The husband of a financial tycoon

Early in the morning, Zhuang Xiang rummaged through half of the cabinets. He couldn't find the trousers he was going to wear today, and he dropped the tie in his hand annoyed.

His wife, Liu Xiaoxiang, has been back to her natal home for a month, and it has happened before, when she was wronged and silent, she carried her son back to her natal home, and he didn't want to be used to it this time.But after so long, he had to go get his son back anyway.

Putting on a pair of black trousers casually, Zhuang Xiang came to the dining room and saw that there were soy milk and fried dough sticks on the table. Buy this fritters!"

Being accused early in the morning, Lou Xue was also in a bad mood. She gave birth to 3 sons. She exhausted herself by pulling shit and urine into them and serving them three meals a day. They all said that when the children grow up, the elderly will enjoy their blessings. , she enjoys the blessing of a fart.

"It's all eaten like this. If you don't eat it, don't eat it."

Now Zhuang Xiang was not in the mood to even sit down and drink the soy milk, "I won't come back for dinner, I'll pick up Xiaoxiang and eat at her house."

After leaving this sentence, Zhuang Xiang went to the door to change his shoes.

Lou Xue was even more dissatisfied, "What are you going to pick up? She won't come back if she has the ability! It's as if she has been wronged by our dealer after marrying!"

"Bring Yingda back! When did she know she was wrong, and she should be humble with my mother-in-law before entering my dealer's house."

How can a child leave his mother?And when his wife was at home, she would cook porridge and boil vegetables for him, what about now?Mother Lou Xue didn't even bother to wash a bowl, let alone cook a pot of porridge for him, knowing that he didn't like greasy breakfast since he was a child.

Zhuang Xiang: "If you don't want her to come back, who will come? If she leaves for a month, I won't be able to have breakfast for a month. Who do I count on?"

Lou Xue was even more dissatisfied, and she didn't care about what she said, as if no one was talking at home every day, she kept complaining to her son Zhuang Xiang, "Who's wife doesn't cook breakfast? She can cook? She doesn't know what to do. Cook you a porridge, what else can she do? My grandson can't teach it well!"

The son raised by herself was ridiculed to be inferior to his daughter-in-law. The more Lou Xue thought about it, the more she said angrily: "Your son is only 3 years old, and he was taught by that woman Liu Xiaoxiang to drag Xiao Xing's son under the swing! It's such a big bag! If it wasn't for her good teaching, would I be looked down upon by my siblings?"

Zhuang Xiang asked in surprise: "Xiao Xing's son fell from the swing, did Yingda do it?"

Zhuang Xing didn't go to the company the next day because his son was knocked on the head. His secretary was gossiping at the company that the boss is a good family man, so he also heard some rumors.

Thinking about it this way, Zhuang Xiang felt something was wrong. No wonder Xiao Xing was lukewarm when he met Xiao Xing in the company several times, so it turned out that it was because his son hurt Xiao Xing's son?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this might be the case!Zhuang Xiang didn't think about the safety helmet at all.

Lou Xue replied: "Who else could it be? Just your son and others in the yard. The baby was only 8 months old and hadn't stood up yet. His bones were soft. Your son told me he wanted to Sitting on a swing, he pulled people down."

Lou Xue said "your son" in mouth, as if she was not Xiao Yingda's real grandmother, Lou Xue then complained: "You said you insisted on marrying such a woman, who didn't even graduate from high school, what did you teach my grandson to be? What’s wrong? Because of this, as long as I take Yingda to my younger sibling’s house, the gate of the courtyard will not be opened.”

"Then I'll just bring Yingda back tonight." Zhuang Xiang suppressed his anger and rushed to work.

When he arrived at the company, he had a ghost in his heart, and felt that his cousin Zhuang Xing looked at him with indifference.The more he thinks like this, the more angry he feels in his heart. Who else can Zhuang Xiang, a wimp, blame?His wife Liu Xiaoxiang chant.

Zhuang Xing finished the regular meeting and said to Zhuang Fei: "Brother Fei, come to my office for a get-together."

The boss said 'Juju', the secretary went to the tea room to make tea in a sensible way, came out with two cups of tea and saw Zhuang Xiang coming to the boss's office, she hurriedly said softly: "Minister Zhuang, there are guests in Mr. Zhuang, if you No hurry, let me convey it to you first?"

