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Chapter 110 Song Dao: A little bit
It's about four o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Dao and Yan Yu came to the quiet courtyard together.

Song Qin came out and smiled as she looked at Yan Yu who got out of the driver's seat and Song Dao who came out from the back door.

The eldest lady really dotes on him. In all the years they have known each other, she has never seen Yan Yu working as a driver for anyone.

"Uncle Yan and Auntie are already here."

Yan Yu slammed the car door shut, a little surprised: "Why are you here so early?"

Song Qin glanced at Song Dao, smiled and said nothing more.

Then they were taken to a large private room.

He knocked on the door gently, then pushed it open, let the two people in, and then closed the door gently.

Song Dao saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, and next to him was a young and beautiful woman with excellent temperament, who seemed to be in her early thirties.

He was startled for a moment and subconsciously glanced at Yan Yu beside him.

Yan Yu said softly: "It's my mother. I have the same last name as her."

This problem is not common because most people can never see her parents.

But she had encountered this several times over the years, and she almost always mistook this woman for her stepmother.

When two of them go shopping together, they might even be mistaken for sisters.

The mother of the eldest royal sister is really young!

However, what surprised him even more was that the man in front of him was actually Zhou Linchuan!
Xiaguo technology giant, Chairman of Linchuan Group!

In other words, Yan Yu was actually a princess from a wealthy family.

This shows how far ahead Xia Country is... No wonder its energy is so great.

"Dad, Mom, let me introduce you, this is Song Dao, my best friend!"

Yan Yu introduced them gracefully and with a smile.

Then he introduced him to Song Dao: "This is my dad, Mr. Zhou Linchuan, you can call him Mr. Zhou..."

The middle-aged man with a gentle temperament glared at her, then smiled gently at Song Dao: "Hello, Xiao Song."

"Hello, Uncle Zhou." Song Dao greeted him politely.

Yan Yu added: "This is my mother."

Song Dao nodded: "Hello, Auntie."

The woman stood up with a friendly smile on her face: "You're welcome, Xiao Song, come and sit down."

Song Dao walked to the sofa at the side and sat down, with a smile on his face, but he was really shocked in his heart.

He knew that Yan Yu's family was well-off, but he didn't expect it to be this well-off.

I didn't expect that she actually took her mother's surname.

"I originally wanted to invite you to my house for dinner, but Yanyan said that going home would be too formal, and she also said that your family is from the Northeast, so it's fine to have it here, since I haven't been here for dinner for a long time."

Yan Yu's mother said with a smile.

"Auntie, you are too polite. I should be the one treating you and uncle. Thanks for your help yesterday." Song Dao said politely.

"If you are upright, you have nothing to fear. If you do the right thing, it's okay even if no one interferes. You must believe in the judicial justice of our country," said Zhou Linchuan.

"Dad, you're almost there, you're not an official, why are you speaking in such an official tone?" Yan Yu glared at his father, "But you're right, even if no one intervenes, no one can do anything to him!"

Yan Yu's mother smiled and asked, "How do you talk to your father?"

Song Dao said politely: "If it weren't for my uncle, the results wouldn't be so quick, let alone so powerful."

Zhou Linchuan smiled and did not continue the topic.

Instead, he looked at Song Dao and asked, "Can you play Go?"

Song Dao was slightly startled and said, "A little bit."

He was a little puzzled when he drew the advanced Go skill in the previous lottery.

I didn't expect to use it here.

"Really?" Zhou Linchuan stopped being serious, his eyes suddenly lit up, but he still had some doubts.

Looking at Song Dao, he said, "Nowadays, there are not many young people who can play Go except those who have learned it specially."

Song Dao smiled and said, "I learned it for a while when I was a child, but then I gave it up to study music. I'm definitely not as good as you, uncle."

"I'm also a half-baked person." Zhou Linchuan glanced at the woman next to him.

Yan Yu said, "I'll go."

But when he stood up, he looked at Song Dao with a little worry.

Her father is no half-baked person, and besides, will Song Dao know how to do it?
Song Dao smiled at her.

Yan Yu was immediately relieved, thinking that there was a high probability that the dog would be able to do it.

