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In fact, when Uncle Hu knew about this, President Jiang would basically know. After all, he could not ignore the situation when the cannon happened, but it was right in front of him. That feeling was still very different. Jiang Kuo didn't mind that President Jiang knew that he was here too. He could be watching the fun here, and he could be giving advice from a distance. But he minded that President Jiang saw him here with his own eyes. He had never wanted to touch any business of President Jiang, any project, now that Mr. Jiang saw with his own eyes that he was here not only himself, but also brought people. The participation level was quite obvious.

And after hearing this, Da Mao had completely rebelled, and even Director Jiang's name was picked up by him. This was very embarrassing.

"When did you come?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"I've come early, I've had a sleep in my car." Mr. Jiang opened the car door and wanted to get out, but found that the car door was blocked by a motorcycle.

"You go into the house to sleep." Jiang Kuo glanced at the motorcycle and stood still.

Duan Feifan went over and pushed the motorcycle away.

Jiang Kuo looked at the back of Duan Feifan’s head, where are you?

"Break house," Mr. Jiang got out of the car. "I feel a little more comfortable in the car. Lao Hu slept quite well in the house, after all, his son's bed."

"Didn't you just called Da Mao?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Why have you been sleeping for a long time?"

"Where are you trying me?" Mr. Jiang also looked at him.

Jiang Kuo didn't make any noise.

"I thought you could come back after dinner. As a result, lunch was connected with afternoon tea. Lao Hu called after getting up. "Mr. Jiang said and laughed again, took a step back and looked him up and down for a while, "I heard that the talk was good? How did you talk?"

"Whoever tells you asked who to go?" Jiang Kuo turned to the beginning.

Mr. Jiang laughed happily and looked at Duan Feifan sitting on the motorcycle and lowered his head to play with his cell phone: "I missed class and pulled Duan Feifan?"

"I took a leave," said Jiang Kuo, "I have a stomachache."

"He took you to the hospital?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo responded.

Mr. Hu called someone in the yard again, and then walked out after calling: "Xiaokuo is so awesome today, your classmate..."

Mr. Hu looked around and pointed at Duan Feifan: "It's that, it's quite awesome. Where are the two cars of people he brought?"

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows: "Who are the two cars?"

Before Jiang Kuo could answer, Mr. Jiang shouted to the other side: "Duan Feifan!"

"Oh!" Duan Feifan raised his head and responded, put his phone back in his pocket, and ran over, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Hu."

"You've brought people?" Mr. Jiang was very interested, "Where are people?"

"What's behind," Duan Feifan smiled, "Daopao is with them, probably he's almost here now."

"Where is the one who called me?" Mr. Jiang asked, "Why are you still thinking about bringing people here?"

"Just people from our market," Duan Feifan said with a smile, "I met someone I have known since I was a child. I am not familiar with the place in the village. Jiang Kuo and I come here for fear of being unsafe."

"Yes," Mr. Jiang nodded, "That's what it means."

As he was talking, Da Cannon came back with two carts of bread men.

Although he didn't want his father and Mr. Jiang to know about this, the fundamental reason was completely different from that of Jiang Kuo. So when he saw his own father standing at the door of the yard, he raised his head proudly.

"Dad! Mr. Jiang! Why are you here?" He waved his hand, "Brothers, go to the yard for a rest first!"

The people from the market gang got out of the car, greeted their two fathers very lively, and then rushed into the yard.

"Looking at this stance, is it quite smooth?" Mr. Hu looked at the cannon.

"Can it not go well?" Dapao said and patted Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifan on the shoulders, "Can they not go well!"

"Tell me." Mr. Hu waved with a smile.

Although Jiang Kuo was reluctant, he still had to give face to Uncle Hu. He turned his head to look at Duan Feifan and walked over slowly.

Duan Feifan guessed that Jiang Kuo was too lazy to speak, and wanted him to help him. When he was about to follow him, General Manager Jiang leaned against the front of the car and called him: "Xiao Duan."

"Oh." Duan Feifan immediately stopped and walked in front of President Jiang.

"Thank you for your hard work." Mr. Jiang looked at the lively group of people in the yard.

"This is normal," Duan Feifan smiled. "If you are a big deal, you will help each other if you have any questions."

"Is that so much mobilized Jiang Kuo?" Mr. Jiang curled his lips.

This action is obviously Jiang Kuo’s biological father, and it is exactly the same, but Mr. Jiang’s ticking at the corner of his mouth brings a strong sense of oppression.

"Friend," Duan Feifan said, "Jiang Kuo also brought us a group of people to eat, drink and have fun during the winter vacation. The group of people has opened their eyes. I can't help much in this matter now, so it's okay to call a few people."

