Chapter 20 Chapter 20 This Mr. Song will not be interested in him...

After dinner, Xu Zhixi volunteered to clear the table. As soon as his hands touched the dishes and chopsticks, Xu Youyang slapped his hands: "Don't touch."

Xu Zhixi withdrew her hand helplessly: "Are these dishes and chopsticks inlaid with gold?" She couldn't even touch them, as if she would contaminate them.

Xu Youyang quickly piled the dishes on the table and said without looking up, "You're already doing housework right after you get home. Dad's worried you'll be too diligent after you get married."

Xu Zhixi: "...Dad?"

How can you say that about your own daughter?

Isn't diligence a good quality? Or perhaps she hasn't kept up with the current state of society and doesn't realize that diligence has become a derogatory term.

"Go back to your room and rest. Otherwise, when you go out with your friends tomorrow, they'll say your dad asked you to do chores right after you got home."

“…”Is she that kind of person?

Xu Youyang put the dishes into the kitchen, wiped the table skillfully, and returned to the kitchen to wash.

The two of them only had a few dishes to clean up after dinner, so they finished in just a few minutes. Xu Youyang took off his apron and emerged from the kitchen. He saw his daughter lazily slouching on the sofa. Just as he was about to ask her if she wanted to go shopping together, the phone rang.

He wiped the water off his hands, took out his cell phone and answered the call.

"Hey, Lao Li, what's wrong?"

"Lao Xu, change into clean clothes and come to school now."

Xu Youyang was stunned: "Are there any activities?"

Old Li said, "Someone from higher up is coming down, probably to check on the school's construction. The principal has even come personally to accompany them. You should hurry up too."

Is someone coming down from above?

Are you here to inspect again?

Xu Youyang responded with a "yes" to the other end of the conversation. Just as he was about to go back to his bedroom to change, he turned back halfway and looked at Xu Zhixi. He instructed, "Dad's going to school. I don't know when he'll be back. If you're hungry, order takeout. Don't make something unpalatable yourself."

Xu Zhixi: “…” Just order takeout, what’s the point of taking the opportunity to criticize her cooking skills?

Xu Youyang went back to his room and changed into something a little more decent. Before leaving, he couldn't help but give Xu Zhixi a few words of advice and hurried out.

For convenience, he rides an electric bike.

The drizzle just stopped. Judging from the weather, it shouldn't rain again today.

Zhangcheng is a niche tourist city without any spectacular attractions, but it has a quiet environment with few people, making it suitable for retirement and settlement, as well as for adjusting the body and mind.

During the Qingming Festival holiday these days, there are many more tourists on the streets, and it is much more lively than usual.

About ten minutes later, Xu Youyang arrived at the school.

The school was closed for the holidays, and the place was deserted, quiet, and peaceful, with practically no one around. Xu Youyang headed straight for the school conference room, only to run into Old Li, who was on the phone.

Old Li said something to the person on the other end of the phone, hung up, and waved for him to come over.

Xu Youyang asked, "Who's coming down this time?"

Old Li gestured for him to look in the direction of the basketball court. Xu Youyang followed his gaze and spotted a group of people walking slowly around the court. Although he couldn't see their faces, they were all dressed in formal attire and looked dignified.

Old Li said, "There was a man who only said he was Mr. Song, and his specific background was unclear. But I heard from the principal that he donates to schools in mountainous areas every year, but he just doesn't allow the media to report it. He came today and it is said that he is also going to make a donation, and the amount can reach at least...this number." When he said the last three words, he gestured with his hands.

Xu Youyang frowned: "Five million?"

Lao Li corrected: "Fifty million."

Xu Youyang couldn't help but gasp: "Fifty million?"

Although their Zhangcheng No. 1 High School is a key high school in the city, there are so many key high schools in the country, so how could this "living Bodhisattva" choose their school?

He had never heard of such a large donation in any high school.

Could it be that this rich man had studied at this school and came here specifically to give back to his alma mater?

He couldn't think of any other possibility except this.

Every once in a while, an inspection team would come to inspect the school's work. Although everyone was able to cope with it quite well, they were still nervous every time, fearing that something might go wrong.

This time, there is a new big sponsor who can make a huge contribution to the school's construction. The school naturally works harder, for fear of offending the sponsor and causing him to not send the donation to the school.

The two of them walked towards the pedestrians together. Old Li thought for a moment and couldn't help but remind them, "Mr. Song is a man of few words and doesn't seem to like being courted. If you can keep quiet for a while, please do so."

Although they didn't know the specific background of this person, he was obviously of great importance since he could make the inspection team treat him with such respect. They just had to be careful in treating him and not flatter him too much. It would never go wrong.

