si-mexico Chapter 221 Humble as Mud
Chapter 221 Humble as Mud
Uncle Yang, who was still receiving his monthly salary at Yunhai Huafu but hadn't had any work for three years, received a phone call.
The car quickly drove out of the garage and parked outside the Huo family's old residence.
When Huo Sili got into the car, he heard the other person say where they were going. Uncle Yang was a little confused, but he didn't ask any further questions.
We drove quietly to our destination.
Since Jiang Qin passed away three years ago, this man, who was not very talkative to begin with, has become even more silent.
The car stopped at the entrance of a residential area, and Uncle Yang was about to remind Huo Sili, who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat, that they had arrived.
The man opened his eyes, glanced outside, and got out of the car.
Silence filled the carriage. Uncle Yang glanced at Huo Sili, who was getting off the train, and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
Silently drive the car to the nearest parking lot and wait for orders.
The security guards in the community didn't recognize anyone, but seeing that the person was dressed well and seemed quite wealthy, and was tall and handsome, they hesitated for a moment before swallowing back the words, "Non-residents are not allowed to enter. Are you a resident?"
A few minutes later, the security guard said he was lucky he had some ability to judge people, otherwise he might have lost his job.
The tall, handsome man stood by the flower bed at the entrance and made a phone call.
Less than two minutes after the call, the property manager, who was having lunch, hurried over while wiping his mouth with a tissue.
The security guard also received a call from his manager, "That's President Huo, a friend of our very, very big boss! You didn't say anything unpleasant to him, did you? If you did, apologize immediately!"
The security guards wouldn't dare, and were glad they hadn't said anything. They quickly said no, and just a few seconds after the call ended, the property manager, with a beer belly, came running over, breathless.
He seemed somewhat apprehensive upon meeting people, but his smile was undeniably joyful.
"Mr. Huo! What brings you here? Please come in, please come in!"
"Have you had lunch yet? If not, what would you like to eat? Just tell me, and I'll arrange it for you!"
Su Lejia and Zhou Junxuan were naturally unaware that the developer behind the new apartment complex they bought, and the ultimate boss of the group, was Wen Chen, one of Huo Sili's good brothers.
The Wen and Huo families are old friends, having been good friends for generations. Wen Chen and Huo Sili have also always had a good relationship.
Therefore, this so-called 24-hour all-round security system combines human and intelligent security.
For Horstley, it doesn't exist.
No one dared to let it exist.
What puzzled the property manager was that although Huo Sili said he hadn't eaten lunch, he only asked him to point out how to get to a certain building.
Then he said, "Go back and eat."
The property manager was a little nervous. Although he was considered the boss here, he naturally knew that he was just a nobody in front of someone like Huo Sili.
The manager had never served such a high-ranking person before, so he quickly asked humbly, "Mr. Huo, did I do something to upset you? Please tell me, and I will change."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Oh, I see. You need a private room, right? No problem, Mr. Huo. I'll treat you to a meal out. Our boss instructed us to treat you well."
Huo Sili reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, glancing at the other person's double chin.
"No need, I appreciate the thought."
After saying that, he quickened his pace and walked briskly towards the elevator.
The manager's expression was somewhat complicated, but after hesitating for a moment, he didn't dare to follow.
However, the next second, Horstley turned back.
The manager's eyes widened, and he quickly regained his smile. "Mr. Huo, is there anything else you need?"
Can you drive?
The manager smiled and said, "Of course!"
Horst's expression was indifferent; "Will, won't?"
The manager was taken aback, then quickly stopped his fawning and said seriously, "Yes, Mr. Huo, where would you like to go? I'll take you."
Horstley: "Are there any large shopping malls nearby, preferably within a ten-minute walk?"
Meanwhile, on the twelfth floor, in Su Lejia and Zhou Junxuan's new apartment.
Steaming hot dishes were laid out on the table, filling the entire restaurant with their aroma.
"It smells so good! Mommy, Mommy, it smells so good!"
Sweetie, who had been placed in her special seat, looked at the dishes on the table and her eyes grew brighter and brighter with joy.
Jiang Qin smiled at her daughter, "So, what should we say?"
Sweetie quickly got it. Zhou Junxuan brought out a plate of braised food, and Sweetie looked at Zhou Junxuan.
He praised without reservation: "Uncle, you're awesome! Master chef!"
Zhou Junxuan and Jiang Qin were both amused by Su Lejia, who was sitting on the other side.
"Thank you, Sweetie."
After placing the last dish, Zhou Junxuan took off his apron, washed his hands, and sat down in the empty seat next to Su Lejia.
Su Lejia picked up her chopsticks and put some spicy beef, which Zhou Junxuan loved, into his bowl.
"Alright, let's eat, everyone."
"Okay~" Sweetie replied.
