Chapter 1015: Chapter 1015: My Dad is a Poor Bastard
Ye Junqing stretched out his hand and gave a weighty and encouraging pat on Lin Hanfeng’s shoulder: “Right, her birthday is on March 20th, you still have nearly two months to prepare for the wedding. Do it well, and my entire family’s wedding business will go to Lin’s Group.”
“Aside from you, does anyone else in your family still need to hold weddings?”
“I have many brothers who haven’t had their weddings yet, didn’t you know?”
Indeed! Lin Hanfeng suddenly saw a flood of cash coming his way, instantly revived to full vigor: “No problem, Lord Qing, leave it to . You can count on it. Do you even need to ask if I, Lin Hanfeng, am reliable or not?”
At this mont, Mo Yinhe hit another ball, and after the golf ball soared through the air, it landed in the hole with a thud.
Lin Hanfeng snapped his fingers: “Little Boss Mo is mighty!”
Of course!
Mo Yinhe, the domineering little CEO, coolly tugged at the corner of his proud mouth, looked up, glanced at Ye Junqing, and waited for his praise!
But Ye Junqing didn’t praise him. Instead, he wore a “My son is naturally as powerful as ” attitude. Mo Yinhe huffed mightily in his heart and continued practicing his swing.
Ye Junqing spoke to Lin Hanfeng: “Reliable or not, I wouldn’t know. Bring several wedding planning proposals as soon as possible, and don’t bother presenting with any that lack creativity—I don’t have the ti to coach you to improvent.”
“Don’t worry, even if I’m out having fun during the Spring Festival, it won’t delay the wedding preparations for you. By the way, do you want to go out and have fun together this Spring Festival?”
Every Spring Festival is a special period when singles are constantly nagged by their elders to get married and find a partner. Every year during this ti, Lin Hanfeng would flee abroad to avoid being dragged by his aunts to matchmaking sessions, and this year was no exception.
In the past, Ye Junqing would also join Lin Hanfeng’s escapades, but now: “We are no longer people of the sa world, there’s no point in reluctantly sticking together. For the Spring Festival, I want to be with my wife and kids in a warm cozy ho.”
Lin Hanfeng: “!!!”
Dammit, he really wanted to slap himself hard. How could he have forgotten that Ye Junqing was now a pitiful man trapped in the grave of marriage, with even his pocket money tightly controlled by his wife—how could he have spare cash to go out and have fun?
Alas~~
Lin Hanfeng forcibly sympathized with Ye Junqing for a whole three seconds…
“What’s the Spring Festival?” Mo Yinhe, spirited from playing golf, suddenly looked up, gazing at the two adults.
“Little Boss Mo has never experienced the Spring Festival?” Lin Hanfeng was surprised.
There was no such festival as the Spring Festival in the underwater world, so…
Lin Hanfeng couldn’t help but explain: “Spring Festival, to a child, is the happiest festival, and to eligible bachelors and bachelorettes, the most dreaded. So, for you, it’s the happiest festival, but for , it’s the most painful one.”
“How is it the happiest?”
“You can receive lots of red packets, and the elders will buy you new clothes…”
The more Lin Hanfeng thought about it, the more he missed the days of celebrating the Spring Festival as a kid…
However, Mo Yinhe didn’t find any of this appealing at all; he had his own money, and too many new clothes to even wear out…
At this mont, a middle-aged man dressed in sportswear walked over, his eyes greedily fixed on Mo Yinhe, as he took the initiative to greet Ye Junqing: “This must be Mr. Ye. I have heard so much about you. I am Ogden.”
“Hello.” Ye Junqing nodded lightly in greeting.
“This young friend, he’s Mr. Ye’s son, right? Is today the first ti he’s playing golf? He’s never played before, has he?”
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