Chapter 144 The Ugly Son-in-Law Meets His Mother-in-Law

Upon hearing the noise, Xie Nanzhi immediately rushed out of the bedroom and anxiously asked, "Mom, what happened? Are you hurt somewhere?"

Wang Shufen stood up, her eyes widening in astonishment, then picked up Xie Nanzhi's marriage certificate. "Nanzhi, you're married? Who is this person? How did you get married so easily?"

Xie Nanzhi was stunned on the spot, completely distraught.

After hesitating for a while, Xie Nanzhi comforted Wang Shufen and made her sit down. "Mom, didn't you urge me to get married every day? Look, now that I'm married, you're unhappy again."

Wang Shufen was extremely anxious; her face showed no sign of joy, only worry.

Wang Shufen pulled Xie Nanzhi aside and said, "Mom is hoping you get married, but you can't just marry anyone. Do you even know them? If they're a good person, that's fine, but what if they're a scumbag?"

Xie Nanzhi smiled but remained silent.

To be honest, she didn't know if Wei Chizheng was a good person, but he probably wasn't a scumbag.

Wang Shufen frowned. "How can you still laugh? You didn't even tell me you were going to get the marriage certificate. At least let me check it out for you. You just got it so fresh and clean. Ugh, you're trying to drive me crazy!"

Xie Nanzhi took Wang Shufen's arm and said, "Ms. Wang, you're becoming more and more like a mother."

Wang Shufen was amused by Xie Nanzhi's words, "You child, I'm talking to you about serious matters, don't interrupt me."

"Alright, continue with the education you love."

Now that the deed is done, Wang Shufen couldn't very well let Xie Nanzhi get a divorce. After thinking it over, Wang Shufen suggested, "Bring him back tomorrow. I need to see him in person to put my mind at ease."

Xie Nanzhi's lips were stiff. "No need."

Wang Shufen said, "Even an ugly son-in-law has to meet his mother-in-law, right? Mom just wants to see what kind of person he is, and whether he can fool my daughter into getting a marriage certificate."

To be honest, using the word "deceive" is quite fitting.

Even now, Xie Nanzhi doesn't know why she agreed to get married. Mainly, she doesn't lack money and isn't a greedy person.

Finally, Xie Nanzhi attributed everything to the fact that she had been drinking that night and was not thinking clearly.

He couldn't refuse Wang Shufen; if he didn't bring Wei Chizheng to see her, this matter would never be over.

After dinner, Xie Nanzhi stood on the balcony, pacing back and forth with her phone in her hand, unable to figure out how to talk to Wei Chizheng.

After wandering around for half an hour, Xie Nanzhi finally mustered up the courage to call Wei Chizheng.

Wei Chizheng answered immediately, "Zhizhi."

Xie Nanzhi blushed at the sound of Zhizhi's voice. She pursed her lips and said, "There's something I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Wei Chizheng sat on the soft chair, a cigarette between his fingers, and said, "Hmm, okay."

Xie Nanzhi, "You agreed without even knowing what favor I asked you to do?"

Wei Chizheng casually stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. "You are my wife, and I will not refuse any of your requests."

Xie Nanzhi leaned against the railing, a slight smile playing on her lips. "My mom accidentally found our marriage certificate today, so she wants to meet you. Of course, if you don't have time, that's fine too."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Chizheng replied without hesitation, "I have time."

Uh, you agreed so easily?

What about all those excuses she prepared?

Xie Nanzhi tentatively asked, "How about tomorrow?"

Wei Chizheng said, "I'll do whatever you say."

She was even less likely to agree; had he agreed too readily?

Okay, he's been kind enough.

"Then let's do it tomorrow."

"good."

Xie Nanzhi told Wang Shufen the agreed time, and she went out to buy groceries early in the morning. After preparing breakfast, she started to plan the dinner.

Xie Nanzhi stood in the kitchen holding a sandwich, looking at her. "Mom, aren't you going to test him out? You don't need to prepare anything special, do you?"

Wang Shufen continued her work, saying, "It's just an inspection, but you're married now. There's no reason to be rude on your first visit. Go ahead and do your work; leave the household matters to Mom."

Wang Shufen urged Xie Nanzhi to go out, but when she couldn't persuade her, she stopped trying.

Xie Nanzhi did indeed have some business to attend to at the transportation company.

After changing into a more business-style outfit, Xie Nanzhi went out.

She walked into the office, where Mr. Dong had been waiting for a long time.

Xie Nanzhi said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dong, there was a traffic jam on the way, I'm late, have you been waiting for me?"

Mr. Dong, dressed in a Tang suit, said politely, "I just arrived recently, and your people have been making tea for me and preparing fruit and snacks. I'm so happy I don't want to leave."

The other person politely said that Xie Nanzhi couldn't take it for granted, "I'll treat you to lunch; it's been a long time since we've gotten together."

Mr. Dong said, "Let's skip the meal. I have some personal matters to attend to later. I came here today to discuss something with you."

Of the four major wharves in the port city, Dejia Wharf was owned by Xie Nanzhi, while the other three were all under the name of Dong Lao.

The Dejia Wharf was the most important transportation hub. It could be said that the port city's water transport was in the hands of Xie Nanzhi and Dong Lao.

Previously, Xie Wanli sold fake antiques to Mr. Dong, and it was Xie Nanzhi who helped him recover his losses. The two have maintained contact privately and can be considered friends despite their age difference.

Mr. Dong came here this time to discuss a business deal with Xie Nanzhi.

After Mr. Dong finished speaking, Xie Nanzhi pondered, "Mr. Dong, this deal is good, and there is almost no risk for our two families. However, is there really such a good thing as a pie falling from the sky?"

A businessman from the north wanted to build a cargo ship and wanted to cooperate with their dock. In other words, they didn't need to invest any money, but only needed to provide dock facilities. They would use this part of the cost to invest in the cargo ship, each holding a 10% stake.

Xie Nanzhi did the math and realized that the profit was much higher than the dock's costs. If she were the owner of the cargo ship, she would never do such a losing business.

Mr. Dong explained, “I also asked that boss, and he said he only wanted convenience and didn’t want any trouble later. My understanding is that he’s not short of money and is paying for peace of mind. Besides, this is entirely beneficial to us, so there’s no reason for us not to make money.”

Even so, Xie Nanzhi still wanted to be cautious, "What's their background? Have you investigated?"

Old Master Dong: "Not yet. He just mentioned this to me, and I came right away to ask for your opinion. Oh, and don't forget to come to the guild meeting in Hong Kong on Saturday."

The port city is surrounded by the sea and has a long history of maritime trade. Many rules and regulations have been passed down from the older generation, and the annual guild meeting is the highlight.

As the owner of Dejia Wharf, Xie Nanzhi was required to attend.

"Okay, then see you on Saturday. As for the cargo ship investment, let me think about it some more and I'll give you an answer on Saturday."

"Okay, then see you on Saturday."

...

Xie Nanzhi was busy until the afternoon and hurriedly went home. Wang Shufen hadn't had a moment's rest all day. When she got home, she felt that the walls had become noticeably brighter.

The fruit on the coffee table was cut into evenly sized pieces, and fresh flowers were placed on the dining table and in the foyer. The whole house was spotless.

Xie Nanzhi joked, "Mom, are you serious?"

Wang Shufen was swinging a large ladle in the kitchen, sparks flying, and said, "Just leave it alone, go call your husband and ask how much longer until they arrive?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Xie Nanzhi heard the doorbell ring.

Is he Cao Cao?

So easily forgotten.