Grandpa Fang Cheng walked out of the house and looked at Fang Cheng with a smile: "Xiaocheng, how about going to school?"

"Great grandpa."

"Yeah." Grandpa Fang Cheng waved his hand, and he looked at Fang Yuanhua: "Yuan Hua, have you received a scholarship this semester?"

Fang Yuanhua, who was sitting by the side playing with his cell phone, finally came to him when he heard the topic, stood up with a reserved and proud look: "Yes, I received an 8,000 yuan scholarship this semester, which is not a lot."

Fang Cheng's mother Chen Rong, who was standing beside her, cursing her lips, intending to make sarcasm but didn't say anything.

After all, it’s the New Year, after all, you have to take care of the old man’s feelings.

The old man is most proud of his grandson Fang Yuanhua.

Grandpa Fang Cheng nodded, looked at Fang Cheng loudly, and Hua Haihui and the other two: "Did you hear that? You should learn from your elder brother and study hard."

Fang Wendao saw that the old man was having the New Year, and seemed to be about to start the education conference, so he hurriedly shouted: "Dad, what are we going to eat tonight."

Turn the old man's attention away.

After Grandpa Fang Cheng took Fang Wendao to the kitchen, Hua Haihui curled her lips, and an unhappy look appeared on her face: "It's learning again, learning is really annoying."

Fang Cheng glanced at her and said slowly: "There is a way out only when you study."

"What about you? Cousin, do you think learning is really useful? My dad's new interns are all college students. But, I haven't seen any success. Not to mention buying a house or a car, I can't afford it."

Fang Cheng took a deep breath.

He thought of himself, learning is no longer his way, martial arts is the main theme.

Especially in the two-day competition, he ranked first and got 30,000 yuan in cash.

Yes, there are not many professional first-level competitions, and the championship prizes are 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. If you participate in the professional-level warrior competition and become a martial arts master, will you still care about one car and one house?

Just say that now, when he returned to school, he would drive his master's top sports car at will.

If you have a higher vision and a higher spirit, you will take many things lightly.

My cousin Hua Haihui looked at Fang Cheng without saying anything, pouted her mouth and whispered to Fang Cheng's ear: "My sister has been graduating from university for half a year and has not found a job yet. She said she wanted to work as a civil servant in the tax bureau, but she would be wiped out because her resume was not good."

Fang Cheng was stunned and asked, "Tax Bureau?"

"Yes, it's Lin Jiang's." Hua Haihui yawned.

She was a little tired and her body was still developing. She worked hard all day and came over to have the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, and she seemed a little unhappy.

Linjiang City Taxation Bureau?

Fang Cheng couldn't help but think of Chen Jianye. As his identity, arranging a civil servant's salary should not be a problem. The smaller the place, the more people's relationships are.

However, I told my uncle and cousin in person that I had a solution, so my parents asked me what to do?

Fang Cheng secretly considered and decided to ask Chen Jianye first after the New Year, and if possible, he would contact his cousin to get things done so that his uncle Hua Liang would not know.

Hua Haihui took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and said, "Cousin, have you talked about girlfriends in college?"

She didn't want to worry about these troubles anymore, and instead asked Fang Cheng curiously.

"Well, I'm still a single dog."

Fang Cheng smiled openly and was not embarrassed at all. He was busy practicing martial arts every day, so he didn't have time to fall in love.

The career has not been completed, the martial arts have not been established, and falling in love is too far away.

"Wow? Then you are so lonely."

Hua Haihui looked at her cousin Fang Cheng pitifully. In her small head, she felt that single dogs were very sad.

Fang Cheng smiled, shook his head and said, "What's so pitiful about this?"

"I have my own goals and have a lot of things to do. I have hands and feet, can study and have talent, and are still worried about not being able to find a girlfriend? I don't need to worry about it. Feelings are just a small part of life."

Fang Cheng smiled secretly in his heart, talent is martial arts talent.

If you have attributes and superpowers, you may be able to reach the professional level before graduating from college. Beauty, money, and career are at your fingertips, and you still care about the little things like love?

Hua Haihui listened with relish and felt that what her cousin said seemed to make sense.

"What's the matter? Playing games?"

A voice penetrated in, and Fang Yuanhua walked to the two of them and smiled, as if they were smiling and mocking.

Hua Haihui looked up at Fang Yuanhua. She didn't like this cousin.

Hypocrisy and ugly words are what Fang Yuanhua gave her.

"Well, I'm going to upgrade and fight monsters like this." Fang Cheng laughed.

Their attributes and abilities are similar to those of online games that kill monsters and get experience values ​​and upgrade them.

In just less than a month, he experienced many things. Fang Cheng also regarded him as a child and did not make too much trouble.

However, Fang Yuanhua is more than one year older than him.

