Chapter 27: Xiao Jin is Here

The day of the meeting was set on a snowy weekend, and Zhou’s father personally took Zhou Mushi to the hotel. Before leaving, he reminded him to dress formally.

Zhou Mushi pursed his lips and considered whether or not to tell his dad the truth that Jin Yang was his ex-boyfriend, but seeing the old man’s spirited attitude, he decided to let it go.

This is like a venerable monk who has spent his whole life capturing millennial demons, but in the end, he is tripped up by a young demon who has only practiced for three hundred years.

It’s a pity that his dad, who has spent his whole life in the business world and thinks he has a sharp eye for judging whether people are good or bad, never expected that he would be so single-mindedly digging himself into a pit now.

Zhou Mushi casually put on a plain-colored sweater and an inconspicuous black down jacket, and sat in the back seat of the car playing on his phone.

After being single for a long time, he doesn’t feel like he necessarily needs a significant other or anything like that. Isn’t the phone entertaining enough? Why go through the trouble of finding a person just to torment oneself?

Zhou Mushi didn’t expect that Jin Liansheng, the head of Yucheng Group, would come in person to deal with the matter of finding a partner for his godson among men.

This person looks to be in his fifties, with a bit of weight gain from middle age, and an overall wealthy appearance. However, one can also see from his thick eyebrows and big eyes that he was probably a handsome man when he was younger.

Surprisingly, only Mr. Jin is here, but not his godson.

Mr. Zhou and Mr. Jin shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, but from the flattering tone, you could tell that their relationship wasn’t that great.

“Oh, this must be your younger son. He looks like a talented young man! He seems like a good kid just by looking at him.”

Zhou Qingwen’s face lit up with a smile, but he said, “‘No, no, he was just fumbling around. It’s not as good as you think. It’s nothing compared to Jin Yang’s skills.”

In front of outsiders, Zhou Mushi still wanted to give his father face and reluctantly said, “Mr. Jin is good.”

That comment sounds a bit formal. In fact, they’re not really in a work-related relationship now, and according to these old men’s thinking, Zhou Mushi should call Mr. Jin ‘Uncle Jin’ instead.

Both of them are cunning old foxes who have been mixing in the market for centuries. No one will let the situation become awkward at this point.”

“This child seems quite shy.”

“Take it slow, take it slow, there’s no need to rush.”

Mr. Jin looked at the time on his phone and said, “I didn’t expect you to come so early. I told Jin Yang to come at eleven thirty.”

Zhou Qingwen waved his hand repeatedly and said, “It’s not a big deal, it’s not a big deal. We came early on purpose. Jin Yang is doing quite well in our industry these days.”

“Hey, young people have some ambition, they’ll need to work harder in the future.”

Zhou Mushi was bored listening to the two old men chatting nonsense and stared absentmindedly at the gradually falling snow outside.

At 11:20, the figure of that person appeared downstairs.

He got off an expensive car and was wearing a long windbreaker. His height of 1.83 meters made him look perfectly proportioned.

Zhou Mushi shook his head and suddenly realized that there was no difference between this person and those who had really come out with a silver spoon in their mouths. He did not look like someone who had gone through hard times or worked at the grassroots level.

When the door to the private room was knocked, Jin Liansheng and Zhou Qingwen were having a heated conversation.

“Oh, Xiao Jin is here, please come in.”

Upon hearing this, the person outside pushed open the door and immediately saw all three people in the room. His godfather was one thing, but he was surprised to find a young man he had once known well among them.

The business etiquette made Jin Yang first offer a humble and generous smile before entering the room.

Zhou Mushi lifted his eyes and realized that five years had gone by, and there was a difference between a thirty-year-old “mature man” and a twenty-five-year-old.