A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 114 Qiao Weidong's Answer

"Dad, do you know something?" Chen Jinnian asked.

He didn't notice anything unusual about his father. Chen Ming was also a veteran who had been in the business world for many years. Even if he had something on his mind, he wouldn't be able to see through it at a glance.

But Chen Jinnian felt that given their relationship, it was impossible for Chen Ming to have not heard anything about it.

Hearing his son's question, Chen Ming picked up the mutton from the copper pot, dipped it into the sesame sauce dish, and said, "How could I know?"

"Then let me guess. The conflict between these two people is nothing more than just daily bickering and having different goals. If it were just daily bickering, the current situation wouldn't be like this. After all, Uncle Qiao is very generous. If one Hermès can't solve it, then add Prada."

Chen Jinnian said this, then looked in the direction of Qiao Weidong and continued, "I heard Yingzi say that they are getting married. If they can still have a falling out, it should be about marriage, or even more importantly, about having children."

This was the first time that Chen Ming felt that he could not keep this child. He guessed the whole thing almost exactly from just one look and one sentence Xiao Meng said. Wasn't he one-way transparent in his eyes?

"These muttons are freshly cut. Eat more. If it's not enough, we can order more." Chen Ming quickly picked up the mutton from the pot and handed it to Chen Jinnian, hoping to shut him up.

With Su Ying's shrewdness, it's impossible that she still can't see it now, so she said directly: "Okay, Chen Ming, you really know it. I was wondering why you were so active just now."

"I confess, I confess, isn't that enough?" Chen Ming put down his chopsticks and said helplessly, "Let me first state that I don't know what Lao Qiao and Xiao Meng talked about, but I guess it's related to the child, because, because Lao Qiao is a father again."

"What?" Su Ying showed a surprised expression, "Xiao Meng is pregnant."

"Is it Uncle Qiao's?" Chen Jinnian asked casually, but immediately attracted the attention of his parents. "Um..., I was just asking casually."

The main reason he asked this question was that he happened to see Xiao Meng having lunch with a handsome man a month ago, and they were talking and laughing, so he asked this question.

Su Ying patted her son gently and continued, "This isn't anyone's problem. This is the child's problem. Does Old Qiao not want it?"

Chen Ming nodded silently.

"Hmph, I knew this was the situation. How could a shrewd man like Qiao Weidong find someone to marry and have children with to share his money?" Su Ying said coldly. Obviously, this choice was not surprising.

"He doesn't want to have a child because of Yingzi." For the sake of their long-time friendship, Chen Ming still made an excuse, even though he didn't believe it himself.

"Even my son wouldn't believe this. Let's eat quickly and stop talking about them."

After Su Ying finished speaking, she waved to the waiter to come and add more soup.

Chen Jinnian was actually quite surprised. He didn't remember Xiaomeng being pregnant, but he was not surprised at all by Qiao Weidong's behavior.

Qiao Weidong is a person who values ​​material things very much, and Xiao Meng is actually the same.

Xiao Meng earns more than 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a month, which seems like a lot and higher than the income of most ordinary people, but it is completely unable to support her material needs, let alone settling down in Beijing where the current cost is 40,000 to 50,000 yuan per square meter.

If she wants to stay and enjoy the leisurely life in Beijing, she needs someone like Qiao Weidong. Otherwise, she can only return to her hometown's provincial capital or a prefecture-level city, which is also the final destination of many migrant workers in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this, but for Xiao Meng, she obviously cannot accept it. Since the moment she was admitted to the Beijing Dance Academy, she has regarded staying in Beijing as her life goal.

As for Qiao Weidong, after experiencing a divorce that left him almost penniless, no matter how much he said he didn't care, it was impossible for him not to be worried, especially now that he has more money and is older, he will not take risks easily.

After all, if you lose the bet, there will be no time to make a comeback.

If Xiao Meng didn't object, Qiao Weidong could support her for the rest of her life, give her all the brand-name bags and clothes she wanted, and provide her with good material conditions, but the only thing he couldn't give her was marriage and having children.

Qiao Weidong has his own child. To him, she was Qiao Yingzi before and will always be Qiao Yingzi in the future.

It would be too risky for him to have another child now. He would have to wait until he transferred all his property to Qiao Yingzi before he would consider it.

After finishing his meal, Chen Jinnian walked over to check on the drunk Qiao Weidong. After all, they had known each other for many years, and he couldn't just leave him there without caring about anything.

"Uncle Qiao, you've already drunk so much, why do you want to drink more?" He took the wine glass from the other person's hand, poured it directly into the hot pot, and then signaled the waiter to clean up.

Qiao Weidong didn't get angry when he saw the wine was poured. Instead, he tried to open his drunken eyes. After carefully distinguishing the wine, he smiled and said, "Oh, Jinnian, where are you from? Come, sit down and have something to eat."

"Let's go home and eat. Where do you live now? And where is your car parked?" Chen Jinnian wanted to find out these things after Qiao Weidong was completely unconscious.

Fortunately, Qiao Weidong still had some consciousness. He handed over his wallet and keys and said, "Shuxiang Yayuan, just swipe the card. The password is, it's Yingzi's birthday."

Chen Jinnian shook his head with some emotion, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."

It took a long time to get Qiao Weidong back to Shuxiang Yayuan, but when he got downstairs, he got into trouble.

"What, Dad, you don't even know which floor his house is on?" Chen Jinnian asked in surprise.

"Nonsense, how could I know? It's been so many years. Besides, when they bought the house, they planned to rent it out in the future and never invited me over." Chen Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead after he finished speaking.

Chen Jinnian looked down at Qiao Weidong, who was leaning on the steps and sleeping soundly. It seemed that there was no way to get any information from him, so he took out his cell phone and called Qiao Yingzi.

After a few minutes, she hurried over and asked anxiously, "What happened to my dad? Why did he drink so much?" Qiao Yingzi bent down to check on her father's condition.

"You have to ask him for the specific reason." Chen Jinnian made a little bear spreading his hands gesture. In the end, he let Qiao Weidong speak for himself. He didn't want to get involved in these matters.

But he continued, "We happened to run into your dad when we were out for dinner, so we brought him back."

"Yingzi, it's cold outside. You should send your dad upstairs first. Which floor is his house on?" Chen Ming also echoed.

Qiao Yingzi quickly took out the access card and brought them in. They took the elevator to the top floor and entered the house on the east side.

"Oh my god, your dad is really generous." After Chen Jinnian helped Qiao Weidong in, he was also shocked by the scene in front of him. The Lego spaceships almost filled the entire living room.

He only has two feelings, the first is expensive, the second is rich.

Qiao Yingzi ignored him and turned to thank Chen Ming, then arranged for Qiao Weidong to lie down in the bedroom.

He had nothing else to do. He looked at the various decorations in the room, and then saw the handheld game console thrown on the sofa.

"Hey, isn't this the one Yingzi took away? Why is it thrown here?"