A foreign city, dear you

"You tell your mother the truth and see if she can deal with it rationally. Do you like Yang Ying?" Ye Lian deliberately tricked Cao Lanshan.

"Look, look." Cao Lanshan suddenly blushed: "I said I couldn't tell you this, right? You will indeed be suspicious and suspicious for no reason."

"What's the point?" Ye Lian said indifferently: "Just like it if you like it. Mom and dad are very open-minded."

"No! Why do I like her? Besides, she doesn't like me either." Cao Lanshan tried hard to clear up his relationship with Yang Ying, as if he was trying to dust a speck of rat shit off his shoulders.

"Then who do you like?" Ye Lian simply had "ulterior motives."

"Why do I have to like someone?" Cao Lanshan looked helpless and spread his hands: "Mom, what's your logic?"

Ye Lian laughed loudly: "Don't be nervous, mom is just teasing you. Mom believes in every word you say and that you can correctly handle the relationship with your classmates.

"But if you encounter difficulties, you should communicate with your parents in a timely manner and don't bear it alone. If you don't say some words or things, others will never know. It will be more likely to cause misunderstandings and is not conducive to solving the problem. Listen. Have you arrived?"

Cao Lanshan nodded and said he understood.

"My parents are very happy that you can tell them about this today. Are there any other difficulties that you want to tell your parents about?" Ye Lian asked Cao Lanshan.

"Nothing."

"No one is talking about the right and wrong between you and Yang Ying, right?"

"There are still some, but they are better. The head teacher criticized and warned Li Fanzao and the others. In addition, they may also be tired of it, and they don't have much interest anymore."

"That's good. It should be fine after a while. People like Li Fanzao are like flies. Don't pay attention to them. As for whether they can change their ways in the future, time will tell."

……

There was so much to talk about during this meal.

In fact, the three of them had already finished their meal, but they hadn't left the table just because they were chatting about things. Ye Lian finally understood the reason why Cao Lanshan was depressed these days.

Ye Lian was very grateful for this meal. It not only exercised Cao Lanshan's hands-on skills, but also built a bridge of communication between family members. It opened up Cao Lanshan's heart and put her and Cao Xueqian at ease.

I am also grateful that there happened to be such a topic that made Cao Lanshan open up the conversation. I just don’t know if Lin Yunping has been found? (Note: In the evening, I heard that Lin Yunping’s parents had found Lin Yunping back.)

Ye Lian would also like to thank Cao Xueqian. Such a funny and lively person, but she just listened quietly and fully believed in her communication skills and educational ability.

The three dishes, which cannot be said to be delicious, were all finished without even realizing it.

Ye Lian leaned forward to collect the bowl.

Cao Lanshan saw a book placed behind Ye Lian on the chair.

"Mom, what book are you reading?" Cao Lanshan asked.

Ye Lian turned the book to the cover and said, "The Story of the Sahara, written by San Mao."

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

"A very good book. You can read it when you have time. It can help you relax."

Cao Lanshan took the book and turned it over. When he saw the catalog, he muttered: "'Marriage Record', 'Hotel in the Desert', 'Hanging Pot to Help the World'..."

When Ye Lian heard Cao Lanshan talking, she thought of the interesting contents in the book she just read, and she felt funny again.

"Why are you laughing?" Cao Xueqian asked.

"Laughing Sanmao, she always plays tricks on her husband."

"Really? How to play with him?"

"Her husband Jose is a foreigner and doesn't know many Chinese foods, so Sanmao makes fun of him." Ye Lian couldn't help but laugh out loud as she said: "Using vermicelli to make chicken soup, she told Hexi’s vermicelli is the ‘frozen rain’; she uses the vermicelli to make ‘ants climbing the tree’, and she tells Hexi that the vermicelli is the nylon thread he uses for fishing...Haha, it’s so fun.”

Cao Xueqian and Cao Lanshan also found it interesting and laughed along with them.

Ye Lian still has a lot to say.

Sanmao's thinking is so interesting and out-of-the-box, and her fluent expressions always make people laugh.

But Ye Lian didn't want to say more.

If Cao Lanshan finds it interesting, he will naturally watch it. If she says too much, it will be a spoiler;

As for Cao Xueqian, haha, Ye Lian has some thoughts.

Cao Xueqian majored in engineering and was good at writing official documents or dialectical things. He was not very interested in these literary things.

But Ye Lian was afraid that if she said too many interesting things, Cao Xueqian would also read the book, which would be bad, haha.

Because in that book, Sanmao’s husband Jose neither cooks nor cooks. If Cao Xueqian sees it, it will be very detrimental to Ye Lian's future transformation of Cao Xueqian. He will find a very strong reason to resist: Look, doesn’t Jose not cook either? Sanmao didn't force him to cook...

Therefore, it is better to keep an eye out and take precautions.

Haha!

Ye Lian cherished Xiao Jiujiu, holding back her laughter and clearing the dining table.

Cao Lanshan took the book and flipped through it.

Cao Xueqian's phone rang, and he went to answer it.

Ye Lian heard that the call was from Cheng Yufei again. They seemed to be discussing buying a car.

Who wants to buy a car? What car to buy?

Ye Lian doesn't know.

Ye Lian didn't even know that the car purchase would cause a big disturbance in Tongxin Factory.

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This is a private room in a hotel.

There was a medium-sized round dining table with six men sitting in a circle.

Three of these six men are Cheng Yufei, Cao Xueqian and Chen Pingfeng, the three original shareholders and three founders of Tongxin Factory; the other three are shareholders who came after them, one of whom is Xiao Maobing.

So, speaking of it, the shareholders of Tongxin Factory have increased to six people.

According to Cheng Yufei and Cao Xueqian, there should be no more shareholders. There are already too many shareholders.

Although the dishes on the table were sumptuous and exquisite, they did not seem to have much appeal to the six people sitting there.

It seems that these six people are not thinking about the food at all, but are thinking about other more important things, and they have their own thoughts.

This is actually a board of directors, where lunch is a name and things discussed are a real thing.

Judging from the solemn looks on several people's faces, the discussion was not pleasant and even reached a deadlock.

If we were to grade the solemnity of several people's expressions, it would be as follows:

Cao Xueqian’s is at the junior level, which is relatively easy and relieved;

Chen Pingfeng and the other two subsequent shareholders were mid-level, serious and prudent, and were more concerned about this matter. They should feel that the matter in question was a relatively important matter;

Cheng Yufei and Xiao Maobing are top notch.

Cheng Yufei's brows furrowed into a deep slit, with disappointment and anger hidden in the deep slit. He didn't look at anyone, just stared at the bowl and plate in front of him.

Every inch of Xiao Maobing's face was tense and cautious. It seemed that if he relaxed, something important would be lost. He was constantly observing everyone's expressions and guessing everyone's thoughts.

No one spoke, not even the sound of chewing, and the air seemed solid.