Hearing such news, Wang Ai had mixed feelings. It is legendary for a top student at Renmin University and a doctorate in history from the London School of Economics to work as a front-line operator in a toilet paper production base. But even in such a position
, even if she is anonymous, she can still shine.
Wang Bin put his hands in his pockets and asked abruptly: "It's been two and a half years, right?"
Ai Xiaoqing glanced at her husband, then at her son, and slapped her son on the head casually: "You can't leave it like this all the time. Your heart will get cold if you leave her out for a long time. If someone thinks you don't want her at all,
She may have to find someone. With her character, I’m afraid she won’t be able to come back by then.”
"She dares?" Wang Ai retorted subconsciously.
"Hey!" Ai Xiaoqing looked at her son: "Why? Do I have to follow you?"
Watching her son walk away angrily, Ai Xiaoqing smiled, and then sighed: "You said our son also has good taste, how did you choose him? He is as stubborn as you. He has been worried about it for two and a half years and just ignored him.
, just waiting like this for two and a half years without running or leaving."
Wang Bin chuckled: "By the way, where is Xiao Xu's house?"
Ai Xiaoqing shook her head: "Don't mention it. Lao Xu went back to her ex-father-in-law's house for the first time in the past twenty years and had a fierce fight with her ignorant uncle. They also thought of many ways and couldn't do anything.
Don't do so much comforting work, otherwise that girl's character won't be able to figure it out so quickly."
"That's good." Wang Bin raised his head: "It's not easy for this girl, she's almost."
"Who has it easy?" Ai Xiaoqing sighed: "Xiao Huang, Xiao Xiao, Xiao Lei? And that little Greek girl?"
Wang Bin nodded in agreement: "Maybe... it's not all smooth sailing. Our son has never forced anyone, so since he has chosen, he must hug each other and keep each other warm in this world, even if there are more people... This is already the case, you
Don't blame them, they are getting along pretty well."
"You can't help your mother when you grow up." Ai Xiaoqing sighed dejectedly: "You were very good when you were a child. Why didn't I notice that you were a romantic person?"
"Our son is romantic?" Wang Bin looked at his wife strangely: "The real romantic ones are not these few. Didn't you see that when he attended the event, the little girls were all gorgeous and trying their best to post up. The one a few years ago...
... Just that, the one who plays the fairy, didn’t her mother test it out? She said that our son and Lang Lang are two love partners worthy of consideration? "
"..." Ai Xiaoqing laughed: "Lang Lang's father is really straightforward."
Wang Bin also smiled and shook his head: "As an artist, you can have a bit of personality. But in the final analysis, it's her mother's fault. If you are really serious about it, you will have the opportunity to contact her in private. If it doesn't work, everyone will save face.
This public statement is almost tantamount to forcing a marriage, you are nothing special, and others don’t rely on you for their livelihood, so why should they spoil you?"
Ai Xiaoqing also shook his head: "People like our son and Lang Lang have been practicing hard for many years. They are proud in their hearts even if they don't say it, especially after they reach a certain level. Just with one face, they want to share with others for many years
Who would call him stupid for something he has won through hard work? By the way, what happened to our son? He had just gone to Chelsea at that time, right?"
"Our son shook his head and said he didn't know. Anyway, he was smiling and couldn't make up his mind." Wang Bin smiled: "I guess I should be too lazy to pay attention to him. Anyway, his fans are very active in the game. On the contrary, Lang Lang's fans have status.
He has an identity, but he values his identity too much and has little fighting power."
"Then if our son marries Qinglian, will there be backlash?"
"I don't think so." When he said this, Wang Bin seemed to have remembered something and said with a smile: "Those fans are all adults, and they are also sincere. As long as our son approves, they won't say anything. They are mainly disgusted.
It’s all kinds of frivolous things.”
"Then I'm relieved." After saying that, Ai Xiaoqing walked towards the backyard and said, "I'll go take a look."
"What are you looking at?" Wang Bin grabbed his wife and said, "Let them handle the children's affairs by themselves, and you should stop meddling in it."
Ai Xiaoqing thought for a while: "Okay."
In the backyard gym, Wang Ai hesitated with his cell phone, but finally made up his mind and sent a text message: "How are you spending the Chinese New Year? Are you missing something? Do you want anything?"
The recipient of the message hesitated and chose Tang Mudan’s mobile phone. After a while, Tang Mudan’s text message came back: “The Chinese New Year is very lively. For those of us who stay in the dormitory, the base holds New Year’s Eve dinners and parties for us, and we are still considered to be on duty.
It’s twice the salary.”
Before Wang Ai could think of how to reply, the second text message came over: "She didn't seem to want anything, but once we were chatting and talked about the Scotch eggs and waffles we had when we were in school in London, and she seemed to want to
Eat, but she wouldn’t tell me if I asked her.”
"Is there any more?" Wang Ai added.
"No, she never talks about the past. Occasionally, if I talk a little bit and it becomes interesting, she will insert a word or two, and then stop talking. That's the only impression I have."
"Is there something wrong?"
"It wasn't there at first, then it was, and now it's gone again."
"?"
"After we were transferred to the union, someone inquired about it. Then she asked me to reveal that she had been kept as a child and could not have children, and then..."
Wang Ai read this text message and rubbed his face: "It's so cruel."
"It's clean."
"Do you think she has figured it out? Is she ready?"
"I don't know, she never said it. You know, if she didn't say it, I can't guess what she was thinking."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work and let me know if anything happens, anytime, anything."
"yes."
Putting down the phone, Wang Ai thought about scotch eggs and waffles, looked at the time in London, it was just after noon, and thought about Peter Kenyon and the Chinese Embassy in London before deciding to give the ambassador
The moment before I called the hotel, I suddenly remembered that my own company, Apennine Light, was already doing very well in London last year, so why bother others.
"Dingxiang, please ask the person in charge of our London branch to purchase a box of Scotch eggs and waffles in person. Yes, I want to eat them. After buying them, I took the nearest flight and sent them to Beijing. You can reimburse me for the cost.
Me, I don’t shop online, it’s too slow...well, how long will it take to get here?”
"Wait a minute, let me take a look."
After a while, Liu Dingxiang replied: "It just so happens that an employee of our London branch is going home for the New Year. The plane will take off in an hour and will arrive in Beijing in about 12 hours."
"Okay, give me a call before you get on the plane and tell me your flight number."
"OK."
Putting down the phone, Wang Ai opened the phone book and found the number of the person in charge of Beyond Supermarket Logistics Company. After calling, an air route from Beijing to Harbin and a land route from Harbin to Daqing were established.
This chapter has been completed!