Hua Haihui was so angry that she retorted: "What's wrong with playing games? What does it have to do with you."

Seeing that her cousin was a little angry, Fang Yuanhua laughed dryly.

Soon, more than a dozen dishes were prepared.

Twelve of them were squeezed on a rectangular table. Fang Cheng sat on the left and his cousin Hua Haihui on the right. Following Fang Cheng's grandfather's policy, everyone started to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

At the dinner table, the adults were talking loudly, and Fang Cheng also whispered to Hua Haihui about interesting stories in the school.

Hua Haiyan was a little absent-minded.

The second uncle Fang Wenxue was very careful in observing. He picked up a bite of rice and chewed it in his mouth. He looked at Fang Haiyan diagonally opposite the dining table and said, "Haiyan, you are in a bad mood. Is there anything wrong?"

Hua Haiyan's face turned red.

She was preparing to ask Fang Wenxue to talk about the interview at the Taxation Bureau after dinner. Unexpectedly, Fang Wenxue realized that she was in a bad mood and asked her.

After hesitating for a few words, her face turned red and she had no nerve to say it.

Everyone's eyes were also attracted by the dining table.

Aunt Fang Cheng, who was sitting next to Hua Haiyan, put the chopsticks on the table and said slowly: "Second brother, Haiyan is waiting for the tax bureau to interview, but due to her resume, she may be wiped out."

Fang Cheng's aunt Fang Wenmin pursed her lips and continued, "Second brother, can you think of a solution for the person you know?"

Now, the dining table became quiet.

It is difficult for a civil servant from the Taxation Bureau to take the exam, and you still need to have an interview after passing the exam. Hua Haiyan passed the exam score, but the interview may be beaten, which is very embarrassing.

After clattering twice, Fang Wenxue felt a little embarrassed: "I don't know many people."

He can help, but the human resources are too much to be worth it.

Uncle Hua Liang took a sip of the wine glass and said slowly: "We have tried all the ways we can think of, it doesn't work. Second uncle Haiyan, try to help if you can."

Although Hua Liang is the company's executive director, he is powerless in this regard in civil servant interviews.

Fang Yuanhua, who was beside him, drank some wine, looked at his father's embarrassing look, and alcohol was on his mind, and couldn't help saying, "Uncle, you're wrong. My father must be helping, but this kind of thing depends on himself."

Everyone's eyes turned on the dining table, and Fang Yuanhua started to talk even more.

"I usually interact with teachers and seniors at Imperial Capital University. Graduation work is not a problem. Even if I go to find a job by myself, I am confident that I can find a suitable and satisfactory job. Why do I rely on my parents to find a job? I think it's not good to bother my parents when looking for a job."

The dining table calmed down.

The atmosphere was strange and quiet, and firecrackers were heard outside.

Hua Haiyan's cheeks were blood red, and Fang Yuanhua said something and wanted to get into the ground, feeling embarrassed and wronged.

Hua Liang's face darkened. A boy, a half-year-old, criticized his eldest daughter like this. If it weren't for the New Year's Eve dinner, he would have slapped the table and started scolding him.

Fang Cheng's family of three looked at each other, and the other party was speechless in his eloquence.

During the Chinese New Year, why do you talk about this? And the adults are all on the dining table. It’s your turn to scold them, the junior? How can your cousin keep eating?

Fang Wenxue glanced at his son, and was a little embarrassed. He hurriedly smiled and smoothed out: "Hi, kid, just talk, don't take it to heart. If you can help, I will definitely help."

After saying that, Fang Wenxue picked up the cell phone placed on the dining table, pointed it out a few times, made a call, put the cell phone in his ear, and said:

"I'll try it out if I call."

His son said this, and if he didn't help, he would still be able to eat this New Year's Eve dinner.

What will your sister and brother-in-law think of you?

When Fang Yuanhua saw his father picking up the phone, he raised his arm and wanted to stop him, but his mother pulled him down. Aunt Fang Cheng's second face was not good-looking, but she didn't expect that his son was so ignorant.

If you get into the Didu University, get some scholarship, and you will go to heaven?

Everyone knows that you are very good, so there is no need to hit your cousin, it’s still in front of so many people.

When my aunt Fang Wenmin saw Fang Wenxue picking up the phone, she took a deep breath, pressed down her anger, and held her eldest daughter's hand, as if comforting.

In silence, the phone was connected.

"Hey? Brother Dong, hey, I wish you a New Year."

Fang Wenxue exchanged a few words with the person on the other side of the phone before getting to the topic: "Brother Dong, please let me know, I have a junior named Fang Haiyan who wants to join the tax bureau and have passed the exam results, but when the interview was interviewed, it was because the resume was not up to standard and I had to continue to use it. You see..."

A sound came from the other side of the phone, and everyone was listening at the quiet dining table.
To be continued...