The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 254 Zhao Wanqi's Counterattack【Two in One】

When the mother and son went downstairs, they saw Zhao Wanqi sitting gracefully in the second seat on the right next to the majestic mahogany dining table in the magnificent hall, chatting with Dad Zhao who was sitting in the main seat.

As the mother and son sat down in turn, the family of four began to enjoy the lunch carefully prepared by the nanny. Zhao Wanqi and Zhao's mother drank red wine, and Zhao's father and son drank Moutai.

After clinking cups together, Zhao's mother glanced at the elegant daughter opposite, and strengthened her determination to "don't let the fat and water flow into the field of outsiders".

A gentle and kind smile appeared on her face:

"Wanqi, is it so difficult to go home usually? If I hadn't asked your dad to call you today, wouldn't you still want to come back?"

If it wasn't for your sudden attack and the scene where I was training the little red guy, you probably wouldn't even remember calling me, a cheap daughter, home for dinner, right?

Although she knew her mother's thoughts clearly, Zhao Wanqi still had a faint smile on her face:
"No, I'm just too busy at work. I'm running announcements all day and night, and I have to go on business trips every now and then. I often run back and forth between various first-tier cities. I can't relax at all."

"Sister, I remembered you as soon as you said you were on a business trip. Why haven't you sent me a gift recently?"

Zhao Yanming said as it should: "Didn't we all discuss it, every time you go to a new city on a business trip, you must send me some local specialties."

When did we agree to send you souvenirs?Zhao Wanqi froze for a moment.

Did she think she was hallucinating, or had lost her memory?
But seeing her younger brother's thieves' eyes, Zhao Wanqi understood what was going on. She was busy working on the new album recently, and she forgot to send money to this kid.

For my brother who is lazy, lazy, idle, just asking for, not knowing what to get in return, and not being able to support the wall with mud... It is impossible to say that there is no resentment in my heart.

After all, there is no harm without comparison, and her parents have always treated her differently, which has long since broken her heart.

"I've been quite busy recently, and next time I'm on a business trip, I'll definitely send you souvenirs." She bit the word "souvenirs" very hard.

After making a verbal promise of 'definitely next time', Zhao Wanqi casually 'boasted' her brother:
"Xiao Ming has grown up now, and he is much more sensible than before. No matter how hard he works, he will become a master in the future."

"It's still girl Qi who can talk, and Mom thinks so too." Mom Zhao answered:

"Your younger brother will definitely become famous in the future. When the time comes, you, as a sister, don't have to work so hard. You can just wait at home and enjoy the happiness."

Enjoy his Qingfu, then I still look forward to a good pregnancy in the next life, Zhao Wanqi silently bowed her head and ate rice.

And why does this sound so awkward?

I usually ask me to take care of my younger brother, why did I think of asking him to help me today, even though this is just a casual remark from my mother, Zhao Wanqi still finds it very strange.

But she didn't think much about it, so she just pretended to be her mother and drank fake wine.

I'm going, my silly brother, you don't take it seriously, do you?Glancing at the brother with his chin raised, Zhao Wanqi felt that it was still necessary to let him recognize the reality.

Those who are incompetent should not be too inflated, or they will definitely suffer in the future. She is not trying to hurt her heart, she is doing it for the good of her brother.

"..., Mom and Dad are for your own good", similar sentence patterns, since she was a child, she is not too familiar with it.

For her own good, all good things are attached to her younger brother, which is to train her to be independent as soon as possible.

For her own good, I don't want her to fall in love and get married, it's for her career development.

For her own good, she was asked to buy a sky-high priced villa without her name written on the real estate certificate.

For her benefit, I often help her buy financial products, but the products are all at a loss.

……

Putting aside the bad things in the past, Zhao Wanqi seemed to say unintentionally:
"If you want to stand out, you must not only look at your own efforts, but also have the vision to seize the opportunities of the times. This is not an easy thing, and we cannot force it."

"However, since Xiao Ming graduated from university, he has stayed at home with you two elders. With his care, I can rest assured that when I work outside, I will have less worries. I am very pleased with this. "

"He's the only one who still takes care of us. We're thankful that we don't serve him." Mentioning his son, Zhao's father was furious.

He took a mouthful of Moutai and said cursingly:
"He stayed at home. You thought he was taking care of me and your mother. He couldn't find a job at all, okay?"

"Hmph, as far as his pheasant university is concerned, he will be unemployed after graduation. As the saying goes in my hometown, even after graduation, I don't care about him."

"If this kid is half as sensible as you, then my ancestral grave will be smoked, and I, as an old man, can rest assured."

"But look at him, a bastard, what is he doing all day long?"

