Chapter 860: Dad will go with you

The rain stopped near noon, the clouds cleared and the sun appeared in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it became a sunny day.

Jiang Yuanliang made a video call to care about the old man's situation.

"Don't worry, the blood pressure has already dropped, and his spirit is great." Shen Jingjing turned to the side, letting the camera scan the old man who was drinking soup slowly to the side, and simply explained the situation in the morning, "You can busy yourself with work with peace of mind."

Jiang Yuanliang breathed a sigh of relief, but a trace of apology flashed between his brows: "There was an emergency meeting added at the company in the afternoon, and I really can't get away. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back today."

After hanging up the phone, the old man put down the soup spoon and spoke slowly: "What did he say?"

"There was an emergency in the afternoon too, so he really can't come back to accompany you today." Shen Jingjing answered truthfully with a smile.

The old man snorted in his nose, his tone carrying a bit of coquettishness: "Don't count on him."

Because Jiang Yuanliang was the chairman of the group, he was the busiest on weekdays, and the number of times he came back was relatively the least.

The old man knew in his heart that such a large group in Jiangdong was controlled and commanded by Jiang Yuanliang, and his personal time was squeezed out.

But even so, it was inevitable to have some complaints about him in his heart.

Shen Jingjing thought that she would fulfill her filial piety for Yuanliang more in the future and accompany the old man as much as possible.

"Dad, he really couldn't get away today. Originally, we planned to go see the wedding hotel today, but we had to change it to another day temporarily." Shen Jingjing explained.

The old man nodded.

As a result, after a while, he suddenly raised his head and said seriously to Shen Jingjing: "The wedding hotel is a serious matter. He doesn't have time, Dad will go with you."

"Ah?" Shen Jingjing was holding the bowl and was stunned for a moment.

Then she heard the old man say to himself: "I haven't been to the city for a long time, just go for a stroll."

Shen Jingjing came back to her senses and didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate about this matter: "Alright, I'll accompany you to the city for a walk, so you don't feel stifled at home."

Distracting oneself was better than brushing livestreams at home with nothing to do.

So after eating, the old man went upstairs to change his clothes. Uncle Feng couldn't rest assured and naturally had to follow. Antihypertensive medicine and a thermos cup were carefully packed into his carry-on bag, ready at any time.

Shen Jingjing originally wanted to drive herself, but was stopped by the old man: "Let the driver drive, you can accompany me to talk."

Shen Jingjing followed him, like coaxing a child, whatever he said was what it was.

The driver drove a Mercedes-Benz nanny car. Uncle Feng got into the passenger seat, and Shen Jingjing accompanied the old man in the back seat.

As soon as he got into the car, the old man started calculating for himself: "This hotel cannot be sloppy. The venue must be large, and the banquet hall must also be large. Not only large but also imposing."

"I haven't been to any weddings for a long time. Is it popular to have that kind of Western-style wedding now?"

Shen Jingjing listened, and seeing the old man ask, she hurriedly explained: "The hotels Yuanliang and I are looking at this time both have two banquet halls, also known as mother-son halls. We thought the ceremony would be Western-style, that is, wearing a wedding dress and a suit."

"The banquet will be moved to another hall, which is Chinese-style, and Yuanliang and I will change into red dresses."

"This is good, combining Chinese and Western, with face." The old man nodded repeatedly to show support.

Shen Jingjing asked with a smile: "Dad, then do you want to go on stage and say a few words?"

"I won't go up." The old man refused without thinking: "I can't stand this the most."

Shen Jingjing smiled without saying a word and didn't force it.

As a result, he settled for a moment and muttered again: "Saying a few words is also fine, this Yuanliang finally got married..."

Shen Jingjing smiled again. This little old man, his brain couldn't keep up with his mouth at any time. His mouth was happy first, and his brain hadn't started thinking yet. ===== CHAPTER 861 =====