The man she was set up with on this blind date was the son of one of her father's friends, a kid from the compound.

Now that our daughter is grown up, working, and getting married, it has become a worry for the older generation in the family.

I've been introduced to potential partners, but nothing came of it.

Yang Lan felt she was still young and in no hurry, plus after starting work, she really didn't have the mind for it.

But today I encountered someone with ulterior motives.

But when she thought back to the first time she struck up a conversation in the lobby, she laughed. Only now did she realize what had happened.

"Hello, you look a lot like one of my friends. What's your surname?"

The two started chatting after just a few words.

With so many people invited, it wasn't easy to refuse. During his conversation with the leader, they also learned who he was.

"Didn't you hear me? Why are you still grinning like an idiot?"

"I met a big shot today, it was quite fun."

"What important person?"

"I ran into the CEO of DaMi Company today while I was doing an interview at the TV station. We're having dinner together tonight, and he gave me some local specialties."

“You can’t accept local specialties either. You’re an employee now. If people find out, they’ll say you’re greedy and it will give your superiors a bad impression.”

When her father heard this, he said, "There's no particular reason to give local specialties. It's all about the sentiment behind the gift. A couple of years ago, a student from the border region sent me two sacks of potatoes. I thought it was something special, but when I saw it was just potatoes, hahaha! They carried these things all the way from two or three thousand kilometers away. Tell me, if we don't accept them, it would be such a disservice to their kindness!"

"Girl, what local specialties did they give you?"

"Rice."

"Where is it made?"

“Central Shandong”.

"Luzhong? Could it be Yellow River rice?"

"Forget it, let's not worry about where it's from. Where's the rice? I'll have you steam some and try it tomorrow morning."

Yang Lan took out a brand-new mobile phone from her bag, placed it on the table, and said, "It can't be steamed."

Even intellectual families know what this thing is called and what it's used for. Yang Lan's mother pointed at the phone and said, "You call this a local specialty?"

"It wasn't me who said it, it was the CEO of Da Mi who said it."

Yang Lan turned on the TV, tuned to the economics channel, glanced at the time, and realized the interview was going to take place around this afternoon, and after being edited, it would air tonight.

The timing was just right; after a few commercials, the financial interview program officially began.

"This is Chairman Xing Baohua on TV," Yang Lan said, pointing to the screen.

"So young! You look like you're twenty-four or twenty-five!"

No, he's the same age as me.

Yang's mother glanced at Xing Baohua on TV, then at Yang Lan, and said nothing more.