After saying that, he suddenly remembered something and continued with surprise: "By the way, I remember isn't your son-in-law rich?
I heard that a Maserati drove up to see you a while ago, why don’t you talk to your son-in-law and ask him to find a way to get you a spot?"
After hearing this, Wen Chuangao became anxious on the spot: "Who are you talking nonsense about? What does it have to do with you whether my son-in-law is rich or not? If there is nothing else, just leave me quickly, I have other things to do!"
Looking at the red-faced man with a thick neck, He Laowu still smiled. He sat calmly on the sofa and persuaded: "Old Gao, don't be angry. Dragons and dragons give birth to phoenixes. The son of a mouse can dig holes. Always
Someone's son-in-law is just a little bit worse.
But being able to borrow a Maserati and drive it is a skill, and it costs thousands of dollars a day, right?
If it were my son-in-law, he would definitely not be willing to give it up. After all, his monthly salary is only 30,000 yuan, and he usually drives a 450,000 yuan Mercedes-Benz to work, which is far behind Maserati."
"You..." Wen Chuan was so angry that he almost had a heart attack, and he held his chest in pain.
This frightened He Laowu. Although he came to show off, he didn't want to bring Wen Chuan's high spirits to the hospital.
He stood up hurriedly and said: "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I won't chat with you anymore. You have a good rest and pay attention to your body."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
When I opened the door, I happened to meet Zhang Qin who was returning from shopping for groceries.
"He Laowu, why did you come to my house?" Zhang Qin asked angrily when she saw someone was about to leave. Obviously she didn't have a good impression of He Laowu.
He Laowu was still a little afraid of Zhang Qin. This woman's fighting ability in quarrels was not comparable to that of ordinary people. He just found an excuse and ran away quickly.
Seeing the people leaving in a hurry, Zhang Qin felt strange, and then she walked into the room and closed the door.
"Old man, why did He Laowu come to our house? What did he say to you?" she asked while putting the dishes in the kitchen.
Wen Chuangao has not yet calmed down. His hands are still covering his chest, which is rising and falling.
Seeing that Wen Chuangao didn't answer his question, Zhang Qin walked out of the kitchen unhappily: "I'm talking to you, why don't you say anything?"
After asking, I saw my old man's face was ugly and his hand was covering his chest. I was frightened on the spot: "Ouch, what's wrong with you?"
While asking, she helped Wen pass on Gao Shunqi, for fear that he would just memorize it in one breath.
"He Laowu came to our house to show off, saying that his son-in-law helped him get a spot, and he can enter the calligraphy competition tomorrow to watch the competition.
He also showed off that his son-in-law drives a Mercedes-Benz, but our son-in-law has no money but wants to save face by borrowing a Maserati, which means that our son-in-law cannot compare to his son-in-law, which really pisses me off."
Wen Laogao puffed his beard and replied with eyes wide open. Only now has he slowly recovered, and his chest is no longer so painful, but when he thinks about it, he is still very angry.
Zhang Qin was immediately furious: "I said he saw me running away, so he came to show off to us.
Isn't it just my uncle who drives a Mercedes-Benz? I also found a turtle for Xiaohui, and she promised to meet tomorrow.
My family still runs a company, and if I can’t afford a luxury car or a mansion, I’ll be so angry at him.”
"Are you really planning to find another one for Xiaohui? But they haven't divorced yet, can Xiaohui agree?" Mr. Wen Chuangao felt that this was not done properly.
Zhang Qin glared at him: "You don't have to worry about this matter. Xiaohui is my daughter, can I still harm her?
Just because Li Yiyang is a loser, we can't hold our heads high no matter what we do. If we don't get divorced, you and I will have to be treated as a joke and a source of conversation by our relatives and neighbors for the rest of our lives."
Upon hearing this, Wen Chuangao sighed and said nothing more.
At this moment, Li Yiyang's call came in.
Zhang Qin saw his wife looking at the phone in a daze and asked: "Who called, why didn't you answer the phone?"
"It's from Li Yiyang." Wen Chuangao said, and when he was about to pick it up, he was stopped by Zhang Qin.
"Hang up. He's definitely not doing anything good on the phone. He might be here to borrow money from us again. I said he spent so much money to buy us things last time."
Wen Chuangao was also angry with Li Yiyang at this moment. If he hadn't been useless, he wouldn't have been so angry with He Laowu just now, and he wouldn't have said anything back.
When Li Yiyang saw his father-in-law hang up the phone, he was not discouraged and called again.
After calling several times like this, Zhang Qin grabbed Wen Chuangao's cell phone impatiently and said displeased: "What are you calling for? We have nothing to say to you, so hurry up and talk to my daughter while you have this time."
Divorce the marriage, maybe I can give you some money if I'm in a good mood."
When Li Yiyang heard his mother-in-law's voice, he felt helpless and kept asking him to get a divorce.
If it had been anyone else, he would have scolded me long ago.
But the mother-in-law is different. She is Xiaohui's biological mother, and she has a strong prejudice against him. It is not easy to get her to change her attitude towards him in a short period of time.
He immediately said patiently: "Mom, can you give your phone to Dad? I have something to tell him."
"Is there something you can't tell me?"
"That's right, I want to ask dad if he would like to go to the calligraphy competition held in the city tomorrow."
"Calligraphy competition? Where to go and what to do? If there's nothing else, I'll give up!" Zhang Qin didn't know much about this business and thought it was some kind of time-wasting entertainment, so she directly rejected it for Wen Chuan Gao.
But when Wen Chuan, a freshman in high school, heard the words calligraphy competition, he couldn't sit still. He stood up, grabbed the phone, and asked hurriedly: "Can you tell me clearly, what is the calligraphy competition?"
Listening to his father-in-law's impatient tone, Li Yiyang knew that he definitely wanted to participate: "Dad, it's like this. I was invited by Mr. Zheng to watch the calligraphy competition tomorrow. He learned from me that you are also interested in calligraphy.
, so let me invite you to come with me."
Wen Chuan, a freshman in high school, didn't react for a while: "Mr. Zheng? Which Mr. Zheng?"
"That's Mr. Zheng Shunyao, who is also a famous contemporary calligrapher. Dad, you should be familiar with him."
After listening to Li Yiyang's answer, Wen Chuangao immediately felt that Li Yiyang was bragging: "With your virtues, Mr. Zheng would invite you? You have become more capable, and now you know how to make fun of me."
Li Yiyang said categorically: "Dad, did I lie to you? I will go to the calligraphy competition tomorrow and you will know."
Wen Chuangao thinks about it too. If it is true, let's see how he can regain face from He Laowu.
Thinking of this, he snorted arrogantly: "Okay, I will go and take a look tomorrow. If you let me know that you are lying to me, see how I teach you a lesson!"
Li Yiyang smiled: "Dad, don't worry, I didn't lie to you!"
"It's best that this is the case. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up." After Wen Chuangao finished speaking, he hung up directly without waiting for Li Yiyang to speak.
"What is Li Yiyang looking for you for?" Zhang Qin asked from the side.
Wen Chuangao explained: "Tomorrow there will be a calligraphy competition in the city, and Mr. Zheng Shunyao, a giant in the calligraphy world, will be the judge.