Chapter 235 Return gift

Author: Chen Huansheng

Chapter 235 Return gift

On Saturday morning, Chen Gewei got up a little later than before.

He woke up in bed at around nine o'clock, lay down and looked at his cell phone for half an hour, then stood up silently and left the room.

But before going out, he raised his hand and pressed the computer boot button to let the computer start first.

The newly replaced highest-end motherboard needs self-check when powered on, which takes a certain amount of time.

Outside the room, Chen Tianqiao was sitting on the sofa, holding clothing scissors in his hand and carefully cutting the fabric.

The cardboard that has been drawn and cut is attached to the fabric, and the blade of the scissors is cutting at an even speed along the periphery of the cardboard.

After Chen Gewei walked out of the room, he looked at him calmly, and did not ask anything, and walked towards the bathroom silently.

Three minutes later, Chen Gewei, who had finished washing up, walked out, and his father had already stood back in front of the dummy model and began to stick the fabric on it.

"Whose clothes have you promised?"

Chen Gewei asked naturally, and walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and took out the toast and ham he had bought before from it.

"No one promised."

Chen Tianqiao replied casually with his back to Chen Gewei.

"I saw one a few days ago and it felt pretty good. I'll try it out."

Chen Tianqiao's voice came to the kitchen from afar. Chen Gewei started to make breakfast. Two seconds after the sound floated into his ears, an idea appeared in his head.

After making the simple sandwich and taking out the milk from the refrigerator, Chen Gewei walked towards the dining table, placed everything on it, and then continued to walk towards the balcony.

He glanced at the dummy model's clothes that had been half-paired, and he couldn't tell what his father was doing for the time being.

He stared for two seconds and asked a question tentatively.

"Why does it feel like women's clothing?"

"yes."

Chen Tianqiao looked back at his son and said, then his eyes returned to his clothes.

After he put the big white fabric on his hand, Chen Gewei fully determined that it was another women's skirt based on the existing structure and pattern of the clothes.

Chen Gewei breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, then turned his head and asked calmly.

"Aren't you making clothes for a girl of 1.58 meters, are you?"

Chen Tianqiao stopped what he was doing and turned around to look at his son.

"Is she 1.58 meters?"

“This is the official height.”

Chen Gewei replied indifferently, and then quickly followed.

"Have a meal."

Chen Tianqiao looked back at his clothes, thought for a while, then put down the object in his hand, and turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

He came to the dining table, looked at the milk placed on it, and then said naturally.

"I thought she was 1.56 meters."

Chen Gewei did not answer immediately, but handed him the sandwich of his father, then poured the milk into the cup, and then asked naturally.

“Is two centimeters important?”

"Of course."

Chen Tianqiao said immediately.

"The ratio is different by one or two centimeters, so there are requirements for matching shoes or accessories."

"So you're really making clothes for her."

Chen Gewei sat down, turned to look at his father, and stared at her calmly.

“Do whatever you want.”

Chen Tianqiao waved his hand and said, then walked towards the microwave with his glass of milk.

"Anyway, I'm bored staying at home. I always have to find something to do. I have no idea about investing in stock trading."

"Then you really don't play these."

Chen Gewei said affirmatively while eating his sandwich.

"The environment here in South Korea is very deformed. If you go to play, you will probably follow the other capitalists in this building to harvest ordinary people."

"I probably understand a little. Many people talked to me when I went down for a walk."

Chen Tianqiao turned around and looked at his son while waiting for the microwave to warm the milk.

Chen Gewei drank his cold milk and said calmly.

"The people in this community are very quick to see each other. You can default to everyone you see to know your background."

"That's why I have money, right?"

Chen Tianqiao said with a little emotion, then took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at the screen.

"When will you pick up Irene?"

"I'll go after a while, I'll go after ten o'clock."

Chen Gewei also took out his cell phone and looked at it, and answered his father's question at the same time.

After waiting, Chen Tianqiao opened the microwave door, took out his milk from it, then walked to the dining table, sat down, and continued chatting with his son.

"Will you go to the crew to pick her up from get off work next?"

A very natural question, Chen Tianqiao asked it very casually, but Chen Gewei, who was sitting next to him, paused and began to think seriously.

Ten seconds later, he shook his head and replied affirmatively.

"No, I don't have that much time to pick her up."

"You have already started getting along with her normally, why are you still so resistant?"

Chen Tianqiao asked in confusion.

"I don't know, let's talk about it when she finishes filming the movie."

Chen Gewei answered quickly, then took a bite of the sandwich again.

Suddenly, the cell phone next to it vibrated. Chen Gewei turned his head and glanced at it. It was Song Xiumin's call.

He then slid the phone and then put it in his ear and agreed naturally.

"oh."

"Vice President."

Song Xiumin, who was opposite, reported smoothly.

"The preliminary investigation has been completed. Yesterday's recent relationships, interpersonal relationships and capital fluctuations in the employees on duty were also experienced. There was no abnormality. He himself did not know anything useful."

Chen Gewei listened calmly, thought for two seconds after Song Xiumin finished speaking, and then replied softly.

"You go back and hand over the report to the administrative department and let them handle the follow-up."

"OK."

Song Xiumin immediately agreed.

After putting down his phone, Chen Gewei breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing.

Chen Tianqiao looked at his son with concern and asked.

"Is there anything wrong with the company?"

"No."

Chen Gewei shook his head.

"Last night, the company had some security problems, and I rushed over and solved it temporarily."

"I thought you were going to have another problem and postpone the movie."

Chen Tianqiao said teasingly.

"Oh."

Chen Gewei chuckled softly and said leisurely.

"The theaters will be released if they are postponed."

As he said that, Chen Gewei suddenly remembered that his computer was turned on, so he took off his last bite of the sandwich, then walked towards his room with a milk cup.

Chen Tianqiao looked at Chen Gewei's actions and said nothing.
To be continued...