Eight years have passed, he's still going strong, but his girlfriend is having a mental breakdo

Yunding Building.

Wang Jianjun had just finished a meeting when he received Wen Ning's call.

He has been busy since morning, dealing with various matters, and he is quite tired.

I hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up and saw his daughter, Wang Shuying, lying on the sofa across from him, scrolling through her phone, cracking sunflower seeds, her feet propped up on the desk, toes bobbing up and down, looking very content.

"You! Look how exhausted Dad is! Don't you even care about him and come help out at the company? You have to be some kind of actor..."

Wang Jianjun shook his head, looking utterly helpless.

Actors are seen as a glamorous profession by ordinary people.

Some people even regard celebrities as idols. With a monthly salary of 3,200 yuan, they dare to save up 4,000 yuan to go to a concert, meet their idol, take a picture and post it on social media, and be happy for a whole year.

However, in the eyes of someone like Wang Jianjun, what are celebrities and actors? They are just entertainers.

Countless female celebrities, perceived as aloof by outsiders, have knelt before him and sung "Conquer"...

He naturally didn't want his only daughter to become an actress.

He wanted his daughter to take over his business.

Unfortunately, his daughter has grown up and has her own ideas, so there's nothing he can do about it.

"Oh, Dad, look at you, saying that again. How could I not feel sorry for you?"

Wang Shuying dropped the sunflower seeds in her hand, swung her long legs, stood up, and jogged over to Wang Jianjun, massaging his temples.

Wang Jianjun gave a wry smile.

My daughter just doesn't want to take over the family business; it's not that she's immature or unfilial...

What more could he possibly want?

"Dad, what about investing in our film crew...?"

Seeing that her father was in a good mood, Wang Shuying took the opportunity to make a request.

She got her roles entirely through bringing her own funding to the production team.

"Others earn money by acting, you spend money... Fine, fine, bring me the contract later, I'll invest in this film. I really can't do anything with you."

"Yay! Dad's awesome!"

Wang Shuying immediately took out a contract and handed it to her father.

She had been prepared for a long time, just waiting for Wang Jianjun to say those words.

"No need to wait for a return, just sign now."

"You little rascal."

Wang Jianjun looked at him with doting eyes, took out a pen, and signed the document.

"Oh, by the way, the call just now was about your Uncle Zhao. He's run into some trouble at Yunding No. 1 Courtyard, and I'm going to handle it. Why don't you come along? It'll be a good opportunity to meet your Uncle Zhao."

"Is that Uncle Zhao who lent you 500,000 yuan back then and helped you turn your life around?"

"Yes. It's Uncle Zhao."

"Oh well."

Wang Shuying has heard her father tell stories about Uncle Zhao since she was a child.

However, she was studying abroad with her mother and had never met Uncle Zhao.

Since she had the opportunity today, she naturally wanted to meet him and nodded in agreement.

……

After finishing his meal, Zhao Hongan took his hand out of his pocket, intending to check his phone for any new messages from Zhou Xiaona.

Then I received a series of notifications from Brother Tongzi.

Wen Ning's favorability rating skyrocketed, reaching a staggering 50 points.

Is something wrong with my kidneys?

Zhao Hongan was surprised.

How come his favorability rating is soaring even though he hasn't even seen the person?

Moreover, thirty points in a row, isn't that too much of a rise?

Oh, no...stop...don't stop!

Zhao Hongan grinned from ear to ear.

Anyway, it's a good thing, so Zhao Hong'an accepted it calmly.

Fifty points of favorability...

With the score approaching 90 or 10, at least we can see some hope.

On my phone, there were several videos sent by Zhou Xiaona.

Hu Guoqin and her son were blocking the gate and arguing with the security guard.

Seeing this, Zhao Hong'an opened Wen Ning's contact information and sent a message, asking Wen Ning to arrange two security guards to be in charge of his personal safety in a while.

He used to have a worthless life, so it was fine.

Now he has Brother Tong, he's rich, and he's living a life of luxury and wealth, all waiting for him ahead of him.

Of course, one should cherish life.

Wen Ning naturally agreed immediately.

Actually, she had already made the arrangements long ago, even without Zhao Hongan saying anything.

"Other people's system brothers are all superhumans with extra boosts. Mine, my system brother, is a bit underwhelming."

Zhao Hongan rubbed his back.

Although life expectancy has increased by twenty years, it has been accompanied by an improvement in physical fitness.

But he still often laments that time waits for no one.

Li Zimeng, this delicate little girl, has plenty of strength and tricks up her sleeve, often managing to subdue him completely...

"Uncle Zhao, it's alright, you've already done a great job."

Li Zimeng remained as understanding as ever.

These comforting words felt so familiar and heartbreaking.

Zhao Hong'an blushed.

He really wanted to tell Li Zimeng that sometimes, she didn't have to be so understanding; she could just pretend nothing had happened...

We need to hurry up and win over a few more targets.

Continue to increase your lifespan and gain skill rewards.

One day, Li Zimeng will have to kneel on the bed and sing "Conquer".

This old man is still going strong and healthy.

……

At the entrance of Yunding No. 1 Courtyard.

Hu Guoqin and her son made a scene for a long time, but the security guards still wouldn't let them in.

They didn't want to leave, so they could only wait at the door.

Hu Guoqin sat on the flower bed in the green belt, chatting with Zhou Xiaona, looking regretful.

Hu Rui was squatting on the curb, a cigarette between his fingers, scrolling through his phone, his brow furrowed.

He would receive a phone call every now and then, and after answering it, he would carefully reply.

"Son, whose phone call was that?" Hu Guoqin asked suspiciously.

"A business partner. The project we discussed together has made progress. It only requires an investment of 59,800 yuan, and we can earn up to 10 million yuan. Mom, you need to hurry up. If the old man doesn't give me the money soon, it will delay my business," Hu Rui said casually.

This lie wasn't something he made up on a whim.

Hu Rui has loved lying since he was a child, and his lying skills have become highly refined.

He knew that his fabricated lies would be easily exposed.

Therefore, his lies are always nine parts truth and one part falsehood.

He learned this from the old man.

When he was in junior high school, the old man could see through his lies every time he lied.

The old man criticized him, saying he couldn't even lie properly.

Then, he casually said: "When a smart person lies, he makes it nine parts true and one part false. He steers the truth in his favor so that he is less likely to be exposed."

The old man said it casually, but Hu Rui remembered it and learned it.

This project, which requires an investment of 59,800 yuan and can yield a maximum return of 10 million yuan, is actually being run by people around Hu Rui.

He used it to fool Hu Guoqin.

"Invest 59,800 and you can make 10 million? Is there really such a good thing? Son, you haven't been scammed, have you?"

"Oh dear. How old am I? Who could fool me? That's a secret project for the development of the western region, it has official documents... Never mind, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Hu Rui looked impatient.

He was genuinely annoyed.

The phone call I just received was from the casino demanding payment for a debt.

Hu Rui was broke, his credit cards were maxed out, and he couldn't get any money from his father. He was getting increasingly frustrated by the constant pressure from his father, and with Hu Guoqin nagging on top of that, he naturally wasn't in a good mood.

Hu Guoqin looked pleased upon hearing this.

Western Development...

Official documents...

These words sound sophisticated.

Although she married the wrong person in her life, fortunately, her son is ambitious and successful!

This time, as long as she remarries the old man and gets his inheritance, then it will be a good time for her and her son.