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Chapter 231 - You Took Advantage of Me

Ye Ling found herself at a loss for words upon hearing this.

She was dismayed by her father's lack of steadfast principles, especially how swiftly he had warmed up to Su Ming.

“Mother.”

Ye Ling turned her gaze towards Chu Qiuyun.

She hurried over to Chu Qiuyun and embraced her arm affectionately.

“My dear mom.”

With a playful demeanor, she gently swayed Chu Qiuyun's arm.

“Enough!”

Chu Qiuyun expressed her exasperation.

Gently, Chu Qiuyun flicked Ye Ling's forehead.

“I consider myself quite reasonable.”

“Given that you've introduced a boyfriend, I'd like to meet him. If you two truly match well, I'll have no objections.”

“Certainly!”

Joy immediately spread across Ye Ling's face.

“Mom, you're truly wonderful!”

Ye Ling couldn't contain her happiness and leaped for joy.

“Is the story you told about the wine accurate?”

Ye Feng whispered, his voice tinged with excitement.

“Absolutely!”

Ye Ling responded, her face beaming with a smile.

This caused Ye Feng's eyes to sparkle with anticipation.

Suddenly, Chu Qiuyun's gaze fell upon him.

“I'll be thoroughly evaluating him tomorrow!”

This declaration prompted Ye Feng to adopt a more solemn demeanor.

Chu Qiuyun found herself at a loss on how to manage their antics.

With a sigh, she resignedly shook her head.

Deciding to apply a facial mask to soothe her frazzled nerves seemed like the next best step.

“What brand of wine did he purchase?”

Approaching the bathroom, Chu Qiuyun overheard the whispered exchanges between Ye Feng and Ye Ling.

“The wine he selected is all top-notch.”

“Really?”

“Definitely!”

“I'm thoroughly impressed by his choice! How delightful!”

Their conversation was filled with cheerful banter.

Chu Qiuyun forcefully opened the door.

Startled, the two exchanged nervous glances before attempting to compose themselves.

They chuckled nervously and began to tidy up.

The following morning, Su Ming rose at the crack of dawn.

He then made his way to the agricultural zone to apply fertilizer to the crops.

The crops were flourishing impressively.

Notably, the cotton plants had seen significant growth and were on the verge of flowering.

Su Ming took a moment to assess the timing.

His prior efforts in watering and fertilizing had expedited the cotton's growth by nearly a day.

This meant it would reach maturity in three days' time.

He pondered what kind of harvest it would yield.

The anticipation piqued Su Ming's curiosity.

Having attended to his agricultural duties, he proceeded to the gate and swung it open.

The sight that greeted him was utterly astonishing.

A large gathering awaited him at the entrance!

Among them stood two middle-aged individuals, each in their fifties, adorned with straw hats and traditional cloth shoes.

Hoes rested upon their shoulders, and buckets were held in their grasp.

Their attire was reminiscent of classic farmers.

A crowd of individuals, clad in suits and ties, accompanied them.

This formally dressed group stood in contrast to the farmer-like appearance of President Chen and Wang Guohui.

To make the most of their time and extend their work at Su Ming's location, they opted to relocate the morning meeting to the vicinity of Su Ming's entrance.

The duo comprised a bank worker and a trade company representative.

To the general public, their careers were seen as highly desirable.

Normally, they would be expected to be in their offices, leisurely reading newspapers and sipping tea.

Yet, they appeared here dressed for a different occasion.

One positioned themselves to the left of the entrance, while the other took up a spot on the right.

They were each flanked by their respective groups of staff.

Armed with pen and paper, they diligently took notes.

President Chen mentioned, “There's a particularly key client coming, who happens to be a close friend of mine.”

Wang Guohui introduced, “This individual you're referring to? He's my nephew.”

“I hold his father in high regard, often addressing him as uncle. It's crucial he doesn't feel overlooked.”

Their dialogue seemed oddly linked, leaving President Chen briefly puzzled, though he quickly dismissed it.

Such a scenario was purely coincidental.

“Yes, this person is a friend of mine.”

This was promptly followed by Wang Guohui's interjection.

At this, President Chen felt immediate displeasure.

“Wang, what are you implying?”

“Chen, your remarks are baffling, aren't they?”

“Are you implying you're unaware of the implications of your own words?”

“You've got it all wrong!”

“All I mentioned was my brother's visit for business, and you claim he's your nephew. I stated his father is my uncle, and you assert that his father is your brother. Are you suggesting I am your son?”

“If that's the case, then consider me your father.”

“You're insufferable!”

“How dare you insult me?”

“Yes, I dare to rebuke you.”

“I'm inclined to confront you physically!”

“And I, you!”

The elderly duo, armed with gardening tools, commenced a scuffle right at the entrance.

Their teams watched, utterly dumbfounded and speechless.

“It's time to depart.”

“Let's head back home.”

“Director Wu, your company has significantly contributed to our bank's business.”

“Mr. Zhang, your loans have been a great support to us.”

“This exemplifies a mutually beneficial relationship!”

“Exactly!”

“Has anyone not had breakfast yet? It's on me!”

“No, you were the host last time. Allow me to cover it this time!”

“Great! There's a breakfast spot right nearby. Let's go there!”

“Off we go!”

Meanwhile, the elderly pair continued their altercation.

Eventually, their teams went off to grab breakfast together.

“Wang, it seems you're growing stronger.”

“Chen, I'm not at my best today. Let's postpone to another date!”

They paused, hands on hips, trying to regain their breath.

“Let's resume the meeting!”

“And pick up our discussion!”

Turning around, they were astonished to see their staff had left for the breakfast stall, with some even engaging in conversation hand in hand.

They exchanged glances in disbelief.

Su Ming cleared his throat from the entrance.

In unison, they inquired.

“Mr. Su, how long have you been standing there?”

“I've been here quite a while.”

Su Ming responded with a smile.

“Noticing more weeds sprouting.”

“And the soil has dried out again.”

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