I don't want to inherit a trillion dollar fortune

Chen Ping pondered for a moment, and said: "I'm gone for now, I'll talk about it later."

Chu An'an on the other end of the phone replied, "Good Mr. Chen."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ping sat in the corridor and slept all night.

Early the next morning, Jiang Wan just said to him coldly: "I'll pick up the rice grains in the afternoon, do you want to go back with me?"

Chen Ping nodded, and smiled wryly: "I'll go and bow my head to our father."

Hearing his words, Jiang Wan was agitated at first, but her face was still cold, she nodded and said nothing.

In the afternoon, Chen Ping and Jiang Wan took the rice grains back to the old man's house. As soon as they entered the door, they felt the cold atmosphere in the room.

"Dad, I'm back." Jiang Wan pretended to be calm.

No one greeted him. Jiangmin sat on the sofa and read the newspaper with his reading glasses on.

Mother-in-law Yang Guilan was busy doing something in the kitchen.

Chen Ping put down the rice grains, the little guy hid behind his father's thigh, grabbed Chen Ping's trouser legs tightly, raised his head, looked at Chen Ping innocently with big eyes, and murmured softly: "Baba, grandpa and grandma Don't you like me?"

Chen Ping knelt down, pampered Mi Li's little head, shook his head and smiled softly: "No, go in and say hello to grandpa and grandma."

The big black jewel-like eyes of the millet grains were shining, and they carefully and fearfully glanced at Jiang Guomin, who was reading the newspaper, before letting go of his feet and running over, shouting crisply, "Grandpa, the rice grains are here."

Only then did Jiang Guomin put down the newspaper, got up and left the sofa, and went into the study without even looking at it.

boom!

The study door is closed.

It hit Chen Ping's heart heavily, as well as Jiang Wan's heart.

Jiang Wan looked at Mi Li, who was about to cry with her lips pursed, and hurried over, hugged her in her arms, and entered her bedroom.

Chen Ping frowned slightly, feeling very unhappy.

The old man's attitude towards his daughter is too cold.

But someone else, followed into the kitchen to help, but was coldly received by the mother-in-law.

"Chen Ping, I don't need you to serve me, I can't afford it, you still go back and forth, our family doesn't welcome you."

Yang Guilan spoke as if no one was around, and did not give Chen Ping any good looks.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

Chen Ping bowed his head and said, he understood the purpose of his visit today, and he didn't want to embarrass Jiang Wan.

Therefore, he chose to compromise.

"Oh, I can't bear it." Yang Guilan said sarcastically, with frivolous eyebrows and sharp teeth.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Yang Guilan glared at Chen Ping, pushed him away arrogantly, and then ran to the door with a happy face, and the lingering voice shouted: "Come on, come on, is it Gao Yang?"

The door opened.

Gao Yang, who was wearing a handsome suit, held gift boxes full of gifts in his left and right hands, and said with a smile, "Auntie, hello."

"Ouch, come in, come in."

Yang Guilan was so happy, she hurriedly took the gift box from Gao Yang's hand: "Come here, why don't you bring any gifts, it's too strange."

"It's the first time I'm here, I should. I'll say hello to you and uncle on behalf of my parents." Gao Yang said generously.

As soon as Yang Guilan turned around, she saw Chen Ping sitting on the sofa in the living room. Immediately, she was in a bad mood, and cursed: "Didn't you see the guest, why don't you hurry up and pour tea? I don't have any vision at all."

This good-for-nothing son-in-law, look at Gao Yang, he knows how to bring gifts when he comes to the door.

He just came here with a tow bottle empty-handed, what a bad luck!

Chen Ping glanced at Gao Yang, who was staring at him arrogantly, his eyes seemed to say, scumbag, my mother-in-law treats me better than you, a famous son-in-law.

Chen Ping didn't care about anything, got up and went to make a cup of tea.

Jiang Guomin had already come out of the study, and was sitting on the sofa talking with Gao Yang enthusiastically.

Chen Ping stood in the corner, listening silently.

"Uncle Jiang, where is Jiang Wan, why didn't you see her?" Gao Yang looked around, his eyes rolling.

Jiang Guomin yelled, "Wan'er, there are guests at home."

The bedroom door opened, and Jiang Wan managed to coax Mi Li to sleep. When she saw Gao Yang sitting in the living room, she was also slightly taken aback.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Wan's tone was cold.

"Why can't he come, are you allowed to bring back a piece of trash?"

Yang Guilan came out of the kitchen at this time, holding a fruit plate in her hand, and stared fiercely at Chen Ping, who was standing in the corner smoking, obviously out of breath, "Smoking is not allowed at home, you have to go out to smoke."

