Chapter 1859 Disappointment

Feng Yiping's voice was really loud. Xiang Xiaofang turned her head subconsciously. However, when she saw her grandfather reading the newspaper with a magnifying glass on the sofa next to her, she immediately covered the receiver and whispered, "Are you happy or unhappy? Why, are you still not happy?"

"How could it be? Didn't you hear it? It's happiness, incredible happiness; it's honor, a dizzying honor," Feng Yiping looked at Ma Ling and his son and said to the other side in a very enthusiastic tone.

Xiang Xiaofang suddenly lowered her voice, which means that there is someone around her now.

Besides, if it was Xiang Xiaofang, it would be fine, but Feng Yiping really had no right to refuse Xiang Xiaofang's grandfather's invitation. This was not because of his level, but Feng Yiping's respect for their generation.

"It's fake," Xiang Xiaofang said immediately, "but why not talk more, wait a minute,"

She glanced at the old man, picked up the phone, walked to the window and sat down, "My grandfather wants to invite you to dinner at home tonight," she said this very loudly.

Grandpa Xiang was still leaning on the sofa, holding a magnifying glass and reading the newspaper, without even moving his long eyebrows.

"Tonight?"

"It's difficult? Why, you don't like that I didn't make an appointment with you in advance, right?" Xiang Xiaofang said.

"That's not it, but do you know what day it is today?" Feng Yiping said.

"I don't know what day it is today," Xiang Xiaofang pretended to be stupid, "Anyway, it's not the second day of the Chinese New Year, and I know the rules there,"

Feng Yiping understood what she meant. The rules there were that you had to go to your father-in-law's house to pay New Year's greetings on the second day of the Chinese New Year, but she didn't expect that she even knew this.

But, today is Valentine's Day.

"Besides, do you think my grandfather would know what day it is today?" Xiang Xiaofang said.

Even if the old man knew, he might not care about it.

The problem is, you know it.

"Besides, Jingping is in the United States, do you have anything to do today?"

She came back yesterday, and she was not alone. I have a lot of things to do today.

"Xiaofang, you know, this matter is nothing," Feng Yiping said, "We are already dealing with it, you really don't have to worry,"

"Hehe," Xiang Xiaofang laughed immediately, "What are you thinking about, it's just that my grandfather wants to meet you, the most outstanding young man,"

The calmer she was, the clearer Feng Yiping knew that it was really what he thought.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Xiang Xiaofang heard some news, so she came forward to ask her grandfather.

He had to appreciate this favor, "Thank you!"

"I don't know what you are talking about," Xiang Xiaofang said, "Then let's do it, at six o'clock in the evening, do you come by yourself, or let someone pick you up?"

"Come now," Feng Yiping said.

"Now?"

"Of course it's now, how can I wait until the evening to visit him? Whether he is free to see me now or not, of course I have to visit him now,"

Don't say that today is the sixth day of the New Year, even if it is an ordinary day, it is best to go in the morning to appear solemn and polite when you go to see an old man like him for the first time.

Although some things have different customs in different places, it is always right to be particular.

"Where do all those old rules come from?" Xiang Xiaofang seemed to be indifferent, but she couldn't hide her smile on her face. "You are so arrogant. OK, I'll pick you up. Where are you? I'll come as soon as possible."

"Hotel? OK," she put down the phone and just called grandpa, the old man said, "Those old rules, there's nothing wrong with them."

Xiang Xiaofang was surprised. Why is grandpa's hearing so magical? Sometimes he can't hear you when you call him loudly. Now he can hear so clearly when he is so far away and the sound is not loud.

"Grandpa," Xiang Xiaofang said in the old man's ear, "Your hearing is just like the way you used soldiers on the battlefield back then."

The old man waved his hand, "Go, go,"

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In the hotel, Ma Ling looked at Feng Yiping, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Vincent, who had just finished eating the meat sauce in the noodles, also stopped and looked at Feng Yiping eagerly.

"Do you still remember Xiang?" Feng Yiping said.

"Xiang?"