The group of people at the table began to eat.
After eating for a while, everyone started chatting.
Children need more attention from adults when they eat. Jiang Qin was concerned about her daughter's mealtime, so she didn't participate much in it.
It wasn't until suddenly, when I heard the doorbell ring, that my attention was diverted a little.
"Who is it? I heard someone ring the doorbell." Jiang Qin looked at her best friend sitting next to her.
Su Lejia heard it too, but she was chatting and thought she had misheard.
Hearing Jiang Qin say this, she knew she must have misheard and looked at her fiancé beside her.
"Did you call anyone else over?"
Anyway, Su Lejia remembered that she hadn't invited anyone else today. Some relatives and friends would like to come, but most of them were not in Kyoto, but in various parts of the country, mostly in the south. In addition, it was the end of the year, so most of them were quite busy.
So she didn't insist on having anyone come; she just wanted everyone to have time off later so they could get together.
Zhou Junxuan seemed a bit bewildered by the question and looked quite puzzled.
However, he quickly replied, "I'll go take a look."
Su Lejia nodded, "Okay, maybe we went to the wrong place."
After all, this is a new community, and many people may have moved into new homes and invited friends, family, or even classmates they haven't seen for years to come and celebrate. It's not unusual for them to ring the wrong doorbell.
To everyone's surprise, the visual doorbell revealed something truly unusual.
"Mr. Xie?"
Zhou Junxuan was stunned and dumbfounded.
But soon, the memories returned.
He did mention it to Xie Youan before, but the house had just been bought and was still being renovated at that time.
As for what happened next, he probably didn't mention it to Xie You'an. Later, he mentioned it to a colleague in the same department who was also renovating his house, and remarked that renovating is really not an easy task.
Unexpectedly, Xie You'an arrived.
Moreover, they were carrying large and small bags.
"It seems I'm too late."
"It's not late, it's not late, we've just started eating." This made Zhou Junxuan a little embarrassed.
Hearing the voice, Su Lejia came over and saw that it was Xie Youan. She was taken aback at first, but then her expression softened.
She had a decent impression of her fiancé's boss, after all, the two men were good friends in high school, and Xie Youan and her Qinqin were also high school classmates, so they were quite familiar with each other.
"Long time no see, Mr. Xie."
Xie Youan smiled politely at Su Lejia: "Long time no see, Miss Su."
The smile was still on his face, but his gaze had already shifted to the restaurant, which was full of people.
Su Lejia glanced at Xie Youan, then at the restaurant, but didn't think much of it.
"Wait a moment, haven't you had lunch yet? I'll get you chopsticks and a bowl. Zhouzhou, take President Xie to wash his hands."
The gift was placed in the entryway. Xie Youan washed his hands with Zhou Junxuan, and the table was slightly crowded to accommodate more people.
Sweetie glanced at the uncle who suddenly came in, then at her mother, and continued to eat her meal slowly and carefully.
Jiang Qin was slightly more enthusiastic than her daughter, but perhaps because of what had happened three years ago and the fact that they hadn't seen each other for three whole years, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
So he simply said politely, "Long time no see," and nodded with a smile.
Xie Youan's gaze fell on the little child sitting next to Jiang Qin, his pupils dilated slightly, and he was about to ask a question.
Jiang Qin continued eating her lunch, while also keeping an eye on her daughter's meal.
Xie Youan's scrutiny went unnoticed.
However, Song Xinye, who was sitting on the other side of Tian Tian, noticed and cast a glance at Xie Youan.
Looking at Su Lejia, who had sat down again, "Miss Su, who is this?"
“Oh, this…” Su Lejia glanced at Xie Youan, then smiled politely at Song Xinye and introduced him: “This is my Zhouzhou’s boss, my good brother and classmate from high school, and also Qinqin’s high school classmate and good friend.”
Song Xinye nodded. "I see."
After glancing at Xie Youan again, Song Xinye said nothing more.
Su Lejia hummed in agreement and then continued eating.
Xie You'an suddenly said, "This child is..."
Song Xinye raised an eyebrow, about to answer, but before Xie Youan could finish speaking, the doorbell rang again.
Su Lejia, who had just picked up a piece of cola chicken wing and was about to take a bite: "..."
She looked at Zhou Junxuan, raised an eyebrow, widened her eyes, and looked puzzled.
Zhou Junxuan was also puzzled, but he quickly got up again and went over to check.
Su Lejia continued eating chicken wings, while Jiang Qin, who was eating, suddenly had a strange feeling for some reason.
While analyzing whether it was caused by physical discomfort or simply a psychological problem, suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar male voice entered my ears.
"Miss Su, Mr. Zhou, I'm here to visit. Could you please... open the door?"
The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but the tone was clearly humble and subservient.