Chapter 32: All the old foxes have become smart
Really, Jing Xiaoqiang regretted it after just one time!
He thought his girlfriend in his previous life was experienced enough.
But I found that I encountered obstacles everywhere in this life.
Especially these parents are so unreliable .
Uncle Cheng clearly came here to find a cover unit!
After renovating the garage, the old lady has put on her makeup and invited us to have dinner together, Western food in the old house.
It's a very decent way of hospitality. It's a private restaurant that is like a club in later times. You can't get a seat without connections.
Jing Xiaoqiang was responsible for driving and was thanked by the old lady for his excellent upbringing.
The sign is becoming more and more obvious. Jing Xiaoqiang will definitely not lie down obediently. He will be deliberately rude and unqualified. He has no manners, which is easy to show.
But for someone who has lived in New York for more than 20 years, he is used to using knives and forks, which are even more instinctive to him than using chopsticks.
Even if you want to embarrass yourself in a restaurant, you will subconsciously pay attention to the degree.
The sound of drinking soup is so loud that the whole table can hear it, but it will not be disgusted by the waiter and the neighboring table...
I'm used to hiding the fish bones under the cabbage leaves, but when I take them out again, it makes a mess...
The old man saw everything and suddenly asked in his old-fashioned English: "Do you like China?"
Jing Xiaoqiang, who was immersed in the performance, responded subconsciously in slang: "I like it..."
Then, he looked at the old lady with a hint of trepidation and said in Mandarin: "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
The old man smiled and continued in English: "Why do you like it?"
Jing Xiaoqiang continued in Mandarin: "No reason, my parents are also here, and I grew up here."
The old lady unexpectedly said: "I can help you get a chance to study at Citibank. Are you interested?"
Jing Xiaoqiang responded instinctively: "Thank you, no need..."
I was so bored for more than 20 years in my previous life.
But Uncle Lian Cheng and his wife had smiles on their faces, as if they were watching Jing Xiaoqiang being cleaned out like a butcher cutting up an ox.
In the 1990s, everyone in the country who had the ability wanted to visit Citibank.
This has nothing to do with patriotism or not. The whole country is poor, and everyone from top to bottom yearns for that free, advanced and beautiful country.
Movies and television are being promoted everywhere, and all kinds of foreign stuff are flooding in.
The dual-track system is on the verge of crumbling because the huge gap that was previously closed can no longer be closed.
It is normal for smart people to feel cheated and want to take a look at the decadent and corrupt capitalist world.
Jing Xiaoqiang is so proficient in foreign languages and knows how life is like abroad, but he refused outright.
This is not normal. This is extremely abnormal.
The old lady did not expose his cover-up, but smiled and nodded: "Only after seeing the world can you understand that your roots are here. Very good, Robert, you can understand this. You will definitely stand out and make a career in the future."
Jing Xiaoqiang protested: "No, no, I don't have any big ambitions. I just want to live a simple life and wait for death."
The old lady smiled and nodded: "Living is the most important thing in the world. China just wants all the people in the world to live a good life."
Jing Xiaoqiang was surprised. The old lady had an extraordinary vision and mentality, but she didn't have any official air at all.
Very fashionable.
He also recommended red wine to Jing Xiaoqiang, who responded subconsciously: "Thank you, thank you, I'm going to drive later, so I won't drink."
In the 1990s, people across the country did not have such a strong awareness.
You say you have never been to a place with a strong sense of law, who would believe you?
The old lady smiled like a thousand-year-old fox demon who had successfully found food in the winter. She couldn’t be more satisfied.
Jing Xiaoqiang really wanted to kick Uncle Cheng, who was watching the fun nearby, away. If you don’t help, I won’t take you to play!
Uncle Cheng understood it immediately and said very calmly that he would take the young man to meet two old friends and even mentioned their names.
The old lady looked at Jing Xiaoqiang's innocent and righteous expression and said let's talk it over.
When they got in the car, they complained to each other: "You are so ridiculous. You went through so much trouble. Do you want to be my father-in-law? This is so dishonest. I treat you as a brother!"
Uncle Cheng was shameless: "My mother said you are very smart, and she really saw it. My little girl was born in 1966, has a master's degree, is very good at studying, and has all the best conditions. It's just that her love of studying has delayed her marriage. My mother keeps saying that it's time to get engaged."
Jing Xiaoqiang almost got angry: "No way, you are six years older than me... No, no, I am only eighteen years old. You love to play so much, why should I enter the grave of marriage so early? Look at you and your wife, there must be a story. How could you find someone like this? Your mother would not agree!"
He was not discussing the psychological barriers of his future mother-in-law at all.
