From White Box To Supervision

Miyamori Nami wondered: "This is..."

"Mom, let me introduce you, this is my boyfriend, Zhang Beichuan."

Zhang Beichuan stood beside him and bowed: "Hello, Auntie, I'm Zhang Beichuan. This is a gift I brought to you and uncle. Please accept it."

Nami Miyamori was a little dazed, but worthy of the strong wind and waves, she quickly calmed down, took the things, and hurriedly greeted: "Hello, welcome you, I mentioned you on Xiaokui's phone before."

"thanks."

Walking inside, Nami Miyamori handed the hot tea to Zhang Beichuan.

"Where's Dad?" Gong Senkui looked east and west.

"He's gone fishing, I really don't worry, Xiaoxun, call him back quickly."

"OK OK." Miyamori Xun raised his hand to show that he knew.

Nami Miyamori smiled and said, "Kikawa-kun, please have some tea."

"Ah, thank you." Zhang Beichuan took a sip.

"It sounds like your name is from China."

"Yes, I am from Huaxia, not from District 11, and I have been staying in Tokyo."

"Then your language is so powerful that you can't hear it."

Zhang Beichuan smiled dryly: "After all, I use it every day, so it must be very fast."

What followed was nothing more than some chatting topics. With Miyamori Aoi assisted in secret, Zhang Beichuan's nervousness was relieved a lot, and the chat atmosphere was also very harmonious.

Not long after, a thin middle-aged man walked in with a fishing rod.

"Dad, you're back." Miyamori Aoi said happily.

Zhang Beichuan also quickly stood up.

"Haha, I came back immediately after receiving your sister's call, without any delay." Gong Senyuan laughed, and after speaking, he faced Zhang Beichuan, stretched out his hand, and said, "This is Beichuan-kun, right? , Hello, first meeting, I'm Miyamori Aoi's father, Miyamori Yuan."

Zhang Beichuan was immediately flattered and shook hands, and bowed his body politely.

"Uncle, Min Hao, I have troubled you."

"Haha, why did my daughter's boyfriend come to see me to cause trouble?"

At this moment, Nami Miyamori stood up and said with a smile, "You guys talk first, I'll cook first." After speaking, she took Miyamori who was eating melons and walked away.

"Xiao Xun, Xiao Kui, you two come to help me fight."

"Hey? Slow down, slow down."

"Am I going too?" Miyamori Aoi blinked.

"right."

Gong Senyuan smiled and said, "We're the only ones left, Beichuan-kun, come and come, let's chat."

"Uncle, just call me Beichuan."

"Okay, Beichuan, how old are you now, and have been dating Xiaokui for a few years."

"Twenty-four, it's been almost three years. I know her from the same company." Zhang Beichuan replied.

Miyamori Yuan was a little surprised: "Are you also in the animation industry?"

"Yes, currently in the supervisory position in Musashino."

"Supervision? You are supervising at such a young age." Although Miya Mori didn't know much about the animation industry, he naturally knew about his daughter's work in the animation industry.

"En." Zhang Beichuan nodded.

Gong Moriyuan smiled bitterly: "It's really unexpected, to tell you the truth, when Xiaokui proposed to us that he wanted to work in the animation industry when he graduated, we didn't really think about it, the reason, you know, too The hard work was too tiring, but Xiaokui insisted on it at that time, and we went with her. Now, it has been so long before I knew it, I take the liberty to ask, do you plan to continue working in the animation industry?"

Hearing this, Zhang Beichuan hesitated, but after thinking about it, he finally replied, "Well, I personally like this industry and I don't plan to give up."

"So, I see. If you like it, just stick to it. Since Xiaokui didn't choose to give up, what's the use of our parents not letting it go?"

Gong Senyuan sighed and changed the topic indifferently. As the chat deepened, Zhang Beichuan also told him his general situation. Gong Senyuan was very satisfied in his heart. He was young, good-looking, and a man. Conversation is also very good.

My daughter likes it, and I will not object to it.

"Are you still chatting? It's time to eat." Miyamori Aoi said.

"Come here, Beichuan, let's have a good drink." Gong Senyuan smiled.

"it is good."

"What are you two talking about, so happy." Gong Senkui asked in a low voice.

"Just talking about the basic situation, and the embarrassment of your childhood."

"Tsk, liar, ignore you." Gong Senkui quickened her pace.

"Ha ha."

At this time, it was almost evening, probably because of my arrival, and the dishes were very rich. They were all Japanese specialties, full of color and flavor. Zhang Beichuan was hungry.

"Come on, Beichuan, sit down, don't be nervous, take this place as your home." Gong Senyuan took out a bottle of sake and smiled.

"Thank you, uncle." Zhang Beichuan was a little flattered, he froze slightly, and said in admiration, "This wine is really good."

"Haha, it's delicious, this is the rice wine we brewed, and the big city of Tokyo can't even drink it."

"Kikawa-kun, and Aoi, are you both still in Musashino?" Nami Miyamori asked.

"It's all still there, what's wrong?" Miyamori Aoi was curious.

"It's okay, just ask. Aunt Gao Shang asked me before."

Zhang Beichuan took a bite of the dish and said with a smile, "It's really delicious~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Auntie, your craftsmanship is so good, I feel like my appetite has grown a lot."

"There are not as many tricks as the big cities in Tokyo. It may be fresh. If you think it is delicious, eat more. You can't be so thin at a young age. Although you young people are willing to be thin and look good, but I think It's okay to be fat." Hearing the praise, Miyamori Naomi was also very happy.

"Little sycophants." Miyamori Aoi whispered and joked.

"What flattery, this is the truest feeling in my heart." Zhang Beichuan replied with his eyes.

"Beichuan-kun, you should stay at our house for now. Tomorrow we will have a fireworks display here. It's hard to get some time to rest. I'll go back after having a good time."

"Hey, is it a temple fair tomorrow?" Gong Senkui was surprised, and then said to himself: "That's right, at the end of July, it did arrive, just in time, it's really good."

"Is there a temple fair here?" Zhang Beichuan asked.

"Yes, naturally, there are annual summer temple fairs and fireworks at night. They are very famous nearby. I remember going there often when I was a child."

"Yes, it's hard to come back, so let's just broadcast it and have a good day tomorrow." Gong Moriyuan laughed.

Hearing that, Zhang Beichuan was also very interested. For traditional temple fairs, Zhang Beichuan never participated in it.

There is indeed summer in Tokyo, but Zhang Beichuan generally does not have time to go, and now is the opportunity.

"Beichuan, can I ask a question?" At this moment, Gong Senyuan suddenly asked.

"You say."

"Have you always planned to continue working in your company?"

"I don't mean to ask you to change industries, but to say whether you have any plans to start your own business. Of course, maybe I shouldn't ask this, but I still want to hear about your future life plans."