Chapter 480 My Daughter Is a Bit Too High-Class

Langshi, Hebei Province, a police station

The director had just finished assigning tasks and was about to return to the office when he was called aside by his subordinates.

"Old Zhao, is something wrong?"

Father Zhao smiled and handed over a cigarette: "I have something to do at home. I would like to take a day off this afternoon and tomorrow."

The director frowned and looked embarrassed: "Old Zhao, it's not that I'm unreasonable. You also know the situation in the institute. It's the Spring Festival, and everyone is the busiest time. The manpower is not as tight as usual. Instructor They all went into battle sick..."

Speaking of this, although there was no explicit rejection, the meaning was already obvious. There was no way to ask for leave.

"Director, I really have something to do. Can you give me a half-day leave? At worst, I will be on duty during the Spring Festival."

Zhao's father was also a veteran. No matter what the director said, he continued to grind with him and even proposed an exchange condition.

The director was helpless by him, so he relented: "At least explain to me what's going on, otherwise it won't be easy for me to explain other colleagues' opinions."

"My daughter is back. She only comes back a few days this year. I am not allowed to stay with her at home."

"Bullshit, who's family won't come back for the Chinese New Year? This reason won't convince anyone. No...my daughter never made such a big fuss when she came back before."

Zhao's father still keeps a low profile in the workplace, and usually does not like to mention his daughter's affairs in the workplace.

But many of them are colleagues for many years, and many of them even watched Zhao Liying grow up. The situation of the Zhao family cannot be hidden, so almost everyone including the director and the office knows the inside story.

Because of this, the director immediately realized that there was something fishy in what Lao Zhao said.

In previous years, when Zhao Liying came back, Zhao's father would at most change his shift. Anyway, he could see her when he got home from get off work, so he wouldn't have to ask for leave during the Spring Festival.

Father Zhao took out his lighter, lit a cigarette for the director, looked around, and whispered: "Don't make it public, I will meet my son-in-law this year."

The director's eyes lit up: "The one on the rich list?"

Zhao's father did not deny it and lit a cigarette himself: "It's the first time someone comes to your door. I'm sorry I'm not here. It's a major event in my daughter's life. You have to give me a leave of absence."

"This needs to be taken seriously."

The director nodded and finally agreed: "If I approve it for you, let's change the reason. Forget it, I will find a way to get it right for you later, so you can set up your father-in-law's record."

Zhao's father waved his hand: "You haven't even revealed your horoscope yet, so you have to keep it a secret from me. It's already very eye-catching in the workplace. If there's any trouble, I'll have to get sick and retire."

"No, don't worry, I'll hide it from you. There are only a few people in the institute. If you, an old comrade, leave, I won't be able to survive."

The director raised his hand and swore that Zhao's father was not outstanding in ability in the institute, but he couldn't stand working long hours. He had worked at the grassroots level for most of his life and was familiar with all aspects. He was called a "jack of all trades". If he retired, the institute would have one less general. .

Zhao's father was so happy that he turned around and wanted to leave, but the director held him back. He then took out his pocket and took away most of the remaining box of Chinese medicine, and then spoke plausibly.

"You have a son-in-law with a net worth of tens of billions coming to your door. What are you afraid of if I smoke half a pack of cigarettes from you?"

"If you want to give me a day off, I can give you one tomorrow, and I'll give you two bottles of good wine. My daughter bought the older ones and couldn't even finish them at home."

Father Zhao is still very confident. Although his salary is not much, he cannot keep his daughter from being filial.

Zhao Liying is now a top-notch actress, and her income ranks high in the industry.

Once she has money, she will naturally not be without her parents. Even if Zhao's mother keeps most of the money, the rest will be enough for Zhao's father to live a comfortable life and buy things at home from time to time.

It can be said that Father Zhao has the most money in the entire police station.

Naturally, it has become a daily routine for colleagues to enjoy their meals and smoke cigarettes, as was the case with Director Shunyan just now. He actually has no shortage of cigarettes, just to take advantage of big customers.