Uncle Cheng really didn't regard him as a descendant, but only as a good son-in-law: "I am a product of the times. I was driven to the countryside to farm during those years and got married. My mother didn't allow me to divorce, take concubines, or keep women. I strictly followed the standards of the Tongmenghui!"
This Cadillac Brougham is extremely comfortable to drive. Its wide body is like a yacht, and the large-diameter mahogany steering wheel is retro and elegant. Most importantly, the soft electric seats in the front row are connected like the back seats. Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't help but reach out and tap his fingers on the passenger seat, imagining that he would sit with a girl in a tight skirt and long legs, and he would touch her... so happy!
But when he heard Uncle Cheng's last few words, it was like when he looked up and suddenly saw that the long legs were Lu Xi, and he was so scared that he retracted his claws: "What? The Alliance?"
Uncle Cheng in the back row had a calm face: "Yes, our family is the descendant of that group . We help contact investors at home and abroad and handle some united front work. It's no big deal."
It’s the dead of winter!
Jing Xiaoqiang glanced at the back row and even his nose hairs looked taller and more majestic, no way!
Your family background is even scarier than Lu Xi's. She shook her head vigorously: "Thank you, thank you, thank you on behalf of my whole family. I will never be your son-in-law. Look at me, I make two or three hundred dollars a day in the gym. Am I worthy of your daughter with a master's degree? Am I worthy of your family background? I don't deserve it!"
Uncle Cheng smiled and said, "You have your daughter to help you with academic research. All you need is a good character and good health..."
Jing Xiaoqiang is so direct!
You think I'd be your son-in-law to carry on your family line? That's impossible!
He also has to be a shield for Uncle Cheng. This guy is like a fish in water in the dance hall...
Although I am not very good at dancing and can't even keep the beat of music, I have good body coordination from being a physical education teacher, so I have no problem learning moves from others.
It can be seen that the family tradition is indeed strict. Dance halls have only become popular in the past two or three years, and Uncle Cheng doesn't quite understand the rules.
Jing Xiaoqiang was standing high up, so he could always see him.
After singing only two songs, he had been keeping an eye on the Mediterranean glow, but somehow he got into a conflict with someone over there. He vaguely saw a young girl hanging on the uncle's arm, so Jing Xiaoqiang quickly jumped off the stage and rushed over.
Most of the people in the huge crowd didn't even notice what was happening in the corner.
Besides, this happens every day in dance halls. It would be better if Jing Xiaoqiang came off the stage to give him a surprise. Many of his fellow dancers, both male and female, put their hands on him and touched him randomly!
It already has an idol-style feel, except there is no security guard to clear the way.
Jing Xiaoqiang squeezed through with difficulty, but what he saw was Uncle Cheng knocking several young men to the ground with three punches and two kicks.
He is in his fifties or sixties, and his face is filled with excitement as if his acne is about to burst. He has been controlled all his life. Has he finally found a good son-in-law who can help him cover for the consequences?
Maybe Jing Xiaoqiang just meets his family and personal requirements.
In the place where he worked, Jing Xiaoqiang had to quickly put a stop to the situation and separate the people together with the security guards he was familiar with.
This kind of dance hall does not sell alcohol, only tea, coffee, melon seeds, snacks, and cigarettes. If a dispute or confrontation arises, it is definitely because of relationships between the opposite sex.
The four or five young men on the other side thought that they could easily intimidate the old man, but they were caught off guard and knocked down by Uncle Cheng.
They were so angry and helpless that it was hard to believe. They stood up and attacked each other in humiliation. One guy even grabbed the chair next to him, ready to have a big fight.
But when he saw Jing Xiaoqiang squeezing in, he immediately wilted.
He didn't give Jing Xiaoqiang any chance to show off.
Even if they are exercising, people in their fifties and sixties are trying to maintain their cardiopulmonary function, and it is basically impossible to reverse the growth of strong muscle groups.
So it's hard to recognize Uncle Cheng's bulk hidden under his shirt, but Jing Xiaoqiang's is too obvious.
The black T-shirt was stretched so tight that it looked like it was about to burst. His inverted triangle figure was like a wall, with a round waist and broad body, giving off a sense of power. Just by looking at him, the young men raised their hands to signal that they would not fight anymore.
One of them shouted that Brother Xiaoqiang was fine, and at the same time tried to threaten the old man: "Don't leave later..."
Jing Xiaoqiang tried his best to act indifferent: "This is my friend, let's go..."
The other party immediately dispersed.
It really gave Brother Xiaoqiang enough face.
Maybe the old man, felt it was so cool. Amid the noise, he excitedly introduced the girl next to him: "My son-in-law! My son-in-law..."
It immediately attracted the surprised gazes of people around!
He really didn't know Jing Xiaoqiang's reputation in the dance hall.
