Xu Fei and Wang Xiaomei were preparing today's lunch in the kitchen. The main reason was Chef Wang Xiaomei, and Xu Fei was helping around.

Mr. Ma has been to their house several times, but this is the first time he has eaten at home. Xu Fei still attaches great importance to this matter.

"Sister Wang, you have to take out your twelve points of your skills today. This is a beautiful thing. During the Chinese New Year, I will give you a big red envelope." Xu Fei said with a smile.

Wang Xiaomei nodded repeatedly and responded that she must do it well. Even without this "red envelope", she would not be careless. She didn't want to lose this job.

Red envelopes are small, and work is big.

Since coming in last year, after two salary increases, her salary has increased to 8,000 yuan. Wang Xiaomei also privately asked Xie Chunxiang, Gao Fengqin and Shi Guangwei who came with her, and the salary of the three of them was higher than when they first came.

But Gao Fengqin and Xie Chunxiang, two of whom are mainly responsible for cleaning, only 5,500 yuan. In addition, Shi Guangwei, a salary of some gardening skills, has increased to 7,000 yuan. In the end, she, the boss, has the highest salary for three meals a day.

Wang Xiaomei knew in her heart that you had to be able to make a move. She and Shi Guangwei were both skilled people, and the salary she received was much higher than that of Gao Fengqin and Xie Chunxiang.

Wang Xiaomei even thought about taking half a month off after the Chinese New Year, and finding a place to learn her own cooking skills. This is her special skill.

People are motivated and can see their own value in it regardless of their profession.

The two of them were busy in the kitchen. After Zhou Xiumei threw her grandson to her son in the middle, she also came to help and asked her daughter-in-law to go out, saying that the distinguished guest was about to arrive, so she asked her to wash her hands and receive the distinguished guest with her son.

"Dahai, Mr. Ma's family is coming soon?" Xu Fei reminded Wang Xiaomei again, and asked him after washing his hands.

Shang Fuhai was holding his son and having fun. He held the magic wand that his daughter had played in his hand before. He turned on the music and lighting effects, and turned back and forth. I don’t know whether it was the light that attracted the little guy’s eyes or the sound that attracted the little guy’s hearing, Jin Bao kept stretching out his little hand to grab it. Whenever he almost grabbed his hand, Shang Fuhai’s hand holding the magic wand changed direction again.

Although Jin Bao did not catch the magic wand, he was still very happy to play. A series of giggling laughter came, and even the old man Zhou Qingli, who was sitting on the sofa, laughed.

"Dad, brother is so stupid. You have sent the magic wand to him, but you still can't catch it." Yuanbao muttered beside him.

Shang Fuhai rolled her eyes and said, "I haven't seen you catch me when I was a child. Do you remember how to call me for someone later?"

"Oh, Dad, you have asked me several times. Are you upset? I've remembered it a long time ago!" Yuanbao rolled his eyes to his father impatiently.

She said: "I'm called Uncle Ma and Aunt Ying, right? I'm so smart!"

She didn't forget to take the opportunity to praise herself. Shang Fuhai also scratched her head about her daughter's increasing narcissism. She had never seen her daughter like this before. Could it be that her life would be better and she developed too quickly. The little girl's head became so beautiful that she changed her life?

Just as they were laughing, they received a call from Huang Wei. Jack Ma and the others got off the highway and were following Huang Wei's car and heading towards the community.

"Wife, let's go, go to the community gate with me to greet them." Shang Fuhai put on a down jacket for his son and walked out with him.

Xu Fei was not pretentious, and immediately put a big red down jacket over the knee on her daughter, held her hand and followed her behind.

Sun Qingde, Ruan Lingyu and others were all attached to the left and right sides, always alert.

Jack Ma and his family were sitting in an old Maybach. Although the car was not a new model, the price was not comparable to the new Maybach.

Looking at the black Mercedes-Benz S500 leading the way, Zhang Ying said: "Old Ma, Boss Shang is quite polite. He arranged for someone to wait for us at the intersection of the expressway."

"Well, I have to talk about him when I look back. He is too polite and looks distant." Jack Ma said this, but his face was full of smiles.

Yuan Kun said, "Dad, do you know that you are a little hypocritical now?"

"Get out, little bastard, I'm looking for a fight, right?" Jack Ma scolded him.

After saying that, he laughed out loud.

This time, he did not call anyone except his family and bodyguards. He even came to visit Shang Fuhai in private, and did not intend to make a fuss.

Shang Fuhai wants to live a peaceful life at home after retirement, but he also wants some private space. Every day, a large number of people are following around him, clusters of flashing lights flashing by. That is not life, that is to make a living.

The section from the intersection of Bocheng North Expressway to Huashan Mansion was not far away, and they arrived here soon.

