Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Fang Yan couldn't believe it because Fang's mother lied to him.

In his mind, his mother was the least likely to lie to him. Everything his mother said was correct, so no matter what Fang Yan said, Fang Yan believed her unconditionally.

Zhang Dongran's family opened a restaurant. If he didn't have any good intentions, then he would rather not open the restaurant, so that he wouldn't steal their business.But even Zhang Dongran said so, and Mr. Wen nodded in agreement, it was hard for Fang Yan to believe him.

Suddenly learning that his mother lied to him, Fang Yan felt sad and almost crying.

In the next time, he couldn't cheer himself up. He lost his interest in playing backgammon with Grandpa Wen. The whole person was stunned. The little soft hair on the top of his head was drooped down, and anyone with a discerning eye could see him. Lost.

Zhang Dongran regretted: "Should I tell him about this? Now he is so sad..." It seems that it was all his fault?

But he just told the truth.

Zhang Dongran struggled.

Mr. Wen smiled and waved his hand: "Sooner or later he wants to know."

Fang's mother's words are full of loopholes. Now the child just doesn't react. Even if Zhang Dongran doesn't remind him, he will find out sooner or later.Since the final result is to be discovered, it is not too soon.

He broke the topic, and asked the housekeeper to bring a lot of snacks and toys that children would like. He wanted to make the child happy, but he underestimated Fang Yan's huge impact. Until lunch, the child was still in the mood. Depressed, even the original sweet smile disappeared.

Mr. Wen was calm at first, but later saw that the child was devastated, and he didn't even have any interest in playing with him, so he suddenly became anxious: "Your mother won't open a restaurant for you, but grandpa will open it for you. How about? Grandpa invests in you, you Open as many restaurants as you want, and make your mother regret it."

Zhang Dongran glanced enviously.

Fang Yan refused, "No, Grandpa Wen, I have money."

"that……"

Before Grandpa Wen finished speaking, Fang Yan interrupted him: "Grandpa Wen, wait a minute, I want to go out and make a call."

Mr. Wen had to watch him eagerly as he took out his mobile phone from his small schoolbag and ran out.

Fang Yan didn't run far, he was in a corner of the yard. He looked around and saw that there was no one around. He couldn't hear the call from the old man even when he heard the distance between him. Then he turned on the phone and called Gu Rong. A video call.

It was quickly connected over there, Gu Rong's face appeared on the screen, and he looked at him with a smile: "What's the matter? Inkstone? Is something wrong with me?"

"That's it!" Fang Yan quickly told him about the restaurant opening, and then asked, "Big Brother Gu, did my mother really lie to me?"

Gu Rong didn't know how sad he was. Hearing this question, he gave him an affirmative answer: "The quality of the vegetables in the inkstone is so high. If the chef makes them delicious, many people will buy it. Yan hardly eats out, right?"

Fang Yan shook his head.

"There are many people outside. They don’t even have time to cook their own food, and there is no chef at home. At this time, they need to eat in the restaurant outside. As long as it tastes good, they don’t have to worry about no business. If you open a restaurant with inkstone , Business will definitely be very good." Gu Rong smiled and said: "If the Yanyan restaurant can have takeaway, I can have a delicious meal."

Fang Yan's attention was immediately drawn over: "Brother Gu?"

"The takeaways around my company are all tired of eating. I just waited for the inkstone restaurant to save it." Gu Rong deliberately made a sad expression: "The dishes grown in inkstone are so delicious, but I even There are very few opportunities to go home, even less often."

Fang Yan suddenly felt distressed, and he quickly said a lot of caring words with his mobile phone, and promised to make sure that the big restaurant he opened in the future would launch takeaway, so that Brother Gu could have delicious meals every day.

He and Gu Rong spoke intimately for a long time, until someone called him at Gu Rong's side, and then reluctantly hung up the phone.

When he returned to the presence of Mr. Wen, he had returned to his original vigor, and his previous loss was wiped out, as if he had never appeared before.

Mr. Wen looked surprised.

Fang Yan patted the table with his little palm, and said firmly, "I want to open a restaurant!"

Old man Wen smiled and took out his pockets: "Then grandpa will invest for you and open a five-star hotel!"

"No, Grandpa Wen, I'll go to my mother." Fang Yan said again, "I have a lot of money."

Mr. Wen had to give up.He arranged the gomoku on the table and played the gomoku again with Fang Yan. During the game, he calmly taught him some business methods.

Zhang Dongran, who was next to him, nodded straightly, wishing to pick up the notes immediately.

When it was dusk, Grandma Fang came to pick up people.

As soon as Fang Yan saw her, he immediately asked, "Grandma, when shall we go back?"

"Go back?" Grandma Fang looked at him with a smile: "What's the matter? Don't you think this is not fun? Why do you want to go back so soon?"

"No, grandma." Fang Yan told her about opening the restaurant: "I want to go back to find my mother."

After hearing Mother Fang's reason, Grandma Fang felt helpless in her heart.She glanced at the little grandson, and her thoughts moved, and suddenly a thought came up.

"Since Yanyan wants to open a restaurant, if you want your mother's consent, you have to hand in a proposal that will satisfy your mother."

The Fang family’s children received elite education since they were young, and they weren’t all spoiled to do whatever they wanted. It was the same as the amount of pocket money. When Fang Huai wanted to learn the guitar, he took a lot of thought. Practicing guitar hard shows that I am not on a whim, but I also made a plan for my hobby. After the whole family agreed, I got a vocal teacher.

The requirements within the scope of pocket money are fine, but if they are exceeded, no matter what you want, you have to come up with a reason that can convince everyone.All the children in Fang's family are like this, and Fang Ke has been able to take care of his own affairs since childhood.

Yanyan had just returned home, and everyone was pampering him, but it didn’t mean that they wanted the inkstone to become a dude who knew nothing. Now that he heard that the little grandson is so motivated, Grandma Fang also gave birth to want to nurture him. Thoughts.

"Plan?" Fang Yan said blankly: "What is a plan?"

Grandma Fang smiled.