San Fu

Really did not expect.

When he was a child, he didn't really "find his mother", let alone "find his father", so that Mr. Jiang was very dissatisfied with the story of the little tadpole looking for his mother.

Unexpectedly, now that I am so old, I want to "find my father" for the first time.

I don't know if it's because he has never had such an idea before, Jiang Kuo felt a little embarrassed when he took out his mobile phone, and seeing Cannon's excited expression, he couldn't dial the number immediately.

"Get out of the car." Jiang Kuo said.

"It's a hot day, it's burning outside," Da Pao said, "I ran with you for two hours without taking a sip of water, and now you want to drive me out of the car to sunbathe?"

Jiang Kuo quickly took out his wallet, pulled out his card and threw it at Cannon: "Go and drink."

"I'll buy a bottle of water with a credit card?" Da Pao looked at him, "Smaller stores don't even have credit card machines, do they?"

"Then go find a bigger machine shop!" Jiang Kuo also looked at him, "Or Mr. Pao, you can't even pay for a bottle of water now, so why don't you go to my place Go to work!"

Cannon didn't speak, and after a while he turned his head away, laughing so loudly that his shoulders trembled.

"Okay," Jiang Kuo sighed, and reached out to open the door, "I'll get out of the car."

"Hey hey hey," Da Pao stopped him, "I'm going to have a cup of milk tea, you call your number."

Jiang Kuo leaned back in his chair.

"Don't be embarrassing, my dear father, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, you are talking about business." Da Pao said as he got out of the car.

"If you don't fucking say the latter sentence, I will love you very much." Jiang Kuo said.

"I love you too." Cannon got out of the car, turned around and poked his head in and said.

"Get out!" Jiang Kuo yelled.

After the car door was closed, Jiang Kuo lowered his head and started looking for Mr. Jiang's phone number. He searched the call log several times but couldn't find Mr. Jiang's number.

He used to make very few phone calls. Even if he didn't call Mr. Jiang for a few months, he would almost turn to the next page. Now, although he basically finds Duan Feifan for everything in the store, he is here to make and receive all kinds of calls. Not too many, Mr. Jiang, who hadn't been in touch for a long time, was immediately squeezed out of several pages...

He suddenly felt a little sad.

It's not easy raising a son.

He clicked Mr. Jiang's number from the address book.

Mr. Jiang rang for a while over there before answering the phone, his voice was a little low: "Hello?"

"...Are you in the toilet?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Why do you have to be sneaky when you go to the bathroom," Mr. Jiang said, "I'm in a meeting."

"What kind of meeting? With whom?" Jiang Kuo asked sharply. Mr. Jiang usually has a lot of meetings, but generally there is no need to lower his voice.

Mr. Jiang laughed: "The city leaders, the company's business."

"Does the city need to be involved in the company's affairs?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's not just a few people who make trouble on their own. There must be a backer behind it. It's really the last resort to wait until the court is settled," Mr. Jiang said. "It's normal for the city to come forward."

"Understood," Jiang Kuo responded, "Then you start the meeting."

"What's the matter with you?" Mr. Jiang asked. "It's nothing," Jiang Kuo said, "Don't worry, I'll call you after your meeting."

"Okay." Mr. Jiang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Cannon returned to the car with a glass of juice: "I brought you a glass, are you done?"

"No, Mr. Jiang is having a meeting with the city leaders to solve their company's matter," Jiang Kuo took the juice, "Go back to Sister Li first, and I'll take a closer look."

"Okay," Da Pao immediately started the car, "Jiang is always true... If my dad had a meeting with the city to discuss such an important matter, as long as I didn't rush over to kill him personally, he would never bother me, let alone Stop answering the phone."

Jiang Kuo laughed: "Fuck, Uncle Hu is not that heartless."

"You have really changed a lot this year," Da Pao said, "Duan Fei is amazing."

"What does it have to do with him?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I don't know," Da Pao said, "I think it has something to do with him, Duan Feifei is awesome."

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

The phone rang.

Mr. Jiang finished the meeting so soon?He picked up the phone, but saw Duan Feifan's name.

"Can't you say that people know behind your back?" Jiang Kuo shook his phone at Da Pao, "The call is coming."

"Tell him," Cannon said, "Cannon said he was awesome."

"What?" Jiang Kuo answered the phone.

"Are you okay?" Duan Feifei asked.

"... What can I do?" Jiang Kuo was puzzled by his question, "I'll just come out to see the two facades."

