Really did not expect.
When he was a child, he didn't really "look for his mother", let alone "look for his father", so that President Jiang was very dissatisfied with the story of the little tadpole looking for his mother.
Unexpectedly, at this age, it is the first time that I want to "find my father".
I don't know if it was because I had never thought of this before, Jiang Kuo felt a little embarrassed when he took out his mobile phone, and when he saw Cannon's excited expression, he couldn't dial the number.
"Get out of the car." Jiang Kuo said.
"It's a hot day, there's a fire outside," Cannon said. "I ran with you for two hours and didn't drink a sip of water, and now you want me to get out of the car to sunbathe?"
Jiang Kuo quickly took out his wallet, took out his card and threw it on the cannon: "Go and drink."
"Shit me to buy a bottle of water and swipe my card?" Cannon looked at him, "I'm afraid the smaller store doesn't have a card machine, right?"
"Then go find a bigger store with organic seeds!" Jiang Kuo also looked at him, "Or, Mr. Pao, you can't even get the money for a bottle of water now, then why don't you go to my place? Go to work!"
Cannon didn't speak, and after a while he turned his head away, laughing so loudly that his shoulders were shaking.
"Okay," Jiang Kuo sighed and reached out to open the door, "I'll get off."
"Hey hey hey," Cannon stopped him, "I'm going to have a cup of milk tea, you call you."
Jiang Kuo leaned back in his chair.
"Don't be embarrassed, your own father, if you are embarrassed, you are talking about business." Cannon said as he got out of the car.
"If you don't fucking say the last sentence, I will love you very much." Jiang Kuo said.
"I love you too." Cannon got out of the car and turned around to put his head in and said.
"Fuck off!" Jiang Kuo shouted.
After the door was closed, Jiang Kuo lowered his head and started looking for Mr. Jiang's phone number. He looked through the call records several times and couldn't find Mr. Jiang's number.
He used to have very few phone calls. Even if he didn't call President Jiang for a few months, he almost turned to the next page. Now, although he basically finds Duan Feifei for everything in the store, he has received various calls here. There are also quite a few. President Jiang, who has not been in contact for a long time, was suddenly squeezed out of several pages...
He suddenly felt a little sad.
Raising a son is not easy.
He clicked on President Jiang's number from the address book.
It rang for a while before President Jiang answered the phone, his voice was a little low: "Hello?"
"...Are you in the toilet?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Why do you have to sneak up on the toilet," President Jiang said, "I'm in a meeting."
"What meeting? With whom?" Jiang Kuo asked very keenly. President Jiang usually has a lot of meetings, but generally he doesn't need to lower his voice.
President Jiang laughed: "The city leaders, the company's business."
"Does the company need the city to come forward?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It won't be just a few people doing things on their own, there must be a backer behind it, really waiting for the court to settle is the last resort," President Jiang said. "It's normal for the city to come forward."
"Understood," Jiang Kuo replied, "then you should have a meeting first."
"What's the matter with you?" President Jiang asked. "It's nothing," Jiang Kuo said, "don't worry, I'll call you after the meeting."
"Okay." President Jiang hung up the phone.
Cannon returned to the car with a glass of juice: "I brought you a glass, finished?"
"No, President Jiang is having a meeting with the city leaders to solve the problem of their company," Jiang Kuo took the juice. "Go back to Sister Li first, and I will take a closer look."
"Okay," Cannon immediately started the car, "Jiang always really... If it's as important as my dad's meeting with the city, as long as I don't rush over and kill him personally, he'll never mind me, let alone. Said to answer the phone."
Jiang Kuo laughed: "Fuck, Uncle Hu is not so heartless."
"You've really changed a lot this year," said Cannon, "Duan Feifei is awesome."
"What does it have to do with him?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I don't know," Cannon said, "I just think it has something to do with him, Duan Feifei is awesome."
Jiang Kuo snorted.
The phone rang.
President Jiang finished the meeting so soon? He picked up the phone, but saw Duan Feifei's name.
"Can't it be said behind the scenes that people know," Jiang Kuo rushed to the cannon and shook his phone, "The call is here."
"Tell him," Cannon said, "Cannon says he's cool."
"What?" Jiang Kuo answered the phone.
"Are you all right?" Duan Feifei asked.
"...What can I do?" Jiang Kuo was inexplicably asked by him, "I'll come out to see the two facades."
"Mr. Jiang asked Xiaoyu to call me to ask if something happened here," Duan Feifei said. "If you are in a hurry, let Xiaoyu deal with it first."
