The Fantasy Entertainment Empire

Fan Qing and Li Rong agreed to Fan Zhe during the Chinese New Year at the beginning of the year, saying that they would come to Shenghai to see this year.

At that time, it was said that they would come after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but when the fifteenth day really came, Fan Qing suddenly went back on his word.

In fact, it's not really regrettable. Every time I told him to let him come, he just said that there was something wrong in the driving school, and some students couldn't let go, and said it would be late.

This night, it was late to summer.

But it's still here.

In fact, Fan Qing himself didn't quite understand why he didn't want to come to Shenghai, it was because he had an awkward mentality.

But it was hard to resist, and he still came.

Together with Li Rong, he came out of the waiting room of the airport, and he saw his son at a glance, followed by a pretty little girl with a good figure and a little baby fat on her face.

"dad."

"En." Fan Qing nodded, and asked again: "Who is this?"

"Oh, my assistant, Xiao Yu."

"Hello Mr. Fan, Ms. Li." Yu Xiaoyu said with a smile showing two small canine teeth.

Fan Qing was stunned for a moment, then realized: Now that my son is also a big boss, isn't it normal to have an assistant? Maybe I have to bring bodyguards with me.

"Hmm." Fan Qing nodded twice, not knowing what to say.

Fan Zhe waved his hand and said, "Go and drive the car over here first."

"OK."

When the car arrived, Fan Qing was taken aback again.

He is a person who knows cars, and he can even be regarded as a car lover. It is precisely because of this that he can recognize the luxury of this Bentley.

"How much does this car cost?"

"It seems to be three million, right?" Fan Zhe spoke with a little hesitation, because the car was bought from the company - although he basically used it for himself, who can say that about him? Dimension Group is not a listed company until now, and Fan Zhe, as the owner of the company, has no plans to go public at all, and he can do whatever he likes.

Speaking of the car, he really didn't understand how much it cost.

He is not the same as his father. As far as he is concerned, he is really not particularly interested in cars.

Hearing Fan Zhe casually talking about the 3 million car, Fan Qing felt even more alienated.

Sitting in the car, Li Rong sighed happily, saying that these millions of cars are really comfortable to sit in, and there is so much space in the car, but he, who obviously loves cars the most in their family, didn't say a word .

Fan Zhe sensed his father's emotions, and it seemed that something was wrong, so he asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Your car is great." Fan Qing spoke a little stiffly.

"Why?" Fan Zhe asked with a smile, "Didn't I buy you an Audi two years ago? Look at my car, why don't you dislike your own?"

"No." Fan Qing really wasn't thinking about this.

Fan Zhe didn't care anymore.

...

Fan Zhe and Ye Jiayi's new home is actually a bit far from the airport. However, the urban elevated highway is very convenient now, and it is not a peak period at the moment, and the road is not blocked.

Ever since, it only took half an hour to drive this expensive black Bentley all the way home.

When he arrived at the place, Fan Zhe went to the back and took down the big and small bags that his father and mother were carrying.

During this process, Fan Qing stared at the house in front of him, dazed.

"This... is the one you said on the phone earlier, the house you bought for 200 million?"

"Yeah." Fan Zhe stood beside his father, looking at the entire single-family villa with his waist in his arms, and then said with a smile: "Not bad, isn't it?"

"Hmm..." Fan Qing nodded.

It has a white appearance, simple and modern style, and there is a large garden outside, and the privacy is also guaranteed.

When buying a house, Fan Zhe was not short of money anyway, and in this top rich mansion area in Shenghai, his house was considered the best one he could buy at that time.

Of course, it's not that there are no better ones, and it's not because Fan Zhe has no money, but because... some can't be bought, so there's no way.

However, no matter what, such a house is always very comfortable to live in.

After taking all the things down, Yu Xiaoyu drove the car into the garage, and Fan Zhe and Fan Qing, father and son, carried their things into the house in two or three.