After a while, a set of Go was brought in.

Unfold the chessboard and place it on the table beside you.

Song Dao walked over and noticed that the table... seemed to be used for placing Go chess!

Tsk!
Yan Yu whispered beside him, "Is it really possible?"

Song Dao smiled and nodded: "It's okay."

Over there, Zhou Linchuan and his wife watched the two of them interacting in a low voice, looked at each other, and then came over together.

After sitting down, he raised his hand to signal Song to come.

After Song Dao sat down, he said, "Uncle, please."

Zhou Linchuan was not polite either. He picked up a black piece and placed it steadily on the star position, making a crisp sound.

Song Dao thought for a moment and placed a white piece at the diagonal position.

Zhou Linchuan looked deeply at the chessboard for a moment, then began his layout.

The "triple star" was skillfully constructed.

Song Dao used the "wrong small eyes" layout.

"Your layout is a bit conservative." Zhou Linchuan gently picked up a black piece and said with a smile: "In the way of Go, you must have a certain degree of dominance in order to take the initiative in the middle game."

After that, the black piece landed and a local "fixed pattern" fight began.

Song Dao smiled and said, "I don't have the experience of maneuvering in the business world, so it's naturally difficult for me to have the same aura as you do. Please show some mercy, uncle."

Yan's mother, who was standing by and watching, looked at the young man with some surprise, then looked at her daughter.

Yan Yu didn't notice her mother's gaze, and stood behind Song Dao to cheer him on: "Song Dao, you don't have to give in to him. Show him some color! Those who play chess with him try their best to give in to him. They are all hallucinating and really think they are superb chess players..."

Zhou Linchuan's face darkened: "Don't talk nonsense, I've already told them, whoever dares to let me do it on purpose, be careful I'll make things difficult for him!"

"Hehe." Yan Yu rolled his eyes.

Zhou Linchuan didn't bother to pay attention to the leaky cotton jacket, and looked at Song Dao: "There is no such thing as mercy on the chessboard."

As he spoke, he made another move, with sharp moves and pressing forward step by step.

At this time, Song Dao already had some understanding of Zhou Linchuan's level.

It’s pretty good, and I’m considered an expert among amateurs.

It should be at the amateur level of 7th or 8th dan.

But after acquiring advanced Go skills, he was already between the fifth and sixth dan in professional level.

The gap in strength between the two sides is huge.

Song is so good that he can basically beat the opponent.

But he definitely couldn't do that, not to mention that the other person had just helped a lot, even if he hadn't, he was still his elder.

You can't just kill everyone right away, right?

At least let him enjoy himself for a while...

Therefore, while he was thinking hard and seemingly struggling to cope with every change, he deliberately revealed a few flaws to lure Zhou Linchuan deeper.

In Zhou Linchuan's eyes, this young man could indeed play Go, but his skills were just so-so, so his offensive became more and more bold.

However, Song Dao's seemingly clumsy defense had already quietly set a trap.

He quietly used Zhou Linchuan's attack to slowly build up a "thick force" on the edge of the chessboard, like an ambush hidden in the dark.

Zhou Linchuan was determined to make a quick breakthrough and teach this young man a lesson!
Just because he hopes his daughter will find a partner quickly doesn’t mean he is willing for her to do so.

It's like my daughter put pressure on him, and then when he called someone to put pressure on him, he said that person was my daughter's friend, a junior whom I admire.

Then he was unhappy when he was regarded as his "future son-in-law".

Not refuting means hoping the other party will deal with it as soon as possible.

But what I was thinking was: How did he become my future son-in-law? Did I agree?
This seemingly contradictory mentality is normal for a father.

At this moment, Old Zhou did not consider himself a business tycoon. He was full of competitiveness and wanted to surpass this young man.

At this moment, Yan's mother, who had a gentle temperament and looked like a lady from a noble family, suddenly whispered, "Old Zhou, you are going to lose."

"How is that possible?" Zhou Linchuan looked incredulous.

"Hahaha!" Yan Yu, who was standing next to Song Dao, suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhou Linchuan looked up at his daughter.

Yan Yu immediately shut up and acted like a lady.

"Do you know Go?"

Yan Yu shook his head.