"I'm really... convinced," Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing when he heard it, "I called President Jiang to hear his opinion on the two facades. He was in a meeting with people in the city, and he didn't Say."
"After all, you don't usually call him." Duan Feifei also smiled.
After turning around the facade on the second floor for two more turns, President Jiang called.
Jiang Kuo picked up the phone: "Is the meeting over?"
"Well," Mr. Jiang's voice sounded quite relaxed, "Telling back and forth, my head is getting bigger."
"Jiang Lu hasn't come yet?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"There will be another round of talks tomorrow. He will arrive tomorrow," said President Jiang. "Today, I'm just talking to them. Who doesn't know what's in their minds? I'm good at doing this... What are you looking for from me?" thing?"
"Two facades, about the same size, one is in the middle of the commercial street, on the second floor, there are not many parking spaces, and the surrounding restaurants are in the form of boutique shops," Jiang Kuo said, "the other is near the commercial street, on the first floor, in the surrounding restaurants. Mainly low-end…”
"You already have a tendency to say this," President Jiang said, "do you want to ask me?"
"Do I have it?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Yes." President Jiang said, "You tend to be the first."
Jiang Kuo pondered what he said, and didn't understand how President Jiang heard it, but he did tend to be the first.
"If it's the first one," Jiang Kuo said, "it's a little bit different from our positioning and needs to be adjusted..."
"Your high-end beef-themed restaurant," President Jiang said, "do you have a detailed idea? Do you have any intentions for the chef and dishes?"
"No." Jiang Kuo answered truthfully.
"Then what do you need to adjust?" President Jiang said, "You didn't make a final decision on what style you must make, and there is no adjustment. The only thing you can be sure of is that you want to drive in a commercial street and have a certain grade. That's the first, the first that there is a shortage of parking spaces, and then fix that."
Jiang Kuo felt that his mind was indeed stiff before, and when President Jiang said this, he felt that he immediately cleared.
"Is the parking lot on the commercial street far?" President Jiang asked.
"It's not far, but it's going to take a while," Jiang Kuo pondered along this line of thinking, "you can talk to the store next to you about renting a parking space, and then look for the property to see if you can rent a few fixed parking spaces in the parking lot, put a sign and you can still call ads…”
"Very good," said President Jiang. "In addition, parking spaces are not a big problem. People who go shopping and eat there already have the perception that parking is inconvenient and they need to walk."
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
"So you haven't decided yet. According to your schedule, this should have been decided half a month ago." President Jiang said.
There was a smug smile in his voice, and that "oh" was also very spiritual.
Jiang Kuo snorted: "I will send you the document of the plan revision instructions when I go back. After all, your act of deducting 220,000 yuan from me has seriously affected my enthusiasm for implementing the plan."
President Jiang smiled happily: "I read it and then, if you write well, I will make it up for you in the next installment."
"Thank you Mr. Jiang for your understanding and support." Jiang Kuo said immediately.
"I'm so funny, can't I get a father, why are you so sweet when you call your mother?" President Jiang said.
"It's not appropriate to call my father on business." Jiang Kuo said.
"You shouldn't come to me for business affairs," Jiang said.
"Thank you Dad." Jiang Kuo said.
"Good son, you're welcome." President Jiang said.
At the same time, Jiang Kuo heard the laughter of the assistant Xiao Yu and the cannon next to him.
"Hang up." Jiang Kuo hung up the phone and turned to look at the cannon.
Cannon laughed until his eyes were almost out of sight.
"Don't be happy, can you still see the road?" Jiang Kuo said, "Dare to laugh while driving with eyes as big as Douzi?"
"Hey!" Cannon shouted, turning his head to stare at him, and when he turned back, he couldn't help laughing again.
"Is it that funny?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It shouldn't be so funny, but I've only heard you called Dad, and you're too standard," Cannon imitated him, "Dad! Thank you Dad..."
"You're welcome." Jiang Kuo said.
"You're almost there!" shouted the cannon.
"You almost got it!" Jiang Kuo said.
"There is no such thing as this," Duan Feifei looked at the master who debugged the machine, "It must be according to the standard."
"This kind of machine is a little bit different, you have to be accurate to the tenth," the master said as he adjusted, "That's not the price."
"I know this, I can accept it," Duan Feifei leaned over and handed a cigarette to the master, "Let's try our best not to make too many mistakes, and if it's your operation, I'm sure I won't talk so much, the key is not that the workers don't have you. this level?"