"Oh, that's okay, I'll come back later." Zhuang Xiang nodded with a smile, turned around and asked after leaving, "By the way, who is inside?"

Secretary: "Manager Zhuang is also your cousin."

Zhuang Xiang turned around unnaturally and left, he was even more sure that this kid Zhuang Fei must be opportunistic.

He felt that it was a pity that his son Yingda's little hand was pulled, and his mother had no chance to get close to Zhuang Xing's family.

Zhuang Fei sat on the leather sofa and took a look at the chairman's office. The meticulous painting on the wall was very artistic; there was an easel in the corner, which should be the one Zhuang Xing recognized his younger brother; there were also a few baby toys on the desk. The solemn office adds some warmth.

Zhuang Xing unbuttoned his cuffs and said, "How is Brother Fei? If you have any good suggestions at work, feel free to ask them if you need them."

Zhuang Fei withdrew his gaze, looked into his cousin's eyes and replied: "It's good, but I don't need a car. It's very convenient for me to ride a bicycle, and I'm used to it. Just save the money and give the workers extra meals."

After hearing what his cousin said, Zhuang Xing laughed undisguisedly. Seeing Zhuang Fei restrained, he explained: "It's very good. It's good that you can think about things from the perspective of an employee. If you mention yours, I, as a company, will As a decision-maker, I choose to accept or reject from the perspective of the company’s sustainable development. Therefore, if Brother Fei has any ideas, he will openly say that there must be someone who stands on a different angle from me, and we can be more perfect if we combine the two.”

Only then did Zhuang Fei feel relieved and took a sip of tea.

Zhuang Xing continued: "When you get off work, you run to the construction site, and I can't find a chance to chat with you, so I take this opportunity to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Fei was curious.

"I followed up the project with my own hands. Seeing that it has become normal, it's time for me to return to the Shanghai headquarters. Therefore, I want Brother Fei to control the situation in the island city, but I will come back every other month or so."

All men are ambitious, Zhuang Fei must be tempted, but he also has concerns.

Zhuang Fei: "But... I used to take a group of brothers who plastered walls, this..."

"Brother Fei, you are responsible and down-to-earth. This is what I admire the most. I am in charge of financial investment. I didn't know how to build a bridge project when I was competing for it. I just wanted to build a high-quality and safe bridge. To whom, I I don’t feel at ease. Therefore, I will pay for the construction of the bridge, and I will find no one. I must ask for the best, because this bridge will carry countless lives, not only my family, but also hundreds of thousands of Zhuangzhou people. .”

Looking at his cousin in front of him, Zhuang Fei felt inferior for the first time.Zhuang Xing is eloquent, confident and mature. If he goes to a university to give a speech, Zhuang Fei believes that Zhuang Xing will definitely be the idol of the younger generation.

"Brother Fei, you are very similar to me. We all have the mentality of doing things and doing things well, and we can't be sloppy at all. Besides, Brother Fei, you are more detailed than me, so I leave this to you, I I'm very relieved." Zhuang Xing finished speaking and looked at Zhuang Fei.

I have to say that Zhuang Xing's vision of seeing people is too poisonous, and he is naturally suitable for a high position.Inspired all of Zhuang Fei's enthusiasm, Zhuang Fei wanted to swear and devote himself to the bridge construction project.

After Zhuang Xing arranged the work, he said inadvertently: "Brother Fei, if you find that there is something difficult to handle in any department, please call me at any time, and we brothers can discuss it."

Zhuang Fei didn't understand his hint at this time, he just nodded his head repeatedly as it was an ordinary instruction.

This weekend, Zhuang Xing was driving, and Shen Xiuzhu was sitting in the back seat holding the little bamboo shoot. Today, he was going to the hospital to vaccinate the little bamboo shoot.

He has to get vaccinated almost every few months, and Little Bamboo Shoot doesn't know that the part he hates the most is coming again.Shen Xiuzhu deliberately teased the baby, and poked the tender arm of the little bamboo shoot with his index finger.

