At 10:30 in the evening, the clothing chain base in Qingpu District of Shanghai was extremely quiet. There were basically no people on the street, only the street lamps on both sides tried to hold up a dim yellow light curtain.

Occasionally a few small dogs sprang out, staring at the Lexus car curiously, their eyes bright as a pair of glass **** under the shining of the car lights.

It was really scary at night.

"It wasn't like this before."

Shang Yanyan looked out the window and sighed suddenly: "This road used to be full of luxury cars. The factories were still rushing to make clothes at 5 or 6 in the morning, and the food stalls were open all night. Changed."

"Well, the clothing industry is related to policy and the market."

Chen Hansheng said disapprovingly: "In fact, this is a disaster and an opportunity. If others don't make it through, your dad will make it through this time. He might be able to expand."

"It really can survive, and that's because of your help!"

Shang Yanyan asked curiously: "Isn't Rocket 101 gone bankrupt? Where is the 2 million in the passbook?"

Chen Hansheng didn't say a word, his eyes were fixed on the road, and after turning a corner, he said, "Your house is right in front of you."

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to remember it."

Shang Yanyan also changed the subject cleverly. It was obvious that the source of "2 million" was not something she could find out.

After getting out of the car in the garment factory of Shang Yanyan's house, the factory building was dark, and only the five-story building not far away was lit up.

Humans are subconscious creatures. If Chen Hansheng didn't know that Shang Yanyan's family went bankrupt, he would think it was normal. Shouldn't it be like this at night.

However, after knowing that Shang Yanyan's family went bankrupt, looking at the scene again, there was always a sense of depression.

"Let's go, my dad hasn't slept."

Shang Yanyan led Chen Hansheng to the small building. Her garment factory is a structure of a factory and accommodation. This seems to be the case here in Qingpu District.

In the front is the factory building and the staff dormitory, and in the back is the accommodation area for the boss and the nanny, but now there is no nanny, only a pair of negative and low-minded middle-aged couples.

Before knocking on the door, Shang Yanyan hesitated: "What happened tonight..."

"I know."

Chen Hansheng is very smart: "We came from school. The reason is that you borrowed money from me. I happened to have it, so I came to sign an IOU, and that's it."

The lights in the corridor were very dim, but Shang Yanyan's eyes flashed because she was looking at Chen Hansheng.

"thank you."

Suddenly, Shang Yanyan hugged Chen Hansheng tightly, and her arms hurt.

This is a boy with mixed reviews and a very polarized reputation. He has a prominent personality and distinct loves and hates.

There are many people who hate Chen Hansheng in the school, such as his arrogance, domineering, poor study, not an obedient student...

But she likes him more, and Shang Yanyan is one of them.

"I will always be by your side."

Shang Yanyan raised her head, and her scorching nose hit Chen Hansheng's neck.

"Think about your mother?"

Chen Hansheng pushed her away: "I borrowed money from you, but you still haunt me for a lifetime. Will you avenge your grievance?"

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"Crack~"

Shang Yanyan opened the door and saw her parents sitting on the sofa with a box of cigarettes beside them, and the TV screen was black. If she hadn't come back by herself, there would be only the sound of the clock swinging in the living room.

"Why did Yeonyan come back?"

Shang Furong was surprised at first sight of his daughter, and even more surprised that there was a boy behind.

Shang Furong knew Chen Hansheng and was very impressed. Except for Shang Yanyan who often mentioned "how awesome our monitor is", Shang Furong planned to entertain guests during the last contact, but Chen Hansheng did not attend the appointment and left a meal for him. money.

"Little Chen, good evening."

Shang Furong swept away his previous decline, with an amiable smile on his face, and complained to Shang Yanyan: "Oh, Xiao Chen, you don't have to say early when you come over, otherwise I will take him to Bazhen Building for a snack Well."

"Business boss is too kind."

Chen Hansheng said with a smile, he was also looking at Shang Fu Rong.

Both of them seem to be aging a lot. Shang Furong was hollowed out by the wine and the woman before, but now his complexion is even worse. He looks like a little old man when he squats.

Shang Yanyan's mother used to wear an emerald green gemstone ring, and later turned into a gold and silver ring. Now there is nothing bare.

"Don't call Shang Boss, I like to listen to Uncle Shang."

Shang Furong didn't know the intention of Chen Hansheng, and he was also thinking about the purpose of his daughter and Chen Hansheng's trip.

"Could it be that the relationship between the two has been settled, so it is specifically shown to us?"

Shang Furong and his wife looked at each other, and the couple wanted to go together.

"Mom, let's order some quick-frozen dumplings. The monitor did not eat anything tonight, and I was a little hungry." Shang Yanyan said.

"Oh, good."

