Chapter 284 Let’s make enemies
“Everyone, welcome! Weiwei is in Su City, and you are taking good care of her.”
Yan Feng smiled kindly and had a gentle attitude.
From the outside, the old man Yan Weiwei occasionally talks about is indeed not young.
Comparing it with Yan Weiwei’s age, we know that this must be a classic case of “old age leads to a girl”.
No wonder he pinned all his hopes of inheriting the family business on Yan Weiwei.
Yan Feng's eyes swept over everyone, and seemed to pause slightly for a moment when he looked at Meng Lang...
"No, Weiwei is the one taking care of us." Lin Haitang smiled. said politely.
"You are... Haitang, right? I remember you came to my house when Weiwei was in high school, and that was in the capital.
Has it been six or seven years in the past? In the blink of an eye, you have already left. She is now a grown-up girl, but she is becoming more and more beautiful.”
"It's me, Uncle Yan actually still remembers me."
"Of course, Weiwei doesn't have many friends, and there are even fewer who she always talks about. I didn't expect to meet again in Su City, and It’s fate, isn’t this Xiaoyu? So cute.”
After reminiscing with a smile, Yan Feng turned his attention to Meng Lang.
"Who is this?"
"Oh! My name is Meng Lang, Cao Mengde's Meng, who rides the wind and waves with just a bag, Master Yan, I have admired him for a long time!" Meng Lang had a look of indifference on his face. Hateful smile.
Yan Feng looked Meng Lang up and down. Apart from Fan Shigang, this Meng Lang could be said to be the only male companion Yan Weiwei brought back this time.
You must know that Yan Weiwei has never brought a boy to meet his parents. This time, he suddenly brought a boy back without any greeting. Naturally, he couldn't help but think too much.
But after looking up and down, Meng Lang looked very ordinary. He was handsome... not so obvious. He was dressed... low-key, and even his figure clearly did not look like he had practiced martial arts. .
Isn’t it in line with her views on mate selection?
Is it really a bag?
This girl... isn't she trying to trick herself again?
"Okay, you still plan to chat here. We are tired after sitting in the car for so long."
Seeing that Yan Feng has been sizing up Meng Lang, Yan Weiwei couldn't help but step forward. Blocking the opponent's view with one step.
This is my secret weapon, and I can’t let this old man know it in advance.
The previous agreement was made by the old man after he was sure that he could not reach the top. If he broke the agreement and quit, wouldn't his efforts be in vain?
"Haha, that's right. I have already booked a reception banquet at the hotel. Please get in the car, Xiao Fan."
"Master!" Fan Shigang hurried forward and bowed to Yan Feng respectfully. .
"Well! Thank you for your hard work this time. Your master also just arrived at the hotel in the afternoon. Let's go, you and I are in the same car."
Yan Weiwei's eyes flashed with a hint of caution, and she looked towards Fan Shigang With a warning look, he and everyone got into one of the luxury 7-seater MPVs.
Fan Shigang complained secretly in his heart.
"Xiao Fan, I didn't have any hope this time. How did you convince that girl Weiwei? Tell me carefully..."
Sure enough, as soon as the car started, Yan was in the car. Feng began to ask him about the details of his trip to Su City, especially Meng Lang's situation.
Fan Shigang didn't dare to offend Yan Feng, but he couldn't afford to offend Yan Weiwei and Meng Lang.
Besides, I have sworn a poisonous oath...
I can only talk about "currently publicly available information", but I am tight-lipped about what happened in the boxing gym.
"You mean, this Meng Lang is just one of Weiwei's tenants, or her suitor, and the two of them are very close? Hmm... how close?" Yan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This..."
Fan Shigang hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Yan Feng's glaring eyes across from him...
"I...I don't know the specifics, but What is certain is that Master Yan’s fingerprint lock contains Brother Meng’s fingerprints..."
"Huh?" Yan Feng glared.
What? !
Doesn’t this mean that entering and exiting is just like your own home?
Yan Feng's face suddenly darkened...
...
Everyone walked for about half an hour and arrived at the Tanglong International Hotel in the south of Anxi City.
Then I met Fan Shigang's master Kong Wu, a dark-skinned man with a short beard, about fifty years old.
Although he is old, the muscles all over his body are comparable to those of Fan Shigang, which is astonishing to see.
Beside Kong Wu, there was also a pretty girl with a calm temperament.
Judging from Fan Shigang's title and his enthusiasm, this should be the "Junior Sister Kong" in his mouth.
In a large antique private room, exquisite dishes with exquisite shapes and carved dragons and phoenixes were quickly placed in front of everyone.
Just from this box and these food and drinks, it can be seen that the Yan family is worthy of being a wealthy local power.
