Gu Yueming immediately reached out and snatched the gold and red card from Mrs. Ji's hand, tore it to shreds right in front of her, and then threw it all at her.
Still not satisfied after that, he snatched the bank card she was still holding.
I was originally going to break it and throw it at her feet, but then I thought, no, that's not right.
If your bank card breaks, you can get a replacement. It's a bit of a hassle, but you don't even have to pay a service fee.
Her hand hurts for a while after she folds it.
You absolutely cannot do business at a loss!
So Gu Yueming turned her gaze to Director Wang and smiled at him.
Director Wang was feeling uneasy from her laughter when she stepped forward and slammed her hand on the lectern in front of him, saying righteously, "Mrs. Ji said she wanted to thank the school teachers for taking care of her son, so she specially donated two million to treat everyone to a good meal and to buy some new school supplies."
With that, he waved his sleeve, leaving behind a gleaming gold bank card, and left.
Director Wang: "!!!"
Happiness came too suddenly, what should he do if his heart can't take it?
Just as Director Wang was clutching his heart in excitement, the girl's clear, cool voice brought him back to his senses.
Qin Sheng: "Mrs. Ji is so generous and kind, shouldn't Director Wang thank her?"
Director Wang was jolted awake and immediately realized what was happening.
He grabbed the megaphone from the lectern and shouted, "Thank you, Mrs. Ji, for your generous donation of two million. I, Mr. Wang, hereby promise that these two million will be used for school construction to provide a better learning environment for the children!"
"Thank you again, Mrs. Ji!"
Mrs. Ji, who was about to step forward to take her bank card back to show that she had no intention of donating, was speechless.
Damn it... son of a bitch!
This was her hard-earned savings!
Gu Yueming had already returned to Mrs. Ji's side and sneered, "Whether my daughter is in a relationship early or gets married, what's it to you?"
She glanced at Mrs. Ji, her contempt undisguised: "Who do you think you are?"
Mrs. Ji was so distressed about the money that she forgot all about it and stood there stunned for a long while before pointing at herself in disbelief and saying, "Gu Yueming, how dare you insult me?!"
Her answer was the sight of seven-centimeter high heels magnified in her vision.
Gu Yueming kicked the person to the ground, then looked down at her and said, "I not only dare to curse you, I also dare to hit you!"
He raised his foot and kicked again, shouting, "I'll kick you to death, you shameless bastard!"
Gu Yueming's temper had completely flared up; she kicked and cursed at the same time.
"You keep picking on me, one minute you're throwing water and wine at me, the next you're stepping on my skirt, and then you're talking badly about me to my husband. Do you think I don't know anything about it?"
"Do you think I'm not arguing with you because I have a good temper? I'm just being considerate and pitying you, that's why I don't bother with you!"
"And now you're still not done?!"
"You can't stand seeing others doing well just because you're having a hard time in your own life, right? There are so many people in the world who are doing better than you, why don't you go after them one by one? What do you mean by constantly picking on me and then targeting me?"
"You think I'm easy to bully?!"
"Give me back my daughter's marriage to your son! Are you blind or have you lost your mind? Look at your son, look at my daughter, look at your Ji family, look at my Qin family—how dare you even bother with this ridiculous marriage compatibility analysis?!"
"They even made up my daughter's birth date and time!"
"And they dare to call this a match made in heaven, a perfect couple?"
"You two are a match made in heaven!"
Gu Yueming stopped kicking the person, tossed her long hair, and proudly said, "Listen up, my daughter's future husband must first have a high level of education, at least a PhD from some University of California, then have a high IQ, like 350 or higher, and then have a net worth of hundreds of billions..."
Gu Yueming had a good memory, and she quickly recounted the hundreds of "criteria for choosing a son-in-law" that Qin Zheng had mentioned last time, adding some of her own insights as well.
Finally, he looked down at Mrs. Ji and sneered, "Don't even mention all of them, does your son even meet one of the criteria?"
Not a single one!
And this guy dares to mention wanting to marry her daughter?
You're dreaming!
Gu Yueming was furious.
However, Mrs. Ji was even angrier than she was!
She even temporarily forgot the pain in her body and shouted at the top of her lungs, "My son may not meet the standard, but with your qualifications, is there anyone in this world who can meet it?!"
"I think you'd better not let your daughter get married. She should stay at home and be a good old maid to keep the house in order!"
Hey.
Putting aside the old hag, she would be overjoyed if her daughter stayed at home and didn't get married.
They could happily set off fireworks for three days and three nights, and then hold a banquet for ten days and ten nights.
What a joyous occasion!
However……
"That's really disappointing, Mrs. Ji. There really are people in this world who can meet the standards. My Sheng Sheng can still get married."
"Oh, no, I don't need to marry. I can just marry into the Qin family."
Mrs. Ji was stunned for a moment, but when she realized what was happening, she almost burst out laughing.
She glanced at the man and woman who had already walked up to Gu Yueming and scoffed, "You mean you can meet the standard?"
She scrutinized Fu Jingheng as she pushed herself up from the ground, finally turning her gaze back to Gu Yueming: "Isn't he just a pretty boy? Besides his looks, what does my son have that's better than..."
"Young Master Fu, what are you still doing here?"
Mrs. Ji was speaking when a surprised voice rang out from behind her. She paused, turned around, and looked back.
Then I saw a man in a sharp suit, exuding a cold and aloof air.
It's Song Yu.
Although Mrs. Ji had never been able to integrate into the elite circles of Ancheng, she still knew a little about what was going on in the circle, and of course she also knew Song Yu's identity—the head of the first scholarly family in Tiandu and the son of Song Yi, the principal professor of Tiandu University.
He just... called out to Young Master Fu?
Who is Young Master Fu?
Mrs. Ji's heart skipped a beat.
Song Yu seemed completely oblivious to her presence, and walked up to Fu Jingheng in a few steps. His usually cold face now showed a faint smile: "I heard that the Fu family just won the position of head of the 'Trillion-Yuan Western Development Project'. I haven't had a chance to congratulate you yet, Young Master Fu. Since we've met in Ancheng, how about we have dinner together tonight?"
Fu Jingheng glanced at Song Yu with some surprise, until he saw Wen Muyun smiling and watching them from not far away, and then he realized what was going on.
He returned the smile cooperatively and said, "Developing the west has always been my elder brother's wish, and he was mainly in charge of this project. There's no need to congratulate me; let's eat..."
Fu Jingheng glanced at Qin Sheng, his eyes smiling, and said, "I'll listen to Sheng Sheng."
Even before officially marrying into the family, he was already behaving like a typical son-in-law.
Song Yu, who had come to the rescue at his wife's behest, was both astonished and full of praise.
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