Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

"It can be said that they have taken care of this pair of brothers and sisters for almost ten years."

"Ten years? But the two of them are not in their 20s."

"This old Zhao didn't come to the Zhan family when Zhan Lingfeng and Zhan Wushuang's mother just got married. He came when Zhan Lingfeng and Zhan Wushuang were in junior high school."

"Oh."

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Late last night, Zhan Lingfeng suddenly sent Lao Zhao a WeChat message, asking him to have dinner at home."

After hearing this, Lu Changge smiled and said, "Little daughter-in-law, you are monitoring strictly enough, I thought you just monitored the computer."

"Who made his mobile phone and computer have the same IOS system, connected to each other, and all information is directly synchronized to the computer, I don't think it will work."

Lu Changge suddenly thought: "Hey, little daughter-in-law, since the mobile phone and computer can be controlled, can you control the microphone and camera to be turned on for a long time, so that we can know what they said and did."

Wan Muyan thought for a while: "I'll turn on the microphone. The camera is fine. Although they are not good people, they should respect their privacy."

"My little daughter-in-law is awesome and has principles!"

At noon, Zhanjia Bieyuan.

Old Zhao wore an old dark purple POLO shirt, a pair of khaki slacks, and a pair of padded black cloth shoes, and came to the Zhan Family Courtyard.

Many professional managers like suits and leather shoes, but Lao Zhao doesn't like to pay attention to these, and he always wears them as comfortable as possible.

Zhan Wushuang came to the door, and when he saw Lao Zhao, he called out affectionately: "Hello, Uncle Zhao!"

Old Zhao smiled and nodded: "Miss."

Zhan Xiao also came out of the study, and went downstairs to greet Old Zhao: "Uncle Zhao!"

The three of them sat down on the sofa together, and Zhan Wushuang made tea for Lao Zhao himself: "Uncle Zhao, what would you like to drink today?"

Old Zhao thought for a while: "I have a bad stomach recently, and I can't drink stimulating things. Give me a Pu'er or white tea, it's fine."

Zhan Wushuang smiled and said, "Uncle Zhao really knows how to order. I just arrived at a 20-year-old Pu'er cake. I said it's the best for warming the stomach, so I soaked it and drank it."

"Okay, okay, then drink this, this is good."

Zhan Wushuang picked up the silver pot of boiling water, poured the first brew of tea into the purple sand pot, and the tea fragrance overflowed immediately.

Old Zhao took a deep breath: "It's not bad, it looks like a genuine 20-year-old Pu'er."

Zhan Wushuang smiled and poured a glass for Lao Zhao.

After tasting the tea, Old Zhao was quite satisfied and nodded repeatedly.

"You suddenly called me here today, what's the matter? Is there something to discuss?"

Old Zhao knows the personalities of this pair of brothers and sisters too well. Although the two brothers and sisters have respected Lao Zhao for so many years. of.

If you don't have anything to do, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall. If there is nothing important, you will never invite me to drink tea.

Sitting in the living room, Lao Zhao heard the sound of steaming and cooking in the kitchen. This movement is not something that the nanny can make. It seems that he has hired a chef outside to invite him back. This posture is extraordinary.

Zhan Wushuang heard what Old Zhao said, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhao, why do you say that, you have treated us so well, and you have been working hard for us for so many years, what's wrong with asking you to have a meal?"

Old Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Okay, okay, then I will eat well."

At this time, the nanny brought the fruit and put it on the table: "Miss, master, the chef said that it will be served in 10 minutes."

Zhan Wushuang nodded: "Exactly, drink three brews and serve."

Seeing that Zhan Lingfeng had been silent all this time, Lao Zhao had an idea in his mind. It seemed that the two brothers and sisters must have something to say. Zhan Lingfeng was worried that he could not speak well, so he simply kept silent and let Zhan Wushuang control the rhythm.

After 10 minutes, the three of them came to the table, and the chef actually cooked eight dishes, which can be described as an assortment of dishes, complete in color, fragrance and taste.

Ah Yat abalone, honey, barbecued pork, Dongjiang stuffed tofu, eight-treasure winter melon cup, poached chicken, braised squab, Cantonese cabbage sum, and baked lobster in soup.

This table, just the ingredients, is expensive. With the blessing of the five-star chef and the two bottles of 50-year-old wine on the table, the value of this table easily exceeded [-].

Old Zhao raised his eyebrows, never thought that the Zhan brothers and sisters suddenly entertained him with such a standard, and it was a family banquet, which was quite strange.

Zhan Wushuang poured wine for Lao Zhao himself, raised his glass and said: "Time flies, more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, let's toast together, thank Uncle Zhao, who has been helping our brothers and sisters for so many years, thank you for meeting, thank each other Support!"

