Chapter 219 A love affair that is influenced by public opinion? "Thank you, you are considerate." When he saw the pineapple bun, even Song Zuoming, who was very shrewd, was stunned for half a second. Just now, after the evaluation of Chen as "smart, low-key, capable, and daring to try", another evaluation was silently added: "paying attention to details". Song Zuoming remembered that he had just inadvertently mentioned "My wife thinks the taste is very chewy", and Chen Zhuo had silently kept it in mind? You have to know that his wife had talked to Chen Zhuo in person, and her words were threatening, but Chen Zhuo still specially packed a dish that his wife liked. Song Zuoming felt that no matter whether Chen Zhe was sincere or not, he handled this matter very well! If a person in his 50s has the above qualities, Song Zuoming would feel that he had experienced some storms and stories when he was young, and now his thoughts have reached a new realm. If a person in his 30s has the above traits, Song Zuoming feels that if the opportunity is better, this person may achieve great success. If an 18-year-old young man shows the qualities of being smart, low-key, paying attention to details, daring to try, and doing things in a big picture, then he will definitely achieve something in the future!

One hundred percent, it’s a done deal, guaranteed! This is like a piece of fine uncut jade. Even if you carve it into an inkstone, it will be a priceless inkstone. This is the impression Song Zuoming has of Chen Zhuo. Even if he doesn't start a business and continues to study, he will definitely have a place in academia in the future! "But Chen Zhe, you shouldn't rush to pay the bill!" Song Zuoming felt that he was the one who initiated this dinner, so how could he let a junior pay the bill? "Uncle Song." Chen smiled and replied, "Uncle Song, you may not know that I have wanted to invite Song Weiwei to dinner for a long time. It is not easy to get this opportunity, and I cherish it very much." Hearing the name "Weiwei", Song Shiwei's face remained calm, but her long eyelashes suddenly fluttered rapidly. It was also the first time she heard Chen Zhuo call her like this. It’s a bit emmmm...not quite used to it, maybe I should just say “Hello” like before, or “just ask the question directly without a subject”. "Huh? Why?" Song Zuoming was a little dazed, because he was slightly distracted by Chen Zhuo's dissatisfied expression as he rushed to pay the bill. "One of the guys in the startup team had some mental problems. I was busy with other things at the time, so I asked Song Shiwei to help calm him down." Chen was talking about the time He Yu invited him to dinner, and then he said, "Also, when I was in financial difficulty before, I borrowed 5 yuan from Song Shiwei, and she didn't even let me write an IOU..." Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin's eyes widened immediately. Only then did they realize that their son had actually borrowed money from Song Shiwei. "Weiwei helped me a lot. I was able to start my business successfully, and she deserves half of the credit." After saying this, Chen Zhuo suddenly felt that it sounded familiar, as if he had said this to someone before. Oh! Yu Xian. "You two will share half of the credit, and I'm just a errand boy delivering goods, right?" Chen Zhuo teased in his heart, then said to Song Zuomin in a serious tone: "So Uncle Song, I will rush to pay the bill for this meal, mainly to thank Weiwei solemnly, and I won't pay the interest when the time comes." How much interest can you get on 5 yuan? Chen said this just to make people feel funny and not let them continue to worry about the issue of "paying the bill". "Forget it, forget it. It doesn't matter who gives it. Why be so formal?"

Mao Xiaoqin also came out to help, and their words sounded as if they were a family. Song Shi lowered her head slightly, and pouted her small mouth slightly under the cover of her bangs. This family was so confused that there wasn't even a formal confession. At this time, Chen Peisong also gave the rice and dried fish in the trunk to Song Zuomin: "These are the rice grown by my grandparents and the dried fish from Wanlv Lake. There is no chemical pollution at all." "Oh, these are good stuff!" Song Zuoming is very knowledgeable. In 2007, when most people were still struggling to make ends meet and survive, people like Song Zuoming had already begun to pay attention to food safety issues. So he would not take tea and high-end wine seriously as gifts, but with these pure natural things, Song Zuoming could feel the other party's intentions. Old Song felt a little embarrassed. He had clearly organized the dinner, but the junior snatched the bill and paid for it, and he even carried around things. "Chen Zhe." Song Zuomin thought for a moment, and said in front of Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin: "Didn't you say that you wanted to advertise on TV next? The deputy director of Guangzhou TV Station happens to be acquainted with me. I can introduce him to you." It is not that easy to advertise on TV. If you have Song Zuoming's recommendation, I believe there should be a lot of room for negotiation, whether it is the price or the advertising time period. Song Zuoming originally didn't want to bring it up actively. Firstly, he wanted to see how far Chen Zhe could go, and secondly, to help someone, the other party needed to ask for it themselves so that the other party would remember the favor. So when Chen Zhuo just expressed his intention to cooperate with the TV station in the next step, Song Zuoming heard it but pretended not to hear it. As a result of all this chaos, Song Zuoming felt that if he didn't say something, he would seem to be inferior to Chen Peisong and his wife. It’s okay if I bow my head, but what if it affects my daughter? A father with daughters probably doesn't want them to suffer any loss at all, so Song Zuoming rarely took the initiative to help Chen solve the problem, and he made the promise in front of Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin. Old Chen touched his nose imperceptibly. He did not particularly agree with the elders supporting the careers of the younger generation before they got married or when the relationship was not fully confirmed. What does "completely confirmed relationship" mean? At least all relatives should know about it. Because we are not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of one. What if it doesn't work out in the future? How can we repay this favor? In addition, even if it succeeds, will people think that Chen Zhe made his fortune by relying on his father-in-law? Finally, if Chen Zhuo really accepted the help, the girl from Sichuan and Chongqing would have almost no chance. "Hey~" Chen Peisong sighed in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and didn't intend to influence Chen Zhuo's choice. "Need not." As a result, Chen Zhuo refused very straightforwardly: "Thank you, Uncle Song, it's just an advertisement, it will just cost a little more money. I don't think it's necessary to waste this favor." After hearing Chen Zhuo's response, Chen Peisong's brows gradually relaxed a little. My son has a long-term vision and is not tempted by the small profits in front of him. After hearing Chen Zhuo's answer, Song Zuomin was obviously a little surprised. He nodded and said, "Anyway, we have this relationship. If you need anything, just come to me." After saying that, Song Zuoming said hello to the old Chen couple and got into the luxurious Mercedes-Benz S600 and started the car. Today is a family dinner and he didn’t bring a driver.

