Old Yan was also a very generous person, but anyone would hesitate when faced with such a request during a formal meeting. The main point was that this was too ridiculous.
The KING space project was in a tense period. Little Lucky Star had invested most of its funds into the project. Faced with pressure from the financial oligarchs, both Little Lucky Star and OMG were working hard. With no funds, they had to increase their investment.
But An Mei's mother was adamant. She insisted that the betrothal gift had to be given before the engagement. There was no room for discussion, and she felt that the Yan family was insincere. Her precious daughter was with Yan Xiaosu, yet they were hesitating over such a small amount of money …
Actually, this was a side effect of Yan Xiaosu's love for bragging. An Mei's mother was definitely the Yan family's gold and silver. Now that they were serious, saying that they had no money was insincere.
Whether a man loved a woman or not depended on whether he was willing to spend money on her. This was An Mei's mother's view of the world.
Just as Old Yan was thinking of a solution on the phone, Yan Xiaosu was planning to talk to An Mei's mother to please his future mother-in-law. Unexpectedly, he heard An Mei's mother scolding An Mei …
What Little Lucky Star? What space project? It was all exaggerated by the media. She looked like she couldn't even fork out 60 million. Also, what kind of taste did she have? Dragons gave birth to dragons, and phoenixes gave birth to phoenixes. The son was so old-fashioned, and the father was also a country bumpkin. He could even wear a Jazz suit like a decorator. He was really old-fashioned to the core. What a waste of branded goods. If he was also stingy, he wouldn't even be worthy of a finger in the An family.
If it was Yan Xiaosu, his skin was as thick as a city wall. He was used to it, and no knife or sword could penetrate it.
But it was his father!
Yan Xiaosu was still angry. He rarely got angry, but no one could say that about his father!
Unfortunately, when Yan Xiaosu was about to leave, he accidentally knocked on the door. This matter was exposed, and the conflict between the two families was irreconcilable.
After all, An Mei was a good child. As long as his son was happy, everything else was negotiable. Money was not something that could be brought along in life or death. But Yan Xiaosu could not. Others could mock him, but they could not mock his father. Furthermore, they were going to be a family. Yan Xiaosu was a very broad-minded person, and it was not the first time he had been called a country bumpkin.
Wang Zheng shook his head helplessly. "Is An Mei alright?"
Actually, Wang Zheng understood Yan Xiaosu. Deep in his heart, he still cared about this. He could ignore what outsiders said, but when someone close to him said this, it really hurt him.
"She … how should I put it, it's alright. After all, no matter what, she's still her mother. I can only say that I understand." Ye Zisu smiled again. "By the way, I came to find you today because there's a high school reunion. Are you going?"
"Can I not go?"
"Go, come with me. You're a little famous now. If you don't go, you'll be looked down upon by your classmates."
"Okay, um, right, when is the party?" Wang Zheng scratched his head. He didn't mean to put on airs. It was just that he had been a marginalized person in secondary school. He didn't know how many people remembered him, and those who did didn't seem to have a good impression of him.
"Today, 7: 30 PM."
"Now … it's five o 'clock. Should we set off now?" Wang Zheng quickly changed the topic. He had asked Yan Xiaosu to bring two girlfriends yesterday as a joke. He didn't expect Yan Xiaosu to take it seriously. Today, he really didn't dare to find him.
"Let's drive. I'm a car owner now." Wang Zheng smiled.
After returning from IG, Gu Te had used the school's name to reward him with a hover car. This was also a tradition. Students from various departments would be rewarded when they achieved great results, especially when they directly brought glory to the school like this.
"Have you taken the driving test? Do you want me to drive? "
"… Zisu, you're looking down on me. For a super soldier who can pilot mecha, driving is still very easy."
Half an hour later …
"Big Brother, it's a little slow." Ye Zisu shook her head as she watched one car after another overtake them.
"Safety comes first." Wang Zheng was a little depressed. This seemed to be two different things. If Ye Zisu wasn't here, he would definitely have a stimulating training session. But with another person, he couldn't be that relaxed. Instead, he drove slower. After all, social order and special military training were two different things.
"You really don't want me to drive?"
"…" Wang Zheng pretended not to hear.
"Let me do it."
"…" He continued to pretend not to hear.
"There's a rest stop in front. Let's take a break?"
"Okay." Wang Zheng heaved a sigh of relief. He was still very stubborn.
The hover car slowly made a turn towards the path leading to the rest stop. The speed of the path was restricted, and not long after, it entered a vertical road diverter, landing directly at the rest stop on the ground.
The rest stop was very big. In the parking lot, there were many cars parked. The rest area was very lively. Although it was called a highway rest stop, in fact, the surrounding residents would also pass by here. There were coffee shops, bars, restaurants, and affordable supermarkets.
Walking into the coffee shop, they ordered two cups of decaffeinated coffee. Just as the two sat down, a surprised voice came from behind. "Zisu?"
Turning back, a girl in a small suit looked over with a surprised face. "It's really you."
"Lan Lan!" Ye Zisu also cried out in surprise. "You're also going to the gathering?"
Xia Lan was one of Ye Zisu's good friends in high school. After graduation, she did not apply to any university but chose to work.
"Yeah, there's been a lot of news about you recently. I've always been happy for you. Now I can finally congratulate you in person."
"Thank you! But where did you go after graduation? You didn't even attend the graduation ceremony. "
"At that time, I went into fashion design. I was too busy and didn't even have time to attend your birthday party. It was a pity that I didn't attend the graduation ceremony. After working hard for a year and a half, I can be considered a little famous now."
"Now you're a big designer. Congratulations!"
Here's my name card. Please keep it, Sister Zisu. Come visit me when you're free in the future. "
"You started a company? Custom made. Sure, if I need anything in the future, I'll look for you. "
"Wow, OMG's big client, I won't give you a discount."
"It's not a good habit to take advantage of others."
Wang Zheng was at the side, sipping his coffee and watching the two girls bicker. Their bell-like laughter was crisp and pleasant. It felt like he was back in high school.
"Wang Zheng, this is Xia Lan, my good sister." Ye Zisu smiled and was about to introduce Wang Zheng to Xia Lan.
But Xia Lan blinked and took the initiative to extend her hand to Wang Zheng. "Wang Zheng, although we weren't in the same class, I still know you. After all … hehe, you're really famous now. It's on the news. IG Captain. Hehe, you're on the big stage of the Milky Way."
"Thank you for fighting for Earth's glory. I'll do my best!"
Wang Zheng smiled and nodded. He asked about Xia Lan's recent situation.
"I've started a small company. It's barely passable."
Xia Lan's character was a little impetuous. After a few words, she pulled Ye Zisu to the other side. "Let's talk about women's private matters. I'll be back in a while."
(It's the end of the month. Everyone, let's get a monthly ticket. Yesterday, I treated the computer to a whole cup of hot tea, and it evaporated. Luckily, it was a gaming notebook. If the notebook for writing was ruined, I'd have the heart to jump off a building. I wonder if anyone has the same experience … # # # # #)
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