TGDS Chapter 31.5

Good Dad System [Arc 2] Chapter 31.5: Wealth Is Only Three Generations (38)

“This is our boss. By the way, I haven’t mentioned it yet. The reason why I posted this complaint is that our boss said that work is too tiring. Well, he goes to work at ten o’clock every day. He is often late and never works overtime. He is usually only responsible for paying Qian. He must be really tired when he chooses the project he likes. He took the big boss straight to S city for vacation, but we still stayed in the company and went to work in tears. The boss’s WeChat signature is, “Enjoy life, but follow it through to the end.” , my signature is to get rich overnight, why don’t you see me getting rich?”

 

This almost made it clear that we were talking about Pei Naochun. Once it was posted, it caused countless waves. At first, some people questioned whether the contributor was making it up and exaggerating. Later, someone silently released a bunch of screenshots and news, such as Pei Zhengxiong’s interview the year before last. He said: “My son just needs to live a happy life.”, “It’s no use making too much money, as long as my son is happy.”, there are also a lot of gossips with some innuendo, even the one just pushed What Pei Shaoyang said about “don’t care about the losses” is clearly visible in front of his eyes.

 

The real-time information is constantly being refreshed, and most of the content is repeated, one after another – “I really admire you, I also want to have a father and son like this.”, “Other fathers and other people’s sons.”, “Who doesn’t want to have this? What about Pei Naochun’s life? “…

 

“What’s this called?” Ning Shiqing leaned next to Pei Shaoyang, “Uncle Pei, he debuted in the C position and became famous.”

 

Pei Shaoyang shook his friend away, looked at the Weibo for a long time, and laughed out loud.

 

…

 

Pei Shaoyang was driving. He planned to take Ning Shiqing to the apartment where he lived to rest tonight. He had just arrived in City B and had not yet rested at the home where he was staying. As soon as he got downstairs, he saw a familiar figure in the lobby. The figure was Xiao Li, his father’s assistant at that time.

 

“Assistant Li, why are you here?” Pei Shaoyang was a little confused, “Why didn’t you contact me in advance if something happened?” He didn’t have any bad habits of having others wait, but this was a little strange.

 

Assistant Li picked up two boxes from the sofa next to him, one was a large foam box and the other was a smaller kraft cardboard box: “Little Master, the Young Master asked me to deliver this from S City.”

 

“City S? Did you come back by plane?” Pei Shaoyang’s mouth twitched. This was really something his father could do. “What’s inside here?”

 

Assistant Li nodded: “Little master, you’d better go back and see for yourself.” He did not answer the question.

 

Pei Shaoyang hurriedly asked Assistant Li to go back. He took the big one himself, and asked Ning Shiqing to help him get the kraft carton, and went upstairs one after another. The foam box was so big that it was difficult for him to even get into the elevator: “What exactly is this?”

 

“You’ll know when you go up.”

 

The two entered the house and didn’t even have time to change clothes. They just took off their coats. Pei Shaoyang sat on the ground and started to open the small one first. He was too lazy to find scissors and ended up tearing open the cardboard boxes violently. Another paper box fell out – Pei Shaoyang realized something when he saw the Santa Claus packaging on it. He was careful and opened the paper box. Sure enough, there was an apple inside. He was helpless. This was specially made from S city. The precious apples flown in from the city carried his father’s precious thoughts. Well, he couldn’t make it up and laughed out loud.

 

Ning Shiqing stood at the back, laughing so hard, Uncle Pei was so funny.

 

Pei Shaoyang’s cell phone rang. When he saw it, it was Pei Naochun calling: “Hello, Dad.”

 

“Shaoyang, have you received my gift? Have you opened it?” Pei Naochun seemed to have returned to the hotel. He had booked a presidential suite. He was in the living room, wearing pajamas, relaxed and greeted the camera.

 

Pei Shaoyang picked up the apple and shook it like his father: “I got it.” He wanted to say something to his father, but he didn’t want to.

 

“Shiqing, you’re here too.” Pei Naochun spotted Ning Shiqing, smiled and waved, “I didn’t know you were coming, so I didn’t prepare anything for you.”

 

“It’s okay, Uncle Pei.”

 

Pei Naochun turned around with his cell phone and found the Christmas tree placed on the hotel table: “Today, your grandfather and I saw that all the little girls and boys on the street were buying this. We both thought, if others have it, how could you not have one? So I bought one for you.”

 

Next to them, Uncle Zhang and Pei Zhengxiong were watching TV. Pei Zhengxiong was annoyed and explained himself: “I heard your dad talking nonsense. I didn’t say it. I don’t recognize foreign holidays.” He is older and watches the lunar calendar more.

 

After being exposed, Pei Naochun smiled and did not feel uncomfortable: “No matter what festival it is, as long as it has a good meaning, I think people have said that if you eat an apple at night, you will be safe for the next year.” He turned the camera again and saw that Uncle Zhang and Pei Zhengxiong each had an apple in their hands. “Both Uncle Zhang and Grandpa are eating.”

 

Pei Zhengxiong glared at his son who didn’t give him face: “I eat fruit every day.” He lied without blushing.

 

“Yes, yes.” Pei Naochun was considerate and gave his father face.

 

“Shaoyang, Shiqing, Merry Christmas Eve and Merry Christmas.” Pei Naochun waved to the video. Pei Zhengxiong behind him glanced over and waved vaguely. He maintained his last stubbornness. : “Have a peaceful new year.”

 

Uncle Zhang couldn’t help but laugh and cheered: “I wish the little master and Master Ning a happy Christmas Eve and a happy Christmas.”

 

Pei Shaoyang smiled happily. On impulse, he took a bite of the apple without washing it. He was about to say it was delicious, but his face wrinkled subconsciously. His father really didn’t know how to pick fruits. Isn’t this apple too sour? He frowned and said: “Grandpa, Dad, Uncle Zhang…” He coughed twice before swallowing, “Happy holidays.”

 

Ning Shiqing laughed and responded: “Same joy.”

 

“We’ll talk about the rest when we go home. You pack the other box and remember to cook it and eat it as soon as possible.” After Pei Naochun finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone. This was something he was used to doing recently. He finished what he wanted to say and hangs up the phone immediately.