I'm really not a filial son

Chapter 285

Zhang Zhicheng came to the agreed place and took a look. In an instant, I am a mother, I was here to pick up Wang Xiaomeng, but when I saw a group of people, Zhang Ping gave Zhang Zhicheng a smug smile.

As Wang Xiaomeng's number one henchman, she is naturally more enthusiastic than Zhang Zhicheng. Now that Wang Xiaomeng is back, she certainly won't let go of this good opportunity.

Zhang Zhicheng said in his heart, this guy is really good at flattering, the flowers, the welcome team are so enthusiastic.

"Why, Da Biao, bring me a carload of people."

Zhang Zhicheng refuses to accept that a boss with such a big labor and capital can still lose to a dog like you, and he doesn't look at your fat pig-like figure and compare it with me.

Zhang Zhi set up a horse to call Da Biao, and there were more people than others. I'm afraid you've lost your mind.

Soon, more than a dozen cars stopped, and fifty or so people came out. Flowers were scattered one by one, and it was as lively as the death of a big leader in an instant.

When Zhang Ping saw it, his expression suddenly changed. This guy has called so many people. He is currently working on the third season in Xue Zhong. If he is removed from the company at this moment, it will affect his work.

But with such a number of people, Zhang Ping was dissatisfied with it. She had an idea and ordered [-] cents of takeaway, and they delivered it separately. Has there been a hundred deliverymen soon?

Soon, a hundred deliverymen came cheering, and the scene was very hot.

Zhang Ping is very proud, so what if you have money, labor and capital can use their brains.

"Da Biao, invite Yang Zhanhuai over here and make him a table for eighteen, and we will eat for free."

Zhang Zhi became angry, Nima thought it would be foolish to call a hundred deliverymen, so I called all the people in the town over to have a feast, to see who had the most.
Yang Zhanhuai rushed here with a large group of people, saying that now Yang Zhanhuai can be regarded as a good man, and all the villages and villages are his vegetable gardens.

"Brother Big Biao, who is having a happy event?"

Yang Zhanhuai was puzzled, and suddenly set eighteen tables, which was a little strange.

"It's not a happy event, why are you asking so many questions? Just do as you are asked."

Yang Dabiao didn't bother to explain, after all, if you have money, you can't lose face, no matter what it is, just get on the bar.

When Yang Zhanhuai saw how impatient Yang Dabiao was, he murmured in his heart, this is not a happy event, it is a funeral, that's right. It seemed that he heard that Li Guosheng was dead. Thinking of this, he immediately ordered his men to start cooking.

After giving the instructions, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the phone again, and called the wreath shop. He couldn't be careless about this trivial matter. By the way, the band came over during the delivery.

Yang Dabiao went to the town and shouted a few times, and instantly a large number of people came over and the place was full in an instant.

Zhang Ping's face turned pale with anger, this guy doesn't talk about Wood, the labor and management are called Meituan, shouldn't he be hungry?It's shameless to invite people to dinner directly.

Wang Xiaomeng watched the luxury car coming, and was surprised to see a large group of people. What's wrong with this guy? He's not too young, why are you gathering so many people?
After getting out of the car, Zhang Ping rushed up immediately with his people. The number of people was incomparable.

"Welcome to the return of President Wang."

"Welcome to the return of President Wang."

Although Wang Xiaomeng was a little moved by the lively crowd, he still felt unaccustomed to it.

"Zhang Ping, you go back first."

Wang Xiaomeng waved his hand, motioning for Zhang Ping to take him back.

Zhang Ping angrily led the people out, and looked at Zhang Zhicheng resentfully. He felt that if he hadn't lost to Zhang Zhicheng, Wang Xiaomeng would not let her go back.

Zhang Zhicheng is very proud of himself. I don’t want to live anymore as a young man fighting against labor and management!You are just the vice president of a cute animation company, why should you fight with me?Who gave you the courage?

"咚咚-"

"Dudu-"

In an instant, the band was playing music while holding a wreath, and a group of people were added to the banquet. This picture was a mess of beauty.

Zhang Zhicheng's face turned black instantly when he saw it, what's the matter?

"What do you know? Do you want to pick me up or send me away?"

Wang Xiaomeng looked around and became annoyed. I told you to come and pick me up, and you and I will deal with this.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

Zhang Zhicheng has a headache, whoever called the band, who bought the wreath.

"Could it be that Lingling won't let you attend his father's funeral, so you're setting up a feast for her father?"

Wang Xiaomeng scratched his head, it was true that Li Guosheng died not long ago, and it is human nature to make up a seat for him.

"That's right, I'm just setting up a table for him."

Zhang Zhi immediately stepped down when he was established. After all, it can't be said that he was put in front of Wang Xiaomeng.

"That's right, I'm hungry too, let's eat together."

Think about it, Li Guosheng is also an elder, so it is not a loss for us to eat his table.

Yang Zhanhuai came over with all his might.

"Mr. Zhang, how is it going? Are you satisfied with this band?"

Naturally, Yang Zhanhuai came to ask for credit. He spent so much money and painstakingly, so he was naturally tall to please Zhang Zhicheng.

"Cao, it turned out to be you bastard."

Zhang Zhicheng kicked Yang Zhanhuai angrily, but fortunately Yuan passed by, do you want your dog's life?

Wang Xiaomeng took a bite, and felt that the taste was not bad. These days in Meituan, he was so busy and tired that he didn't even have a good meal.

This time I came back, although it was a banquet, but the food was rich, and I really enjoyed eating.

"Xiao Meng, is the company going well?"

Zhang Zhicheng brought some dishes for Wang Xiaomeng, this is the best way to eat, the food is hearty.

"not bad."

Wang Xiaomeng arrived later.

"That's good. It doesn't matter if you make money or not. The important thing is to serve the people, you know?"

Zhang Zhicheng said happily.

"You sound like a great leader, by the way. How about our child's surname Wang in the future?"

Wang Xiaomeng asked tentatively. After all, her younger brother died, the Wang family had no descendants, and her father's health was failing, so she could only count on a grandson to inherit the family business.

"How many children do you have?"

Zhang Zhicheng said with some displeasure, there was no objection, but he asked instead, if there was only one child, of course he would not be happy.After all, he is his own son.

"Birth to 35 years old."

Wang Xiaomeng blushed and said shyly, after all, the country wants to encourage more children, so she naturally responded to the call. Since young people today are under great pressure on mortgage loans, car loans, and work, they don’t want to have children, and they don’t want to. If they don't give birth, then the group of rich people like them will naturally have more births.

"Okay then, I'll give you a family member surnamed Wang."

Zhang Zhicheng did the math, at Wang Xiaomeng's current age, when he is 35 years old, the minimum guarantee is three.

"Thanks husband."

Wang Xiaomeng was very happy. After all, she had her father on one side and her husband on the other, and she wanted to fulfill both her palms and backs.

"No, no, it's mine. Thank you. Isn't there a popular saying on the Internet now? Having a child is hard work, so don't ask whose child it is."

Zhang Zhicheng tuned Kai to know who the child belonged to and changed it to the child's last name without any sense of disobedience.

"Hate--"

Wang Xiaomeng patted Zhang Zhicheng angrily, muttering to himself, how can you compare me with the little fairy!
(End of this chapter)