Hearing this, Yang Hongmei lowered her head and smiled shyly.
"Why can't I be here? My father is the owner of Maochun Building. This is my family's property. This is the most ordinary thing for me to be here."
"Your father is Yang Jianye, the boss of Maochun Tower?" Zhao Shanhe was a little surprised.
In the last life, he had always heard that the boss of Maochun Tower had a beautiful daughter. Even though they had business contacts later, Yang Jianye, the old fox, never let his daughter show up.
Zhao Shanhe also understood that Yang Jianye was also a figure in Nancheng and was involved in the business world all year round. If people knew that his daughter was so beautiful, some traitors would harm her.
In fact, this happens all the time. Many high-ranking officials and bosses who hold power and have strong financial resources will not disclose any information about their families to the outside world.
The reason is that they are afraid of being kidnapped and ripped off. After all, in recent years, there have been endless incidents of kidnapping and screaming. Even if they are investigated, they can't find any clues.
The destruction of corpses and traces is the most terrifying place.
Besides, Yang Hongmei is a beauty, so she has to hide it and not show her face.
In fact, Yang Hongmei usually does not tell anyone that she is Yang Jianye's daughter. First, she is afraid that the big tree will attract wind and cause trouble, and second, she does not want to be labeled as Yang Jianye's daughter.
Her idea was to live her own life quietly, so she chose to open a printing shop she liked in Nancheng to keep her feet on the ground.
Zhao Shanhe also admired Yang Hongmei. Her father, Yang Jianye, was quite intimidating in Nancheng. She was also considered a noble lady. It was indeed remarkable that she could put down her status as a wealthy person and choose to be a nobody and open a printing shop.
Can be picked up and put down.
Zhao Shanhe appreciates it.
"Don't be so surprised, Boss Zhao. I don't look like Yang Jianye's daughter, do I?" Yang Hongmei asked, but her eyes stayed on Zhao Shanhe, unwilling to move.
She has never been able to figure out what kind of magic power Zhao Shanhe has that can make her think about him day and night.
This was the first time Yang Hongmei had such feelings for a man. She was looking forward to it, but Zhao Shanhe kept refusing, making her dissatisfied.
"It's not that they are unlike each other, I just didn't expect that the dignified Yang Jianye's daughter would open a printing shop in Nancheng. According to conventional thinking, a young lady like you should at least study abroad, or enjoy a life of wealth and wealth. Anyway, it won't be like that. Low-level people like us are rigid in society." Zhao Shanhe was indeed surprised.
"Everyone has a different life. My father is indeed great, but that is just his life, not mine. I am very satisfied with my current life. Living in this world, everyone is a small person and must be in the same place. You have to work hard to find your place in society." Yang Hongmei is very transparent.
She may be Yang Jianye's daughter, or the eldest lady of Maochun Tower, but she is herself.
"Ms. Yang is very conscious, I appreciate it, but she is in a hurry, so I have to go to the toilet first."
Zhao Shanhe turned around and entered the men's room in confusion.
Yang Hongmei sighed aggrievedly. Zhao Shanhe was the first man to be so indifferent to her.
at this time.
A man in a suit and uniform came over. He was Yang Chunhe, the manager of Maochun Tower and Yang Jianye’s godson.
Externally, everyone believed that Yang Chunhe was Yang Jianye's prospective son-in-law, so in Maochun Tower, apart from Yang Jianye, Yang Chunhe was the only one who had the final say.
"Xiaomei, your godfather wants you to go home tonight." Yang Chunhe said, intending to get close to Yang Hongmei.
"What's the matter with my dad? I just went back the day before yesterday. You tell him that I'm too lazy to go back and see his little wife's charming look."
Yang Hongmei's family relationship is very complicated. Her mother died young and her father has no fewer than eight or nine lovers. A few days ago, he even married a 30-year-old wife.
That home didn't have the slightest bit of family affection she wanted, and she didn't want to compete with a bunch of little mothers, so she rarely went back. She usually met Yang Jianye at Maochun Building.
"My godmother is pregnant, and my godfather asked you to go back and offer a cup of tea to your godmother."
"Pregnant?" Yang Hongmei looked shocked. Her father was 60 years old, but he could still... have a child!
"Tell my dad that I will go back tomorrow." Yang Hongmei looked helpless.
At this time, Zhao Shanhe returned to the box after convulsing in the toilet.
There was very little food left on the dinner table, just the leftover rice soup, and Zhang Cailing was busy packing it back.
After all, it’s Maochunlou’s food, so you can show off in front of the neighbors when you go back.
"Mom, please stop packing. It's embarrassing." Gao Yuqiao said with a look of disgust. She looked at the waitress who came in to deliver packed lunch boxes with a kind of contempt in her eyes.
Zhang Cailing is probably the first person who can pack meals from Maochunlou.
After all, most of the people who can afford to eat at Maochunlou are prominent figures in Nancheng.
These people are either here to discuss business or receive guests, and rarely pack leftovers, so the waitress thinks Zhang Cailing is funny.
"You kid, I packed the food to save food, but I don't know how to cherish it at all!" Zhang Cailing stuffed the packed food into her bag and said a few sarcastic words, "You and Hongwei are also stubborn, and you were fooled by that good-for-nothing Zhao Shanhe. After all the fun, when Su Wan sees you from now on, she will get angry. I, Zhang Cailing, have been smart all my life, so why did I give birth to such a useless person like you?"
useless?
Gao Yuqiao was stunned.
This used to be a word used to describe Zhao Shanhe!
"Mom, you're not just thinking that Zhao Shanhe is living well now, so you're going to curry favor with him?" Gao Yuqiao asked.
"I don't call it flattery, it's called taking advantage. Even Hongwei said it. That shopping mall is extraordinary. In case Zhao Shanhe becomes a hero among people in the future, I hope I can help your brother. You should be nice to him if nothing happens. If Su Wan gets in touch, maybe she can also benefit from it." Zhang Cailing is a typical person who adapts to the situation. In the face of money, she can leave even her biological daughter behind.
"Are you asking me to curry favor with Zhao Shanhe and Su Wan?" Gao Yuqiao asked dissatisfiedly, "Zhao Shanhe is just a filthy piece of trash. He just got lucky. With that bad look on his face, who knows what day? He's going bankrupt, I won't curry favor with him!"
Zhao Shanhe was rich, and Gao Yuqiao couldn't accept it.
"Yes, Zhao Shanhe is looking at the scenery at the moment, but this guy has a thin face and is destined to be poor. He may be beaten to death one day. Let's just sit back and wait for the good show. If the bad breath doesn't come out today, sooner or later I will We have to let Zhao Shanhe know how powerful he is." Li Hongwei was also unhappy on the sidelines. Seeing Zhao Shanhe jerking off, he felt more uncomfortable than eating shit.
While Li Hongwei and Gao Yuqiao were still angry, Zhao Shanhe had already driven his wife and daughter back home happily in a tricycle.
