The next afternoon, Zhang Fei walked to the door of his house. No matter what, he had to fight for himself. He thought of Fang Xiaomu's thin figure, which should have been on the British territory at this time. He resolutely walked into the house. The lights in the hall were particularly dazzling by the sunlight outside the window. The servants were preparing afternoon tea and desserts. At this time, his father usually played golf in the back garden, and his mother sat in the back garden for afternoon tea while talking with his father. Zhang Fei walked to the back garden and saw that his father and mother were talking and laughing. Zhang Fei chose this time to negotiate with his parents for his consideration. At this time, they could relax and devote themselves to life. The chairman and wife of the hotel who were usually serious and high-ranking.

"Father, mother." Zhang Fei stepped forward to say hello to them.

"Fei'er is here." Looking back, he saw Zhang Fei answering his mother. She smiled very happily today. I don't know what made her so happy. But his father just glanced at him and turned around to play.

"My mother seems to be in a good mood today. Is there anything to be happy about?" Zhang Fei couldn't bear to break the pleasant atmosphere.

"Just just now, Uncle Wei called your father and said he was very satisfied with you. Miss Wei was also very satisfied with you. He asked you to take Miss Wei to choose a wedding dress for a while." The mother seemed to see him getting married and smiled like a child.

"Oh." Zhang Fei saw his mother laughing so happily, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say. Because in Zhang Fei's impression, his mother had never smiled at him like this.

"From today, you can put the hotel affairs for a while, and you don't have to go to the hotel during the day. Be more decent in the wedding. Don't let your uncle down and I beg you." My father was still so serious and said in a commanding tone.

"I have no interest in this marriage at all." Faced with his father's seriousness, Zhang Fei said it easily.

"You are not interested in the hotel or in this marriage. Then tell me, what are you interested in?" Zhang Wentian threw the golf bat.

"Do I have the right to be interested in something or someone? From childhood to adulthood, you have helped me arrange all my things. Whether I want it or not, I must follow your opinions. Even if my only efforts are the club I founded, I live under your threat. I am a person, not a puppet." Zhang Fei was even more angry than Zhang Wentian. He expressed all the grievances he had over the years.

After Zhang Fei finished speaking, Zhang Wentian was stunned for a moment, and the smile on He Jing's face disappeared, because Zhang Fei had never told them what he really thoughts in his heart, and he didn't expect that he would complain about them in Zhang Fei's heart.

"Fei'er, your father and I are just to help you avoid detours, so everything is very detailed. Why do you reject me and your father so much in your heart?" He Jing looked at Zhang Fei, tears rolling in her eyes.

"I am not rejecting you, I am rejecting the arrangements you made for me." Zhang Fei had never seen his mother cry in front of him, and this time he might be really sad.

"We're all for your own good."

"What is for my good? You think it's good, but it doesn't seem good to me."

"Then what's the best in your opinion? You can tell me or your father."

"I said, is it useful? You never knew how to respect my ideas."

"Fei'er..." The mother turned her head to wipe her tears. She choked and called Zhang Fei's name and couldn't say anything.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight." Don't you understand this sentence from your novel to your adult life?" Zhang Wentian did not expect that Zhang Fei's arrangements for him would make him hate or even disgust.

"Haha, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight. This crown was taken by you for me, not by me." Zhang Fei didn't want to bring the crown and let himself live under money and power.

"Is this what many people dream of, but they have worked hard all their lives, and even have things that they can't get for many lifetimes. Is it worthless in your eyes?"

“Yes, worthless.”

After Zhang Fei said these four words, his mother had turned around and ran into the room. Perhaps in her opinion, every word Zhang Fei said this time was stuck in her heart. His father lowered his head and picked up the thrown golf bat and bent down to pick it up. When Zhang Fei seemed to hear his father's sigh, but it seemed that he did not.

"You are growing up now, and I can no longer control you, so what are you going to do?" Zhang Wentian could only ask Zhang Fei.

"Hmm..." Zhang Fei couldn't believe his ears. He actually asked me? I had never seen my father talk to him in such a tone in the past twenty years. Zhang Fei was shocked and couldn't say a word.

"Don't you have any ideas?"

"I won't marry Uncle Wei's daughter, I don't love her. This is unfair to me and to her."

"It's up to you." Zhang Wentian knew that even if he forced Zhang Fei, it would be useless. This time he was determined.

"Father, but I won't ignore Zhangshou Hotel. I will fly to England tomorrow and take the agency rights of Mantes Vuitton."

"Take your Uncle Wu with you." Zhang Wentian walked back to the room after saying that.