"Then what are you laughing at?" Old Zhou said unhappily. "My mom said you're going to lose!" Yan Yu patted Song Dao's shoulder with great joy: "Hurry up and defeat him, or he won't show off all day long!"

Song Dao smiled and made a key move at the weak point of Zhou Linchuan's "strength".

This move was like a wedge, instantly breaking the previous balance.

Zhou Linchuan was slightly startled, with a look of surprise on his face. He re-examined the chess game and realized that he had fallen into a passive position.

Then he tried to save himself unwillingly.

Song Dao began to press forward step by step. The white pieces that seemed to be scattered at first were like trickles of water, gathering into turbulent rivers, dividing and surrounding the black pieces' camp.

"It will be difficult for my uncle to resolve this 'closing the door and eating' move." Song Dao spoke calmly, but his move was ruthless.

The white piece in his hand fell without hesitation.

Another group of black people are in desperate situation.

Zhou Linchuan looked up at Song Dao, smacked his lips, and said, "Great, you are very capable. I lose this round."

But I was cursing in my heart, this kid already has the strength of a professional advanced chess player, but he still pretended to be weak and made a conservative start to deceive an old man like me.

If Yanyan really wants to stay with him, won't she be completely dominated by him?

And you are a singer, why are you so good at Go?
Song Dao smiled and said, "I am also lucky."

Yan Yu stood beside him happily, but was amazed in her heart, why did it feel like this guy knew everything?

Even though she was laughing at her father, she actually knew very well that "Mr. Zhou"'s Go level was not bad.

But in front of Song Dao, he was so vulnerable.

However, Yan's mother, who was standing next to Zhou Linchuan, couldn't help but look at Song Dao again and again, not hiding the admiration in her eyes at all.

She understands Go. Not only that, she is also much better than Lao Zhou.

Naturally, it can be seen more clearly that in this game of chess, Song Dao has been trying his best to give in to Zhou Linchuan.

However, the gap in strength between the two sides was too big, and no matter how much concessions were made, it was difficult to change Zhou's defeat.

If he really lost the game on purpose, both she and Lao Zhou would look down on Song Dao and would even oppose their daughter from associating with such a person.

It's okay to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but flattery is annoying.

Old Zhou looked a little depressed after losing the game, but he also seemed quite happy.

Looking at Song Dao: "You don't look like someone from the entertainment industry."

Yan's mother said, "What circle? Xiao Song just graduated from college this year. Yan Yan said that he never leaves the house when he's not working."

"That's fine," Zhou Linchuan nodded, but didn't go into the topic further. Instead, he looked at Song Dao and asked, "Can I have white wine?"

"No!" Yan Yu blurted out, and then explained under the gaze of his parents: "He sings, he can't drink."

"It's okay once in a while." Song Dao said, "Uncle, you helped me so much, I'm very grateful, and I don't know how to repay you. Today, you can drink whatever you want. You can drink as much as you want."

"That's right!" Zhou Linchuan suddenly became happy and said, "Young people should be like this, be more domineering!"

There was another sentence he didn't say in front of a junior like Song Dao.

It is said that a singing voice cannot drink alcohol.

In fact, which of those superstars, even hall-of-fame musicians, would not drink freely in front of him?

Anyone in the entertainment industry knows whether you can drink or not, and whether you can drink all the time or not, and who you can drink with.

Yan Yu looked at Song Dao, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Song Dao smiled and said, "It's okay to drink with uncle."

Although Yan Yu was a little worried, she was mostly happy.

After all, since the day she met Song, this guy has always been cheating when drinking. Today, he can behave so frankly and generously in front of her father, and he is not timid because of her father's aura. He is indeed a man she likes.

It’s okay even if you drink too much. There are guest rooms at the back. You can just sleep in any one of them.

In fact, this courtyard house is her family's property.

Song Qin's family rented here.

Since she returned to China, the rent has been paid to her every year.

Song Dao got up and went to the bathroom, washed his hands, and took the hangover pill that was prescribed along with the advanced Go skills.

When we came back, the food and drinks had already been served.

Yan Yu drank some red wine with her mother, and in front of her parents, she acted like a serious queen.