"I'll get an injection later, can you promise Dad not to cry?" Shen Xiuzhu asked earnestly while holding his son's little face.

Little Bamboo Shoot shook his head and struggled away, babbling, no one could understand what he was saying.

"Then let's make an agreement, don't cry." Shen Xiuzhu pulled the thumb out of the little bamboo shoot's mouth.

Little Bamboo Shoot protested: "Ah!" and continued to stuff his thumb into his mouth.

Shen Xiuzhu poked the fleshy little claws of the small bamboo shoots, and there were several dimples on the back of the fat hands, which looked tender and soft.

The little bamboo shoot couldn't bear the disturbance, and held his father's knuckle fingers with his backhand. Shen Xiuzhu pursed his lips and smiled, and then couldn't help but lower his head to suck the tender face of the little bamboo shoot.

Zhuang Xing raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror, feeling very soft in his heart.

As a result, how happy the little bamboo shoot was in the car, how miserable it was when the injection was given.

"Wow... ah..." Little Bamboo Shoot opened its mouth wide, tears streaming down.

The family of three was particularly eye-catching, but as a result, Xiaozhusun cried all the way out of the hospital, inevitably being watched all the way.

The little bamboo shoot kept kicking in his father's arms to protest, and Shen Xiuzhu hugged the little fat man tightly, kissing and coaxing him at the same time. "Don't cry, don't cry, after the injection, our bamboo shoots will be healthy and healthy, okay?"

In order to coax his son, Shen Xiuzhu took the child to the New World Department Store. There were a few rocking carts at the door. Put the small bamboo shoots in, put in a one-yuan coin, and the cart would shake back and forth for 10 minutes. Finally, the small bamboo shoots smiled again. .

Zhuang Xing made a fake gesture of pinching his son's little face, and said, "Just like your father, it's really coaxing."

Shen Xiuzhu laughed proudly at the side.

It's a pity that Zhuangzhou Island is not developed enough, the transportation is inconvenient, and there is no small hamburger and iced cola that Shen Xiuzhu especially wanted to eat, so the family of three went to the restaurant next to the botanical garden for lunch at noon.

After eating, Zhuang Xing hugged the small bamboo shoots, and on his tall and broad shoulders lay a little meat dumpling. The little meat dumpling shook his head curiously to look at the colorful flowers in the botanical garden.

The weather on Chuang Tzu Island is especially suitable for growing fruit because of the abundant sunshine.And the islanders know a little secret that the last batch of watermelons is the sweetest each year.

So passing by the watermelon shed, Shen Xiuzhu went in first and wanted to carry a big watermelon back.At this time, the unicorn melon is an explosive product, and it will crack if it is lightly tapped, because it is too ripe.

Shen Xiuzhu was still picking watermelons, when he heard the sound of his son's little bamboo shoots giggling, he turned around to look.

Good guy, Zhuang Xing pinched the little bamboo shoot's armpit and let his little feet step on his instep. The little bamboo shoot stretched out its fleshy arms, patted one paw, and slapped 5 or 6 watermelons !

When the little bamboo shoot heard the sound of the watermelon cracking, it laughed "Ka Ka Ka...".

Shen Xiuzhu came over anxiously: "Zhuang Xing! Just let him go, there are so many watermelons, if you buy them back, they will go bad and go to waste!"

He seldom called his brother by his name directly, and he was really in a hurry.

Zhuang Xing held the little bamboo shoot in his arms, the little bamboo shoot was shy and reluctant, and wanted to pat some more watermelons, "Hmm! Humph...wow..."

Zhuang Xing kissed his son, and then said: "I bought everything in this shed, and I arranged for someone to take it to the construction site. It's so hot, so I can relieve the workers from the heat."

As if he had done a good deed unintentionally, Shen Xiuzhu went over and pinched the fat and soft claws of the small bamboo shoot, and scolded him: "How old are you? You will spend money!"

The little bamboo shoot opened its small mouth and looked at Dad in a daze, "Ah!"

Zhuang Xing looked at the two babies fondly.

In the end, all the unicorn melons in this shed were picked by the staff, and they were loaded into trucks and sent to the project site, including the big watermelon with five small bamboo shoots, and the remaining one, Shen Xiuzhu, who was taken home.