"Okay, okay!" Seeing Wang Zijia say this, the second uncle Xiang Zhe's face was full of excitement. He looked at Wang Zijia and said: "Little Eleven's eyes are indeed poisonous. No wonder he kept running up and down the clan some time ago. It seems that I am short-sighted."
"It's my fault that Feifei applied for a loan before. Don't take it to heart. If you really want to complain, just blame me, a bad old man."
Xiang Feifei's grandfather, Manager Xiang of Wanyu Fu Zhai, ranked eleventh in the Xiang family.
"Second uncle, please stop talking. In the past six months, the Xiang family has treated me well. I will definitely not make any decision that forgets my roots." Wang Zijia saluted again.
How Xiang Jia treated him before, how Xiang Feifei treated him, he himself was clear. With an equal balance of money, he didn't expect which company he would rely on in the future, so he never changed his original mind about the Xiang family.
Although it's not as if he's subsidizing Xiang's family heart-to-heart, Wang Zijia still doesn't reject some normal courtesy and relationship management.
Moreover, as a lonely man, he also needs some tribesmen to protect some interests for him. This is a win-win situation.
The reason why the second uncle had such an attitude was entirely because in this win-win situation, the Xiang family did not have any control. Wang Zijia could find any family, and they had absolutely no capital to retain him.
"It doesn't have to be like this. You have become a Taoist now and have a bright future. All you need to do is remember me as Xiang Jia. As for Feifei...if you are willing, you can just take me as my follower." Xiang Zhe tilted his head as he spoke. Looking at Xiang Feifei on the side, she said.
When Xiang Feifei heard this, she didn't make any rebuttal, she just lowered her head and remained silent, just like when they first met.
Wang Zijia knew that no matter how much he talked about this kind of thing, it would be better to leave slowly. The more polite he was, the harder it would be for the whole family to feel at ease.
After all, the Xiangjia circle is really not very high. A Taoist is really a high-ranking person, or a very high-ranking person.
"Feifei, please introduce me." Wang Zijia looked at Xiang Feifei and changed the subject.
Hearing this, Xiang Feifei nodded with a reddish face and began to introduce Wang Zijia.
There are a large family in the Xiang family, more than a hundred boys, high and low, including hundreds in the sect. Almost all of them came to Biyiyuan today. A courtyard in Noda is densely packed with people. There are still many piles at the entrance of the courtyard.
Xiang Feifei introduced a circle of father-in-laws to Wang Zijia, but did not introduce the rest, mainly because there were too many people and they couldn't move away.
After the boss made a fuss for a while, everyone left one after another.
Before leaving, most of them talked about what kind of celebration they would hold for Wang Zijia, which gave Wang Zijia a headache.
In the end, he couldn't resist it, so it became up to the Xiang family to decide whether he wanted to go or not.
In fact, this is bullshit. Since you agreed, you have to go for it, otherwise it will easily give people the impression of being too arrogant. If this is really the case, it is better not to agree.
Of course, Wang Zijia is not too disgusted by this. As I said before, if Xiang Jia's attitude towards him was wrong before, then let's talk about it separately.
Nowadays, as long as it's not too much trouble, Wang Zijia doesn't dislike these little things, like supporting the Xiang family and gaining face among several familiar families around him.
Of course, he won't tolerate people who mess around with his reputation. In fact, given the current situation of the Xiang family, if someone really did this, they would be even more nervous than Wang Zijia.
He had already figured out how to deal with the world in his previous life.
And based on his current situation, a small family like the Xiang family would be better off.
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"Huh..." In the evening, after Wang Zijia sent the last uncle away, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
This was the first time in his life that Wang Zijia encountered such a large number of aunts and uncles. They were all so enthusiastic, which put Wang Zijia under a lot of pressure.
"I didn't know they were coming, so I couldn't discuss it with you in advance." Hearing Wang Zijia exhale, he explained to Feifei.
"It's okay, it's my fault. I should have told you in advance." Wang Zijia showed a doting smile and looked at Xiang Feifei.
In his previous life, when he was in his prime, he had also imagined that his other half would be like this: mountains without mausoleums, heaven and earth harmonious, so he dared to be with you, so vigorous, so indomitable. The most unlucky thing is whether you are poor or rich. If you decide that you are the king, then you will not marry unless you are the king.
The results are all: Do you have a car?
Do you have a room?
Then have some savings!
We have seen a lot of materialistic girls, like Xiang Feifei, maybe because of bad luck, we haven’t met them, or they may be extinct. Anyway, we have never met even one who is willing to work together to build a common future with him.
Because of that baptism, his expectations for his partner were actually very low.
Don't seek to be dramatic, just seek to help each other, and that's the truth. It would be better if I could accompany him through hardship and fatigue, but it would be okay if I couldn't.
With such expectations, he suddenly met someone like Xiang Feifei, who had a whole family of people helping him. Whether it was because of his potential or for other reasons, at least when he fell in love with him at the time, no matter how potential he had, It is indeed poor and useless, there is no doubt about this.
Rather than asking for money outright, what people see in him is something like a potential stock, and they really take the trouble to support and invest in it, which he can completely accept.
In addition, after being together for half a year now, he has gradually become accustomed to and accepted it.
Having a wife like this is enough. With his equal balance, he doesn't need to find a wealthy fairy family, a beautiful girl from heaven, or anything like that.
Sticking out her tongue to Feifei, she said: "I was shocked today. In the middle of the afternoon, my ID card exploded, and the news kept coming. My mentor brother also suddenly changed his temper. In the afternoon, I almost played the opposite role, asking for help all the time."
"Tao Zong sounds nice, but in fact it's just that. If after being promoted to Jijiu, you can still maintain this salary and become a Taoist, then you will be proud of it!" Wang Zijia led Xiang Feifei into the yard and looked at the table The dish said: "Stop talking about this, eat, eat."
"Um!"
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It's night, in a dark basement.
Among the interlaced blood-red formations, an altar made of white bones stood in it.
Wang Zijia closed his eyes tightly at this moment, and the five ghosts turned into ghosts and surrounded him. The dark wind kept blowing, and the blood-red runes flashed, making the basement feel like a ghost.
Suddenly, Wang Zijia's eyes suddenly opened and he exclaimed: "Go!"
The five ghosts turned into shadows and disappeared suddenly.
The next moment, in the center of the basement, on the altar, the spiritual objects that were originally placed were suddenly surrounded by invisible smoke.
At this time, the book that had been mostly refined by Wang Zijia also shook slightly. The spiritual object finally turned into a page, was swallowed by the ghost mist, and disappeared on the altar.
(End of chapter)