"I'm sorry." Chen Ping immediately pinched out the cigarette, opened the window and fanned it to dissipate the smell of smoke.

Jiang Wan also took a look at Chen Ping, wishing she could take him out immediately, so as to save her embarrassment for a while.

"Gao Yang, my aunt bought these fruits specially this morning, they are very sweet."

Yang Guilan piled the fruit plate in front of Gao Yang as if flattering her.

"Thank you, auntie." Gao Yang replied politely.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping felt very uncomfortable.

When Mi Li came over, he didn't even see the fruit.

Anyway, it's your granddaughter, it's really too much for you to do this.

"By the way, Uncle Jiang, your exhibition has already started to set up the venue, and the invitations have also been sent out. It will open on time at ten o'clock on Saturday morning."

When Gao Yang was talking, he glanced proudly at Chen Ping, showing off very much.

Obviously, his status in the Jiang family is much higher than this son-in-law.

"Okay, thank you so much Xiao Gao."

Jiang Guomin also had a happy expression on his face, imagining the scene where his exhibition would cause a sensation in the whole city.

Those few old friends of mine have already started to build momentum for themselves.

In Shangjiang City, many famous people know that Jiang Guomin, the former Land Resources Planning Section, received an authentic handwriting of Tang Bohu!

It caused quite a stir in Shangjiang City for a while.

Of course, there was also suspense, and it was not revealed which of Tang Bohu's authentic works.

Just waiting for the day of the exhibition to shock the audience.

"Uncle Jiang, you're welcome, this is what I should do."

Gao Yang said modestly, "Also, about your request to meet Mr. Chen, I also told the person in charge that we can meet, but the time has not been confirmed. You also know that people like Mr. Chen are very busy."

I go!

Shameless.

Chen Ping felt contemptuous in his heart, when did he agree to meet?

This is lying to gain favor, and it is said very skillfully.

We can meet, but the time is undecided.

Gao Yang is very good at pleasing Jiang Guomin, which makes Jiang Guomin notice it, the more he looks at it, the more comfortable he feels, and the more he looks at it, the more he likes it.

"Chen Ping, look at Gao Yang, if you have nothing to do, learn from him, don't just idle around all day, it's really not good, let Gao Yang arrange a job for you, it's more decent."

Jiang Guomin opened his mouth. This should be the first time he thought of Chen Ping.

This is a good start.

But Chen Ping heard it in his ears and felt very uncomfortable.

The total property of Gao Yang's company is only tens of millions, which is not enough for his pocket money for a month.

"Chen Ping, why are you still standing there stupidly, why don't you beg Gao Yang." Yang Guilan glared at Chen Ping resentfully.

This idiot, talking so much, he is still standing there, he really deserves to be worthless.

As for Gao Yang, he was sitting upright, his eyes narrowed slightly, triumphantly waiting for Chen Ping to come to beg him.

Cool!

Although Jiang Wan doesn't like Gao Yang, she still thinks it's good to have a good opportunity.

So, she glanced at Chen Ping, her lips moved slightly, the meaning was obvious.

However.

"No, thank you, the temple is too big, I'm not used to staying here."

Chen Ping calmly refused.

At this moment, both Jiang Guomin and Yang Guilan's complexions became very bad.

Jiang Guomin snorted coldly, while Yang Guilan scolded, "Chen Ping, why are you so ignorant? Hurry up and walk around, you are not welcome in my family."

This is going to blow people up.

Chen Ping was immediately pushed out of the house by Yang Guilan.

boom!

After the door closed, Chen Ping shook his head and smiled wryly, then took out his mobile phone and called Chu An'an: "I don't like Gao Yang very much."

Chu An'an at the other end was setting up the scene in the exhibition hall. The moment he received the call, he immediately replied: "Understood, Mr. Chen."

After finishing speaking, she immediately stopped the work on site, and then dialed Gao Yang's phone number.

Gao Yang was bragging at Jiang's house at the moment, when he suddenly received a call, he saw that it was the person in charge of Guohua Exhibition Hall, and immediately said to Jiang Guomin as if showing off, "Look, Uncle Jiang, the phone number of the person in charge of the exhibition hall."

"Hey, Manager Chu...Did Mr. Chen agree to meet?" Gao Yang smiled happily, very proudly, and spoke loudly.

"Mr. Gao, I'm sorry to inform you that the exhibition hall cannot be lent to you for the time being."

"What?"

"This is what our Mr. Chen meant, because he is a little unhappy, so the exhibition hall is temporarily closed to the public." Chu Anan said coldly, the meaning was obvious.

Snapped!

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Gao Yang's face quickly froze, and his whole face turned green.