Time flies so fast, and December is here in a blink of an eye.
Since buying the car, Jiang Nansunna has gone home almost every day, and has also given a lot of suggestions for the decoration of his new home. Usually he drives around with Zhu Suosuo or his roommate Manmodu when he has nothing to do.
Jiang Pengfei's investment has also made some gains, and now his personal assets have been successfully accumulated to seven or eight small goals.
In order to achieve this achievement, Jiang Pengfei went to bed later than a dog and got up earlier than a chicken every day. As soon as he got up, he would stay by the computer.
Today, I was not investing, but put all the money into my account through some operations.
Afterwards, Jiang Pengfei sat on the sofa and started talking to himself:
"You should stop for a while, otherwise you, a little fish, will be noticed by the crocodiles in the water, and you will be in trouble~"
When the money arrived and settled into his pocket, Jiang Pengfei lay down on the sofa as if relieved. He had a small problem, that is, only money in his pocket is his own money.
I closed my eyes and rested for a while. Less than 20 minutes later, I heard the phone ringing:
"How many times have I fallen on the road, how many times have my wings been broken~"
Jiang Pengfei opened his eyes and took his cell phone over. He saw that it was a call from the decoration company.
Press speakerphone: "Hello!"
"Mr. Jiang, the decoration of your home is basically completed. Come and take a look at it when you have time. If there is anything you are not satisfied with, we will make changes again!"
The person who called was the leader of the decoration company, and his tone was very respectful. It was okay not to be respectful, because the balance had not yet been settled.
Jiang Pengfei patted his head and almost forgot about it. He was so busy all day and night because the markets in Europe and the United States opened at night.
"Okay, I'll take my mother over to take a look later!"
"Okay, then I'll be waiting for you and the old lady at your side!"
Vice President Wang, the leader of the decoration company, said to the phone with a smile on his face.
After Jiang Pengfei hung up the phone, he called his daughter Jiang Nansun first. After all, they didn't notify them when they moved. If they didn't notify them after the decoration was completed, they should take action.
"Hey, dad, what's going on~" Jiang Nansun, who was woken up by the phone, picked up the phone and said lazily.
She has no class this morning and is sleeping in.
When Jiang Pengfei heard this voice, he knew that he must not have gotten up:
"I said Nansun, what time is it?"
"Oops, I don't have class this morning~"
Jiang Nansun was holding her mobile phone, almost half asleep and half awake. In fact, as long as she didn't want to go, it would be regarded as no class.
You are already in college, and you are still working as hard as in high school, so isn’t going to college in vain?
Jiang Pengfei didn't care about her and directly stated the purpose of his call:
"The decoration of our house has been completed today. Do you want to go take a look with dad and grandma?"
"No, I won't go~" Jiang Nansun was about to fall asleep, so he subconsciously replied in a low voice, then put his phone aside and continued to sleep.
"Then you go to sleep~" Jiang Pengfei said helplessly.
After hanging up the phone, I looked up and looked around and found that my mother was not there. I thought she was in the kitchen.
Finally, I stood up and walked to the kitchen, only to see the nanny Aunt Jia preparing lunch alone.
"Aunt Jia, where is my mother?" Jiang Pengfei asked the nanny.
Aunt Jia turned back to Jiang Pengfei and said:
"Grandma should have gone for a walk downstairs!"
"Oh, then I know!" Jiang Pengfei was about to leave after saying that. After taking a few steps, he turned back:
"By the way, let's make lunch later. The new house has been renovated. I'll take the old lady to see it first!"
"Yeah~" Aunt Jia nodded.
Jiang Pengfei put on his coat, went downstairs with the car keys, and called Mother Jiang:
"Hey, mom, where are you?"
Mother Jiang was walking in the park at this time and answered on her mobile phone:
"I'm at the nearby xx park!"
Jiang Pengfei pressed the car key, unlocked the car and opened the door:
"Mom, I'll pick you up then. Our house has been renovated. Let's take a look together!"
Arriving at the address mentioned by Jiang's mother, Jiang Pengfei picked up her mother and drove directly to her home, which she had been renovating.
After getting in the car, Mother Jiang asked:
"Son, have you told Nansun, won't she come over?"
Jiang Pengfei complained while driving:
"Don't mention it. I called him just now, but it turns out your granddaughter is still asleep at what time it is."
"After I finished speaking, she refused to go, but I guess she thought she was dreaming~"
"Oh~" Mother Jiang nodded.
At this time, Vice President Wang from the decoration company in front of his home was already holding a banner, holding flowers in his hands and leading all the workers, waiting for the arrival of the mother and son at the door with smiles on their faces.
Seeing Jiang Pengfei stop the car, he took the initiative to help open the door and helped the old lady get out:
"Auntie, please slow down!"
"Thank you, kid!" Mother Jiang said with a smile on her face.
"You're too polite, Auntie, just call me Xiao Wang!" After saying that, he handed over the flowers in his hand.
After Jiang Pengfei got out of the car, he saw these things and shook hands with Vice President Wang:
"Mr. Wang, you are serious!"
Afterwards, Mother Jiang stood at the door, looked up and saw that the walls outside her home had also been renovated, and she couldn't help but nodded.
Mr. Wang's main focus here is his thoughtfulness. He took the initiative to help open the door and began to introduce the first floor to the mother and son:
"Aunt Jiang, Mr. Jiang, the overall layout of our first floor has not changed much. We just made a small cubicle on the side of the kitchen, which can be used as a nanny's room!"
"All the decorations in the living room are based on the photos provided to me by Mr. Jiang. We almost restored them to the greatest extent possible!"
"There are only kitchens and public bathrooms on the first floor. We have made very big changes and replaced them all with modern furniture."
Mother Jiang did not speak, but stared at all the facilities in the living room in front of her with tears in her eyes. It was just like when she got married in 1959.
I couldn't help but walk over, touch here and look there.
Mr. Wang from a group of decoration companies was also quite discerning. When he saw this scene, he just stood there and shut his mouth without further introduction.
Jiang Pengfei saw this and walked over, held his mother's hand, and said softly:
"Mom, are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied, mom is so satisfied, son, you are considerate!" Mother Jiang patted her son's hand very touched and said.
"Then let's continue watching, or should you take a break first?" Jiang Pengfei asked with a smile.
Mother Jiang took a few deep breaths:
"Go on and watch!"
At this time, Mr. Wang came over and showed the mother and son around the kitchen and bathroom.
Afterwards, everyone followed the stairs to the second floor, and Mr. Wang continued to introduce:
"Our second floor used to have three large rooms. We changed it slightly according to our needs."
"Now there are four rooms, three of which face the sun, and a guest room is separated on the dark side, so that you can accommodate someone else in your home in the future!"
Following the introduction by Mr. Wang of the decoration company, Mother Jiang listened and nodded.
She also opened the door and took a look at her room, and found that the furniture and other furnishings were the same as she remembered. This made Jiang's mother very satisfied. She was a nostalgic person.
Jiang Pengfei's room is more modern, and her daughter Jiang Nansun's boudoir is decorated in accordance with her requirements, with a pink and girlish style.
The attic on the third floor was decorated into a study room according to Jiang Pengfei's requirements.
(End of chapter)
