Chapter 1898 Embarrassment

"Take another look, take another look," when the car turned over the hill, several people leaned on the car window to look at the back, to see more of this place that they thought could be called a paradise.

There were also more people sighing, "This is the real wonderful life,"

They sighed not for the villagers here, but for Feng Yiping.

He had only been shooting in the capital for two days, and he was in a hurry to return to his hometown because he had to receive the leaders of the province.

If we trace back a day or two, he was in South Korea and met the leaders there, as well as a series of ministers...

Can you say that such a life is not wonderful?

But Zhou Ning felt that it was wonderful, but also very hard.

For example, this time when he returned to his hometown, he didn't even have a good meal with his parents, and he had to rush to the capital again.

Considering that it was not easy for him to talk to his immediate boss, Zhou Ning imagined the pressure he might have if he knew in advance that the director would meet him. He could better understand Feng Yiping's difficulties.

The people he met were either high-ranking officials or wealthy businessmen, and the topics they talked about were not easy, but even if they were not easy, they had to deal with every problem perfectly.

She felt that facing these, even if it was Feng Yiping, even if Feng Yiping had so many assistants around him to help him prepare, the pressure would definitely not be small.

It can be seen that behind this wonderful and successful, there are indeed pressures and hardships that ordinary people cannot see or experience.

"Do you think that after the meeting in the capital, Mr. Feng will need to rush to other places for other important business or meetings?" someone said.

"As far as Mr. Feng is concerned, I think that even if he receives other meeting invitations immediately after the meeting tomorrow, I think there is nothing to be surprised about," Jin Cheng said.

Yes, given Feng Yiping's current situation, there is really nothing to be surprised about.

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Mei Qiuping is also feeling sorry for her son now, or rather, complaining, "Look, he has to leave before he even gets warm on the stool at home."

She had never dreamed that she would be like this one day, and she just wanted him to stay at home for a few more days.

Feng Yiping has long been accustomed to his mother's nagging, and at this time, you just need to listen to such words.

He hugged his daughter and whispered to her, "Is grandma's house fun?"

"Fun," Amanda said loudly.

Of course it's fun, there are a bunch of little guys playing with her every day here, which is not possible in Silicon Valley.

Mei Qiuping glared at her son with dissatisfaction, you don't listen to my words now, right?

Feng Zhenchang came over with a bag of things in his arms. "You always have the old idea. When the weather gets warmer, whether he is in China or abroad, can't we go to see him?"

"What he is going to do now is a big thing, a good thing, a big thing that many people envy for their whole lives, a good thing, Jingping, do you think I am right?"

"Yes, when the weather gets warmer, go out for a walk, and then you can follow Yiping wherever he goes,"

"There are so many things to do at home," Mei Qiuping muttered.

She just couldn't bear to see her son working so hard.

In the first month of the year that has not yet passed, her son really rested for less than three days. Who is as hard-working as him?

I thought that as his career grew bigger and bigger, he should be more and more comfortable, but I never thought that his career really grew bigger and bigger, but he became more and more tired.

"You have to understand Yiping. Now he doesn't feel tired when he is busy all day. He may really feel tired when he is free to accompany us," Feng Zhenchang said.

Feng Yiping seemed to hear a hint of jealousy from his father's words, which was really fresh.

That's right, I haven't been able to spend a few days with them all year round.

"Just told Jingping that when spring comes, you can come with me, wherever I go, you go, okay,"

"We are not used to flying around all day," Feng Zhenchang was obviously satisfied with his son's attitude, but he still expressed his satisfaction with opposition and questioning.

"Is there any room? Can this be put down?"

Mei Qiuping looked at the two boxes that were stuffed full, and then looked at the big bag in his hand, "Bring another box,"

"Enough, enough," Feng Yiping was really a bit of a headache. Now he is at least one of the richest people in the world, and there are not many things he can't buy, but every time he goes home, his parents are still like when he was in school, and they can't wait to stuff everything in the house into bags and boxes for him to take away.

"This is what Dongzheng just sent yesterday, braised beef, braised pig's trotters, braised chicken and braised duck,"

Feng Yiping immediately followed up, almost at the same time as his father, "You can't buy this outside,"

It's true that you can't buy it outside. What Dongzheng sent to his home, whether it's pigs, chickens or ducks, are all fine products.

Over the years, they and experts from the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences have been experimenting with various methods to raise pigs, cattle, chickens and ducks in small quantities while making the pig farm more and more organic.

They really tried every possible method.

At the beginning, they only fed them pure natural feed. How natural was it? For example, they let two cows graze in a valley, and planted various grasses mentioned by experts in the fields of the valley, so that the cows would eat those grasses all year round.

Later, they added various fruits.

Later, they used more auxiliary means, such as listening to music, drinking milk, drinking mineral water, drinking rice wine, and doing massages...

Let’s put it this way, except that they must be killed and eaten in the end, their short lives are really comfortable and enjoyable.

With such a disregard for cost, let alone the exquisite products that Dongzheng has now brought out, they are really not to be underestimated.

However, this is still not the ultimate pursuit of cousin Dongzheng. He is still struggling and constantly trying various upgraded versions.

“Don’t pack it, I’ll carry it, and I’ll start eating as soon as I get in the car, okay,” Feng Yiping said.

“It’s okay to put it in the car with a bag,” Mei Qiuping said.

It’s okay to bring less this time, and there is Jingping. Jingping is obedient and takes whatever she is asked to bring.

