Chapter 38

"cheers!"

Five glasses filled with Coke collided together, making a crisp sound.

"Congratulations Director He!"

Xu Cheng's mouth was as sweet as Xiaomi wiping her mouth, and He Ying smiled coaxingly, "Mom, I'm only the deputy director, and I'm still far from the director."

Xu Jianghe also nodded beside him, "Yes, congratulations to Deputy Director He."

"Hehehe." He Ying's body trembled slightly, and his smile was forced, "Old Xu, go and wash these two dishes for me."

Xu Jianghe stopped when he was about to pick up a piece of prawn with his chopsticks, "Huh? Let's go after dinner. What kind of dishes are you washing now? The food will be cold in a while."

He Ying's eyes narrowed into a slit, "Do you want to wash?"

Xu Jianghe immediately got up and rushed into the kitchen with the plate, and there was the sound of rushing water.

Xu Cheng shook his head, young, this is too young!
Yu Yu silently crouched in the corner and watched, gulping down a mouthful of saliva.

Sure enough, such a gentle Aunt He is a fake.
Lin Wanzhou has never stopped talking. She usually pays attention to etiquette at home, but now she doesn't even bother to peel the shrimp when she eats shrimp.

Xu Cheng took out a tissue and wiped the grease stains from the corners of her mouth, "Lin Wancong, you should be a lady when you eat at our house, don't show your cooking spirit so easily."

"whee."

She smiled embarrassingly, thought of something again, and asked.

"Xu Cheng, how's your driving skills?"

Xu Cheng looked at her, "I'm driving very fast, what's wrong?"

Lin Wancong scratched her head, "Why is the car so fast? Can you ride a bicycle? My father bought me a bicycle. You can teach me how to ride it later."

Xu Jianghe wiped the water off his hands, sat down at the table, and said, "Let him teach you the bicycle, Xu Cheng can ride it, neither you nor Auntie He have taught him, so he just I can ride a big cart, and I can ride very well."

"Then let's go to Bayi Square to learn later." Xu Cheng said.

The matter of teaching Lin Wanzhou to ride a bicycle was thus finalized.

Xu Jianghe had just picked up two chopsticks dishes, and before enjoying the carnival of his taste buds, he heard Xu Cheng's harsh words.

"Mom, your deputy director is at the deputy department level, right? What level is your father? Dad is not as tall as you! No way, no way?"

Xu Jianghe's veins twitched a few times inexplicably, but he still tried his best to maintain a graceful smile in front of the child.

He Ying glanced at her husband embarrassedly, and didn't want to lose face in front of his children, so she said politely, "Your father's level is not as high as mine for the time being."

"Really! Dad doesn't know how to make more money than you, right?" Xu Cheng's mouth was full of noisy voice.

Once again confirmed by He Ying, Xu Cheng's aggressiveness gradually increased, imitating Crayon Shin-chan's humble appearance, "Doesn't it mean that Dad, you still need to be supported by your mother, even though you have hands and feet, you need a woman to support you, it's embarrassing to a man Well, you're right, Lin Wanzhou."

Lin Wancong shook her head, and said to Xu Cheng solemnly, "You can't say that about uncle, Xu Cheng! It's too much!"

Xu Jianghe took a gratified look at Lin Wanzhou, and it turned out that the little girl was sensible, and the little boy was not considerate of his parents at all.

"Uncle is just not as capable as Aunt He. How can you say that Uncle is ashamed of a man?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Xu Jianghe coughed fiercely, like a wounded person lying at the scene of a car accident, who was run over again by the ambulance that drove over.

He Ying looked at him with concern, "Eat slowly, is the hairtail bone stuck in your throat?"

Xu Jianghe waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, but Xu Cheng's torture was obviously more than that simple, and he looked at the corner of the dining table, "Yu Yu, what do you think?"

Yu Yu, who was called, was taken aback, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I, I think Lin Wanzhou is right!"

"Oh, my dad is really worthless"

"Mom, why don't I take your surname, He Cheng, or let my father follow my child's surname. It's really embarrassing to have such a father."

The bone of the chicken wing in Xu Jianghe's hand broke easily with a click, his face became very hot, and he couldn't help touching the seven wolves on his waist.

It's evil, why do you want to be rough on this child today?

He Ying also frowned, "Xu Cheng, how can you say that about your father? There are no rules!"

Xu Cheng pretended to be innocent and plucked the food in the rice bowl, "It's obvious, I just don't understand, how did my father manage to be so ordinary and so confident..."

Xu Jianghe coughed twice, and put the chopsticks on the bowl.

"Ahem, well, I'm full."

"What are you doing, old Xu? You only eat so much"

Xu Jianghe explained with a forced smile, "The food was too hot, so I went to the study to calm down."

Xu Cheng said quietly at the dining table, "Dad, why don't you stay in the refrigerator for a while, it will calm down quickly."

Xu Jianghe staggered and almost fell.

Little bastard, look at how your father will teach you a lesson after you finish your midterm exam this time!
Lin Wanzhou looked at He Ying worriedly, "Aunt He, is uncle angry with me? I, I didn't mean it."

Yu Yu was also very uneasy in his seat, he would have known that Xu Cheng was right just now.

Xu Cheng's house is really scary!

He Ying smiled and explained, "No, how could uncle be angry with you, uncle's stomach is not feeling well today"

Xu Cheng gnawed on the chicken leg in his hand and muttered, "Who is he angry with? Leaving aside the facts, is it true that he is not at all wrong?"

Xu Cheng's boxing method of sparks and lightning combined with critical strikes really hit Xu Jianghe hard, but it was also very effective.

In the next few days, although he did it very secretly, Xu Cheng discovered that Xu Jianghe secretly bought the iriver Iron Triangle, which is regarded as a masterpiece nowadays, and the MPMan F3, which is known as the originator of MP10. Li secretly pondered by himself.

You are finally willing to follow the path your son pointed out for you!

Xu Jianghe was originally from an engineering background. Before he went to the marketing department, he had been staying in the production department of Jing'an Communications. The technology was very hard. Xu Cheng remembered that after he was laid off and unemployed in his previous life, he moved around several times and finally opened a home. The mobile phone repair shop has a good business. In the new media era, they often shoot short videos about repairing mobile phones.

Seeing his father working so hard, Xu Cheng felt relieved like an old father who saw his son still studying at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. There is a thing called Fetion.

Fetion came out earlier than WeChat. In the early era of smart phones, it was almost one of the necessary software for installation. Some colleges and universities were even equipped with a Fetion signal when they entered school. Its functions are very creative and forward-looking, almost integrated Later WeChat, QQ, Weibo.
But unfortunately, it is very difficult to expect a large fruit-funded company to do breakthrough projects. Let alone the risks that innovative projects have to bear, all the energy is exhausted just to restrain internal struggles, and then this thing will die.

So Xu Cheng could probably guess that the father wanted to lie down, maybe it was because his wings were not plump enough, there was a lot of resistance, or the cake was taken away by others just after the thing was finally done.

But doing it means a glimmer of hope, and if you don't do it, it is absolutely impossible. The resistance of Jing'an Communication will not be greater than that of China Mobile.
"Dad, don't worry, your son will always be your solid backer!" Xu Cheng's mouth showed a fatherly filial piety.

(End of this chapter)

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