Zhang Fei stood on the lawn, unable to believe that his father could agree to his request this time. Even if he refused to marry, he agreed. He did not forget to ask himself to take Uncle Wu with him. Is this concern? He actually cared about himself. Zhang Fei didn't know what his father was thinking at this moment. At this time, Wu Cheng, who was standing in the distance and watching Zhang Fei talking with Zhang Wentian, walked into Zhang Fei. "Young Master, are you okay?" Wu Cheng looked a little wrong when he saw Zhang Fei.

"It's okay, Uncle Wu, you're standing so far, why don't you come here?" In fact, Zhang Fei saw Wu City standing in the distance very early.

"I'm afraid to disturb your conversation with the chairman and wife." Wu Cheng was just afraid to see them quarrel.

"Uncle Wu, pack my things and yours and book a flight ticket to the UK tomorrow morning."

"British? Are we going to England again?"

"Yes, I must take the agency rights of the Mantes Hotel this time."

"Young Master, do I book a round trip? Let's stay in the UK for a few days."

"No, you can just book a plane ticket. This time there is a protracted war with Mantes. We will stay in the UK for a long time." Zhang Fei thought of Fang Xiaomu, and he was also planning to stay in the UK for a longer time. He wanted to bring Fang Xiaomu back to China. So it was a protracted war.

"Okay, Master, I'll go pack my luggage first, you can sit here, I'll ask the servant to prepare a cup of coffee and fruit for you."

"No need, I'm leaving soon, and there is still something to be told to Wen Li." What Zhang Fei couldn't let go of the most was "dare to love".

"Okay, you drive a little slower."

"Um."

After saying that, Zhang Fei did not tell Zhang Wentian or He Jing that he left home and drove towards the direction of the Pengle House.

The car was parked outside a villa. Guanle was the son of the Management Committee, one of the directors of Zhangshou Hotel. However, Guanle never cared about the hotel. The Management Committee had no choice but to do anything to him, so he was used to being free and never took care of him. Therefore, Guanle was able to live freely and freely. The handsome young man looked like a playboy. Although he looked like a playboy and was good to everyone, Guanle was actually a dedicated person. This may have something to do with his father's disloyal to his mother, which led to Guanle being very disobedient to the Management Committee.

Zhang Fei drove the car directly into the villa, and when he got out of the car, the servant took him directly to the wind music room, because Zhang Fei was the best friend of the wind music, and the housekeeper and the servant knew about it.

Zhang Fei walked into Fengle's room. He was still sleeping in the bed. Why was he still sleeping at this time?

"Le, are you turning the day and night?" Zhang Fei and Feng Le were not that cold.

"Why are you here?" Guan Le was still not asleep because Zhang Fei and Wei Wei were going to get married last night.

"I'm going to England tomorrow, I'll tell you some time."

"I need to say goodbye to a few days on a business trip."

“I may be a little longer this time than before.

"How long can it take? Is a week long?"

"I'll leave the club to you. Please help me see."

"Does it really take a long time? How long?" Wen Li sat up, and Zhang Fei handed over the club to him, which meant that he really wanted to go there for a long time.

"Well, I'm not sure how long." In fact, he didn't know how long Zhang Fei would go.

"Aren't you going to get married?"

"I never thought of marrying her." Zhang Fei couldn't remember Wei Wei's name a little.

“Not getting married?”

"You seem to care about this girl who married me. Ah." Zhang Fei pretended not to know who Feng Le liked.

"No, no. I'm still worried about you! I know you definitely don't want to." Guan Le didn't admit it and teased Zhang Fei.

"Just think you are like this." Zhang Fei deliberately echoed wind music.

"Don't go to the UK if you go to the UK. Can I still be in chaos if I have me in the club? I'm sure I'll wait for you to come back. The club will be better than before. Haha, go to the UK and go to the UK." I knew that Zhang Fei and Wei Wei didn't need to get married and became alive in an instant.

"Then you go to sleep. I'll leave."

"Then are you going to the club tonight?"

"I won't go tonight, I need to prepare something."

"Okay."

"Let's go."

"Let's go, I'll get up and send you there."

"No. I'll leave."

"Okay, then I won't give it to you." Feng Le was relieved and had to make up for last night's sleep.

Zhang Fei felt relieved when he handed over the club to a wind music. Although he always looked careless, he would not give less to the club than Zhang Fei, so he felt relieved when handing over to the club to the club. This time he had to win Mantes so that his father would be indifferent to his refusal to marry. Zhang Fei was going back to sort out Mantes' information tonight. He did not know the hotel in detail without deliberately taking Mantes's agency rights before.
Chapter completed!