"Haha! Weiwei, you are finally willing to come, which makes me relieved." Although Kong Wu was middle-aged, he was still full of energy, and his smile made people feel very heroic.
"Yes, Sister Weiwei, my dad is almost retired. He even started to practice stone hammers again a while ago. If you don't come back, his old bones will be really bad." I have to bite the bullet, haha!" Junior Sister Kong covered her mouth and snickered.
“If Senior Brother Kong were to play, he would be no worse than me.”
“How can it be the same? This mountain climbing club has always been a place for young disciples from various schools to compete and show off their strength. I It would be embarrassing for an old man over fifty to go up there, regardless of whether he wins or loses!
Besides, boxing is only for young people. At my age, my body is not as good as before, and my strength has declined drastically. I can’t compare with you young people! "Kong Wu waved his hand.
"If Weiwei can come back this time, even if we are not in the top ten, at least we won't be ranked too low, and we can hold up the scene. "
Listening to these words, it makes people understand that Twelve Road Tan Leg has been quite idle in recent years.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for anyone except Yan Weiwei to have a young man who can fight. None of his predecessors could find him.
Yan Feng frowned when he heard this, and said in a deep voice, as if he didn't want to admit the fact that his family's inheritance was weak in public.
"Everyone just do your best. Weiwei, you don't have to put too much pressure on me. Victory or defeat is a common thing for a soldier. Remember to act according to your ability." Come on, Fan Shigang! You can't afford to lose that person."
Yan Weiwei curled her lips unceremoniously and stuffed a piece of Dongpo meat into her mouth.
Yan Feng and Fan Shigang were embarrassed at the same time.
"Haha! Sister Weiwei, please stop teasing Senior Brother Fan. By the way, are these friends of Sister Weiwei?"
Junior Sister Kong immediately came out to ease the awkward atmosphere.
At the same time, he looked at Meng Lang and Lin Haitang curiously.
The accompanying combination of these two, one big and one small, is really strange.
"Well! My friends from Su City are here to be cheerleaders." Yan Weiwei obviously didn't want to introduce too much, and wanted to use the Spring and Autumn style of writing to describe it in one stroke.
Unexpectedly, Yan Feng personally filled a glass of wine in front of Meng Lang and asked like an elder casually.
"Speaking of which, where is Xiao Meng from?"
Adhering to the principle of talking less and watching more, Meng Lang was originally concentrating on the food there.
I have to say that the chef in this hotel is amazing. The dishes are so exquisite that you can’t even bear to take off your chopsticks. The taste is also remarkable.
Every dish has its own unique flavor, which makes Meng Lang, a foodie, feel that the trip is worthwhile.
"Oh! I'm from Beihu." Meng Lang put down his chopsticks helplessly and replied.
I don’t know why, but the seating arrangement on the wine table is a little weird.
Yan Feng sat in the top position in the center, with Yan Weiwei, Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu on his left.
On the right side, Meng Lang was placed next to him, followed by Kong Wu, Junior Sister Kong, and finally Fan Shigang accompanied him in the last seat.
It looked like Meng Lang was caught between two little old men.
"Really? It's not that far from here. Are your parents in good health? Do you have any brothers and sisters?"
"Well...my parents are in good health, and I have a younger sister."
"Oh! So you are the only son in the family?" Yan Feng frowned even more.
“Yes!”
“That’s right...how did you and Weiwei meet?”
“Hey! What are you doing? Checking your household registration? " Yan Weiwei put down her chopsticks and frowned.
"Can't I ask my own daughter about the friends she has made outside?
I don't know the bottom of things, do you think I, as a father, can rest assured? Do you think so, Xiao Meng?"
"Yes, yes! Actually, I happened to meet the landlord when I was renting a house. We are the relationship between tenant and landlord."
"Renting?" Yan Feng even asked frown.
"Xiao Meng, what do you do? Why haven't you bought a house yet?"
Damn it! Your question sounds a bit like "why not eat minced meat".
Do you think that young people with rural registered permanent residence can now buy a house in the city when they go out to work?
“My main business is insurance, and I also do some part-time jobs on the side, such as this consultant, that consultant, etc. They are all empty titles and not worth mentioning.
This is me Business card, by the way, Master Yan, have you bought insurance? Do you want to consider adding more protection for your later life?" Meng Lang asked with a smile.
Owner: “…”
Is it appropriate for you to sell insurance in this situation?
Are young people so ambitious?
Seeing Meng Lang showing that familiar smile that made people tickle their teeth again, Yan Weiwei was completely relieved.
This guy can always get people out of things they shouldn't or don't want to say, using all kinds of weird excuses...
But... this guy seems to be on the train. Said.
