Chapter 715
Chapter 715: Chapter 47 Yu Xi (Triple Unity Conclusion Chapter)_3 Chapter 715: Chapter 47 Yu Xi (Triple Unity Conclusion Chapter)_3 …
Zhao Yingjun was speechless.
Watching her parents acting like matchmaking cannons, she noticed that no matter how taciturn or quarrelsome the old couple usually were, when it came to pushing their child into marriage, they set aside all disputes, united against a common enemy, forming the perfect team with a united front.
She prodded the Pomeranian VV with the heel of her high heel shoe.
Her intention was to create some noise to change the subject…
but unexpectedly, that little creature was impossible to train; it just shifted its bottom and continued sleeping.
“Look at your daughter, don’t just stay silent!”
Yan Mei was getting anxious:
“Communication!
We need to communicate to get results…
What kind of boy do you want to marry?
You’ve got to give your parents some idea, right?”
“Alright, alright.”
Zhao Yingjun closed her eyes:
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“So whatever kind of man I want to marry, you’ll introduce me to, is that it?”Zhao Ruihai and Yan Mei exchanged a look, seeing hope in today’s ideological work, they smiled easily:
“You just need to say it, as long as he doesn’t have four legs we can find him for you…
We have friends, classmates, subordinates all over the country…
Whatever kind of partner you are looking for, we can find the perfect match for you.”
“Hmm…”
Zhao Yingjun thought while keeping her eyes closed:
“I’ve made a name for myself, so the other party should at least have some sort of career, right?
At the very least, he should be an entrepreneur or a startup company boss, right?”
Zhao Ruihai and Yan Mei nodded:
“That’s reasonable.” “Right, he definitely shouldn’t be too bad off, should have some kind of career.”
Zhao Yingjun continued:
“I admire talented people, not that they have to be proficient in everything like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but they should have some artistic talent, right?”
Zhao Ruihai and Yan Mei glanced at each other:
“That’s true, they should have some interest in life.
I even practice calligraphy regularly.” “That definitely won’t be an issue, which entrepreneur boss at this age doesn’t have some hobbies?”
“And he has to be brave.”
Zhao Yingjun said with a smile:
“I like someone with a bit of a heroic temperament, not timid or hesitating, who can stand up without hesitation when it’s his turn; who doesn’t shirk responsibility or the burdens that fall on his shoulders.”
Zhao Ruihai and Yan Mei’s brows furrowed slightly:
“That’s a bit idealistic…
Where would you find such a boy these days?” “Right, but as a woman, it’s proper to look for a husband who is responsible.”
“Also…”
Zhao Yingjun blinked, and the rows of spotlights above her head spilled into her eyes, bursting into two bright fireworks:
“Even though I’m past the age where I dream of romance and rituals, a surprise during birthdays or other significant holidays really adds something special, something memorable.”
Zhao Ruihai and Yan Mei tightened their lips:
“Now your expectations are a bit high, where can you find a boy who fits all the criteria?” “Look at you, my girl, you say you aren’t picky, but with all these requirements combined, aren’t you looking for a god?”
“Hehe, none of these are the most important.”
Zhao Yingjun chuckled and bent down to pick up VV, who was curled up on the floor, and placed him on her lap:
“The most important thing is…
VV has to like him.
I’ve had VV for so many years, I can’t just throw him out after I get married, can I?
I would definitely not bear it.”
“So…
If you really want to set me up with someone, he’s first got to pass the VV test.
Men that VV doesn’t like definitely cannot enter our home, right VV?”
“V~~~~~” the Pomeranian let out a noise of agreement.
Bang.
Zhao Ruihai slammed his fist on the dining table, his face ashen:
“Absurd!
What kind of reasoning is this?
Choosing a partner needs the dog’s approval first?
I’m talking to you seriously and you are spouting nonsense, is it funny to you?”
Zhao Yingjun laughed softly.
The silver earrings on her earlobes trembled.
She adjusted VV’s position on her lap, stroking the fur on the back of its neck:
“Wasn’t it you who just promised…
Whatever kind of partner I want, you would introduce them to me?”
“But your requirements are too much!”
Yan Mei couldn’t hold back, feeling that her daughter was pushing things too far:
“Look at these conditions you’re listing?
Tell me, what twenty-something-year-old boy could meet all your criteria?
Huh…
Successful in business!
Skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!
Possessing an artistic cell!
Heroic!
Knows romance and surprises!
And can also pass the VV test to make the dog like him!”
“Who could satisfy such demanding conditions?
Which son of a noble family has such great capabilities?
I’m indeed curious to meet him!”
Zhao Yingjun lifted her head, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and spoke softly:
“Just because you can’t find someone…
doesn’t mean he doesn’t exist in this world.”
“Enough with it.”
Zhao Ruihai huffed irritably:
“Dreaming in broad daylight at your age, you’ll never find a boy who ticks all those boxes in your lifetime.”
“[I think…
your mom might as well stop hoping for grandchildren from you.
It’s more likely to find a random child to take home and raise than to count on you!]”
Beep beep——
Outside the Hunan Cuisine Restaurant.
Lin Xian honked the horn of the Volkswagen sedan, urging the crowd by the roadside to make way.
“What’s going on here…
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what’s everyone looking at?”
Lin Xian could only see that by the entrance of the Hunan Cuisine Restaurant parking area, a crowd was tightly gathered around a Hongqi sedan.
A new car model, perhaps?
Why is everyone so excited?
A few college students were taking pictures of the Hongqi sedan with their phones.
After snapping the photos, they stepped aside, allowing Lin Xian to press down on the gas pedal and move past this congested stretch of road.
…
At 19:07 in the evening.
In the Lingang New Area, Tesla Super Factory, inside a building.
“How about that, my double, Fake Sike, does he look alike?”
In the suite’s living room.
Jask wrapped his arm around another man who was slightly shorter, a “Fake Sike,” shaking his head to show Angelica the comparison:
“This double’s acting skills, I consider them Oscar-worthy.
He has attended several meetings on my behalf, and no one ever suspected.”