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Hai Tong Zhan Yin

Chapter: 1959

Zhan Haoyu stood up, stretched out his right hand and shook Qiao Han’s hand with a smile, “Mr. Qiao.”

After Qiao Han shook hands with him, he made a gesture of asking him to sit down.

After Zhan Haoyu sat down again, Qiao Han sat down beside his mother.

Mrs. Qiao turned her head to look at her imposing daughter, then looked at Zhan Haoyu on the opposite side, and sighed in her heart, her daughter was more manly than Zhan Haoyu.

“Why come back now?”

Mrs. Qiao asked her daughter gently, “Aren’t you still in the company at this time?”

“I just finished talking about a project, and I have some time, so I’ll come back to see my parents.”

Qiao Han’s voice was low, and with outsiders present, she didn’t dare to relax at all, for fear that Zhan Haoyu would find out that she was actually a beauty.

“When did President Zhan come?”

Qiao Han asked Zhan Haoyu.

Zhan Haoyu replied with a smile: “I just arrived today. I need to take care of some business matters. I came here on a business trip for a while. Last time I had dinner with my aunt at the same table and had a good chat. I will pay a visit.”

“Haoyu, whenever you come to Jiangcheng in the future, come and sit down. Auntie likes to chat with you very much.”

Mrs. Joe liked the young man very much.

Zhan Haoyu is eloquent. When chatting with him, he will be very considerate of the age of the other party. When chatting with the elderly, he will only chat with the other party about interesting things in the past. Although he is not from that era, he often hears about it from his grandma. If there are many, the chat can go on, and it will make the old man look like he has found a bosom friend.

When chatting with a middle-aged aunt like Mrs. Qiao, whether it’s talking about the life events of the children, cooking soup, or cooking, he can talk about common topics.

Mrs. Qiao is used to her daughter’s taciturnity, and she can’t continue talking with her daughter when she wants to have a heart-to-heart talk. Suddenly, she meets a young man who has a good chat with her.

The two of them only met twice, and now Mrs. Qiao regards Zhan Haoyu as a familiar nephew.

If it weren’t for knowing that Zhan’s family has property in Jiangcheng, and Zhan Haoyu has no shortage of places to live, Mrs. Qiao would have wanted to invite Zhan Haoyu to live in Qiao’s old house, so that the couple would also be able to appreciate the happiness of being accompanied by the younger generation.

“That’s natural. Whenever I’m in Jiangcheng on a business trip, I’ll come and see Uncle Qiao and Auntie.”

Qiao Dong said: “Stay here for dinner later, I have ordered the kitchen to cook more dishes, Haoyu, did you drive here by yourself? Uncle Qiao still wants to have a drink with you during the meal.”

The future father-in-law wanted to have a drink with him, so he would naturally accompany him.

When getting married, everyone will drink alcohol. He has to improve his drinking capacity and prepare for the future.

Zhan Haoyu’s alcohol capacity is actually very good, and he would not get drunk under normal circumstances.

“I’m currently staying in our family’s hotel, which is diagonally opposite to your Joe’s hotel. After dinner, if Joe can always send me back to the hotel, I’d be happy to have a few drinks with Uncle Joe.”

Before Qiao Han answered, her parents answered for her. Qiao Dong said to his daughter: “Ah Han, you also stay at home and eat before leaving. You will send Haoyu back to the hotel later. Dad hasn’t talked to you for a long time. I’ve been drinking, and I’ve become addicted to alcohol, so it’s rare for me to get along with Haoyu, and Haoyu is a guest from afar, so I definitely want to have a drink or two with the guest.”

What can Qiao Han say?

Her parents agreed for her.

She has a team of bodyguards, and she can ask one of the bodyguards to act as his driver and take him back to the hotel.

Thinking of this, Qiao Han responded in a low voice: “Dad, it’s okay, but don’t drink too much.”

“Just a few drinks, not too much. Your mother is watching, and your mother won’t let me get drunk.”

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