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Chapter 66 Twenty-five?

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Late autumn?

Listening to Ren Hao as a close name, after Xia Jianguo and Liu Sufen, Xia Wanqiu frowned when he heard this, looked at him, turned his head and said to his parents, "Go in." Xia Wanqiu's kung fu was obviously not as good as Ren Hao's, and he didn't want to say anything more.

Ren Hao was worried, and the three of them looked ugly ones. How could this be treated for the prospective son-in-law?

He calmly handed Xia Wanqiu an urgent look, Teacher Xia, it’s fine for your parents to do this, I am your "boyfriend". Why are you just like seeing a labor reform crime?

If this continues, it will be revealed!

Daronghe Restaurant.

In the penultimate private room on the southwest side of the hall.

Xia Jianguo, Liu Sufen, Xia Wanqiu, Ren Hao, and the four of them sat around a round shape covered with thick glass surfaces in turn. Naturally, Xia Jianguo was the main seat. He observed Ren Hao again and said with a frown: "Young man, I heard you are twenty-five years old this year?"

"That's right." Ren Hao thought to himself that terrible. Xia's father and mother were indeed very skeptical of his age. "To be precise, it should be twenty-five years old. I'm on October 13th, and it's not a few days away." Ren Hao strengthened the details to increase the authenticity.

Xia Jianguo paused, and then approached his wife and whispered to her: "Didn't you tell me that he is twenty-five years old, but look, how come he looks like twenty-five?"

Liu Sufen secretly glanced at Ren Hao, withdrew his gaze and said softly: "He said he looked young, and his words and deeds were quite mature. I think it's not much different."

Xia Jianguo shook his head solemnly: "He is only twenty years old, I won't misunderstand this." After hearing what her husband said, Liu Sufen was not sure. He thought about it and looked at Ren Hao and said, "You said you brought your ID card last time..."

"Oh, sorry." Ren Hao looked at the two apologetically: "I'm busy signing contracts these two days and want to transfer money with Japan, but I'm too busy with work and have no time to go to the bank to handle business, so I entrusted my ID card to someone else and asked him to help me with it." Seeing the two old people's suspicious eyes, Ren Hao hurriedly added: "You don't know that China-Japan transfer transactions are very troublesome, and there are too many procedures. Well, it will be fine in about five days."

Xia Wanqiu looked at him with no words.

Xia Jianguo turned his head and whispered to his wife: "He pushes this and that, there must be something inside."

"But if he was really twenty years old, our daughter wouldn't have been friends with him. Don't you know this girl Wanqiu?" Liu Sufen's expression was very complicated: "Put the age aside first. What do you think of others? Do you have the right one to Wanqiu?"

Xia Jianguo shook his head heavily: "Character and work are second-hand, it depends on age first." The family is all old-fashioned and values ​​age very much. "Okay, just say he is twenty-five years old, but that's more than five years younger than Wanqiu. No, I don't agree with this matter anyway, so let them fall down as soon as possible."

Psychologically, Liu Sufen is more inclined to Ren Hao. After all, it is the first time that his daughter can take the initiative to have a partner. "This late autumn finally makes me feel like someone. Let's not ask too much. Twenty-five is twenty-five, and it's not too different. I mean, look at his character and work first, this is the key."

Seeing that Xia Jianguo was still disagreeing, Liu Sufen glared at him angrily: "Late autumn is thirty. If we delay for a few more years, it will not be us choosing others, but others choosing us. Besides..." Liu Sufen lowered his voice: "They both of them sleep together, what else can we do?"

Xia Jianguo sighed softly and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll ask him, and it's just the right time to find out his age."

On the other side.

It is naturally impossible for Ren Hao and Xia Wanqiu to hear the conversation between the old man, but you can guess with your eyes closed. It must be a discussion around age and character. Ren Hao tried to make himself look more energetic, with his waist straightened, and then quietly looked at Xia Wanqiu who was silent, and he didn't even have the strength to smile bitterly. "Teacher Xia, can you cooperate with me, at least, say a few good things for me in a while?"

Xia Wanqiu said in a cold and hot manner: "I'll try my best."

Ren Hao had the urge to faint. If this matter was exposed, he would not be implicated at all. The unlucky one was Xia Wanqiu alone. Liu Sufen would be anxious with her, force her to get married, etc.

But now it’s a big deal, it seems like I’m very anxious, and it doesn’t matter if summer or late autumn is concerned.

However, Ren Hao also understood that Xia Wanqiu had such a personality and she couldn't do much about acting.

At this time, the waiter came in with the menu and asked them to order the dishes. Ren Hao took the menu and first got up and handed it to Xia Jianguo. The latter looked at several pages but did not order any of them. Liu Sufen frowned and said, "Let the two children order it." Then he took the menu and gave it to Ren Hao.

Ren Hao didn't dare to order the recipe, and pushed the recipe in front of Xia Wanqiu: "Late Qiu, you know what uncle and aunt like to eat, please order it."

Late autumn...

He was called this by a sixteen-year-old student, and Xia Wanqiu was so uncomfortable. He paused, pinched the recipe, ordered a few randomly. At the end, Ren Hao said to the waiter, "Get a chilled tripe and Rong and Jiang Zhuang Pig Hand." Then he said to the three of them: "These are their signature dishes here, very good."

When the waiter closed the door and went out, Xia Jianguo concentrated his mind and looked at Ren Hao with a scrutiny: "Which company are you so busy?"

When Ren Hao heard this, he immediately became alert. He couldn't make a little fork. While getting up to pour tea for the two elders, he smiled and said, "It's better to say the publishing house than the company. I am currently a publishing editor, and I'm responsible for the review of manuscripts. Oh, it's the preliminary review." Originally, Ren Hao planned to talk nonsense about a company, but it can be seen that Xia Jianguo is not as easy to fool as Liu Sufen, so he changed his mind temporarily.

Ren Hao is quite familiar with the publishing industry and will not easily cause bugs.

"Editor?" Xia Jianguo took a sip of tea: "What are you usually responsible for in the preliminary review? Is it just reading a book?"

Xia Wanqiu looked at Ren Hao with some concern. Her father had a friend and his son wrote traditional novels. Xia Jianguo should have heard a lot about this. Xia Wanqiu was afraid that he would not be able to answer, so he cleared his throat and interrupted, "The first review is just a casual look. If it is okay, then hand it over to the editor below for review."

After all, Xia Wanqiu lived for thirty years, and he also heard a little about the publishing house.

Xia Jianguo frowned and looked at his daughter, then said to Ren Hao: "Is that true?"
Chapter completed!
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