"Thank you, you are considerate."

Seeing this pineapple bun, everyone in the city, headed by Song Zuomin, was stunned for half a second.

After the previous evaluation of Chen Zhu as "alert, low-key, capable, and daring to try," he silently added "pay attention to details."

Song Zuomin remembered that he had accidentally mentioned "My wife thinks the taste is very strong" just now, and Chen Zhu silently kept it in mind?

You must know that his wife personally talked to Chen Zhu, and her words were full of threats, but Chen Zhu also went out of his way to pack a dish that his wife loved.

Song Zuomin felt that no matter whether Chen Zhu was sincere or fake, this matter was handled very well!

If a person in his 50s has the above characteristics, Song Zuomin will feel that he has experienced some storms and stories when he was young, and now his thoughts have reached a new realm.

If someone in their 30s has the above characteristics, Song Zuomin will feel that if the opportunities are better, this person may achieve great achievements.

If an 18-year-old young man shows the characteristics of being alert, low-key, paying attention to details, daring to try, and doing things in a big way, then he will definitely achieve something in the future!

One hundred percent, sure, guaranteed!

This is like a piece of fine jade. Even if you carve an inkstone casually, it will still be a priceless inkstone.

Chen Zhu had this impression in Song Zuomin's mind. Even if he didn't start a business and kept studying, he would definitely have a place in academic circles in the future!

"But Chen, you shouldn't rush to pay the bill!"

Song Zuomin felt that this dinner party was brought about by himself, so how could he let a junior pay the bill?

"Uncle Song."

Chen Zhu smiled and replied: "Uncle Song, you don't know. I have long wanted to invite Song... Weiwei to have a meal. I finally have this opportunity, and I cherish it very much."

Hearing the name "Wei Wei", Song Shiwei's face was calm, but her long eyelashes suddenly fluttered rapidly. This was the first time she heard Chen Zhu call herself this.

It's a bit emmmmm... I'm not used to it, so I might as well just say "hello" like before, or "just say the question without a subject".

"Ah? Why?"

Song Zuomin was a little dazed, his expression of dissatisfaction at being rushed to pay by Chen was slightly diverted.

"There was a friend in the entrepreneurial team who had some mental problems. I was busy with other things at the time, so I asked Song Shiwei to help me calm him down."

Chen Zhu was talking about He Yu's invitation to dinner, and then said: "Also when the economy was tight before, I borrowed 50,000 yuan from Song Shiwei, and she didn't even let me write an IOU..."

Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin immediately opened their eyes, and then they realized that their son had actually borrowed money from Song Shiwei.

"Weiwei has helped me a lot. If I can start my business successfully, I should have half as many military medals as hers."

After saying this, Chen Zhu suddenly felt that it sounded familiar, as if he had said it to someone before.

Oh! Yu Xian.

"You two share half of the credit for the joint authorship. I'm just a delivery boy, right?"

Chen Zhu joked in his heart, and then said seriously to Song Zuomin: "So Uncle Song, I rushed to pay the bill for this meal, mainly to solemnly thank Weiwei, and I won't pay any interest due."

How much interest can be earned on 50,000 yuan? Chen Zhu said this just to humor him and prevent everyone from continuing to worry about "paying the bill".

"Forget it, it's the same for everyone, why bother being so open-minded."

Mao Xiaoqin also came out to help, and she seemed to be part of the family.

Song Shi lowered his head slightly, and slightly pursed his small mouth under the cover of bangs on his temples.

This family was so confused that they didn't even have a formal confession.

At this time, Chen Peisong also brought the rice and dried fish in the trunk of the car to Song Zuomin: "These are rice grown by Chen's grandparents at home, and dried fish from Wanlv Lake. There is no chemical pollution at all."

"Oh, these are great things!"

Song Zuomin is very knowledgeable. In 2007, when most people were still struggling to survive, people like Song Zuomin had begun to pay attention to food safety issues.

So giving him tea and high-end wine would not be taken seriously at all, but with these purely natural things, Song Zuomin could feel the other person's feelings.

Old Song felt a little embarrassed. He had obviously organized the dinner, but the juniors had snatched it away from him and paid for it. He had to carry it and take it.

"Chen Zhu."

Song Zuomin thought for a moment and said in front of Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin: "Didn't you say you want to advertise on a TV station next? The deputy director of Guangzhou TV happens to know me. I can help you introduce him."

It is not that simple to advertise on a TV station. If there is a recommendation from Song Zuomin, I believe there should be a lot of room for negotiation whether it is the price or the time period of the advertisement.

Song Zuomin didn't want to take the initiative to propose it. Firstly, he wanted to see how far Chen Zhu could go, and secondly, he wanted to help with this kind of thing. The other party needed to speak on his own in order to remember this kindness or favor.

So Chen Zhu just said that he was going to cooperate with the TV station in the next step. Song Zuomin heard it and pretended not to hear it.

As a result, Song Zuomin felt that if he didn't say something, he would be humbled in front of Chen Peisong and his wife.

It doesn't matter if I keep my head down, what if it affects my daughter?

A father who has daughters probably doesn't want them to suffer at all, so Song Zuomin rarely takes the initiative to help Chen Zhu solve this problem, and he also guarantees it in front of Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin.

Lao Chen touched his nose unnoticeably. He was not particularly in favor of the elders supporting the younger generation's career without obtaining a certificate, or in other words, before the relationship was fully confirmed.

What is "complete confirmation of relationship"? At least all relatives must know this.

Because we are not afraid of ten thousand, but we are afraid of what happens if it fails in the future. How can we repay this favor?

