Nouveau riche love story

Dr. Chen felt that he had probably lived a life where he was not yet married, but he already had to help his children with their homework. He didn't want to participate in it at first, but it really couldn't match a pair of eyes with a strong thirst for knowledge.

Shang Xiaochen understood the rules and the general principles, so he didn't dress like a domineering president and sit and listen to his lectures.

He changed into a simple T-shirt, and his soft hair covered his forehead limply, giving him the appearance of a docile and good student.

As an adult, it doesn't take as much effort to learn as it does to teach children. Shang Xiaochen only asks him when there are nouns that he can't understand at all.

There is a laptop on the table, a gel pen in his hand, and a book in front of him.

This kind of tireless learning made Chen Jing'an feel reluctant to accidentally watch the video, and also embarrassed to laugh when he saw something interesting, so he hurried into the kitchen to work at meal time.

I also went downstairs to buy a box of pure milk and moved it home. I felt that it was necessary to supplement their hard-working children.

As the sun was setting, Dr. Chen was wearing an apron, with one hand propped up on his waist, and the other holding a spoon to stir the stewed chicken soup in the pot. The kitchen door was closed tightly, and he didn't dare to turn on the range hood. He leaned against the kitchen A small window let out the smell.

He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, turned down the fire and looked at the clouds flowing in the distance, thinking in his heart whether he should go to the market to buy a fish tomorrow, eating fish to nourish his brain, obviously he is still young, but he has an old man. father feeling.

Chen Jing'an has seen Shang Xiaochen's resume, and there is no company under his name, let alone a company, there is not even a fruit stand registered in his name.

But Chen Nuo is different. At 21, he is considered a child. The old man is generous. He has earned enough money from gangsters. With a wave of his hand, all 40.00% of these properties are given to this son.

It was said that it was on Chen Nuo's shoulders, but in reality, someone would take care of this burden for him, but the money he earned was kept by Chen Nuo.

How comprehensive can a young man who is just in his early twenties and has not yet graduated from university do things?

Not all inside and out have to be taken care of by the directors in the company.

With the name of General Manager Chen, he may not be able to visit the company three times a year.

Shang Xiaochen is a good boy, once he decides to try to accept it, he will naturally not slip away like that one.

No matter how difficult and strenuous it is, you have to take good care of this business, otherwise, what can you do?Once the father here lets go, then you sell his properties to cash in?

He couldn't do such a thing, not to mention that the Shang family's property was different from the Chen family's. It was earned with a drop of blood and sweat, so how could it be the same as black-hearted money?

Chen Jing'an couldn't help thinking, wondering if there was a time when Chen Xingqiang was unable to do what he wanted?

No matter how old he is, there is no guarantee that the people under him will still be as convinced as before.

If he knew that his son would not inherit his own family's business, he would be greedy and laborious about other people's business every day. He didn't know how he would feel.

But this didn't seem to matter, after all, he never considered Chen Jing'an from the very beginning.

Babababa~, the chicken soup on the stove turned over a few times, Chen Jingan came back to his senses, and changed to a casserole to simmer slowly.

At 07:30 in the evening, Shang Xiaochen, a good student who studied hard, was robbed of spiritual food by his "parents" and put on the dinner table.

"Drink some chicken soup to make up for it. It's specially stewed in a small casserole. No one has enjoyed this kind of treatment."

A bowl of oily soup was placed in front of Shang Xiaochen, with emerald green garlic sprouts sprinkled on top, it smelled fragrant, and there was nothing wrong with drinking it except that no salt was added.

"Eat beef, eat vegetables, eat eggs, eat more, I'll heat you some milk later..."

Shang Xiaochen looked at the hill piled up in front of him, and for a moment really didn't know where to start.

"Doctor Chen, you seem to be... different from usual today."

"What's the difference?" Chen Jing'an didn't care, twisted a chicken leg and put it on Shang Xiaochen's plate at the risk of burning his hands.

"A little too enthusiastic."

A soft smile emerged from the corner of Chen Jing'an's mouth: "In this day and age, children who study hard are treated well."

Shang Xiaochen happily gnawed on the chicken leg on his plate, thinking in his heart: It's better to study!Reading to gain knowledge is also favored.

Chen Jing'an took a sip of the chicken soup he had stewed, took the salt shaker and put some salt in his bowl, and said, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Shang Xiaochen gnawed on the chicken leg and said solemnly: "I just watched a psychology class, and to be honest, 'Be careful of cheating when you are too enthusiastic'."

Chen Jing'an let out a laugh, "What kind of leg to split, how to split, this posture seems to be a bit difficult for you, do you want to try it later? Maybe you can practice your flexibility?"

The person with the chicken leg in his mouth blushed. He bit a bone and said, "I see your enthusiasm. You still treat me like a son. You'll be driving in the next second. You won't like it." 'Cultivate', right?"

Although Chen Jing'an is not keen on online novels, he also knows what it means to develop a system, and what it is for, and it is not to "eat" for fattening.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but blush, and the other party was serious about eating the food, not frivolous at all.

Shang Xiaochen is not his elder brother Ji Feiyun, he is an excellent actor, but the faces of the Shang family are all genetically deceptive.

Facing such a person, who knows if his words were meant as a joke, or if there was something deeper?However, that doesn't matter. After studying at the desk for a long time, I really should relax my muscles and bones at night.

Chen Jing'an picked up a chopstick dish for him, "If the soup feels bland, add some salt, don't bite your fingers."

Shang Xiaochen forcibly kept his fingers out of his mouth, silently put half a teaspoon of salt for himself, picked up the bowl and poured it into his stomach in two mouthfuls, until finally the salt particles at the bottom of the bowl didn't melt.

"Chenchen, do you have time recently?"

"It's okay at night, but I don't think it's possible during the day. There are a lot of things to be busy in the coming year, but it still depends on the severity of the matter. If there are important things, there will be time."

Chen Jingan hummed: "It's good to have time in the evening."

Shang Xiaochen picked up the vegetables in his bowl and said, "What do you mean?"

Holding the bowl in his hand, he rubbed his fingers back and forth, suddenly raised his eyes, and winked at Shang Xiaochen: "Why don't you move here."

Shang Xiaochen: "Ahem! Ahem!"

Chen Jing'an quickly poured him a glass of water, helped him pat his back, frowned and said, "Eat slowly, you're choking."

"I'll go! Are you so blatant?" The man's eyes widened as he spoke.

Chen Jing'an: "Didn't Uncle Shang and my aunt acquiesce in our relationship when they came last time?"

The young son of the Shang family clapped his chopsticks and looked at the person in front of him seriously, with an expression that would have knocked out his tricks at a glance, which shocked Chen Jing'an.

He frowned slightly, and said very seriously: "If it wasn't because I was afraid that I would delay my little mother's pregnancy at home, I wouldn't have moved here!"