"Mr. Jiang asked Xiao Yu to call me and asked if something happened here," Duan Feifei said, "If it is urgent, let Xiao Yu deal with it first."

"I'm really...convinced," Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing, "I called Boss Jiang to hear his opinion on the two facades. He was in a meeting with people in the city, so he Did not say."

"After all, you usually don't call him." Duan Feifei also smiled.

After turning around the facade on the second floor twice, Mr. Jiang called.

Jiang Kuo picked up the phone: "Is the meeting over?"

"Well," Mr. Jiang's voice sounded quite relaxed, "My head is getting bigger by talking back and forth."

"Jiang Lu hasn't come yet?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"We have another round of talks tomorrow, and he'll be here tomorrow," Mr. Jiang said, "Today I'm just talking nonsense with them, who doesn't know what someone is thinking, talk, I'm good at this... you can find me what's up?"

"Two facades, about the same size, one is in the middle of the commercial street, on the second floor, there are not many parking spaces, and the surrounding restaurants are in the form of boutique shops," Jiang Kuo said, "The other is near the commercial street, on the first floor, among the surrounding restaurants. Low-grade mainly..."

"Your words are already biased," Mr. Jiang said, "Do you still want to ask me?"

"Do I have it?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes." Mr. Jiang said, "You prefer the first one."

Jiang Kuo thought about what he said, and didn't understand how Mr. Jiang heard it, but he did tend to be the first one.

"If it's the first one," Jiang Kuo said, "it's a bit different from our positioning, and needs to be adjusted..."

"Your high-end beef-themed restaurant," Mr. Jiang said, "do you have any detailed ideas? Do you have any intentions for the chef and the dishes?"

"No." Jiang Kuo replied truthfully.

"Then what do you need to adjust?" Mr. Jiang said, "You haven't made a final decision on what style you want, so there is no adjustment. The only thing you are sure about is that you want to open in a commercial street and have a certain level. That's the first one, the first one there is a lack of parking, then fix that."

Jiang Kuo felt that his mind was indeed a little stiff before, and when Mr. Jiang said this, he felt that he immediately understood.

"Is the parking lot on the commercial street far?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"It's not far, but it's a short walk." Jiang Kuo pondered along this line of thinking, "You can talk to the shop next to you about renting a parking space, and then look for the property to see if you can rent a few fixed parking spaces in the parking lot. ad..."

"Very good," Mr. Jiang said, "The parking space is not a big problem. People who go shopping and eating there already have the perception that parking is inconvenient and they need to walk."

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

"So you haven't made a decision today. According to your schedule, this should have been decided half a month ago." Mr. Jiang said.

There was a smug smile in the voice, and that "oh" was also very spiritual.

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue: "I will send you the document explaining the revision of the plan when I get back. After all, your deduction of 22 yuan has seriously affected my enthusiasm for implementing the plan."

Mr. Jiang smiled happily: "I'll talk after reading it. If the writing is good, I will make up for you in the next installment."

"Thank you President Jiang for your understanding and support." Jiang Kuo said immediately.

"I'm so mean, can't I call you daddy? Why are you so sweet when you call your mom?" Mr. Jiang said.

"It's inappropriate to call him father for official business," Jiang Kuo said.

"You shouldn't come to me for business matters." Mr. Jiang said.

"Thank you dad." Jiang Kuo said.

"Good son, you're welcome." Mr. Jiang said.

At the same time, Jiang Kuo heard the laughter of his assistant Xiao Yu and Da Pao next to him.

"Hang up." Jiang Kuo hung up the phone and turned to look at Da Pao.

Cannon laughed so hard that he could hardly see his eyes.

"Stop laughing, can you still see the road?" Jiang Kuo said, "How dare you laugh while driving with eyes as big as Douzi?"

"Hey!" Da Pao shouted, turned his head and stared at him, and couldn't help laughing again when he turned back.

"Is it that funny?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It shouldn't be that funny, but I've only heard you called Dad, and you called it too standard," Cannon imitated him, "Dad! Thank you, Dad..."

"You're welcome." Jiang Kuo said.

"You've almost got it!" Cannon shouted.

"You've almost got it!" Jiang Kuo said.

"There is no such thing as the same thing," Duan Feifei looked at the master who adjusted the machine, "it must be according to the standard."

"This kind of machine is somewhat different. You have to be really accurate to a few tenths," the master said while adjusting, "That's not the price."

"I know this, I can accept it," Duan Feifei leaned over and handed the master a cigarette, "Let's try our best not to make too many mistakes, and if you always operate it, I'm sure I won't talk so much nonsense, the key is neither the workers nor you Is this level?"