Shang Yanyan's mother opened the refrigerator, took out dumplings and walked to the kitchen. Shang Furong pretended to help and closed the kitchen door and said, "If it is Yanyan's certain boyfriend, what should we do?"

"What else? Yanyan has always liked Chen Hansheng. This is a good thing."

Shang Yanyan's mother turned on the gas and started cooking dumplings.

"It's because she likes it so much that I asked what to do."

Shang Furong was a little impatient: "This is the first time this relationship comes to the door, can we still give red envelopes?"

Shang Yanyan's mother was silent for a while: "It should be given, but not now."

Shang Furong hesitated: "I remember there is still some money..."

"Don't even think about those."

Shang Yanyan's mother directly refused: "That's the living expenses, our family's living expenses, there are only two or three months left for the New Year, you can't let Yanyan drink Northwest Wind, right?"

"I drink northwest wind!"

At this time, Shang Furong still showed the heroic aura of his billionaire wealth: "You take my share, I can pick up some rotten vegetables and leaves at that time, but Yanyan's face cannot be lost."

Shang Yanyan’s mother understands her husband’s habits very well, and after arguing for a long time, she finally compromised: “Then you go get it. Remember to pack it in red to be more formal.”

"I still use you to say it."

When the dumplings were cooked, Shang Furong carried them out, "laughing haha" and said, "Xiao Chen, this is a sauce made by your aunt. You must taste it."

Shang Furong is such a person. As long as he can sustain his face, his confidence will follow. The middle-aged woman in the kitchen wiped the corners of her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and walked out with a smile.

The craftsmanship of the women in Shanghai is still good, especially the side dishes look very delicate. Chen Hansheng tasted it, it was sour, sweet and crisp.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly."

As Shang Furong said, he took out the six hundred red envelopes that he had just installed: "Xiao Chen, I forgot my uncle last time. You must accept it this time. We will get along well with Yanyan in the future. Yan is beautiful and has a very good personality. Although she can't cook, she can hire a nanny in the future..."

Chen Hansheng was stunned when he saw the red envelope, thinking what was going on, I came to be a creditor, how could I become an object of poverty alleviation?

In addition, the meaning of these words is wrong, Shang Yanyan is my girlfriend?

She didn't dare to think that way, she didn't dare to dream in this direction.

"dad!"

Shang Yanyan's face was hot. This joke was really a big deal. Chen Hansheng had a passbook of 2 million, and he didn't know how much his total assets were.

"We are back..."

Shang Yanyan was anxious and wanted to say it.

Chen Hansheng waved his hand to stop: "Would you like to take them to the bedroom and explain slowly?"

This is a mature and comprehensive approach. In the presence of Chen Hansheng, many joints may not be able to explain clearly. It is better to say with a family of three closed doors, which will be more thorough.

"That's fine, you can watch TV."

Shang Yanyan took her parents into the bedroom and turned on the TV intimately.

This wait lasted more than forty minutes. After Chen Hansheng finished eating dumplings, he even watched the episode of "The Mansion Gate" before Shang Furong's family came out.

All three of them had swollen eye blister and they all seemed to have cried.

"Little Chen..."

Shang Furong just wanted to talk ~lightnovelpub.net~Shang Yanyan's mother suddenly coughed.

"That... Han Sheng, no, Mr. Chen."

Shang Furong made two mistakes in a row, and only then called "Mr Chen" an export.

Chen Hansheng grinned: "You can call it anything. Anyway, Shang Yanyan and I are classmates. She should have told you everything, right?"

"said."

Shang Furong saw a passbook on the table, but he didn't read it either. It certainly wouldn't be fake.

"But there is something, President Chen."

Shang Furong said embarrassedly: "Yanyan asked for a certain amount of collateral, but our car was sold and the deposit was gone. This little thing at home is not worth 2 million. Should we transfer the factory to you first?"

"There is nothing valuable."

Chen Hansheng would definitely not want a garment factory.

However, 2 million is not a small amount, and the mortgage is still indispensable.

"Um~~"

Chen Hansheng's eyes wandered, and finally fell on Shang Yanyan. She is now in a dilemma. She does not want Chen Hansheng to suffer, but also wants to help her father.

"Why don't you forget it, I won't go to KTV anymore, and think about other ways."

Shang Yanyan leaned down and whispered quietly.

Unexpectedly, Chen Hansheng listened for a moment, and suddenly said loudly: "What kind of land? I don't want land. How do you say this? Although the land is good, I really don't want it."

"Yes, yes, I forgot about it."

Shang Furong reacted in a spirited response: "This plot of land is not rented. The private land at home can be transferred to you through a one-paper agreement. At most, I will go to the village to complete the formalities."

"what?"

Shang Yanyan was startled, wondering when did I say the word "land".

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