Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"Anyway, you should be prepared. Don't you know. Last night I took my parents to my uncle's house for dinner. I was so annoyed by them that I had the thought of driving against the wall." Feng Yuxuan said over there.

"You would drive into a wall? How could it be, you must be reluctant," Feng Yiping smiled.

"Anyway, it's all right now. It's your turn to bear it. Hey, I know that your parents have been looking forward to getting married with Jingping. They are so easy to hug their granddaughters. It is best to have a fat grandson with them. You must do it. What happened, Jingping said not to get married for now,"

"Think about your parents, especially how disappointed your dad will be? If you bring your daughter back this time, they might still be a little bit happier, but you will come back alone without telling who you said?"

"What does it matter? It's great that I let Jingping and the others come back tomorrow, or let my parents go to Silicon Valley," Feng Yiping is not afraid!

"Anyway, just wait. Speaking of it, you spend less time with your parents these years, and you should do your filial piety and listen to them to educate you."

Feng Yiping, who picked up his parents at the airport, did not feel too nervous after hanging up the slightly exaggerated and intimidating phone call from his sister.

Although it would be troublesome to explain if parents ask about it, what about it? He is a manly man, and these responsibilities must still be taken up.

And he estimated that even if he tells all these things to his parents now, his mother must be on his side unconditionally, and his father will probably do the same afterwards.

Some of my sister's words are right. My parents are really partial and doting towards themselves.

This is also no way. Who would show him such a good son, would he not favor or spoil him?

"Hello Mr. Feng, your family is here." A waiter in a blue skirt pushed open the door of the VIP room. Mei Jianzhong walked in with his daughter and son-in-law with his hands behind his back. A staff member behind him pushed their luggage.

"Grandpa,"

"Well, not bad," Mei Jianzhong held his nephew's shoulders and looked up and down a few times, "I am more energetic,"

"Grandpa, you are in good spirits," Grandpa is in good spirits, but he looks a bit older.

"Dad, mom,"

According to the old rules, Mei Qiuping looked at her son carefully, "Hair is a little longer, it looks a little thin, and needs to be repaired."

"I'll fix it at night,"

"They," Feng Zhenchang just said at the beginning, looking at the staff outside the door who was looking here, lowered his voice, "Why didn't you bring them back together?"

"Jingping meant that in a few days, let you, and her parents, go to the United States to live for a few more days. Now the country is too hot, and I am worried that the little guy will not be satisfied, so I won't have to toss back and forth," Feng Yiping explained in a low voice.

"You guys, it's just raising the kids too finely," Feng Zhenchang murmured.

"It's not that we raised the elite, the children nowadays are all elite,"

"If they don't come back, we will only go to see it," Feng Zhenchang said. "Her parents miss her and granddaughter too,"

"When it gets colder, and waits for a little more leisure time, we will invite her parents to live there for a few days,"

"It's up to you, actually you can go now if you want,"

Wenhui has already leaned forward, "Master, grandma,"

"Oh, it looks like an adult," Mei Qiuping praised him, "Are you still used to doing things now?"

"Follow my uncle, of course adapt, let's go here,"

For everyone's convenience, Feng Yiping and the others always walk through the VIP channel. However, in places like the Capital Airport, there is too much traffic, and it is an impossible task to avoid being discovered.

When they came out, Feng Yiping and the others turned a blind eye to seeing the camera flash, but Mei Qiuping was a little nervous, "Yiping, someone is photographing us,"

"It's okay, Auntie," Wu Qian explained, "They don't publish and publish the news of Mr. Feng casually,"

"Yiping, you have a good relationship with those bosses?" Feng Zhenchang asked.

"Right," Feng Yiping said.

The people in the media, the well-known newspaper in Jiasheng, which used listed companies and companies to be listed as cash machines, and the affiliated companies behind it, reported news about Jiasheng after almost all. , All media will be more careful.

Besides, there seem to be unwritten rules in the industry. The media will report news about Feng Yiping at some conferences, or news about participating in some public events, such as personal matters like picking up relatives today, they will not, nor easy to report. of.

Feng Yiping is not an entertainment star after all.

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"Your house should be changed to a bigger one now," Unexpectedly, the parents said the same thing when they got home.

"That's okay. In the past two years, there have been more and more high-end villas in this area of ​​development. Or, Mom and Dad, you can help me take a look these two days."

