Chen Ping pondered for a moment and said, "I'm missing for now. We'll talk about it later."

Chu Anan on the other end of the phone replied: "Okay, Mr. Chen."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ping sat in the corridor and slept all night.

Early the next morning, Jiang Wan just said to him coldly: "I will take the rice grains back this afternoon. Do you want to go back with me?"

Chen Ping nodded and smiled bitterly: "I'll bow down to our dad."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Wan was excited in her heart, but she still looked cold and nodded without saying anything else.

In the afternoon, Chen Ping and Jiang Wan took Mi Li back to their father-in-law's house. As soon as they entered the house, they felt that the atmosphere in the house was cold.

"Dad, I'm back." Jiang Wan pretended to be calm.

No one greeted him. Jiang Guomin sat on the sofa, wearing reading glasses and reading the newspaper.

Mother-in-law Yang Guilan is busy with something in the kitchen.

Chen Ping put the rice grains down, and the little guy hid behind his father's thighs, grabbing Chen Ping's trouser legs tightly, raising his head, looking at Chen Ping with big eyes innocently, and murmured in a low voice: "Daddy, grandpa and grandma.

Don’t you like me?”

Chen Ping knelt down, touched Mi Li's little head lovingly, shook his head and smiled softly: "No, hurry in and say hello to grandpa and grandma."

The big black gem-like eyes of the millet grains were shining. He glanced at Jiang Guoguo who was reading the newspaper cautiously and fearfully for a few times, then he ran over and yelled: "Grandpa, the rice grains are here."

Jiang Guomin then put down the newspaper, got up and left the sofa, and entered the study room without even looking at it.

Bang!

The study door is closed.

It hit Chen Ping's heart hard, as well as Jiang Wan's.

Jiang Wan looked at Mi Li who was pouting and about to cry, and hurriedly ran over, held her in her arms, and entered her bedroom.

Chen Ping frowned slightly, feeling very unhappy.

My father-in-law's attitude towards his daughter is too cold.

But someone else was there, so I followed him into the kitchen to help, but was given a cold reception by my mother-in-law.

"Chen Ping, I don't need you to serve me. I can't afford it. You just keep going back and forth. We don't welcome you at home."

Yang Guilan said as if there was no one around, not giving Chen Ping a good look at all.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

Chen Ping lowered his head and said that he understood the purpose of his visit today and did not want to embarrass Jiang Wan.

So, he chose to compromise.

"Ouch, I can't bear it." Yang Guilan said sarcastically, with frivolous eyebrows and a sharp-tongued face.

Just at this moment, the doorbell rang.

Yang Guilan glared at Chen Ping, pushed him away arrogantly, and then ran to the door with a happy face, shouting in a lingering voice: "Come here, come here, is it Gao Yang?"

As soon as the door opens.

Gao Yang, who was wearing a handsome suit, was holding gift boxes full of gifts in his left and right hands and said with a smile: "Hello, Auntie."

"Ouch, come in, come in."

Yang Guilan was so happy that she hurriedly took the gift box from Gao Yang's hand: "Come as soon as you come, what kind of gift do you want to bring? It's too unreasonable."

"This is my first visit. As I should, I would like to say hello to you and uncle on behalf of my parents." Gao Yang said generously.

As soon as Yang Guilan turned around, she saw Chen Ping sitting on the sofa in the living room. She suddenly felt bad and cursed: "Didn't you see the guest? Why don't you pour tea quickly? You don't have any eyesight."

This good-for-nothing son-in-law, look at Gao Yang, he even knows how to bring gifts when he comes to visit.

He just came here empty-handed with an oil bottle. What bad luck!

Chen Ping glanced at Gao Yang, who was staring at him arrogantly, as if he was saying, scumbag, my mother-in-law treats me better than your famous son-in-law.

Chen Ping didn't care about anything, got up and went to make a cup of tea.

