Chapter 2023: Chapter 1983: Back to the Manor for a Meal Again
After cultivating all night, early the next morning when Ye Qiu went downstairs, Ye Weidong and his wife, along with Ye Xue, had already finished breakfast and returned to the hotel.
Now, only Xiaomai was there.
Lin Xiang hadn’t gotten up yet; it seemed she had been playing games till late at night.
After finishing breakfast, Ye Qiu called Ling Fei.
"Ling Fei, where are you?"
"Ye Qiu, I’m at school."
Because the house at home was dismantled to build a villa, she didn’t go to the rented house her father had arranged but stayed in the university dormitory instead.
"Then I’ll come over."
Ye Qiu drove over to the Normal University.
When he arrived there, he saw Ling Fei had already come out.
Ling Fei was still the same, however, it was obvious that she was in a very good mood.
"Ye Qiu, where did you go during the summer vacation?"
"Didn’t I go to France and the Capital City?"
Ye Qiu remembered talking to Ling Fei about this, but Ling Fei didn’t have a passport yet, so couldn’t follow him to France.
While getting into the car, Ling Fei said, "My parents are almost doing well."
Almost doing well?
So, they’re still a bit short of completely well.
"Are they preparing to remarry?"
"Not yet, my mom said to wait until the villa is built, then invite those relatives and friends to witness it."
"That’s good too."
As Ye Qiu drove away from there, he headed to the urban village where Ling Fei lived.
At the basketball court in the urban village, Ye Qiu parked the car and went with Ling Fei to check out the villa to see how the construction was going.
Because the area is not very large, Ye Qiu thinks that even if they dig a basement and lay the foundation, it won’t take that long.
Upon arriving there, they discovered the foundation had indeed been completed.
The foundation is crucial, Ling Zhengwei often comes back to check it, and all the building materials were purchased by himself; unlike others who used single pieces of steel bars, he used double, ensuring the villa would withstand even a magnitude twelve earthquake.
The foundation’s been built, the ground-level pillars for three floors are already up, all according to Ye Qiu’s design plan.
At this pace, the construction should be completed before the snow arrives in winter.
Actually, it’s not really rushing, as twenty-odd workers were simultaneously hired to report the work, unlike those small contractors with only four or five workers.
Since work continued there, Ye Qiu called out the contractor.
The contractor knew Ye Qiu.
Because he knew Ye Qiu was the actual person in charge.
"Sir, what’s the matter?"
"You didn’t cut corners, did you?"
"No, of course not; we’re completely following your design plans."
"Then that’s fine. Take half a day off, and I’ll treat your crew to a meal at the villa, as much as you can eat."
As much as they can eat?
The contractor thought Ye Qiu was being exceedingly generous.
After all, these migrant workers, given the hard labor they do, tend to eat more considering their exhaustion.
Last time, Ye Qiu treated them to a whole roasted sheep, costing Ye Qiu over two thousand.
But it was simply Ye Qiu being generous.
"Eat as much as you want. I’ll go to the villa first, and you can come by later."
Ye Qiu and Ling Fei left, heading towards the villa, while the contractor quickly clapped his hands to let the workers stop working.
"Take half a day off; the boss is treating you at the villa, eat freely, just go wash up first and head there afterward."
A break?
And unlimited food, which made these young migrant workers elated.
"Boss, does it still count as a full day’s work for us today?"
"Of course it counts."
While Ye Qiu and Ling Fei were heading to the villa, Ling Fei couldn’t quite understand why Ye Qiu was so generous to the migrant workers.
Considering it was already packaged to be done according to the area for the contractors, which motivated them rather than counting daily work.
"They are just ordinary people."
Ye Qiu said.
Actually, in Ye Qiu’s eyes, they can be considered the lowest of ants.
Conversely, the spoiled children from the Capital City are considered high-grade ants.
Why did Ye Qiu do that?
Not just Ling Fei didn’t understand, even Ling Zhengwei probably didn’t.
"Call your parents and invite them over for a meal."
Ye Qiu hadn’t expected that, for Ling Fei, he’d have her parents feel better, like a matchmaker for them.
Actually, that’s not the case, Ye Qiu merely used his way to make them feel better.
"My parents are working, not sure if they would come over?"
Ling Fei called Ling Zhengwei.
Ling Zhengwei had recently been promoted to workshop manager, completely different from being an ordinary employee in the printing factory before.
Now, Ling Zhengwei’s work was very relaxed and leisurely.
"Ling Fei, did you say Ye Qiu invited me and your mom over for dinner?"
"I’m at the villa with Ye Qiu now, you and mom should come over, he also invited the migrant workers here for a meal."
"Then I’ll come by."
Now that Ling Zhengwei is a workshop manager, he doesn’t need to ask for leave like before.
After hanging up, Ling Fei didn’t call her mother, letting her father come to her mother directly would suffice.
The two reached the villa, at this hour, there were still some elderly sipping tea.
When the two sat down, a waitress approached and asked, "Would you like some tea, sir?"
Ye Qiu and Ling Fei had already had breakfast.
Although the villa’s tea snacks are nice, Ye Qiu wanted to have a proper meal.
"I’ll have a proper meal."
"Sure, I’ll bring a menu over."
As the waitress brought the menu, Ye Qiu chose eight or nine dishes since Ling Fei, along with Ling Zhengwei and his wife, would join later.
Including seafood, roasted suckling pig, whole roasted lamb, and others.
"Also, bring two bottles of beer." After the waitress left with the order, Ye Qiu and Ling Fei waited there.
About twenty minutes later, Ye Qiu saw Ling Zhengwei, and Zhou Xiaolan, wearing a dress.
Ling Zhengwei seemed excited seeing Ye Qiu, while Zhou Xiaolan felt slightly embarrassed for some reason upon seeing Ye Qiu.
Since she heard from Ling Fei that Ye Qiu helped Ling Zhengwei win her back.
"Uncle Ling, Auntie, please sit down; I have already ordered."
"Ye Qiu, you’re too courteous," Zhou Xiaolan said.
"It’s no problem."
For someone with assets worth tens of billions, this cost for food is negligible.
Anyway, for Ye Qiu, money is just a number in the bank represented by Arab numerals.
"Uncle Ling, how did you get here just now?"
"I rode an electric bike bringing her over."
"Uncle Ling, you’re still young; if you have time, go get a driving license and buy a car. Cars aren’t expensive now, it would be convenient to drive around."
A driving license to drive a small car?
This was something Ling Zhengwei had never considered before.
Now hearing Ye Qiu suggest it, he thought, indeed, as a workshop manager, he shouldn’t be constantly riding an electric bike.
While the four were chatting, outside a large group suddenly came; they were those migrant workers who came after washing up and changing into clean clothes.
This startled the elderly who were sipping tea and chatting.
