Chapter 1018

"What do you think of this girl?"

Gu Yan looked at Zhang Yuru's slim figure and bumped Chen Liang's arm.

"Yes, it's a good match for Feng... County magistrate."

When it comes to the county magistrate, Chen Liang still feels a little unnatural. After all, the image of Fengyi is very different from that of the county magistrate in ordinary people's impression.

"Brother Chen, stop calling the county magistrate. Here's Kyoto. Let others hear jokes. Just call me Xiaofeng."

Feng Yi was quite polite and didn't have any airs. After that, he lowered his voice and said, "Yuru just graduated from college. She has an ordinary two degree. It's hard to find a job. She helps in her own shop. She is kind and simple. She's not as realistic and vain as most girls today."

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Gu Yan was noncommittal and asked, "does your father know?"

"Yes, he said it was up to him."

"That's good..."

Gu Yan nodded.

Under normal circumstances, in nine cases out of ten, a family like Fengyi can't make an opinion on its own marriage. In most cases, the elders of the family decide to choose a suitable family for political marriage.

"She doesn't know my family status yet. Sister Gu, you can't leak your tongue later. She and her parents only know that I work at the county level."

Feng Yi said this in a smaller voice for fear that Zhang Yuru in the kitchen would hear it.

"Why hide it?"

Gu Yan wondered.

"Yuru doesn't look for the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people. Her family also feels that the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people are unreliable, and her father has a lot of complaints about being an official."

Feng Yi smiled bitterly.

Chen Liang, who has been quietly listening, feels that the other party is superfluous.

Pulling ten people from the street, at least eight hate the rich, but at the same time, it doesn't mean they don't want to be rich.

The same is true.

Even if Zhang Yuru's father has a problem with officials, it does not necessarily prevent her daughter from marrying a senior official.

There are more girls who feel that the second generation of officials is unreliable, but once they meet the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people, they will jump up with different riveting strength.

However, Fengyi's concealment of the real situation of the family is not without benefits. At least it can ensure that this relationship is based on the absence of external material conditions.

Such feelings are the strongest.

As for how Zhang Yuru will know the truth in the end, don't worry too much.

A grass-roots boyfriend suddenly becomes a prince. For any woman, it must be a surprise, not a shock.

I think my boyfriend is too rich and powerful to break up. This kind of bridge will not appear even in TV dramas and novels that are good at nonsense.

"How did you know each other?"

Chen Liang asked.

"Last year, I came here on a business trip. On the subway, I lost my wallet. When Yuru picked it up, I had arrived at the station and got off. She chased and kept chasing out of the subway station and caught up with me. In order to thank her, I invited her to Starbucks next to the subway station for a cup of coffee."

Feng Yi said truthfully.

"Fate."

Chen Liang sighed and looked carefully at the interior decoration of the antique style restaurant. "Seventy square meters, at least 500000 a year?"

"The front face facing the street and the small courtyard behind are the legacy left by Yuru's grandparents."

"In this area, the street front and courtyard house are worth tens of millions. She is the rich second generation. She is the same as your official second generation. What are you worried about?"

Gu Yan lowered his voice and joked.

Feng Yi smiled bitterly, "the old house should be handed down as a family heirloom. Moreover, because it is a historical building and protected by policies, the government does not allow casual trading. Every year, they have to build a lot of money for maintenance and repair. These two stores can be rented out to earn rent, but Yuru's parents have opened restaurants for half their lives and have been busy, so they have always opened their own."

Gu Yan nodded suddenly and wanted to say more. Zhang Yuru walked out of the kitchen with two cold dishes and smiled Yingying. The three closed their mouths very tacitly.

"As soon as I appeared, you stopped talking. Did Feng Yi speak ill of me?"

Zhang Yuru put down two cold dishes and smiled at Feng Yi.

"He's been praising you."

Zhang Yuru opened the chair beside Feng Yi and just sat down. Before she could greet Feng Yi and Chen Liang to move her chopsticks, a middle-aged woman walked into the restaurant and saw Zhang Yuru. She said excitedly, "Yu Ru, my second aunt introduced you to an object. She graduated as a graduate student and just passed the national examination. She is the child of her former neighbor."

Chen Liang and Gu Yan looked at each other, and their eyes became strange.

Zhang Yuru blushed and peered at Feng Yi. She looked very nervous and seemed afraid of Feng Yi's anger.

"Yo, here comes Xiao Feng."

Zhang Yuru's second aunt had bad eyes. When she approached, she found Feng Yi, but she was not embarrassed or embarrassed at all. She obviously didn't take Feng Yi seriously and said to Zhang Yuru, "I have to talk to your parents."

"Second aunt..."

Zhang Yuru cried quickly. Her second aunt was indifferent. She got into the back kitchen three steps and two steps and lobbied her parents to go. Look at the posture, she won't stop if she doesn't succeed.

"Don't worry, your parents have long recognized me and are getting better and better for me. It's hard for your second aunt to convince them."

The most angry Feng Yi smiled and comforted Zhang Yuru.

The so-called good match of Aunt Zhang Yuru only passed the national examination. She seems to have a good future as a civil servant in ministries and commissions at most, but it is difficult to climb too high. Political leaders, regardless of their family background, who are not trained from the grass-roots level, directly enter ministries and commissions. The starting point is slightly higher, but it limits the future development space, which is far less than Fengyi, the youngest county magistrate in Ningxi.

In the backyard.

Zhang Yuru's parents prepared the ingredients for the evening. It was not easy to relax. They sat in the yard and had a rest. Zhang Yuru's second aunt walked in quickly, pulled over the small bench and sat down and began to chatter.

"How can you treat Yuru's life-long event as a play? At least Yuru is beautiful and has a Kyoto registered permanent residence. Even if you don't find the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people, you have to find promising ones. Do you really want to marry Yuru to a small county in Ningxi?"

"In fact, the conditions are not so important, and the character is OK. According to my observation, Xiaofeng is gentle, courteous and thrifty. He graduated from a famous university and is also a civil servant. The most important thing is that Yuru likes it. Now it's not our time. He pays attention to love freedom and doesn't like the orders of his parents. In addition, there's nothing bad about marrying into the county. He has little pressure and lives easily At ease, it would be better if she chose to stay with us. She doesn't have to buy a house with Xiaofeng. With such a large yard and so many rooms, the young couple can live as they want. "

Zhang Yuru's father, Zhang Dejun, sat on the rattan chair and said slowly.

"Oh! How can you be a father? You are completely irresponsible to your children!"

Zhang Yuru's second aunt, seeing that Zhang Dejun was so stubborn, turned to persuade Zhang Yuru's mother Li Xueqin.

"Xiao Liu and his friends come over for dinner in the evening. Look at it then. It's definitely much better than Xiao Feng."

She seems confident in her matchmaker.