Chapter 590: The Peerless Son-in-Law
After Duan Ying came back from abroad, guests began to visit the villa one after another, most of whom were her family's relatives.
For example, parents, older brother, nephews, and some cousins.
There was a large crowd of people sitting in the living room, and it sounded noisy and noisy.
During the years that Duan Ying became Mrs. Feng's family, the Duan family established several companies and made a lot of profits by relying on the Feng family's resources in various industries.
Duan Ying's elder brother is Duan Hong, who runs a large agricultural supply company. However, business has been very bleak in recent times, and orders from upstream and downstream companies have been decreasing day by day.
Duan Hong's son is Duan Wenzhao, who is also an elite who graduated from a prestigious university.
After graduation, he started to catch the Internet trend and worked on many projects, such as life service platforms and house-hunting websites. He also made a lot of money over the years.
However, in 2009, he entered the group buying network, but it almost went bankrupt and he lost a lot of money.
However, it is common to make gains and losses in business, and Duan Wenzhao is not discouraged at all.
He is trying to catch up with the trend of the food delivery industry and has developed an app called Fandian. He is currently developing the app in Shenzhen and has decided to go for it big.
Duan Ying was very nice to her nephew. She kept patting her son and telling him with a smile that he should learn from his cousin.
Duan Ying's son is called Andy, and he speaks authentic English.
Duan Wenzhao immediately switched to English and spoke very fluently with his little cousin for a while. The whole living room was filled with the atmosphere of an elite family.
"By the way, auntie, when will my uncle return home?"
"On the afternoon of the 15th."
"The fifteenth? That's the day after tomorrow."
"right."
"That's a shame. The project I'm working on is currently in a period of rapid development and I can't do without people, so I have to go back to Shenzhen tomorrow. It seems that I won't be able to see my uncle this time."
"It's okay. We won't be going back anytime soon. Come back when you're not busy."
Feng Shirong did return to the country on the afternoon of the 15th. After landing, he did not go back home. Instead, he went to meet several veterans of the company and some uncles.
Although these old guys have retired, they still have great prestige in the company.
After meeting with them, Feng Shirong immediately returned to the company and convened a high-level meeting to learn about the current situation of Fengshi Real Estate and Hurricane Capital.
Feng Shihua, who was supposed to attend the meeting, did not show up, but only sent his secretary to attend the meeting on his behalf.
At dusk, Feng Shirong returned to Sheshan Manor. His face had turned ashen and he reeked of alcohol.
Duan Ying is very good at observing people's words and expressions. After all, she minored in psychology and later studied in a foreign university for a period of time, so she is quite accurate in reading people's emotions.
After seeing Feng Shirong's expression, she knew that the process of her husband returning to take over the company this time would not be smooth.
"Did you have a fight with Shihua?"
"No."
Duan Ying came over with a teacup in hand: "Then why are you so angry?"
Feng Shirong took the teacup and took a sip. "Shihua was not very interested in doing business. I took over smoothly, but I didn't expect Qin Jingqiu to cut off Qin's Real Estate and Fengshi Real Estate directly. Some investment projects of Hurricane Capital were also cashed out in advance."
"I've said it before, she's not a simple person. She's been in charge of the company for so many years, and when she suddenly sees you guys coming back, she won't just sit there and wait for death."
Feng Shirong drank up the tea and rubbed his temples: "At present, the Feng family's industry no longer has any profitable projects, but the funds are still sufficient, so there is no big problem."
"So what should we do now?"
"I plan to lay off a group of employees first, lighten my load, and work on a few projects."
Duan Ying reached out and held his arm: "Hubby, you just returned home, don't be too tired, just take your time."
Feng Shirong nodded, and suddenly remembered something: "Where's Andy?"
"He's playing with his toys upstairs. You just returned home three days ago, and Andy keeps clamoring to see his daddy."
"I haven't seen Andy these past two days, and I feel empty inside. Don't call him. I'll go up and give him a surprise."
Duan Ying watched him go upstairs with a smile, then poured out the unfinished tea and followed him up.
After the father and son had enjoyed a long time of affection, Feng Shirong went to the study again and looked through the documents he brought back one by one. He didn't go out to take a breath until the sun set.
At this time, an old man was sitting under the light in the corridor of the villa, flipping through a novel. The cover read "The Peerless Son-in-Law - Proud of the Sky". The whole book was thicker than a dictionary, and the one flipping through the book was Uncle Gong.
The boss of the family is back, and Uncle Gong, as the driver, naturally has to report back.
He actually drove here in the morning, but he didn't see Feng Shirong, so he read novels to kill time.
"Uncle Gong, you're here."
"Uncle, it's you, welcome back home."
Feng Shirong glanced at the book in his hand and asked, "When did you develop a hobby of reading novels?"
Uncle Gong smiled and said, "The eldest lady lives on campus now, so there is rarely any need for pick-up and drop-off. I had nothing to do, so I started watching it. I didn't expect that I would be so addicted to it."
"A peerless son-in-law? What is that?"
When Feng Shirong saw these four words, his right eyelid couldn't help but twitch.
Uncle Gong coughed and said, "He is just a young man with nothing, nothing at all, who married into a wealthy family and was looked down upon by others. But in fact, he is a genius of his generation. He can bring peace to the world with his pen and decide the fate of the world with his martial arts."