Father Zhao has long been used to it, and even likes to play with his colleagues like this. Although he was taken advantage of, he felt very sad when he saw the sour and envious red eyes of his colleagues, especially the married men with clean faces. Refreshing.

Sure enough, the director, who was originally very happy after touching half a box of cigarettes, suddenly became depressed again and walked away with a sullen face.

"Look at this guy, he's still a leader, he can't take a joke."

Father Zhao made up for it with a stab, then turned back to the office with a smile, and immediately gathered around a young policeman.

"Master, the previous case of battery theft in Huayuan Community..."

Father Zhao waved his hand: "You and Xiao Wang will go visit later to see if anyone has found anything among those returning home during the Spring Festival. I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll try again tomorrow."

"OK."

The young policeman was Zhao's father's apprentice and he spoke very straightforwardly. Zhao's father stayed up late and left as soon as he got off work at noon.

Thanks to his daughter, he, who used to ride an electric car to get off work, has a car.

Zhao's father was not a leader, and he retired within a few years, so he didn't have to worry about the impact, and the company basically knew about his situation, so the car he drove was not low-grade - a Mercedes-Benz Big G.

It is very consistent with Xiao Zhao's usual wild style, and she bought it with her first endorsement fee.

After taking it, Father Zhao wished he could sleep with his arms around the car every day.

From then on, his son Zhao Jianfei, who originally had a low status in the family, except for the role of leaving incense in the old Zhao family, was not even as good as his daughter's toes in Father Zhao's heart.

With the roar of the accelerator, Big G drove away from the police station. Several old colleagues watched with mixed feelings.

"After working in the same unit for so many years, look at how people are messing around, look at how we are messing around, ugh."

"Don't sigh, who wants me to have a good daughter? Good guy, the big G with millions of dollars will buy it as soon as he wants. The director was shocked last time he came."

"If you ask me, her daughter is fine. If that son-in-law is real, she will be proud of her."

"I heard he's worth tens of billions. He's a good guy. He's richer than the richest man in our city. If he becomes his son-in-law, our director will have to give him some face."

"Isn't it about the scandal? I think it's 80% scandalous. The Internet says that guy is pretty cool."

"It's not easy to be the father-in-law of a billionaire, Old Zhao? I wonder."

"..."

Accompanied by the envy and jealousy of his colleagues, Father Zhao drove back home.

His wife and son were both there. His daughter, who had returned home before, went to the capital and said she would be back with her son-in-law today. This was why Old Zhao hurriedly asked for leave.

"How is the meal prepared?"

The Zhao family did not attach great importance to Wei Yang's visit. The main reason was that the son-in-law had such a great aura that the old Zhao family was afraid of showing cowardice and embarrassing their daughter.

"We have chicken, duck, and fish. If I'm not sure about the dishes, I'll buy cooked food, as well as the dishes Jian Fei ordered from the restaurant."

Zhao's mother values ​​Wei Yang more than Zhao's father. She has always taken care of the household and considers herself to be a superb cook. She even goes so far as to order food from a high-end hotel, which shows the clues.

In fact, Zhao's mother was still a little unbelievable. She didn't expect that her daughter would really bring home the top king in the country?

The couple murmured and discussed what the charter would be and how to communicate with Wei Yang, and they didn't even have a good lunch.

Until about one o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang, and the three people of the Zhao family suddenly became energetic.

Mother Zhao opened the door with a smile. Father Zhao wanted to follow, but after thinking about it, he still stood there, his face became much more serious.

The father-in-law has to show off, not because he is dissatisfied with the son-in-law, nor because he wants to show off his power, but because he should properly show his mother's attitude. Otherwise, he will be eager to give his daughter to others, which will easily make others look down upon his daughter.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Zhao Liying came in cheerfully and said hello, followed by Wei Yang, who was more formally dressed. When the latter saw the two elders, his posture became more respectful and polite.

"Hello, uncle and aunt, I am Wei Yang."

