To You, My Beloved

Dad! Feng Yiyi blushed and her tone was a bit coquettish.

Tang Shi squinted his eyes and smiled, his expression becoming more and more relaxed and natural. He picked up the teacup and took a slow sip of tea: According to the fact that Uncle Feng has strong assets behind him, the person Yiyi will marry in the future will also have a good family background. Excellent, why would you mind the little money Yiyi spent?

Tang Shi mouthed Yiyi, and a layer of shyness appeared on Feng Yiyi's face.

Mr. Feng was also elated by Tang Shi's intimate shout. He picked up the teapot with a smile and poured a cup of tea for Tang Shi himself: Although you say this, you can't be so arrogant about this child, otherwise How to run a household in the future, we still need to be disciplined and disciplined.”

Tang Shi curled his lips, but did not answer these words.

Mr. Feng then continued to pick up the signature pen, opened the signature page of the contract, and wrote his name in the signature column.

Tang Shi held the teacup, lowered his eyes, and looked at Mr. Feng's signature written smoothly as if he were painting. Suddenly, he asked a question without looking for any boundaries: Uncle Feng, how has the Gu family been doing in the past few years?

Of course Mr. Feng knew the news about Gu Qingcheng's return and had been paying attention to Gu's news. Now when he heard Tang Shi suddenly ask about Gu, his heart skipped a beat, but his expression looked calm: Why did Ah Shi suddenly think about it? Are you up, Mrs. Gu?

Nothing... Tang Shi said with some understatement: It's just that I haven't heard from Gu for a long time, so I asked casually. After all, I can't get into a small and inconspicuous company like this, so I won't pay too much attention to it. .”

Not on the stage, inconspicuous...

These two adjectives made Mr. Feng feel a little happy in his heart. He turned the pen in his hand and said hypocritically: Gu's is also a big company, but the business has been sluggish in the past two years. You’re not allowed to get up at any time.”

You can't tell when you'll get up? Tang Shi repeated Mr. Feng's words in a low voice, then sneered and said with a bit of disdain: It's just before he died. It’s just a pointless struggle.”

Seeing Tang Shi's expression, Mr. Feng felt even more relieved. It seemed that Gu Qingcheng's return might not be able to save the Gu family.

Tang Shi continued as if chatting casually: I heard that Mr. Gu has been looking for bank loans recently.

With those two sentences from Tang Shi just now, Mr. Feng was not pretending this time: Many bank presidents would hide away as much as they could when seeing Gu Zhengnan when they see Gu Zhengnan.

Tang Shi looked very interested: Really?

Mr. Feng also thought that Tang Shi was very interested: Ah Shi, you don't even know how Gu Zhengnan managed to please those bank presidents in the first place. He was so groveling.

Tang Shi held the teacup with his fingers and paused slightly. Then he raised the teacup smoothly and hid his pause by drinking tea.

Ah Shi, as you said, Gu's death will happen sooner or later. Gu Zhengnan is just dying now. Most of his clients are bothered by him now, and they are reluctant to give him alms. Cooperate with him... Mr. Feng said as he signed the remaining two contracts, then spread out the contracts one by one to the signature page and pushed them in front of Tang Shi: