Lu Zheng returned to Beijing on the same flight as CCTV camera crew.

On the plane, I didn't see Bai Su'e. She was often assigned to travel to Myanmar, and it should be just not on today's flight.

Lu Zheng read the sample of the film crew's news film. Although it was just a simple edit, Lu Zheng was still very satisfied after reading it. He also talked a lot about Myanmar and the Chinese in Southeast Asia on the plane.

When Director Fang asked Lu Zheng whether to return to China to report his work or take a vacation, Lu Zheng coughed and said, "Go back to get married."

Director Fang immediately said congratulations, but because of his status, it was hard to say that he would attend Lu Zheng's wedding.

Lu Zheng said thank you, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. This marriage really makes people feel happy.

As soon as he got home, he didn't even have time to take a breath, Lu Zheng was sent out by his mother to go to the Friendship Hotel to pick up the white veil bag and see his grandfather together.

Lu Zheng could only sigh in his heart. It seemed that his status in this family was getting lower and lower.

Although most areas of Beijing have been opened to foreign friends and tourists, the special historical status of the Friendship Hotel makes it still a place for foreign friends to gather. There are still dozens of elderly foreign experts living in the hotel, all of whom have noble ideals and internationalist spirits to go to the Red China. Their nationality has its own nationalities from the Soviet Union, the United States, Japan, Germany to Eastern European countries.

Among the lush green trees, this garden-style hotel in Friendship Hotel is still magnificent, with large green glazed tiles, large roofs, flying eaves and corners, carved beams and painted buildings, the majestic main building and its four matching buildings and the surrounding 50 silver-gray apartment buildings form a spectacular building complex.

Suyuan is the essence of the entire garden hotel. The eaves in the garden are uneven and surrounded by curved corridors. Every step is a scene, and the transformation is endless. The people from the Shandru family lived in a villa next to "Suyuan" with an antique appearance that resembles an attic.

After Lu Zheng knocked on the door, a strong man like a bodyguard opened the door and led him into the living room. In the living room full of classical charm, Lu Zheng met Mr. Shandru, the representative of the Sandru family.

This little Shandru is not Bai Shibao's father, Bi Xiaoshandru, but Bai Shibao's uncle, and is also a handsome and handsome man.

As my mother said, Mr. Sandru was not in good health, and with the unification of the two Gods, he also had to take charge of Bonn to handle some family affairs. Therefore, Bai Shabao's uncle Kuhn came to Beijing as the family representative. Bai Shabao's uncle is also the future leader of the Sandru family.

It seems that the uncle who was in the White Gauntie was different from the White Gauntie father. Without the superficial arrogance of his father Xiao Shandru, his eyes were shrewd.

"Mr. Sandru, are you used to living?" Lu Zheng also watched the future leader of the Sandru family while exchanging greetings.

A warm smile appeared on Kuhn's face: "China is very good, Chinese are very good, oh, you speak German fluently, just like a child who grew up in Bonn."

Lu Zheng smiled. Although it was a bit strange to be called a child, Kuhn must not know what kind of fiancé his niece chose, but the other party was always showing intimacy.

But in this intimate relationship, I felt a vague sense of indescribable meaning. In a trance, Kuhn's smile became strange, as if he was secretly happy? Do you think that Baishabao's marriage to China is a lucky thing for him? Or do you think that Baishabao's child is so scary that he is smart and confused for a lifetime. He chose such a fiancé and completely lost the threat to him? I wonder if this is an illusion

Shaking his head, Kuhn's smile became sincere again in front of Lu Zheng's eyes. Perhaps, it was really his own illusion just now.

But I think that although some of the benefits generated by the investment in Baishabao will be handed over to the family, Baishabao itself must have accumulated huge wealth. The Queen probably won’t be interested in the leadership of the Sandru family.

"Lu Zheng, are you a Chinese diplomat? Working in Myanmar?" Kuhn was really curious about Lu Zheng. He heard that he was a member of the Red Family who was deposed. The hot and poor place in Myanmar is probably equivalent to exile.

Lu Zheng nodded with a smile.

