Jiang Qinghuai spoke at the right moment and patted the seat next to Yu Xiurong, "I've reserved a seat for you."
Jiang Qifeng glanced at his daughter, seemed to think about it, walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Oh, I am in transit in the provincial capital and just came over to wish you and your aunt a happy New Year."
Wei Qingfan explained again, and then Jiang Qifeng came over, sat down on the sofa, and said: "Now that the New Year greetings are over, go and catch the plane quickly, don't delay."
Yu Xiurong gently tugged on his sleeve and said slightly angrily: "It's the Chinese New Year, why are you chasing people away?"
"..."
Wei Qingfan was also a little speechless, but it was acceptable. At least Jiang Qifeng was willing to find an excuse of "fear of delaying the flight."
He glanced at Jiang Qinghuai and Pang Yingying who were snickering, stood up and said, "Then... I won't bother you. My uncle and aunt are in good health."
Yu Xiurong knew that it would be difficult to persuade him to stay, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing if Jiang Qifeng said something ugly, so he stood up and said politely: "Say hello to your parents for us too."
Pang Yingying: "Hey, I was kicked out by Uncle Jiang. It's not a big deal."
"Goodbye, aunt~"
Yu Xiurong leaned under the sofa and picked up the remote control to change the channel. His tone seemed to be disdainful, "From Yuan County to that place, the train takes eight hours, and the earliest train takes one hour. I came here so early, it should be
I went to your place as soon as I got on the train, and I haven't even gone to Tu Renhuan's house yet."
"Is he curious?"
It is appropriate to say that Yu Xiurong is depressed. Li Miaoyu and Jiang Qinghuai will also be suspicious.
Li Shuqing said slightly angrily, "You even let people take a sip of tea, but their buttocks are still cold, so they just kicked them away. How can there be nothing like that?"
Now, Gushi Company has extended its tentacles to software and home appliances...
It is appropriate to say that Yu Xiurong approves. It may make Li Miaoyu and Jiang Qinghuai think: His man is just like your man, and he jumped in the queue... He still thinks he is content?
"Go back to the house."
There are only a few people who want to take a look, but they have a frighteningly small voice. Just one person is enough to hold up the entire sky.
Not to mention China, it is also possible in Western systems.
Li Miaoyu explained clearly that she can always say that her bestie is a replacement and is waiting in line to get married.
Wei Qingfan: "That's it, I'm going to meet your Lingxi in a hurry after all."
After all, it was Yu Xiurong who was angry, while Li Miaoyu and Jiang Qinghuai were also suppressing their resentment.
Pang Yingying puffed up her cheeks. The topics you have been paying attention to recently are all relatively macro. Even the ancient poetry company has entered the 100 billion revenue level. You don't care about that kind of "big money".
I said and laughed warmly, "If you keep me here for dinner, will he dare me to keep you here? Even if you keep me here, it's better than driving me away. I'm just going to your place for a formality."
, I still have to rush to my father-in-law’s house to pay New Year greetings.”
Jiang Qinghuai rolled his eyes at the man, and after we chatted for a while, he brought the topic back and asked, "Lingxi said he just went outside Jiang Qifeng's house. How was it?"
Wei Qingfan suddenly felt less embarrassed and knew how to answer.
Moreover, especially before "Tu Ren Technology" was established and some of its shares were released, Wei Qingfan's original huge hidden dangers due to sole proprietorship were eliminated to a considerable extent, and the importance of the Zhao family was significantly reduced.
Jiang Qifeng hadn't laughed out loud yet, "You still think about me? If you call me back, I will go to Lingxi's house today."
Yu Xiurong laughed hotly, stood up, and went back to the room, but the voice still came through: "Did I bring ham? I fried it for lunch. Let's eat it ourselves, don't waste it."
Wei Qingfan: "No, Uncle Jiang and Aunt Yu were planning to keep you for dinner, but you had to go through a lot of effort to refuse."
"Last year Miaomiao's revenue was 8 billion."
Li Shuqing was slightly stunned, thought for a moment, and then looked towards Jiang Qifeng.
Li Miaoyu naturally understood why "Miaomiao Technology" was established. In fact, there was no promotion or persuasion from me outside, so something of that level could be mastered by someone, or even a private company.
Last autumn's press conference, "Tianjiu 3" allowed the story brand to stand firm in the low-end market. In the eyes of many people in the industry, the "Luoshen push platform" and "Yaotai smart home platform" are the ones that surprise or surprise even more people.
Shocking place.
There were no guests outside Pang Yingying's home. Li Miaoyu's friends in the business world may have heard about Wei Qingfan and Pang Yingying in the future, but Wei Qingfan is not married yet, so he is still out there.
Somewhat surprised.
Miaomiao only really stopped making money in 2013, but it was still in the process of groping and testing. It even dared to insert advertisements in WeChat Moments, but it was still far from real income.
On the way, he replenished the gifts and then went to Pang Yingying's house. That time, he just asked the driver to wait. Wei Qingfan continued carrying small and big bags of things and arrived outside Pang Yingying's house.
"This is too little."
What Yu Xiurong said was the truth. Wei Qingfan only had half a day in the provincial capital. If he really had dinner outside Tu Renhuan's house, Pang Yingying's house would really be a bad choice.
Before discussing the impact of "Miaomiao Technology", Tu Renhuan asked: "How much money could Miaomiao make before?"
Wei Qingfan said with a smile, taking a step back to improve the rationality of coming to visit. "The Story Behind" is quite well-known among a certain group of people. Many people know about my experience of making a fortune, but the version is based on their own understanding.
same.
Watching the elevator door close, Zhao Yaquan exhaled in an exaggerated breath and said with a smile: "I'm finally leaving. It's so embarrassing! It's so embarrassing..."
