The closer the time is, the more prominent the sense of instability becomes, and the closer the distance is, the stronger the anxiety becomes. Just like the feelings of Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian sitting side by side in the first class cabin.
The plane landed and began to taxi. The scenery of the capital outside the window passed by, and its speed became slower and slower. Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian looked at each other...
"Speak first." Xu Qinglian spoke subconsciously.
Wang Ai looked at her gently, and Xu Qinglian gradually lowered her head. Wang Ai just hugged her shoulders gently. This was the most intimate contact between the couple in a month.
"Let's go home." Standing in front of the van driven by Lao Fan, Wang Ai pulled Xu Qinglian into the car.
This time when I went home, the reception at home was considered "grand". I made a reservation in advance at an old restaurant, which is a treat I don't get even during the Chinese New Year.
During the dinner, when Wang Bin cooked wine for Wang Ai, Yan Zhu, Liu Liang, Xu Qinglian, Tang Mudan, Liu Dingxiang, Shi Wenjun and others, he said: "First, the National Day is coming, and many people in our family have been invited.
So we need to unify in advance to avoid causing trouble for the country."
Speaking of this, Wang Bin specifically glared at Wang Ai, mainly because he was afraid that his son would do anything unexpectedly on the viewing platform.
Wang Ai curled his lips in grievance, "I'm not stupid!"
"Second, your overseas career has advanced by leaps and bounds, which makes my family very happy. Not only Auntie Ai and I, but also the senior management of related companies are very happy to see the growth of a new generation of managers. This meal is mainly to express condolences.
Yours."
Except for Wang Ai, everyone was considered a senior member of the Apennine Light, and they raised their wine glasses with a smile.
"Thirdly, our rare child didn't come back this summer. We, the old couple, miss him a lot, so we're looking for you to have a good meal."
Xu Qinglian, who was the focus of everyone's attention, smiled, stood up, and clinked glasses with Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing.
This family didn't say anything to her. Although she had her own problems, she never denied the Wang family's kindness to her.
The dishes in the old restaurant are indeed very special. Although compared with the expensive price, it is somewhat worth it, but no matter how you say it. For a family who booked a private restaurant today, the higher price is nothing, but the food
The characteristics are rare but precious.
To put it simply, after reaching the level of economic strength, some people are willing to pay several times the price for the same meal in search of a value increase of a few decimal points.
Coupled with the enthusiastic narration by the owner of the private kitchen, every dish can tell an origin, so it is a great pleasure for the guests and the host.
When he was about to leave, Wang Ai noticed that the owner, manager, and chef of Private Kitchen were all standing neatly aside, with expressions of wanting to say something but not wanting to say anything. His heart moved, he sighed secretly, and walked over to shake hands.
Then take a group photo.
After all, there is a picture of the President of the United States hanging on the wall. Since the President of the United States has been used to attract diners, Wang Ai will not hold it. Whoever comes here to eat in the future will feel that he is at a loss after eating, it will not be his turn to blame the king.
Ai.
In the evening, the family returned to their house in Dongcheng District. They were jet-lagged. Xu Qinglian stood in front of the two-person bedroom in the backyard, looking a little dazed. It had been more than half a year since she last came back. The scenery was still the same, the people around her were still the same, but some things were different.
Already.
Wang Ai wanted to punish Xu Qinglian, but he endured it, knowing that she was not in the mood, so he said something casually, and after each of them dealt with some things, they went to bed.
The next morning, Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing were preparing to listen to the work report of "Light of Apennines" in the living room of their home. The main reporters were Xu Qinglian, Shi Wenjun, Yan Zhu, Kang Si who stayed at home, and Leo who was in Shenyang
Ni is also online waiting for the call.
Regarding the development of the website, Wang Ai and his family made a special report earlier, and basically listed the roadmap for the future development of this company. But after all, he is not on the front line, and these people are handling the specific situation, so this report
Wang Ai simply hid out, lest his powerful influence interfere with the judgment of the people in the room.
Xu Qinglian reported on the overall development vision, work achievements, and asked for guidance from her family when she mentioned her problems. Shi Wenjun reported on the work plan, work difficulties, and key points, asking for support from her family. Yan Zhu made a summary of security issues, including the last time
Summary of the situation of the Chinese scum who followed Milan Lights, etc.
Wang Ai didn't care about that matter, Yan Zhu took care of everything.
The work meeting lasted all day, and Wang Ai was responsible for lunch and dinner. He spent most of the time in his room studying the national team's preparation plan. Lao Gao recently sent another document, proposing more specific and nuanced plans.
Tactical ideas, observation and analysis of main opponents, etc., and of course team formation, tracking of player status, etc.
At the end of the day, the complexion looked good, and everyone had a lot to eat at dinner. When it came to work, the stubborn Xu Qinglian and the stubborn Shi Wenjun would not obey anyone, not even investors, big bosses or parents.
Therefore, Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing are also tired. People cannot be perfect like this. Those who are too obedient will not be able to pick them up, and those who are too picky will be disobedient.
They cannot educate their own sons with sticks and sticks. Those who need to be persuaded must be persuaded, and those who are not convinced must find information to persuade.
After dinner, the family dispersed. Shi Wenjun was a little tired and chose to rest in the guest room. The old couple went out to play with friends, and Xu Qinglian was invited by Wang Ai to go for a walk.
Facing the gentle evening breeze, they walked in the deep and secluded alleys, and the occasional market smell of frying made them both relax a lot.
"I know what you are thinking." After a long silence, Xu Qinglian said.
"Oh?" Wang Ai responded.
Xu Qinglian smiled, put her hands behind her back, lowered her head, and stepped on the path with her milky white shoes. After another long time, she said: "You tricked me into going home this time, and you plan to use all your strength to force me to surrender, right?"
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Wang Ai's side face: "I admit, I can't resist this kind of all-round pressure."
"Oh?" Wang Ai turned his head: "You agreed?"
"...I, I also want to say hello to my family." Xu Qinglian's face turned red in the night.
"Then..." Wang Ai glanced back and found that the guards were ten meters away and approached Xu Qinglian's ears: "Let me be the groom tonight?"
Xu Qinglian smiled and pushed Wang Ai: "If you don't mind being dirty."
Wang Ai heard the sound and said angrily: "What's going on with you? You always have trouble with me!"
"Hehe." Xu Qinglian finally became lively: "Wait a minute, I'm going to be your bride, can't you wait any longer?"
Wang Ai took a few deep breaths: "So, September 30th? It's the last day before the holiday? Otherwise, it will be winter to get the certificate."
