"Grandpa, rest assured, I won’t let you have a hard time explaining to Grandma."
"You little rascal!"
Mr. Song wished he could give him a kick, but luckily there weren’t many people around. Otherwise, what about his dignity?
The two exchanged a few words before returning to their usual selves.
It’s strange, really. Song Shiyu wasn’t close to his parents, but he got along well with his grandfather.
"The young lady has been in Imperial City for a while now. When do you plan to bring her home?"
He glared at him and asked.
This time, it was genuine concern, unrelated to others.
"In a little while."
Song Shiyu thought for a moment, "She’s just started university, quite busy with studies."
Even though he was closer to his grandfather, it wasn’t to the extent of sharing everything.
He couldn’t possibly say she’s busy making money and has no time to entertain him.
"Our Song Family doesn’t just look at family background. If we did, who else could match us?"
Mr. Song added this line, thinking Song Shiyu was worried Chi Youyou would be disapproved of by the family.
Song Shiyu: "..."
Grandpa, could you be a little less narcissistic?
"Here’s the thing, if she’s willing, bring her to the birthday banquet at the end of the month to meet everyone."
"Okay."
Mr. Song thought for a moment and spoke. If his grandson liked her, he needed to back him up.
He had heard a lot about the young girl, not just from his second daughter-in-law, but also from some of his old friends.
That’s how it is at a high position; every move and word is scrutinized by everyone.
Any little thing at home becomes widely known across the city.
But still...
Rumors were flying everywhere, yet they themselves hadn’t even met the girl. That wouldn’t do.
Mr. Song had a straightforward way of thinking: no matter how dissatisfied the family might be, they needed to present a united front.
No matter what, since she now carried the label of Young Master Song’s fiancée, she was considered part of the Song Family. Outsiders had no right to gossip!
"By the way, what’s the company’s view on live streaming?"
Mr. Song suddenly thought of this and asked.
"The live streaming market has been under research; we have a new product launch in the fall, and we might use live streaming to open it."
After discussing family matters, they went straight into business.
Mr. Song always said he wanted to enjoy his retirement, but he couldn’t just stop.
"Yeah, the smart agriculture project?"
Song Shiyu nodded.
"These days, I’ve been watching live streams too."
"Oh? Do you have any suggestions, Grandpa?"
"Try these fruits first, and then we’ll talk."
Song Shiyu: ???
He looked at the sliced pears and apples on the table, puzzled, but had a sudden realization...
What a coincidence?
When he entered earlier, he saw the servants cleaning up express packages; the boxes looked familiar.
"Grandpa thinks a certain streamer has the capability to handle our products?"
"I saw her; she’s just a new streamer, with fewer followers compared to the top ones, but I think her potential is much greater."
"Seems like you have high hopes for her, Grandpa."
Song Shiyu suddenly understood Jiang An’s feelings. The urge to laugh, yet unable to, was truly an internal struggle!
"In the end, it’s up to you how to proceed. I’m just giving a suggestion."
Mr. Song wasn’t impressed at first, but Mr. Shen had brought such delicious fruits!
So, he had a bunch of people help him snag some!
"You should also watch her live stream... Oh, she’s off today, tomorrow then. I’ll send you the stream link."
Song Shiyu: "..."
Sorry, Grandpa, not only did I subscribe, but I’m also the top supporter in her live room.
Of course, he didn’t say that. He just kept a calm expression and nodded, "Sure, Grandpa."