Chapter 169 - 130: This Kid Has Been Secretly Doing Big Things Behind Our Backs
Lin Zhiqiang held back a laugh. ’This Zhou Yan must have some real skill to be able to annoy both sisters at the same time.’ He smiled and said, "Maybe Zhou Yan’s suggestions really are good. I’ve been jogging with him recently, and some of his views are so brilliant they even surprise me.
He’s young, but he’s not the type to just talk big. If he doesn’t know something, he listens attentively. But on topics he’s willing to discuss, he definitely has his own unique insights."
"Look at you, all smug. You’re pleased as punch, aren’t you?" Meng Anhe shot him a glare. Lin Zhiqiang was incredibly fond of Zhou Yan; he couldn’t wait for him and Xia Yao to get together.
Lin Zhiqiang smiled faintly. "You’ve watched Xia Yao grow up. Is she the kind of girl to be swayed by any small-town cook with a silver tongue? Obviously, Zhou Yan has some brilliant qualities you haven’t seen yet—qualities so dazzling that they impress even a golden girl like her, making her desperate to tell her mom all about him."
"You’ve hit the nail on the head there. If Zhou Yan were just some little cook who only knows how to sweet-talk, Xia Yao would never fall for him." Meng Anhe nodded. "My sister thinks so, too. That’s why she sent me this express letter, asking me to properly investigate Zhou Yan’s background. First, to check his character and abilities, and second, to see what his family upbringing is like."
"Upstanding character and outstanding ability—I can vouch for him on both counts," Lin Zhiqiang said with a smile. "Just look. He was fired because he clashed with Wang Defa while standing up for his master. And it turned out Wang Defa was just a greedy scoundrel. It shows Zhou Yan respects his elders and their teachings."
"He jumped into the Qingyi River to save Xia Yao without a second thought for his own safety. That kind of self-sacrificing spirit is more than enough proof of his excellent character."
"And there’s no question about his ability. After being fired from the textile factory, he immediately took advantage of the new policies and opened a restaurant. In just four short months, he’s made it a booming success and basically driven the factory cafeteria’s stir-fry counter out of business."
"Who could meet a young man like that and not say he’s something special?"
Meng Anhe listened and nodded silently. ’Even though Lin is biased toward Zhou Yan, every word he said is true.’ She had seen it all with her own eyes.
’In terms of character and ability alone, Zhou Yan really isn’t any worse than the recent university graduates from her design institute.’
’A university graduate only makes fifty yuan a month.’
’Zhou Yan’s restaurant is booming. He must make more than fifty yuan in a single day, right?’
"So how should I reply? Write a three-page letter of praise, too?" Meng Anhe looked at Lin Zhiqiang with a helpless sigh. "I’m afraid my sister will drag my brother-in-law onto the next plane over here."
"Just write the truth," Lin Zhiqiang said with a chuckle. "President Xia has only one precious daughter, and she’s doted on her since the day she was born. If her husband comes charging over tomorrow, I wouldn’t be surprised in the slightest."
"Let me think..." Meng Anhe rubbed her temples, then turned and switched off the TV. Looking at her two sons staring with glazed-over eyes, she roared, "Dinner! Stop watching that stupid show! You’re giving me a headache!"
Lin Jingxing immediately scampered obediently to the table and sat down.
Lin Bingwen, however, looked at Meng Anhe in amazement. "Mom? When did you learn to speak Sichuanese?"
SMACK! Meng Anhe’s hand shot out and smacked him on the butt.
"Because your mom has discovered that Sichuanese curses really roll off the tongue!" Meng Anhe sneered. "I’m the king of Shu Dao Mountain! If you keep standing there, I’m going to get your father’s belt!"
"Here!" Lin Zhiqiang immediately unbuckled his belt and handed it over.
"Dad! I thought we were comrades-in-arms! You traitor!" Lin Bingwen shrieked as he scrambled toward the table.
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