"Wow~ Brother, is this where you live?"
Zhang Qingyun drove the family back to Longhu Villa. When he returned to the mountaintop villa, he opened the door and just parked the car. Zhang Jiaxin, who got out of the car, looked at such a luxurious villa and couldn't help but admire it.
Zhang Yuanzhi and Fang Hui also got off the car and were surprised to see this villa covering an area of 1,500 square meters. They knew that their son had a successful career, but they didn't expect that he was so rich now. They had come here before. What passes through this villa area is not this villa, but that small villa.
"Son, this house is expensive, isn't it? Is your wall too thick?"
After getting off the car, Father Zhang looked around and saw the thick wall and the barbed wire fence above. He couldn't help but said, "Son, what are you planning to do? It's like a fortress."
"That's right, son, why is everything on this floor of yours so tight? You can't see any sunlight, and there is only one door left." Fang Hui also said.
Zhang Qingyun really couldn't explain it to them now, and they didn't believe you when you said it, so he simply changed the subject and said: "Mom, Dad, let's go in and talk."
Taking his parents into the villa, Zhang's father was surprised when he saw the bright lights inside and the heavy door. He really didn't know what his old son wanted to do now.
"Qingyun, you are back."
Chen Yafei, who heard the commotion, also came down from the second floor. She knew that Zhang Qingyun's parents were coming today, so she got up early to clean up. It would be okay if she didn't clean up such a big villa. The reason why it was not on the first floor was that It's not because there is no sunshine, the second floor is so nice, sunbathing is so beautiful.
"This is this?" Fang Hui looked at the extremely beautiful woman walking downstairs with a smile on her face with some confusion.
Zhang Qingyun looked at the confused family members and explained with a smile: "Dad, Mom, this is my secretary Chen Yafei."
"Yafei, these are my parents."
"Hello uncle, hello auntie."
Chen Yafei quickly said that she was a little disappointed by Zhang Qingyun's introduction, but she also understood that it was impossible for an outstanding man like Zhang Qingyun to have it all to himself, and besides, she was divorced.
"Hello."
Fang Hui stepped forward, took Chen Yafei's hand, looked at her and said, "Oh, she looks so beautiful~"
As soon as these words came out, even Chen Yafei, who had been married once, couldn't help but feel a little shy on her face. Zhang Qingyun said as if to save her, "Yafei, this is my sister, Zhang Jiaxin."
"Hello, Jiaxin."
"Hello, Sister Yafei." Zhang Jiaxin replied obediently.
Zhang Qingyun said with a smile: "Mom and Dad, you and Yafei go to the second floor to chat. I will take the things from the car down and let Yafei take you to your room on the fourth floor later."
"I'll go with you." Father Zhang said.
Zhang Qingyun said with a smile: "No, Dad, you and my mother can go up and have a rest. There are not many things, I can finish them in a while."
. . . . .
"Minister Liu, look at the investment in our company."
In a business building in Qiaoxi District, Liu Xianwu smiled coquettishly and was talking to Liu Zhi, the marketing director of Qingyun Capital. This was about the person in charge of due diligence of Liu Xianwu's financing company.
"Mr. Liu, regarding your company's financing, I have to go back and report to our Mr. Zhang. This due diligence will be officially completed today. Just go back and wait for the news."
Liu Zhi said, but thought to himself: "Damn, your lousy company is already 70% in debt, and it's still in the trade industry, Rong your sister~"
"Okay, okay, Minister Liu, regarding our company's financing, I hope you can go back and give us a few nice words in front of Mr. Zhang~" With that, Liu Xianwu stuffed a thick envelope into Liu Zhi's arms.
"Mr. Liu, you are... so polite."
"That's right. Everyone has worked hard. I'll treat you to coffee."
Don't hit the smiling person. Liu Zhi naturally understands this truth. Anyway, it is not his decision to invest in this company. Since others have given it, he has to accept it.
"Okay, then we will accept Mr. Liu's kindness, and we will go back to resume our lives now."
Looking at the group of people disappearing from sight, Liu Xianwu said secretly: "It seems that I still need this kid Zhang Qingyun~ Damn, I have been working hard for decades, but in the end I am worse than a young boy~"
In Longhu Villa, Zhang Qingyun's parents looked at the large bedroom, the exquisite furniture and soft beds around it, and felt like they were living in a dream.
"My son has really changed a lot in the past six months. We thought the small villa we lived in together was great, but we didn't expect that my son would do this again. He is so capable," Fang Hui said with emotion while sitting on the bed.
Zhang Yuanzhi waved his hand and said: "Okay, hurry up and clean up. Just stop for a while. No matter how capable you are, he won't be your son!"
Fang Hui rolled her eyes at him. The couple had been together for many years, and she still didn't know what was wrong with her husband. It was not because of her pride.
Besides, when my son built a house in his hometown, he took care of all the big and small things in the house. He still couldn't adapt. He was really stubborn.
"Mom and Dad, you've packed up. Let's come down and eat."
Zhang Jiaxin, who had already tidied up her house, jumped to her parents' room next door and said, this is what Zhang Qingyun called her.
"Jiaxin, how about the bedroom your brother arranged for you? Do you like it?"
Zhang Jiaxin said happily: "Mom, I like it so much. You don't know, my bedroom is only a little smaller than yours, but it is definitely enough for me alone."
But it's not enough. She lives alone in a 100-square-meter suite. She can't be satisfied. There are also stuffed toys, mobile phones, computers, notebooks, etc. specially prepared for her by Zhang Qingyun. The key is that this room is It is decorated according to the style that girls like, full of girly style.
In the restaurant on the first floor, Zhang Qingyun's family and Chen Yafei sat around a small dining table. It was said to be a small dining table, but it was a table that could accommodate twelve people. With five people sitting together, it would not be crowded at all.
"Dad, Mom, little sister, Yafei, let's celebrate. You are all the most important people in my heart. Let's drink."
Seeing that he was surrounded by the most important people in his life, Zhang Qingyun felt a little excited, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he was a little choked when he spoke.
"Son, what's wrong with you,"
"Mom, it's okay, I'm just happy."
Chen Yafei noticed Zhang Qingyun's uneasiness and held his hand tightly under the dining table. Zhang Qingyun turned to look at her, nodded slightly, and said seriously: "Come, let's have a drink."
After finishing speaking, she poured a full cup of Wuliangye into her stomach, and Fang Hui complained: "Son, drink slowly. It's not easy for our family to get together, and we are not outsiders. Eat more vegetables, talk more, and drink less."