"Uncle Chen, Aunt Mao, goodbye." Song Shiwei also walked over to say goodbye to Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin. Perhaps because he was "infected" by Mao Xiaoqin, the nagging middle-aged woman, Song Shiwei at this time has become smaller and his coldness has been hidden. Instead, he has a hint of worldly air that is not usually seen. "Weiwei, why don't you go home with your aunt and sit with her?" Mao Xiaoqin was still reluctant to leave, and even said: "Whatever dishes you like, Auntie will cook them for you in the evening." Song Shiwei shook his head slightly, but did not move, allowing Mao Xiaoqin to hold on to him. She could feel Aunt Mao's genuine love for him, it was so obvious and much stronger than what Chen Zhe showed. "My mother's cooking skills are pretty good." Chen Zhuo also smiled and said, "Hakka dishes are better than those in restaurants." Song Shiwei glanced at Chen Zhuo, then turned to Mao Xiaoqin and said, "Auntie, I have something to do today. Can I go over to eat next time?" Perhaps due to her upbringing, Song Shiwei learned to suppress her emotions from a young age. Even though she felt a little aggrieved towards Chen Zhe, she was still able to cooperate with Chen Zhe in front of her elders. "Then we have to make it clear..." Mao Xiaoqin was willing to let go of her hand only then, of course because she saw that the Mercedes-Benz had been waiting for quite a while. Chen walked over with Song Shiwei, reached out and quickly opened the back door, and gently reminded her: "Tell me when you get home." Song Shiwei seemed to have regained his coolness and said "hmm" expressionlessly. Chen scratched his head, he could feel the change in Song Shiwei's mood. As the S600 started to glide smoothly, Song Shiwei saw Chen Zhe still standing there watching him, and his thoughts began to wander. The relationship between Chen Zhe and I is very strange. At first, it was just high school classmates gossiping, and later even the teacher believed it. Finally, when I went to college, he took advantage of me to eat and drink for free because he was short of money, and he would habitually come to me for help when he had any problems. I myself seem to think it is very reasonable and don't object to it at all. Maybe it was because Chen Zhe showed up that night to help him fend off the hooligans from high school; Maybe it’s because Chen often comes up with some novel things and ideas, which he finds interesting; Maybe it’s because being with Chen Zhuo can greatly relax my body and mind; Maybe Chen Zhuo is not afraid of his mother's threats at all... "I do like him...but it seems like our relationship was forced by public opinion." Song Shiwei felt like laughing. How could anyone date like this? "Should I ask him for a formal confession?" Song Shiwei looked at the faint floating clouds outside the window and thought lightly in his heart. ······ 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, and it only 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 ate with Chen's family without saying a word. Doesn't it seem like as his wife and mother, he has no say at all? "A husband whose relationship has broken down, a daughter who is no longer obedient..." Professor Lu felt that his life was too hard. When she saw clearly what her husband Song Zuomin was holding, Lu Man immediately said sarcastically, "I said Chen Zuomin was a Phoenix man from the countryside. You gave him a box of precious ginseng, but they got a bag of rice in return?" Neither Song Zuoming nor Song Shiwei, father and daughter, wanted to pay attention 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 immediately. The corners of her mouth twitched and she suddenly snorted, then she asked the nanny to help her cut it open. These two heartless guys, one big and one small, knew that they would be too angry to eat at noon, but they still remembered to bring back pineapple buns to apologize. By the time Song Zuomin came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and changing into pajamas, his wife had already shown off half of her clothes. "Is it tasty?" Song Zuomin asked with a smile. "Okay." Lu Man, who was no longer so angry, rarely gave her husband a good look. “This is what Chen Zhuo bought.” Song Zuoming said meaningfully. ······ (This chapter has a detailed outline, but I don’t know why it is so difficult to write. I have been revising it while thinking about the character dialogue, emotions and details. I will make up for the missing words later.) (End of this chapter)