"Good boy, you must be tired from the journey."

Mother Zhao looked at Wei Yang, who was handsome, tall, and calm, with a bright smile, but she was still a little in a daze.

With such a rich, handsome and young son-in-law, could it be possible that his daughter could be poisoned? !

Most parents have filters for their children. Their children are all good, but sometimes they also reduce some filters. They watch the children grow up little by little. No matter how good their achievements are, in their minds they are still the ones wearing crotchless pants. Milk doll.

Even though Zhao Liying was so beautiful outside, in Zhao's mother's heart, what flashed through her most was the wild girl who was pestering her.

Now the "wild girl" has brought back a prince charming. Although she has confidence in her daughter, Mother Zhao still feels guilty.

Not only did she feel guilty, Zhao's father and brother-in-law Zhao Jianfei also had the same idea when they saw Wei Yang.

Especially for his brother-in-law, Zhao Liying's image in his heart was not glorious, and he kept regretting that Wei Yang was really ruined by his sister.

In fact, he prefers Liu Shishi and Liu Tianxian, but he dare not say this for fear of being cleared by his sister.

"Sit down, Jianfei, go get some tea."

The seriousness on Father Zhao's face has faded a lot. He has no choice but to put on airs in front of his son-in-law.

The number of employees under Wei Yang ranges from several thousand, and the assets he controls can be ranked among the best in the country. He sees many provincial leaders on a daily basis.

Having been in a high position for a long time, he naturally carries a bit of authority. Even if he deliberately restrains himself, it is not comparable to Father Zhao, an ordinary policeman.

Father Zhao was an old man and realized that if he continued to play like this, his son-in-law would easily be intimidated by him, so he decisively slowed down his attitude and began to engage in soft confrontation.

Wei Yang didn't know the psychology of his old father-in-law. He just felt that Zhao's father was not as scary as Xiao Zhao said. He spoke kindly, was not aloof, and interacted harmoniously.

"Uncle and aunt, I have a lot of work in time for the Spring Festival. I came in a hurry, so I have prepared some thoughts. Don't dislike it."

"Come here, what are you doing with your things?"

Mother Zhao hurriedly exchanged greetings. Just now, she was muttering to herself about why her son-in-law didn't get anything when he came to the house for the first time. But she didn't know the specific situation and didn't dare to ask. She had feelings behind her.

Wei Yang made a call, and soon the doorbell rang, and there were four people outside carrying large and small bags.

"It's a waste."

Father Zhao nodded. He didn't value gifts, but he liked Wei Yang's attitude and came to the door with gifts. This undoubtedly showed his respect for Zhao Liying and the Zhao family.

"That's right, as long as you two like it."

Wei Yang smiled and briefly introduced the gifts, which were mostly tonics. Some of them had never been heard of by Father Zhao and Mother Zhao, but looking at those exquisite gift boxes, one knew they were worth a lot of money.

The old couple changed from being happy and relieved to becoming a little worried. Is this gift too heavy?

However, before Wei Yang could finish the introduction, he just put down the gifts and left the four of them, then walked in with a lot of things in his arms.

"Uncle and aunt, these are some tobacco, wine, tea and other things that I bought. These are part of it. There is also..."

As Wei Yang introduced, the four people who put down the gifts went downstairs again, and soon came up again carrying a lot of things.

The elders of the Zhao family were both a little numb, but Zhao Liying was afraid of the big noise, so she ordered her younger brother to go down to help. When the five people went upstairs again, the living room was a little too crowded.

Zhao Jianfei quietly informed his parents with a stunned look on his face: "My sister and the others drove two large vans. They are all gifts."

Father Zhao and Mother Zhao: "..."

Is this the work of a billionaire son-in-law?

The trembling old couple hurriedly stopped him, saying they didn't dare to take it no matter what, but how could Wei Yang take it away again after bringing it here? They continued to move it one by one.

The living room and dining room were already seriously blocked. Seeing the confused expressions of the family members, Zhao Liying, who felt very proud, waved her hand.

