After everyone talked a lot, Feng Qing emphasized again: "Dad, I'm still thirty years old, don't worry about getting married, how old was my mother when she married Dad and came in?"

The smile that Zheng Hua squeezed out couldn't be more stiff.

Zou Mingliang was who he was back then.

As long as he has a little ability, he will not marry into the Feng family and become the son-in-law of the Feng family, and become the stallion of the head of the Feng family.

Fortunately, Patriarch Feng treated his family fairly well, at least because of his sacrifice, his parents, brothers and sisters all got a little benefit.

It's just that he doesn't have much freedom, especially when it comes to money.

His wife guarded against him being promiscuous outside, and gave him no more than five hundred yuan of pocket money every day.

If you want to cheat, you have a lust, but no guts.

Over the years, there have been countless beauties throwing themselves into his arms, but Zheng Hua didn't dare to accept it, and he didn't even dare to say a few more words to those beauties.

He knew all too well how cruel his wife was.

Not only will he be unlucky if he offends his wife, but even his family will suffer.

Especially after giving birth to Feng Qing, having a daughter, and his wife's peace of mind, the life of husband and wife is much less. He is afraid that he will lose his usefulness and be abandoned by his wife. How can he dare to cheat?

It can be said that since entering Feng's family, Zheng Hua has been very aggrieved in the past few decades.

Who told him to be incompetent?

Seeing Zou Mingliang is like seeing himself when he was young.

"Besides, marriage matters can't be taken lightly. I don't have that kind of feeling towards Young Master Zou. Twisted melons won't be sweet, and I won't eat those twisted melons."

"Mom, even if I recruit a son-in-law in the future, I hope that my husband will be chosen by me, who is capable, and at least can help me solve my worries. I don't want a man like my father who has nothing but appearances."

Zheng Hua had black lines on his face, "Feng Qing, what are you talking about? I am your real father after all!"

"Patriarch, look at Ah Qing, you don't give me face at all when you say that about me, why am I not good? If I was not good, would your mother choose me back then?"

"Yes, yes, I said something wrong. Dad is very good, very good, the head office is fine."

Feng Qing looked a bit coaxing a child.

"okay."

The head of the Feng family said two words seriously, and everyone dared not speak.

She looked at Feng Qing, and first asked about Feng Qing's business.

"The project was taken down?"

"90% of the time, the contract is signed tomorrow, and that's a certainty."

The head of the Feng family was quite happy, "That's good. You did a good job this time and made great progress. Mom is still worried that you won't be able to talk. The process went smoothly?"

"The way to the hotel was not smooth. My car broke down halfway and I was almost late."

Hearing this, Master Feng frowned, "Why did your car break down? How long has it been since you had maintenance? Tonight's customers have a strong sense of time and hate others being late. If you are late, when you arrive at the hotel, he will left."

"So I rushed to the hotel with all my might, and arrived at the hotel five minutes earlier than the agreed time, thanks to Mr. Qiao. After my car broke down, Mr. Qiao came home from work. When he saw me, he sent me there Guangyuan Hotel." JrNovels.com