Compared with the title of "Mainland's richest man", the development and potential of the ancient poetry company last year is what everyone values more.
"I'll have to thank Uncle Li and Aunt Zhao for taking care of me from now on."
"Well……"
When the driver saw Mr. Wei coming out so slowly, he almost thought Mr. Wei had gone to the wrong door again. Unfortunately, he quickly noticed that his hands were empty and the gifts had been given out.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, Yu Xiurong must have really left a meal there, and he didn’t put it on record. He just went outside Tu Renhuan’s house in the morning, and then changed his ticket. Here
Stay overnight.
Just like many other people at the level of "Mr. Li".
…
After getting out of the elevator, he first sent a message to Pang Yingying, then to Jiang Qifeng, and walked out of the unit door.
Jiang Qifeng followed to help and said with a smile: "Your father's temper is indeed less bad. In the future, I will basically be able to explain things, at least say 'what does he know'... Now I finally know how to explain."
"You care about me?"
"Huh~"
Li Shuqing led the two boys back to the living room. He saw Yu Xiurong sitting outside the living room, looking at the two boxes of tea that Wei Qingfan had just brought. When he saw that his wife's daughter-in-law had come back, he quickly looked away and put on a face.
Indifference is an attitude of concern.
In short, in the current situation, work cannot be delayed. After all, there are no employees. Colleagues are doing it. The two sides are the only ones who can do it. They must be considerate.
Li Shuqing smiled and said: "Let's go quickly. It's Zhou's place to entertain him. Don't worry about it."
"That's a bad thing to say."
After chatting for a few words, the other party said goodbye, Li Miaoyu also left some words, and Wei Qingfan followed him out, completely acting like a junior, which made Tu Renhuan's resentment dissipate a lot.
Wei Qingfan responded, walked to the door, and glanced at Jiang Qinghuai. Jiang Qinghuai winked at him and expressed his peace of mind. He opened the door and went out, saying: "Uncle and aunt, I will go back first. You guys stay here, there is no need to send you off."
Already."
Speaking from a small perspective, it is also an attempt in the direction of "Xiaotong", but just like the ancient Chinese concept and practice of "Xiaotong", it is not too idealistic.
Today, Gushici Company is not yet the leader in the domestic mobile phone industry. It is an important leader in the downward upgrade of China's manufacturing industry, and it has not affected the downstream and upstream mobile phone industry chains.
There must be no such relationship. He is a completely familiar Mr. Wei. Even if he is a generation older, Li Miaoyu still has to smile when he sees him.
Otherwise, you will be hit by the "iron fist" one day.
Li Shuqing said disgustedly, shook his head helplessly, and went to pack up the pile of gifts that Wei Qingfan had brought over.
Wei Qingfan got out of the car and motioned to the driver to drive. He then took out his mobile phone and saw a message from Pang Yingying: "So slow?"
To be honest, the current Wei Qingfan can be said to be incompatible with my peers, and he is a person who can be counted among more than a billion people in the country.
No matter what, it is always a shame not to have such a son-in-law.
The awkward atmosphere outside the corridor was about to turn into reality. Even though Wei Qingfan's mentality was very stable, he didn't feel tortured. When the elevator finally came down, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye again.
Sure enough, you asked outside the group. Jiang Qifeng replied after a while and told Wei Qingfan that he went to the wrong door.
Now that shares have been opened up, especially with the withdrawal of the prefix "guo", Wei Qingfan's path has been truly solidified.
Otherwise, at that joint, the slightest touch may directly affect our relationship for decades to come, and we will always be brooding about it.
Only then did Wei Qingfan say goodbye again, waved and walked out of the elevator.
As you spoke, you sighed secretly in your heart, and a thought flashed across your mind:
If this is the case, what will your life be like? Will you meet me again?
"Dad, is he jealous?"
"It's true that he ran over from home early in the morning and brought so few things with him, so he came here specially..."
But outside Li Miaoyu's circle, few people think of Li Miaoyu's experience in the past few years and know the whole story.
Tu Renhuan: "You are the one who believes it. Go and ask for it."
"Are you aware of this? Auntie, you are too insightful."
It is certain to be successful, and the influence of the Ancient Poetry Company will further decline and become truly one of the best in the country.
"Let's go."
What is reflected is a company's ambition, or pattern.
"Eh!"
"Lingxi and I are classmates."
In the previous life, WeChat’s annual revenue was in the hundreds of billions.
My father must have been like that 70 years ago, so why would he become like that now?
Of course, that is less of my own subjective conjecture. From the perspective of Tu Renhuan and Jiang Qinghuai, I can sympathize with Tu Renhuan who did not have the "same experience", and the possibility of wanting to shoot my scumbag to death is even smaller.
Jiang Qifeng and Li Shuqing glared at you together, Li Shuqing was disgusted, Tu Renhuan was embarrassed, and even reached out to pinch you, but Zhao Yaquan pinched you back.
Wei Qingfan quickly waved his hand and said a few polite words. Jiang Qifeng pursed his lips and smiled and said: "It's bad, it's bad, he should leave quickly, but it's time for the elevator to call the police."
He pressed the elevator button, but the elevator was not very cooperative and left him in the corridor for four or five minutes before he came over. During this period, Yu Xiurong, Pang Yingying and Jiang Qinghuai were waiting at the door, while Jiang Qifeng turned and went back to the house.
"He thinks he's doing me bad by letting me stay outside the house?"
Tu Renhuan is better at macro and worldly matters, and he really understands them, "But even if you want to make money, you have to keep that stuff out of your hands."
As for Wei Qingfan’s plan about ancient poetry technology, although not a lot of people believe that I will actually do it, no one below is happy to see that situation.
The screen outside the group was filled with "Hahahahahaha".