Shang Fuhai finally made an appointment with Yu Jianlin on the phone to meet on Wednesday. The two of them had nothing else to do, so they hung up the phone.

"Grandpa, uncle, let's go down to have some meals. After dinner, we will take a look at the night market in the capital and enjoy the nightlife in the big city?" Shang Fuhai put his cell phone in his pocket, looked at Zhou Qingli and Shang Jianjun and said softly.

Zhou Qingli looked at the grandson and smiled directly: "What's so good about it? It's just like that. Why don't you go to have a meal and bring me some back. I, the old man with my arms and legs, will not drag you down."

Shang Fuhai doesn’t like to listen to this, what does it mean to hold back?

Where does the family come from?

"Grandpa, if you don't go, I won't go. I'll see what dishes are sold in the small supermarket below. I'll buy some to make some for you." Shang Fuhai said with his neck stammering.

Zhou Qingli raised his hand and pointed him: "What is your child now? You are still so willful."

Shang Fuhai smiled 'hehe': "Grandpa, I don't like to listen to what you said. Even if I become the richest man one day, won't you become the richest man' his grandfather? Right? Your identity will be very different by then."

"Good grandson, you can speak with your mouth. Let's go, don't drag everyone to hungry for me, an old man, and go down to eat something." Zhou Qingli said.

He knew very well that if he dragged on like this, the others would be embarrassed to continue.

This place is backed by a large hospital and has many surrounding communities, but there are more hotels to stay and restaurants to eat.

What are Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine? Looking at the various words written on the plaques of the restaurants along the street, what a guy, are these dishes from all over the country almost there?

The two monks Shang Fuhai and Brother Fugui don’t care about anything, they can taste any taste, but the two brothers Zhou Qingli and the monk Jianjun are not.

Hu Guohua just told them not to eat foods that are more irritating. The ones that are spicy will definitely be useless. The ones that are sweet are worried about increasing blood sugar. He continued to walk forward and suddenly saw a specialty restaurant with the words "Donkey Meat Restaurant".

Shang Fuhai thought of the proverb of "Eating donkey meat, be healthy and long-lasting". He turned his head and asked Mr. Zhou Qingli, saying, "Grandpa, why don't we go and eat some donkey meat? I'll let the stew in the store and you can chew it."

"Okay, listen to you, I can eat whatever I want." The old man's request was not high.

I am older, my stomach is not digestible, my teeth are not very good, and I can’t eat many things anymore.

Shang Fuhai asked him again about his uncle and his father, but neither of them had any objections, and the eldest brother Shang Fugui's opinion was directly ignored.

In this wave, there were three Sun Qingde and the others, and there were 8 people in total. Sun Qingde went to the store to ask for a room. There were many people eating here, and there were two big men, Gao Yubao and Zou Liangliang, and no one noticed the specialness of Shang Fuhai and the others.

After having dinner in this donkey meat restaurant, Shang Fuhai proposed to take a walk nearby, but his grandfather Zhou Qingli couldn't bear it anymore, and the idea of ​​visiting the night market in Beijing was not realized.

After helping grandpa back, he settled him down early.

My father Shang Yong and his uncle Shang Jianjun watched TV in the living room for a while and went to rest.

Only the two brothers Shang Fugui and Shang Fuhai were left sitting on the sofa in the living room and talking.

"Fuhai, if you have something to do, you can go and do it. I can take my second uncle and the others out for a walk tomorrow." Shang Fugui said.

Shang Fuhai shook his head and smiled for a while: "Brother, it's okay, it's not a day or half a day."

Hearing my uncle and brother say this, Shang Fugui no longer mentioned this.

The two brothers chatted in the living room for a while, and before they knew it, they talked about Baofei Convenience Store and Baoshun Logistics again.

Shang Fugui was filled with emotion, and for a moment he remembered the days when he drove a truck to transport alone in the wind and rain. That hardship was really something that ordinary people could understand.

Thinking about today's days, I still feel like I'm in a dream.

"Brother, if we hadn't had you, my brother wouldn't know where to make a living. Your sister-in-law might be considering which training class to enroll your niece, Xixi, is a little cheaper, hey!"

When Shang Fuhai heard this, he felt something was wrong. What is this for? Recalling bitterness and thinking about sweetness?

"Brother, what are you saying? Take it back quickly. If this happens, I will go out to find a place to drink." Shang Fuhai pointed to the door, not knowing what the relationship between these two things was.

Shang Fugui nodded and said, "Okay, I will say the last sentence. Go back and say to my brother and sister. I am the eldest brother, I have no great ability, but I will definitely keep this family business for you."

Shang Fuhai's hand that reached out to hold the cup to drink water stopped in the air. After a while, he came to his senses and looked at his elder brother: "Brother, if you say this again, your brother and sister will feel ashamed."

"No, Feifei did a good job, let me tell you the truth. Baoshun Logistics has developed to this day, and his younger brothers and sisters have made a lot of efforts." Shang Fugui seemed to open up his conversation and kept talking.

The two brothers kept in the living room and said that they were a little sleepy until after ten o'clock in the evening, so they went back to their rooms to go to bed.

The next morning, Shang Fuhai got up early, wore a long baseball cap on his head, and went out with Sun Qingde.

The person who came ran around the nearby road twice and felt a little sweaty. Then he found a place to sell breakfast and bought breakfast for 8 people.

Sun Qingde said: "Boss, go to Tiananmen Square or the Forbidden City later?"

"It depends on the situation. It's the same wherever I go. My grandfather hasn't gone out much in his life. I will take him around and look outside more." Shang Fuhai said.

Sun Qingde knew it in his heart.

After returning to the room, the eldest brother was awake and was watching the morning news in the living room. When he saw Shang Fuhai and Sun Qingde coming in, he got up and took the breakfast he was holding from Shang Fuhai.

"Fuhai, why don't you call me when you wake up in the morning?" Shang Fugui said to him.

Shang Fuhai smiled and went to the kitchen to take out the dishes and chopsticks.

When Shang Fuhai took his grandpa and the others to the Forbidden City and the Great Wall, Wang Qiong came here early this morning.

After she came over, she went straight into Zhang Yiming's office with a familiarity.

"Yiming, I'm still busy." Wang Qiong asked.

When Zhang Yiming heard her voice, his eyes moved away from the documents he had just reviewed. Without raising his head, he said, "Sister Qiong, why did you come here so early?"

"I have nothing else to do, come and have a walk around," said Wang Qiong.

"Yiming, did Brother Shang say when will he come here?"

When Zhang Yiming mentioned Shang Fuhai, his face drooped: "Sister Qiong, guess what he is doing now?"

"What are you doing? I didn't listen to him saying that I would take the elderly at home to Union Health for examination? Could it be that I'm going to do something else?" Wang Qiong looked at Zhang Yiming in confusion and asked.

"Don't mention it, he took the old man at home to visit the Forbidden City today. This guy is really hateful now!" Zhang Yiming was so angry that he felt that Shang Fuhai had too much time concept.
Chapter completed!