The master laughed, smoking a cigarette, and Duan Feifei lit it for him.
"It's alright, if you have any questions, call me, don't call the company, just call me directly," the master said. "I don't live far away, so I can drop by if there are any problems."
"That's the best," Duan Feifei took out his phone, "Is this number yours? I'll save it."
"Yes." The master nodded, "Usually a small factory like yours has just a few machines sent by the company, and the cost of my trip is not enough for me to pay for gas..."
"It must be looking for you directly," Duan Feifei said, "I will save trouble."
After the master installed and debugged it, he taught a few workers to learn how to operate, and the operation was not difficult.
After the master left, Duan Feifei leaned against a tree outside the factory building and breathed a long sigh of relief. The equipment was all set up in the afternoon. It was quick, but it was also very tiring.
Dad came over, took out a cigarette and handed it to him.
"Huh?" Duan Feifei was stunned, "I don't smoke."
"Really?" Dad put the cigarette in his mouth and looked at him, "I see you have cigarettes all the time."
"It's for handing out cigarettes." Duan Feifei took out a lighter to help his father light the cigarettes. "Every few days, I will exchange the dismantled cigarettes with my uncle for a new one."
"Are you afraid of running away?" Dad laughed.
"Well, the old man said that it can be taken out after a few days," Duan Feifei said, looking back at the factory building, "It will start tomorrow, so I'll go back early today to rest."
"I'm not tired, I'll be watching, didn't the master say that the machine will start up in a while," Dad patted him on the shoulder, "You go back to rest first, you..."
Dad stopped halfway through.
"What happened to me?" Duan Feifei asked.
"You..." Dad thought for a while, "I don't know how to say it, but when you saw that master's face was stretched eight feet long when he came, and he left with a smile on his face, while I thought you were really powerful, I also felt that you were originally Probably not so great,"
"Here again," Duan Feifei smiled, "I have half of your genes, think about what you were like when you were young."
"It's still different. I was more desperate and violent at the time," Dad said. "You really don't look like me."
"Then you have to ask my mother about it," Duan Feifei said with a smile. "Last time she said that I was born to her with a dog."
Dad laughed: "It's what she can say... You don't usually see her, right?"
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
"But you can see me now," Dad said.
"When I think about this, I'm so excited that I can't sleep." Duan Feifei said.
"It sounds like scolding me," Dad said.
Duan Feifei laughed twice: "The truth."
"Then I have to be busy." The old man sat at the table.
"Don't worry too much about the dishes," the old aunt brought the dishes out from the back kitchen and put them on the table, "Although I'm not a master chef, I can still handle a few famous beef dishes. The chef just needs to improve."
"It's famous far and near." The old uncle laughed, "Have you left food for the second child?"
"It's all set," the old aunt said. "It's really famous," Duan Feifei poured him some wine. "Let's not say anything else, just like beef noodles, Jiang Kuo can prove it."
"Have you ever eaten it?" Jiang Kuo asked Cannon, "Auntie's beef noodles are comparable to those made in the hotel."
"Don't be mad at me," said Cannon, "this is the first time I have eaten food made by my old aunt, and you have never called me."
"Aren't you in the mountains?" Yang Ke said while eating.
"That's more annoying isn't it?" Cannon looked at him.
"Now I'm just saying I won't eat for a while, and then I'm going to be angry." Yang Ke said.
"Shit!" Cannon immediately grabbed a chopstick and fried the beef.
"This fried beef is very good," Jiang Kuo said. "It's really good. We don't need any big and hard vegetables now. At this stage, it is a fine home-cooked dish, with its own characteristics and good taste."
"That's a high-end restaurant, a high-end restaurant called arrogance," the old uncle said, "don't brag about it, she's just an ordinary person, cooking two home-cooked dishes."
"Uncle, maybe you're used to eating and don't think that," Da Pao said, "Jiang Kuo's mouth is not ordinary. What he thinks is delicious is really delicious. Although my mouth is a bit more numb than his, I also think it's good, the ingredients are changed to high-end, and it's a private kitchen."
"Have you settled on the facade?" the old aunt asked.
"It's fixed," Jiang Kuo said, "to sign the contract tomorrow."
"What else?" Yang Ke asked.
"I only care about the contract, the other Duan Feifei and you." Jiang Kuo said.
