Nouveau riche love story

Father Shang was unconvinced: "What's the matter with my name? You said that I gave his surname 'up' because he was not good enough. Isn't this name good? When I heard such a thing, I subconsciously covered it." butt."

Ji Feiyun took a sip of milk and said: "There is no problem with the surname. But Gu Tan, what is the meaning of the word 'Tan'? There is a 'Sun' on the top and Shang Yunjie's 'Yun' on the bottom. This does not mean that your son is at the bottom."

"How do you know which Tan he is?" Shang Yunjie was furious.

Ji Feiyun didn't lift his face, and said in a neutral tone: "Guess".

"Damn! Is there a brother like you? What if he is spittoon spit? No, what he is has nothing to do with me."

With a smile on his face, Ji Feiyun said in a warm voice: "Unfortunately, I acted as a criminal policeman in my last play. I lived in the police force for a while, and I probably met that Officer Gu you mentioned."

"How are you?" Father Shang asked attentively as if he was asking about his son-in-law.

"It's pretty good. He's an upright person with a combination of leniency and strictness. He must have some ability to achieve this position at a young age. The most important thing is that he has grown up well, so he should be able to catch your eyes."

Father Shang nodded: "Well, that's good. Yunjie's temperament is hard for me to control. It's good to find someone who can be a criminal police officer."

Shang·Ignored·Little Poor·Unloveable·Yun Jie, with tears in his nose, looked at his brother and father who were chatting happily and his younger brother who was watching the fun with a gossip face, suddenly Feel - life is not worth it!

He sniffed his nose, wiped away a handful of tears, touched down, lifted the hem of his jacket, and pulled out a bright red belt from his waist that was exclusive to the year of birth.

The chair was moved away, and the dead soul dragged a body to a two-meter-high rockery decoration on the side of the hall.

When the big red belt was hanging on the rockery, it was sunny outside, and the family of three were happily drinking soup and soy milk.

Shang Yunjie felt that the sunshine and the "beautiful" family atmosphere were a bit dazzling, tears were hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he wanted to hang his neck on his belt.

"Yunjie!" Mr. Shang shouted.

Shang Yunjie's tears flowed even more violently, thinking to himself, although my father loves me every day, he really still loves me at this critical moment!This is the constant bond of flesh and blood!

"Dad~"

Shang Hao said heartbrokenly: "Don't play with that rockery, you are so heavy, and then I broke the top, it's worth a lot of money to buy~"

Shang Yunjie: ...

"What are you still doing standing there? Xiaochen found it back. You should read your book, read your book, and do your job well. If you don't do your job well, be careful that I will pack your luggage with you Pack it up and let the police take care of it."

"Dad, I'm actually not my own, am I?" Shang Yunjie looked up at the ceiling and laughed angrily.

Mr. Shang: "Oh, I'll take you to the hospital for testing another day."

Shang Yunjie: ...

The life of the Shang family is not as stressful as Shang Xiaochen expected, and it is not as exaggerated as in the idol drama ten years ago, with dozens of servants coming in and out, living in a luxurious house like a palace.

Father Shang is very easy-going. Although the eldest brother Ji Feiyun likes to dig holes, he treats him well. The second brother Shang Yunjie is actually quite funny except for the first time he took him to a nightclub, which was scary.

On the first day of living in Shang's house, his mobile phone reminded him that there was a sum of money in his bank card.

He counted the trailing zeros tremblingly, his heart was so happy that he was flying to the clouds, and then he paid off the ant's money and ant's loan without even thinking about it.

In the next two days, Father Shang asked him to rest at home, and then took him to familiarize himself with his family's property.

It is a large company responsible for import and export. Shang Xiaochen also worked as a property manager in a large company before, so when he walked into the office area, he was not too excited to be honest.

This kind of office model, working environment, and large enterprises in Q City are similar. In fact, there is another main reason why he is not too excited, that is, he thinks from the bottom of his heart that these things belong to his father, not him. asset.

If the company is really given to him, he really doesn't have the shoulders to take on such a big list.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. He understands the reason why you don't have to do porcelain work without diamonds.

Fortunately, Father Shang did not put any pressure on him. He said that he certainly hoped that his son would work in the company, but if he has other careers he loves, he should realize his dream.

Not so much that all this is as beautiful as a dream, but Shang Xiaochen thinks that he has never had such a good dream.

Zhang Song is very busy these days. The project in Xinjiang is not yet finished, and he has already joined the project in Hangzhou. The year is coming, and the salary has risen a bit, which makes people more motivated to earn money.

Shang Xiaochen really wanted to tell him about the changes in his life now, but the other party was always busy.

He felt a little regretful, as if he shared his happy and flustered state with him. Zhang Song was the most tempered friend he had in these years, not one of them.

When the first snow fell in Q City, Shang Xiaochen was nestling in Dr. Chen's house behind Q University, holding a bowl of porridge.

The corn porridge with chestnut ribs is very fragrant, and the cold shredded white radish and crispy sweet and sour pot buns are also very delicious.

Chen Jing'an's culinary skills are actually not top-notch, but it happened to meet Shang Xiaochen's appetite.

This young son of the Shang family, who can be regarded as rich now, looks like someone who has never eaten in eight hundred lifetimes. He said more than a dozen words in 10 minutes, "It's so delicious~"

He completely forgot his father's instructions, and came to use Chen Jing'an's relationship to communicate with Lin Ruoshui, who had accidentally provoked anger.

Holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea, Chen Jingan smiled and watched the food so sweet and hot, with a shallow smile, he may not have seen someone love his food so much for many years.

It was getting late, and the cold wind was blowing in through the gaps in the windows that were not pouring in. Chen Jing'an was afraid of hitting the people who were eating hard, so he got up to close the windows.

He walked to the window door, glanced out, turned around and said with a smile: "It's snowing."

"Ah?" Shang Xiaochen barely pulled his face out of the rice bowl, and ran over excitedly with his bowl of pork rib porridge.

"This is the first snow this winter." He stared at the crystal outside, smiling like a child, and the light that had flickered since eating seemed to be brighter.

The snowflakes slowly covered the earth with a layer of white, which is so beautiful that it is covered with silver.

Q City is not like the bustling Q City, but instead exudes the elegance of quiet still water and long flow.

Standing by the window, Shang Xiaochen drank porridge and looked at Xue with a smile. When he turned his head, he saw the man next to him, who was also looking at Xue, and gave him a profile.

Shang Xiaochen took a closer look at this man who had just come out of the kitchen stove not long ago, his eyes carefully outlined the shape of his forehead, bridge of nose, and peak of his lips. This is probably the kind of person "Yushu Linfeng" talked about. he thinks.