hey, this is a photo of me in a Sanda team match. My mom took it for me."
After a while, Mengjie ran over, lay on him, and put a photo in front of Chen Yansen.
In the photo, Mengjie has short hair, a medal hanging around her neck, and is laughing at the camera. She looks about fourteen or fifteen years old.
The words on the gold medal are not clear, but it is not difficult to guess. It is probably something like "Chunshen West Street Children's Cup Sanda Exchange Competition".
"Are there any cooler photos?" Chen Yansen asked with a wicked smile.
"Yes, do you want to see it?" Meng Jie giggled and asked with a blink of her eyes.
"Nonsense, go get it!" Chen Yansen turned over and pushed Meng Jie down.
A minute later, Mengjie handed over a photo of herself without clothes.
"When you were little, you were like a Michelin tire, all chubby and fat."
Chen Yansen held Mengjie's full-moon photo and commented on it.
"When I was five or six, I fell seriously ill and became very thin. My physical condition has been poor ever since then, so my father sent me to practice Sanda."
Mengjie explained slowly.
at the same time.
After Meng Zhenguo put away the dishes and cleaned the kitchen, he looked at the time and muttered, "It's already been half an hour."
"Lao Meng, our daughter is already 22 years old. Don't be so confused and worry too much."
Zhang Yanni listened to the noise in the room and warned Meng Zhenguo in a low voice.
"I'm not afraid that our daughter will suffer."
Meng Zhenguo spread his hands and said helplessly.
"It's still unclear who will suffer the loss," Zhang Yanni said with a smile.
More than ten minutes later, Chen Yansen walked out of Mengjie's room.
Meng Zhenguo saw him coming out and invited him, "Let's go to the study and have a cup of tea."
Chen Yansen nodded and followed Meng Zhenguo into a room of more than ten square meters.
The room is filled with bookshelves, but the furnishings are quite simple, with only a mahogany table and an Orange MagicBook 2 on it.
"Xiao Chen, sit down!" Meng Zhenguo said, took a can of treasured tea from the shelf, and busied himself with boiling water to make tea for Chen Yansen.
The water vapor curls up like smoke and drifts into the air.
"Xiao Chen, Uncle Meng doesn't have much experience in business, so I don't dare to say too much, but when it comes to dealing with people, these past few decades have not been in vain."
Meng Zhenguo poured Chen Yansen a cup of hot tea and said gently, "Senlian Capital has grown so rapidly and has become so large. As the old saying goes, 'When water is full, it overflows; when the moon is full, it wanes; the way of heaven abhors fullness; the way of man abhors perfection.' Sometimes, the bigger a business becomes, the more likely it is to become a target of others."
As he spoke, he pushed the teacup toward Chen Yansen, his eyes filled with the caution of a seasoned businessman. "Although I don't understand the ins and outs of business, I do understand one thing: only by proactively sharing some of the cake can you protect yourself."
Chen Yansen understood the subtext in Meng Zhenguo's words. The other party really regarded him as his future son-in-law.
"Uncle Meng, I understand the logic. For example, Kuaipao's shareholders include internet capital, state-owned capital, and foreign capital. Deep Blue Technology, for example, has already introduced state-owned capital and resources from the Shenzhen City Central Company before its factory officially started production."
Chen Yansen picked up the teacup and took a sip, then replied confidently and calmly.
After hearing this, Meng Zhenguo couldn't help but sigh: There are really geniuses in this world. When I was in my twenties, I didn't have this awareness.
The tighter many people hold on to their wealth, the faster it slips away.
"Can you play chess?" Meng Zhenguo asked again.
"I know a little bit, so I'm a novice." Chen Yansen said modestly.
"Two games?" Meng Zhenguo's eyes lit up, he finally found this kid's weakness.
Half an hour later, Meng Zhenguo was holding the chess piece, his face turning pale and blue.
"Uncle Meng, if you let me down again, I won't accompany you."
Chen Yansen joked.
Meng Zhenguo wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the chess piece in his hand, and said with a dry laugh: "I'm sweating a little. I won't play anymore. Let's go take a bath?"
"Okay." Chen Yansen responded readily.
Afterwards, the two drove to the most luxurious bathing center in the county.
"Uncle Meng, is this place serious?"
Chen Yansen looked up at the colorful signboard and asked, pulling Meng Zhenguo.
"The decor is a bit tacky, but it's definitely a decent place. Can I take you somewhere less decent? By the way, have you ever been to that kind of place?"
Meng Zhenguo asked with a smile.
"I haven't been there." Chen Yansen denied it immediately. After saying that, he added two more words in his mind: "today."
"That's good." Meng Zhenguo didn't quite believe it.
The two bought tickets at the bar and went straight to the VIP area on the second floor.
After a shower, steam steam and massage, Meng Zhenguo and Chen Yansen lay comfortably on the couch, drinking tea and chatting.
"Uncle Meng, do you have any further ideas?"
Chen Yansen asked casually.
With his connections in Hui'an Province, he is able to push Meng Zhenguo's position up.
Meng Zhenguo was stunned and thought to himself: Am I considered a father because of my daughter?
But he refused: "Although the mud pit is small, it has no natural enemies. But once it goes to the rivers, lakes and seas, it will be out of control!"
He has no shortage of money or connections in the small county town. He is already half buried in the earth, so there is no need for him to work harder.
Chen Yansen hummed and didn't persuade him any further.
It was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that the two left the bath center.
Chen Yansen drove to Wang Zihao's house.
There's no way, neither he nor Chen Guobin can cook.
I had already booked the New Year’s Eve dinner at the hotel, but I couldn’t resist the invitation from Wang Zhanjun and Wen Shumei.
Old Chen didn't want to agree at first, but then he thought it would be too lonely for him and his son to celebrate the New Year together, so he finally agreed.
at the same time.
More than 2 million users have collected Fuka cards, and each person can get more than 110 yuan.
Those who paid a high price to buy Jingyefu from scalpers last week were completely dumbfounded.
A loss of more than four thousand!
The other side.
Qiandu Takeout has joined the battle again. Even on New Year’s Eve, the competition for takeout in first- and second-tier cities is still fierce!
(End of this chapter)
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