Xu Youyang was not the type to flatter others, so he nodded and followed the others.

As the two people got closer, they could faintly hear the sound of several people talking.

Lin Ke was the first to notice the two figures. He looked at Xu Youyang several times, and after confirming his identity, he whispered a few words to Song Qiming beside him. Song Qiming stopped and shifted his gaze to the back.

When everyone saw Song Qiming stop, they also stopped and followed his gaze. The principal smiled brightly and introduced everyone: "This is Lao Xu, our No. 1 Middle School's Dean of Studies. Thanks to Dean Xu, the school has been so well managed over the years."

Song Qiming looked at the gentle and refined Xu Youyang. From his appearance alone, he didn't look like a strict principal at all. Instead, he looked more like a gentle scholar, full of bookish air and good conversation.

Arriving at the school, Song Qiming smiled but didn't say much. This time, he extended his hand and politely said, "Hello, Director Xu."

Song Qiming knew his son well. Since he had mentioned that she was his "future daughter-in-law" that day, it meant that he had already decided on Director Xu's daughter, and that their two families would be future in-laws.

Xu Youyang had just heard Old Li describe this man as so mysterious, and had thought he was difficult to get along with. Now that he saw someone actively greeting him, his tense nerves relaxed a little. He extended his hand for a brief handshake and politely said, "Mr. Song, is this your first time here?"

Song Qiming smiled faintly: "First time here."

No one expected that Song Qiming would be so friendly to Xu Youyang, unlike the distant attitude he had towards other people. Everyone looked at him with surprise.

Seeing this, the principal calmly hinted to him to have a good chat with Mr. Song.

Xu Youyang was given the task at a critical moment. Although he didn't know how to chat, he still went forward.

Fortunately, he didn't need to take the initiative to find topics, as the other party seemed to have a lot to say and looked happy to chat with him.

Originally, the principal and another leader were talking to Song Qiming, but after Xu Youyang came, the two of them started chatting alone, and he gradually fell behind.

Song Qiming's manners and speech were elegant and dignified. Even when he asked about personal matters, he didn't feel offensive; instead, it was like a casual chat, making people relax. After a casual conversation, he asked gently, "Director Xu, I heard your daughter just graduated?"

Xu Youyang's relaxed mood suddenly turned into alertness: "How did you know?"

"Don't be nervous." Song Qiming smiled. "I just heard everyone talking about it, so I asked casually. If you feel offended, I apologize."

The other party was so polite, obviously without any malicious intent. Xu Youyang felt ashamed and gradually let down his guard. "My daughter did graduate not long ago and is now working in Hangzhou. I don't expect her to be successful one day and live a carefree life for the rest of her life."

Song Qiming nodded: "Well, this point must be satisfied."

"What?" Xu Youyang didn't quite understand.

Song Qiming only smiled faintly and asked, "Director Xu, have you ever thought about when your daughter will get married?"

The information Song Qiming had obtained indicated that Xu Zhixi's family was in Zhangcheng, and he had brought his newlywed wife here to relax for a few days. He also remembered that Xu Zhixi's father was a teacher at Zhangcheng No. 1 Middle School, and that the Song Group regularly donated to the school's infrastructure. Since they were already there, he decided to visit Zhangcheng No. 1 Middle School to discuss the donations and meet his future in-law.

With the current status of the Song family, they no longer need to rely on marriage for stable development, so he never asked his son to find a girl of equal status.

After knowing that Song Jing was in love, he immediately sent people to investigate. After confirming that Xu Zhixi had a clean background and a simple family structure, he felt relieved.

Despite her family background, Xu Zhixi is quite a capable person. She earned admission to a prestigious university through her own hard work and landed a job at a major company after graduation, only to be forced to resign due to unfounded charges. Despite the company's treatment, she remained steadfast and fought hard to secure the compensation she deserved, demonstrating her innocence.

All in all, he was not dissatisfied with his future daughter-in-law.

Now that I have seen my future relative in person, I found that he is just as well-mannered and well-spoken as the information I have investigated has shown, and the last bit of worry in my heart has disappeared.

Although their family backgrounds were very different, the other party had no shortcomings in knowledge and vision.

Song Qiming suddenly asked about his daughter's marriage. Xu Youyang thought it was just a question of curiosity and didn't think much about it. He smiled and shook his head: "Stay a few more years if possible."

"It's time to think about it carefully."

"If parents don't consider their children, no one else will. However, it all depends on the children themselves."

Song Qiming agreed: "But I always hope that my boy can get married soon."

Xu Youyang followed up the topic and asked, "Did your son just graduate as well?"

