The Tong family has no relatives, only friends. Every weekend, Chen Zeping would come to help him take care of Lao Tong. In his words, "You don't have weekends, no day and night, and no relatives help you, and you don't have any time for yourself. Who can help you so kindly except me? To be honest, I sympathize with you very much."

...

If it weren't for the last sentence, Tong Tong might be very moved, but for this sentence, he wanted to beat Chen Zeping up. But then he thought, maybe Chen's original intention was to not move him? Maybe he just wanted to avoid those stingy and polite words?

Chen Zeping was still devoted to studying Zhou Yi. He said that from the perspective of appearance, Lao Tong is a lucky person, and he is a "lucky man". Lao Tong was amused by him, but suddenly asked: "Do you still learn to observe the appearance?"

"Study!" Chen Zeping said shamelessly: "I learn everything!"

No matter whether he is talking nonsense or not, Lao Tong likes to chat with him very much. Sometimes when Chen Zeping can't come, Gao Xiaobao will come to help. No wonder Lao Tong said that although he has no brothers and sisters, Tong Tong is still reliable.

Tong Tong had a little free time when he had a friend taking care of his father. At that time, he would walk out of the hospital, walk 800 meters eastward to a five-star hotel.

He was alone, without staying or eating. He ordered a cup of coffee at the second-floor coffee shop and sat quietly for a while.

He ordered the cheapest ice American style every time. After going there for a long time, the waiter also knew him. Judging from his clothes, he was not like a person who drank coffee in a five-star hotel. But strangely, he was neither humble nor arrogant nor shabby.

No one could guess why he wanted to have coffee there. He sat fixedly in the northeast corner, where the scenery was the worst - to be precise, there was no scenery there at all. As soon as he sat there, he took out a book, read it very seriously, occasionally looking up and looking around.

When he came, a group of ladies often came here for afternoon tea. They sat naturally by the window, chatting and laughing carefreely, and taking selfies from a different angle.

Although they were noisy, they also maintained the decentness of "uppers", trying to keep their voices as low as possible and not make noise. However, Tong Tong could occasionally hear them showing off their flaunts, where they went on vacation, how big the diamond rings they bought, where they bought a huge house, etc.... They showed off without any hesitation, and others were just right in support of them.

Humans are so boring.

Tong Tong drank coffee and continued reading his book.

But there was a woman who had almost never shown up, but this did not affect her position in the circle of ladies. She firmly occupied the C position. She had long fluffy and shiny curly hair, her face was particularly delicate, her facial features were just right, and her figure was even more impeccable. She spoke softly, neither competing nor scrambling, but everyone else had to act according to her expression.

Tong Tong was very familiar with that face, almost exactly the same face as the person he had been thinking about day and night. But unfortunately, there were traces of artificial processing on the face in front of him.

Tong Tong was crazy about looking at that face, but when he saw her, he felt nauseous.

A few weeks later, he saw the woman's slightly raised belly and felt even more intense disgusting.

He didn't show any expression, but the ladies obviously noticed him. While he was not paying attention, they whispered and guessed who he was interested in. But every time they could discuss it, he always left casually and didn't look at them.

Could it be that he really reads the book?

But that day was different. He stayed alone for a while, and soon a middle-aged man in a suit and tie came. Seeing that man, the C woman in the noble circle stood up first and said, "Lawyer Zhang."

"Huh? Xiao Meng? Oh... No, should you call your aunt or teacher's wife?"

It turned out that the woman was Meng Xingyun, Teacher Meng's twin sister. She didn't care much about the confusion of the title, but smiled calmly and said, "You'd better call me Xiao Meng."

"Well...you guys chat first. I've made an appointment today, so I won't be with you!"

"Well, Lawyer Zhang is busy first."

He is the famous Zhang Yongming. When he is middle-aged, he not only has no greasy feeling, but is as elegant and handsome as when he was young, as if time has only added a little bit of magnanimity to him. A noble lady said resentfully: "He is good at everything, but he doesn't have oil and salt in his mouth. No matter how hard he is, no matter how hard he is, he only has his wife, I can't chase him."

Meng Xingyun remained silent, but clenched his fists slightly and rolled his eyes invisibly.

When will a rich man become a proud act? How can a successful man be loyal to his family become a disadvantage?

Where did this woman's three views go wrong?

When going to the bathroom, Meng Xingyun said to her "confidant" female companion: "Kick her out of the party list and never take her to play again. Being with such a person simply lowers the level of our circle."

Meng Xingyun spoke very resolutely, as if the person who spoke softly just now was not her. But the female companion seemed to be used to her personality and didn't care too much, just nodded slightly.

In the cafe, Tong Tong shook hands with Zhang Yongming respectfully. Zhang Yongming looked at him and boasted: "It's so majestic, it's really good."

"Exceeded awards and more awards."

"You said on the phone that you opened a printing shop in Hong Kong University?"

"Yes, the store is not big, I am with a working student."

Zhang Yongming nodded: "No matter how big or small the store is, it should be a little bit of a problem to open a printing shop in school. Ordinary people don't get such an opportunity."

"Yes, I took some thought to rent this store."

Zhang Yongming smiled again and said, "That should be a great skill."

Tong Tong lowered his head modestly. He no longer stubbornly thought Zhang Yongming was a hypocrite like he was in his youth. In fact, since he took the initiative to call himself "Uncle Zhang", Tong Tong's hostility towards him basically disappeared.

