Facing Zhou Jianping's gaze, Zhou Xing nodded solemnly: "Grandma didn't want to tell me at first, but I couldn't help but kept asking, and finally revealed it."
"Dad, don't blame me for being nosy."
"Every Chinese New Year...Although many people from Jiangcheng come to invite us to dinner, and even the local top leaders have to flatter us, it seems that there is a lot of excitement in the hotel box, with a lot of people."
"But I still feel lonely. The Chinese New Year has to be fun with my family."
Zhang Lanfang nodded: "That's the truth."
Zhou Jianping listened to Zhou Xing's words.
There was silence for a moment.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he put down his chopsticks: "Then tell me what grandma said to you."
Zhou Xing's expression froze.
"You brat, you still want to trick your father into trying to trick you. I've been tired of this stuff since I was eight or nine years old."
Zhou Jianping said angrily: "I really think your father is a fool. How can I be such a father if he is tricked by his own son?"
"My son is kindly helping you. Why don't you expose him?"
Zhang Lanfang couldn't help but blame him: "I don't have bad intentions. I can take the initiative to cooperate with my son and I won't be embarrassed."
Zhou Xing's eyes widened.
They looked at Zhang Lanfang and Zhou Jianping in disbelief.
They all saw it.
Are you kidding fools here?
"Others might have been fooled by what you said, but you have forgotten one thing. You were born to us, and we have watched you grow up with our own eyes. We all know what you think and stick out your butt. "
Zhang Lanfang explained.
Zhou Xing was still deeply affected.
"What about the Spring Festival Gala?"
Zhang Lanfang ignored Zhou Xing and looked at Zhou Jianping and asked.
Zhou Jianping glanced at the three tickets on the table with a faint smile on his face: "Then let's go and take a look. It just so happens that I have been staying in Jiangcheng for the past few years during the Chinese New Year. There is nothing new, and I am a little tired of those dinners. Let’s celebrate the New Year in a different way and be more relaxed.”
“Going to Kyoto on New Year’s Eve.”
Zhou Jianping pointed at Zhou Xing: "I'm going to take your son's Gulfstream G650er. I bought a private jet at this age, and it's still the latest model. I want to experience the difference in my son's private jet."
"If it feels good, give it to me for business trips and give him my plane."
"Young people these days, it's better not to use things that are too good, just make do with them, and learn to endure hardship."
Zhang Lanfang pushed Zhou Jianping: "Fuck you, where can I steal my son's things?"
Zhou Xing gritted his teeth for a while.
Is there any more royal method?
Stand up immediately!
"What are you going to do?"
Zhang Lanfang asked puzzledly.
Zhou Xing smiled coldly: "If you don't want to eat, go and sell my plane!"
"That's good. I can exchange it for cash... and buy me a new one. I heard that the Gulfstream 700 is coming out soon."
Zhou Jianping said unhurriedly.
Zhou Xing: “…………..”
.............
As the Spring Festival is approaching.
The flavor of the New Year in Jiangcheng is getting stronger and stronger.
Red lanterns were hung on the streets.
Every household has also begun to post Spring Festival couplets and buy new year's goods.
The fireworks feast started every night.
New Year's Eve.
The customized version of the Mercedes-Benz Maybach drove out of the villa and arrived at the airport.
Zhou Jianping and Zhou Xing were not dressed up much and were dressed casually.
Zhang Lanfang put on makeup and a custom-made gray coat.
There are several bodyguards from Tang Long.
Therefore, Zhou Jianping did not bring anyone else with him and went into battle lightly.
I got off the car and went through security check all the way, then got on the shuttle bus at the entrance of the VIP room and arrived in front of the Gulfstream G650er.
Zhou Xing asked Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang to board the plane first, while he got on last.
Once on the plane.
I saw Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang looking at the decoration inside the aircraft.
Zhou Jianping took a look at the few seats in the cabin, then went to the bedroom, opened the door and looked at the luxurious decoration inside, including the big round bed in the center.
"The brat will actually enjoy it, it's like your style."
Zhou Xing sat in his seat and fastened his seat belt silently, his face expressionless.
It was as if he had not heard Zhou Jianping's words at all.
These few days at home.
He's used to it.
Both Zhang Lanfang and Zhou Jianping have venomous tongues...especially Zhou Jianping, although he speaks few words, every word goes straight to his heart.
The jokes never stop.
Zhang Lanfang and Zhou Jianping walked around for a while, and then both sat down opposite Zhou Xing.
The plane took off soon.
Traveling in the stratosphere.
Zhou Xing put down the small table and started a landlord fight with Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang.
Not surprisingly.
He was lifted up and beaten from all directions by Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang.
Let’s not talk about Zhou Jianping, the old fox. Zhang Lanfang can start a law firm with his own hands, which is something he can’t do if he doesn’t have a high IQ.
Such a small game.
Basically, at a glance, they know exactly what cards the opponent has in their hand.
Two hours on the plane.
This is the darkest moment in Zhou Xing's history.
After all, he was considered a smart man. How had he ever been wronged like this in front of outsiders? But he faced two old foxes, his own parents.
Where does this make sense?
After all, the old man Zhou Dingshan loves himself and knows how to measure things.
These two people are deadly.
The plane is about to land.
"It's meaningless if we don't play anymore."
Zhou Xing glanced at the cards in his hand and immediately threw them on the table, beginning his son's exclusive rights and cheating.
"Then remember to pay."
Zhou Jianping said something.
"Do you want any money?"
Zhou Xing had a stern look on his face: "I am playing here with you, and you are so bullied by you, but you are happy, but I have suffered a lot of psychological damage. It's a good thing that I didn't ask you for money."
"If you don't have money, just use your plane to pay off your debt. I think it's quite comfortable to sit on, much better than mine. My plane is old and it's time to replace it."
Zhou Jianping didn't care at all.
"Don't think about it."
Landing.
Zhou Xing was the first one to slip away.
Under the protection of Tang Long and others, the three people arrived at the airport parking lot from the VIP channel.
Parking lot outside.
There is already a car waiting.
There are more than a dozen vehicles.
Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Maybach... there are all kinds of them.
Accompanied by a group of burly bodyguards in suits.
It was far bigger than the battle where Zhou Jianping took over from Zhou Xing.
The momentum is astonishing.
"Old Zhou."
Wang Xiaocong saw Zhou Xing at a glance from a distance, waved to Zhou Xing, and then trotted all the way to Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang, changing his usual playful smile.
He bowed slightly, suppressed the smile on his face, and greeted Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang seriously: "Uncle Zhou, Aunt Zhang."