I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 703 As for people, they are currently living a happy life and hope that those who once liked them are also living happily.

"turn out to be?"

"It's the one who owns the company, he's really handsome, his name is Lü Lü Yang!" Song Dahai explained.

"It's over, but you mentioned her ex-boyfriend, does that mean she has someone else now?" Fang Qingye found this strange.

"Well... I don't know. Last weekend, Meimei and I took Yaya to the Oriental Pearl Tower in Shanghai and strolled around the Bund for a while. We saw Qian Xiaoli and a young man on the Bund, chatting and laughing. Their relationship seemed to be quite special."

"What does that man look like?" Fang Qingye's gossip-loving spirit began to ignite.

"Of medium height, wearing black-rimmed glasses, he looks very scholarly."

"Oh," Fang Qingye suddenly thought of someone: "I know who he is. His name is Xie Lidong. He is an engineer at my Tomorrow Cube company and he also has a doctorate."

"What? You introduced him?" Song Dahai asked curiously.

"No, they must have talked about it themselves. That Lü Yang is a fraudster." Fang Qingye then briefly recounted how Lü Yang had defrauded people and how Qian Xiaoli and Xie Lidong had met.

“I don’t have a good impression of that Lü Yang. He’s all talk and no action, but Qian Xiaoli likes him, and we’re just friends, so I can’t say too much,” Song Dahai said with a smile. “Now that he’s found a PhD, he’s probably much more reliable.”

“Whoever found a PhD is much more reliable,” said Chen Meimei.

The two looked up and saw her and Bai Ou coming out of the kitchen.

"Is everything ready?" Song Dahai asked.

"Okay, let's start eating in a bit." Chen Meimei said, sitting down next to Song Dahai, and then asked curiously, "Who do you think is the most reliable person to have found a PhD?"

"I'm talking about Qian Xiaoli," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

So he briefly explained what had happened.

Upon hearing this, Bai Ou exclaimed, "Oh? Xiaoli really started dating Xie Gong? I'll find an opportunity to talk to Xie Gong after I get to work and tell him to treat Xiaoli better."

"Hey, that's going too far," Fang Qingye quickly stopped him. "Although you are Jie Lidong's superior, you shouldn't interfere in his personal feelings! Besides, I think Jie Lidong is not bad either, at least that Lü Yang seems honest."

"This also shows that Xie Gong is very outstanding in his work." Bai Ou nodded.

"So this won't work?"

"Hey, Dahai, are you relieved now?" Chen Meimei, who was taking care of her daughter Yaya playing, looked at her husband and suddenly asked.

Song Dahai chuckled twice but didn't say anything.

They were all childhood friends, and everyone knew that Qian Xiaoli had always liked Song Dahai. However, Song Dahai refused to reciprocate her feelings and was only interested in Chen Meimei.

The two got married and had children as they wished, but Qian Xiaoli remained single. When Kerry Group encountered a crisis two years ago, Qian Xiaoli was the first to step forward to find a way to help him out of the predicament and even lent money to his company.

True friendship is revealed in times of crisis, and Song Dahai was very grateful.

Qian Xiaoli's career was booming, but her marriage problem remained unresolved. Song Dahai couldn't help her with this. Later, she started dating Lü Yang, who was all talk and no action. Song Dahai didn't have a good impression of him either, but he didn't say much.

After all, this is someone else's private matter, and my own position is somewhat awkward.

After some twists and turns, Qian Xiaoli is now dating one of Fang Qingye's PhDs, and it's said that this PhD is a decent person, which makes Song Dahai feel comforted.

People who are currently living a happy life also hope that those who once liked them are also living happily.

Chen Meimei understood her husband's feelings, which is why she said those words.

It's not that I'm jealous; my husband treats me very well, so there's no need to be jealous.

"Alright, let's get ready for hot pot," Chen Meimei called out. Everyone went to the small living room, where Song Dahai had specially bought a copper hot pot for hot pot. It was a modified copper pot specifically for induction cookers, and the living room was soon filled with steam.

Several large platters of freshly sliced ​​mutton were placed on the table, their red and white slices alternating, thin yet intact. Beside them were a few simple side dishes: cabbage, tofu, and glass noodles.

“This is perfect for this weather,” Fang Qingye said as she sat down at the table.

Song Dahai deftly cooked a few slices of meat and placed them in Fang Qingye's bowl first: "Try it, it was just delivered this morning."

The slices of meat, dipped in sesame sauce, were tender and juicy. Outside, the sky was darkening, but inside, only the bubbling of the pot and the warm aroma of food filled the air.

"Qingye, I heard you're planning to go to Wuzhen for the Internet Conference?" Song Dahai also picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his bowl, then suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Yes, the organizing committee invited me, so I can't refuse."

"Look at your Versailles. Others want to go but can't."

“You can go too. In addition to inviting guests, each company is also given a place to attend the summit. How about I get you one and you can go and have a look around?” Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"I?"

Song Dahai scooped up a large plate of hand-cut fresh mutton and put it into the pot, where the red oil churned and white steam rose.

"What would I do if I didn't understand the internet? I'd just be treated like an idiot. Hey, I heard that last year Ding Lei from NetEase hosted a dinner party and invited a bunch of big shots. I heard he's hosting another one this year. Did he invite you?"

"I told you, you invited me to join." Fang Qingye placed a slice of tripe that she had already cooked in the broth into a bowl.

"I heard that Ding Lei raises his own pigs, and the meat tastes pretty good. If you go to a dinner party, you should order some back so we can cook a few dishes and try them."

Fang Qingye was stunned.

You're such a glutton! Look how fat you are, and you still want to eat?

Sitting next to him, Chen Meimei quickly said, "Dahai, don't talk nonsense! Ye Zi is attending the summit for serious business. If she's attending Ding Lei's dinner, it's for work-related discussions. You, on the other hand, only know how to eat!"

"Hehe, just saying." Song Dahai chuckled.

Sitting next to Chen Meimei, their daughter Yaya suddenly said in her childish voice, "Mommy, I want to eat the meat that Daddy talked about."

His words immediately made everyone laugh.

"Okay, Yaya, Uncle will go to Wuzhen this time specifically to ask your Uncle Ding for some pork to bring back for you!"

"Thank you, Uncle Fang," Ya Ya replied sweetly.

"You're just like your dad, a real foodie!" Chen Meimei couldn't help but gently scold her daughter, her eyes full of doting affection.

After finishing their meal, Fang Qingye and his wife stayed at Song Dahai's house for a while longer. Seeing that their son had fallen asleep in their arms, they said goodbye and left.

Holding her son, the two walked through the quiet neighborhood. Bai Ou said to Fang Qingye, "Yezi, did you really ask Ding Lei for pork in Wuzhen?"

"I promised Ya Ya, how can I go back on my word?" Fang Qingye laughed. "Bai Ou, don't take those people so seriously. They don't even behave properly when they drink in private. Don't forget, they even came to my nursery for tea last year."

Ah.
On the morning of December 15th, Fang Qingye set off for Wuzhen, Zhejiang Province, in his Mercedes-Benz, accompanied by Chen Danlu, the vice president of Jinghai Bank.

Since it was allowed to bring one more participant, Fang Qingye decided to bring Chen Danlu along so that he could listen to the proceedings and broaden his horizons.

Just as the two were traveling south from Nanxin to Wuzhen, in Shenzhen, two young people were taking a green train north to Wuzhen.

(End of this chapter)