"In addition to playing games, I still play games. I stay in my room day and night, typing on the keyboard. If no one calls him to eat, I guess he will sit on the ground and become a fairy by now, soaring in the daytime?"

"I want to work too. Some time ago, I also submitted my resume to the company, but they don't want me, what can I do?" Zhao Yanming beeped softly.

"Since I can't find a job and I have nothing to do at home, I can only play games to pass the time. Anyway, our family does not lack money..."

"What's that, what's this called, a living person can be suffocated by urine, you can't find a smaller company if you submit your resume, I don't believe that in Shanghai, you can't even find a job with a monthly salary of several thousand arrive?"

"Huh, you have high eyes but low hands. You don't know what education you have. With a junior college degree, you can easily submit your resume to a Fortune [-] company. If I were someone else's HR, I wouldn't want a bastard like you."

Huh, I feel relieved. Zhao Wanqi felt secretly relieved when she saw that her trash brother was scolded bloody by her father because of the hole she dug casually:

Tsk, I've been dealing with capitalists for a long time, and I'm about to become a scheming bitch.

"By the way, some time ago, I introduced several jobs to Xiao Ming, because they were based on personal relationships, and the salaries and benefits of these jobs were good. Why didn't he stick to it?"

Zhao Wanqi is not digging a hole this time, although for some reason, she has never been too cold towards this younger brother.

But for the sake of the family, she had put a lot of thought into the jobs she had introduced earlier, and she had chosen well-paid vacancies.

But who knew that three jobs were introduced back and forth, and this kid didn't work for a week in total. She asked the reason afterwards, and her dear brother blocked her directly.

Otherwise, how could she say that the mud cannot support the wall?

"Don't mention the job you introduced. The media company in Pudong has to clock in at nine o'clock every day. Our house is so far away, and I have to get up at seven o'clock. Is this how people live?"

Zhao Yanming rolled his eyes: "There is also that securities company, the off-duty time is quite early, but the department manager is not a thing, and he knows how to squeeze new people."

"The colleagues in the office are also a group of veterans. They copy materials and distribute documents. These untechnical tasks are all left to me alone."

"I just gritted my teeth and endured it. After all, I am a newcomer, and I have the consciousness of being at a disadvantage, but the rough work of serving tea, ordering milk tea, and buying coffee is all entrusted to me. Isn't this too bullying for honest people? "

Zhao Wanqi: "..."

Co-author, you quit because of these things?
Young master, you don't know anything, and they don't let you do these odd jobs, what else can you do?

Is it possible to enshrine you as an ancestor, and then pay you a salary every month? Isn't it too beautiful for you to think about it?
The moment she got the young master's illness without the young master's life, Zhao Wanqi fully understood that her younger brother had already been raised and abandoned by her parents.

"Crack..." Dad Zhao slammed his chopsticks on the table, and said angrily, "A big man with arms and legs, but he can't bear the slightest bitterness. What else can you do in the future?"

Zhao Wanqi hurriedly picked up chopsticks and vegetables for her father: "Dad, don't be angry, it hurts you too much, eat vegetables..."

"You can look for a job slowly. You can always find the right one. If there is such a company, it will need a talent like Xiao Ming. Isn't this a professional match?"

"And, as Xiao Ming said, our family is not short of money. The pocket money my mother gave him is tens of thousands per month. Isn't this more earning than clocking in to work?"

Glancing at his wife, Dad Zhao put down his wine glass, blushed and said:
"A loving mother is a loser, you mother, you can't spoil him anymore in the future, if you continue to develop like this, he will be useless, understand?"

Okay, damn girl, this is because I know my son is my weakness, and this will directly put us in the army! Mother Zhao's face froze, and she smiled and said:

"Yes, yes, staying at home all the time is really not a long-term solution. Wanqi, why don't you arrange a job for your brother in your own studio?"

"He majored in accounting in college. I think it's better to be a professional counterpart, or let him come to your studio and help you manage the accounts?"

If I study accounting, I can manage my accounts. There are so many inflows and outflows in the studio every day. Can he understand the financial statements?Glancing at her ignorant younger brother, Zhao Wanqi curled her lips secretly.

Let this guy manage the accounts for her, and she was worried that she would go into the small dark room and step on the sewing machine because of tax evasion.

This is too much punishment.

Looking at her mother with anticipation in her eyes, Zhao Wanqi put down the bowl and chopsticks and said:

"Mom, sister Hong and I jointly opened this studio. There was a clear division of labor at the beginning of its establishment, and the two of us were in charge of a lot of things."

"Usually I'm in charge of running the business, generating income for the studio, and getting in touch with resources and personnel arrangements for the studio, all of which are in charge of Sister Hong..."

