Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Deng Wei dodged in time, and Old Deng punched the bench and frowned in pain.

"Old Deng, don't do it." Han Yue stopped him, "You two should talk properly. I'll wait over there."

"Xiao Wei, let me say this again in front of you today. I absolutely will not take anything from your house." Without waiting for Deng Wei to speak again, Han Yue turned and left.

Lao Deng and Han Yue discussed the house issue.

He meant to give the house to his son in the end, but Han Yue said that it doesn't matter whether he gave it earlier or later, and now Old Deng and she have another place to live, so it would be better to give the old house to Deng Wei in advance to prevent Deng Wei from worrying about it all the time.

The most important thing is that Han Yue doesn't want to be picked on by Deng Wei because of this matter. It's too annoying.

"Okay, I'll sign. Aunt Han has already advised me to transfer the house to your name as soon as possible." Lao Deng compromised.

The most precious thing his father had given him had completely dissipated Deng Wei's worries.

He walked happily to Han Yue and took the initiative to invite Han Yue to have dinner together in the evening.

In order to give face to Old Deng, Han Yue agreed.

Deng Wei said by the way: "Why don't I call Fu Jingsheng and the others, I'll treat them, and we can eat together."

"Sure. We'll have to deal with each other in the future." Seeing that his son wanted to take the initiative to invite Fu Jingsheng and others, Old Deng naturally supported him.

Han Yue did not make the decision for her son, so she said, "Ask them if they have time."

Deng Wei made an appointment with Fu Jingsheng.

Fu Jingsheng also made an appointment with Fu Jingchen. In a sense, the three of them are relatives.

Both men agreed not to bring their wives.

Fu Jingsheng, who is doing business, has an aura when he walks.

Deng Wei felt oppressed, but he couldn't lose in momentum. In order to hide his nervousness, he pretended to play with his mobile phone. It was not until Fu Jingsheng spoke first that he raised his head and looked at Fu Jingsheng and greeted him.

Fu Jingchen followed.

The two brothers entertained Deng Wei together, which gave Deng Wei enough face. This made Deng Wei feel that other people’s sons were really good.

During the dinner, Deng Wei kept asking questions, but Fu Jingsheng, who had been in the business world for many years, not only answered them flawlessly, but also outwitted Deng Wei everywhere.

Fu Jingchen also formed a united front with his brother, saying that our company is a small business and can make enough profit from a house a year. Fu Jingchen said that in order to thank his adoptive mother for raising him, he planned to buy her a house at the end of the year.

These words were a slap in Deng Wei's face. One asked the old man for something, and the other gave something to the old man.

He smiled bitterly: "It seems that I should return to China for development. There are more opportunities in China."

When Han Yue heard her two sons vying to buy her a car and a house, she couldn't hold back her smile. She said she didn't need so many houses, and at the same time, these two people were really adding to her burden. The house had to be cleaned.

Deng Wei was on pins and needles.

He didn't know how he managed to hold on until the end of the meal.

Deng Wei checked into the hotel that night, took a photo of the agreement and sent it to his wife.

Zhou Man zoomed in and took a look. She didn't expect her father-in-law to agree so readily. She quickly called Deng Wei and asked him how it went so smoothly.

Deng Wei talked about the meal.

"Sure, they're so noble. This shabby house is worth at least three million in Tiancheng. It's just right that they don't like it. You can come back as soon as possible. You'll have the house. The rest of the money is a small amount. If you can't get it, forget it." Zhou Man was fine as long as she didn't lose money.

"Manman, I don't think they want dad's money. This is not an act. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Fu Jingsheng doesn't seem to be bragging. Although the new company has been established for a short time, it has already started to make money. Fu Jingchen has been stable. If we get along well with them, maybe they can help me get rich one day." Deng Wei thought about it carefully. He was just an ordinary worker. There were benefits and no harm in clinging to Fu Jingsheng and others.

What's more, the Fu family has Rong Yan as a cash cow, so there is really no need to keep an eye on her father's money.

Zhou Man has an aloof personality. Even though she is not rich, she will not go against her own wishes and curry favor with rich people.

"If you want to go, you go. I won't go. What's wrong with having money? Does being rich make you superior to others?" Zhou Man looked disdainful.

"That's not what I meant. In case we return to China to develop in the future, it would be better to have connections in Tiancheng. Didn't you say that? Maybe you won't want to stay abroad after you turn 40." Deng Wei counted the number of years until he turned 40.

"Let me do it. I don't care." Deng Wei didn't think face was worth much.

"It's up to you." Zhou Man couldn't influence her husband's thoughts.

Deng Wei smiled and said, "Wife, I know what's going on."

When Fu Jingsheng returned home, he reeked of alcohol.

Rong Yan was worried that he and Deng Wei would have a quarrel, but after seeing her husband's expression, Rong Yan felt relieved.

"It looks like there was no conflict," she said as she hung her husband's coat on a hanger.

"What kind of conflict is this?" Fu Jingsheng wondered.

"I'm afraid you won't like what Deng Wei said, so I'll beat him up." Rong Yan wanted to make a phone call at night, but she felt it would be bad to disturb their conversation.

"How is that possible? But what Deng Wei said today really deserves a beating. I won't bother with him. If I argue with him with my status, it would make me look uncultured." Fu Jingsheng praised himself.

"Yes, you are the most generous." Rong Yan lay on Fu Jingsheng's shoulder and said, "Husband, Xingzhi has gone home. It's just the two of us tonight. I'll tell you in advance. Have a good rest. It hurts so much today."

Rongyan didn't recover for a whole day. She felt pain whenever she went to the bathroom.

"I can't do it today either." Fu Jingsheng burped. "I rested at home for half a day, and walked around the workshop in the afternoon, but my legs were still shaking."

"That's good." Rong Yan took her husband's arm, "Then take a shower and go to bed early? I've already taken a shower. It's still early today. I'll use my phone to write a book for a while."

Fu Jingsheng sat drowsily in the bathtub.

Rongyan finished writing a chapter and then noticed that her husband hadn't come out yet.

She went to check and found that Fu Jingsheng was actually asleep.

"Jingsheng." Rong Yan shouted while shaking Fu Jingsheng's shoulders.

The man was awakened and kicked his feet: "What's wrong?"

"You fell asleep in the bathtub and the water is cold. Hurry up and take a shower with hot water and then go to bed." Rong Yan drained the cold water in the bathtub and turned on the hot shower for her husband.

Fu Jingsheng rubbed his eyes: "Oh, I fell asleep, no need to wash it."

He wrapped himself in a towel and went back to his room.

That night, the two of them slept soundly.

So much so that when the mother-in-law came to bring them breakfast the next morning, they didn't hear the doorbell.

The alarm rang again and again before Rong Yan sat up.

Fu Jingsheng stretched himself and woke up after going to bed early, feeling refreshed.

"It seems I can't stay up late." The man said, "No matter how much I try to make up for it during the day, I still feel very tired. I went to bed early yesterday, and now I feel very energetic. By the way, honey, did you tell me where you were in pain yesterday?"

"No, no." Rong Yan no longer felt any pain, and she didn't want to discuss that issue so early in the morning.

"Okay, get up." Fu Jingsheng got out of bed.