Chapter 59 He is my son-in-law, I am proud!
Everything must have a reason.
Otherwise, **** is still old and spicy.
When Party Secretary Yang mentioned this, not only did everyone not feel disappointed, but they were even more looking forward to drinking Moutai at the end.
Even if Fan Bing was no longer a human being, he couldn't help but blush when he heard this, knowing that he had done something wrong.
But as soon as Fan Bing came down the stairs, Wang Wufu said in a strange tone: "Bingbing is a little busy today."
In addition to Wu Yuan and his fourth brother-in-law Zhong Zhentao's team, everyone present here is very familiar with Fan's Restaurant.
Especially Old Mao Li, when he heard this, he would feel good about it.
"That's right, in the past, Lao Fan hid it and never let his precious daughter show up."
Although Wu Yuan is not familiar with Fan's Restaurant, he is no stranger to the words of these old men.
It can be said that the topic among men, no matter what era it is, cannot be separated from women.
Sure enough, in the next second, Old Xu headed straight to the point: "This table, except for Xiao Wu, the son-in-law of the old party secretary, is all old gang dishes. Xiao Fan came up again and again, specifying that it can't be directed at our old gang. Help with food."
Hearing these words, Wu Yuan became anxious.
Old Xu, you are really confused. My father-in-law is right in front of you. You are making a joke and sparking a fire. Is it appropriate?
Unexpectedly, in the next second, Yang Zhishu said confidently: "Is the son-in-law that my old Yang likes bad? Attracting a few beautiful girls is nothing!"
These words are domineering.
But there is absolutely no intention to let everyone stop this topic.
Wu Yuan couldn't help feeling worried, what does the old man mean by this?
He attracts others by himself, but he is proud. Is that what you mean?
Seeing the relaxed expression of the third brother-in-law again, Wu Yuan knew that his guess was right.
So the next topic always revolves around the nasty chat between Wu Yuan and Fan Bing, and they are inseparable.
Yang Zhishu looked like he didn't care.
The other people used Wu Yuan as an extra, making fun of Fan Bing frequently.
is also strange.
Fan Bing obviously couldn't hold back, his cheeks were hot with shame, but he still frequently appeared in the private room.
This girl, is she addicted to listening to dirty talk?
Wu Yuan is really confused by Monk Zhang Er.
do not care.
Every girl in the family doesn't mind being raped, but you are a big man, do you still care about this?
But dirty words are dirty words, and jokes are jokes.
Everyone didn't mention the cooperation to set up factories from the beginning to the end.
Wu Yuan couldn't figure it out at first, but after two glasses of wine, he suddenly realized.
Drink the wine in place, and things will happen naturally.
No need to worry.
Sure enough, Xiong Gang and Yang Zhishu were also drinking according to this idea.
Wait until the table of delicacies and wild game was almost finished, Wu Yuan took advantage of his clear mind and used the water as an excuse to go downstairs to pay the bill first.
When paying the bill, Wu Yuan leaned against the counter and yawned uncontrollably.
Drilling with my daughter-in-law during the day is too intense today, so that it affects the combat effectiveness of drinking.
Fan Bing behind the counter was thinking casually, and asked, "Are you all right, do you want a glass of water?"
Wu Yuan waved his hand: "You do the math."
It’s all about two cigarettes. After a while, those old gangsters who drink a lot of alcohol may think that their kidneys are not good, so they are nailed to the toilet.
"Huh?" Wu Yuan didn't think too much when he heard the words, and said casually: "Fan Bing always sounds like he's sick, and Fan Bingbing is indeed better."
While speaking, Wu Yuan couldn't help thinking that more than ten years later, there would be another starlet named Fan Bingbing.
"Then I will change my name tomorrow to Fan Bingbing."
Immediately, the rhythm of pulling the abacus was accelerated.
After finishing the calculation and returning upstairs, Moutai has already been opened.
The atmosphere was so enthusiastic that the roof almost fell off.
Fortunately, Fan Bing didn't come up later, and Wu Yuan's ears were much clearer, so he let these veterans do the work.
Drink a meal until nine o'clock.
There are no people on the street anymore.
Everyone went downstairs with red faces and waved their hands away.
Not long after, Wu Yuan was left to follow Yang Zhishu and old Xutou.
"Father, my heart is full of Luo Yan, and I can't tolerate any other women."
"Men, if you want to achieve great things, don't think too much about women."
Wu Yuan listened to these words, and felt something was wrong.
Luoyan is your own daughter.
Is it appropriate for you to say this?
Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhishu explained: "If you don't run this factory, you will be a housekeeper and live a peaceful life with Luoyan years. I am relieved. But what is the future of this?"
"Now that the furniture factory is established, once it develops and grows in the future, it will be sold both inside and outside the province. You are not allowed to go out and socialize with people? At that time, you were still concerned about Luoyan's feelings. How can this business open up?"
This is really like my own father.
Wu Yuan laughed helplessly, but when he thought of the faces of Luoyan and the two children, he immediately said firmly: "Father, I think that even if I persist in living up to Luoyan's mother and three, I can still make my career bigger and stronger."
Back home, reeking of alcohol.
Yang Luoyan wiped his face and washed his feet, but left the two children to Lin Miaomiao to tease and coax him.
Lin Miaomiao hugged the two children and hid far away: "Auntie, how much did uncle drink? You can fall asleep after soaking your feet."
Yang Luoyan said softly with a look of pity: "It doesn't matter how much he drank, isn't it all for setting up a factory?"
"Auntie, just spoil him like this! It is said that when a man has money, he will turn bad. When the old uncle turns bad in the future, you will feel better."
Yang Luoyan chuckled silently.
Isn't your family rich enough now?
The deposits have gone to 1.3 million, but you don't know it.
In the blink of an eye, it is the winter solstice.
Wu Yuan prepared three generous gifts, one for Yang Luoyan to send back to her natal family, and one for him to personally deliver to the third sister's house.
The last one, call Shang Zhai Di, and send it to Master Qiao Siye together.
Since the child was full moon, after I promised my wife, the problem has been dragged on until today.
This misunderstanding between the two of you will have to be resolved sooner or later, and it must not be kept for the New Year.
Wu Jiang brought two bottles of Moutai, two first-grade plums, six catties of fruit sugar, plus two bottles of malted milk and honey.
This gift is not light.
Master Cheng Yue'e saw her, she immediately came up to greet her and said: "You come here as soon as you say, what are you doing with so many things? I am old with your master, how much can I eat!"
Wu Yuan put down the things and said, "Master, this belongs to both of us."
Cheng Yuee glanced at Zhai first, and insisted: "That's too much." Turning around, she shouted at Fourth Master Qiao: "Old man, is there anything wrong with your leg? The two apprentices came to see you, and you don't know how to come to greet you?"
Fourth Master Qiao snorted coldly, and turned his head aside.
Seeing Zhai Yiyi's wry smile, his expression was embarrassing, and he didn't know what to do.
Wu Yuan walked forward with a smile: "Master, I heard about the ceiling of the auditorium, but it's hard for you! Tell us quickly, how did you get it done?"
(end of this chapter)