Hong Hao looks like a happy child who is deeply loved by his father. He is two years older than Chen Yuanwu, and there is a kind of carefree innocence in his eyes, which is very rare in a society full of caution and defensive mentality.
Jiang Yun likes this kind of simplicity very much.
This kind of simplicity must be based on a strong economic foundation and under the comprehensive protection of family members to maintain love and trust in this world, just like a sterile room, like a vacuum stick.
In addition to the family environment, what about the social environment?
She was also very curious about this: "Miss Xiao Hagi, what is your job?"
Hong Hao grinned and said, "Your grammar is wrong. You should ask me, 'What do you do for a living?' or 'What industry are you in?' The way you asked it, you made the subject the object. This is the word order of Westerners."
Jiang Jun was stunned for a moment. With such particular attention to grammar and a lack of sophistication in dealing with people, there was only one possibility: "Are you a Chinese language editor?"
Hong Hao gave a thumbs-up: "You're half right! I write textbooks, but they're elementary school Chinese textbooks!"
Jiang Jun stood up and gave Hong Hao a youth team salute: "Teacher Hong, please accept my admiration!"
The cake seller was so scary. It turned out that there was a gardener right next to me who was sowing seeds for the garden of the motherland!
Hong Hao laughed out loud: "Put your hands down! I'm not a hero. What are you worshipping?"
Jiang Jun saluted again: "If you are a hero, this is how I would salute."
Hong Hao laughed so hard that he fell back on his chair. "Oh, Xiao Jiang, you're so interesting! No wonder Xiao Wu chose you! You're much more interesting than his classmates and the other girls that people introduced to him!"
Jiang Jun couldn't help but feel proud after hearing this: "Of course!"
There are beauties everywhere, hehe, as for Chen Yuanwu, just choose me, choose me!
Without comparison, you don’t know how good you are!
Ye Qingyin and Wang Yuzhen were sitting in the living room chatting, and the conversation between Hong Hao and Jiang Yun in the side hall was clearly heard by them.
Wang Yuzhen frowned. "Our Xiao Hagi is so naive. How could she tell anyone about introducing Xiao Wu to someone? I have to go and talk to her."
Ye Qingyin stretched out her hand to stop her: "Let her talk, I just happened to take a look."
By the way, take a look at Jiang Yun's reaction, observe Jiang Yun's adaptability and tolerance, so as to judge whether Xiao Wu's future family life will be happy.
Then Hong Hao said, "Hey, why aren't you humble at all?"
Jiang Jun raised his chin. "How can he be so humble when it comes to finding a partner and getting married? Is he going to tell his blind dates, 'You're prettier than me, you're better than me, go ahead, I'm leaving'?"
Hong Hao held his stomach and laughed so hard that he fell backwards: "Oh, oh, I'm dying of laughter!"
In the side hall, Ye Qingyin's face was filled with laughter and tears: "Dean Wang, look at how shameless Xiao Jiang is!"
This statement was by no means Ye Qingyin being modest. Such a straightforward and unsubtle expression should not appear in an environment like their Chen family.
Wang Yuzhen smiled and shook her head: "Your Xiao Jiang's personality is quite compatible with our Xiao Hagi. If our Lao Hong saw this, he would definitely like Xiao Jiang's personality too."
Lao Hong's concept is that as women in the new society, they are already competing with men for the sky, and they are holding up more than half of the sky. They should be proactive in everything they do. They should take the initiative to approach those they like and avoid those they don't like. This is the right way.
After more than ten years together, Ye Qingyin is very clear about Lao Hong's educational philosophy. If it were placed in the old society, Lao Hong would be a progressive father who could teach women of the new era.
On the other hand, in my own family, Chen Zhong likes martial arts and Chen Jing likes literature, and the two rarely communicate with each other. It is really wishful thinking to expect Chen Zhong to love and teach his daughter like Lao Hong does.
"Dean Wang, to be honest, our Old Chen really likes Xiao Jiang. If it weren't for his support, I wouldn't agree with Xiao Wu dating her."
"Oh, I saw you took her out, and I thought you liked her very much."
"Well, I can't say whether I like it or not. It's mainly because our Xiao Wu likes it, and she's good at doing housework. As for the rest, well, I'll teach her slowly."
Aristocratic education is too difficult. Elegance is engraved in the bones. The etiquette that has been taught with three years of hard work can sometimes be destroyed by just a vulgar word or even a vulgar expression.
What's more, she is a daughter born in such a family, and I don't know if she can make any corrections.
At this moment, the phone rang at the Chen family. Jiang Jun jumped up and rushed out.
Ye Qingyin waited for a while but Jiang Jun didn't come around, so she got up and said goodbye, going home to see who was calling.
As I approached my living room, I heard Jiang Jun's gentle voice, the last syllable drawn out: "I miss you! I miss you so much! Hmm~, I can't write that much, can we start today?"
Ye Qingyin's scalp tingled and goose bumps appeared all over her body. This coquettish tone was exactly the same as the tone of a little girl in kindergarten asking for candy! Is that Xiao Wu on the other end of the phone?
"Xiao Jiang, who's calling?"
"Ah? Aunt Ye!" Jiang Jun turned around and saw Ye Qingyin. His voice changed and he quickly picked up the phone. "It's Chen Yuanwu calling. I'm done. Do you want to talk to him?"
Ye Qingyin reached out to take the microphone and glanced at Jiang Jun, meaning that Jiang Jun should move away.
Jiang Jun stood up and walked out: "Aunt Ye, I'm going to boil some water."
She was bargaining with Chen Yuanwu to write a few fewer words in the letter, but Ye Qingyin glared at her. She felt like she was caught red-handed, her face burning, and she hurried away.
After boiling two pots of hot water in the kitchen, Jiang Jun reluctantly went to the living room: "Auntie Ye, the water is ready. Do you want to wash up now?"
Ye Qingyin sat upright on the sofa, her voice cold: "Xiao Dai will come to pick you up later. Clean up the kitchen and leave as soon as the car arrives."
It was "we" at the beginning, but now there is not even any personal pronoun.
I don’t know if it’s because I heard what she said to Chen Yuanwu on the phone just now, or what Chen Yuanwu said to his mother, but Ye Qingyin’s face turned cloudy again.
The minds of female CEOs are the most difficult to control. They can turn against you at any time, and those who don't can be as ruthless as male CEOs.
Jiang Yun felt that he had really exaggerated in front of Chen Yuanwu, and felt that he had a long way to go and the road ahead would be full of ups and downs.
When locking the door, Hong Hao stood at the door and reluctantly said goodbye to Jiang Jun: "Xiao Jiang, it would be great if you could come back and live here when you go to work in the future. Look how nice this little courtyard is. It's quiet, convenient for going everywhere, and we can still keep each other company!"
Jiang Jun looked at Ye Qingyin's back and quietly asked Hong Hao a most realistic question: "If you get married, will you still live at home?"
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