The master laughed, with a cigarette in his mouth, and Duan Feifan lit it for him.

"It's okay, just call me if you have any questions, don't call the company, just call me directly," the master said, "I live not far away, if you have any questions, just drop by."

"That's the best," Duan Feifei took out his mobile phone, "This number is yours, right? I'll save it."

"Yes." The master nodded, "Generally, in a small-scale factory like yours, there are only a few machines sent by the company, and the cost of a trip is not enough for me to pay for gas..."

"That must be directly to you," Duan Feifei said, "I will save trouble."

After the master installed and debugged, he taught several workers to learn how to operate. The operation is not difficult.

After the master left, Duan Feifei leaned against a tree outside the factory building and let out a long sigh of relief. All the equipment was finished in the afternoon, very quickly, but also very tiring.

Dad came over, took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

"Huh?" Duan Feifei was stunned, "I don't smoke."

"Really?" Dad put the cigarette in his mouth and looked at him, "I see you have smoke all the time."

"It's for handing cigarettes to people," Duan Feifei took out the lighter to help his father light the cigarettes, "I will exchange the disassembled cigarettes with my uncle for a new pack every few days."

"Are you afraid of losing the smell?" Dad laughed.

"Well, the old man said that it will come out after a few days," Duan Feifei said, looking back at the factory building, "Work will start tomorrow, so go back early today and rest."

"I'm not tired, I'll keep watch. Didn't the master say that the machine will be turned on later?" Dad patted him on the shoulder, "Go back and rest first, you..."

Dad stopped halfway through.

"What's wrong with me?" Duan Feifei asked.

"You..." Dad thought for a while, "I don't know how to say it. You saw that master's face was stretched when he came, and he was smiling when he left. On the one hand, I thought you were really powerful, and on the other hand, I felt that you It probably wouldn't have been so great,"

"Here it goes again," Duan Feifei smiled, "I have half of your genes, think about what you were like when you were young."

"It's still different. I was more desperate and violent back then," Dad said, "You really don't look like me."

"Then you have to ask my mother," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "Last time she said I was born to a dog."

Dad laughed: "It's what she can say...you don't usually see her."

"En." Duan Feifei nodded.

"But you can see me now," Dad said.

"When I think about it, I'm so excited that I can't sleep." Duan Feifei said.

"It sounds like scolding me," Dad said.

Duan Feifei laughed twice: "The truth."

"Then I'll be busy next time." The old man sat at the table.

"Don't worry too much about the dishes," the old aunt brought out the dishes from the back kitchen and put them on the table, "Although I'm not a great chef, I can still make a few well-known beef dishes. The chef can improve it."

"It's famous far and wide." The old uncle laughed, "Did you save food for the second child?"

"Keep them all ready," said the old aunt. "It's really famous," Duan Feifei poured wine for him, "Aside from other things, Jiang Kuo can prove it just like the beef noodles."

"Have you ever eaten it?" Jiang Kuo asked Da Pao, "Auntie's beef noodles are comparable to those made in the hotel."

"Don't be mad at me," Da Pao said, "This is the first time I eat the food cooked by my aunt today, and you never called me out."

"Aren't you in the mountains?" Yang Ke said while eating.

"That's even more annoying, isn't it?" Da Pao looked at him.

"Now I just say I don't want to eat for a while, and then I say I'm going to be angry." Yang Ke said.

"Damn!" Da Pao immediately picked up a chopstick and fried the beef.

"This stir-fried beef is very good," Jiang Kuo said. "It's really good. We don't need any big dishes and hard dishes. At this stage, it is a high-quality home-cooked dish, which has characteristics and tastes good."

"That's a high-end restaurant, a high-end restaurant called Niuqi," the old man said, "Don't boast, she is just an ordinary person, cooking two home-cooked dishes."

"Uncle, maybe you don't feel it if you're used to it," Da Pao said, "Jiang Kuo's mouth is not ordinary, he thinks it's delicious. Although my mouth is a little more numb than his, but I also think it’s good, the ingredients are changed to high-level, and it’s a private dish on the table.”

"Have you settled down on your appearance?" the old aunt asked.

"It's settled," Jiang Kuo said, "to sign the contract tomorrow."

"What else?" Yang Ke asked.

"I only care about the contract, Duan Feifei and you." Jiang Kuo said.

"You contact the decoration company. I gave you the business card before. Lao Fan's friend has done a lot of restaurants and clubs, and they are all pretty good," Duan Feifei said.