Tong Tong brought him a few boxes of tea. Zhang Yongming said a few politely, and then happily accepted it. Tong Tong introduced: "My classmate's family is in the tea business. This is the pre-festival yarn that I just picked this year. The taste and taste should be excellent. This gift box is still limited edition and cannot be purchased on the market. I hope you like it."

"I like it, I like everything you give me, let alone you spend so much effort?" Zhang Yongming was used to seeing good things, but he still couldn't put it down: "You know how to repay, but the same thing is the case. If Zhang Yaoyao is half as sensible as you, I would be content."

"I heard from the classmate of No. 2 Middle School that Zhang Yaoyao is about to get married?"

"Well, it's a bit embarrassing to say it, but it can't be concealed. The girl's belly is getting bigger and bigger." Zhang Yongming was a little embarrassed: "This matter has spread among his classmates. I'm embarrassed for him, but he doesn't care. He also said that this is popular among young people now... I don't think so! You are just a good kid who lives a down-to-earth life. I saw one of his female classmates two days ago, and they were also well-behaved. I really don't know why he was like this."

"Then...congratulations first, you're going to be a grandpa."

Zhang Yongming took a sip of coffee. Perhaps it was too bitter. He frowned and kept smiling bitterly.

"You won't leave in Port City this time?"

Tong Tong replied: "It is very likely that I won't leave. My father's health is not good either, and I want to stabilize as soon as possible."

"You have tenacity in your body. If you go to a big city to work hard, you will definitely achieve great things."

Tong Tong was embarrassed to be praised and said, "I am the same. Where is Zhang Yaoyao? What is he doing now?"

Zhang Yaoyao studied business in college. After returning to China, he didn't look for a job and worked in a hotel of his grandfather. The old man arranged him in the sales department and asked him to be responsible for meetings and activities. He said that he had contact with more people and could grow faster.

Zhang Yaoyao accepted it happily and began to work in a low-key manner as the "Crown Prince" was full of confidence, but he made a mistake when he held the event for the first time. People needed to hang banners and sent him the content of the banners. He found someone to make them, but as soon as the organizer entered the venue, his nose became pissed.

It was a "Chinese teaching work conference", and he called it a "Korean teaching work conference".

The difference between one word and the content varies greatly.

The organizer's face was ashen. Standing under the banner, no one showed a smile, and his expression was as solemn as if he was attending a memorial service. After the meeting ended, the organizer was so angry that he jumped up. A group of literary university professors were almost forced into a thug by him, and even the face of the College of Literature of Hong Kong City University was thrown away.

Zhang Yaoyao refused to admit it at first, saying that what he received was "Korean", but he found out the email on the spot, and the document clearly stated "Chinese".

Zhang Yaoyao couldn't argue. He couldn't say that he accidentally touched the keyboard and typed it again, right? He couldn't say that he touched the keyboard because he drank drinks and sprinkled them at work, right?

He didn't feel that he had done something wrong, but he felt very wronged and unlucky. He could only explain palely that he would not blame him. But who else could he blame?

Later, a small employee of his subordinate had an idea and took the initiative to propose that he would pistol the word "Han" on the banner into "Han". At least there would be no problem sending a press release like this. The organizer's face eased a little. They were still talking when they left. Such a fool could be a small leader, which seemed to be a background.

Zhang Yaoyao heard it clearly and was furious. Not only did he not be grateful to the small staff member who proposed a solution to him, he also thought he had stolen his limelight and should have kicked him out. No, he should try every means to humiliate him first and let him leave.

However, Zhang Yaoyao did not fire him smoothly. After working for a while, he completely became the "ichis leader" mentioned by the employees. The department manager did not dare to report this situation upward, and the conflicts accumulated more and more. Every time Zhang Yaoyao made a mistake, he would take the blame for the clever little employee. The employee could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide by leaving a book. Fortunately, he was rescued. It was not until then that Zhang Yaoyao's actions were exposed.

Before his grandfather could talk to him, Zhang Yaoyao quickly resigned and left. The unlucky one was the department manager. He was scolded by the boss, as if he had indulged Zhang Yaoyao in doing evil and brought all the good children. He really should have gotten out. But if they were out of here or not, Zhang Yaoyao waved his sleeves, like oiling the soles of his feet, slipping away without a trace.

Zhang Yongming said that Zhang Yaoyao started his own business and opened a photography studio. He didn't know if he could support himself. "Anyway, he didn't ask me for money, so he just looked for his grandfather. Because I can scold him, but his grandfather won't."

Zhang Yongming was also very difficult. Tong Tong thought to himself that he was a good person, but his wife and son... Tong Tong was thinking, and the ladies were already chattering. He saw Meng Xingyun with a big belly, maybe she was going to be a mother, and she smiled very gently. But Tong Tong always felt that she could not hide her pride, just like the favored concubines in the harem drama.

Zhang Yongming followed his gaze and shook his head: "It's really... unreasonable!"

"What?"

"A young girl insists on marrying an old man...one dares to marry and the other dares to marry. I don't know if this is true love."

"What if he doesn't matter. Anyway, there are countless strange and anecdotes in the world."

Zhang Yongming was stunned for a moment: "My friend used to like to say 'Don't care about him'. He is a person who is not particular about the details. Your tone just now is exactly the same as his."

"Is that true?" Tong Tong smiled and joked: "Then maybe I am his long-lost son!"

Zhang Yongming's expression froze. He looked at Tong Tong carefully, his eyes changed from doubt to joy. He was about to blurt out, but he denied himself: "Impossible, that little boy is indeed dead. I even went to help the funeral organized by his grandfather himself. I was there from beginning to end... I hope you are him, but you are not."
Chapter completed!