Jiang Zemin also used to stay up late often, but he has gotten much better in recent years.
But Chen Cixiu would still hope they could sleep a little longer if they could.
"this……"
Old Jiang was very unhappy and came up with a dirty trick: "Son-in-law, how about this, you take your dad back to sleep, and I'll fish for a while longer, okay? I don't have to work tomorrow, and you have to go to work tomorrow, so you two should go back and rest early."
"I'm not going back. My class tomorrow is already moved to 10 o'clock. It's fine, I don't need to go back so early," Professor Chen quickly chimed in.
Chen Cixiu really has to thank his mother for her wisdom. After all, they've been married for decades, and she immediately understood Professor Chen's thoughts.
"Alright, I'll go and book you hotel rooms. Remember, I need to see your video at the hotel by 2 PM. You have to report back, or I won't be able to explain myself."
Chen Cixiu frightened them.
"Okay, good son-in-law, thank you, but could it be 2:30? It takes us more than ten minutes to drive to the hotel, so please help us out." Old Jiang pressed his advantage.
Chen Cixiu covered his forehead.
"This will not be repeated."
"good."
Chen Cixiu found it quite amusing; it was the first time he had ever seen President Jiang speak to him in such a flattering tone, and it felt really good.
He was well aware of anglers' obsession with wild fishing, but naturally, he hoped that his own father and father-in-law could always maintain good health.
However, I had completed the task assigned by Professor Wu. After checking them into their rooms and putting their clothes in, I drove home.
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