Li Qiu nodded seriously and said:
"Yes, my parents came here more than ten years ago. They bought a small piece of land to do a small business."
Zhou Li swallowed hard and looked her up and down in surprise:
Who can see this?
Su Wanyan asked tentatively:
"How many brothers and sisters do you have in your family? According to what you said, they should be pretty poor too. Why are you still living so rigidly?"
Li Qiu always stared at the food and sighed:
"I am the daughter of my parents, and I am the only one in the family. Don't forget that my family has factories and land, but I don't sell the land, so I am responsible for collecting the rags. I am still poor.
My parents both said that they had no money and lived more frugally than I did. In the summer, they only had a pair of flip-flops and a torn straw hat, and their clothes were so rotten that they were reluctant to change them. Now that I am making a living, I can improve their lives in the future. "
Zhou Li's eyes were astonished, and he suddenly remembered that when he rented this factory building, it seemed that an old man wearing rags came to sign the contract. At that time, he thought he had met a scammer and wanted to verify his identity.
He glanced at her somewhat unconfidently, then pulled Su Wanyan and lowered his voice and said:
"Sister-in-law, it seems that the land of this factory belongs to her family, but with so much money, why didn't she tell her?"
Su Wanyan was depressed, she said:
"Go and take down the photo in the factory first, otherwise I think it might not be good for the factory's image if others see it."
"I'll go now."
Zhou Li also realized the seriousness of the matter. After all, everyone was taking pictures, and the landlord's daughter was lying on the ground. It was really not good. The key is that Li Qiu was an only daughter who had a son.
If he really cared about it, his father would be willing to lose money and not even rent the factory, and the consequences would be very serious.
He hurriedly walked out. As soon as he got out, he turned back and said, "I'm really sorry about what happened last time. I didn't kick you on purpose, it was just an accident."
Li Qiu shook his head and said:
"It's okay. I'm very happy that you guys didn't look down on my poverty and still ate with me. I didn't worry about that at all."
Who thinks someone is poor?
Zhou Li let out a frustrated breath, and then said as if to verify:
"Is your father's name Li Maozhu?"
Li Qiu turned around curiously and said:
"How do you know my father's name? Have you ever come to my house to sell junk?"
Zhou Li didn't know how to answer for a while, but since he was able to hide things so well, he probably had a reason. He didn't expose it and said awkwardly:
"So... right?"
Su Wanyan couldn't believe that the person next to her was so rich, and if such a large factory and the area next to it were really owned by her, it would probably be considered famous in the entire capital. She bit it He bit his lip and said:
"What else do you want to eat? I'll ask Zhou Li to buy some, and I'll cook two more dishes for you."
Li Qiu hurriedly stopped him and said:
"You're welcome, boss lady, you're welcome, no need."
Su Wanyan's face turned red. He didn't think this title was meaningful before, but now he felt a little embarrassed and said:
"Don't call me that, just call me Wan Yanxing from now on."
Li Qiu smiled and said:
"You are so approachable and have a good temper. No wonder you are so lovable."
It’s not just about thinking that you can get a two-month rent reduction when you inherit the family business, or that you must not increase the rent when the contract expires.
Su Wanyan thought of Zhou Li and Jiang Liting's attitude towards her recently, and was a little afraid that they would get angry and fall out if they made it clear.
It's better to quickly increase her favorability points while she doesn't know yet. She picked up the net bag and vegetables still covered in muddy water and walked to the kitchen:
"I'm going to steam the crabs and fry the vegetables. You sit down and wait."
Li Qiu couldn't stay alone in the living room. She went to the kitchen to help pick vegetables, but Su Wanyan stopped her:
"You are a guest, so just rest. You don't have to do anything."
Li Qiu squatted aside honestly, looking at her with eyes full of smiles: "..."
This guy is so nice. No wonder everyone is vying for him. I like him too.
.............
Jiang Liting came out of the office and saw Zhou Li taking the photo hanging in the factory. He frowned and said:
"Why do you do this so smoothly? Did you find out what I asked you to check about Li Qiu before?"
Zhou Li sighed softly and said:
"I haven't asked anyone to investigate it yet, but now I know a little bit."
Jiang Liting: "What do you mean? Was it sent by that man?"
Zhou Lidao: "I don't know yet, but now I am pretty sure she is the landlord's daughter."
Jiang Liting didn't understand, and said in a bad tone:
"What kind of landlord? I'm not renting a house outside?"
"She is the daughter of the owner of our leather factory." Zhou Li said with emphasis on the accent: "I have a daughter at an old age, and she is an only child."
Jiang Liting was speechless for a moment, feeling unconfident and said:
"Is she just her? Or my landlord's only daughter?"
"It's an accident, who would dare to think about it."
Jiang Liting felt a little confused. When he returned home, he saw Su Wanyan and Li Qiu sitting at the dining table. He sat next to Su Wanyan and wanted to say something, but he hesitated. After a while, he decided not to speak. .
Li Qiu devoured the meal and kept praising how delicious the meal was. The three of them looked at her with a lump in their throats as she looked like she had never had a good meal in eight lifetimes.
night.
Jiang Liting walked to the bedside and sighed towards Su Wanyan who was reading: "This capital is really a place where dragons and tigers are hidden."
Su Wanyan said with a smile:
"It's good to know."
"If I were as rich as her parents, I would love to spend money on your own child, but his parents would be better off. It looks like they left her hungry, as if she hadn't had a full meal in eight lifetimes."
"Everyone has their own way of raising her. Maybe they want to cultivate her frugal character."
Jiang Liting disagreed. He always felt that living an excessively frugal life was meaningless. He lay beside him and said:
"But having said that, it is much more convenient to know that her family has land. I just want to buy a small piece of land and build a house."
Su Wanyan didn't stop him from this idea. After all, if he continued to live here, he would suffer from neurasthenia sooner or later.
She still had trouble sleeping at night, and went to the garden-style house with Li Qiu again the next day.
The older woman's technique was too comfortable, and coupled with the elegant and pleasant-smelling soothing incense, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.
After a while, Fu Hanmu walked in. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her quietly for a long time. Then, with a slight curl of his lips, he drew a sketch of Su Wanyan. The atmosphere in the room was extremely harmonious.
Li Qiu stood outside the door with a sigh on his face: "..."
There was no sound at all, so nothing happened. Mr. Fu was truly a gentleman and an infatuated person.