Old Zhao smiled, toasted together, clinked glasses, and drank them all in one gulp.

Old Zhao looked at Zhan Wushuang, and said with a smile: "Miss, I watched you grow up, if you have something to say, just say it. Today's game is another lobster, and it's another 50-year-old McAllen. , I am an old bone, but I can't bear this kind of hospitality, what's the matter, just let everyone talk about it, don't be so polite."

Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Lingfeng looked at each other and smiled.

"Uncle Zhao, it seems that the two of us are not doing enough to honor you. Occasionally we want to do something, but it makes Uncle Zhao think about it."

Old Zhao frowned, smiled, still looked suspicious, but relaxed a little, and began to serve food: "It's all right, don't tell me, anyway, I've drunk too much, so let's talk, let's eat first."

Speaking of the craftsmanship of the Cantonese chef, it's really good, every dish is decent.

After drinking for three rounds, all three of them were slightly tipsy, without the restraint and politeness they had at the beginning.

Zhan Wushuang raised his wine glass: "Uncle Zhao, I'm paying respects to you, thank you for your selfless dedication for so many years."

Old Zhao also raised his glass and clinked glasses with Zhan Wushuang: "Okay, okay, I'm giving, but it's not selfless, it's all paid for. Hahahahahaha..."

Zhan Lingfeng also stood up and toasted Lao Zhao with a glass of wine: "Uncle Zhao, thank you so much for all these years. When I was studying, I fought with my classmates and didn't dare to tell my dad. You should bring someone to help me It's settled."

After hearing this, Lao Zhao laughed again: "It's easy to say, these things are our secrets, don't let your father know!"

Seeing Lao Zhao's state, Zhan Wushuang was about to drink too much, so he quickly gave Zhan Lingfeng a wink, and Zhan Lingfeng understood, immediately pursued the victory, and toasted Lao Zhao three times in a row, saying "I fucked you!" random" look.

After all, Lao Zhao is an old Jianghu, how can he bear this kind of statement in face, so he also sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman, opened up and drank three glasses in a row.

This time, it went straight to the top.

Zhan Lingfeng's ability on the drinking table is his bottomless drinking capacity, he is invincible and invincible.

Seeing this, Zhan Wushuang quickly started asking questions.

"Uncle Zhao, how is the production of health care products going now?"

"Production...? Production! The production is very good. Now, all the parts that can be completed have been completed! But... But it has not yet entered the packaging process. No, it's not that we have to wait, wait for Murong Yuqing. The recipe. I... I've seen it, I've seen the quantity, it's okay, it's okay! At that time, I stocked it up, stocked it up a wave, and it's still enough to sell for more than a month! No, it doesn't matter... But, Murong Then, hurry up, hurry up."

Zhan Wushuang felt a little relieved when he saw that Lao Zhao answered fluently, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"During this time, have you been in touch with Murong Yuqing?"

"Murong...Murong Yuqing? No, no. Didn't you say that you two are in touch? I, I don't get in touch with her. But... I don't bother to touch that crazy woman! She gets nervous when she doesn't move! Who... who suffers Come on? What is this, the attitude of doing business! These scientific researchers! With such a bad temper, I feel that I, I am the best! Stinky!..."

"Then... what about Zhan Xiao? How was your chat with him last time?"

"Last time?" Old Zhao paused, his eyes were fascinated, and he thought about it carefully, "What last time? Zhan Xiao? What was it... No, did you ask me to talk to Zhan Xiao about something? Then Kid, how could you possibly talk to me... hiccup..."

Zhan Lingfeng and Zhan Wushuang looked at each other again. Old Zhao was already drunk, and what he said was a subconscious reaction. Even so, he didn't come up with anything unusual.

Zhan Wushuang thought for a while, then continued: "Old Zhao, have you mentioned Murong Yuqing's matter to others?"

Old Zhao chuckled: That's all?How could I mention it to others, do you think I'm stupid?Ah ha ha ha ha ha! "

Zhan Lingfeng couldn't stand it any longer, and walked directly to Lao Zhao's side: "Uncle Zhao, you drank too much, I'll send you back."

Zhan Wushuang immediately stood up, glared at Zhan Lingfeng, as if he wanted to ask more questions.

Zhan Lingfeng shook his head slightly: "Uncle Zhao drank too much, if he stays here again, he will feel uncomfortable, so he has to be sent back."

After all, Zhan Lingfeng asked the nanny to call the driver for Uncle Zhao, and sent Uncle Zhao to the car.

After the car drove away, Zhan Wushuang frowned: "Why did you let him go? Finally got him drunk."

