Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 701 Mao Xiaoqin: Finally, I can have a peaceful New Year!

After driving Sweet back to the Zhujiang Imperial View residential complex, Chen did not stay long and left without even entering the gate.

Professor Lu heard the noise in the entryway, peeked out, and said to his daughter, "I was just about to text you to ask when you're coming back."

"Ah."

Song Shiwei responded and prepared to go to the bedroom to change into pajamas.

"Weiwei, what is that?"

Suddenly, Professor Lu asked from behind.

"Grandma Chen gave me this bracelet."

Song Shiwei turned around and raised his arm.

Her tone was characterized by her characteristic seriousness and calmness, yet it also carried an extra hint of barely concealed satisfaction, like a kitten raising the tip of its tail.

Lu Man was stunned; she rarely saw her daughter with such an expression.

She was clearly very happy tonight!

"Humph~"

Professor Lu grunted and said, "The bracelet is nice, it seems to be quite old. It looks like Grandma Chen likes it quite a bit. But that's not what Mom asked. I'm asking where the mark on your neck came from?"

"what……"

Song Shiwei then realized what was happening, and her cheeks flushed crimson.

Just now in the garage, Chen said again that he wanted to "grow strawberries".

Song Shiwei had refused to go to her boyfriend's house in the afternoon because she was going there. Now that she had met his elders, she had no reason to refuse, and her resistance was no longer so firm. In the end, she was still "planted" by him.

It looked very faint at the time, but the capillaries gradually awakened in the elevator, accumulating into a small patch of ambiguous pink clouds.

He was spotted by Professor Lu, who had sharp eyes, as soon as he entered the room.

"...I'm going to take a shower."

Song Shiwei didn't know how to explain, so she hurriedly ran back to her bedroom and never came out again.

"It's not light or heavy!"

Professor Lu frowned, very dissatisfied with Chen's actions, feeling a pang of heartache, like a "domestic cabbage" being devoured by a wild boar.

But there's not much else we can do!
Since that night in the capital, when his daughter insisted on taking care of the drunken Chen Zhe, Professor Lu had already tacitly accepted that the young couple had already done what was supposed to happen.

That's why she wanted both families to have dinner together during the Chinese New Year, and that's why she introduced Chen Zhe's identity to her colleagues.

Of course, Chen Zhe also gained a lot of face, with such a great reputation at such a young age.

In fact, Lao Song once said that the retrospective method may not have made much money because the initial investment was too high, especially in terms of interpersonal relationships.

However, this strategy has been very effective, and currently, the company holds a leading position in the education and training, real estate brokerage, mobile application software, and instant messaging industries.

Going back, it was Youmi phones that truly started "stealing money" from the market, but the explosive popularity of Youmi phones was just a release of past accumulation and sedimentation.

It's like money deposited in a bank suddenly being cashed out.

In the future, as its various businesses are spun off and listed, Suhui is likely to embark on the path of becoming a group, and may even grow into a leading business giant in China.

Professor Lu remained skeptical of this claim, given that almost all of today's "business giants" are in the real estate sector, while the company is essentially an emerging enterprise based on the internet.

However, her husband is an expert in economics and finance, so his judgment is somewhat credible.

"Buzz~"

The phone on the sofa vibrated, accompanied by pleasant music.

Professor Lu's ringtone is Richard Clayderman's "Autumn Whispers," which perfectly suits her status and taste.

Lu Man glanced at the screen and saw a friend she didn't know very well who taught at another university in Guangdong.

"Hey, Lao Lu, Happy New Year!"

After the call connected, a warm and enthusiastic New Year's greeting came through the receiver.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lu Man sensed that the other person must have something on their mind.

As expected, a moment later, the other party tentatively asked, "I heard that Weiwei is dating President Chen of Su Hui?"

Lu Man sighed softly.

Not long after Vice Principal Wang and his group left in the afternoon, the news spread like wildfire within their circle, and in just a few hours, they received at least four or five similar inquiries.

This scene also occurred many years ago, when Song Zuomin had just begun to make a name for himself at CITIC Group.

"I didn't interfere much in the affairs of young people."

Lu Man replied indifferently.

"So they've really talked?"

Seeing that Professor Lu did not deny it, the friend's tone became even more enthusiastic: "I have a nephew, the one who studied at Columbia University before. After graduating, he wants to go back to China to work. He has received a lot of offers, but he seems to want to grow together with Su Hui. I don't know if he can get into the General Manager's Office..."

"...I'll ask him. I believe that with your nephew's abilities, he'll be a gem wherever he goes."

Lu Man politely dismissed the other party with a few words.

After hanging up the phone, Professor Lu was a little emotional. The "Ivy League student" he used to think highly of now actually wanted to get involved in retrospective studies.

Even the general manager's office, probably to be closer to the core management team.