It's not a good thing to have him take the initiative to sell insurance...
Meng Lang said about this.
It allows me, an insurance sales consultant who is not doing his job, to take the initiative to tailor-make and sell insurance for others.
One kind is hopeless.
One is the one you don’t want to save.
From this aspect, his insurance sales are, to some extent, no less than the "judgment" of the Lord of Hell...
"Insurance?"
Yan Feng looked at his hand The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch as he saw the business card with the China Life Insurance logo and "Sales Consultant Meng Lang" written on it.
"Haha! Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth is in heaven, old man, I never think it is necessary to buy insurance.
What's yours is yours, not yours, it's easy to force it It's counterproductive." Yan Fengyi pointed out.
In his eyes, Meng Lang has been completely labeled as a suitor who "doesn't belong to the right family" and whose family background and personal abilities are all unsatisfactory.
Such a person either covets Yan Weiwei's beauty, or wants to take a shortcut in life by being with a rich woman. No matter what, Yan Feng does not think that this is a suitable candidate for his wife.
Although he is a bride-in-law, naturally not everyone can catch his eye when the Yan family is looking for a son-in-law.
Not only do you have to be a good person among people, but you must have outstanding abilities in at least one aspect and be able to become Yan Weiwei's "good wife" in order to reach the passing mark.
"Hey! Master Yan, you are wrong. Insurance is to prepare for tomorrow today, to prepare for death when you are alive, for parents to prepare for their children, and for children to be young, prepare for their children to grow up. .
It is true that life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the sky, but there are also misfortunes and misfortunes, unexpected events!
You never know which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident, right?
Of course, if Master Yan can think this way, he must be an open-minded person. He takes life and death lightly, so fame and fortune should be taken lightly! "
As soon as Meng Lang said those words, Yan Feng's expression immediately changed.
"His~"
Everyone present was stunned.
There was something in Yan Feng's words, and Meng Lang obviously had something in his words, and he was not polite.
Everyone can see that the reason why Yan Feng puts all his hopes on Yan Weiwei is for the reputation and inheritance of Twelve Road Tan Legs.
You can say it's for the family, but if you insist that it's for fame and fortune, of course it's not an exaggeration...
Who is Yan Feng? They are all famous people in the circle, and the Yan family is a family with a long tradition of martial arts. The whole city of Anxi will tremble with every step of their feet.
How dare you, a junior, speak so rudely to a big boss?
Should I say this is because I don’t know the heights of the world, or that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?
Even Yan Weiwei, who had lowered her head to deal with the food, couldn't help but raise her head again in astonishment, staring at Meng Lang strangely.
Hey hey! I know you're here to help me, but I didn't expect you to be so firm in your stance. Are you really going to fight me?
And why do I feel that you are more hostile to our old man than me?
Illusion?
Yan Weiwei’s expression was a bit complicated, she was 70% moved and 30% helpless.
Meng Lang is a capable person, but he is unreliable at ordinary times, but at critical moments he is really good!
"Hahaha!" When the atmosphere in the scene was awkward and solemn, Kong Wu beside Meng Lang suddenly patted Meng Lang on the shoulder.
That force almost knocked Meng Lang under the table.
"Haha! What a funny little guy. I didn't expect young people today to have such courage. Uncle Yan, we are old, haha!"
Kong Wu obviously wanted to lighten the atmosphere and gave Yan Feng walked down the stairs.
Although Yan Feng's face looked ugly, he was an elder and it was not easy for him to argue with his juniors over just one word.
What's more, Yan Weiwei finally agreed to participate in the mountain climbing meeting. If this caused her to walk away, it would be really not worth the gain.
"Well! We are indeed getting old and haven't gone out for a long time..." Yan Feng was obviously still angry.
The implication behind the words is that if he had gone out and walked more, he wouldn't have allowed a junior to be so presumptuous in front of him.
“Yes, old man, you should go out and walk more. The world is really changing with each passing day.
Many high technologies can completely solve most of the problems that troubled ordinary people in the past. For example, ..."
Meng Lang glanced at Yan Feng.
“It can do in vitro fertilization...If you want a boy, you need a boy, if you want a girl, you need a girl...”
"Pfft!" Yan Weiwei couldn't hold it back and spurted out a mouthful of tea.
Everyone: "..."
Originally, several people present felt that Yan Weiwei suddenly brought a man back this time. Could it be that there was some ambiguous relationship between the two.
This time, this idea was directly extinguished.
If you have thoughts about Yan Weiwei, and connotate him as your future father-in-law in public when you meet him for the first time... No matter how brilliant your brain is, you won't commit suicide like this, right?
How does this look like you are here to get married?
Are you here to make enemies?
(End of this chapter)