Chapter 427: The Weasel Pays New Year Greetings to the Chicken
Chapter 4' The Weasel pays New Year greetings to the Rooster. Chinese people like to talk about things at the dinner table, especially those in official circles.
This family dinner was no exception, and the conversation was full of interesting anecdotes from officialdom.
After three drinks, the topic turned to Yang Zhengping, the head of the Yang family.
"Last night, Yang Zhengping suffered a heart attack and was sent to Tianjing No. 1 Hospital overnight."
Zhou Minghao's unintentional words shocked Zhou Xiaoman. He stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Minghao's arm and asked anxiously.
"Dad, why did Uncle Yang suddenly become ill? Hasn't he always been in good health?"
"We are old. Lao Yang and I are about the same age. We are both in our fifties. Our health is not as good as when we were young." Zhou Minghao sighed, and then said. "I heard that Lao Yang is not ill this time.
It’s so mild that he’s already admitted to the intensive care unit.”
Yang Zhengping is Yang Zimo's father. When Zhou Minghao said that he was so seriously ill, Ye Feng suddenly became nervous.
"Chief, let's take time to go to the hospital to see Lao Yang tomorrow." Zhou Minghao looked at Wen Hui across the dining table, his words and behavior were extremely respectful.
"Okay." Wen Hui nodded in agreement, put down the tall glass in her hand, and warned carefully. "Lao Zhou, after you get to the hospital, don't talk nonsense, especially don't ask about the internal affairs of the Yang family."
"Yes, Chief." Zhou Minghao answered neatly, but his face was full of confusion and confusion. He hesitated again and again before asking Wen Hui in a low voice. "Chief, what is going on."
"It is said that there was a quarrel in the Yang family last night. The faction supporting Yang Zimo and the faction supporting Yang Ziqi had a heated argument. As a result, Yang Zhengping collapsed to the ground in anger and was then taken to the intensive care unit by ambulance."
Wen Hui's explanation made Ye Feng couldn't help but recall what happened last night. It seemed likely that Yang Liu told Yang Zhengping what Yang Ziqi had done, which resulted in mutual attacks between the two factions within the Yang family, which led to Yang
Zhengping was filled with rage and suddenly became seriously ill.
"Chief, why are they quarreling? Is it because of the issue of the future successor of the Yang family?"
Facing Zhou Minghao's inquiry, Wen Hui shook her head gently. "I'm not sure. These are the rumors I heard, so I asked you to be careful what you say."
The marriage to Zhou Xiaoman has been decided, and the people present at this time were all his own family members. Ye Feng felt that it was necessary to explain the situation to them, so he told them everything that happened yesterday.
"You really know people but don't know what they are thinking. How could Yang Ziqi, who looks so gentle and elegant, do such dirty things?" Zhou Minghao frowned and said angrily. "It seems that he should be appointed as the planning director of the Ministry of Finance.
It’s really a mistake to take a new position. The position of head of the Yang family should still be given to Yang Zimo, who is upright and aboveboard."
"The position of director of the Planning Department of the Ministry of Finance was not intentionally arranged for Yang Ziqi by the Yang family, but was fought for by himself." Wen Hui refuted the loopholes in Zhou Minghao's words mercilessly. "How can Yang Ziqi be able to win without being criticized?"
When everyone was optimistic, he suddenly emerged and took away the position that should have belonged to his eldest brother in one fell swoop. This is either because he has the guidance of an expert behind his back, or he hides it deeply."
"Chief, look at the battle for the future head of the Yang family, who will win in the end."
"At present, it seems that Yang Zimo and Yang Ziqi are evenly matched, and the Yang family is divided into two factions. However, with the current head Yang Zhengping getting sick and hospitalized, this balance is likely to be broken, and the faction that supports Yang Ziqi will definitely
Seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to create momentum and cheer for Yang Ziqi. However, who will win in the end depends on Yang Zhengping's physical condition. If he can recover quickly, then Yang Zimo, whom he publicly supports, will have great hope of succeeding the Yang family.