She politely refused: "Now you suddenly let Xiao Ming take care of the finances, isn't that a little bad, I'm worried that Sister Hong will think too much, and it will be unpleasant when the time comes?"

"Wanqi, Mom, this isn't cronyism, it's money. It's better to let your own people take care of it. Can your own brother cheat you?"

Zhao Ma glanced at her husband, smiled and said:

"Old Zhao, do you think this is the truth?"

"Ah, this can't be done, this can't be done, Xiao Ming has no work experience, if something goes wrong, won't Yanhong turn my daughter's face on her?"

Dad Zhao smashed his mouth and said:
"It's not easy to find a good partner. Although we can't help our daughter, we can't hinder her, right?"

"Wanqi, you can just find a job for your younger brother, as long as he is not starved to death, don't listen to your mother's nonsense, what does she know as a woman?"

"Okay, I'll try to find him another easy job." Zhao Wanqi said with a smile.

It's still dad who has eyes, she thought secretly in her heart.

It was rare for a family of four to get together. Dad Zhao had a happy smile on his face, and his face was flushed when his glass was drained.

"Dad, you should drink less, you should pay attention to your health at such an age." Zhao Wanqi held down the wine glass.

Zhao's father pressed his hand: "It's rare for my daughter to come back for dinner today, so I'm happy."

A smile appeared on Zhao Wanqi's face. What she longed for the most, what she longed for the most, was the care of her family, and someone who could take her seriously.

After all, it feels too bad to be a little transparent.

Dad Zhao put down his wine glass and suddenly asked:
"Wanqi, how much money did you earn from your last album?"

Alas, here we are again. I'm just happy, can't you bring up these things again in a while?
Although my father is stronger than my mother, but not much stronger.

However, she is not the Xiaomengxin she used to be. Naturally, it is impossible to tell the whole story, and then earn a small amount of money through hard work, and her parents "bought financial products".

Zhao Wanqi lowered her head to pick up the rice, and replied angrily:
"It hasn't been long since the album was released, and the staff haven't had time to count it yet, and the result is still unknown..."

Seeing his daughter's complexion changed, Dad Zhao said with a smile:

"Wanqi, don't think too much about it. Dad has no other intentions. He just thinks that you have to learn how to manage money. You can't put all the money you earn in your bank card. The pitiful interest can't keep up with the currency inflation. .”

"The stock market is relatively good recently. I heard that the money invested by Lao Zhang's son has doubled. If you don't understand, Dad can ask someone for you."

Yo, you still know about inflation. If you don’t know, you might think you really want to speculate in stocks. Zhao Wanqi said with a smile:

"Okay, I really don't know much about financial management, so I'll transfer you 200 million later, and you can just buy it yourself, and don't ask Lao Zhang's son for advice."

"I heard from a friend that some old stockholders love to kill familiar people. Don't be cheated by them at that time. Losing some money is still a small loss. It's not worthwhile if you get angry."

"After all, we don't know much about it. It's okay if we make money. If we lose money, it will affect your relationship with Uncle Zhang. You will have no fishing friends in the future."

"Okay, it's still our daughter who is considerate. When Dad earns money, this will be your dowry in the future." Dad Zhao said with a smile.

Give me back one-third of my original 'financial management', and I'll be thankful...Zhao Wanqi smiled gently:

"Okay, thank you Dad, you still love me."

……

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Dad Zhao sat up straight and his face became very serious:

"By the way, I heard from your mother that you are talking about friends?"

Well, today's main event is still here... She knew that if it wasn't for this incident, how could her parents call her home for dinner?
Well, why don't you just admit it.

Anyway, these years, she has had enough of the rules and regulations her parents put on her, and she has long wanted to fight back.

She has worked so hard to earn money to support this big family, so she can't even have the freedom to fall in love?

Are there any human rights anymore!
As a woman in the new era, Zhao Wanqi naturally doesn't want to be a tool person who specializes in helping the family make money.

She has her own emotional appeal too, okay?
Otherwise, with a flick of the head, we will have a showdown today:

The little red guy is my boyfriend, why not?
But what if they called Wen Yan to come over for dinner?
Isn't it too embarrassing for Xiao Chi to pretend to be his boyfriend?

If Wang Luoxi found out, wouldn't she be laughed at to death?

Zhao Wanqi stroked her hair, thinking to herself what should be the appropriate answer?
.......
.......
I went to hang the water in the afternoon, and fell asleep when I came back. When I woke up, I giao, it was already early morning.

Hurry up and write a chapter [Although it is not too long, it still has the weight of the usual two chapters]

continue to sleep.

I'm trying to write another chapter during the day, of course, just trying, I probably won't be able to.

QQ
(End of this chapter)