My Life Can Hang

"That's impossible. For such an expensive car, I can just sit in the front."

Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother were shocked. Although they had never seen any good cars in the countryside, they had seen Mercedes-Benz and BMW.

Compared with this car, Mercedes-Benz BMW is not a class at all.

"Cars are for people to sit on."

When Chen Dongcheng said this, the two old men were too embarrassed to say anything, but they sat a little trembling.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Pang Zhengyang asked in a low voice, "Boss, go to the hotel first?"

"Well, let the uncle and aunt wash the dust first."

"No, it doesn't cost anything."

Father Zhuang spoke up from behind, for fear that Chen Dongcheng would spend more money.

"Uncle, don't refuse, Man Ting is also waiting for your second elder at the hotel."

Father Zhuang was stunned and looked at Mother Zhuang.

Years of tacit understanding, let the old couple guess that this person in front of them is probably their son-in-law.

The son-in-law treats guests, and he can't refuse.

Father Zhuang was also a little relieved, and even his sitting posture relaxed a lot.

Pang Zhengyang drove steadily and quickly, Zhuang's father quietly touched Zhuang's mother: "What do you think about this young man?"

"Of course, if you don't look at how expensive this car is, it's obviously the driver. I'm afraid people will not look down on our Manting."

Mother Zhuang was worried, her girl was not bad looking, but her family might not be worthy of others.

Father Zhuang also sighed, somewhat remorseful and somewhat helpless.

At the hotel, the Bentley stopped.

Chen Dongcheng opened the car door, and the two old men were stunned when they got out of the car.

Looking at the group of waiters who greeted us at the door, Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother were a little nervous.

"Mr. Chen, Tang Pavilion's private room has been reserved for you, and Miss Zhuang is waiting for you."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Dongcheng is now the top member of Langting Group.

Even if you don't open the presidential suite, you can still use the Tang Pavilion box, which is the advantage of spending more money in a group.

Xie Jingyu was also among the group of people at the door, nodded slightly to Chen Dongcheng, and then gave each waiter a hundred dollars.

Just a point like that, and more than 1000 will be gone.

Seeing Zhuang's father and mother, Zhuang's mother couldn't help but muttered in her heart, how rich is my son-in-law's family to be able to spend so much?

Almost all the waiters greeted with smiles all the way, so that the old couple could feel that the service of the hotel can be so good.

Of course, this is also due to Chen Dongcheng's generosity, coupled with the fact that he is a top member of the Langting Group, that's why he has such a service attitude.

Regardless of the reason, as long as Zhuang Manting's parents are satisfied, Chen Dongcheng will naturally be satisfied.

Chapter 114. 114. The value of this transaction

When you arrive at the box, the decoration of the box is elegant and luxurious, and the atmosphere is graceful.

When Zhuang Manting saw her parents, she rushed over in surprise: "Dad, Mom."

"Manting."

The old couple were also happy. They hadn't seen their daughter for almost half a year, and they thought very much.

But the train ticket for a trip to Pengcheng is too expensive. The old couple would rather count the calendar at home every day than buy a train ticket.

"Mom and dad, this is my boyfriend, Chen Dongcheng."

Zhuang Manting took Chen Dongcheng's hand with a shy face, and introduced Chen Dongcheng's identity to her parents.

"Hello, Xiao Chen."

Although Father Zhuang had a vague feeling of this with his wife when he came.

Raised daughter finally has a lover, both happy and empty.

"Uncle, you and aunt sit first, and I will arrange for the chef to prepare dinner for the two of you."

Chen Dongcheng nodded to Jerry, Jerry exited the room knowingly, and closed the door of the box.

Father Zhuang wanted to ask Zhuang Manting, but seeing that Chen Dongcheng was also there, he couldn't ask.

"Xiao Chen, can you tell me what your family does?"

After thinking about it, Father Zhuang still felt that it would be good to know Chen Dongcheng's family, and he and his wife were prepared.

"My family runs a small supermarket, which is not very large."

"Small supermarket?"

Father Zhuang doesn't think that a small supermarket can make Chen Dongcheng spend so much money, at least tens of millions, right?

"Dad, don't ask so many questions. We are doing fine now. Let's start a business together."

Zhuang Manting is to reveal a message to the old couple.

Mother Zhuang quietly pulled Zhuang Manting aside and asked in a low voice, "You two live together?"

"what?"

Zhuang Manting blushed, but still admitted: "We've lived together for a while."

"You girl, you are confused."

Mother Zhuang didn't dare to be too loud, and whispered: "You handed over yourself before you get married. How will you marry in the future?"

"I don't want to marry him."

Zhuang Manting smiled and comforted Mother Zhuang: "Mom, don't worry, he is really good to me."

"you……"

Mother Zhuang sighed: "Forget it, your child has a right mind and has been out since he was a child. Mom just hopes that you can find a good family in peace, not asking them to be rich, just treat you well."

"mom……"

Zhuang Manting's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Okay, don't make people laugh, but since you both live together, do you have any plans to get married?"

Mother Zhuang patted the back of Zhuang Manting's hand and asked again.

"Not yet, we are still young, I want to wait a few more years."

"You thought you were 18. You are 26. If you don't get married, you will become an old girl."

Mother Zhuang was so angry, looking at Chen Dongcheng who was chatting with his wife, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"This guy is not bad. He doesn't mean to look down on me and your father. He looks very handsome. Why don't you serve dim sum?"

"Mom, he's younger than me."

Zhuang Manting really had no choice but to tell the truth.

"How much smaller?"

"8 is old."

"How many?"

Mother Zhuang thought she had heard it wrong, and raised her voice unconsciously.

Zhuang Manting was a little embarrassed, and said again: "He is 8 years younger than me, and he has just entered the freshman year."

This kid is a freshman?

Mother Zhuang turned her head and looked at it for a long time, but she didn't think Chen Dongcheng looked frizzy at all.

Very calm, well-spoken, dressed in a black suit, doesn't look so tender.

"Oh, you said you..."

Mother Zhuang didn't even know how to say that she was a good girl.

Generally, men eat tender grass. How can my family become my own girl eating tender grass.

"Mom, he's still 4 years away from the legal marriage. I'm not in a hurry. When I'm 30, we'll get married, okay?"

Zhuang Manting was coaxing her, and she wasn't sure whether she could get married with Chen Dongcheng.

After all, four years is indeed a long time.

"That's fine, as long as he treats you well."

Mother Zhuang's voice changed and said, "However, although the marriage won't be so early, if you want to have a child, my dad and I can help bring it along."

"Mom, what did you say?"

Zhuang Manting glanced at Chen Dongcheng secretly, and then whispered: "I don't want to have a child so early, my work has just started, and it will be a few years later, okay?"

"You are just spoiled by me."

What can Mother Zhuang say, her daughter is a piece of meat that fell from her body.

Originally, the old couple felt that their daughter's life was hard enough.

Now that I have met such a good son-in-law, it is considered a transfer, and it is too late to be happy.

Apart from being a little younger, nothing else to say.

The dinner was hosted by Zeng Chaojing himself, who gave Zhuang's father and mother a taste of authentic Cantonese cuisine.

The old couple were full of praise, especially at the end of the dinner, Zeng Chao came over to make a toast, which made the old couple feel more face.

After the meal, Chen Dongcheng and Zhuang Manting both drank, but Xie Jingyu and Pang Zhengyang were there.