The leader. If his condition worsens or he remains bedridden, then Yang Zimo will lose a strong support, and the balance of victory will eventually tip to Yang Ziqi."
"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading." Zhou Minghao shook his head and sighed, then gave Wen Hui a thumbs up. "Chief, you are the best in our family. Your analysis of the entire situation is very clear and logical.
, and I was even more enlightened and enlightened.”
The future father-in-law flattered the future mother-in-law, and did so with great fanfare and eloquence. Ye Feng found it very funny, but the two elders were right next to him, so he had to suppress his laughter, lowered his head and drank the red wine in the glass, pretending to be something.
Neither of them heard it. A son-in-law shouldn't laugh, but the daughter was different. Zhou Xiaoman put her arms around Wen Hui's neck and lay on her mother's shoulders, laughing so hard.
"Dad, you are really talented in literature. You can even flatter someone so elegantly and with such style."
"Xiao Man, I'm telling the truth." Zhou Minghao sat upright and said seriously. "In my heart, the chief is like Wolong when he was alive. Before he was born, he knew that there are three parts of the world. No matter how difficult the matter is, the chief is always there.
Able to simplify complex matters and handle things in an orderly manner.”
"Mom, Dad praises you as Wolong alive."
Wen Hui laughed dumbly, stretched out her hand to touch Zhou Xiaoman's hair, then shook her head and sighed. "Zhuge Kongming is just a man who worries about his life."
Wenhui expressed this emotion completely from his heart. Compared with the Wang family and the Yang family, the Zhou family is very thin. The second generation only has Zhou Minghao. Although Zhou Minghao has outstanding literary talent, he has no understanding of officialdom politics.
But she knew nothing about it. If it weren't for the strong support of Wen Hui, a strong woman, the Zhou family might have been in ruins long ago.
Zhuge Kongming worked hard for the Kingdom of Shu all his life, and eventually fell ill from overwork and died of illness in Wuzhangyuan. This allusion was familiar to Zhou Minghao, who had read poetry and books since childhood. When he heard Wen Hui's sigh, Zhou Minghao couldn't help but trembled, and then
I was sweating profusely, and my face turned red and white.
"Chief, I was wrong. I will work harder in the future. Leave the family affairs to me. I will work hard like Kong Ming."
The father was frightened, and the daughter was naturally worried. Before Wen Hui could speak, Zhou Xiaoman hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
"Dad, you can't be like Zhuge Kongming. Kongming's wife is A Cheng's ugly daughter Huang Yueying, and her mother is much more beautiful than her."
Zhou Xiaoman originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere with a joke, but he didn't want Zhou Minghao to become even more frightened and uneasy after hearing it.
"Chief, I was wrong, and I was wrong again." Zhou Minghao wiped his sweat and explained anxiously. "How could the chief be Huang Yueying? In my heart, the chief is a peerless beauty, like the beautiful Xi Shi...
Oh, no, it’s Diao Chan with the appearance of a closed moon... Oh, no, it’s the one who looks back with a charming smile, the sixth palace pink and white is colorless, comparable to the most beautiful woman in the Tang Dynasty, Yang Taizhen... Oh, it’s still wrong, these metaphors are not very good
appropriate……"
Zhou Minghao quotes scriptures and speaks eloquently, but every time he makes a metaphor, he always feels a little unsatisfied. No one is perfect. Although the four beauties in ancient China are famous, no matter their life experiences or endings, they always have this or that
Such shortcomings. Tonight, Zhou Minghao has made too many mistakes. He doesn't want to and doesn't dare to make mistakes again. He wants to make up for his mistakes to please his wife, but in desperation, he can't find a perfect one.
of ancient beauties.
As the saying goes, the authorities are confused but the bystanders are clear. Zhou Minghao has now entered this strange circle. Although he is knowledgeable and has historical allusions at his fingertips, he has never been able to meet his ardent expectations. No one is perfect, and these are not
The perfect ancient beauties could not be compared with the perfect wife in his heart.
