Chen Jianye?

Fang Wenxue was shocked in an instant. He had heard of this name!

Last month he went out to drink with his friends... I heard of this name, who is it...

In the flash of lightning.

Fang Wenxue remembered it.

Damn, isn’t that the only son of Secretary Lin Jiang City?

Fang Wenxue was shocked, but Chen Rong and Fang Wendao did not react in particular. Instead, they frowned and asked, "Chen Jianye? What are you doing?"

"Oh, I didn't do anything, parents, let's have a meal." Fang Cheng glanced at Hua Haihui helplessly.

Chen Rong is still waiting to ask in detail, Grandpa Fang Cheng spoke: "For the New Year, everyone should have a good meal, don't talk about this anymore."

As soon as the old man spoke, everyone calmed down and started chatting.

However, the atmosphere became obviously active, and Hua Liang and Fang Wenmin kept toasting Fang Wendao and his wife, talking and laughing for a while.

On the contrary, Fang Wenxue, a family of three, didn't know what to say.

After a while, Fang Cheng smiled and raised Tihua Haihui's ears, got up and went to the bathroom. He walked out of the living room, which was far from the place to eat.

Seeing Fang Cheng leave, Fang Yuanhua's heart that had been holding was slightly lowered, and he was frightened by Fang Cheng's look.

Too scary.

He couldn't help but look at his father. His father's strange reaction just now. He analyzed that his father must have heard of this person and asked, "Who is Chen Jianye?"

As soon as the topic came out, Fang Cheng's parents and Hua Liang's family of four also paid attention. Fang Cheng's grandparents swallowed a mouthful of the meal and listened to Fang Wenxue's answer.

"Who is it? His father is the secretary of Linjiang City. Who do you think it is?"

Fang Wenxue said angrily.

"Uh..." Fang Yuanhua was stunned. He just studied better and had no contact with people at this level.

For a moment, the dining table was a little quiet and was shocked.

Grandpa Fang Cheng has always been proud of Fang Yuanhua, and Fang Yuanhua is also his favorite grandson. But his grandson Fang Cheng solved the problem that his second son was scratching his head with just one phone call, not to mention that he met the secretary's son.

The ability to help this second-generation also means that Fang Cheng is a friend in his position.

Fang Zheng Laomai's eyes flashed with regret. Fang Yuanhua and Fang Cheng compared this New Year's Eve dinner, and the gap was too big.

Hua Liang, Fang Wenmin and Hua Haiyan looked at each other a few times, their eyes were shocked, and their emotions were rolling. Fang Cheng's friend was so famous?

Hua Haiyan felt even more at ease. She knew that her job had been settled and she would never make any mistakes. She picked up a piece of fish and even had the motivation to eat. She was moved and grateful and planned to wait for the New Year, so she must thank her cousin Fang Cheng well.

On the contrary, Hua Haihui had no intention and didn't understand why the adults suddenly fell silent.

Fang Cheng's mother Chen Rong slapped her mouth and swallowed a piece of pork. She glanced at Fang Wendao, and made a decision in the eyes of the two.

Go back and interrogate it!

Fang Cheng returned to the dining table and suddenly felt that everyone's eyes were strange and the atmosphere was strange. He couldn't help but sigh, what did his cousin Hua Haihui say?

But everyone didn't mention it, and he didn't ask, and had a meal as usual.

Fang Wenxue no longer talked endlessly, no longer looked down on his elder brother Chen Wendao. Instead, he looked envious and wanted to say something. He whispered for a while, but finally didn't speak.

People cannot compare.

I used to think that my son was the best. In a blink of an eye, the gap between my son and nephew Fang Cheng was clearly visible during the New Year’s Eve dinner.

If you speak without thinking, you will be reckless and have no eyesight. Look at others, you will be more steady and calm.

Not to mention that they are good friends with Chen Wenjian. It is very likely that they will be in politics in Lin Jiang for a few years of experience and will be in the leadership position.

Although I have some family property, what are you comparing when you get old?

It’s not that you have a lot of money or that your wife is beautiful.

Comparing the next generation!

He lost in this regard.

Thinking of this, he raised his wine glass again and looked at Fang Wen and said, "Brother, I wish you this cup. I wish you a smooth New Year's work and good health."

Chen Rong sat down and felt her body light and refreshed, so happy!

Every year during the New Year’s Eve dinner, their family is educated and criticized.

If you are weak, you will be bullied. Fang Wenmin is a junior high school teacher and her husband Hua Liang is a company executive. She can barely enter the middle level of life, so Fang Wenxue doesn’t need to mention it.

After more than ten years of business, I should have a net worth of tens of millions.

He worked as a weaver in a small factory. Fang Cheng's father is also a small employee of a small company. He didn't say what his status was at the dinner table, and he didn't even listen carefully to his words.

You said you are right?

Then why are you so poor? Why do your family still live in dilapidated and old houses?

But at this moment, a poem suddenly rang out from Chen Rong's uneducated head: The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are fast, my mother's son is so magical!

She smiled and looked at the scene on the dining table that was completely different from previous years.

Fang Wenxue never mentioned disdainful words about his elder brother's work, and kept talking. Fang Yuanhua's eyes widened. He understood why his father was arrogant at first and respectful at the same time, but he felt very uncomfortable.

At this moment, no one paid attention to the dinner table. I cared about Fang Yuanhua’s feelings, not only because of the shock brought by Fang Cheng, but also because of his own rumor, which made people lose the desire to talk.

Hua Liang also abandoned the company's leader's style, and his smiley words implicitly compliments were implicit in his words.

Even Fang Cheng's grandfather Fang Zheng joined the chat with a smile, expressing his satisfaction and gratitude for his second son Fang Wendao and his expectations for his grandson Fang Cheng for the first time.

This scene was something Fang Cheng’s father and Fang Wendao could never have imagined.

It is probably the case when you look at your son and respect your father.

For a moment, Fang Wendao's eyes were smiling. Whether it was Grandpa Fang Cheng's policy, second uncle Fang Wenxue, Hua Liang and Fang Wenmin, they all became much more kind.

Especially Fang Wenxue, from the beginning, he spoke carefully, for fear that something would make Fang Wendao unhappy.

Chen Rong smiled proudly!

Twenty years ago, I saw my father respecting my son, but it was not even considered respect. But now, I see my son respecting my father!

She felt relieved, but after returning home, she still had to interrogate her carefully. Chen Rong was also very confused. How did her son know Chen Jianye?

He is the son of the secretary, so we ordinary people can get to know each other. And if you ask others to help you so suddenly, will it seem abrupt?

Chen Rong was a little worried. Her son Fang Cheng would not use up all his friendship because of this incident, right?

What she didn't know was that Fang Cheng was already a professional middle-level warrior, and in terms of social status, he was actually slightly higher than Chen Jianye.

Fang Chengcai is of age. He graduated from high school for more than half a year and was nineteen years old!

It is only a matter of time before it can be promoted to the professional level in the future. With the strength of a professional level warrior, even the secretary of Linjiang City must be treated with caution and dare not neglect at all.

Fang Yuanhua sat silently beside him. It was not that he didn't want to talk, but he didn't dare. He couldn't say what the hell was that of the birds of prey was. Anyway, he was just afraid, as if herbivores saw the king of the jungle predator, that was the gap in the life chain.

He didn't know that it was murderous aura, the ruthlessness of martial arts.
Chapter completed!