I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Chapter 2401 - 1519: A Fine-Looking Young Man!

"Dad."

Hong Xiaoyu opened the door after five-thirty in the afternoon.

Hong Ou, returning from the store, saw his son and froze for a moment, clearly not aware of his son’s return.

He then came to his senses, shaking his head with a smile, "Your mother, she’s really considerate."

"Hong Ou, sorry for interrupting your business."

As the head of the household returned, the Fang Family guests all stood up to greet him, including Jiang Chen.

"Uncle."

Hong Ou entered the house with a cheerful smile, carrying two bottles of liquor, scanning the faces of the few present, "Fang, what are you saying? It’s been a long time since our house has been this lively. Your visit is a great honor, please sit."

"Why sit? Dinner is ready. You have good timing, quickly invite Fang and the others over."

Jiang Huazi came out from the kitchen with dishes.

"Isn’t it just for a living? Do you think I don’t want to come home early and chat with Fang and them?"

"Alright, we’re not outsiders. Business must go on. Let’s go, time to eat."

Under Fang Weiguo’s leadership, the group stood up and headed to the dining room.

"The place is a bit cramped, Qing Qing, Xiao Chen, bear with us."

Jiang Huazi said apologetically.

"Where? It’s so much roomier than ours." Fang Weiguo said indifferently, "Qing Qing, Jiang Chen, Xiaoyu, take a seat."

"Uncle Fang, you all sit first."

"Go, bring some chairs over." Jiang Huazi instructed her husband.

The apartment was only seventy to eighty square meters in total, how large could the dining room be? They even lacked enough dining chairs, so Hong Ou brought over some plastic stools to barely manage the seating.

"Xiaoyu, you can eat while standing."

Jiang Huazi asked her son to make space.

"What are you saying?" Pan Hui intervened, "Xiaoyu, don’t listen to your mom, sit, squeeze together, it’s more intimate."

Jiang Huazi sighed with a smile, "It’s good for Sister Pan, soon you’ll be moving into a big house."

"Hey, if not for Jiang Chen, wouldn’t dream of it in this lifetime. Us old folks, we owe it all to Jiang Chen."

Fang Weiguo chimed in.

"Huazi, you’ve worked hard for so long, sit down and take a rest too." Pan Hui said.

"Alright, Hong Ou, serve Fang and them some rice."

"I’ll do it."

Hong Xiaoyu volunteered.

The Hong Family was indeed very hospitable, showing ample respect to the Fang Family and their nephew. Hong Ou opened the blue dream he brought back, "It’s been so long since I sat and drank with Fang."

Although not as prestigious as Maotai, the dream blue wasn’t cheap either. Two bottles cost over a thousand yuan, a luxury not often affordable to ordinary families.

"We drank just yesterday; I might not be able to drink much today."

"No problem, drink well without getting drunk."

Hong Ou poured the liquor, "What will Qing Qing drink?"

"I’ll have soup."

"Yes, try Aunt Jiang’s soup." Jiang Huazi beamed.

"Hong Ou, you can’t just serve Jiang Chen. Xiaoyu is an adult now, serve him too."

Fang Weiguo gestured.

Pan Hui immediately glared at her husband, "Drinking isn’t necessarily a good thing."

"A man in business outside inevitably socializes. How can one interact without touching any liquor?"

"Uncle Fang is right."

Hong Xiaoyu said, "Dad, pour me a cup too."

Fang Weiguo gave a thumbs up, "That’s the spirit of a man."

The crowded dining room was filled with laughter and conversations.

"To your warm hospitality, thank you both."

Fang Weiguo, the oldest present, raised his glass first.

"Fang, what are you saying? We’ve known each other for decades, the kids grew up together, these moments are once in a lifetime. Please visit often."

At the Hong Family, Jiang Huazi was definitely more eloquent. Nowadays most families are like this, with women being more assertive, having their own opinions. She even prepared a can of beer for herself.

"Is it okay for everyone in your family to drink? What about the store later..."

"Sister Pan, it’s fine. Taking a night off won’t lose much money." Hong Ou reassured with a smile.

"Look at that, Comrade Hong Ou is always more enlightened." Jiang Huazi teased.

"Don’t force yourself if you can’t drink."

As the older cousin, Jiang Chen showed concern for his younger brother.

"A glass is fine. Don’t worry, bro."

Hong Xiaoyu raised his glass for a toast. With the elders around, he couldn’t say much, but everything was understood without words.

"Bro, cheers."

Jiang Chen raised his glass of liquor.

"Qing Qing, don’t be reserved, eat whatever you like. You’ve had gourmet food outside; don’t dislike it if it’s not as good."

"Aunt Jiang should say this to Jiang Chen. He’s the one used to gourmet food."

Hong Xiaoyu chuckled quietly, familiar with this scene, having seen it since childhood.

"You two are still the same as when you were kids, always bantering."

Jiang Huazi remarked.

The other elders also smiled.

"I haven’t said a word."

Jiang Chen protested.

"Xiao Chen, sitting beside a beauty like Qing Qing, you should be content, what’s there to say?"

With the dining room small and crowded, people were sitting close, and reaching to pick up dishes could easily bump into others.

"Aunt, that’s not fair. Fang Qing is a beauty, but am I not handsome?"

Jiang Chen always had a knack for making the atmosphere awkward.

The table suddenly fell silent.

Hong Xiaoyu, being young, couldn’t hold back, covering his mouth with a hand and letting out a "pfft."

Then.

The elders burst into laughter one after another.

"Yes, I think Jiang Chen is right. I could tell when he was young, he’d grow up to be a handsome lad."

Fang Weiguo nodded, supporting Jiang Chen.

Hearing this, Jiang Huazi confidently continued, "Exactly, back then they were known as the golden couple."