At this moment, the footsteps of the stairs sounded, and Iris, wearing a gorgeous white gauze dress, walked down.

Lu Zheng said to Kuhn: "Mr. Sandru, I've said goodbye."

Kuhn smiled and nodded. He met Lu Zheng's father and how to hold a wedding. The two sides had exchanged views. Overall, the wedding would be very low-key. He asked Iris for his opinion. Seeing that Iris did not object, he agreed with him. He had always supported Iris in the family and married China from afar to Iris and pursued "love".

Even when I went to visit the old man, Iris still brought a maid, and Lu Zheng also took her as a lie.

Lu Zheng had no cars in Beijing, but Iris said she had bought them. Lu Zheng felt at the time. Fortunately, there was only a fairly standard silver Mercedes-Benz in the parking lot. Lu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. No one could have thought of the white gauze bag. If she prepared a super long luxury car and drove to the Red Wall Courtyard, she would feel that it would be too bad.

However, Lu Zheng automatically became conscious and sighed when he thought about it. He remembered that he could still tease her when he came to China a few years ago, but now he is increasingly majestic. He is like a medieval queen and is inviolable. Even if he is in front of her, he seems to be shorter without realizing it.

It is hard to believe that I will become a "wife-controlled" in the future?

When he came to the reception room of the old man's courtyard where the old man lived, Lu Zheng noticed that the old man saw Aris' gorgeous clothes and dreamy long platinum hair, his always serious face turned into a look of surprise. He couldn't help but feel funny, even if he couldn't stand it anymore, this was also the granddaughter-in-law you chose.

Iris was particularly polite, pulling the gorgeous skirt and bowing slightly, performing ancient court etiquette, which made her look solemn and undesecrated. "Hello Grandpa, Iris greets you." Obviously, Iris varies from person to person, and did not report her long and complicated name, but instead greeted her with words that were more in line with Chinese habits.

In the eyes of the old man, the blond and blue-eyed doll became cute. From the smile on the corner of the old man's eyes, it can be seen that at this moment, the old man felt that it was also fun to marry a foreign wife by his grandson.

Of course, the road has been done. With grandpa's wisdom, he will naturally forget his previous resistance and start looking for the advantages of his foreign grandson's wife.

The one who accompanied her grandfather was her younger sister Lu Hongying. She also looked at Iris novelly, her face full of incredible surprise. A month ago, the rest of the Lu family realized that she was going to marry a West German girl.

Iris did not forget the same etiquette and greeted his sister-in-law. Lu Hongying immediately smiled and said, "You are good, you are good, you are too beautiful, too delicate. Dad, do you think you are really like a doll? How can there be such a beautiful child in this world?"

The old man frowned and said, "Hongying, you go out first, Zhengzi and Ires talk to you." After Lu Hongying smiled and led the Ires maid out, the old man shook his head again, obviously thinking that his little daughter was rude and could not talk about her appearance in front of others. No matter whether she was beautiful or ugly, after all, Ires was not a child, although she looked a little younger.

But Aris smiled sweetly and said, "Grandpa, it's okay. My sister-in-law treats me as a child. I'm very happy. She praises me for being beautiful, and I'm very happy."

Lu Zheng almost sprayed out a mouthful of tea. Now he finally knew how the white veil bag had captured my father and mother. Looking at my grandfather again, a kind smile appeared on his face.

However, my grandfather was a little surprised. He could not have imagined that this young grandson-in-law was so keen that he could know what he was thinking.

The old man drank tea and said, "I think this is how the wedding arrangements are. We must be low-key when we have a wedding in Beijing. However, I also called your grandfather and felt sorry for you. So, you and Zhengzi went to Myanmar and could hold a church wedding again. Grandpa is an open person. He also knows that for you Western girls, if you don't wear a wedding dress once in your life, it will be incomplete."

Iris shook his head gently and said, "It's okay, I don't care about these things. My godmother has already given me and Lu Zheng blessings."

The old man sighed and said, "I didn't expect that your child is so sensible at such a young age. As long as the couple is united, these are not important. So, Zhengzi." Seeing that Lu Zheng was slightly ecstatic and didn't know what he was thinking, the old man's tone became stern, "Lis said what Iris said, and treat him well in the future."