The old couple carried quite a lot of things, and Fan Zhe seemed a bit struggling to carry one of the two big boxes in each hand.

"What are you carrying here? It's so heavy? I don't know how the two of you got it here from your hometown."

"There are some specialties at home, such as bacon or something. Your aunt told me to bring them here." Li Rong didn't think too much about it. She was smiling in the car, and when she saw the house smiling, she replied to her son. When asking questions, he is also smiling.

"Why do you bring these..." Fan Zhe complained, carrying his things up a step, "If I knew you were carrying so many things, I should have brought two more people to pick you up..."

"Look at your stink." Fan Qing said angrily, "So lack of exercise? You complain about such a small thing?"

While talking, the old and vigorous Father Fan took one by himself, and lifted it up in two or three strokes.

"I can lift one too..." Fan Zhe complained while lifting the other one up the steps.

After entering the house, the nanny has already prepared shoes at the door.

Hearing the movement at the door, Ye Jiayi from the kitchen ran out and said with a smile on her face, "Dad, Mom."

...

The family had a good meal at home.

It is said that the rice was made by Ye Jiayi, but in fact it should be the result of the chef's busy work all afternoon. Ye Jiayi's contribution probably means that he boiled a piece of rice and started working.

Speaking of the chef, Fan Zhe and the others hired a special chef. They won't come back at noon, it's settled at the company, but they will go home for dinner, and their private chef's daily job is to prepare dinner for them.

During the whole meal, the atmosphere was generally quite lively.

Fan Zhe and Ye Jiayi were very happy that their parents could come.

Especially Ye Jiayi, even a little happier than Fan Zhe. There is no conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Ye Jiayi's father passed away early, and her mother also left before she and Fan Zhe got married. After marrying Fan Zhe, Li Rong was really kind to her, like a real mother, Ye Jiayi was also very close to her.

At the dinner table, the two happy people, together with Li Rong, who was also in a very beautiful mood, chatted very well.

There was only Fan Qing, who never had a smile on his face, kept silent and didn't speak much. When the son and daughter-in-law asked, they just waved their hands and said it was okay.

Li Rong had been with Fan Qing day and night for decades, so she must know her husband's personality best.

After waving his hand, Li Rong said: "Don't worry about this old man, you two hurry up to eat, and after eating, take me to go shopping nearby, especially to find a vegetable market. During this time, don't invite a chef. Mom will cook for you !"

"Okay." Ye Jiayi said with a smile, "Then I will tell Lao Chen tomorrow to let him rest for a while and not come to work."

The chef named Lao Chen didn't know that he was about to lose this relatively easy and lucrative part-time job.

...

In the evening, after Lao Fan and Li Rong finished washing, they lay down on the bed.

In Fan Zhe's house, if nothing else, there are many rooms.

After knowing that her parents were coming, Ye Jiayi attached great importance to it, and told the nanny specifically that she packed up the largest room in the remaining room, with a separate cloakroom and bathroom. The bedding is all newly bought, and personal items, such as electric toothbrushes and toiletries, are all prepared early.

The air conditioner in the room had already been turned on, and it was the most comfortable feeling to be covered with a light quilt.

On the wall directly opposite the bed, a wall-mounted Sony 77-inch large TV is hung here, and there is a remote control that can control a decorative panel to cover the TV.

It might not be good to put such a big TV in the bedroom, but Fan Zhe knows his parents well. These two, when they are free, like to lie on the bed and watch TV. Especially his father, who likes to do this very much, and often looks at it, even forgets to turn off the tube, and falls asleep.

Ever since, Fan Zhe simply bought a better one and put it here. I was also worried that the large TV would be inconvenient to place and would be an eyesore, so I installed a wall-mounted TV with a design that can be automatically blocked.

It can be considered painstaking.

At this moment, the old couple were lying on the bed, watching TV.

It's just that although the two of them are staring at the screen, their moods don't seem to be on it.

"Old Fan, what happened to you today?"

"It's nothing." Fan Qing still had that hard face without a smile.