"What is a three-no boy?"
"He is just a young man with no money, no car, and no house. However, he just hides his identity. In fact, he has a great background and is richer than this wealthy family!"
"?"
Feng Shirong's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself that he had been abroad for so many years, has the domestic pop culture become so magical? Uncle Gong carefully observed his expression, and then said, "Uncle, what do you think of the peerless son-in-law?"
"Isn't this all made up?"
"What if it's true?"
Feng Shirong frowned, thought for a while and then suddenly said, "Uncle Gong, is Nanshu in love?"
Uncle Gong sat up straight in an instant: "No, absolutely not, the eldest lady only makes good friends and never falls in love."
"Does she have many friends?"
"A lot. Miss has a lot of friends now. She is more cheerful than before and loves to laugh."
"That's good. With her personality, it's good enough that she can make friends."
Feng Shirong sighed and raised his head: "By the way, Uncle Gong, you don't have to go back in the near future. You should be my driver. I just returned to China and have a lot of things to deal with and a lot of places to go."
Uncle Gong nodded: "When are you going to visit the young lady?"
"I just returned to China and have a lot of things to deal with in the company. I can't leave. I'll talk to you later when I find an opportunity."
“…”
After Feng Shirong finished speaking, he walked back, while Uncle Gong stood up and bowed, looking at his back, then at the "Peerless Son-in-law" in his hand, and could not help but fall into deep thought.
He thought Feng Shirong would ask about Young Master Jiang, so he had prepared his wording when he came, ready to praise Young Master Jiang to the skies.
All kinds of little words were used, such as noble character, lofty ambitions, elegant taste, and brilliant talent.
But what Uncle Gong didn't expect was that Feng Shirong didn't ask at all. It seemed that he probably didn't remember the eldest lady's first good friend.
This is not surprising. After all, the old man is too busy with his business and is abroad. A friend of his daughter is of no importance to him.
only……
Master, Young Master Jiang is truly a perfect son-in-law.
At the same time, the peerless son-in-law with noble character, lofty ambitions, elegant taste and great talent locked the balcony door and was humming "Don't Pick Wild Flowers by the Roadside" while scrubbing his underwear.
Zhou Chao was about to pee in his pants, but he knocked on the door but no one opened it. Finally, he had to run to Zhang Guangfa's dormitory to pee.
At this time, Cao Guangyu had just returned from a romantic trip with Ding Xue. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the balcony was locked, and his face suddenly changed: "Old Jiang, this dog coin, is washing clothes again?!"
"Well, I've been in there for an hour, and they didn't even open the door for me to go to the toilet." Zhou Chao wanted to cry, but he had no tears.
"An hour? Damn, my laundry detergent!"
Cao Guangyu put down his phone and rushed to the balcony, but the door opened as he approached.
Jiang Qin's hands were wrinkled from blisters, and the whole balcony was filled with the scent of kumquats: "Running so fast? Are you going to poop in your pants?"
"You just pooped in your pants, Lao Jiang, why do you wash clothes every day?"
"I like to be clean, is this against the law?"
Cao Guangyu rushed to the balcony, picked up his laundry detergent and shook it twice: "Damn, it's empty again? Did you finish it?"
Jiang Qin frowned and said, "Brother, please look carefully. That's the laundry detergent I bought, not yours. Why are you so upset?"
"?"
Master Cao raised the laundry detergent in his hand and took a look at it. "Hmm? It seems that it is not mine. I'm sorry, Lao Jiang, I wronged you. The main reason is that I didn't expect you to leave mine and buy your own."
Jiang Qin patted his shoulder: "It's okay, I forgive you, we are all brothers, just make it clear."
"What about my laundry detergent? I'll take it back, Lao Jiang. I'm not trying to be defensive against you. It's mainly because the sun on the balcony is too strong. It would be bad if it went bad."
"Yours? I've used up all yours. I wanted to ask you to restock a few days ago, but I got busy and forgot about it. Can I buy it myself? Don't make the same mistake again next time."
"Fuck, Lao Jiang, I'm going to bite you to death!"
Jiang Qin quickly took a step back, stretched out his hand and pressed down on Cao Guangyu's head, and saw the young master waving his fists in the air in frustration, but he just couldn't get close.
Ren Ziqiang lay on the bed and watched for a while, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Brother Cao is so embarrassing, I watched Armor Hero in vain, you just fly and kick!"
Zhou Chao scratched his head: "Flying kick is useless. Brother Cao's biggest problem is his short legs."
"Lao Jiang, I'm not upset about the laundry detergent. I just don't understand why you wash your pants as if you've worn them for three years when you only bought them three days ago?"
"Because some friendships are destined to be unresolved."
"?"
Jiang Qin turned around and sat back in his chair, reaching out to pick up the photo frame on the table.
Inside was a photo of him and Feng Nanshu, one in the front, the other behind, very close to each other, as if they were about to kiss.
Boss Jiang narrowed his eyes and pointed at the cold little face in the photo: "This is a deadly pervert."
(Please give me a monthly ticket, don't force me to sit on your lap by mistake...) (End of this chapter)
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