Because Wang Zhuo's father was going home for dinner, the dinner was very sumptuous. His mother and Lin Ya were busy, and all kinds of delicious dishes were constantly served on the table. Wang Zhuo was a little touched, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet. This was the feeling of home.
"Xiao Zhuo, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and sit down. Dad is on the way and will be home soon.”
Lin Ya was wearing cotton pajamas and a pair of fluffy cartoon cotton slippers. Her perfect face, coupled with her beautiful figure, looked very cute. It was a completely different feeling from wearing a professional suit during the day.
Wang Zhuo nodded and sat down at the dining table. At this time, the car lights suddenly lit up outside the villa, followed by the sound of a car engine turning off. A middle-aged man in a suit and holding a briefcase opened the door and walked in.
"Dad, you're back. What a coincidence. We just finished preparing. You're in luck today. Mom made your favorite West Lake Vinegar Fish.”
Lin Ya greeted the middle-aged man with a smile and obediently walked forward to help the middle-aged man take the briefcase in his hand.
This middle-aged man was Wang Zhuo's father, the chairman of Hang City's Tiancheng Group, Wang Tiancheng. He was involved in various industries. Although he wasn't the top entrepreneur in Hang City, he was definitely in the top ten.
"Hehe, I've been busy all day and I only go home a few times a year. It's been hard on you two at home. And you, little brat, your legs have recovered and you're jumping around again. Let me tell you, listen to your sister at home.”
Wang Tiancheng changed into a pair of slippers and scolded Wang Zhuo, who was sitting at the dining table. It was obvious that although Wang Zhuo used to be very foppish, Wang Tiancheng still liked his son very much.
"Yo, yo, yo, old man, you've been nagging since you came back. You're going through menopause. Let me tell you, I've been quiet recently and haven't gone out for a walk.”
"Really? The sun has risen from the west. I think you have no money on you. Brat, I don't want you to be an otaku. Go out and leave. Don't cause trouble for me all day long.”
Wang Tiancheng sat down and took out two thick wads of Chinese currency from his pocket. He placed them in front of Wang Zhuo and Lin Ya. There were at least 100,000 yuan.
"Learn from your sister and spend your money wisely. It's not like it's just a windfall.”
"Hehe, thank you, Dad."
Lin Ya thanked him sweetly and put away the money.
"Alright, I understand. I won't cause trouble for you in the future.”
Wang Zhuo calmly put away the money on the table. No one knew how touched he was. He had a family now, and he could see that his father treated him very well.
"Alright, alright. Old Wang, it's rare for you to come home. What are you doing? Why are you being so serious? You're giving me some money and you're making it look like it's real.”
Madam Wang, who ran out of the kitchen, scolded her husband with a straight face. Then, she called everyone to sit down and eat.
The family ate together and chatted. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.
"Sigh, people nowadays really don't know a person's true colors. A few days ago, I was still lecturing Zhuo to learn from Dong Cheng and become a famous person in China from a grassroots. In the end, I didn't expect him to be such a person. He's worse than a beast.”
Madam Wang suddenly said, her tone filled with deep disgust for Dong Cheng.
"Why not? Mom, don't say that. Xiao Zhuo was really right the other day. You can't judge a book by its cover. Our company has been in an uproar these few days. And that mysterious person is simply divine. I specially followed his Weibo.”
"Tsk, who am I? Don't you know whose son I am? Let me tell you, there are many such cultured scums.”
Wang Zhuo drank a mouthful of chicken soup and swallowed the food in his mouth.
"Brat, you've learned how to suck up. This Dong Cheng is really well-hidden. I've seen this person a few times before, but I couldn't tell that he was such a person. This mysterious person has done a good deed.”
"Yeah, look at the comments online. They all say that he's going to become the new number one paparazzi in China. Many people are looking forward to his next revelation.”
"However, paparazzi are ultimately not presentable. I even regret giving Xiao Zhuo this name. The number one paparazzi died in a car accident previously, and he even had the same name as Xiao Zhuo. How unlucky.”
Wang Tiancheng said half-jokingly.
"Let me tell you, every trade produces its own champion. You can't look at a profession with perverted glasses. I think the paparazzi profession is quite good. It reveals the unbearable lives of celebrities. Those celebrities enjoy a life that far exceeds that of ordinary people.
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