He knew that his parents would definitely like things like buying a house and buying a home.

Sure enough, "Well, let Wenhui take us these two days, look around, and I will definitely buy you a suitable one,"

"You are not afraid to spend more money, you are right, it is always a good deal to buy now," Mei Qiuping said.

It seems that my mother has paid off well in buying a house. Feng Yiping is now a little worried, will there be a Wuliao real estate group in the future?

"Let’s take a break at noon. In the afternoon, we went to the shopping mall. We haven’t lived at home for a long time, and we lack a lot of things. I just happened to buy you some clothes for your grandfather to change the season."

Sister's remarks still have some effect, Feng Yiping worried, staying at home, parents will inevitably have to teach themselves.

"You buy, I have too many clothes to wear. The shopping malls are too noisy and I don't want to go. In the afternoon, I will stay at home and rest," Mei Jianzhong said.

"That dad will rest at home in the afternoon and come all the time. He has to bring some clothes and buy some special products for the children, Guoping's wife, Jingping's parents and them."

Although Mei Qiuping still can't be generous to herself, she is now much more generous in human relations than before.

Of course, it's not that I was not generous in the past, but that it would be generous.

"There is Yiping, I will buy you some sets,"

"No, I have enough clothes, some of them are cheaper to buy abroad,"

At least Mei Qiuping likes to listen to these words, "You have to be so careful to live your life. You can't eat and wear poorly. You can't calculate and suffer poverty."

"Mom, you are right," Feng Yiping quickly complimented.

I seem to be a little worried. After having settled at home for so long, my parents seem to have no intention of educating themselves.

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Feng Yiping took Wenhui and Wu Qian behind his parents, moving from one mall to another.

Feng Zhenchang and the others still like this bustling shopping mall. Although most of the time, they just go shopping, although they still have to bargain when shopping, but they are much more generous than before. Wen Hui and Wu Qian, and Owen, who was with the car, also bought a set separately.

They are actually quite proud along the way. In most shops, as long as the son stands for a while, immediately the big girls and young men are a little commotion. When receiving, they are also very warm and polite. Needless to say, they must have recognized their son. , You know, in the mall, my son also wears sunglasses.

This scene made them feel very proud!

After shopping for more than two hours, Feng Yiping was about to take her parents to drink something. Wu Qian came over with her phone, "Mr. Feng, there is something wrong with the company. I need you to visit."

"You go back with Xiao Wu, Wen Hui will follow us," Mei Qiuping said.

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"Office of the Ministry of Commerce?" Feng Yiping asked on the phone in the transparent elevator of the mall.

"Yes," said Zhou Xingyu in the company, "it is a good thing. I think it is necessary for us to participate in such a meeting. If you are not busy, please come back and have a look."

"I'm coming back now." Feng Yiping didn't object to walking with his parents in the mall, but he was really not used to being watched.

But it's okay now. Everyone is more restrained, and when they recognize him, they just look at them a few more times. Like the richest man in horses later, every time they go, they must be surrounded by water.

"The current minister is named Lu, right?" Feng Yiping asked Wu Qian when the elevator reached the first floor.

He also doesn't remember when the man later became Minister of Commerce. If he is now, there may be opportunities to deal with him. In any case, he must be avoided.

"Yes," Wu Qian didn't know the intention of Feng Yiping's question. "Minister Lu is an expert in the auto industry, be careful," she suddenly called.

It's too late~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Feng Yiping felt a cup of hot stuff on his arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," this is a lady who also wears sunglasses, a mask, and a white platinum bag. "Sorry, blame me for walking too quickly,"

He knows that bag because he has seen it in a Hermès store in the United States. It is not expensive, and it is equivalent to nearly 300,000 yuan.

"I'm not burning you," she took off the silk scarf and wiped it with Feng Yiping. It was very close, and Feng Yiping could smell the fragrance on her body. Well, it seemed to be Chanel No. 5.

This man is very stylish, with two women and two men behind him, a total of four assistants.

"I'm sorry, I got your clothes dirty, Xiaoxiu," she said to the short, stocky girl. "Send this gentleman's coat to the dry cleaning, expedited."

"Xiao Gang," a capable young man walked over, "exchanging contact information with this gentleman,"

"Also," she pointed to the coffee cup and water stains underground, "clean it up," (~^~)