"Put them all in my brother's room and let him live outside."

"I..."

Zhao Jianfei was a little dissatisfied. No matter how good the gift was, I was still your brother. As a result, before he could refute, Zhao's father nodded.

"Listen to your sister."

Even Zhao's mother, who usually loved her son, had no objection. Instead, she thought he had no eyes and didn't see that her precious son-in-law had been introducing it for so long. She quickly poured a cup of tea to moisten her throat.

It took the five men half an hour to move everything together, and the neighbors were a little alarmed.

Zhao's father went out to talk nonsense and blocked the people back. The assistant bodyguards left first, and Wei Yang stayed at Zhao's house.

"Come, kid, eat some fruit."

Mother Zhao greeted Wei Yang with a smile, Zhao Jianfei was chased to a corner, and even Zhao Liying stood aside.

Father Zhao did not say anything about this, he was reflecting on it.

For such a good child, he still had some small thoughts, wasn't it too unrefined?

It's not that Father Zhao despised the poor and loved the rich, it was really that Boss Wei was too generous, too sincere, and knew how to behave, with excellent manners and eloquence, which made the old couple very happy.

Mother Zhao, who was already guilty, treated him as her own son, fearing that the good son-in-law would run away, and even Father Zhao felt that his daughter was a bit too high.

Forget it, it doesn't matter whether it's attitude or not, we are a family, there is no need to do these empty things.

"Uncle, you grow flowers so well. I have a vice president who boasted to me that he was a professional and had learned from some expert. The photos he showed me were far worse than yours. There are still many folk masters..."

Two or three hours later, Zhao's father took Wei Yang to visit the flowers and plants he grew, and then he was overjoyed by the photos taken by Boss Wei.

Old Zhao was busy with work and didn't have many hobbies. Growing flowers and plants was an important one. He was so happy to be praised by his son-in-law that he smiled and didn't look serious anymore.

"I tell you, growing flowers can cultivate your sentiments and clear your mind. It is a very elegant and healthy hobby..."

Zhao's father talked a lot, Wei Yang listened carefully, asked questions from time to time, and Zhao's father talked even more excitedly. When he was excited, he even danced.

Others said that Zhao Jianfei was stunned when he saw this look, and even Zhao Liying was a little confused.

"Is this still our father?"

The brother-in-law looked at his elder sister hesitantly. Zhao Liying was not sure. The last time she bought a G-Class for his father, she was not so happy.

The two sisters rarely reached an agreement, and they were worried that their father might have something.

"Xiao Wei, if you can drink, let's drink tonight."

"I can drink well, I must accompany my uncle."

Father Zhao was happy to chat, and he held Wei Yang's hand and continued to chat at the table. This time the topic was not limited to flowers and plants, but military politics, astronomy and geography, history and economy, and domestic and foreign countries. It can be said that the Qimen Dunjia is all-encompassing.

This may be a common problem for all middle-aged and elderly people at the table, and Wei Yang has long been accustomed to it.

Chat, other people don't have this patience, but who lets this be his father-in-law.

"I heard from Liying that you watch football too?"

"Yes, I like to watch a couple of games when I'm not busy at work."

"Watch the Chinese Super League?"

"I watch more foreign teams, and occasionally domestic teams, and pay attention to the rankings and so on."

"Which team do you like?"

"Luneng in my hometown, and I also pay attention to the teams in Shanghai."

"That's good. We also have teams in Hebei Province, Shijiazhuang Yongchang and Qinhuangdao China Fortune. I heard that they have a chance to advance to the Super League, so I support this team. After all, there is Hebei Province in front of them."

"I know that this team has a lot of investment and has a good chance of advancing to the Super League."

Wei Yang praised him. If he remembered correctly, Tiezi would coach China Fortune in the summer. Later, CCTV reported that he spent tens of millions of yuan, won eight consecutive games, and successfully advanced to the Super League. I guess the old man can be happy for a few years...