Chapter 551: I have a 4-meter-long sword. I will chop you to death.
Chapter 551: I have a 4-meter-long sword. I will chop you to death.
Jiang Pengfei didn't know how to read the blueprint, so he was just pretending to do it. His purpose was to test the waters. He turned to look at his daughter and said, "Nansun, come and take a look. What do you think of Mr. Zhang's plan?"
Before Jiang Nansun came forward, Wang Yongzheng had already picked up the plan. After just a glance, he complained with disdain, "Teacher Zhang turned a good three-bedroom and one-living room layout into four and a half suites, like a pigeon cage. There's not even a living room. How can we live here?"
If it were normal times, Zhang Anren would definitely ignore it, but at this time, he would not indulge Wang Yongzheng. "I am maximizing the use of space, which can bring in more rental income. Is there anything wrong with that?"
"Your idea is correct, but you forgot that my aunt's house is rented to rich people. Who among the rich people would rent such a closed house?" Wang Yongzheng looked at Zhang Anren with a joking expression.
Zhang Anren stood there in a daze. He had never expected this.
Wang Yongzheng pursued relentlessly, "Teacher Zhang, the first element of our design is to think about the problem from the client's perspective, rather than forcing our own ideas into it."
This sentence sounded more like an elder admonishing a younger generation, and it made Zhang Anren so angry that his lungs almost exploded.
Although Jiang Nansun was very unhappy with both of them, she had discussed with Brother Chen and was ready to return the favor, so she took the initiative to help out, "Teacher Wang, what you said is really funny. Do rich people need to rent a house with others? Even if they don't have a house, can't they stay in a hotel?"
Wang Yongzheng's smug expression froze, and he was just about to find something to refute.
Jiang Pengfei saw Zhang Anren's smug look and felt very unhappy, so he took the initiative to help Wang Yongzheng out of the embarrassment, "It's just an academic dispute, don't take it too seriously. Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhang, do you have your own house in Shanghai?"
In Jiang Pengfei's opinion, Zhang Anren certainly cannot afford to buy a house given his character. Even if Wang Yongzheng cannot afford it, there is a chance that he has one at home. This can be used as an opportunity to put pressure on Zhang Anren. Don't think that just because his daughter is blind, he is also blind.
Wang Yongzheng saw that Jiang Pengfei helped him resolve the embarrassment and thought that he had a good impression of him. However, he was in Shanghai and really didn't have a house. Just when he didn't know how to start, he saw Zhang Anren said confidently, "After several years of hard work, I bought a house in Shanghai last year. I just renovated it some time ago, and the plan was also designed by me."
Jiang Pengfei pushed up his glasses, looked at Zhang Anren in surprise, and praised him, "It's incredible that you have your own house at such a young age."
This has always been Zhang Anren's pride, but he just smiled modestly.
Just at this moment, footsteps were heard on the stairs again. Several people looked towards the door and saw a handsome man with a tall figure walking up the stairs with a smile on his face. When Jiang Pengfei saw Chen An, his eyes lit up. This young man was even more handsome than he was when he was young. If he had a son, he would definitely be no worse than this.
If Chen An knew what Jiang Pengfei was thinking, he would definitely spit in his face.
Seeing that Chen An had finally arrived, Jiang Nansun immediately went forward and said coquettishly, "Brother Chen, why did you just come? I was just about to call you."
He lifted the bag in his hand and said, "I just thought that there might not be anything to drink here, so I bought some nearby."
"You are so considerate, Brother Chen. I've been thirsty for a long time." Jiang Nansun took a bottle of drink from the bag and drank it happily. "This is my favorite. Thank you, Brother Chen."
When Wang Yongzheng saw the two of them, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Could it be that the man in front of him, who was much more handsome than him, was the so-called love rival?
Jiang Pengfei looked a little embarrassed, looking at his daughter's happy and intimate look, he felt that his cabbage was about to be lost. The most important thing was that he, an old father, was completely clueless about it.
"Nansun, who is this? Can you introduce her to me?"
Jiang Nansun then remembered that there was someone beside her, holding Chen An's arm. Although she was a little shy, she didn't mean to let go. Instead, she walked forward with her arm around him, "This is Chen An, my friend."
The corner of Jiang Pengfei's mouth twitched. Do you really think that I have four white eyes? Can you still be my friend like this?
"Brother Chen, this is my dad."
"Hello uncle, you can just call me Xiao Chen."
Jiang Pengfei raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xiao Chen, judging from your accent, you are from the Northeast?"
"Yes, it seems that the accent of our hometown is very recognizable."
Hearing that he was indeed from the Northeast, Jiang Pengfei became even more unhappy. The Northeast was indeed very powerful at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, but with the reform and opening up, the economy of the Northeast has become increasingly backward. Except for a few places, the Northeast can be said to be synonymous with poverty.
"You look about the same age as Nansun. Are you in school or already working?"
Seeing Jiang Pengfei's nonchalant look, Chen An suddenly realized that for some reason, Dai Yin did not tell Jiang Pengfei about his existence. But this was just right, as he did not want the help of his father-in-law yet.
“It’s already started working.”
Jiang Pengfei said to Jiao Xun like an elder, "While you are still young, you should work harder to make money so that you can gain a foothold in the Magic City one day."
Chen An said modestly, "Uncle is right. I actually think so too. Relatively speaking, among my peers, I am relatively hardworking and motivated."
Jiang Pengfei understood in his heart that a poor boy relied on his good looks and sweet words to deceive his daughter's affection. He had to expose him, "Xiao Chen, uncle is not saying anything to you, young man, don't always say slogans, is there anything practical? For example, buying a house."
“As for buying a house, it’s not possible yet.”
Hearing this, Jiang Pengfei glanced at his daughter with disdain, and then began to teach her, "Young man, you should focus on your career and don't put your mind on things that shouldn't be there."
Jiang Nansun was already very upset with her father's tone, and now when she heard this, she couldn't help but said, "When you talk about others, take a look at yourself."
Jiang Pengfei was very angry after being criticized by his daughter. Before he could open his mouth to scold her, Chen An's action made his heart skip a beat.
Chen An patted Jiang Nansun on the head and said, "Nansun, uncle is right."
"But Brother Chen..." Jiang Nansun was so angry. Among her peers, Chen An was the most outstanding and perfect one she had ever seen. She couldn't stand being scolded and looked down upon by her unlearned father.
"Be good..." Feeling Chen An's actions, Jiang Nansun's anger subsided a little. She also didn't want Brother Chen to misunderstand her image, so she glared at Jiang Pengfei fiercely, hugged Chen An's arm, and stopped talking.
Seeing that his daughter had always been stubborn since she was little, and even her old father could not resist her, now she was as obedient as a kitten in front of other men. This attitude of a little daughter made Jiang Pengfei have a bad feeling. Could it be that his daughter had been taken advantage of by someone during this period of time when she moved out?
At this moment, he wished he could draw out his forty-meter-long sword and teach this yellow-haired man who kidnapped his daughter a lesson. At the same time, he was full of resentment towards Dai Yin. He didn't believe that she, as a mother, knew nothing about this.
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