An invitation from the Song family (2)

Yuyuantan Community.

Cao Chunyuan's Chrysler and Song Minguo's black car parked in front of Building 8 in Yuyuantan. Cao Chunyuan told Li Zhigang and prepared to get out of the car and join Song Minguo.

When she got off the car, Cao Chunyuan saw Ji Huasen standing at the door with sharp eyes. She was about to take the initiative to say hello to Ji Huasen, but Ji Huasen beat her to it.

Ji Huasen smiled and waved to Cao Chunyuan and said, "Xiao Cao, what are you still doing standing here? Come into the house quickly. Your Uncle Song and Aunt Qiu are waiting for you in the house!"

A big question mark instantly appeared on Cao Chunyuan's little head. Shouldn't we talk about work?

Why is it Uncle Song and Aunt Qiu again?

Why do I suddenly feel like I'm going to my boyfriend's house to meet his parents?

Although there were many doubts in her heart, Cao Chunyuan still showed her face and said with a smile: "Come on, come on!"

As soon as they walked to the door, Ji Huasen patted Cao Chunyuan's shoulder enthusiastically. He was much more enthusiastic than when they first met!

"Haha, Xiao Cao, you are finally here. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, your Uncle Song wanted to invite you to come, but I didn't expect you to have already gone home."

"Haha, it's my fault. I wanted to come visit Uncle Song during the Mid-Autumn Festival. But Uncle Song's work is quite special, so I didn't come over because I was afraid of causing inconvenience."

Ji Huasen straightened his face and said with some displeasure: "Xiao Cao, you see you are out of touch, aren't you? Your Uncle Song regards you as a junior, and besides, there is also your relationship with the Republic of China. It's a festival.

, what’s wrong with moving around a little?”

Cao Chunyuan quickly nodded in agreement, but Song Minguo on the side was a little unhappy to see that she was being left out like an outsider.

"Look at how sensible I am, Xiao Cao. You should learn more from me."

Song Minguo was already in a low mood, and Ji Huasen gave him another critical blow, which made him even more depressed. But he did not dare to talk back, so he could only murmur in a low voice: "Yes, yes, yes, Xiao Cao is the best, he can do everything."

Better than me, better than me. I am just a piece of shit, no one can compare with me!"

Ji Huasen didn't know whether he heard Song Minguo's complaints, so he ignored him and led Cao Chunyuan into the house.

"Come in quickly, don't stand at the door!"

"OK."

Under Ji Huasen's warm greeting, Cao Chunyuan and Song Minguo walked into the house one after another. Ji Huasen did not stop on the first floor, but took them straight to the second floor.

Cao Chunyuan lightly bumped Song Minguo's arm with her elbow and winked at Song Minguo. She probably meant: What is the situation? Why is it different from what you said?

Song Minguo shook his head innocently and said secretly that I am just a messenger, and I don’t know what exactly I want to tell you. Anyway, we will meet soon, and you won’t miss it for a minute or two.

As soon as she arrived on the second floor, Cao Chunyuan saw an adult woman dressed very intellectually, standing by the handrail of the stairs, staring at her with a smile.

Seeing this smile, Cao Chunyuan instantly recalled the scene when she fell asleep in English class and was called on by the teacher.

Song Minguo on the side thought Cao Chunyuan was nervous, so he quietly approached Cao Chunyuan and whispered: "This is my mother!"

I know it's your mother, but your mother looks so much like our middle school English teacher. I saw her sleepy!

The key is that she is still smiling at me. I am really afraid that the next thing she will say to me is: "Listening to the tapes!"

Fortunately, Qiu Miao did not ask Cao Chunyuan to take an English listening test, but entertained Cao Chunyuan very warmly.

"Chunyuan is here. What fruit do you like to eat? Auntie will wash some for you."

Before Cao Chunyuan could break free from her demonic identity as an English teacher, Qiu Miao showed her other 'terrible' side.

Enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that Cao Chunyuan felt as if Qiu Miao was going to visit her home!

