After all, in Zhou Hangping's plan, the real person who will run the Zhou family's future industries will not be Zhou Niancheng, but Gusu Ting, who has always been hiding her abilities.
She deliberately indulged Gusu Ting's temper and agreed not to let Zhou Niancheng touch her, just because Gusu Ting was never the fiancée she found for Zhou Niancheng.
"It seems that I was overthinking it."
Zhou Hangping smiled at her adopted son, but she was thinking about her biological son in her heart.
"Chengcheng will find a wife himself, and just like his father, he only looks for the most beautiful one."
Thinking about all the information he had investigated about Zhang Hongcheng, Zhou Hangping felt sad, guilty and proud.
At the same time, she was also a little confused.
Because she found that her son's career was going extremely smoothly.
This time, my son was lucky enough to get 500,000 yuan, and he will probably live a good life, but what about the Zhou family's future?
If I give it to my younger brother, it will definitely collapse within a few years. Should I really give it to Zhou Niancheng?
How is that possible?
Mr. Zhou, who values blood ties, saw through his son's uselessness and placed his last hope on his grandchildren at home and abroad. At least the domestic environment cannot raise a prodigal like his son.
Zhou Hangping put aside his confused thoughts.
She had just been chatting with someone, intentionally or unintentionally, about a person who triggered this banquet - Takahashi Hiroki.
——You dare to force my son to buy his things? You’re looking for death!
Takahashi Hiroki, who was feeling very proud, suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Just then, a voice came from the door of the banquet hall.
"I'm sorry, Principal Min Dalu is unable to come due to some matters, but I asked someone to bring a gift for Mr. Xiaoshan Pianxie."
Xiaoshan Film Association walked forward and took a look at the polite young man in front of him.
"That's a shame. I wonder what the child's name is? Where is the gift your principal brought?"
"I'm the new president of the Student Union of Minzu University. My name is Yu Zhaowen."
While introducing himself, Yu Zhaowen secretly pinched his palm, fearing that he would not be able to hold back his expression.
"Our principal just happened to have the lower half of this Guan Gong painting, and he said it would be a good idea to give it to Mr. Xiaoshan as well."
The whole audience was in an uproar.
The Xiaoshan Film Association was stunned at first, then overjoyed.
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