For Cheng Xiaofan, it was only a matter of time before others set their sights on his gold, and it wasn't surprising.
It seemed Mei Haoran had gotten wind of something. After all, it would be strange if so much gold didn't stir envy and covetousness.
He couldn't help but laugh heartily and said, "Director Mei, those who try to get their hands on my gold usually don't have a good end!"
Mei Haoran roared with laughter, "Kid, I admire your spirit."
"However, when dealing with such matters, you must be strategic."
"Never act on impulse!"
"Xiaofan, do you understand what I mean?"
Cheng Xiaofan understood instantly and laughed, "I do, I do."
"Anyone who wants my gold must be a big shot from the higher-ups!"
Mei Haoran said, "Xiaofan, I know you're a smart person!"
"I'll be accompanying them today as well."
"And it'll be a good chance to see my daughter."
"This little girl, I don't know what she's so busy with in Zhuxi Village."
"She's even skipping Spring Festival to come back."
Cheng Xiaofan heard this and smiled, "Mei Xueyun is one of the people of Zhuxi Village now."
"If you want to see your daughter, you'll have to come down and visit her more often!"
"Just because you are Mei Xueyun's father, when you arrive in Zhuxi Village,"
"Every household will be fighting to host you!"
Mei Haoran sighed, "It seems you Zhuxi people are quite pragmatic."
"My status as director is not as important as Mei Xueyun's!"
Cheng Xiaofan joked, "Director Mei, don't be discouraged."
"Why don't you resign as director and come to our village to be a village head!"
Mei Haoran laughed, "Don't tease me, I might actually have that idea!"
Cheng Xiaofan burst into laughter again, "Great, I'll be the first to welcome you!"
After the call, Cheng Xiaofan realized the noodles in his bowl had gone cold.
He had just taken a mouthful of noodles when his phone rang again.
Cheng Xiaofan grabbed his phone and roared angrily, "Chao!"
"Who are you, can't I even have breakfast in peace!"
Immediately, a voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brat, you're yelling at me now?"
Cheng Xiaofan's body jolted.
He realized it was Zhang Heng calling.
He quickly put on a fawning smile, "Oh, it's Teacher! My apologies!"
"I didn't get a chance to look at the caller ID,"
"I know you're magnanimous and won't be angry with me."
Zhang Heng laughed heartily and said, "When have I ever been angry with you?"
"I just received a notice that the King and Queen of Danwan Country are coming to see you, and I'm supposed to select a group from the Jianghu Affairs Bureau to escort them."
"I've assigned this task to Wu Shengnan!"
When he mentioned this, he didn't say a word about the gold.
Cheng Xiaofan said sincerely, "Teacher, bring little Aunt along when you come!"
Zhang Heng smiled, "Xiaofan, I'm tied up with official duties and can't come, and it's not convenient for your little aunt to come either."
"I'll bring your little aunt when I retire!"
Cheng Xiaofan said, "Alright, I'll wait then!"
Zhang Heng said, "I won't delay your breakfast, I'm hanging up now!"
Less than an hour later.
The news that the King and Queen of Danwan Country were coming to deliver gold to Cheng Xiaofan in Zhuxi Village.
Soon spread throughout the entire village.
Cheng Fugui and Miao Xiuhua, the couple, were so excited they were in tears.
"Xiuhua, do you think Xiaofan is really my son?"
Cheng Fugui said with a troubled expression, "How can this kid be so capable?"
*Slap!*
Miao Xiuhua slammed the table and said angrily, "Cheng Fugui,"
"If you dare to question again if Xiaofan is your son,"
"Do you believe I'll tear your mouth open like a giant water dipper!"
Cheng Fugui flinched at his wife's loud voice.
He said with a wronged expression, "I'm just curious how our child, after going abroad once,"
"Became friends with a king and received so much gold from him."
Miao Xiuhua glared at him and said, "I'm not babbling with you,"
"I'm going to Xiaofan's to help."
Cheng Fugui quickly said, "Then I'll go help too!"
Miao Xiuhua said, "Xiaofan didn't ask you to help, why are you joining the fuss!"
After Miao Xiuhua left home, Cheng Fugui immediately dialed his son's phone.
"Xiaofan, it's your Dad Cheng Fugui!"
As soon as the phone was connected, he called out urgently.
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled and said, "I know you're my Dad, is there something wrong?"
Cheng Fugui said, "Xiaofan, I heard the King and Queen of Danwan Country are coming, is that true?"
Cheng Xiaofan said, "Yes, Dad, what's up?"
Cheng Fugui said, "Your Mom has rushed over to help you,"
"Can you arrange something for your Dad to do?"
Cheng Xiaofan knew his father's thoughts perfectly. He just wanted to use this opportunity,
To see what was different about the King and Queen's appearance.
He couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Dad, there's nothing for you to do right now."
"Just wait until dinner, and help me entertain the King and Queen!"
Cheng Fugui was so scared he shivered again.
He said, "You, my child, don't tease your old man!"
"I'm a genuine bumpkin,"
"How can I be worthy of sitting with the King and Queen!"
Cheng Xiaofan said, "Dad, what are you saying,"
"You're my Dad, if you're not worthy of sitting with the King and Queen, who is?"
Cheng Fugui's heart warmed immediately, and he almost shed tears.
He was truly his son.
No matter the occasion, he always stood by him.
He immediately said, "Son, thank you for thinking so highly of your Dad,"
"I'll go to the street right now and buy a decent set of clothes!"
Cheng Xiaofan heard this and sighed helplessly.
Why was his father talking to him like this?
You're my biological father!
What do you mean by thank you and thinking highly of me!
It seemed that his frequent absences had caused some estrangement with his parents.
He had to spend more time with his parents in the future.
Cheng Xiaofan said, "Dad, didn't Yi Ling buy you and Mom several sets of clothes? No need to go to the street to buy them, just wear those clothes!"
Cheng Fugui said, "Son, the clothes Yi Ling bought for your Dad,"
"Are thousands of yuan per set, I can't bear to wear them, I want to keep them as souvenirs!"
Cheng Fugui's words made Cheng Xiaofan want to cry!
He said, "Dad, clothes are meant to be worn,"
"Why keep them as souvenirs!"
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Fugui pondered for a moment.
He felt that his son's words made complete sense.
He must wear the clothes his daughter-in-law gave him.
Otherwise, how could he show the filial piety of a subordinate towards an elder!
With this thought, he immediately took out the clothes from the bottom of the chest.
He chose a red Tang suit and put it on.
He looked in the mirror and immediately looked several years younger.
It made him look even more festive.