“Then you can pair it with this,” Feng Zhenchang, who put down the bag, walked in with another bag in his hand, “The latest beverage from the factory,”

Alas, these parents!

“Then I’m leaving,” Feng Yiping handed his daughter to Huang Jingping, “Be obedient and stay with your grandparents for a few more days,”

“Well,” Amanda was obviously addicted to playing with her friends and was not too sad.

Besides, this time, she had only been separated from her father for a few days.

"I won't go," Huang Jingping said.

"That's good, so that the little guy won't cry and won't let Yiping get on the car," Mei Qiuping didn't think much about it.

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The two of them carried the two bags of things and sent them to the parking lot next to the village square. "Don't get too tired," Mei Qiuping helped her son sort out his clothes.

"Yiping, stay a few more days when you go home next time," someone in the crowd shouted.

Some people also said, "We are waiting to see you on tomorrow's news broadcast."

Mei Qiuping saw the large group of foreigners standing next to her. It was nothing at first, but when she saw Vincent, who had taken off the scarf covering his face and was wearing a red military-style jacket, similar to the formal dress of the royal princes of European countries in the news, and looked more like a prince, she couldn't help but walk over, "This child, he is so good-looking,"

She squatted in front of Vincent, "How old are you, child? What's your name?"

Feng Zhenchang also handed his son to the villagers and followed, "You are a person, you want him to understand,"

"He is three years and three months old," Ma Ling said hurriedly after listening to Wu Qian's translation.

She also took off her scarf, squatted down and said to Vincent, "Vincent, say to me, grandma, hello, grandpa!"

She practiced these two words with Vincent many times, but she didn't expect that they would really be used this time.

"Grandma, hello, grandpa,"

Although Vincent was still a little nervous and shrank into his mother's arms, he still called out in Mandarin very seriously.

"Hey," Mei Qiuping smiled.

She didn't doubt him. It was normal for the children of employees in her son's company to call her grandma.

As for them speaking some Mandarin, what's so strange about that? Since they work in China, they have to learn a few words.

"No wonder the child is so good-looking. It turns out that the mother is so beautiful," she praised. After hearing Wu Qian's translation, Ma Ling, who was so excited that her face was red, said in Mandarin, "Thank you, thank you!"

Mei Qiuping stretched out her hand to Feng Zhenchang, "Do you have a red envelope?"

"Wait," Feng Zhenchang felt around and really found one. He never lacked this in the first month of the year. "Take the child and have a happy New Year!"

Feng Yiping was talking to everyone and saw this scene. He was still a little happy. Although the first meeting between his parents and their grandson was not perfect, it was smooth at least.

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Since he had to rush back to the capital today, Vincent naturally had someone else to meet.

Wuli'ao, still in the villa in the mountains, Mei Jianzhong walked out of the house when he heard the sound of the car, stood at the door, and looked at the cars that stopped with a smile.

"Grandpa," Feng Yiping got out of the car first, then walked over holding Vincent's hand.

"Let me see, do you still remember me?" Looking at his only great-grandson, Mei Jianzhong smiled and narrowed his eyes into a line, "You have grown so big, let me hug you, oh, you are really not light,"

As soon as he saw his white beard, Vincent remembered, and wanted to pull his beard without any instruction, but he forgot how to call him.

"Vincent, this is great-grandfather," Ma Ling reminded him, but she didn't know how to say the word great-grandfather in Mandarin.

"Great-grandfather," Feng Yiping taught his son word by word.

"Don't embarrass him, it's good to meet him," Mei Jianzhong hugged Vincent, reluctant to let go.

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In the capital, Lao Wang walked out of a hall gently, nodded to the staff at the door with a smile, glanced to the side, and his secretary Director Yang hurried over.

Lao Wang took Director Yang and walked a few steps to the other side. Several staff members immediately noticed something unusual. The frequency of Director Wang's steps was much higher than usual.

But no one looked over there for a long time. The last thing they need in their position is curiosity.

Lao Wang himself did not notice this. He took his secretary to a slightly open place, as usual, with his hands behind his back, and said a few words sideways. Then, Director Yang's face could not help but change.

Seeing that the leader's eyes stayed on his face for a while, he suddenly shuddered and lowered his head and said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

The expression on his face was naturally not easy to see when he said this.

Mr. Wang nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the hall, his face was the kind of calm and aloof, and his steps became calm again.

Watching the leader go in, Director Yang hurriedly walked out. Although his pace was a little faster than usual, it did not attract much attention.

In the eyes of outsiders, although Director Yang and his colleagues are already high-ranking officials, they are still inconspicuous secretaries here. It is normal to walk faster.

When Director Yang and others went out of the gate and arrived in the yard, they were not walking fast, but jogging all the way.

He ran to the car of his leader, and as soon as he got in, he hurriedly called, "Tell them to cancel the report immediately."

"Ah," the other side was obviously a little confused and obviously unhappy, "Why, what happened?"

"Just ask them to cancel it immediately," Director Yang's words were unquestionable, "I'll tell you the details later,"

Then, he heard the sound of the wind.

Why was there a sound of the wind? He quickly realized that the other side should have thrown the phone out.

Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Director Yang, who was still a little out of breath, also wanted to throw his phone out.

"Damn it," he cursed silently, and hit the seat next to him heavily. Even if it hit the leather, it still hurt, just like his heart at this moment.