Zhutian: Since I was a child, I have been happy to be a father

Chapter 54 Don't even think about it
The next day.

There was nothing to do in the morning, so Chen Tao didn't go to the company. Instead, he set up a reclining chair and a small round table on the balcony of the master bedroom to read books and drink tea comfortably.

Around 10:30, Xiaomeng called and asked:

"Old Qiao, did you ask that Fangyuan to find me?"

Chen Tao firmly denied: "No."

Xiaomeng was a little strange: "Since you didn't let him find me, how come he has my mobile phone number?"

Chen Tao laughed and said, "Maybe he peeked at my phone!"

Xiaomeng tried to threaten: "If you don't admit it, then I won't help you."

Can you help me? What does it matter to me?

Chen Tao explained: "At any rate, I have to show my face. How dare I ask you for help? He found me and asked for your number, so I gave it to him. I don't care what you talk about. But let me remind you, The person in charge of their family is not Fangyuan, it might not work if you talk to him."

This is the truth.

Tong Wenjie has always been used to being strong, including her son's education, everything is in her hands.

If Fang Yuan has an opinion, it's best to keep it, or persuade him tactfully.

Xiao Meng deliberately mocked: "Then who is in charge of your family? Yingzi, or that Song Qian? It can't be you, right?"

Chen Tao recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, little dream benefactor, you have found true love, why cling to the past? Hurry up and forget the poor monk!"

Xiao Meng was angry and annoyed: "Who would miss you, an old scumbag! If you hadn't given my number to others casually, how could I have called you? You're so shameless!"

Chen Tao promised: "Okay, it's all my fault, I will definitely not give it next time."

Only then was Xiaomeng satisfied, and said in a serious tone:
"Old Qiao, to be honest, I don't really want to help with this job. Now there are only two months left before the earliest professional exam, but her child has no foundation at all...and even fought with classmates."

Chen Tao hummed and said, "You decide, it's up to you."

In the current situation, can Fang Yifan still get admitted to Nanjing University of the Arts within two months?

Chen Tao didn't care at all.

As long as Qiao Yingzi doesn't get depressed, as long as Song Qian doesn't get nervous, as long as the mother and daughter don't drag him down, everything will be fine.

Xiao Meng hummed softly: "You call me a good friend? The art exam is a big deal, so you don't care about it?"

I don’t even care about you anymore. Do I still care about other people’s sons?
Chen Tao said "replacing defense with offense": "You want me to care about you, right? No, you have a boyfriend, it's not suitable."

Xiao Meng was really angry when she heard that, she cursed "Scumbag" in a low voice, and hurriedly ended the call.

Chen Tao also put down his phone, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

In the afternoon, Chen Tao went to the company to receive the financial manager of a construction company.

Their company had a bank loan that was about to expire, but the project payment had not arrived, so they had to find Chen Tao through the introduction of an acquaintance, and wanted to borrow money to cross the bridge.

When the bank loan comes out on Friday, it can be repaid immediately.

Chen Tao agreed to this because the acquaintance was none other than a good friend who lent him $200 million a few months ago.

If you can return favors and make money, why not do it?
At 06:30 in the evening, just as Chen Tao sat down in a western restaurant, Song Qian and Tong Wenjie came in behind.

The two of them also saw Chen Tao, and Song Qian turned her head to leave, but Tong Wenjie grabbed her arm.

Cricket is a scumbag, why should you avoid him?
In order to enjoy the meal, Chen Tao pretended not to see him.

But the two girlfriends went straight to him and sat down.

Seeing this, the waitress came over and asked, "Excuse me, are the three of you together?"

Song Qian remained silent.

Tong Wenjie was silent.

Chen Tao looked as usual: "The menu I just ordered remains unchanged, and I will give them a set meal for two."

The waitress looked left and right, seemed to realize something, laughed dryly, and went back to prepare.

Song Qian said calmly: "Where's your little girlfriend? Why didn't she come with you? Was she dumped?"

Chen Tao was confused: "Why do I smell a sour smell? Is someone drinking vinegar near me?"

'Humph, it's different having a mistress. The change is so big. Not only is she much younger, but her attitude towards herself has also become so much tougher. '

Thinking of this, Song Qian retorted:
"How can there be any vinegar smell? I think someone is hallucinating?"

'I did have a hallucination, otherwise why would someone come to me? '

Chen Tao had the intention to retort, but in order to enjoy the meal, he held back.

He changed the subject and said, "Why don't you take Yingzi with you when you go out to eat? No, I have to make a phone call to ask her to come over."

Song Qian didn't object.

She also looks after the dishes.

This restaurant is very high-end, so she thinks it's clean, and she thinks it's okay to eat once in a while.

"What! Dad, are you eating with my mother now? Where are you? Send me the location of the restaurant, and I'll go downstairs now."

Although things and people are different, Qiao Yingzi still wants to feel the warm atmosphere of having dinner as a family.

However, half an hour later, when she rushed to the restaurant with joy, she saw the light bulb she didn't want to see at the moment.

"Tong... Auntie."

Qiao Yingzi yelled, then looked at Chen Tao, with talking eyes, as if asking why Tong Wenjie was here?

Chen Tao said with a smile: "Yingzi, your mother said that the food outside is not clean, but she went out to eat with your Aunt Tong, how do you feel now?"

Song Qian retorted: "I'm talking about those junk foods. It's like the deep-fried dough sticks sold out in the neighborhood. I don't know how long that small pot of oil has been used. It's almost turning into oil... How unhealthy! I don't know Yingzi likes to eat these, but every time I go to see them, I don’t want to buy them again.”

Qiao Yingzi sat down next to Chen Tao, smiled and said to her mother:
"Mom, it's right not to buy it, I just like to eat your breakfast."

Hearing this, Song Qian looked at Chen Tao with a proud face.

But she didn't know that under the table, her precious daughter was pulling her father's clothes, begging him not to argue with her mother.

Chen Tao didn't make things difficult for her, and asked:

"Then would you like to eat the dinner I made for you?"

Qiao Yingzi was honest: "I like it."

When Chen Tao heard this, he also looked at her mother proudly.

Song Qian snorted disdainfully: "I do it every day, how many times have you done it?"

Chen Tao chuckled and said: "If you are willing, you can also let Yingzi have dinner with me after school every day."

Song Qian flatly refused: "I promised to let Yingzi go to you every week, aren't you satisfied? Do you still want me to promise you to have dinner with Yingzi every night? Don't even think about it! If you force me, then I won't After work, I will guard the school gate every day, and I will never let you see Yingzi!"

666...

Chen Tao was speechless.

Qiao Yingzi looked uncomfortable.

Tong Wenjie also felt outrageous.

(End of this chapter)