Chapter 15 Zhang Song

Pan Hongsheng sent the four girls to Wan Shang and left directly. While driving, he called Zhang Bowen. Hearing that Zhang Bowen, who Pan Hongsheng was going to visit, was shocked. He didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, Pan Hongsheng understood what it meant.

The house is too messy, and the baby wants to go out for dinner.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether the room is messy or not. Pan Hongsheng is a simple person. He only has clothes that should be washed and clean, clean and piled together. For him, toothpaste and toothbrush are the only daily necessities. A lot of mobile phones and computers will not add up to more than a schoolbag. The shoes are worn out and a pair can be replaced. A pair.

Hearing Zhang Bowen's continuous stress that the family was too messy and not too much attention, Zhang Bowen could only agree, but Pan Hongsheng, who came to Zhang Bowen's house half an hour later, almost stared off.

Zhang Bowen usually lives alone, and Zhang Song occasionally comes back to spend the night. Pan Hongsheng's half-hour surplus room should at least be in a mess, but in fact, he was shocked when he saw it in front of him.

Although the whole room is clean and tidy, it is definitely cleaner than Pan Hongsheng's villa in Suya.

All the furniture visits were very neat and reasonable, and Pan Hongsheng felt a little out of place as soon as he entered the room.

"What's wrong with your house?" Some of them sat on the sofa unnaturally. Pan Hongsheng looked at Zhang Bowen strangely and asked.

"It's very messy. I've tried my best to clean it up." Zhang Bowen blushed and scratched his head awkwardly and said.

"Are you the boy who buried me? What is this if it's a mess in our family? Pan Hongsheng asked fiercely.

"My family has always been like this, Brother Sheng. I called my father. He is rushing back. Do you change your clothes? Shall I find you my living clothes?" Zhang Bowen looked at Pan Hongsheng in a down jacket and asked.

He stared at Zhang Bowen carefully for a few minutes, looked up and down at the room, and then recalled the life of two people together. Pan Hongsheng finally confirmed one thing. Zhang Bowen seemed to be a very organized person.

At least the Lexus is very clean. The previous machetes were placed very neatly. They were all wrapped in white towels, and there was no peculiar smell in the car except for a faint smell of smoke.

Recall again, Zhang Bowen and I have known each other for more than a year or two. It seems that every time I go out, I dress very neatly and explode several streets.

"Oh, well, just find one." With a nod, Pan Hongsheng looked at the hanging clothes and folded coats, and agreed in an astringent voice.

This baby was an eye-opener. He really didn't expect Zhang Bowen to be such a person in his daily life. In addition to admiration in his heart, he sighed more.

I really don't know much about this brother. Obviously, he is a man with a slight cleanliness fetish. As a result, he didn't take a shower in Shennongjia for a week and his whole body smelled of sweat. Zhang Bowen didn't even complain.

I was a little inexplicably moved. Although Pan Hongsheng didn't say it, his eyes when he looked at Zhang Bowen changed again. The real brother didn't need to say anything, not a word.

The two talked about the recent situation in the past two days. Zhang Bowen was very interested in how to deal with the relationship between several girls, but Pan Hongsheng bit him to death. He could only give up without saying a word, talking about Zhang Bowen's father's blind date for him.

Of course, in the end, in order to avoid this blind date, Zhang Bowen talked about himself and his female tutor. As a result, Zhang Song not only did not scold him and almost bought him a car.

However, after knowing the reason, Zhang Bowen was not happy at all. In fact, Zhang Song introduced a blind date to a girl older than Zhang Bowen. In the old man's words, it was an earlier communication to breed the next generation.

At about 4:30 p.m., the doorbell finally rang. Pan Hongsheng and Zhang Bowen stood up and walked towards the door at the same time. As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw a big fat man with a simple face looking at him with a smile. He was stunned and quickly called his uncle.

"You are Pan Hongsheng, right? I have known you for a long time, and our blog also often mentions you. I saw you once when I was in the gym last time." Zhang Song stretched out his hand and shook it with Pan Hongsheng. The young man bowed his waist with a flattered face.

After all, Pan Hongsheng is a junior. As a result, Zhang Song is on an equal basis with him. It can be imagined that the other party valuees him more.

"I also often hear from the blog about you, and I just said that you wanted to have a grandson." Pan Hongsheng stepped forward and said half a step.

"Yes, when you are old, you want to have a grandson. This kid doesn't tell me when he finds a woman. I don't have anything in my heart. I know how to make trouble for me all day long." Zhang Song said with a smile. When he looked at Zhang Bowen, there was no atmosphere, but a little spoiled.

When he was admitted to Beijing, he looked like a dog. He bought Zhang Song a belt and a colorful Yunnan jade pendant for the first money he earned with his own hands. Although Zhang Bowen still ate and drank, these two things have made Zhang Songmei not sleep well for a week.

"The blog is quite promising now, and few of us in Jinjiang have been admitted to Beijing."

Several people walked towards the sofa as they spoke. Zhang Bowen's family is also a villa, but it is not as big as Su Ya Su Xue. It is a medium-sized villa. The two-and-a-half-story building has half an open roof garden, and there is no swimming pool back garden or something like that.

"Yes, Pan Hongsheng, where are you? I heard from your father that he also had a project, that is, a real estate development department under Su Haibo was spelled out by yourself? Zhang Song looked at Pan Hongsheng and asked.

"It's not even if you spell it out by yourself. It's more or less light." Pan Hongsheng scratched his head with a dry smile and said.

It seems that Zhang Bowen has already told Zhang Song about this.

"That's okay. Let Bowen learn more from you in the future, so that I can safely hand over the company to him in the future." Zhang Song sighed and looked at Zhang Bowen with a careless face and said.

A father has worked hard all his life. He doesn't bring death and doesn't take it away. I'm afraid that Zhang Song can leave Zhang Bowen is only such a company. He is not afraid that his hard work to start a business will be destroyed by his son, but that what he earns is not enough to harm his son, and he is afraid that he will be wronged in the future.

"Don't worry, the blog will not suffer losses, and it will not only develop in a place as big as Jinjiang in the future." Looking at Zhang Song, Pan Hongsheng seemed to think of his own son. He took a slight breath and looked at Zhang Bowen beside him, and then said to Zhang Song.

"Ah? Well, it's a blessing to know you, so that I can close my eyes when I leave that day. Zhang Song said with a wry smile. A trace of haze flashed in his eyes could not escape the eyes of Zhang Bowen and Pan Hongsheng. The faces of the two immediately changed when they looked at each other.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? What's wrong these days?"

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