This time when Chen Fan came back, he bought a lot of New Year goods, and the trunks of both cars were filled with them.

It took Chen's father and Feng Pojun three trips up and down to move everything.

"This one..."

Father Chen looked at Feng Pojun and rubbed his hands politely, not knowing how to address him for a moment.

Chen Fan introduced it with a smile.

"This is the manager of our company's security department, Dad, you can just call him Manager Feng."

"Oh, it's Manager Feng."

Chen Jianye quickly smiled and invited Feng Pojun to take a seat.

As a result, Feng Pojun waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, I have to go home."

After saying that, he looked at Chen Fan and said, "Boss, put everything away. I'll take my leave now."

"Oh, this is not right. I came all this way and didn't even have a cup of tea."

Chen Jianye invited again: "Come in and sit for a while. There are no outsiders here. Have a drink of water before leaving."

"Dad, please don't make things difficult for him. Manager Feng is not very good at speaking."

Chen Fan stood up and walked over with a smile, "I'll go see him off."

Chen Jianye quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Feng Pojun.

"Thank you. Thank you for your hard work."

Feng Pojun was somewhat flattered, and quickly took it with both hands, holding it carefully.

"Dad, please sort out the gifts I bought. I'll go downstairs to see Manager Feng off."

"Okay, fine. I'll take you to the door."

Standing at the door, Chen Jianye watched the two people go down the stairs before he closed the door and went back into the house.

Downstairs, Chen Fan and Feng Pojun moved all the gifts from the other car to Chen Fan's car. These were to be given to Su Ruochu's parents.

After moving, Chen Fan took out a shopping bag from a pile of gifts, which contained two bottles of wine.

"This is for you. Go back and try it during the New Year."

Feng Pojun took one look and immediately waved his hands.

"This... is too expensive."

"Okay. No matter how expensive the wine is, it's for drinking. What's the difference?"

Chen Fan put the wine directly on the passenger seat of the car.

"I'll give you a whole car next year. You're one of the group's senior executives, so it'll be convenient for you to travel with a car."

Feng Pojun smiled bitterly and pointed at the car next to him.

"I'd be fine if I drove a group car."

"This car belongs to the group. I'm going to get you a private car and you can drive it yourself."

Without waiting for Feng Pojun to open his mouth, Chen Fan took out a red envelope from his pocket.

"Happy New Year. Here's a red envelope for you. Wish you good fortune and prosperity."

Feng Pojun was stunned, then smiled and said, "The year-end bonus has already been distributed."

"Let's put it this way. This is a personal gift from me to you. Keep it."

Chen Fan lit a cigarette and handed one to Feng Pojun.

"You're going to get married soon and start a family, so you can't be as careless about money as you were before."

"You need to have a car and a house before you get married. Otherwise, why would the woman live with you?"

Feng Pojun scratched his head: "She said...she has money. Her money can support both of us."

"Fuck!" Chen Fan laughed and cursed, "You're showing off, aren't you?"

"The money is theirs, and you guys can't always rely on women."

"Next spring, I will give you a house from our own residential complex as your wedding house."

Feng Pojun was somewhat moved, "Boss..."

"Okay. No need to say anything."

"Brother Feng, although you are older than me, I have never considered you a member. I have always considered you my elder brother."

"We are all family, so there is no need to be so fussy. If you get married, as your brother, I will definitely help you arrange it. You can't let the woman look down on you."

Feng Pojun lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes a little red.

A straightforward man is not good at expressing himself and just keeps doing things.

After finishing a cigarette downstairs, Chen Fan threw it under his feet, stomped it out, and stomped his feet.

"Okay. Let's go back early. It's too cold."

"Okay. Goodbye, boss."

Chen Fan waved and rubbed his hands together as he walked into the corridor.

Feng Pojun got in the car and drove to the community.

After driving for some distance, Feng Pojun stopped the car on the side of the road.

Carefully put away the cigarette that Father Chen had just given him.

Suddenly remembering the red envelope that Chen Fan had sent him, Feng Pojun reached out to open it and take a look.

As a result, a check slid out from inside.

After taking a look at the numbers above, Feng Pojun suspected for a moment that he had read it wrong.

He came closer and carefully counted the zeros on it. Feng Pojun didn't respond for a long time.

The first thing he wanted to do was to turn around and give the money to his boss.

Because there are simply too many.

But after a moment's hesitation, Feng Pojun sat back down.

He stared at the check in his hand silently, his eyes turning red.

He guessed that the reason his boss gave him so much money was probably partly because he helped his boss complete the secret mission last time.

It was Feng Pojun who worked for Chen Fan and never considered reward.

But Chen Fan, as the boss, never forgot.

Feng Pojun, who had lived a miserable life for most of his life, received such a large sum of money for the first time, and the tough man almost cried on the spot.

If he had so much money, his wife would not have passed away after enduring so many days of torture.

And it was because Feng Pojun was raising money for his wife that he met Chen Fan on the road.

So it is said that Feng Pojun had two noblemen in his life.

For these two people, he would do anything without hesitation.

Even if it means paying with your life.

One is Chen Fan, who is my boss and someone I respect and admire.

One is Su Ruchu.

He clearly remembered that when they first met, it was because of Su Ruchu's kindness that Chen Fan decided to help him.

This is a noble man!

After lunch at home, Su Ruchu chatted with Chen Fan's parents for a while. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Fan drove Su Ruchu back home.

Lin Wanxiu warmly greeted the two of them downstairs.

"Xiao Chen, you must be tired from the journey. Come upstairs and have some water."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Mom, I'm not tired. Has my dad not come back yet?"

"Yeah, I'm on the phone in the store. It's almost the end of the year, and all kinds of accounts need to be settled. I've been very busy these past two days."

Lin Wanxiu said quickly when she saw the trunk filled with New Year's goods.

"Hey, kid, why are you buying so many things? We have everything we need at home."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Family is family. This is just a little filial piety between Ruochu and I."

"You are such a sensible kid."

Lin Wanxiu is now 100% satisfied with Chen Fan and has long forgotten her initial criticisms of him.

"I'll get it for you!"

"No, no!" Chen Fan waved his hands hastily, "You two go up. I can do it myself."

"That won't work. How long will it take you to move all these things?"

Chen Fan picked out a few items and packed them in a light shopping bag.

"Ruochu, take this upstairs for me first, and I'll move the rest slowly."

"Um."

When the two went upstairs, Lin Wanxiu glared at the lady unhappily.

"You are not married yet, what's the point of running to someone else's house when you return home?"

"If you go there, people will gossip about you and say you are not reserved."

Su Ruochu just smiled and shook her head, not caring at all.

"I don't care what other people think. My mother-in-law made me my favorite braised fish this afternoon."

Lin Wanxiu glared: "Can't we do it at home?"

"Your cooking is not as delicious as my mother-in-law's."

"Go away! You naughty girl, hurry up and go to your mother-in-law's house. You are so ashamed."

"Get out of here!"

Su Ruochu ran back with a smile, and together with Chen Fan, they carried all the things upstairs three times.

"Come on, thank you for your hard work, Xiao Chen. Hurry up and sit down and have some tea."

Lin Wanxiu urged the girl, "What are you still standing there for? Go and make tea for Xiao Chen!"

"Mom, I'm still not your daughter. I just moved my things, too, okay?"

"You call that work? Nonsense, go make some tea."

Chen Fan winked at Su Ruchu quietly, his face full of pride.

Su Ruochu suddenly stamped his feet in depression and turned to make tea.

This is really a matter of time.