If you are asked to be a professional bootlicker, you will turn the goddess into a clown?

Chapter 229 The moment of decision is approaching

While the three were still talking, a waiter came over and said to Bai Yiming, "Sir, your car is blocking other cars. Could you please move it?"

Bai Yiming was stunned. He was in a hurry to get in just now and parked his car casually, which might have really blocked other people's cars.

He said to the waiter apologetically, "I'll go out and move the seat now. Ruowei, please stay with Mr. Su for a while." After that, he hurriedly left the cafe.

Now, only Bai Ruowei and Su Rui were left sitting opposite each other.

Bai Ruowei looked at Su Rui with admiration and said, "Boss Su, after listening to your plan just now, I really admire you for becoming a big shot in the investment industry at such a young age."

Su Rui smiled faintly and said, "I envy you. You can be carefree in college, without having to face the bloody battles in the mall, and you can also fall in love leisurely. You are so beautiful, there should be a lot of boys who like you, right?"

Bai Ruowei smiled shyly: "I used to be a big fat girl, as fat as a ball. How could any boy like me? No one would pay attention to me. Now that I have successfully lost weight, some people are starting to pay attention to me.

However, there is one boy who is an exception. No matter whether I am fat or thin, he never despises me. He is like the sunshine that illuminates my life. It is because of him that I have successfully lost weight. "

Su Rui always felt that he had heard the phrase "as fat as a ball" somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where it was.

She smiled and asked, "Is that boy your boyfriend now?"

Bai Ruowei's cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes showed longing: "Not yet, but it will be in the future. I have a photo of him and me on my phone, do you want to see it?"

"Okay." Su Rui has never been a gossipy person, let alone the matter of a girl who is several years younger than her. But at this moment, she had a urge to take a look at the boy she was talking about.

Just as Bai Ruowei opened her phone and was about to open the photo album, Bai Yiming came back after moving the car.

He watched Bai Ruowei take out her phone and asked, "Ruowei, what are you and President Su talking about?"

Su Rui smiled and said, "Of course girls talk about men. Ruo Wei is just trying to show me the photo of her future boyfriend."

Bai Yiming glared at Bai Ruowei and said, "I asked you to come out to learn investment experience from Mr. Su. Don't bother Mr. Su with your little love affairs."

Bai Ruowei rolled her eyes at her father and immediately turned off her phone.

The three of them then chatted about some specific operational details and the start time of the operation before parting from the cafe.

On the way back, Su Rui drove the car and kept repeating Bai Ruowei's words from time to time: "As fat as a ball, where did I hear that before?"

……

Today, Meng Ling's father Meng Boyu finally returned to China officially. He has sold his property in the United States and is preparing to settle down in the country officially, while working at Tunghai University.

From the airport to home, the little granddaughter Yingying kept telling him how good her father was, which left him stunned.

My daughter Meng Ling hasn't remarried yet, so where did her father come from? When I asked Meng Ling again, she just smiled and said nothing.

He had a lot of questions in his mind. As soon as he got home, he threw his suitcase aside and sat on the sofa angrily: "Tell me, where is the other one in this family of four? You are not talking about your Aunt Lin, are you?"

"Dad, don't be angry. I'm still in class. Are you waiting for me to finish? I'll call someone over for you."

"Wait a minute, he's in class? What do you mean? He's a professor at Tunghai University?"

Meng Ling smiled awkwardly: "Not professor."

"That's... a doctoral student?" Meng Boyu felt that a doctoral student was acceptable.

"no……"

"Is that a master's student?" Meng Boyu began to frown.

"Not really..." Meng Ling's face became more and more embarrassed.

Meng Boyu widened his eyes and said, "That is..."

"Just an ordinary undergraduate student..." Meng Ling's voice was almost inaudible.

"What?!" Meng Boyu slapped the armrest and stood up from the sofa: "Undergraduate? Then he must be at least ten years younger than you, right?"

"Dad, it's not that big of a difference, just eight...eight years..." Meng Ling shrank her head like a little girl who had done something wrong.

Meng Boyu pointed at her with trembling fingers and said, "You...you are...an old cow eating young grass."

"Dad, your daughter is only 29 years old, how can I be an old cow? Look at the president of a big European country, there is a 23-year age difference between him and his wife. Aunt Lin is seven years younger than you, aren't you an old cow eating tender grass?"

"I'm different from Aunt Lin. We're both elderly."

"Tell me, there is a difference between us, eight years apart, and you, seven years apart. What's the difference?

Meng Boyu held his forehead and sat back on the sofa: "Okay, okay, I can't argue with you. That student is still in Donghai University, right? I, your father, will lose all my face in the future because of you, and my dignity will be ruined..."

"Dad, look at you, your daughter has a father, but you won't allow your granddaughter to have a father?"

Yingying was also shaking Meng Boyu's hand and said, "Grandpa, I want my dad, I want my dad..."

After being nagged by his daughter and granddaughter, Meng Boyu, an old man, finally let out a long sigh: "Forget it, as long as you like it, it doesn't matter to me, an old man.

Invite them to your house for a meal so that everyone can meet each other."

Meng Ling, who was originally a little worried about her father's opinion, got her father's approval. She happily picked up her phone and sent a message to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang on the other end of the phone had no classes this afternoon and was lying on his bed in the dormitory, looking at the ceiling with mixed feelings.

Now he felt that it was time for him to consider how he should deal with his clients' feelings.

In the past, he felt that doing this job not only made money but also provided emotional value to clients, and it was a win-win contract for everyone.

But yesterday, when he saw Dr. Lin looking at him leaving with a look of loss, sadness, and even a little resentment, his heart seemed to be tugged at by something.

Isn’t this also true for other customers?

It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. It is better to find an opportunity to explain to the clients and put an end to all this. No matter how much they resent me, it is worse than letting it continue.

However, among these clients, she is the most special one, and the feelings she has for him are the most difficult to let go.

Perhaps, his spiritual heart has been shattered by her.

So, should I tell her how I feel?

Just as he was daydreaming, his phone vibrated and he suddenly received a message from Sister Ling: "Zhang Yang, are you free? Come over tonight and I'll help you with your thesis."

He was conflicted. Should he go to Sister Ling's thesis tutoring or not?