"Jiang Kuo is not good at dealing with these things. His mother usually makes him so cute," Mr. Jiang scratched his fingers in the air. "He has little contact with these things on the project site, especially when dealing with fellow villagers. His personality is not enough to be relieved without anyone around him."

...Who is used to it?

"It's not enough to just ease," Duan Feifan said. "You can know that if you are on the scene, you still need Jiang Kuo to press a little bit to advance."

Mr. Jiang laughed and looked at him: "Where are you rushing with me to praise him?"

"No," Duan Feifan rubbed his nose, "To be honest, it was actually the first time I saw Jiang Kuo like this, and I was quite surprised."

"That's right, the personality needs to be polished, and the brain is still very useful," said Mr. Jiang. "This kid is just stubborn with me and insists on going to this broken school..."

After saying this, President Jiang stopped again and patted Duan Feifan's arm: "You can be a waste of going to this broken school."

Duan Feifan smiled and changed the topic: "How many days will Mr. Jiang stay here this time?"

"I'll leave early tomorrow morning," said Mr. Jiang. "The company still has a lot of things. I don't want to come today. Lao Hu is worried. If you know that you are in this situation, he probably won't come."

"Don't you have a meal with Jiang Kuo before leaving?" Duan Feifan asked casually.

"It's boring to eat with him," Mr. Jiang looked at him, "We can have a meal if we have the chance."

"Okay," Duan Feifan could only nod, "Mr. Jiang, you will definitely let Jiang Kuo tell me next time you come and I will have a good meal with you."

"Tell Jiang Kuo that you can't drink this wine," Mr. Jiang smiled and lowered his head to pull aside the chicken chop that had been pecking on his shoes. "Can he ask me to drink with you?"

Duan Feifan didn't know how to answer this sentence, so he could only lower his head and take action with him, stretched out his feet and pulled the chicken out a little more.

Fortunately, Jiang Kuo finished chatting with Mr. Hu and walked over together. He touched his stomach and sighed: "I'm starving to death."

"Go to eat." Mr. Jiang said immediately, not even thinking it was strange that they were hungry again after they had just returned from dinner.

"No, I'll have some bread later," said Jiang Kuo, "We're going back to school."

"What are you going back to school?" said Mr. Jiang. "I'll drive you back tonight..."

"No." Jiang Kuo said immediately.

"You're not taking care of this matter halfway?" Mr. Jiang asked, "Are you going to have to meet the Shang family at night?"

"Aren't you?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Me?" Mr. Jiang smiled and pointed at himself, holding his arm on the front of the car, and tapped his fingers on the hood a few times. "I have sold all these villages to me, and I might be able to come over and touch them."

"Pretend, didn't you come with Xiao Qin last time?" Jiang Kuo tskated.

"Last time I slept in a hotel in the town," said Mr. Jiang.

"... Then you are Da Cannon's assistant today." Jiang Kuo said.

"He is his assistant there." President Jiang raised his chin to President Hu.

Jiang Kuo's original plan must have left after dinner. He had already asked Dapao to tell others that he would finish talking to Daxin before drinking.

But now that Mr. Jiang suddenly came over, he felt a little awkward. It was definitely not suitable for the Shang family to break the appointment after taking the initiative.

"Order Jiang," Duan Feifan spoke, "You and Mr. Hu... go back first."

Jiang Kuo turned his head to look at Duan Feifan, and Mr. Jiang and Mr. Hu were also stunned and looked at him together.

Ye Fan is a good person!

"You were just worried about coming here to see it," Duan Feifan said. "Now there is nothing to do. Everything is done. If Jiang Kuo and the monks meet later, it will definitely be a meal. If you are here, you will definitely not be able to go. There is no good dinner in the town, and they have to worry about you."

Mr. Jiang looked at him and laughed: "This kid... they won't worry about us!"

"Why don't we go?" Mr. Hu said.

"Let's go," Mr. Jiang patted the front of the car and glanced at Jiang Kuo, "We've sent someone to drive us."

Jiang Kuo sighed.

"Let's go," Mr. Jiang waved at Mr. Hu, "Let's go back to the city to relax."

Jiang Kuo immediately turned around and looked at him.

"Relax," Mr. Jiang patted his body back and forth, then pinched his legs and arms, "Pinch."

"I know." Jiang Kuo said.

"Let's go." Mr. Jiang opened the car door and got into the car. After fastening his seat belt, he looked at Duan Feifan from the window.

Duan Feifan walked to the car window.

"I will chat if I have the chance." Mr. Jiang said.

"Yes," Duan Feifan smiled, "Mr. Jiang is careful when driving."

Mr. Hu told Dapao a few more words, then got in the car. Mr. Jiang drove back out, then lowered the window and waved at them.
To be continued...