No one on the road found that this old Maybach was Jack Ma’s car. In the lives of ordinary people, few people would deliberately remember the license plate number of Jack Ma’s special car and what car Ma Huateng drove. Usually, the people who were eating melons only knew some of their one-sidedness from the news that these people deliberately released, and then became their topic of conversation after dinner.

At the entrance of Huashanfudi Community, as soon as the car arrived, Jack Ma found Shang Fuhai standing at the entrance of the community. He pointed at his wife and son and said, "Look, Boss Shang is already waiting there."

"Oh, I'm a little uncomfortable with this cold weather in the north. Why did Boss Shang come out with his children? You're so polite." Zhang Ying felt so distressed.

Jack Ma said: "Don't talk about him. Northerners value love, and Shang Fuhai is an anomaly."

After the car stopped, Jack Ma and Zhang Ying quickly got out and met him.

As soon as he came out of the fully heated car, he felt a biting cold wind blowing towards him, making Jack Ma tremble.

"So cold!" He was stunned, even colder than when he came last time.

"Mr. Ma, you finally arrived. This is Sister Ying. Let's go home to warm up quickly." Shang Fuhai also came over and invited them to walk home.

Jack Ma himself is a public figure. His face has its own traffic. Many people walking around at the entrance of the community recognized the face, but they all had good qualities and did not come to watch.

Even so, the driving speed has slowed down. If they stay here, it will really cause traffic congestion at the entrance of the community.

As for this 'Jack Ma' may be fake?

How is that possible? All residents of Huashan Fudi Community know that Boss Shang, the big boss hidden in their community, came out to greet him personally, which shows the problem.

In Shang Fuhai's villa, Jack Ma and Zhang Ying took off their thick coats, and Yuan Kun also took off his down jacket. The room was full of heat and was wearing thick clothes just now. It felt like you were about to sweat as soon as you came in.

Shang Fuhai was busy taking off his thick coat for his son. He said, "Old Ma, Sister Ying, you can sit there casually, I'll change Jinbao's clothes."

"Boss Shang, you are busy with yours. Oh, you are so polite. In such a cold day, you are still holding your child to pick us up. If the child catches a cold, I feel uncomfortable." Zhang Ying said.

"Haha, it's okay, it's a kid, you have strong resistance. Jinbao, tell Aunt Ying, right?" Shang Fuhai teased his son.

"Gee, gee"

Jinbao responded to a string of laughter from his and his sister Yuanbao.

Yuanbao shouted obediently: "Hello, Mr. Ma, Hello Aunt Ying, this, this is..."

Yuanbao was confused when he saw Yuan Kun. Who is this? Dad didn’t teach her.

Jack Ma also saw it. He pointed at Yuanbao with a smile and said, "Yuanbao, just call him Brother Kun."

Okay, Jack Ma made his son shorter for a lifetime. Yuan Kun was pragmatic and said, "You are Yuanbao. You are so beautiful and so cute. Look, I bought you a gift. Do you like it or not?"

Yuan Kun didn't know about these. They were all instructed by his mother Zhang Ying. He really chose the gift himself. The one who gave Yuanbao was a beautiful panda ornament, but the material of this panda ornament was obvious.

There is also a piece of Ruyi jade.

"I like it, I like it so much. This panda is so beautiful. Thank you Brother Kun." Yuanbao said with a cute smile.

Zhang Ying looked at the villa. The decoration was acceptable and the place was not big enough, which did not highlight Shang Fuhai's value. However, there were elderly people, children, and the family lived together, which was better than the warmth of living together.

Old man Zhou Qingli had just gone to the bedroom to get things. After he came out, Jack Ma and Zhang Ying immediately said hello.

"Haha, when you talk, I'll sit and watch TV for a while." Zhou Qingli said.

Xu Fei carried his son over from Shang Fuhai's arms and asked him to stand on the ground by himself, holding the cart to learn to walk.

Then she got together with Zhang Ying. The two were two grades apart, but they were both "strong women" and mothers, so they were quite good at chatting.

Shang Fuhai and Lao Ma and his son gathered together.

"Old Ma, why are you here at this time? What's wrong? You just call me and you'll finish it? How can I not help?" Shang Fuhai complained to him.

Especially in the year, I will go there myself and make a lot of trouble.

Jack Ma smiled and pointed at his son and said, "It's really not possible to call this matter. This is my son Yuan Kun. He wants to see you and admire his master's demeanor."

"Haha, you are praising me again. What kind of expert am I, I am just a living person." Shang Fuhai smiled proudly and poured tea for Jack Ma and his son.

"Old Ma, you are really a master. It's enough that Yuan Kun can learn 50% or 60% with you." Shang Fuhai said politely.

Everyone carries the flower sedan chairs, and it is also a polite exchange for business.

Shang Fuhai is already very skilled in this game.

Yuan Kun has been silently observing Shang Fuhai. He is no older than him, but he can chat and laugh with his father in this grade, which shows the problem.
Chapter completed!