Seeing his future father-in-law's incoherent and pitiful appearance, Ye Feng couldn't help but become anxious. He quietly reached behind Zhou Minghao's wine glass, and with a flick of his fingertips, Ye Feng quickly wrote "goddess" on the dining table.
Two words.
Zhou Minghao suddenly understood, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Chief, in my heart, you are like a queen." In a moment of anxiety, Zhou Minghao made another slip of the tongue. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He wiped the sweat and changed his words. "It's a goddess, it's a goddess. Chief, you are."
The goddess in my heart, the flawless and peerless goddess."
"Mom, did you hear that? Dad said you are a goddess."
Zhou Xiaoman hugged Wenhui and laughed, and Wenhui also became happy, with a knowing smile on her delicate cheeks.
Laughter and laughter lingered in the building, and the reunion dinner also came to an end in joy.
Ye Feng was extremely excited when he walked out of the Tianjing Military Region compound. He couldn't wait to fly home immediately and spend the night with his beloved sister, whom he missed so much.
Like lightning, Volvo rushed into Xinyuan Community.
As if he had guessed Ye Feng's thoughts, Zhou Xiaoman looked a little shy when he got out of the car, and rushed into the corridor in a panic. Ye Feng knew Zhou Xiaoman's heart knot, but looking at Zhou Xiaoman's graceful figure, the desire in his heart emerged again,
Extremely strong and irrepressible.
"Sister." Ye Feng strode after Zhou Xiaoman. "Auntie has agreed to our marriage. I want, want, want to be with you tonight."
Zhou Xiaoman stopped and lowered his head, his long hair flowing down, covering his already blushing face.
"Sister, do you agree?"
"Yeah." The slight nasal sound, which was almost like the buzzing of mosquitoes, sounded like the roar of war drums to Ye Feng's ears, and Ye Feng's heart suddenly boiled.
Ye Feng cheered for joy, picked up Zhou Xiaoman, and rushed home in three steps at a time.
"Sister, I miss you so much." He reached out and brushed away a strand of messy hair from Zhou Xiaoman's shoulders. Looking at the face that was as charming and charming as a red apple, Ye Feng couldn't help but kiss the beauty's pink lips.
The kiss was passionate and lingering, and time seemed to have frozen. The room and the air were filled with the fragrance of the beautiful woman everywhere.
Ye Feng was drunk, immersed in the beauty's tenderness and sweetness.
Everything was so beautiful, but at this moment, the cell phone rang inexplicably.
The ringtone was melodious and sweet, but Ye Feng seemed to hear a harsh noise and suddenly became upset.
"Brother, please answer the phone first. If you call me so late, there must be something urgent."
Ye Feng wanted to ignore it, but the ringing kept ringing, so he had to take out his cell phone angrily.
"Little brother, the Chinese New Year is almost here, and I'm here to wish you a happy New Year."
Zhang Jianguo's rich voice came out, and Ye Feng couldn't help but frown, not knowing what tricks this old fox was playing.
"Deputy Director Zhang, thank you."
"Hurry up and open the door brother, I'll be up right away."
Zhou Xiaoman in his arms was shy and cute. Ye Feng didn't want to let go of this God-given opportunity, so he refused Zhang Jianguo's visit.
"Deputy Director Zhang, I'm outside. Why don't you come back another day?"
"Hey, little brother, who of us is following whom? Don't be polite to me. Come and open the door for me. By the way, I didn't go to your house. I know you are at Xiaoman's house. Hehe, I'll be there soon.
It's the fourth floor, come out quickly and open the door for your brother."
Zhang Jianguo's words choked Ye Feng so much that his nose turned crooked, and he hung up the phone helplessly. Ye Feng couldn't help but shake his head and curse.
The weasel must have bad intentions when it wishes the rooster New Year greetings.