Wang Peng obtained a tourist visa to England.

There are a total of five people on this visa: him and Li Mingzhu, his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and his son Wang Jiye.

"Great! I never thought I'd get to travel abroad in my lifetime." Li Kefan was overjoyed, chuckling as he hugged his grandson.

Wang Jiye stared blankly at his grandfather, wondering what he was so happy about.

"Mingzhu, let's go buy some things for our trip." Duan Cuilu was also very happy and wanted to take her daughter to Brothers Supermarket right away.

"Mom, no rush," Li Mingzhu said. "Honey, we still have five days. You take care of things at the company first, and leave the rest to me."

"Okay." Wang Peng kissed his son's face and drove to Brothers Supermarket No. 1.

He received a call from the university president on the way, informing him that the provincial university had approved his and Li Mingzhu's applications for postgraduate studies.

He applied for a major related to economics and management, while Li Mingzhu applied for a major related to human resources.

Wang Peng said, "Thank you, Principal. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

The principal laughed on the phone: "Eating doesn't matter, work is the most important thing. Xiaopeng, the provincial university is your alma mater, you should recruit more graduates."

Wang Peng had a headache: "Old Principal, I'm actually having a tough time too. The supermarket isn't short of people; leaders at all levels are trying to get people to come to me."

"I know," the principal laughed. "Who told you to offer such high salaries? Who wouldn't be envious?"

“Principal, I really don’t need any more staff right now. You can’t expect me to support idle people, can you?” Wang Peng parked his car on the side of the road, ready to have a good talk with him.

The principal said, "Xiaopeng, I'm not asking you to make arrangements right now. Didn't you plan to open a branch in the Brilliant District? We'll wait until your branch opens."

Wang Peng understood what he meant. The approval for Store No. 5 had been granted, and they were currently applying for the construction of the building. It wouldn't be able to open until at least next year.

While chatting with the principal, he secretly inquired about the principal's connections. Suddenly, his eyes lit up when he discovered that the principal was actually related to Zhou Dahai.

Zhou Dahai is the old man's nephew; the two are uncle and nephew.

"Old Principal, is Zhou Dahai from Dehua Community a relative of yours?" Wang Peng asked.

"Dahai? Are you talking about Zhou Dahai, the one who loves playing cards?" The old principal sneered.

“It should be him. He owns three percent of Brilliant, and I’m thinking of buying it for fifty thousand,” Wang Peng said.

There was silence on the phone for a full half minute before the old principal said, "I'll ask for you. But I'm not sure."

Wang Peng hurriedly said, "Thank you, former principal. When my Huihuang branch opens, I will definitely take care of the alumni."

"Okay. That's exactly what I've been waiting to hear." The old principal laughed again on the phone, his mood noticeably improved.

The two chatted for a few more minutes, then Wang Peng hung up the phone, looked up his phone book, and called Hu Mingyue.

The first call went through, but no one answered; the second call also went unanswered.

Wang Peng sneered, "Hu Mingyue, if you don't answer the phone, I'm not joking with you anymore."

He made his third call, and three seconds later, someone finally answered. Wang Peng said in a deep voice, "Hu Mingyue?"

Hu Juan's voice came through the phone: "Xiao Peng, this is Hu Juan."

"Mom?" Wang Peng scratched his head. "What's going on with Mingyue? She hasn't been to work or asked for leave these past two days."

After a few seconds of silence on the phone, Hu Juan said, "Xiao Peng, do you have time now? How about we have afternoon tea together?"

"Okay." Wang Peng glanced at his watch. "Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

"Just go straight to Genbao Teahouse, I'll be waiting for you in private room number five," Hu Juan said before hanging up the phone.

She handed the phone to Hu Mingyue, exasperated: "What good will it do if you don't answer the phone? Can you run away from this forever?"

Hu Mingyue has cried several times in the past few days. Her face flushed, she said, "Brother Peng must know what I did. What if he hates me?"

At this point, she burst into tears again.

Hu Juan had a headache and pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed: "Don't underestimate Li Mingzhu. She can see through everything you do."

She sighed and patted her daughter's shoulder: "I'll go and have a good talk with him. You come with me and apologize to him properly."

Hu Mingyue shook her head and said through tears, "You go first. I'll apologize to him after he calms down in a couple of days."

Hu Juan sighed softly, went back to her bedroom to change her clothes, and drove to find Wang Peng. Before leaving, she asked Wang Song to counsel Hu Mingyue.

After she left, Wang Song knocked on the door and went into his stepdaughter's room. He saw her sitting on the bed in a daze and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Mingyue, don't worry. As long as it's not a matter of principle, your brother will forgive you."

Wang Song waited a moment, and seeing that she didn't speak, he said again, "Your brother dotes on you, unless you betray him."

"No," Hu Mingyue hurriedly waved her hand, "Dad, I won't do anything to betray him."

“That’s right,” Wang Song said. “You know Wang Xia, right? She’s his younger sister. But I think you’re the real younger sister.”

Hu Mingyue was taken aback, then, recalling Wang Peng's ambiguous expression of gratitude, she nodded slightly.

Wang Song added, "I don't know what happened between you two, but as long as he takes the initiative to contact you, it means he's not angry."

"Mingyue, go apologize to him. It's not shameful," Wang Song said, then got up and left.

Hu Mingyue won't apologize now. She wants to win over Zhou Dahai first, get the credit, and then apologize to Wang Peng.

Thinking of this, she locked the door and called her assistant, Kim Jung-myung.

"Mr. Hu, please speak."

"Within three days, Zhou Dahai must find Wang Peng and sell his shares voluntarily. The price cannot exceed 50,000."

"Yes! I know what to do."

Hu Jingyan hung up the phone, lay on the bed for a few minutes, then immediately packed his things and went out to Genbao Tea House.

In private room number five of the teahouse, Wang Peng smiled and massaged Hu Juan's shoulders. "Mom, what do you need me for? It's been half an hour."

"Give me another half hour of massage." Hu Juan relaxed her body, enjoying the pleasure of having her shoulders massaged by a multi-millionaire.

Wang Peng was somewhat amused and exasperated, but he kept moving his hands and gradually increased the force.

“Mingyue was still a virgin; nothing happened between you two that day,” Hu Juan suddenly said.

Wang Peng was startled and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Oh my, that's really rare. Mingyue is already a young woman of twenty-four or twenty-five, and she's never had a boyfriend."

He felt relieved; since nothing had happened that day, everything could return to normal.

Anyway, he had no idea what happened while he was drunk.

“This isn’t funny,” Hu Juan said with a wry smile. “She’s a very serious person and won’t fall in love easily. Unless she meets her Mr. Right.”

“Um…” Wang Peng scratched his head, “Who is her true love? Tell me, and I’ll be the matchmaker.”

"Sigh!" Hu Juan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, turning to look at Wang Peng, "What a tragedy, what a tragic fate."

Wang Peng was a little confused: "Mom, what kind of talk is that? Who did something wrong?"