"You contact the decoration company. I gave you a business card before, Lao Fan's friend, and he has done a lot of restaurants and clubs, all of which are pretty good," Duan Feifei said, "I'll go to the property and discuss parking spaces with a few nearby stores."
"Look," said the old man, "it's busy."
"How good," the old aunt said with a smile, "Young people have the energy to start a business. If you don't know how tired you are, we can't do it."
"You are technical support." Yang Ke said, "just like me."
"You've got two seats for this face," said Cannon.
Because Cannon came back, Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei went back to the dormitory after dinner. In fact, it is okay to let Cannon go to the hotel, but it is embarrassing. The purpose is too fucking strong, embarrassing, even if Cannon took the initiative to go to the hotel, It would also be embarrassing.
Fortunately, there are quite a few cannons, so I didn't mention this. After dinner, I drove back with Yang Ke directly.
"I have an excessive request," Duan Feifei lay on the 107 reclining chair and looked at Jiang Kuo, "I don't know whether to mention it or not."
"If you know it's too much, don't mention it." Jiang Kuo was still making the final revisions and additions to the document to be sent to President Jiang, and he didn't lift his eyelids when he looked at the screen.
"Then if I have to mention it," Duan Feifei said.
"Then mention it, it's over if I hit you or not." Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay," Duan Feifei clenched his fist, "Kuo Kuo."
Jiang Kuo raised his eyes and swept over to him: "This title is too much to ask for." "Can you pinch your legs?" Duan Feifei said.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"My legs are a little sore." Duan Feifei tapped his calf, "I can't help myself by pinching it."
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, read the document one last time, sent it to President Jiang, and stood up.
Duan Feifei had already crossed his arms in front of his face when he walked to the side of the reclining chair, and took a defensive posture.
"If I want to hit you, I won't hit you in the face," Jiang Kuo said. "You can't hit the face, especially the handsome face."
"It's as if you never hit me in the face." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo looked at him and laughed after a while.
"Tell me where to fight? Let me protect you." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
"Hey," Jiang Kuo dragged a chair over and sat beside him, patted his leg, "Put it here."
"Okay!" Duan Feifei immediately put a leg on his leg happily.
"Have you been standing all afternoon?" Jiang Kuo pinched on his calf, "it seems a little swollen?"
"Almost, the main thing is to finish debugging in one breath. If the master can sit, I have to stand up to show my sincerity," Duan Feifei said.
"They have after-sales service, can't you call for after-sales service?" Jiang Kuo pinched it for him.
"This is not high-precision equipment, and it is also a small factory. The service can't be in place, and we don't need much equipment," Duan Feifei said.
"I can't think so much." Jiang Kuo said.
"If you think about something else, I'm definitely not going to ask me to sign the contract tomorrow," Duan Feifei said, "I can't understand it, and I can't necessarily see if there are any pits."
"I may not be able to see it, so I have to bring Mr. Cannon." Jiang Kuo said, "Anyway, Mr. Jiang sent him to supervise the work, no need for nothing."
"It's not an overseer either. This time there's a lot of noise," Duan Feifei said. "Mr. Jiang is afraid that you won't tell him when something happens, and Cannon will give him a report on what's going on."
"You deserve to be President Jiang's wild son," Jiang Kuo said, "you know him so well."
Duan Feifei shook his legs with a smile: "Hey, President Jiang's own son, what is the date today?"
"Number 18," Jiang Kuo said, "what's the matter?"
"JK921, it's your birthday soon." Duan Feifei said.
"...Ah," Jiang Kuo was stunned, "I've already forgotten about it."
"How do you want to live?" Duan Feifei asked, "Is there any gift you want? Given my poor taste, you can specify a gift."
Jiang Kuo laughed for a while: "I can bear the amount of soil you send."
"Do you want to invite someone else?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Will they come without inviting them?" Jiang Kuo said, "Will Dong Kun and the others join in the fun?"
"It wasn't necessarily before, and this time it's definitely not going to be together," Duan Feifei said. "We all know that we are in a relationship. As long as you don't invite us on your birthday, they won't join in the fun on a normal day."
"Let's play all day by ourselves, and call everyone at night," Jiang Kuo said. "Everyone has been so helpful these days."
"Young Master Xingzhuo Pingye Kuo actually took the initiative to request a riotous activity." Duan Feifei raised his eyebrows.
"I don't feel tired of these people. They are all real acquaintances. Call everyone, including 119 and Lao Fan." Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded, "I'll decide the gift myself?"
"Well," Jiang Kuo patted his leg, "you better make me look at you with admiration."