"The one we met on the Potomac River that time," Feng Yiping prompted.

"Oh, is she the one who wants to see you?"

"It's her grandfather who wants to see me," this needs to be made clear, "Her grandfather is over 90 years old this year,"

"Ah, over 90?" Ma Ling was a little surprised.

"Her grandfather is," Feng Yiping was in a dilemma when he said this.

The relevant institutions of China and the United States, especially the military, are too different. How should he explain to her the identity of Mr. Xiang?

The highest military position in the United States is the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, but it is still a position under the leadership of the United States Department of Defense.

So in terms of political status, the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff of the United States is completely incomparable to him, the Vice Chairman.

Besides, the rights and status of our national deputy positions are very different from those of the Vice President of the United States. This is really hard to explain.

He finally had to say, "Before he retired"

Ma Ling really understood. As a graduate of Georgetown University, she naturally understood the meaning of this word in China.

"Then go ahead, I'll take a look, or sleep, or take Vincent out for a walk,"

"Wow," Vincent pouted and cried, "I don't want it, I don't want it, I want my dad to play with me,"

This guy was the first time he lost his temper in front of Feng Yiping, maybe because he was in a strange place.

"Vincent, listen to me, I will come back as soon as possible, and I promise that I will play with you this afternoon," he wiped his son's tears, feeling a little sad, because he had too little time to spend with him.

"Then I will take you to travel around China, okay?" he promised, "There are really many fun places here, and many magical landscapes,"

Vincent didn't really care about those things, as long as Feng Yiping was with him, and, "Is there a warm place?"

Well, this kid is like me.

"Yes, of course, there are many places in our country, and now you can just wear a T-shirt,"

"And where is Amanda?"

Feng Yiping glanced at Ma Ling, this is a problem, he has been thinking about how to explain their relationship to the two of them these two days.

"Amanda is coming too,"

"Yeah," Vincent burst into laughter.

The phone rang, "Do you want me to come up and wish you a happy new year?" Xiang Xiaofang said.

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The morning of the sixth day of the first lunar month seemed to be a day for everyone to get up early, even Mr. Wang was no exception.

This is not because it happens to be Valentine's Day. He no longer needs to rely on such special days to flirt with girls.

On the contrary, this festival means that he has to prepare a gift, go back to his own home, and have a meal with his wife.

Of course, he will not lose to Feng Yiping in terms of the number of gifts. In addition to those who are already a little tired but have not completely cut off contact, there are usually about three cups next to his teapot - his wife is not included.

One is about to become a thing of the past, but there is still some attachment, one is the favorite now, and the other is naturally the goal to be developed, that is, the past, present and future.

And this past, present and future, especially the future, is not just one person. It can be said that this festival is the festival where he spends the most - no one else.

For him, this is not a big deal, money, paper, flowers.

What makes him most unhappy about this festival is that it is really a bit bad to dump someone on this day, which seems to be a bit inhumane.

He looked at the woman who was still sleeping in the bed with some disgust. Last night, she mentioned to him the villa that she liked very much.

A villa is really nothing to Mr. Wang, but that attitude made Mr. Wang very unhappy. He would take the initiative to give it to her, but he didn't like women to take the initiative to mention it.

And this person, including the one yesterday, has mentioned the villa in front of him for the third time.

It will be over tomorrow, Mr. Wang thought. He washed his face and called out "Lao Chen, Lao Chen" as soon as he arrived in the living room.

In his two territories, Lao Chen would usually appear beside him within one or two minutes after he called twice. This time was no exception. After a while, Lao Chen walked in, "Morning, Mr. Wang,"

"Is that it? Come on, show me," Mr. Wang pointed to the folder that Lao Chen was holding and said.

"Yes," Lao Chen handed it over.

"Forget it, tell me how the situation is in New York," Mr. Wang was quite looking forward to it. This is a very critical step in the whole arrangement and will make people feel very happy.

But this time, he will obviously be disappointed.

"Mr. Wang, it's not very good," Lao Chen said.

"How come? Why?" Mr. Wang stood up suddenly.