Chapter 590 The Peerless Son-in-Law

After Duan Ying came back from abroad, guests began to visit the villa, most of whom were her relatives.

For example, parents, elder brother, nephew, nephew, and some cousins.

A large group of people sat in the living room, sounding noisy and noisy.

In the years since Duan Ying became the wife of the Feng family, the Duan family has established several companies and made a lot of money by relying on the Feng family's resources in various industries.

Duan Ying's elder brother is Duan Hong, who opened a large agricultural supply company, but in recent times, the business has been very bleak, and the orders from upstream and downstream are 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 began to catch up with the trend of the Internet and has done many projects, such as life service platforms and house-hunting websites. He has made a lot of money in recent years.

However, in 2009, he entered the group buying website, but it almost collapsed and lost a lot of money.

However, it is common to make profits and losses in business, and Duan Wenzhao is not discouraged at all.

He is planning to catch up with the trend of the food delivery industry and has created an app called Fandian. He is currently developing the business in Shenzhen and has decided to make a big move.

Duan Ying is very nice to this nephew. She keeps patting her son and smilingly says that she wants him to learn from his cousin.

Duan Ying's son is called Andy, and he speaks pure English.

Duan Wenzhao immediately switched to English and talked to his little cousin very fluently for a while. The whole living room was filled with the smell of an elite family.

"By the way, aunt, when will my uncle return to China?"

"On the afternoon of the 15th."

"On the 15th? That's the day after tomorrow."

"Yes."

"That's a pity. The project I'm working on is currently in a period of rapid development and cannot be separated from 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 go back in a short time. Come back when you are not busy."

Feng Shirong did return to China on the afternoon of the 15th. After landing, he didn't go home. He first met several veterans of the company and some uncles.

Although these old guys have retired, they are still very prestigious in the company.

After meeting 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 sent his secretary to attend the meeting on his behalf.

When it was dusk, Feng Shirong returned to Sheshan Manor, his face was already livid, and he was drunk.

Duan Ying was very good at observing people's expressions. After all, she had a minor in psychology and later studied in foreign universities for a period of time, so she was quite accurate in reading people's emotions.

After seeing Feng Shirong's expression, she knew that her husband's return to take over the company this time should not be smooth.

"Did you quarrel with Shihua?"

"No."

Duan Ying came over with a teacup: "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 Qin's Real Estate and Fengshi Real Estate directly, and some investment projects of Hurricane Capital were also cashed out in advance."

"I said it before, she is not a simple person. She has been in charge of the company for so many years. Suddenly seeing you come back, she can't just sit there and wait for death."

Feng Shirong drank the tea and rubbed his temples: "At present, the Feng family's industry has no profitable projects, but There is still plenty of funds, so it's not a big problem. "

"What should we do now?"

"I plan to lay off a group of employees first, go light, and do a few projects."

Duan Ying stretched out her hand and held his arm: "Husband, you just returned to China, don't be too tired, just take your time."

Feng Shirong nodded, and suddenly remembered something: "Where's Andy?"

"He's playing with toys upstairs. You just returned to China three days ago, and Andy is clamoring to see his father every day."

"I haven't seen Andy these two days, and my heart is empty. Don't call him. I'll go upstairs to give him a surprise."

Duan Ying smiled as she watched him go upstairs, then poured out the unfinished tea and followed him up.

After the father and son had been in love for a long time, Feng Shirong went to the study again, looked through the documents he brought back one by one, and 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 "Peerless Son-in-law Arrogant to the Sky". The whole book was thicker than a dictionary, and the one flipping through the book was Uncle Gong.

The head of the family was back, and Uncle Gong, as the driver, naturally had to report back.

He actually drove here in the morning, but he hadn't seen Feng Shirong, so he read novels to kill time.

"Uncle Gong, you're here."

"Uncle, it's you, welcome back."

Feng Shirong glanced at the book in his hand: "When did you develop a hobby of reading novels?"

Uncle Gong smiled: "The eldest lady is now living in the school, and there is rarely a need for pick-up and drop-off. I had nothing to do, so I started reading. I didn't expect to be quite addicted."

"Peerless Son-in-law? What?"

Feng Shirong couldn't help jumping his right eyelid when he saw these four words.

Uncle Gong coughed: "He is a three-no boy who married into a wealthy family and was looked down upon by others, but in fact, his identity is a generation of genius. He can write to pacify the world and ride a horse to determine the fate of the world."

"What is a three-no boy?"

"He is a young man with no money, no car, no house, but he just hides his identity. In fact, he has a lot of background, and is richer than this wealthy family!"

