After carefully putting the money into his pocket, Wan's father prepared to unload another box of goods before leaving get off work.
But when Wanfu went around to the store, he found that the TV in the supermarket was playing Ethan's music video.
Looking at Wan Jiaojiao's figure, Wan's father stopped, with a slight smile on his face.
Next to Wan Fu, there were two neighbors watching the MV. They not only watched, but also chatted with each other, saying, "Have you heard that this woman is a reporter?"
"Journalist? That can be considered an intellectual, right?"
Upon hearing this, Wan's father immediately straightened his back and felt very proud.
But what he said after that made Wan's father furious.
I saw another person curling his lips and saying in a disdainful tone: "So what if you are a top student? Such women just look innocent. Women in the entertainment industry have long become the playthings of those rich people."
.”
This man wanted to speak, but when he saw Wanfu crowding in front of him, he frowned and started yelling, "What do you know? You're just talking nonsense!"
"Oh, let's just chat casually."
"Then you can't tarnish other people's reputations!"
"How can this be regarded as defilement? Maybe she was kept by a rich man."
"impossible!"
The neighbor looked at Wan's father and said with a smile: "Why are you so willing? Do you know her?"
"I……"
"dad!"
Wan Jiaojiao walked into the supermarket, looked around, and found that her father seemed to be quarreling with someone. This made Wan Jiaojiao feel anxious and called out quickly.
Hearing this voice, Wanfu immediately turned around.
The neighbor next to Wan's father also looked at Wan Jiaojiao, his eyes suddenly widened, and he murmured in disbelief: "Hey, isn't she the female reporter?"
"Yes, it's her!" Wan's father puffed out his chest and said confidently, "Now I can be sure that my daughter is innocent in everything she does! And she has done a good job as a reporter.
I plan to enter the entertainment industry!"
Wan Jiaojiao had already walked to Wan's father. She was worried that Wan's father would be impulsive, so she tugged on his sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Dad, what are you doing?"
"It's okay, I'm just chatting with someone. Jiaojiao, just wait for me, I'll be finished soon."
"Um."
Wan's father turned to work, while Wan Jiaojiao stood there waiting. The two middle-aged men who had just gossiped about her looked at Wan Jiaojiao with strange expressions.
Wan Jiaojiao met his gaze, smiled and nodded.
But the strange thing is that the two men opposite immediately avoided Wan Jiaojiao's gaze and hurriedly left the supermarket without responding to Wan Jiaojiao.
Wan Jiaojiao looked confused. When Wan's father came over, she asked curiously. But Wan's father did not say anything directly. He just said that he was not familiar with them and put it off. Then Wan's father asked Wan Jiaojiao: "Why did you come here right after get off work today?"
"Because the real estate certificate has been obtained, we will be the real owners of this house from now on. This is a good thing. Let's go out to have a big meal as a family to celebrate."
Wan Jiaojiao originally thought that her father would refuse, and she even thought of a way to lobby. But what Wan Jiaojiao didn't expect was that Wan's father not only agreed, but also planned to let him treat the guests.
Wan Jiaojiao was delighted with her father's change, but she had no intention of actually letting Wan's father treat her, so she said, "I'll do it, and dad will choose the place."
"No, no, no, I have to pay the bill today because I'm getting paid today!"
When Wan's father spoke, he was beaming with joy and had a sense of pride. It felt like his face was exuding a different brilliance.
Looking at Wan's father like this, how could Wan Jiaojiao refuse?
In the end, Wan Jiaojiao agreed to let her father pay the bill. As for where to eat, it was his father's choice.
Wan's father had inquired with his colleagues before and found out that there was a newly opened restaurant near the river bank. It has a good environment and great taste. Because it is newly opened, the price is also discounted.
Although there was a discount, when Wan Jiaojiao saw the prices on the menu, she couldn't help but said to her father: "How about we change to another restaurant?"
Before Wan's father could speak, Grandma Wan said beside her: "Jiaojiao, don't feel bad. Grandma has also made some pocket money these days. So today, don't think about money. The most important thing is to have a happy meal."
Ever since Wan Jiaojiao could remember, the atmosphere at home has been very serious. Her parents always quarreled over money. It was rare that Wan Jiaojiao was allowed to choose what she wanted to eat like now.
This feels...very different.
Wan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, lowered her head, and clicked on the menu. At this moment, she seemed to have fulfilled a childhood dream.
The food was served quickly, and it tasted really good.
However, the atmosphere during the meal was even better. Wan's father drank a few more drinks and his cheeks turned red.
Because he drank a little too much, Wan's father stood up and went to the bathroom.
It's just that the restaurant is too big. When Wan's father came out of the bathroom, he walked in the wrong direction, walked around, and finally walked to the lobby.
The place is splendid and magnificent, with many tables placed at which people sit and write. Calligraphy works are completed one after another and then hung up for people to comment on.
Wan's father was not in a hurry to go back anyway, so he just walked around here. But those works that made people praise him so much made Wan's father curl his lips and hummed: "That's all."
Someone heard Wan's father's comment and looked back. After looking up and down, the other person felt that Wan's father was just a middle-aged man who drank too much and talked nonsense. At the moment, he was a little disgusted and muttered: "Drink too much."
If you don't, don't come to such an occasion, it will smell like alcohol."
Wan Fu looked over lazily and asked: "What's wrong with this kind of occasion? Is it very high-end?"
"Do men of letters understand? Forget it, an alcoholic like you must not understand."
The man's contempt made Wanfu very unhappy. Taking advantage of the smell of alcohol, he hummed: "Drunkards can write better than those people."
"Come on, that's a famous calligrapher. You can't even compare to him!"
"Whether you can be compared to someone else depends not on your words, but on your true ability."
"Oh, then why don't you go up and try?"
“Just try it!”
After Wan's father finished speaking, he went straight to the nearest table. The four treasures of the study were all on the table.
But the moment Wan Fu picked up the brush, he hesitated again.
Seeing that Wan Fu had not finished writing, the man who was talking to him smiled sarcastically and said, "I knew you were talking big words!"
"I didn't want to write it."
"Do you not want to write, or do you not know how? In today's society, people are too impetuous, and they can only laugh at others if they don't know anything. For such people, we should slap them in the face with facts and let them know that the sky is the limit."
"you……"
Seeing that there was going to be a dispute here, a man who looked like a manager hurriedly came over to understand the situation.