You take small sips at a time, and don't even say anything like, "You're raising fish?"
Song Dao toasted Zhou Linchuan.

Always maintain a respectful attitude, neither humble nor arrogant.

In the blink of an eye, the two men drank a bottle of white wine.

Lao Zhou asked someone to open the second bottle without hesitation.

Yan Yu’s drinking capacity must have been inherited from her father. Lao Zhou is a heavy drinker.

When opening the second bottle, Yan's mother just glanced at Song Dao, and seeing that the young man's expression remained unchanged, she didn't say much.

He whispered to Yan Yu, "I know a great Chinese doctor. I'll ask him to make a herbal tea to protect your throat. You can give it to Song Dao."

It is one thing that the young man is willing to drink with Lao Zhou, but as an elder he should also be aware of this.

Yan Yu nodded and did not refuse.

What made her happiest today was Song Dao's neither humble nor arrogant attitude.

Except for being a little surprised when she first saw her father, she quickly returned to normal.

The most satisfying thing is to defeat Lao Zhou on the chessboard without mercy!

This is a very cool thing.

During the meal, Zhou Linchuan did not put on airs and just chatted with Song Dao about some trivial family matters.

As a former soldier, he also said that he liked the song "Camel Bells".

"Uncle Zhou, have you heard of it?"

"Of course, an old comrade of mine specifically recommended it to me. It's a very good song. I hope you can create more of this type in the future!"

Zhou Linchuan blushed slightly at this moment, looking at Song Dao: "That kind of desolate and majestic feeling is very good!"

Song Dao smiled and nodded.

Until both bottles of white wine were drunk by the two men.

Lao Zhou finally has a little too much.

"Time is merciless. Even though you are 20 years younger, you may not be able to drink more than me!"

"Uncle looks to be in his early forties, still young."

"Hey, I'm already over 50, and I just feel like I'm still young, but I can't do this for many more years."

As he said this, he glanced at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu pretended not to see it.

She has a clear understanding of her own abilities and has never thought about taking over.

A group with a scale of hundreds of billions is simply not something she can handle.

Old Zhou has always wanted to find a capable son-in-law, but unfortunately, although there are many applicants, he doesn't like any of them.

Yan Yu looked down upon the talented young man who was barely of equal status and had ability.

So in the past two years, he has begun to train professional managers.

Although the company's shares are dispersed, Chairman Zhou Linchuan has absolute say.

We have experienced many ups and downs over the years, but to this day, we remain as stable as a rock.

Just when Lao Zhou was about to open the third bottle, he was stopped by Yan's mother. She said softly, "Don't drink anymore. I think Xiao Song is a little drunk."

Zhou Linchuan glanced at Song Dao and said, "Okay, let's stop drinking here today. Next time, don't be so reserved. When you come to my house as a guest, drink red wine instead of white wine."

Song Dao nodded and agreed.

On the way back, Yan Yu found a designated driver and took Song Dao, who wanted to sit in the front, to the back seat.

"I'm not going to eat you, why are you hiding?"

Yan Yu drank some red wine, but not too much. She rolled her eyes at Song Dao with her charming peach blossom eyes.

the other side.

Zhou Linchuan and his wife also got into a business car.

Old Zhou in the car was very sober. Although he was a bit old, he couldn't drink much even a pound of liquor.

"What do you think of this young man?"

he asked, looking at his wife.

"It's good, but..." Mother Yan hesitated and said, "I just feel that he doesn't mean that."

"What's wrong with my daughter?" Zhou Linchuan muttered, and then said: "I can see that too. This kid is very smart. He made his words very clear when he was not drunk."

Mother Yan nodded: "Yes, they made it very clear. They drank with you to thank you for your help."

"But the more this happens, the more I admire him." Zhou Linchuan leaned back in his chair and said, "Forget it. I can't control young people's affairs."

Mother Yan smiled and said, "Yeah, when you were young, wasn't there anyone who could control you?"

"Hey, Yan Lei, just talk and don't shoot randomly." Zhou Linchuan reacted very quickly.

Mother Yan was still sitting there dignified and elegant, and Xiaoxiao didn't say anything more.

(End of this chapter)