Chapter 1264: Experience in Dealing with Father-in-law
"Uncle, this is some tea for you. Huihui told me that you like calligraphy. I saw a copy of Lanting calligraphy by Yu Shucheng in a bookstore before, so I brought it here for you to see."
Without waiting for Mr. Zhu to reminisce about the past, Zhou Anan took the initiative to present the gift she had prepared.
The tea was naturally this year's pre-rain Longjing tea, which cost only a few thousand yuan per gram, and a box was probably worth hundreds of thousands of yuan; the calligraphy copybook was a collection he specially brought from the big boss Mai in Hong Kong, and he transferred 500,000 yuan to him as a symbolic transfer, and the market price was at most a few million yuan.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s valuable or not, what matters is the intention.
"Yu Dajia's Preface to the Lanting Poems?"
Upon hearing that it was Yu Da's calligraphy from the early years of the Republic of China, Zhu Qing, a fan of cursive script, eyes lit up and he carefully took the item in the black cloth bag.
For him, this is the pinnacle of cursive script in the past hundred years. As a calligraphy enthusiast, he is very familiar with this name and dreams of owning an authentic work of his.
Unfortunately, I am short of money and can only look at it through a glass box in some private museum.
In the entire Haizhou Calligraphy Association, no one can own the authentic works of Yu Da, let alone the well-known Preface to the Lanting Poems, which is absolutely a holy relic for all cursive script lovers.
Zhu Qing was so excited to see the things that he didn't have time to remember whether they looked familiar or not. He couldn't wait to open it and take a look.
"Ahem, Xiao Zhou, sit down, let's sit down and talk."
Seeing her husband so excited that he forgot his work, He Shuixian couldn't help coughing twice and asked him to sit down with a smile.
"Aunt, these are the cheongsam and some small items that I asked someone to bring from Gusu. Please don't dislike them."
Zhou Anan took out two boxes and handed them over. Naturally, she would not be without Mother Zhu's gift.
The cheongsam is a handmade product of the Su family. It is not expensive, only a few tens of thousands of yuan each. The expensive part is that you need to reserve it half a year in advance. If you cut in line directly, the price will be several times higher at most.
For Zhou Anan, she just asked someone to say hello and she could cut in line without even having to pay more.
However, those matching small items cost hundreds of thousands, but Zhou Anan couldn't just say the price and had to keep a low profile.
"Hand-embroidered cheongsam from Su's workshop?"
After receiving her gift, He Shuixian looked at the logo and asked in surprise.
In their cheongsam group that likes catwalk and dancing, there is an old sister from a well-off family. She had previously received a Su's hand-embroidered cheongsam from her son. She had been fiddling with it in front of them for half a month, which was really enviable.
Unexpectedly, my daughter's boyfriend was so generous. This handmade cheongsam costs at least five figures. She will definitely make others envious when she wears it to the next party.
I guess other small items aren’t much cheaper either.
This child is thoughtful.
"Dad, Mom, have you ordered yet?"
Seeing that her boyfriend's gift was exactly what her parents wanted, Zhu Huihui interrupted their joy by expressing her approval of the man's efforts.
She was really afraid that the man would continue to give her gifts, so the two elders would just give her away, even though she had already given herself away completely.
"It's time to order. Xiao Zhou, take a look. Is there anything else you want to eat?"
Putting on a pleasant smile, He Shuixian put down the gift box in her hand and asked with a smile.
"Then add some stir-fried clams."
After looking at the menu that had already been ordered, Zhou Anan thought about the young lady's recent taste and chose a dish that had meat but was not too fishy.
"Okay, waiter, you can serve the food now."
Looking at the unrestrained young man with approval, He Shuixian told the waiter next to her to serve the food.
"Xiao Zhou, we should have met before!"
Zhu Qing calmed down his excitement and said with a smile in a declarative tone.
"Yes, one time when Huihui and I were having Western food, we happened to meet my uncle."
Facing Mr. Zhu who was obsessed with reminiscing, Zhou Anan confirmed that he was not mistaken.
As for whether the other party remembered his original self-introduction, Zhou Anan just pretended that it never happened.
"That's what I said. I won't remember it wrong."
After receiving the other party's affirmative recovery, Zhu Qing looked at his wife beside him proudly.
"Uncle, I heard from Huihui that you are a director of the Haizhou Calligraphy Association?!!"
As for the matter of catering to the father-in-law's preferences, Zhou Anan, who had been well prepared, could do it easily. When starting the conversation, she tried her best to find the things that her father-in-law was proud of.
"What kind of association is this? It's just a few of us retired old guys getting together in our spare time to write and have fun. It's not worth mentioning."
Hearing the other party talking about this, Zhu Qing waved his hand very reservedly.
Being able to serve as a director of the Haizhou Calligraphy Association after retirement is the thing that Zhu Qing is most proud of in recent years, apart from his daughter passing the civil service exam.
You know, the president of their Haizhou Calligraphy Association is the number one figure in Haizhou's co-governance and the number three in Tien Giang Province. Even if he has retired to the second line, he is still quite influential. Therefore, the Calligraphy Association enjoys preferential treatment in many gathering places.
What people care about in their life is face.
It is precisely because of this that the Haizhou Calligraphy Association has become a hotbed for countless retired civil servants, but not everyone can join, let alone become a director with the right to recommend.
"Uncle is so modest."
"Aunt, I heard that you won the first prize in our Jiang Province Folk Dance Group Competition some time ago?"
After a friendly conversation, Zhou Anan had completely gained the approval of the two elders, and was just short of calling them "Mom and Dad".
Zhu Huihui, who was sitting nearby, looked at the man's steady behavior and put aside some of her worries about the important conversation that was about to take place.
As expected, he is the man she has chosen, excellent in every aspect.
"Uncle, Aunt, there is something I want to be honest with you two."
After dinner, Zhou Anan came to the tea table in the box. She came back with a file bag and waved away the waiter, then poured a cup of tea for the two elders herself.
"What is it? Tell me."
Zhu Qing, who was very satisfied with his future son-in-law so far, took the teacup and asked kindly.
"I may not be able to marry Huihui."
At this time, Zhou Anan, who had accumulated a lot of goodwill, solemnly stated the main purpose of tonight's dinner.
"What did you say?"
Upon hearing the man's words, Zhu Qing slammed the teacup down, stood up, and glared at the man.
When did the daughter of the Zhu family become so despised?
So, all those good appearances before were fake.
He Shuixian, who was sitting next to them, stood up and held her husband, but her eyes were full of anger when she looked at the man opposite. The goodwill she had accumulated before disappeared without a trace and even turned negative.
"Dad, don't be anxious. Let An An finish what he has to say."
Zhu Huihui, who had anticipated this, quickly grabbed her father's arm, fearing that something might happen to her elderly father.
"Whatever you say, take those things back to me. My Zhu family is not the kind of family that sells their daughters."
Faced with his daughter's dissuasion, Zhu Qing still shouted angrily.
His daughter is the most precious thing in his life, how can he let others bully her at will?
"Old man, listen to Huihui and see what he says."
He Shuixian, who was afraid that her husband would get too excited, tried to persuade him against her will.
"Uncle, here is a document for a growth fund. I have set up a 200 million growth fund for Huihui and her unborn child, which will generate at least 12 million in revenue every year."
After the two elders calmed down a little, Zhou Anan picked up the file bag she had brought back earlier and began to speak sincerely.
(End of this chapter)
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