"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, please don't be so polite, please have a seat."
Xiao Weiguo walked over in a few steps and, smiling, pressed the two elderly people back onto the sofa.
"Yes, yes, okay."
The two elderly people didn't say anything polite; they just kept bowing with humble smiles on their faces.
Fang Mei.
Xiao Weiguo called out to the outside.
Upon hearing this, Secretary Fang Mei pushed open the door and walked in. He stood gracefully in the doorway and asked softly.
"Chairman, please let me know if there's anything you need."
"Go and arrange for someone to reserve a table at the cafeteria, something of a higher standard. We'll be there in half an hour."
"Yes, Chairman."
Fang Mei didn't ask a single question and turned to walk outside.
Xiao Weiguo then sat down on the sofa opposite Old Man Zhang.
"My dear elders, I am so sorry to have caused you so much worry and fear."
He apologized to the two of them first, saying that after such a ordeal, they must have felt some fear.
Ordinary people, who has ever experienced such a scene? There was fire and guns, and people even died.
The old lady didn't speak, so the old man Zhang took over the conversation.
"We're all nearing the end of our lives, so being frightened doesn't bother us. As long as the child is alright, it doesn't matter if we die, it's just a pity..."
Xiao Weiguo understood that he was referring to Wei Yulan and the child in her womb.
But he really didn't know how to respond to that.
He couldn't comment on Wei Yulan's matter from any angle, so he changed the subject.
"Grandpa and Grandma, you've just arrived. Is there anything I can help you with? Just let me know. Whether it's food or lodging, I'll do my best to make sure you're satisfied."
Zhang Damao brought his parents over, making it clear that they would never return to that small mountain village.
From then on, his parents lived with him, and as the only son in the family, he had to unconditionally take care of the two elderly people's lives.
After Zhang Damao joined Xiao Weiguo's company, he was never idle from the day he started working there. When he was filming his first movie, he rarely even came back to the company.
Therefore, he doesn't have a proper place to live here. When he comes back occasionally, he either stays in the office or in a guesthouse.
There are no vacant apartments left in the family housing area. Even the one that Xiao Weiguo had reserved for himself has now been given to Xiao Baojun.
Xiao Baojun has already renovated the place, preparing to marry Zhou Ruolan there.
In this era, there are very few commercial housing units available. Given Zhang Damao's current status and position, it would be impossible for him to buy a suitable house here.
So, after some back and forth, a suitable place to live was arranged for Zhang Damao, but the matter was put on hold and never got done.
Now that their whole family has come, we can't keep them staying in the office or guesthouse.
Providing them with a safe haven here is an imperative.
Now he wants to hear the opinions of the two elderly people and see what they think so that he can arrange for someone to find them a place to stay.
After hearing his words, Old Zhang turned around and glanced at his son.
Knowing that his father was unfamiliar with the situation here and unsure how to broach the subject, Zhang Damao leaned forward and spoke to Xiao Weiguo.
"Chairman Xiao, you don't need to worry too much. Our family is used to hardship in the mountains. What kind of house can't we live in? Just find us a place that can shelter us from the wind and rain, so that the elderly won't suffer."
After he finished speaking, the two elderly people echoed his words.
"Yes, yes, we saw it when we came to the city. Every house here is better than the one we had back home. We don't care much, just find us a place that can shelter us from the wind and rain, and we'll become city dwellers."
Xiao Weiguo gave a wry smile.
Neither of the two elderly people, including Zhang Damao himself, had yet realized Zhang Damao's fundamental value.
If this were in his previous life, someone as talented as Zhang Damao would have lived a wasted life if he didn't own several villas around the world.
But now, they are content with just a small, run-down house.
After thinking for a moment, Xiao Weiguo looked up and said.
"Okay, let's go downstairs for dinner later. Tonight, stay at the Panlong Guesthouse. Tomorrow, I'll arrange for someone to find you a suitable courtyard house for the time being."
"Our company will be launching the second phase of the project soon. Once we have enough land, I will designate a villa area and build a high-end villa complex specifically for our senior employees. You can move there then. What do you think?"
His eyes swept over Old Man Zhang and Zhang Damao's faces, awaiting their answer.
"Huh? What's a villa?"
The old man clearly didn't understand the term. After exchanging a glance with the equally confused old woman, he couldn't help but ask.
"Well......"
Xiao Weiguo was surprised by the question and couldn't think of a suitable word to answer it.
Zhang Damao took over the conversation and said to the old couple.
"Dad, Mom, the villa that Chairman Xiao mentioned is a detached house with a gate and a yard, and it's very spacious."
"Bigger than your father-in-law's house?"
The old man continued to ask.
"Well......"
When the word "father-in-law" was mentioned, Zhang Damao's expression visibly changed.
However, he quickly recovered.
"Of course, it's much better than his house, there's no comparison."
Zhang Damao didn't know how to describe the villa to the elderly couple in detail, so he just made something up.
"You'll see when you have time, when you visit Chairman Xiao's house. It's a villa."
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