Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Su Ting, do you still want to continue supporting him? ...
Su Ting's fingers trembled slightly, and his hands curled under the table, his knuckles making a slight sound. He smiled and said, "This is Su's personal matter and has nothing to do with this defense. May the committee members continue to ask questions?"
Therefore, these photos were at most a minor incident and harmless. At the defense meeting, no committee member raised any questions about the company's financial statements. In fact, no one questioned the company's qualifications for listing.
Su Ting has long replaced his bold words with titanium-alloy data, becoming the bell in the capital hall.
Only after they shook hands and said goodbye did Zhou Xubai stop sweating. They walked out of the securities building together. Su Ting, who hadn't smoked for a long time, actually lit a cigarette for him. Zhou Xubai grabbed it and took a deep breath with some fear.
"Su Ting, even though you don't want to admit it, the words 'Dad, I love you' are written on the back of those photos. There's no other explanation except Ye Xiuming."
I saw Su Ting sending a message to someone. After a while, when he saw Aliang's message [He was indeed away for a while and went to the bathroom], the shadow between his eyebrows almost swallowed him up.
Zhou Xubai: "So Ye Xiuming might have been sent by a competitor or enemy? Who is it? Su Ting, do you still want to keep him?"
"Who knows that I'm here for the defense today?"
"That's a lot. The CFO, me, and a few people from the company who are preparing documents and booking itineraries..."
"So why must it be Ye Xiuming?"
Zhou Xubai: "But it says 'Dad' on it. Is there anyone else who can call you that?"
Su Ting's heart was a little confused, as if betrayal had become the underlying tone of his life. His eyes were gloomy, and he looked extremely miserable against the backdrop of the drizzle around him.
With no clear plan in place, eating was more important. He thought of Ye Xiuming, who was still waiting for him at the French restaurant, and said to Zhou Xubai, "Don't keep him waiting too long. He'll get hungry."
This French restaurant has been open for at least 30 years and is located in the International Building Complex.
Ye Xiuming ordered the food with some familiarity, but unfortunately many French dishes are cooked with wine or cognac. Su Ting was afraid of encountering the same situation as last time, so he didn't allow people to order this or that. In the end, he ordered the most ordinary Rossini steak as the main course, and even skipped the wine sauce.
Zhou Xubai was the first to ask, "Xiao Ye, didn't you go to the bathroom when your father was defending his thesis? Where else did you go at that time?"
Su Ting gave Zhou Xubai a dagger-like look.
Ye Xiuming said: "I didn't go anywhere."
"Then why did it take so long?"
"Zhou Xubai!" Su Ting warned.
Ye Xiuming: "I'm a little lost. I've been looking for Uncle Liang for a long time. What's going on, Dad?"
In this way, they ate with their own thoughts. Even Soutine's bottle of Kir as an aperitif was used as the main course wine. Zhou Xubai sipped the iced Moscato and looked at the prosperity outside the window.
"My dad also likes Moscato." Ye Xiuming stared at the pale green bottle in the ice bucket, and the floodgates of memory slowly opened. "Every year, someone sends him many boxes from Piedmont."
The word "Piedmont" was spoken in standard Italian, and both Su Ting and Zhou Xubai were shocked.
They looked at each other and read one thing from each other's eyes -
How could Ye Xiuming be a spy sent by a competitor?
They probably already defended themselves in the Securities Building, so there's no way they would have any motive to ruin his IPO.
When Ye Xiuming was in sixth grade, he resumed boarding at school. Pei An asked in confusion, "Doesn't your stepfather like you being at home?"
Ye Xiuming thought about it and realized that after returning from Shanghai, although Su Ting could cook many delicious dishes, he felt more distant, as if... there was some misunderstanding between the two of them.
Besides... Su Ting and Pei Xingyao have been getting along very well recently. Even if Su Ting didn't bring it up, he would still stay away from them and try not to see anything that is inappropriate for children.
He used his arms to put Pei An's head on his waist and said in a casual tone: "Dad can't help his son!"
However, Ye Xiuming is definitely not the type to sit and wait for death. He does not trust Pei Xingyao and feels that Pei Xingyao's effeminate style is not worthy of Su Ting. In terms of matching, Wen Yanyu is better than Pei Xingyao.
So he called for help. When Su Ting forgot to pick him up when he returned home on a weekend, he called Wen Yanyu.
"Hello, it's me. Our good day has come."
Wen Yanyu frowned. "Is Secretary Zheng's matter over? Is your father okay too?"
"It's not a good day for that," Ye Xiuming said with a smile, "Don't you want to pursue my little dad the most? Can I help you?"
Wen Yanyu was shocked: "I dare not be your father."
"Bah, you're not even close to being together and you want your grandfather to call you dad."
"I'll be out of school at three this afternoon. I'll take you home and cook for him in advance."
Wen Yanyu's eyes lit up: "Do you really want to help me?"
"Of course!" Ye Xiuming: "Oh, by the way, his wine..."
“Blister!”
"Favorite dish...?
"Seared sea bass, Pat's aspic... and brulee... brulee!"
Ye Xiuming seriously doubted that Wen Yanyu could not cook any of the dishes he mentioned, but he still walked out of the school gate with great anticipation and got into his slightly low-key car.
He pointed to the freezer in the back seat: "Everything is ready."
Ye Xiuming suddenly said solemnly: "Brother Wen, after I help you with this, you must promise me that you will never mention my background to Su Xiaoba."
Wen Yanyu: "Are you afraid that he will look down on you? I don't think so. Uncle Ye has never done anything against the law."
"I don't care, you have to promise me, otherwise I will jump out of the car." Ye Xiuming said.
"Okay, don't jump yet. If you jump, everyone will die." Wen Yanyu touched Ye Xiuming's soft fur. The more he touched, the more fun he found it. "I can see that Su Ting treats you very well. Look how well he has taken care of you. You are so smooth and shiny."
Ye Xiuming turned his head away quietly, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze.
"I haven't asked you yet, what should I do if Su Ting doesn't come home today? His company is about to go public. At such a critical moment, does he still have time to go home?"
Ye Xiuming said confidently, "Yes, he will definitely come back."
"Why?"
"Because I have the day off every week, he leaves work early on Fridays."
Wen Yanyu said, "Huh?" "Why do I feel like I'm disturbing you?"
Ye Xiuming snorted lightly, "Not really, but... you might disturb him and his little lover."
Wen Yanyu was stunned for a long time before finally coming to his senses: "So you don't like that guy and want me to help you get rid of him?"
Ye Xiuming shook his head slightly: "Yes, don't you want to?"
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