Su Bingkun was overwhelmed by the olive branches extended to him by Tengda Corporation and Qiongjie Technology in succession to Fuxing Industrial, and he was completely stunned by the pie in the sky.
Everyone knows that the person in charge behind Tengda Corporation is Mr. Huang Shengmin from Taobao Mantianxia. A single word from Mr. Huang can shake half of the business district.
As for Qiongjie Technology, it has been a technological leader in recent years. Its unique vision and strong scientific research capabilities have laid the foundation for its rapid rise.
Su Bingkun had no intention of struggling to survive. His daughter had grown up, and he planned to pay off his debts and then open a small bookstore with his lover to make a living.
Who could have thought that there would be light at the end of the tunnel, that they could survive from the desperate situation, and that the revival of industry and the prosperity of their Su family were still to come!
Mother Su brought a cup of soothing tea and said with a sweet smile, "You must be so happy that your daughter is so successful. Take a break. You've been reading documents for most of the day."
Su Bingkun looked a little confused: "Xiao Ci? Are you saying she is helping?"
"Of course not? Don't you know that Mr. Huang is teaching at Jiang University?"
"I brought Xiaoci food a couple of days ago, and her roommate told me that Mr. Huang praised our daughter's intelligence in every class and even wanted her to study for his graduate degree."
Su Bingkun thought that both companies had noticed the potential of the recovery industry, and now he couldn't help but wonder: "What about Sky World Technology?"
Su's mother laughed so hard that she couldn't stop.
"That's a big deal. Qiongjie is backed by Hengguang Group. With this connection, we'll be Hengguang's partners. It'll be difficult for them to go bankrupt."
"But why would they choose to cooperate with our company?"
Su Bingkun was well aware of the style of Hengguang Group. If they set their eyes on something, they would act quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, and would never play the game of mutual benefit.
Su's mother smiled and raised her cell phone, still in the mood to joke with him.
"Old Su, you're still capable. Don't underestimate yourself. When we meet in formal occasions in the future, the Hengguang boss will have to toast you."
Su Bingkun waved his hands: "That's impossible. What is my status? What is Mr. Wen's status?"
Mother Su: "How is it impossible? You are his father-in-law and he is your son-in-law."
Su Bingkun: “???!!!”
"This is outrageous! Two months ago, I went to Hengguang to make an appointment and they said they didn't have time. Now they want to take my precious daughter away from me. I don't agree!"
"Hurry up and ask him out for dinner. As a father, I want to personally inspect him!"
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On the other side, just as Su Ci walked out of the teaching building, Wen Yuli's car parked in the open-air parking lot.
He brought an apology bouquet and gifts.
"Sorry, the meeting delayed me for 10 minutes."
To be exact, it was one minute and thirty-nine seconds, which caused him to wait for three more traffic lights on the road, making him one minute later than the expected time to pick her up.
Su Ci took the fresh, dewy Scottish green rose and, before fastening her seat belt, asked someone for a kiss on the cheek as usual.
Wen Yuli said, "There are people outside, don't make a fuss," while pouting and smacking his lips quickly.
"Do uncle and aunt have anything to celebrate?"
The back seat and trunk of the car were filled with gifts prepared in advance, but Wen Yuli was still a little worried. After all, he had been a bad person in the past and had even stolen his father-in-law's business.
Su Ci thought about it and said, "Yes."
"My parents love me very much, so Professor Wen wants to leave me to them for their old age?"
Wen Yuli drove the car methodically and offered a solution without hesitation: "It's a small problem. I'll be your son-in-law and support your uncle and aunt together with Xiaoguai."
Before Su Ci could say anything, he added, "My parents hate me and have been urging me to get married for several years."
I used to not think 27 was old for a man.
Now, Wen Yuli is almost mentally distorted as he observes young boys around 18 or 19 years old at school every day, always calling her "sweet-sounding senior sister".
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