In addition, even if it is successful, will it make people think that Chen Zhu relied on his father-in-law to make his fortune?

Finally, if Chen Zhu really accepted the help, it would be almost impossible for the girl from Sichuan and Chongqing to survive.

"Hey~"

Chen Peisong sighed inwardly, but he remained silent as he did not intend to influence Chen Zhu's choice.

"Need not."

In the end, Chen Zhu refused very simply: "Thank you, Uncle Song. It's just an advertisement. It only costs a little more money. I don't think there is any need to waste this favor."

After hearing Chen Zhu's response, Chen Peisong's brows gradually relaxed a little.

My son still has a long-term vision and is not fooled by the petty gains in front of him.

After hearing Chen Zhu's answer, Song Zuomin was obviously a little surprised. He nodded and said, "Since we have this relationship, you can just come to me if you need it."

After saying that, Song Zuomin said hello to Mr. Chen and his wife, and took the lead in getting into the luxurious Mercedes-Benz S600 and starting it.

Today was a family dinner, and he didn't even bring a driver.

"Uncle Chen, Aunt Mao, goodbye."

Song Shiwei also walked over to say goodbye to Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin.

Perhaps due to being "infected" by Mao Xiaoqin, a verbose middle-aged woman, at this time, Song Shiwei's iceberg shrank, his coldness was hidden, and his body was tainted with a hint of fireworks that was not usually seen.

"Weiwei, why don't we go home with aunt and sit down."

Mao Xiaoqin was still reluctant to leave, and even said: "Whatever dish you like to eat, auntie will cook it for you tonight."

Song Shiwei shook his head slightly, but did not move his steps, letting Mao Xiaoqin hold on.

She could feel Aunt Mao's heartfelt love, which was so obvious and far stronger than what Chen Zhu showed.

"My mother's craftsmanship is pretty good."

Chen Zhu was also beside him and said with a smile: "Hakka food is more delicious than restaurant food."

Song Shiwei glanced at Chen Zhu, then turned to Mao Xiaoqin and said, "Auntie, I have something to do today. Is it okay if I go over to eat next time?"

Probably due to the environment in which she grew up, Song Shiwei learned to keep her emotions in her heart since she was a child. Even though she felt a little wronged towards Chen Zhu, she was still able to cooperate with Chen Zhu in front of her elders.

"Then we have to agree..."

Mao Xiaoqin was reluctant to let go of her hand. Of course, she saw that the Mercedes-Benz had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Zhu walked over with Song Shiwei, reached out and quickly opened the rear door, and gently warned: "Tell me when you get home."

Song Shiwei seemed to have regained his sense of coolness again, and said "hmm" expressionlessly.

Chen Zhu scratched his head, he could feel the change in Song Shiwei's mood.

As the S600 started gliding smoothly, Song Shiwei saw that Chen Zhu was still watching from the spot, and his thoughts began to wander.

My relationship with Chen Zhu is very strange. At first, my high school classmates were gossiping, but later even the teacher believed it. Finally, when I went to college, he naturally ate and drank because he was short of money, and he would habitually ask for help if anything happened.

Own.

As for me, I seem to think it's very reasonable, and I don't feel disgusted at all.

Maybe it was Chen Zhu who showed up that night to help him block the gangsters from high school;

Maybe it’s because Chen Zhu often comes up with some novel things and ideas, which he finds interesting;

Maybe it’s because being with Chen Zhu can greatly stretch and relax your body and mind;

Maybe Chen Zhu is not afraid of his mother's threat at all...

"I like him...but our relationship seems to have been dragged along by public opinion."

Song Shiwei wanted to laugh a little, how could anyone fall in love like this.

"Then should I propose a formal confession to him?"

Song Shiwei looked at the faint floating clouds outside the window and thought lightly in his heart.

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Song Zuomin, who was driving, glanced at his daughter through the rearview mirror and found that she was thinking about something, so he was careful not to disturb her.

Bingsheng Mansion is very close to Zhujiang Dijing Community, it takes about 10 minutes to get there.

When Song Zuomin walked into the house carrying rice and dried fish, Lu Man was sitting in the living room sulking.

The father and daughter really had dinner with Chen Zhu's family without saying a word. Didn't he, his wife and mother, have any say at all?

"The husband whose relationship is broken, the daughter who is disobedient and no longer obedient..."

Professor Lu felt that his life was too miserable.

When he saw clearly what her husband Song Zuomin was holding, Lu Man immediately sarcastically said: "I said that Chen Zhu is a Phoenix man from the countryside. You gave me a box of precious ginseng, but their family returned a bag of rice?"

Neither Song Zuomin nor Song Shiwei wanted to talk to Professor Lu. Song Shiwei just silently put the packing box in his hand on the coffee table and walked back to the bedroom.

“Bingsheng’s pineapple bun?”

Lu Man recognized it at a glance, moved the corners of his mouth and suddenly let out a "hum" and asked the nanny at home to help him cut open.

The two heartless ones, the older one and the younger one, knew that they would be too angry to eat at noon, so they remembered to come back with pineapple buns to apologize.

By the time Song Zuomin took a shower and changed into pajamas, his wife had already shown off less than half of her hair.

"Is it tasty?"

Song Zuomin asked with a smile.

"It's okay."

Lu Man, who was no longer so angry, rarely gave her husband a good look.

"I bought this from Chen Zhu."

Song Zuomin said meaningfully.

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(This chapter has a detailed outline, but I don’t know why it was very difficult to write. I have been revising it while thinking about the character dialogue, emotions and details. The word count that is not reached will be made up later.)
Chapter completed!