"Look," said the old man, "it's busy."

"That's great," said the old aunt with a smile. "Young people are so motivated to start a business. If you don't know how tired you are, we can't do it."

"You are technical support." Yang Ke said, "Same as me."

"You have two seats for this face," Da Pao said.

Because Da Pao came back, Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifan went back to the dormitory after dinner. In fact, it’s okay to let Da Pao go to the hotel, but it’s embarrassing. It can also be embarrassing.

Fortunately, there are quite a few cannons, so I didn't mention this, and drove Yang Ke back after dinner.

"I have an excessive request," Duan Feifei lay on the recliner in 107 and looked at Jiang Kuo, "I don't know whether to mention it or not."

"If you know it's too much, don't mention it." Jiang Kuo was still making the final revisions and additions to the document to be sent to Mr. Jiang, and he didn't lift his eyelids while looking at the screen.

"Then if I have to mention it." Duan Feifei said.

"Then mention it, see if I beat you or not." Jiang Kuo said.

"Okay," Duan Feifei clenched his fists, "kuokuo."

Jiang Kuo raised his eyes and glanced at him: "This title sounds like an excessive request." "Can you squeeze your legs?" Duan Feifei said.

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was taken aback.

"My legs are a little sore." Duan Feifei tapped his calf, "I can't squeeze it hard by myself."

Jiang Kuo didn't speak, read the document for the last time, sent it to Mr. Jiang, and then stood up.

Duan Feifei had already crossed his arms in front of his face when he walked to the reclining chair, taking a defensive posture.

"If I wanted to hit you, I wouldn't hit you in the face," Jiang Kuo said, "You can't hit your face, especially a handsome face."

"It's as if you haven't slapped me in the face." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo looked at him and laughed after a while.

"Tell me, where do you want to hit? Let me protect you." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"Hey," Jiang Kuo dragged a chair over to sit beside him, patted his leg, "put it here."

"Okay!" Duan Feifei happily put a leg on his lap immediately.

"Did you stand all this afternoon?" Jiang Kuo pinched his calf, "it seems a little swollen?"

"Basically, the main thing is that all the debugging is done in one go. The master can sit down, but I have to stand up to show my sincerity," Duan Feifei said, "I will do it myself and learn by the way. I can solve some small problems by myself."

"They have after-sales, can't you call and ask for after-sales?" Jiang Kuo squeezed him.

"This is not high-precision equipment, and it is also a small factory. The service cannot be so good, and we don't need much equipment," Duan Feifei said, "It will be easier to manage after we have a good relationship with the master."

"I can't think so much." Jiang Kuo said.

"You think about something else. If you ask me to sign the contract tomorrow, I will definitely not be able to," Duan Feifei said, "I can't even understand it, and I may not be able to see where there is a pitfall."

"I may not be able to see it, so I have to bring Mr. Pao." Jiang Kuo said, "Anyway, Mr. Jiang sent him to supervise the work, so it's not for nothing."

"It's not the supervisor either. There's been a lot of noise this time," Duan Feifan said, "Mr. Jiang is afraid that you won't tell him if something happens to you. Da Pao can give him a report."

"You are indeed Mr. Jiang's wild son," Jiang Kuo said, "you know him so well."

Duan Feifei smiled and shook his legs: "Hey, Mr. Jiang's own son, what date is it today?"

"NO.18," Jiang Kuo said, "what's wrong?"

"JK921, your birthday is coming soon." Duan Feifei said.

"...Ah," Jiang Kuo was taken aback, "I've already forgotten about it."

"How do you want to live?" Duan Feifei asked, "Is there any gift you want? Since my taste is worrying, you can specify a gift."

Jiang Kuo smiled for a while: "I can bear as much soil as you give me."

"Do you want to invite someone else?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Would they come if you don't invite them?" Jiang Kuo said, "Would Dong Kun and the others not join in the fun?"

"Not necessarily before, but this time we definitely won't join in," Duan Feifei said, "We all know that we are related, as long as you don't invite us on birthdays, they won't join in the fun on regular days."

"The two of us will play alone during the day, and call everyone at night," Jiang Kuo said, "Everyone is so helpful these days."

"Master Xingchui Hirano Kuo actually asked for a rowdy activity." Duan Feifei raised his eyebrows.

"I won't feel tired of these people. They are all real acquaintances. Call them all, including 119 and Lao Fan." Jiang Kuo said.

"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded, "Then I will decide the gift myself?"

"Well," Jiang Kuo patted his leg, "You'd better make me look at you with admiration."