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"Sir, do you have the wrong person?" Compared to the bewildered look on Ding Minghui's face, the expressions on Fu Zi's parents and ng Xiaoyang were even more dramatic. What did the driver of that Rolls-Royce just call Ding Minghui? Mr. Ding?
Everything Ding Minghui wore from head to toe did not exceed 200 yuan. He was not even qualified to be a driver of that car, let alone deserving of being called "Mr. Ding."
Yet the driver didn't even glance at them and continued speaking to Ding Minghui, "Mr. Ding, you forgot, this afternoon you have a project to discuss with Zhiteng Technology, and the head of Zhiteng Technology is expected to co over this afternoon!"
"Zhiteng Technology?" ng Xiaoyang could hardly conceal his astonishnt. Zhiteng Technology was not so obscure small business; while it was still a very young company, it dominated Jiangnan City's gaming industry.
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However, Zhiteng Technology's threshold was not low. Ding Minghui had applied for a position there before but was rejected at the final interview. Yet the person in front of him, whom he had looked down upon, was going to discuss business face-to-face with Zhiteng Technology's head today. How could he not be shocked?
"Mr. Ding, do you need to go now? Manager Fang might have sothing to report to you in advance!" the driver continued.
"Manager Fang?" Upon hearing this surna, even if Ding Minghui wasn't the sharpest, he could figure out that this was arranged by Fang Jueyu! He had called two days ago, telling him to follow along today, that everything would be arranged. Was this the arrangent he was talking about?
But what use was this? None of this was his. Even if Fang Jueyu did these things, it changed nothing. It was just to show off in front of Fu Zi's parents and ng Xiaoyang, which had no aning!
Besides, checking the legal representative of this company would expose everything.
"Oh, by the way, Manager Fang instructed, knowing you're eting your future in-laws today, to bring along Miss Fu Zi and the two of you. He said it's not too late to discuss your matters after the eting."
"This…" Ding Minghui turned his gaze to Fu Zi and the others, and Fu Zi gave him a strange look. As for her parents, their expressions were even more spectacular.
Weren't Ding Minghui's parents workers? Had he not graduated from university? Though he was already starting a business, had he and his fellow yet-to-graduate students brought the company to such a level?
"No, we must take a look!" Fu Zi's parents imdiately made a decision. If it was all true, then Ding Minghui was ten tis better than ng Xiaoyang!
"It's okay, we can go together. Little Ding's work is important, it's no problem!" Wang Yan's tone beca much more cordial when addressing Ding Minghui.
Fu Zi seed a bit uneasy. She knew her parents were thinking of her, but still found them sowhat opportunistic, never imagining they would be so... shaless...
"Alright, the three of you can co along, and this gentleman… is he Miss Fu's brother?" the driver looked at ng Xiaoyang and said, "You..."
"Oh, I'm a friend. I'd like to co along too and visit your company, if that's convenient?" ng Xiaoyang couldn't believe Ding Minghui truly had such capabilities. Who would pretend to be poor just to co here and live below the radar? Were they so wealthy they were bored and wanted to be ridiculed?
"Mr. Ding?" The driver looked at Ding Minghui with an inquiring gaze, and Ding Minghui noticed the driver subtly gesturing at him, signaling to allow ng Xiaoyang to join. After all, he was just a driver and had already said enough; making such decisions was beyond him.
"Oh, then let's go together, I don't mind." Ding Minghui realized but regretted imdiately after speaking. While Fang Jueyu could arrange the driver and the car, what would happen at the company?
"However, sir, I'm afraid there's a problem… Mr. Ding's car only has five seats, so you might..."
"Oh, it's fine, I'll drive myself!" ng Xiaoyang quickly grabbed his car keys from the table and slipped them into his pocket. Others were driving a Rolls-Royce, while his BMW 7 Series, decent as it might be, was clearly not in the sa class and there was no need to embarrass himself.
They hadn't eaten much, but no one had any appetite left. The bill was already paid when the order was placed, and the six of them left the restaurant together.
"Are we really going to ride in this car?" Fu Zi hesitated before getting in.
"Get on!" Ding Minghui patted Fu Zi's head, "You and Uncle and Auntie sit in the back, don't worry, whatever happens, I'm here!"
"Okay!" Seeing the determination in Ding Minghui's eyes, Fu Zi nodded heavily.
Fu Changhong and Wang Yan had never in their lives ridden in such a luxury car. They boarded nervously, unsure of where to put their hands and feet amid the incredibly luxurious interior.
"Little Ding, this car must cost a lot, huh?" Wang Yan cautiously asked.
"Uh… other departnts in the company handle these things. I only manage ga developnt and security." Ding Minghui had no idea how much the car was worth, so he half-lied.
"Are you Miss Fu's mother?" The driver quickly stepped in to help Ding Minghui. "Mr. Ding has always been responsible for the company's developnt and security departnts and doesn't concern himself with these things. Let explain."
"The car, with its features and including taxes, totals 12 million yuan. It was bought for Mr. Ding by the company this year."
"Hiss!" Wang Yan and Fu Changhong took a sharp intake of breath. This was more money than they had made working hard most of their lives.
"Sothing isn't right!" Wang Yan, being perceptive, noted Ding Minghui could never fake such an inferior posture. If he were truly a general manager of a large company, how could he behave like this?
With such resources, if he wanted to marry Fu Zi, he could have driven this car when they first t. But the last ti they t, Ding Minghui and Fu Zi left in a taxi.
"Could it all be an act? He wanted to appear poor and test them?" The couple began to let their imaginations run wild, noting Fu Zi seed oblivious to it all.
But none of this appeared to be intentionally arranged; even renting a Rolls-Royce would cost a lot of money!
"We'll know whether it's true once we see the business license at the company," Fu Changhong whispered to his wife.
"How could this happen?" Following behind, ng Xiaoyang's expression turned twisted. Just when he was about to succeed, how could this happen?
"No way! It must all be fake! I'll see how you keep up the act once we're at the company!" ng Xiaoyang thought maliciously.
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