Lu Zheng nodded helplessly.

Then, the old man started chatting with Iris again. Iris talked about some interesting things in West Germany, which made the old man smile frequently.

Lu Zheng could only drink his own tea from the side.

Intuition tells myself that if I really have conflicts with Baiyaobao in the future, I am afraid that all the young and old in the family will criticize me for being wrong.

Later, Aris clapped his hands gently, and Lu Zheng said, "There are no bells?" In the southern Yunnan manor, Aris still followed the tradition of the old nobles when summoning the maids, and roamed the bells. When he was in the embassy, ​​Mrs. Amaria also put bells on her living room, restaurant and other places, which was very troublesome.

"Don't be sarcastic" Lu Zheng summoned his grandfather again, and Lu Zheng had no choice but to shut up.

Iris' maid walked in with Iris' exquisite handbag. Iris took out a card from the handbag, put his hands on the coffee table in front of him, and gently pushed it to the old man, saying, "Grandpa, I know you have a bad heart. I got your medical record from my father-in-law. Just now, I bought a hospital in Bonn. Now its cardiac department is the strongest in the world. There have been successful cases of difficult heart transplant surgery for the elderly. I have consulted several experts and doctors. They said that it is not enough to just look at the medical record. It is best to have a comprehensive physical examination on you. I have made an appointment for you. No matter when you have time, just call this phone, you can arrange a consultation for you immediately. It is also possible to come to China. If you have surgery, you need to go abroad."

Lu Zheng's face suddenly changed when he heard Iris' words. The grievance just now had long disappeared. Iris was not just pretending to be likeable. She really put her heart into it. No matter whether her grandfather is convenient for going abroad for surgery, Iris' friendship is extremely precious.

How could it be like this at a young age...

Lu Zheng sighed deeply in his heart.

The old man was stunned for a while, nodded silently and said, "Okay, okay, grandpa knows, I know."

At this moment, the pager of the maid's pager rang. Iris asked the old man politely: "Grandpa, can I reply to the phone?" Obviously, it was her pager, but it was worn on the maid.

The old man smiled and said, "Go, the phone is outside." He raised his voice: "Hongying, take Iris to call."

When Aris went out, Lu Zheng said with a funny look: "You're so welcome. You're just Chinese. You've only been equipped with pagers in just a few days."

The old man looked at Lu Zheng with a smile, obviously, he could tell that Lu Zheng was right and wrong.

"There are very few girls like this now. I heard that she is still a business genius. She has made hundreds of millions of dollars in business by herself?" The old man sighed and looked at Lu Zheng with some disbelief.

Lu Zheng nodded slightly and said, "I heard that's right." He thought to himself, but he didn't know whether to add one or two zeros after these hundreds of millions. It's just these, there is no need to tell grandpa, don't be treated as a monster by grandpa.

The old man picked up the tea cup and drank tea.

Lu Zheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "I heard that my uncle is not in a good situation now?"

Grandpa's face was as usual, and he continued to drink tea and said, "You don't have to worry about these."

Lu Zheng nodded, but it seems that the rumors about his eldest uncle are true. It is said that in Lingnan, some comrades in the party did not recognize his eldest uncle, and some Yumen in the Beijing sect also complained about him. Obviously, after all, after all, the people of the eldest uncle were still far behind when they became monks.

After Iris came back, he sat in his original position quietly and ladylike, as if he was listening to his grandfather's teachings.

Lu Zheng asked, "Is it okay? Is it Mr. Andrew CALL?" In Beijing, except for Iris' relatives, no one else would have her pager number.

"No, it's Carl, you've seen it."

It took Carl Lu Zheng a while to remember that Iris's brother had fought with him. It was because of fighting with him that Iris had hit Iris and indirectly saved Iris' life.

"He is here too?" Lu Zheng couldn't help but scratch his head. The fight was not a joke, but a bloody look, but in a blink of an eye, he became his elder brother-in-law.

Iris said: "Well, he is here in China, and my uncle's son Paul. They are drinking in the bar and want to invite you to drink."
Chapter completed!