Chapter 338: Feng Nanshu: I am a gift

Chapter 338: Feng Nanshu: I am a gift

Chapter 338 Feng Nanshu: I am the gift

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Youqin was sitting on the sofa at Hongrong Home in Jeju City. It was obvious to the naked eye that he was not happy.

The quilt that had been taken out early to dry was also thrown on the sofa. The atmosphere was slightly solemn, and Jiang Zhenghong couldn't help but be a little cautious when pouring tea, looking a little bit sneaky.Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)

Jiang Qin has grown up under their eyes since he was a child. Although he lived on campus for a while, he would usually go home for lunch.

But after he got to college, his son suddenly left home, leaving only the couple living in the family. It takes time to get used to it.

Especially since the summer vacation, Jiang Qin has become extremely independent, as if he no longer needs his parents or even living expenses, which makes the process of getting used to it extremely long.

My mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles. Knowing that he is in school can reduce her worries, but Yuan Youqin will inevitably feel worried when he goes out for a walk during the holiday.

Especially for women of this age, their nerves are very sensitive.

Lets have a cup of tea and calm down. Didnt he tell you everything? There are serious things to do.

Yuan Youqin took the tea cup and took a sip: "I want to see what gift this brat can give me!"

Jiang Zhenghong raised his head and glanced at his mother-in-law, thinking that a woman is a woman. Although she looked angry on the surface, she was still secretly looking forward to gifts from her son, but she didn't know if I had any gifts.

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on Jiang's door. Before Jiang Zhenghong could react, Yuan Youqin had already run to open the door.

Feng Nanshu was standing outside the door cheerfully. When he saw Yuan Youqin, he immediately called her aunt sweetly.

Nan Shu? Isnt Jiang Qin not coming back? Why are you here?

Feng Nanshu stood obediently and said softly: "Jiang Qin said I was a gift."

Yuan Youqin was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself that the dog son has some moral integrity, so he was sure that I like this little girl, right: "Come on, come on, come in quickly, don't stand outside the door."

"good."

Feng Nanshu walked into the house, opened the shoe cabinet with ease, took out his own slippers and put them on. Even Yuan Youqin felt a little dazed when he saw this scene, as if he really had an extra daughter.

Jiang Zhenghong also walked over at this time. He heard a soft voice from his uncle and understood immediately.

Oh, thats what sentimental gifts are like.

Yuan Youqin poured a glass of water for Feng Nanshu, patted Jiang Zhenghong and whispered: "Your son is capable. If he doesn't come back by himself, send Nanshu back to coax me."

"Zhimu Mo Ruozi, he knew you were doing this. Look, you guessed it right, didn't you? You almost got wrinkles from laughing, but this brat is so incompetent, why don't I have a gift? "

Jiang Zhenghong was expressing his opinion when he suddenly saw Feng Nanshu take out a CD from his bag: "Uncle, this is a gift from Jiang Qin to you."

"Is there really a gift from me? What's in it?" Jiang Zhenghong took it and asked curiously.

There is a handsome big bear inside.

"Mr. Jiang, you have traveled thousands of miles to come to Shanghai. It's really hard. I'd like to toast you a drink." Qin Zhihuan, as the host, stood up and picked up the wine glass.

"Mr. Qin, you're welcome. I'm just here to join in the fun, and it's not hard work."

Jiang Qin took away the wine in the glass and came to He Yijun's side: "How is it? How does it feel?"

Ive seen it, and its more reliable than I thought. He Yijun affirmed.

Jiang Qin was a little surprised: "You have come to this conclusion, so why do you ask me to do it?"

"You are a **** compared to me. I can't tell, but maybe you can."

Damn it, I didnt know for a moment whether you were praising me or hurting me.

Jiang Qin complained, sat up straight and started to show off the food with chopsticks. He slept all afternoon, ate a small steamed dumpling and then got on the plane. He hadn't eaten until now, so he was really a little hungry.

After finishing the meal, a few people exchanged greetings and called it quits. Jiang Qin wiped his mouth, thinking he could have some other entertainment, but as soon as he left the banquet hall, he was taken to a suite on the top floor.

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Shouldnt those businessmen wash their feet or something after eating? Have the businessmen in Shanghai lost this excellent traditional culture?

How can you succeed in this business if your feet are not washed?

Jiang Qin felt that his first impression was indeed correct. Qin Zhihuan was more likely to be an intellectual than a businessman, and he didn't even understand this unspoken rule.

But the next second, he began to feel lucky that he was not forced to wash his feet, because his father's call suddenly came in.

In fact, regarding the matter of business, Jiang Qin has been taking vaccinations with his parents, and the gifts and red envelopes he usually gives are gradually increasing. The main item is a frog boiled in warm water, so as not to surprise them too much.

He knows his parents well. Both of them are honest and conscientious. They are more resistant to starting a business than they agree with it. He didn't tell them at the beginning because he was afraid that they wouldn't understand.

But even though he had been vaccinated in advance, the press conference on the disc still shocked Jiang Zhenghong.

Jiang Qin had no choice but to go through his entire entrepreneurial timeline for them. The other party was silent for a full three minutes before he could barely absorb the information that Boss Jiang said.

No wonder you always say that you work for hundreds of people, but it turns out that hundreds of people are working for you? Jiang Zhenghong suddenly realized.

Jiang Qin coughed: "We are a team, supporting each other, going through ups and downs, they work for me, I am actually working for them, but I earn a little more than them."

Jiang Zhenghong was silent for a moment: "It's your mother's turn to answer the phone. I need time to digest it."

Jiang Qin opened his mouth: "Follow me, dad."

After he finished speaking, he put the phone receiver away from his ear, fearing that his mother's Hedong lion roar would knock him out. However, to her surprise, her mother's reaction was relatively calm, and she just asked him to pay attention to his health outside and give him time. Go home more often.

Hey, it seems that the little rich woman has really taken control of my mother. She is just like a cute little beast that eats anger.