When Zhou Jinyan saw Wen Zhaoye arrive at the first restaurant, Fumanlou, he was about to sit down in an empty seat when he saw Wen Zhaoye turn around and leave. He didn't think much of it and followed him out.
The waiters at state-run restaurants in this era considered themselves superior to others. A woman behind them said rudely:
"If you don't have money, don't come to eat. Just come in and leave. People who don't know better will think you're a beggar."
The chubby manager, who was collecting money at the counter, glanced at Wen Zhaoye upon hearing the noise, his face turned pale, and he quickly stopped him:
"How can you talk like that, Xiao Fei? He's the owner of the well-known Chenxuan Garment Factory nearby. I'm sorry, Mr. Wen."
The woman quickly bowed and apologized, looking embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen."
Zhou Jinyan frowned, puzzled. Based on his understanding, he would never normally be so lenient, but now he seemed anxiously searching for something, completely ignoring her.
He followed behind, entered two more restaurants, and again just strolled around before coming out.
Now he was certain that Wen Zhaoye was indeed looking for someone.
The table was laden with various kinds of chicken, duck, fish, meat, and seafood, all of which looked extremely appealing.
Wen Jiaojiao had no intention of having any further contact, so she hadn't asked the other party anything about the situation.
She even ate her meal with the mindset that she would pay for most of today's expenses.
Zhou Jinyuan had remained silent until now, and after thinking it over for a while, he seemed to have made a great decision, and suddenly spoke:
"I think I'm quite satisfied with you."
Wen Zhaoye heard this as soon as he walked over. He sat down at the table behind Wen Jiaojiao and stared at her with a deep look in his eyes.
Wen Jiaojiao, unaware of what was happening, awkwardly refused:
"Excuse me……"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Jinyuan, while eating, continued to say to himself:
"Your mom told Aunt Pang that when you get married, your brother will give you four large items as a dowry and a large sum of money. Is that true?"
Wen Zhaoye's face turned green with anger: "..."
They cheated on me, and I have to pay for the cuckoldry myself?
Wen Jiaojiao hurriedly explained:
“That’s my brother…”
Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Jinyuan ate very quickly, but without delaying his speech:
"Your brother is rich, and his dad listens to your mom completely, so all the assets will end up in your hands."
When we get married, you just need to give all your money to my mom. Don't worry, I'm her only son.
It's just that I'm worried you'll spend money recklessly, so I'm keeping the money for us. Also, you absolutely must give me four sons in the future.
Although the one-child policy is strictly enforced now, your brother has connections; he can just pay someone to put in a good word for him.
Zhou Jinyan couldn't help but chuckle softly. Under the oppressive gaze of Wen Zhaoye's furious glare, he casually sipped his tea and said:
"I'm just a bit naive, I was just shocked and laughed."
Wen Zhaoye withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at Wen Jiaojiao. The tea in his cup trembled slightly as he gripped it. He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, saying:
"I've learned something new too."
Seeing that there were quite a few people ahead, Wen Jiaojiao suppressed her temper and forced a smile, saying:
"How about I ask my brother if he needs a son? You can just become his son."
Zhou Jinyuan refused with a solemn expression:
“That won’t do. He’ll definitely get married and have kids in the future, and it won’t have anything to do with me. Besides, my mom wouldn’t agree.”
"I think..."
Wen Jiaojiao was interrupted by Zhou Jinyuan halfway through her sentence. He said:
"Anyway, it's not easy for you to get married. Marrying me is your good fortune. From now on, all you need to do is have children and do housework."
"Have your brother get me a leadership position in the factory, preferably in charge of the accounts. If we manage to acquire the factory later, it'll still be ours."
Wen Jiaojiao suddenly felt exhausted. She ate her food voraciously, only then did she feel relieved.
After all, the food wasn't cheap, and he paid for it all. Since he values money so much, if he goes back and finds out it's completely hopeless, he'll definitely be furious, and maybe even his mother will be furious too.
Seeing that she didn't refute him, Zhou Jinyuan assumed she had no other choice. Knowing his own physical attributes well, he confidently stated:
"If you haven't said anything for a while, I'll take that as your agreement. I'll have my mom go back and make preparations so I can marry you as soon as possible."
Unable to understand what Wen Jiaojiao was planning, Wen Zhaoye couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up with a cold and gloomy expression, but Zhou Jinyan pressed his shoulders down and pushed him back down, saying:
"Wait a little longer, don't you want to hear what your dear sister has to say?"
Wen Zhaoye's chest heaved, flames surrounding him seemed to devour all his reason, and he said, controlling his voice:
"If she really intends to do that, I'll kill her."
Wen Jiaojiao continued eating with her chopsticks, in a retaliatory manner, when suddenly, Zhou Jinyuan pulled out an enamel basin of lard from under the table and said:
"I see you can't finish it all by yourself, so I'll pour some of the food and take it home for your parents-in-law. We'll all be family from now on, so you should always think of my parents."
Wen Jiaojiao frantically picked up the most expensive dish, braised sea cucumber and abalone. Just as he was about to take the plate, she decisively grabbed the last sea cucumber, ate it, and said:
"I'm full, you can throw the rest away."
Zhou Jinyuan poured out all the food, and seeing her stand up, he said happily:
"Thank you for your hospitality today, but you can't spend so much money after we get married."
"What did you say?"
Wen Jiaojiao's voice suddenly rose. She had just felt that it wasn't a loss to eat a meal costing more than a hundred yuan after being scolded, but now she felt like she wanted to sharpen a knife and kill him.
Zhou Jinyuan didn't see anything wrong with it and said:
"Your family is so rich, Aunt Pang begged me to come yesterday, and now I'm taking the time to meet you. Isn't it only right that you spend money on me?"
To avoid being driven mad by him, Wen Jiaojiao took a deep breath to calm her racing heart. She glared at him and spoke like a machine gun:
"I think you should look in the mirror first. You look like you have premature ejaculation, and you still have the nerve to want to have four sons. I'm afraid that when you have a house full of children and grandchildren, none of them will be yours."
They even want to use me to seize my brother's factory. If my brother were that stupid, why wouldn't I just seize it myself?
"By then, I'll have a handsome 18-year-old boy on my left and a muscular 20-year-old on my right. With money, I can find all sorts of guys like you. Why would I need a loser like you?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