"?"

The corner of Feng Shirong's mouth twitched, thinking that he had been abroad for so many years. Has domestic popular culture become so magical?

Uncle Gong observed his expression carefully, and then spoke again: "Uncle, what do you think of the peerless son-in-law?"

"Isn't this all just fabrication?"

"What if it's true?"

Feng Shirong frowned, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "Uncle Gong, is Nan Shu 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?"

"There are quite a few. The eldest lady has many friends now. She is more cheerful than before and loves to laugh."

"That's good. With her personality, it's already good to make friends."

Feng Shirong sighed and then raised his head: "By the way, Uncle Gong, you don't have to go back in the near future, so you might as well be my driver. I just returned to China and I have a lot of things to deal with and a lot of places to go."

Uncle Gong nodded: "Then when will you go to see the eldest lady?"

"I have just returned to China. I have a lot of things to deal with in the company. I can't leave. Let's wait until we find an opportunity later."

"..."

After Feng Shirong finished speaking, he walked back, while Uncle Gong stood up and bowed. He looked at his back, then at the peerless son-in-law in his hand, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He thought Feng Shirong would ask about Young Master Jiang, so he had prepared his words when he came, preparing to praise Young Master Jiang like a flower.

All kinds of little words like noble conduct, lofty ambition, elegant taste, and talent are all included.

But what Uncle Gong didn't expect, Feng Shirong didn't even ask.

It seems that he doesn't remember the eldest lady's first good friend.

This is not surprising. After all, the uncle is too busy with business and is abroad. His daughter's friend is not important to him.

only……

Sir, Master Jiang is really a peerless son-in-law.

At the same time, the son-in-law, who was of noble character, ambitious, elegant taste, and extremely talented, locked the balcony door and was humming "Don't Pick Wild Flowers on the Roadside" while scrubbing his underwear.

Zhou Chao was so depressed that he wanted to pee his pants, so he knocked on the door and refused to answer the door. In the end, he could only run to Zhang Guangfa's dormitory and pee.

At this time, Cao Guangyu had just returned from his romance with Ding Xue. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the balcony was locked, and his expression suddenly changed: "Lao Jiang, this dog coin, is doing laundry again?!"

"Well, I've been in there for an hour and they haven't even opened the door to use the toilet." Zhou Chao was about to cry but had no tears.

"An hour? Holy shit, my laundry detergent!"

Cao Guangyu put down his cell phone and rushed to the balcony, but the door opened just as he approached.

Jiang Qin's hands were puckered with water, and the whole balcony was filled with the smell of kumquats: "Running so fast? Are you going to shit your pants?"

"You just pooped your pants, Lao Jiang, why do you wash your clothes every day?"

"I love to be clean. Is this illegal?"

Cao Guangyu rushed to the balcony, picked up his laundry detergent and shook it twice: "Holy crap, it's bottomed out again? Have you finished drinking it?"

Jiang Qin frowned: "Brother, please see clearly. That is the laundry detergent I bought, not yours. Why are you feeling so distressed?"

"?"

Young Master Cao raised the laundry detergent in his hand and took a look at it: "Huh? It seems that it really isn't mine. I'm sorry, Lao Jiang, I wronged you. The main reason is that I didn't expect you to leave me alone and buy it yourself. ”

Jiang Qin patted him on the 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 guarding you. The main reason is that the sun on the balcony is too poisonous. It will not be good if it deteriorates in the sun."

"Yours? I have used up yours. I wanted to ask you to restock a few days ago, but I forgot about it when I got busy. How about I buy it myself? Don't make this mistake again next time."

"Damn it, Lao Jiang, I'm going to bite you to death!"

Jiang Qin quickly took a step back and stretched out his hand to hold Cao Guangyu's head. He saw the young master punching randomly in the air in anger, but he couldn't get close.

Ren Ziqiang lay on the bed and stared for a while, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Brother Cao is so embarrassing, even the armored warrior looked at him in vain, you are kicking him!"

Zhou Chao scratched his head: "Flying kicks are useless. Brother Cao's biggest problem is his short legs."

"Lao Jiang, it's not that I feel sorry for the laundry detergent. The main thing I don't understand is that you only bought the pants for three days, why do you wash them as if you have worn them for three years?"

"Because some friendships are destined to not be settled."

"?"

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 front and one behind, very close, as if they were about to kiss.

Boss Jiang squinted his eyes and pointed at the cold little face in the photo: "This is a life-threatening pervert."

(Please give me a monthly ticket, don’t force me to sit on your lap...)