472 My Son

Elder Tang and Elder Wu had not seen Fu Yuanhang and Chenchen for a long time. When they saw them unexpectedly in the capital, they actually felt like they had met old friends in a foreign land.

Obviously, for them, the capital was their hometown.

Elder Tang first tested Fu Yuanhang's painting skills. Seeing that his skills had become much more solid, he knew that he had not fallen behind in practice during this period.

"I have nothing to teach you anymore. You have already graduated with full marks in basic skills. In the early stage of painting, you practice basic skills, and in the later stage, you cultivate your mind. With a good state of mind, you can still enjoy the scenery even in the bustling city." Elder Tang said truthfully.

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "Student has remembered it. Thank you for the teaching, teacher."

Mr. Tang patted Fu Yuanhang on the shoulder: "Come, let's play a game of chess."

Fu Yuanhang subconsciously looked at Chenchen, who was playing chess with Mr. Wu and Mr. Tang. Mr. Tang always liked playing chess with Chenchen.

Old Tang smiled: "Why? Don't you want to?"

Fu Yuanhang shook his head: "No, of course I want to."

Old Tang also looked at the old and the young: "Old Wu misses Chenchen very much, let them play for a while longer."

Chenchen peeled the biggest melon seed and gestured: "Grandpa Fu, this one is big, this one is for you!"

Old Wu gestured "uh uh uh": "Chenchen eat..."

Chenchen took advantage of Old Wu's slightly open mouth and stuffed the big melon seed kernel directly into his mouth, giggling:

"Grandpa Fu, big melon seed kernels are delicious, right?"

...

Old Tang's nephew and niece-in-law started working today.

The nephew and niece are about the same age as Fu Yuanhang, and they went back to visit their parents today.

They got home almost at dinner time.

It was the first time for them to meet Fu Yuanhang and Chenchen, who Mr. Tang always talked about.

They were a little shy at first, but they liked them very much after they had fun.

After dinner, they were reluctant to let them go home and wanted them to stay overnight.

If Su Taotao hadn't come to pick them up, they really couldn't leave.

The ninth day of the first lunar month.

Su Taotao and Fu Yuanhang were going to design a shop, and the weather was too cold. Chenchen also wanted to go, but the weather was too cold. Su Taotao was not satisfied and asked him to play at home.

Chenchen pouted and called his father to complain that his mother refused to take him out.

The child rarely had a bad temper, so Fu Zhengtu promised to take him with him this weekend to coax the child into a good mood.

An older colleague asked Fu Zhengtu, "Mr. Fu, who are you talking to? So gentle?" The

new Mr. Fu was serious and his handsome face was colder than the weather. The young men in the team were afraid of him. This was already a consensus among them. But every time he answered the phone, he was like a completely different person. His tone was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, which made people feel particularly divided.

Yes, who are you talking to? Everyone wanted to know.

Fu Zhengtu still smiled and replied, "My son."

Fu Zhengtu is a legendary figure in the South Base. People here are more or less concerned about his situation. For example, he has a wife who is the factory director and carries the entire South Base R&D funds on her own;

a younger brother who has published a best-selling comic book while still in junior high school and can design packaging bags;

and a particularly smart genius son.

It is amazing to have one of these people in the family. Fu Zhengtu has them all. He is definitely a winner in life.

Knowing that Fu Zhengtu doesn't like to chat about family matters, his colleagues also know their limits, so they casually said, "I really want to meet your precious son."

The legendary genius child who can turn steel into soft silk.

The colleague did not expect Fu Zhengtu to reply, but unexpectedly, Fu nodded:

"Next week, I'll find a time to bring him here to get to know the way."

Chenchen likes to go everywhere with his family. In the future, he will probably go to work with his father this week, go to class with his mother next week, go to school with his uncle the next week, or visit Mr. Hu's hometown Tang...

As long as Chenchen is willing, Fu Zhengtu does not intend to force him to stay in the classroom.

There are too few things that can be taught in the classroom. Coming to the capital, Chenchen can learn a lot more.

The colleague was stunned for a moment before smiling: "That's great."

The R&D department of the headquarters generally does not allow family members to come, but children of a few years old can come. Sometimes colleagues have urgent matters at home and can't spare anyone to take care of the children. It is not easy to ask for leave here, so they will occasionally bring them back.

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