Li Rong laughed.

Fan Qing waited for follow-up questions, but Li Rong stopped talking after laughing, as if she was watching a TV series wholeheartedly. He endured it for a while, but couldn't help it anymore: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Rong laughed again, thinking: 'I still can't control you? '

Of course, she didn't show it like that on her face.

"I'm laughing at you for being like this today. Your life is almost over. Seeing my son's nice car and nice house today is a waste of merit."

"What skills have I broken? I'm fine!"

"Then you put on a face today?"

"I..." Fan Qing didn't know what to say.

"What's the matter? I hit it off? You are so grown up, jealous of your son?"

"Where is this jealousy..." After Fan Qing finished speaking, after a while, he sighed and continued: "I just feel a little emotional."

"Emotional?"

"Hmm..." Fan Qing said, "Thinking back, when Xiaozhe wanted to learn to paint, the older kid's face was stained with paint by the paintbrush, as if it was the same as yesterday... In a blink of an eye, he is so Growing up, and doing such a big business... It's a little hard for me to change all of a sudden."

"Tch." Li Rong said disdainfully, "It's not the first day he grew up, so you're only feeling it now?"

"Yeah..." Fan Qing said, "I heard from him and saw the things his company filmed before. I really know that he is now very good and has made a lot of money. But no matter how you look at it before, it is still on TV, which is incomparable. Saw this with my own eyes today."

Lao Fan was indeed a bit shocked today.

That car, this house, this big TV... After experiencing all of this for himself, he suddenly realized that his son was indeed promising.

He definitely wouldn't say this in front of his son, but when he was with Li Rong in private, he didn't have so many scruples.

After listening to her husband's words, Li Rong rubbed her face and said, "I don't have as many thoughts as you, I just feel happy."

"My son is promising now, life is easier, and Jiayi and I are living our own lives comfortably... Isn't that good? I think I'm dead now... No, I'm still alive Can't die, I haven't seen my grandchildren yet."

What Li Rong thought was indeed much simpler. It's not that she doesn't understand her husband's thoughts, it's just that she thinks it's unnecessary.

What are you thinking so much about? My son and daughter-in-law are living a good life, and I can still enjoy the blessings when I grow old. This kind of thing was never dreamed of before. Now that it has come true, what is there to be emotional about?

Fan Qing finally laughed too: "That's right, why think so much?"

Seeing her husband smile, Li Rong felt satisfied that her enlightenment was quite effective, so she didn't care any more. She gave a hutch and said, "I've been flying and taking a car again today. I'm very tired. I'm so sleepy. I'm going to sleep."

"Well, I'm asleep too."

Controlling the remote control, turning off the TV, putting down the decorative panel, the two of them curled up under the quilt and began to sleep.

After a while, Li Rong fell asleep, breathing evenly.

However, Fan Qing still didn't sleep well.

He is like this today, apart from the reason he told his wife before, he has another reason: he finally realized that his son is much better than himself.

It's not that I didn't know it before, but I just felt that the son was raised by himself. When I was young, I fed him milk powder and changed diapers, when I grew up, I took him to school, and when I encountered problems at work, I would ask myself for advice...

And even if he started a company and became a big boss, he was still his son.

He's got it, he's had a good life. And I don't spend much money, just live my life in my hometown. He really didn't want to spend his son's money from the bottom of his heart, and felt that he was also very good.

And today, it all feels a little shattered.

He deeply realized that his son had indeed developed, far surpassing himself.

The feeling of being a father and a role model for children has been completely broken to this day.

Lost?

At the beginning, he was very disappointed, even stronger than when Fan Zhe went to Shenghai to work hard alone without the opposition of his family.

However, the whole day passed, and the sense of loss was very small, and was completely replaced by another emotion—gratification.

After being relieved, the next step is to be proud of your child.

"Come on, Xiao Zhe, Dad can't help you much in the future, and you have to go on your own. But Dad, I'm really very happy."