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Chapter 845 Trendy Grandpa (12)

Because Friday is a normal day for work, Yang Huaping called a car to go to the airport after work, and then sat there at night, and it was also the last flight to come to Shanghai.

Therefore, when he arrived in the magic capital, it was already early morning.

Yang Qian went to the airport to pick up his father. Interestingly, none of the professional "fans" who picked him up recognized him.

On the contrary, those passers-by in the surrounding area frequently paid attention to his father, Comrade Yang Huaping, who was already over 50 years old!

They seem to be wondering, who is this fashionable old man?He actually walked in the trend of the times, even worse than those old Kellers in Shanghai!

Yes, today's Yang Huaping's dress is somewhat unique.

And his fashion is not the gentlemanly, British-style suits of the old Koehler in Shanghai, nor is it the style of those short video platforms who deliberately wear fancy clothes to attract attention and shoot old men on the street.

He is pragmatic!
The upper body is a white T-shirt, with an army green vest outside, or a waistcoat.

It's just that his vest has a lot of pockets, and there are five or six pockets on the front alone!

Obviously, this kind of clothes is not something photographers or experienced fishermen would wear, and Yang Huaping is obviously the latter!
The slacks on his lower body also have a lot of pockets, giving the impression that he has a lot of things with him, and he can pull out a lot of tools at will.

This does not seem to be a big deal, the backpack he is carrying is also very fashionable, a main bag in desert camouflage color, with four small bags combined on the front and on both sides.

If it weren't for the fact that this old man is not too young, passers-by might mistakenly think that he is an officer and soldier of some army to train
Of course, Yang Qian recognized this bag. It was when Yang Qian was working in Hecheng. His father said he wanted a tactical backpack for fishing. After choosing the style, Yang Qian bought it for him online.

It's just that Yang Qian wanted to buy him a low-key black at first, but Yang Huaping thought it was too hot in the wild. Wearing a black bag is like carrying a stove, so he asked him to change it to a camouflage style.

If these are nothing, then Yang Huaping wears sunglasses and a fisherman hat on his head. These outfits give people a feeling of "this old man is very stylish"!Make passers-by want to take off his sunglasses and see if the face behind him is also handsome?
"Mom has been here in Shanghai for a month, have you let yourself go at home?"

Seeing his father's attire, Yang Qian couldn't help complaining.

Although these were her mother's exact words, Hong Xiaoxia often said that she was not at home, this old Yang must have let himself go, either at night to go to the little old lady to dance in the square, or to go fishing and drinking with a group of friends on weekends!

Now it seems that Comrade Lao Yang is indeed a sign of letting himself go.

Yang Qian had never seen his father dress up like this before, even wearing sunglasses when he was going far away!

"What does it mean to let yourself go? Am I not trying to save face for you? Could it be that you are still dressed in sloppy clothes, and when the reporter recognizes you as the father of the big star Yang Qian? Are you not filial to your parents when you are developed?"

Yang Huaping was very dissatisfied with his son's statement.

Wearing this set of equipment, in his opinion, already has a lot of face!

Because his son usually secretly stuffs pocket money for him, Comrade Lao Yang has more money now, and he is willing to buy more expensive clothes for himself. He is dressed like this, and among those old fishing friends, there is a lot of envy. People's - of course, now everyone is scrambling to imitate and buy his same type of tactical backpack and tactical vest to wear.

"Have you received all the crabs, shrimps, and seafood that I sent over?"

Yang Huaping didn't care as much as his son, he skipped the topic lightly and talked about the business.

It's not that Shanghai doesn't sell seafood, after all, it's also a coastal city.

But some seafood is really a specialty of the coastal cities in the south - not exactly the specialty of Hecheng, but also in cities around the South China Sea. However, Yang Huaping thinks that the granddaughter's full moon banquet must be fresh, delicious and high-grade seafood.

So, after getting off work these days, he has been looking for seafood.

Later, it was my brother-in-law Hong Yingjun who provided a valuable contact!

Hong Yingjun knows a friend who happens to be in the seafood distribution business. Their seafood is not only delivered to Shanghai, but also to many places in the country such as Guizhou Province and Qin Province.

So, Yang Huaping asked them to order high-quality crabs, prawns, grouper and other seafood, and even "take" their delivery car to deliver them to Shanghai!
This is much safer than using cold chain express, and the freshness of seafood can also be guaranteed.

"Got it, didn't I tell you in the morning? But it's hard work for you and my uncle, and I went to so many places to buy seafood."

Yang Qian arranged for the receipt in the morning.

Of course, he didn't need to be dispatched for this kind of thing. Dai Zhenhong didn't know who to find to pick up the refrigerated truck. He arranged for the driver and one of his assistants to pick up the goods, and directly transferred them to the hotel for handling.

"Have you read it? Yuni's father has a lot of things to do, so he definitely can't take care of it, and the people below don't know if it's sloppy. Don't know if the things delivered by then are broken."

Yang Huaping got into the car, still nagging worried.

"Don't worry, there's no problem. If there is a problem, wouldn't the people in the hotel tell you? Our people don't understand seafood, so it can't be that the people in the hotel don't understand either, right?"

Yang Qian laughed.

"That's true, why didn't I think of this."

Yang Huaping covered his head.

"You must be sleepy. Go back to sleep soon, this flight is too late, you can actually ask for half a day off, so that you won't arrive in the middle of the night."

Yang Qian asked the driver to turn down the sound of the car stereo.

"Why do you ask for leave? Don't you just have dinner tonight, and the full moon bar will be opened at noon tomorrow? I have to deduct money if I ask for leave. Isn't it good? There is still food on the plane."

Yang Huaping is not willing to give up his little salary, and will be happy for the "free" meal on the plane, but he is not stingy. When buying these seafood for his granddaughter, Yang Qian estimates that he will spend thousands of dollars. out.

Yang Qian would not ask his father to pay the money by himself. It is a bit boring to talk about money between men. Anyway, he often gives his father pocket money.

If he doesn't give him so much money, why does my mother say to give him so much money?Men become bad when they have money!
But each time it was several thousand yuan, and there was a bunch of good wine and cigarettes, enough for my father to save face among his friends in Hecheng!

"Where are we going now?"

Yang Huaping asked his son.

"Go home, of course to my place. Where else can I go?"

Yang Qian laughed.

"Why are you going to your place? Isn't Yu Ni still in confinement? It's okay, you can find a hotel on the side of the road and put me down. I'll just stay in the hotel for one night, and I'll go there tomorrow."

Yang Huaping quickly waved his hands.

"I can't live at home, so why go to the hotel? You said she was confinement, and that's the time of the month! Dad, look at the time, it's past twelve o'clock, right? So, in fact, she is already considered It's the moon."

Yang Qian had discussed it with Dai Yuni a long time ago, and Dai Yuni also offered to let her father-in-law come and live at home.

Although she and Yang Qian have quite a lot of houses, but the mother-in-law is helping to take care of the children here, so you can't let the father-in-law live in the old bungalow alone, right?
(End of this chapter)