Liu Zhizhong smiled, still looking a little embarrassed, and said, "Well... hasn't the eldest son of the Xiang family always had a crush on Director Feng? If he finds out that someone is trying to arrange a marriage with Director Feng at this time, would he just stand by and do nothing? So, why should I be afraid? Even if the Tiandu Family is very powerful, they wouldn't risk making enemies with the powerful Zheng, Qian, and Xiang families at the same time, would they?"
Hearing this, Zheng Xitong's eyes widened, and then he chuckled, nodding his head.
"You kid, your reasoning and assumptions are correct. Indeed, Xiang Wenhua has always wanted to marry Xiaoyue, but unfortunately..."
He shook his head and changed the subject, "Of course, in the traditional sense, Xiaoyue is in her three-year mourning period, so it is not appropriate to talk about marriage now. The Tiandu Family is truly troublesome. However, with your reasoning, at least you are safe, and the other party might not dare to do anything to you. If they dare to retaliate against you, the Zheng, Qian, and Xiang families would not sit idly by."
"Hmm, with Third Uncle saying this, I feel assured."
"Don't worry, Xiao Liu. Third Uncle won't harm you. Do your best. As long as you stay within the range of the Southwest Conference, you can climb to whatever level of official rank you wish, hehe..."
"I'll take your auspicious words, Third Uncle. I'll also work hard..."
Having reached an agreement, they drank beer with even more gusto that night.
They drank cup after cup, smoked cigarettes, ate delicious dishes that paired perfectly with the beer, enjoyed the breeze, the moon, and the floral scents, feeling utterly at ease.
When the time was right, Liu Zhizhong got up to take his leave. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥
At this moment, Zheng Xitong didn't insist on him staying to drink more. Instead, he said, "Xiao Liu, you should really return home tonight!"
Zheng Xitong assigned a servant from the household to drive a Mercedes-Benz to take Liu Zhizhong home. He personally saw him off to the parking lot, smiling warmly as if he wasn't drunk at all.
In reality, Zheng Xitong had a high alcohol tolerance and was far from drunk.
Liu Zhizhong, on the other hand, also had quite a capacity for alcohol. Slightly tipsy, he got into the car and left.
Through the rearview mirror, he could see Zheng Xitong standing at the gate, watching him until the car turned a corner and the smiling tiger was no longer visible...
Of course, Liu Zhizhong didn't know that once Zheng Xitong could no longer see the car, his expression turned serious. He walked back into the estate and went straight to his father's room to find Mr. Zheng.
At this time, Mr. Zheng had not yet gone to sleep.
As an elderly man, he naturally slept less, often staying up late but still able to wake up early.
Mr. Zheng was sitting on the balcony of his study, connected to his bedroom, drinking tea. There were no lights on, the moonlight was brilliant, stars were numerous, and the fragrance of tea filled the air, creating a very refined atmosphere.
His third son arrived just in time, respectfully sitting down in front of Mr. Zheng. He no longer wore a smile but instead had a serious and cautious expression.
"Father, you're still awake?"
Mr. Zheng replied, "How can I sleep before things are settled? Did Xiao Liu agree?"
"He had no choice but to agree! Fortunately, this kid is quite adept and has established connections with the Qian and Xiang families. He seems very capable and is indeed a useful person."
"Hmm, he agreed... he agreed..." Mr. Zheng repeatedly tapped the lid of his tea bowl, murmuring to himself, his expression serious as if he was deep in thought, pondering something.