Chapter 23： (2/2)

What's the matter, he is looking for a job? Isn't he a minor, isn't he still in school?

Which one is this singing?

Zhou Mingfeng's father was not surprised by her, he was as calm as a god, "Are you willing to move the company?"

Zhou Yan nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Jinjin looked at Zhou Mingfeng, then at Zhou Yan, "..."

porter? What the hell.

"Assistant Liu should have told you that Weimei Company is a food branch under my name. The address is remote and the scale is small. Even the manager in charge has never seen me." Zhou Mingfeng paused, "Neither does he Maybe you know you, you are just a porter when you go, no one will protect you."

As expected, Zhou Yan was not a retreat performer. Even after hearing this, he didn't mean to retreat. On the contrary, he seemed to have aroused fighting spirit and said: "I don't need others to cover me, and I don't need others to know me. ."

All in all, this porter, he is determined!

When Zhou Mingfeng heard this, he didn't feel angry. Instead, he tasted the asparagus with great interest.

When Zhou Yan almost couldn't help asking, "Just say it's okay", he finally reluctantly opened his mouth, and said quietly: "The porter is very hard and does physical work. The salary is not what you imagined. It’s so high, it’s not as expensive as you can go out for a meal with your friends."

"So what?!" Zhou Yan couldn't hear this.

"Do you think I must not be able to bear this pain?"

Zhou Yan had been looking for a job during this period, but he was a minor, and other bosses did not dare to use him easily, and he was almost fooled.

After thinking about it, he thought of Assistant Liu.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Mingfeng looked at him, "Lack of money?"

"I think about it. It is your obligation to raise me before the age of eighteen. I will not spend a penny on you after the age of eighteen." Zhou Yan pursed his lips and said seriously, "I start working now, and there is still university tuition. I will settle the cost of living by myself."

"What's the point?" Zhou Mingfeng asked, "Are you planning to sever my father-son relationship with me after the age of eighteen?"

Jiang Jinjin was surprised, is this what she can hear?

Did the father and son treat her as air?

Shouldn't this kind of remarks be left for when there are only two of them?

"No." Zhou Yan said, "I just want to support myself and rely on myself in the future."

A boy of 16 or 7 years old had hardly suffered any setbacks. He suddenly noticed that his aura and self-confidence were all given by his parents. Even if he was a good father, he had to build on his father’s creation. Above the conditions.

How could this make him accept it.

Therefore, the best solution he can think of is to support himself as an adult and no longer rely on his parents.

Seeing that Zhou Mingfeng had no response, Zhou Yan added, "I don't want anything at home."

Jiang Jinjin: "?"

Where does this fool come from.

You don't want money from your family... after all, it hasn't been beaten by the society.

Does this kid know how much money his daddy has?

She is an outsider who is feeling pains for his utterly utterly utterance.

Zhou Mingfeng nodded calmly: "Okay."

Jiang Jinjin: "???"

Did your Zhou family discuss property and such major events so casually?

Although shocked by Zhou Yan's sudden second grade, Jiang Jinjin didn't take this conversation too seriously. The relationship between parents and children is too complicated. Today Zhou Yan puts aside the boast that he doesn’t need a penny at home when he grows up. A few years later, he knows how difficult it is to make money, and he loses his memory every minute. He has never said this. Is Zhou Mingfeng going to remind? Moreover, Zhou Mingfeng does not look like the top ten good people who will donate all his property back to the society in the future, so his money and his family business are naturally left to Zhou Yan.

Not to Zhou Yan, is it to her? Even if she drinks a few more glasses, she doesn't dare to dream of such a daydream.

Zhou Yan was obviously choked. It seemed that he didn't expect that his rhetoric would only be exchanged for a "good" that was so plain that it couldn't be more plain...

Jiang Jinjin could see that Zhou Yan was depressed again, and he left the dining room without saying a word before he even finished the rice in the bowl.

Zhou Mingfeng may not be as calm as he showed. If you really don’t care, why bother to get off work so early, and why bother to look at the phone in the room like an old cadre after dinner?

She pretended to inadvertently sat on the sofa next to him and chatted with him, "Really let Zhou Yan be a porter? It has been very hot recently."

Zhou Mingfeng looked a little tired, took off his glasses and gently wiped the lenses, "Go if he wants."

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Jinjin.

Jiang Jinjin didn't see how he took off his glasses, especially when he was so close.

He has a typical peachy eyes and a tall nose. If he was young, he would have lost a certain charm. The handsome air is on the surface. Now this pair of eyes, whether they are smiling, not smiling, or not smiling, are all different Kind of "this is a man with a story" feeling.

Not all men will be mature, even some men in their forties and fifties, in terms of mind and self-control, even a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy can't compare.

A man's maturity is not only about appearance, but also about his mind and experience.

These precious experiences polished the man in front of him into his present gentle and elegant appearance.

At this moment he took off his glasses and Jiang Jinjin stared at him, unexpectedly there was an illusion that he would unconsciously indulge in his eyes.

If her concentration is a little bit weak, if her emotional experience is not so rich, maybe she will be attracted by this man.