Cao Chunyuan smiled awkwardly and whispered: "Ah, hello, aunt!"

"Haha, you're welcome. The little girl is so pretty. Please come and sit at home more often when you have time!"

Cao Chunyuan smiled awkwardly but politely, "Thank you, Auntie!"

Fortunately, Song Minguo stood up at the critical moment. He walked to Qiu Miao, took Qiu Miao's right hand, and whispered: "Mom, my dad is still waiting to see her in the room. Do you want to be polite and wait for her to finish me?"

Dad, tell me again!"

Qiu Miao threw Song Minguo's hand away and said angrily: "You still know that your father is waiting for you. He is already in his 20s and his work is not reliable at all. How can you let the leader take on important tasks when you work in the future?

here you are?"

After reprimanding Song Minguo, Qiu Miao immediately put on an amiable smile and said to Cao Chunyuan with a smile: "You go sit in the room first, and I will wash some fruits for you."

Seeing Qiu Miao's natural expression management, Cao Chunyuan's mouth twitched slightly, secretly thinking that she is still too old, I still have a lot to learn!

Look at people, they are happy and angry, 360° without blind spots, switching naturally, just this one move is enough for me to learn!

"Haha, Auntie, you are too polite."

"You're welcome, come in and sit down!"

"OK!"

After Qiu Miao spoke, Ji Huasen took Cao Chunyuan to Song Yulong's room.

‘dang dang dang’

"Ting Song, the Republic of China has brought Miss Cao here."

As soon as Ji Huasen finished speaking, a deep voice came from the room.

"come in!"

Hearing this majestic voice, Cao Chunyuan's breathing accelerated significantly, her palms were sweating slightly because of her nervousness, and her eyes were fixed on the purple carved wooden door in front of her, wanting to see who Song Yulong was.

However, the result was somewhat beyond her expectation.

Song Yulong is not the kind of boss who looks particularly majestic at first glance, or who exudes the aura of being off limits to strangers.

His appearance is 2 or 3 points similar to Song Minguo's, except that his face is rounder and the stubble around his lips and chin has sprouted.

Cao Chunyuan could not equate this amiable uncle with the top leader of Yanjing City.

"Haha, Xiao Cao is here, sit down quickly!

Republic of China, why don’t you go get some water for your classmates?”

Song Minguo curled his lips and cursed in his mind to throw away the person after use. I invited the person here for you. There is no credit but hard work. You chase me away as soon as the person enters the house. Isn't this too unethical?

However, he only dared to think about this idea in his heart, but he never dared to speak it out.

"Haha, you guys sit down and I'll make you some tea!"

Seeing Song Minguo leaving in embarrassment, Cao Chunyuan suppressed her smile, I already knew you were destined to run errands, am I right?

"Sit down, you're welcome, just treat yourself as if you were at home."

Seeing Cao Chunyuan standing blankly at the door, Ji Huasen pointed to the long sofa opposite Song Yulong and walked over first.

"haha okay!"

Cao Chunyuan was not polite, followed Ji Huasen and walked over, and sat down next to Ji Huasen.

"Xiao Cao, has your registered permanent residence been transferred to Yanjing?"

Um?

Shouldn't we be talking about business matters? Why did it suddenly involve my household registration?

Does my household registration have a lot to do with the content of our conversation today?

"Uncle Song, my registered residence is from my hometown, and I didn't transfer my registered residence to Yanjing."

Song Yulong smiled slightly and asked: "I heard from the Republic of China that your business in Yanjing is doing very well and you have been living in Yanjing recently. Why didn't you move your household registration here with you? Did you encounter any difficulties?

"

Cao Chunyuan quickly waved her hand and said, "No, I haven't thought about transferring my household registration for the time being."

Song Yulong frowned slightly and asked with some confusion: "You have your own industry in Yanjing and its development momentum is very good. Why don't you also transfer your household registration here? This will be more convenient for your future development."
Chapter completed!