"What else do you want to ask? You have asked everything that should be asked, Zhan Xiao, Murong Yuqing, and everything about the factory. Isn't his reaction enough to explain the problem?"

"You may be that I haven't asked the point, or he is not drunk enough!"

"Shuangshuang!"

Zhan Wushuang had a meal.

Zhan Lingfeng sighed: "Shuangshuang, why are you so cold-blooded?"

Zhan Wushuang was startled, she never expected that Zhan Lingfeng would say this.

"How can you say that about me!"

"How could you be so suspicious of Old Zhao? I'm so guilty and regretful that I brought him here today and tried to trick him! He's already said that, why are you still being aggressive and asking further questions? Old Zhao and us have been up and down for more than ten years, if they really wanted to harm us, we would be finished long ago! Why wait until now?"

Zhan Wushuang was extremely angry: "You must be defensive!"

"Even Lao Zhao has to guard against it, why don't you guard against me?"

"How can you say that! You are my brother! We are brothers and sisters!"

"I, Lu Changge and Zhan Xiao are still siblings!"

"Can that be the same? They and I were not born to the same mother!"

"Ye Chen and Ye Canglan are still the same father and mother! Isn't it also the same quarrel!"

"Brother! What do you want to do? Now that the enemy is in front of us, we are inconsistent with the outside world, and you are arguing with me here, talking about this with me? Are you crazy!"

Zhan Lingfeng looked at Zhan Wushuang angrily, and didn't want to continue arguing with Zhan Wushuang, so he went straight back to the room and locked the door.

"You!" Zhan Wushuang was on the spot, trembling with anger.

This big drama has naturally entered the ears of Lu Changge and Wan Muyan.

Lu Changge looked like he was watching the excitement and eating melons: "I didn't expect that this pair of brothers and sisters would quarrel and fight among themselves. I thought they were conjoined twins."

"You can vent your anger on Zhan Xiao. Although Zhan Lingfeng is mercenary, he still has other people in his eyes, and he also shows some loyalty. Unlike Zhan Wushuang, he feels that he only has himself in his eyes. Maybe from Zhan Lingfeng If you start, you can find a breakthrough."

"En." Lu Changge nodded, immediately called Zhan Xiao, and quickly explained the situation.

This phone call was made in a timely manner. The Zhan family has a family dinner tonight, and Zhan Lingfeng, Zhan Wushuang, and Zhan Xiao will all be present.

In the evening, the Zhan Family Mansion.

People from all walks of life are here.

Zhan Pingshan wore a cotton and linen jacket, a pair of cotton and linen trousers, and a pair of old Beijing cloth shoes.

Since Zhan Lingfeng, Zhan Wushuang, and Zhan Xiao took over Zhan's business, Zhan Pingshan has been sober with joy, retreating to the second line, making tea and playing chess every day, walking birds and enjoying flowers, completely retired.

However, if you think that he is sincerely fleeing the rivers and lakes because of this, then you are wrong.

He is still monitoring the account of the entire Zhan family every day, and whenever something worth noting happens in the mall, it will be reported to his ears immediately.

Zhan Pingshan, like Qianlong who became the Supreme Emperor, apparently didn't care about the affairs of the world, but no one dared to really underestimate him.

The wife of the Zhan family, Nalan Meiqing, was wearing a cheongsam, a cashmere shawl, big curly hair, and ruby ​​earrings on her ears, like a person from the Republic of China.

The Nalan family was originally a descendant of the Eight Banners. Although the previous dynasty fell, they still left a rich family property.

The Nalan family is not ranked high in the shopping malls, they are all sons of nobles, they are not good at management, they are not as good as real businessmen, they are good at dancing with long sleeves, and they cater to both sides.

However, relying on his rich family wealth and prominent status, he still has the style of an old aristocrat, and all kinds of political leaders are also quite respectful.

This is why Nalan Meiqing has been able to sit firmly on the throne of Mrs. Zhan for many years, and has not been pulled down by those flowers and plants.

In all fairness, Nalan Meiqing is not a person who is eager for quick success. Nalan Meiqing never pays attention to these family struggles of her own children. As a nobleman, she thinks such things as family fighting are too boring.

Her husband cheated, she turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, and her children competed for the family property. Apart from sending Lao Zhao, she had no other helpers.Having lived to this age, Nalan Meiqing only hopes that the years will be quiet and peaceful, and she doesn't want to care about other things.

Today, she stared at the kitchen and made many dishes, some Zhan Lingfeng and Zhan Wushuang's favorites, and some Zhan Xiao's favorites.

Although Nalan Meiqing doesn't like Lan Mengjie, she never treats Zhan Xiao harshly.