Chapter 265: Suitable Doesn’t Mean Like
Zhang Yun was stunned.
"That female student, is Mr. Yan planning to make her Mrs. Yan?" Minister Zhang couldn't stand his attitude towards his daughter. He put down the teacup very heavily and didn't put it down steadily. The tea spilled along the edge of the table and dripped onto Yan Baiqing's cuffs.
Yan Baiqing leaned back, spread his knees, took out a handkerchief, pressed it there and soaked up the water, "Minister Zhang is so powerful that he's meddling in my family affairs."
"Don't forget, it was you who begged me today!"
"I'm not begging." He slowly stood up and folded his sleeves. "Zhang Ting, I'm willing to talk to you for a few more words because of the relationship between our two families. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come today at all."
Minister Zhang's face and neck turned red, and he called her by her name, which completely broke off their relationship.
He slammed the table and pointed at Yan Baiqing, "You don't know what's good for you!"
"I'm not the one who's ungrateful." Yan Baiqing stood with his hands behind his back, looking down on the Zhang family. "I may have intended to win over the Zhang family during the incident at Zhounan Port, but you chose the path you wanted. If you want to get out of this, you can just talk to Elder Meng directly."
"Huangjia International——"
"It's true that I'm the boss of Huangjia International. Since I've already succeeded Yan's chairman, it doesn't matter if I give up one." He took off his coat and draped it over his arm, leaning sideways. "I understand what the Zhang family means. Why don't I take the trouble to convey this to Mr. Meng, Minister Zhang?" He raised his foot and said sarcastically, "I wish you all the best."
The moment the man walked out, Zhang Yun stumbled after him, "Bai Qing!"
He took big steps, as if he didn't want to stay even for a second.
The teahouse was bustling with people. Minister Zhang suppressed his voice and shouted, "Come back here!"
"Old Director Yan said that Bai Qing doesn't like being controlled by others. Why are you blackmailing him?" Zhang Yun held the door frame tightly, her knuckles clenching and cracking. "We could have been in touch, but you've blocked the way!"
Minister Zhang didn't expect her to be so devoted. The Zhang family was quite popular in the upper class, and many wanted to marry into the family. Some of them were not as rich as the Yan family, but there were many young and promising ones. However, Zhang Yun looked down on them all and only set her sights on this man who had dumped her and didn't take her seriously.
He understood his daughter's reluctance and agreed to meet Yan Baiqing. Since both parties had their needs, it was not impossible to reach an agreement.
However, he was still angry about what happened before and was unwilling to lower his posture like Zhang Yun. Unexpectedly, Yan Baiqing was even more powerful.
Previously, Mr. Yan was known for his humble and polite demeanor. He and his junior fellow apprentice, Jiang Jingyan, were considered polar opposites. Now, it seems he's not being modest, but harboring hidden ambitions. His masculine side is both superficial and veiled. He resigned from his position to inherit the Yan family, a role Mr. Yan no longer wants to play.
Minister Zhang pounded the table, sighing repeatedly. "You, you won't stop until you've put me on the fire!" He picked up the teacup, then put it down again. "Do you really need him?"
Zhang Yun wiped her face with the back of her hand and did not reply.
"You've only been dating for a month, why is it so necessary?" Minister Zhang was furious. "Your mother and I have nurtured you with all our heart, and we let you gain experience at your uncle's company. Everyone praises you for your thoughtful and considerate approach to people and your decisiveness in competing for projects. How come you're so confused when it comes to love?"
"I, Zhang Yun, was fighting for the person I loved, but I ended up being confused? The Yan family was your carefully chosen marriage partner, and it was my fault that I couldn't get them."
"You know what he wants me to do?"
"I know." Zhang Yun brushed her sleeves and turned to look at him. "Father, you've already embarked on this path. You either fight to the end or remain tepid. Mr. Jiang can't defeat Mr. Meng. Don't miss this opportunity. You'll end up with nothing."
Minister Zhang was shocked. "How can you be sure? What did you hear?"
"According to the news from last night's reception, the Huasheng board of directors intends to replace the general manager. The new general manager is Bai Qing's man."
He was speechless with shock. Everyone in the industry knew why Jiang Jingyan was transferred to Huasheng. Replacing him now meant he wasn't doing his job well, the mission wasn't successful, and a new hire was needed. With this taint, it was unclear who would take the top job at Huasheng.
Zhang Yun took out a small mirror and touched up her makeup. "Mr. Jiang is under investigation, and Mr. Jiang has been dismissed. After all, you've been in office for over a decade, so you should be able to tell which way the wind is blowing."
"What if what you heard was just the Stun Gun?"
"Then you can wait a little longer." Zhang Yun slung her bag over her shoulder and walked out, "But time waits for no one."
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Yan Baiqing leaned back in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest. Old Qian glanced in the rearview mirror and softly reminded him, "Miss Zhang is chasing us."
The man didn't reply.
Then, his phone vibrated in his trouser pocket. He took a deep breath and answered the call. "What's up?"
"Bai Qing, I'll go and talk to my father. Don't worry. Nothing will happen to Huangjia International."
Yan Baiqing was obviously surprised, and his eyebrows jumped. "Ms. Zhang, I made it very clear just now."
"I understand." Zhang Yun's voice revealed calmness, neither happy nor angry. "Don't worry, I'm not here to negotiate a deal with you."
He was silent for half a minute, his voice slow and calm, "You really don't have to argue with your father because of me."
"You're right. The Zhang family chose their own path back then, and it's the same today."
Old Qian listened for a while, then saw Yan Baiqing hang up the phone and asked, "Do you want to stop the car?"
"No need." He put away his phone and lazily leaned against the car window. "Let's go straight to the airport."
Old Qian watched the car turn off the overpass in the rearview mirror. He endured it again and again, and finally mustered up the courage to speak, "Don't worry about Miss Chen. There are so many things going on in the city, why bother running over there?"
"This is Qing'er's first time traveling far away on her own. Wuhen Village is remote, and most of the villagers are rough and unsophisticated. I'll take some time to accompany her for a few days and say hello to the locals."
"If you ask me, Miss Zhang is more suitable to be your future wife than Miss Chen." Old Qian said bluntly, "With such a father-in-law and Mr. Meng working together, and Miss Zhang being tactful and having business skills, you two will definitely have smooth sailing in the future."
Yan Baiqing supported his face with his thumb and index finger, his outline was covered with a golden glow in the warm afternoon sun, and he ignored what Lao Qian said.
After a long while, he caught the leaves that were blown in, and said, "Suitable doesn't mean I like it."
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the charity performance band ended the first day of auditions.
Chen Qing had two violin cases hanging on his shoulders, one on each side, and entered the elevator with Yuan Hui.
Originally, the school borrowed two courtyards in the village for teachers and students to eat and live in. Somehow, they temporarily changed their accommodation and moved to a hotel in the town.
As a result, the daily performance time was shortened by one hour.
"I won't have dinner." Chen Qing sent Yuan Hui to the next room. "You don't have to wait for me."
"Mr. Pei has informed the school that my three meals a day will not be with the band. He has ordered them for me separately, and there will be some for you as well."
She shook her head. "I have no appetite."
Yuan Hui found it strange. "You looked pale after the physical examination. You only ate fruit. You don't have low blood sugar, do you?"
"It's okay, it's just that you're not used to the climate here." Chen Qing comforted her, went out, and went to his room.
I pushed open the door and saw a person sitting on the sofa by the window.
Chen Qing's breathing stopped at this moment.
Yan Baiqing crossed his legs, with her medical report on his knees, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting, "Are you tired?"
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