Is Li Chuanqing missing something?

As one of the important pillars of Intime Group, as a tycoon of Intime Headquarters Investment Department, he has nothing to do.

But when he saw Shang Fuhai appearing in front of him with a few exquisite gifts, he scolded him for being careless, but his face was filled with smiles.

This is etiquette, and it also shows that you respect the other person.

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, he left the headquarters of Yintai Group in Li Chuanqing's car and rushed to the destination about an hour later. Shang Fuhai took a look and found that it was a high-rise residential building community with three black characters "Weiyang City" written at the door.

Then Li Chuanqing drove directly into the underground parking lot. Shang Fuhai could no longer tell the difference between the east, west, south and north, so he decided to follow Li Chuanqing, and then made a straight ladder to the 26th floor.

As Li Chuanqing entered the room, Shang Fuhai quickly glanced at it. The same apartments as his house in Paris Spring in Bocheng were all on the Big Leap floor. The area looked less large than his own, and they also had a Chinese style decoration style.

But Li Chuanqing's decoration was much more particular than the one in self-consciously. There were also various ink paintings or oil paintings hanging on the surrounding walls. Shang Fuhai's appreciation of artworks was almost zero. He only knew whether it was good or bad. He didn't know anything else, and he couldn't tell whether these flowers were true or false.

But I think that with Li Chuanqing's status, I don't feel disdainful of making fake paintings to fool people.

"Meifeng, I'm back." Li Chuanqing started shouting while entering the house to change his shoes.

Then a middle-aged woman in her forties walked down from the second floor. When she saw Shang Fuhai, she was obviously stunned for a while before pointing at him and asking Li Chuanqing: "Chuanqing, who is this young man? She looks a bit like Wenhui."

"Yes, Meifeng, you look very much like Wenhui. When I first met Boy Shang, I thought he was very similar to our son. If I hadn't known that Wenhui had been working abroad, I would have almost thought that boy came back secretly and joked with me. Alas, this world is really unique." Li Chuanqing shook his head and sighed, and then pointed at Shang Fuhai to introduce to her wife: "Meifeng, this is a very close friend of mine. His surname is Shang, and he is a rare surname. Just call him Fuhai."

Then he introduced his wife to Shang Fuhai: "Fuhai, this is your Aunt Li. She has nothing to do all day long and is just doing maintenance."

"Uncle Li, if you don't say it, I would have thought this was a sister." Shang Fuhai praised her for a moment, which made Li Meifeng giggle.

Especially when he heard Li Chuanqing chatting with his wife just now, Shang Fuhai's long-standing doubt was resolved.

He always wondered why Li Chuanqing gave the premium of Haifei's cafeteria so high after seeing him, or was it related to his appearance with his son?

Could it be that the key step in selling my career is to make a living by looking good?

Li Meifeng giggled and waved: "Oh, Fu Hai is really good at talking, but if I were my sister, I would be really inferior to your Uncle Li. He wouldn't even cut me down when he turned around."

She spoke casually enough to see the depth of the relationship between the two.

Except for the three of them, there is no one else in this family. The dinner was cooked by Li Meifeng himself, which made Shang Fuhai amazed.

This is probably the kind of woman who is going to the hall and the kitchen.

But Old Shang didn't envy him either. His wife was trying to learn cooking with his mother-in-law, and Shang Fuhai was looking forward to the future.

There were no outsiders. After the table of hearty dishes was prepared, the three of them sat down together. Li Chuanqing personally poured a cup of Maotai for Shang Fuhai, followed him and poured another cup of his wife Li Meifeng, and finally poured wine for himself.

"Uncle Li, my aunt also drinks?" Shang Fuhai asked out of curiosity.

Li Chuanqing looked at his wife with a smile: "More than that, your Aunt Li has a much higher alcohol tolerance than me. Just say this Maotai, I can't drink two glasses, it's okay for your Aunt Li to drink a pound..."

"Old Li, just bury me in front of the younger generation. Didn't you just think I didn't clean the house after drinking? Do you think you are the one?" Li Meifeng muttered to him.

Shang Fuhai almost burst into laughter. Li Chuanqing has such a side?

While talking and laughing, the first cup of Maotai was finished. Then Shang Fuhai quickly grabbed the bottle and poured the second cup. The three people present were from the younger generation, but they didn't dare to let Li Chuanqing serve him all the time.

When he started drinking the second cup, Li Chuanqing's eyes became a little confused: "Fuhai, talking about it, my son is really not good at educating him, and he has to fuck you. He doesn't think that our couple is too strict with him and has no free time. He doesn't want to come back when he goes abroad. When I saw you that time, I really thought God was joking with me."

This is a true proof.

Just talk about how he was so easy to talk at that time, and he agreed at such a high premium. It turned out that there was such a twist and turns inside, and Old Li was so eager to see!

He is worth it and affordable.

After truly confirming this, Shang Fuhai was a little amused and cried, feeling that his godfather, God, helped him.

Otherwise, there would be no such coincidence in this world.

Shang Fuhai took a sip of wine and said, "Uncle Li, I said so because of my brother I haven't met, so I have your favor?"

"No, boy Shang, you are good at everything, but this is not good. I like to think about it. Think about it, our Intime Group, a company with assets of over tens of billions, will there be no strict review? Someone reported the information of your Haifei cafeteria early in the morning. I have read it carefully. Your profits and management are good, and your cash flow is also strong. So I came to you. However, when I first made the plan, there was not such a high appraisal price. Later, when I saw you, I found out that you were a talent, so I decided to give you a high premium to see how far you can develop."

"However, you are really talented. Haifei cafeteria has just opened a Hangzhou store. I have calculated that the average daily operating income of these three stores is more than 1.3 million yuan, which is 486 million yuan a year. It's not bad, it's really good. I have to admit that you are very good. My stinky brat is really not as good as you in terms of your ability." Li Chuanqing might have drunk too much and his feelings are rising.

"It's also a big blame for me that I was busy with work. He was still young at that time. Intai Mall had just started. Not long after, Old Shen couldn't stand it alone, so I had to help him. After a while, I ignored the growth of that brat. When I turned around and thought about educating him, I realized that he was half a head taller than me. You said that I had been busy for so many years and hadn't accompanied him. Now that he has grown up, how can I still need me to accompany him? Alas!"

Li Meifeng also said a little sad, and she shouted angrily: "Old Li, in front of Fu Hai, why do you say these things? Before you even drink two cups of Maotai, you are drunk and start talking nonsense again."

Turning her head, she said to Shang Fuhai again: "Fuhai, don't listen to your Uncle Li's nonsense. He just likes to think about it when he is old."

"It's okay, I just think I'm quite close to Uncle Li. Uncle Li, I often come to your house for a meal when I have time in the future. OK." Shang Fuhai raised his wine glass and asked him.

Li Chuanqing was happy and raised his glass to touch him: "Of course, come here at any time. Your aunt is free at home anyway, so she just makes a few good dishes for us and we are just here to try it."

"Uncle Li, really, my aunt didn't say anything about her skills, just enjoy your happiness." Shang Fuhai felt his tongue rolling a little and drank high again.
Chapter completed!