Lengthen Lincoln, stopped in front of the door of Cao's villa, the middle door opened, and Chu Haotian appeared upright, giving Cao Zhengchun a look of excitement on his face.
"Old Chu, you have finally come. I have been looking forward to the stars and moon, and see you again all these years."
Chu Haotian chuckled.
"Zhengchun, you are not in good health. The cannonball back then is still embedded in you, right? I should be the one who came to see you. The old man is ashamed of you."
Cao Zhengchun's eyes were a little moist.
"Old Chu, you have broken me down. After so many years, you still remember the injuries we soldiers suffered."
Old Chu sighed with emotion.
"It's all my soldiers, like my children, can you not worry about it?"
"Old Chu!"
Cao Zhengchun's eyes were red, and he wiped his eyes with his sleeve.
Cao Qing was behind and couldn't help but persuade:
"Grandpa, the doctor said, you can't cry in the wind."
Chu Haotian looked at Cao Qing and smiled lightly:
"Zhengchun, is this your granddaughter? What a beautiful child, like you back then."
Cao Zhengchun burst into laughter.
"Old Chu, you just laughed. This is my eldest granddaughter. It is a pity that my eldest son went to Yanjing, so he couldn't come to pick you up. Please forgive me."
"Xiao Tie has a promising future. He is busy serving the people. Why should I blame him?"
"The old chief is righteous. This is my youngest son, Cao Gang, now helping the family manage business."
"Oh. Is this Xiao Gang? I remember that when you hugged him, he was only over fifty centimeters. He is now middle-aged. Time flies. For a while, we are all old."
"Where is it, Mr. Chu, you are still full of vigor now."
Old Chu chuckled, and Cao Gang immediately answered:
"Old Chu, Dad, it's windy outside, let's go into the villa quickly."
"Yes, old chief, let's go in."
Old Chu waved his hand.
"Wait a minute, I'll ask for instructions first."
The three of the Cao family couldn't help but feel a little confused when they heard this.
This is Mr. Chu, the helm of the Chu family in Jiangbei. When does he have to ask others to do a little thing? Does this sound like a joke?
But this is indeed the case. Elder Chu respectfully came to the window behind Lincoln and said respectfully:
"Mr. Ling, shall we go down?"
Two seconds later, Ling Fei's flat voice came from the car.
"Ok."
When the car door opened, the three of Cao's grandfather and grandson all hooked their heads, wanting to see, what is it sacred, that makes Old Chu so respectful?
However, when Ling Fei's figure got out of the car completely and was seen by them, they couldn't help but drop their jaws.
"This...."
You know, Ling Fei used magic to cover his face, and his clothes were very ordinary. At first glance, it was like a dipper in college, saying that he was not handsome, and that he was not rich. Moreover, at a young age, he is only a little more than twenty years old at most. What is the ability of such a young guy to make Mr. Chu so respectful?
Cao Gang couldn't help but muttered in the ear of the old man:
"Dad, shouldn't this old man be stupid? How come he was fooled around by a young man?"
Cao Zhengchun glared fiercely.
"Shut up, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak. If you dare to talk nonsense, watch out for me to break your leg."
Cao Gang was so frightened that he fell silent, but Cao Zhengchun's eyes were full of doubts.
He was also muttering in his own heart.
"The old chief, shouldn't he be stupid? Is he old confused?"
Old Chu naturally didn't know the thoughts in their hearts, and he was extremely respectful in front of Ling Fei.
"Mr. Ling, please ask first."
Ling Fei didn't have too much politeness either. With his hands on his back, his eyelids drooped, he walked plainly in front of the crowd, just like an old man who had nothing to do with the world, his heart was indifferent.
But in the eyes of Cao Gang and Cao Qing's uncles and nephews, they are purely pretending to be supernatural and coercive.
When Mr. Chu passed by, Cao Zhengchun hurriedly followed. Cao Gang and Cao Qing looked at each other and followed, but the two did not respect Ling Fei too much, especially Cao Gang. They just looked at Ling Fei. There is a feeling of discomfort.
He is a hard-working entrepreneur, and hates those who falsify things the most.
In his opinion, Ling Fei is so young, and he is not wearing a wealthy man, but 80% is a fool.
When he arrived in the villa, Cao Zhengchun quickly arranged for someone to serve tea. When the tea arrived, he personally served it to Mr. Chu.
But Mr. Chu waved his hand.
"First respect Mr. Ling."
Old Chu was startled, but if it was the old chief, he couldn't refuse, so he handed it to Ling Fei instead.
Ling Fei took it gently, without saying anything, opened the lid of the cup, stroked the tea with the lid twice, and took two sips.
This movement was leisurely, and Cao Gang's heart was filled with anger when he saw it.
His father, when did he serve tea and pour water himself? Even the mayor of Medicine City, can't it?
To say that Mr. Chu was Cao Zhengchun's old chief, he was serving him tea and pouring water, that would be nothing wrong.
But what are you? Are you worthy?
Cao Zhengchun was a little embarrassed. His status was not low in medicine. Unexpectedly, when he served tea and water, the other party didn't even have a word of'thank you'.
And the other party is still a young man.
To ease the embarrassment, he couldn't help but speak:
"This tea is the Xuefeng tea that I bought at a high price. It is taken from the cliffs of the Tianshan Mountains three kilometers above sea level. It is ten thousand grams of gold. I don't know how the little brother feels drinking it?"
He originally thought that Ling Fei would boast a few words, so that he would have a step down. But it is a pity that he regards himself too highly.
"It's okay."
Ling Fei's faint words made him even more embarrassed.
The Xuefeng tea that Wanjin bought was actually in the eyes of others, but it was just okay. He really had the urge to lift a knife and cut people.
But in fact, what Ling Fei said was right. The earth is seriously polluted, and the good tea in the cultivation world is not known how many times better than on the earth. He naturally doesn't like this Xuefeng tea.
After finding it boring, Cao Zhengchun didn't want to focus on Ling Fei anymore, and instead continued to bring tea and water to the old chief.
Mr. Chu had never enjoyed those good things from Ling Fei, took a sip, and said with a smile:
"Zhengchun, you are interested."
Cao Zhengchun smiled honestly like a complimented elementary school student.
"Mr. Chu, you can drink it as much as you like. I still have it in my warehouse. I will prepare some for you later."
"I don't need it. Give it to Mr. Ling first."
Cao Zhengchun's face was startled, and he was even more embarrassed.
At the same time, there were some small complaints in my heart, I don't know why Chu Haotian always thought about Ling Fei.
But he also had trouble with Chu Haotian, just smiled awkwardly, and then said:
"Lao Chu, you've been in the dust all the way, I've already booked a private room at the largest hotel in Medicine City, let's go to lunch first."
"Well, that's fine. I'll just leave it to you."