Jiang Guomin had already come out of the study and was chatting enthusiastically with Gao Yang on the sofa.

Chen Ping stood in the corner, listening silently.

"Uncle Jiang, where's Jiang Wan, why didn't you see her?" Gao Yang looked around, his eyes rolling.

Jiang Guomin called out: "Wan'er, we have a guest at home."

The bedroom door opened and Jiang Wan finally coaxed Mi Li to sleep. When she saw Gao Yang sitting in the living room, her expression was slightly startled.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Wan's tone was cold.

"Why can't he come? Are you allowed to bring back a piece of trash?"

Yang Guilan walked out of the kitchen at this time, holding a fruit plate in her hand, and glared at Chen Ping who was standing smoking in the corner, obviously upset, "Smoking is not allowed at home, you have to take it out."

"I'm sorry." Chen Ping immediately put out his cigarette, opened the window and fanned himself to disperse the smell of smoke.

Jiang Wan also glanced at Chen Ping, wishing she could take him out immediately to save herself from embarrassment.

"Gao Yang, these fruits were specially bought by aunt this morning. They are very sweet."

Yang Guilan piled the fruit plates in front of Gao Yang as if to please.

"Thank you, Auntie." Gao Yang replied politely.

When Chen Ping saw this scene, he felt very uncomfortable.

When Mi Li came over, he didn't even see any fruit.

After all, she is your granddaughter. What you do is really embarrassing.

"By the way, Uncle Jiang, the layout for your exhibition has already begun, and the invitations have been sent out. It will open on time at ten o'clock on Saturday morning."

While Gao Yang was speaking, he glanced at Chen Ping proudly, showing off very much.

Obviously, his status in the Jiang family is much higher than this son-in-law.

"Okay, okay, thank you so much, Xiao Gao."

Jiang Guomin also had a happy face, imagining how his exhibition would cause a sensation throughout the city.

A few of my old friends have already begun to build momentum for me.

Many prominent people in Shangjiang City know that the former Land Resources Planning Section Changjiang Citizen received an authentic copy of Tang Bohu!

It caused quite a stir in Shangjiang City for a while.

Of course, there is also suspense, as it is not revealed which of Tang Bohu's paintings is authentic.

Just waiting to shock the audience on the day of the exhibition.

"Uncle Jiang, you're welcome, this is what I should do."

Gao Yang said modestly, "Also, regarding your request to meet with Mr. Chen, I also told the person in charge that we can meet, but the time has not been determined. You also know that people like Mr. Chen are very busy."

I'm going!

So shameless.

Chen Ping felt contempt in his heart. When did he agree to meet?

This is lying to gain favor, and it is told very skillfully.

We can meet, but the time has not been determined.

Gao Yang was very good at pleasing Jiang Guomin, which Jiang Guomin noticed. The more he looked at him, the more he felt comfortable and liked him more and more.

"Chen Ping, look at Gao Yang. If you have nothing to do, learn from him. Don't idle around all day. It's really not possible. Let Gao Yang help you arrange a job. It would be more respectable."

Jiang Guomin spoke, thinking for Chen Ping's sake for the first time.

This is a good start.

But Chen Ping felt very uncomfortable when he heard it.

The total assets of that company in Gaoyang are only tens of millions, which is not even enough for one month's pocket money.

"Chen Ping, why are you still standing there stupidly? Why don't you please beg Gao Yang?" Yang Guilan glared at Chen Ping with hatred.

This idiot, after all he said, he still stood there stupidly. He really deserves to be useless.

Gao Yang, on the other hand, was sitting upright with his eyes slightly narrowed, triumphantly waiting for Chen Ping to beg him.

So cool!

Although Jiang Wan doesn't like Gao Yang, she still thinks it's good to have a good opportunity.

So, she glanced at Chen Ping and moved her lips slightly, which was obvious.

However.

"No, thank you. The temple is too big and I'm not used to staying here."

Chen Ping refused calmly.
To be continued...