"It's been many years since we graduated." Song Qiming frowned as he spoke of Song Jing. "My son has been more mature than his peers since he was young. He only has work in his eyes. To be honest, I'm afraid that one day he will not be able to bear it anymore, and I will have to send him off."

Xu Youyang empathizes with his daughter, who often worries about working too hard. "Yes, children nowadays are not like us. We have too much mental pressure and work endlessly. We don't know that health is the capital of revolution."

Song Qiming smiled and said, "That's why I was thinking, when will he have someone who can take care of him? Then I can feel at ease."

Xu Youyang was about to say that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but suddenly he realized something and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Mr. Song has fallen for his daughter?

He was about to ask a few indirect questions when Lin Ke, who was following behind him, stepped forward and said respectfully, "Sir, the lady is ready now. When can you come over?"

Song Qiming subconsciously looked at Xu Youyang.

Xu Youyang immediately smiled and said, "You are busy."

Song Qiming gave him an apologetic smile, shook his hand again, and said, "Nice to meet Director Xu. Next time I host, you must bring your daughter along."

Xu Youyang responded politely on the surface, but he became more alert in his heart.

Just treat him to a meal, why ask him to bring his daughter?

Blind date?

After seeing Song Qiming off, Xu Youyang pulled Old Li aside and said with a frown, "Is this Mr. Song... interested in my daughter?"

Old Li chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "Old Xu, what are you thinking? Although your Zhixi is a treasure, didn't you hear his driver just say that his wife is here too?"

"I mean, he wants to find a wife for his son."

Otherwise, Mr. Song asked about his daughter's situation, asked him at what age he planned to let his daughter get married, and finally mentioned that he wanted his son to get married earlier, and asked him to bring his daughter to dinner later. Isn't his intention obvious?

But Mr. Song has never even seen his daughter, so how could he be so attracted to her?

Or maybe he was just overthinking it.

Or maybe this Mr. Song has been eyeing his daughter Zhizhi for a long time.

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and Xu Youyang couldn't help but worry.

Old Li couldn't help but laugh, "You really think too much. He's a big shot who can donate 50 million to the school. His family assets are at least hundreds of millions. If he wants to find a wife for his son, he must choose a daughter of a well-off family. There's no way he'll find someone from a well-off family like ours."

That was true, but Xu Youyang still felt uneasy: "Lao Li, I still..."

"No more, no more." Old Li was quite amused and waved his hands with a smile: "I have to go over and keep you company. We can talk later if there's anything else."

Xu Youyang opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

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Xu Zhixi, who was secretly studying at home, didn't know that trouble could come from the sky when he was at home. He racked his brains to solve the questions in the textbook.

Suddenly she heard the door open, and she was so scared that she quickly put away her books and quickly switched the online class on her iPad to a TV series.

There were two knocks on the bedroom door. She stood up and opened it, smiling and saying, "Dad, you're back?"

Xu Youyang looked her over for a few seconds, and instead of asking her directly about Song Qiming, he asked in a different way: "Zhizhi, are you hiding something from Dad?"

Xu Zhixi's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and composed: "What can I hide from you?"

"Really?"

"Dad, have you been teaching so many students that you've started to have wild thoughts?"

Although Xu Zhixi acted perfectly, Xu Youyang still wasn't completely convinced: "Then why is there a Mr. Song who keeps asking Dad about you today?"

Mr. Song?

Xu Zhixi's nerves suddenly tensed up, but she felt that Song Jing was not such a rash person, and she was sure that he had never come to Zhangcheng.

"Did you make a mistake?" She would never admit to being in a relationship. She was not ready to fall in love under her father's nose.

Seeing that he could not get any useful information out of him, Xu Youyang excluded Xu Zhixi from the list of "suspects".

But he was even more confused.

I always feel that Mr. Song has ulterior motives towards his daughter, but I can't find any clues.

Seeing that he was having such a headache, Xu Zhixi carefully asked him what happened at school. Xu Youyang told him everything, and after listening to it, Xu Zhixi felt very upset: "Dad, what are you thinking about?"

Her father has always been a down-to-earth and pragmatic man, so why did he do such magical and unrealistic melodrama?

No matter who a billionaire wants to choose as his daughter-in-law, there is no way he would choose her.

Did she have an exceptionally good uterus that allowed her to give birth to nine sons in one pregnancy, leading to a nine-son competition for the throne in her family? Or was it that his son was impotent, and only she was special enough to help his son get pregnant, so he needed her to help his family continue the family line?

Apart from these, she really couldn't think of any other reasons that would make this rich man fall in love with her.

Is my father drifting away?

Such an outrageous speculation actually came about.

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