Life is truly unpredictable!
Lu Man stood up, took a block of ice from the refrigerator, wrapped it in a towel, and went to her daughter's bedroom door. She knocked on the door and said, "Put the ice on your neck to cool it down. It will help it go down faster that way."

There was no movement from the bedroom.

She's probably still shy.

"I'm going to Zhuhai for the Chinese New Year. If my relatives see me, I don't really care," Professor Lu said calmly. "It's just that they'll ask if I'm going to become a grandmother early. Could you please teach me how to answer that, Mr. Song..."

Before the words were finished, the door was flung open a crack, and an arm reached out and quickly grabbed the ice and towels inside.

Song, the school beauty, is now too embarrassed to look her mother in the eye.

"Humph~"

Lu Man pouted arrogantly, "I've raised you for twenty years. Let alone dating, I can still control you even if we get married!"
……

Chen had no idea that his impulsive act would cause Song Shiwei considerable trouble.

But he was really happy tonight. He managed to bring Sweetie home, meet her grandparents, meet her parents, and even have a peaceful dinner.

Not to mention the strong support from Dr. Mao behind the scenes.

She was able to offer her full support only because she was exhausted from all the pressure, which is why she had this "what's the use of pretending" and "it's good to be confused" mentality.

Back at the East Lake Courtyard, Chen found that Zhang Guangfeng had already taken his two maternal uncles away. Chen quietly asked Empress Dowager Mao why his two uncles had been "grimacing" earlier.

"They're just arrogant..."

Mao Xiaoqin explained in an annoyed tone, then glanced at her son sideways: "Is it Xianmei'er coming tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Chen nodded hurriedly: "Now you can rest assured, there will be no more deception or entanglement. Tomorrow you will be your nominal daughter-in-law and will visit your maternal grandparents."

Mao Xiaoqin's mouth moved slightly. If the two elderly people weren't still in the living room, she really wanted to grab her son's ear and give him a good scolding.

The ups and downs of the past two days could be made into a TV series. Just thinking about it makes me feel lingering fear, exhausted, and uneasy.

Fortunately, my sister is coming to visit tomorrow, so I can finally relax a bit.

This is the first "daughter-in-law" he has ever acknowledged.

"correct."

Chen suddenly remembered something: "Grandma gave the family heirloom bracelet to Song Shiwei. What about Yu Xuan? You should find something rare and ask Grandma to give him one too. Our family doesn't discriminate. We must ensure that all members feel the warmth of the organization and achieve balanced development."

"Oh, so you're starting to worry about Xianmei now?"

Mao Xiaoqin ignored her son's banter and instead sneered, "Where's all that energy you had to fool me and your father before?"

"One yard owned by a yard."

The son of a dog argued: "Do you really want to see Yu Xian go home empty-handed? She cooked so many meals for you in the capital."

"Alright, alright, you don't need to worry about it."

Empress Dowager Mao, "tired" of the situation, pushed the son away.

She saw the two bracelets last night and assumed they belonged to her mother who was in Guangzhou for the Chinese New Year and was worried about leaving them in her hometown.

Looking back now, I realize that she was planning to give it to her "granddaughter-in-law".

The old lady never expected that there were actually two "granddaughters-in-law"!

Anyway, if Grandma Chen doesn't give Xianmei the bracelet tomorrow, Dr. Mao plans to get a valuable piece of jewelry to make up for it himself.

Although my son is a handful, my little sister is innocent!

……

Nothing was said that night. Perhaps because the thorny problem had finally been resolved, Chen slept especially soundly.

The next morning around 10 a.m., Chen was woken up by a phone call while he was still asleep.

Yi Shan called and said that the car with the license plate "red head, white background, black characters" had arrived in Guangzhou and would be delivered to Donghu North Hospital in about half an hour.

"Do you offer home delivery?"

Chen asked, still a little confused.

"Doesn't this seem more formal?"

Yi Shan laughed heartily, "Let me tell you, with this kind of license plate, no traffic cop will dare to stop you from running a red light."

"Okay, thanks, Brother Shan."

Chen Zhe did not mention that he planned to buy a new car, put the license plate on it, and then put it away in the garage.

Half an hour later, Chen came downstairs in his pajamas, with a red envelope in his pocket, intending to give it to the military region's orderly who was running errands.

Committee Member Chen has always been impeccable when it comes to interpersonal relationships and social interactions.

Soon, a Toyota Prado, like a small tank, drove into the residential area with a low rumble.

However, Chen suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Because after the vehicle came to a complete stop, a long leg stretched out from the driver's seat.

The straight-leg jeans perfectly hugged the smooth lines of the calves, and the cuffs were casually rolled up to reveal slender, fair ankles.

"Yi Shan, you fucking idiot!"

Without saying a word, Chen turned around and headed upstairs.

Oh shit!

Yi Shan only said that someone delivered the license plate.

But it wasn't mentioned that Yi Gege personally delivered it!

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