No one knew what Zhou Jiao told Miao Tianming on that day in a VIP room at the Beijing Hotel where a famous overseas Chinese was staying.

Many years later, someone suddenly realized through this familiar name that the orphan rescued by the Zhou family girl had returned to China that year.

Of course, this "no one knows" does not include Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhang Guoqing, the father-in-law and son-in-law. However, compared to Zhang Guoqing, Zhou Xiaozheng only heard this sentence from his daughter.

"Dad, I plan to take advantage of Xiaoming's return trip to discuss the next step of investment with him."

Zhou Xiaozheng asked seriously, "Has it been confirmed?"

"Yes."

Zhou Xiaozheng pondered for a moment and looked at her. "Prepare a meal at the old house tomorrow night. Your Uncle Deng, Uncle Hu and I will meet him."

Zhou Jiao's eyes widened in surprise, "Dad, isn't this too grand?"

"It's just a family dinner."

Zhou Jiao frowned. "I know you're planning to set me up, but is it necessary? If the Miao family really wants to investigate thoroughly, will it expose my mother's background?"

"Don't you have confidence in your dad?" Zhou Xiaozheng tugged at her hair with a smile, then looked at her seriously, "Although I don't know how far you're going to go next?

But I believe my daughter has the ability to recoup tens of millions of dollars with just over 200,000 yuan. If she fails, it's not a big deal, but if she succeeds, it will probably be a big deal."

Zhou Jiao nodded solemnly, without any modesty. She was reluctant to reveal that she was about to invest in the famous Italian general strike.

Because even if she told her father now, he probably wouldn't believe it. It was only January, and Italy had only just begun to show some signs.

Who would have believed that a country could not suppress its people? Who could have foreseen that in June, strikes would spread across the country and into various industries?

Zhou Xiaozheng's eyes flashed, "They have mentioned your investment privately before. Let's put it on the table while Xiaoming is back."

Zhou Jiao nodded with a smile, "Then I'll make a list and show it to you all tomorrow night."

"Smart!" Zhou Xiaozheng praised his daughter and then gave her a worried warning, "Be careful of those old foxes. Don't let them use you as a tool."

"I'm not afraid, you're here."

Zhou Xiaozheng smiled and nodded. He could still protect his daughter. Otherwise, with her current achievements, she would have been taken abroad as a "laborer" long ago.

The country is in trouble, but his daughter is too weak to bear the consequences. If she fails, she will not be able to bear the consequences. He, Zhou Xiaozheng, is not great enough to sacrifice his daughter for the country.

It was already late at night when Zhang Guoqing came back from overtime. Seeing that the light in the left study was still on, he sighed inwardly, knocked on the door and went in - his father-in-law was working hard again.

"Dad, you're already over sixty. If you keep working so hard, I'll have to tell Jiaojiao."

Zhou Xiaozheng glanced at him speechlessly, what a terrible child! He is over sixty in total, and he is over sixty to remind himself that he is old. Do you want to get together for a meal?

Zhang Guoqing ignored his complaints, walked up behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, squeezed them, and couldn't help but complain to him, "Look at your muscles, you still think you are a young man..."

While Zhou Xiaozheng was enjoying his son-in-law's massage, he quickly interrupted him and gave him a brief account of the conversation between father and daughter tonight. He still had to make some arrangements.

After the conversation between the father-in-law and son-in-law ended, Zhou Xiaozheng hurried him to get some midnight snack and go back to his room to rest. He thought he was old? This brat is already forty.

In the bedroom upstairs, Zhou Jiao knew that Zhang Guoqing was back, but she had to finish a detailed plan, and the father-in-law and son-in-law would chat for a while every night when they were at home.

So she didn't go downstairs.

So when Zhang Guoqing came in, he saw his wife smiling at him and then continuing to write, "Have you figured out something about the Miao family?"

Denying that she would not take the next step given her suspicious nature.

"Yes. Go to bed and wait for me. I'll be done soon. There are still some issues I need to discuss with you. It will be too late to wait until tomorrow."

Zhang Guoqing stepped forward, took the pen from her hand, pulled her up, and frowned disapprovingly, "What's more important than your health? Isn't it time? Rest first."

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Zhou Jiao didn't care about any plans at all. She took his arm, smiled ingratiatingly, and quickly coaxed him to go wash up.

"Brother, are you very tired recently? How about taking a few days off to rest?"

"No, I'll be free in a while." Zhang Guoqing held the person in his arms and patted her gently. "But you, remember to ask Xiaoming to open a few more accounts."

"Understood. I'll follow your instructions and go in in batches. Safety first."

Zhang Guoqing smiled. No matter how flattering her reply, he still had to give Miao Tianming some instructions tomorrow night. "How's Evra doing lately? Have you heard?"

"Xiao Ming said the young man has good character. Besides collecting data for me over the past six months, he also used his own commission to trade a few times when oil futures were still fluctuating. He said he was practicing his skills and is now waiting for us to start. He was also the first one to notice something was amiss with the Italian data and collect it."

"Originally, Xiao Ming had planned to bring him back to China for us to see, but after much deliberation, he decided the time was not right and returned alone."

Zhang Guoqing hummed, then remained silent for a moment. "I'll make the arrangements tomorrow night. You just need to prepare the list. I'll discuss the details with Xiao Ming later."

"OK."

"Jiaojiao, it's not that I don't trust your ability to handle things, but I'm still a little worried." Zhang Guoqing sighed secretly, "I can't afford the risk of you making any mistakes."

Zhou Jiao rubbed her face against his chest and said that no matter how much she reassured him, it would be better for him to get involved. From another perspective, she would also be worried about him.

The next day, Zhou Jiao met with Miao Tianming again. After issuing the invitation, she also discussed some issues that she would face.

When you meet someone after three days, you should look at him with new eyes.

Her little brother has really matured. At least he doesn't make a fuss about being nervous and afraid of losing his composure when facing important people.

Zhou Jiaoyuan thought she was going to give some advice.

"Afraid?" Miao Tianming asked her in surprise, "My uncle is the vice chairman, and my fifth brother is a minister. I haven't done anything to let the country down, and I'm eating at the old house. What should I be afraid of?"

Zhou Jiao burst out laughing. "Yes, that's right! It's just a family dinner."

She was overthinking it!

After going abroad, Miao Tianming is no longer the helpless Lei Tianming.

Considering the background of the Miao family, it is estimated that he has participated in many important social occasions in the past two years abroad.

It turns out that people have to go out.

The world is so big, but you only think that you can live in the present, and there is no poetry and distance!

Only by going out can we broaden our horizons and improve our perspective.

She will graduate next year on May Day. Shouldn't she take advantage of the evening when her child comes home to spend time with his uncle and have a good chat?