Father Tao also followed along and took out the contract. "Young Master Xiao, take a look at this contract. I’ve discussed it with your father before."
Xiao Mo received the contract and carefully skimd through it.
Other matters he could fabricate lies about, but when it ca to business, there was no room for carelessness.
"President Tao, doesn’t this seem a bit lacking in profit for the Xiao Family?" Xiao Mo glanced at Father Tao and imdiately began discussing the matter with him without the slightest courtesy.
In the business world, Xiao Mo was sharper than a seasoned fox.
The key was that so of those seasoned foxes couldn’t keep up with the tis anymore, whereas Xiao Mo was still very young.
The younger he was, the better he understood how to exploit the vulnerabilities of middle-aged and elderly people.
For instance, older generations often valued tangible industries more than funds or stocks. Xiao Mo cleverly shifted profits towards shares and demanded a stake in the new project.
Father Tao resisted a few tis but eventually agreed to compromise.
Initially, he thought Xiao Mo was just bluffing his way through. Unexpectedly, the young man turned out to be genuinely capable.
Xiao Mo’s father never doubted his son’s business negotiation abilities, though he was still brooding over the matter of the fifty thousand yuan.
Spent twenty thousand yuan to help an ex-girlfriend get an abortion?
Even now, Xiao Mo’s father hadn’t quite wrapped his head around it...
Xiao Mo resolved the contract with Father Tao quickly. Miss Tao was already sowhat distracted. Although Xiao Mo looked decent, even pleasing to the eye, he was, unfortunately, a scumbag.
n like this only know how to toy with won and never truly care about them.
To them, love doesn’t exist. Marriage is just an excuse to settle down after they’ve had their fun.
"All show and no substance"... that’s what people would call such n.
While Father Tao was discussing business with Xiao Mo, Miss Tao had already started fiddling with her phone, clearly absent-minded.
Finally, after much ado, the dinner gathering ca to an end. The business deal was secured, and Father Tao and Xiao Mo casually had a few drinks.
Fearing that they might co up with new thoughts afterward, Xiao Mo half-jokingly said to them, "I had a great ti talking with President Tao today, and I have quite a good impression of Miss Tao. I wonder if Miss Tao likes my type?"
Uttering sothing like this, Xiao Mo felt himself to be exceptionally thick-skinned.
Fortunately, he had so alcohol in his system. If he were sober, he definitely wouldn’t dare say such a thing.
He still cared about saving face—he wasn’t Shen’s CEO after all.
Sure enough, Miss Tao sneered inwardly, though she remained outwardly composed and polite. "I’m sorry, Mr. Xiao, I prefer more artistic n."
"Oh? More artistic? Miss Tao really has that fresh and refined vibe." Xiao Mo grinned innocently. "I’m definitely not artistic, so I guess I can only be friends with Miss Tao? Actually, I do have so interest in Miss Tao; you’re my type."
"Apologies, Mr. Xiao, but we aren’t suitable for each other." Miss Tao rejected him outright.
Xiao Mo thought to himself: oh, so even I face rejection sotis.
But given the persona he played tonight as a bit of a scumbag, it was unsurprising no won would like him.
"Well then, let’s just be friends in the future!" Xiao Mo smiled.
Father Tao said nothing more. Clearly, he himself wasn’t very satisfied with Xiao Mo either.
The dinner dragged on till past midnight. Everyone had so drinks and were sent ho by their respective drivers.
Instead of heading ho, Xiao Mo went directly to the hotel front desk. "Get a room."
Xiao Mo’s father fud with suppressed anger. "You’re not going ho? Co back with ; you’re going to give a proper explanation!"
"Old Xiao, I’ve secured the business deal for you. Can’t I stay at the hotel for one night? The hotel bed’s bigger than the one at ho. Besides, hotels are more suited for... activities, and you and Mom won’t hear any... odd noises."
In the last few words, Xiao Mo deliberately emphasized his tone.
Old Xiao was truly enraged; activities? Seriously?
"Xiao Mo, when did you beco like this? Don’t think I can’t control you just because you’re in C City! Watch yourself when it cos to your private life!" Xiao Mo’s father cursed him.
"Old Xiao, I’m an adult now."
"You!" Xiao Mo’s father was so infuriated he nearly couldn’t catch his breath. It was fortunate his health was good, or this son might have given him a heart attack.
The receptionist handed Xiao Mo the room card. Xiao Mo casually slid it into his pants pocket and said nonchalantly, "Old Xiao, don’t bother introducing to any more girlfriends in the future. I might end up ruining so poor girl."
"Xiao Mo, answer properly. Were the things you said during dinner tonight true? Did you really spend fifty thousand yuan on your ex-girlfriend’s abortion?" Xiao Mo’s father was still incredulous.
On principles, Xiao Mo’s father trusted his son deeply. But when it ca to matters between n and won... things were harder to control.
After all, once the child grows up...
"Yeah, I just didn’t tell you back then because I knew you’d lose your temper."
"You, you, you!" Xiao Mo’s father was practically beside himself. "So when do you plan to get married?"
"When I’ve had enough fun."
After those words, Xiao Mo flashed a grin at his father, hands stuffed into his pockets. "Alright, Old Xiao, I’m heading upstairs now. Want to book a room for you too?"
"Get lost!" Xiao Mo’s father was so furious his eyes were practically bloodshot.
To make the act more convincing, Xiao Mo even bought a box of condoms at the front desk.
He knew his father detested playboys. With this move, perhaps for the next year or so, the old man wouldn’t bother introducing him to any potential matches.
Once he got upstairs, Xiao Mo imdiately tossed the condoms into the trash can.
But the long night stretched on, and having had a bit of alcohol, he felt a splitting headache.
Unable to sleep in the dead of night, he decided to open his phone and deal with emails.
Old Xiao was, in truth, easy to fool. The man fundantally trusted him, although what he did this ti seed a little too over-the-top. It was likely Old Xiao would lose sleep over it for quite so ti.
As for himself, he couldn’t care less. Going ho was only to nip Old Xiao’s matchmaking attempts in the bud.
Although, if President Tao and his daughter turned out to be gossipy types, finding a future match might indeed pose so difficulties.
Thinking of this, Xiao Mo let out a chuckle, feeling a kind of mischievous delight.
During this trip ho, Xiao Mo made sure to swing by his family’s company, tackling so of the issues his father had left unresolved.
Old Xiao was so mad he avoided Xiao Mo for several days and had a project manager receive him instead.
"Young Master, if possible, you should co back to manage the company. I’ve noticed that you have sharp insights," said the project manager, full of admiration for Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo remained silent. Having climbed to the position of vice president in Shen Group, his vision had to be sharp and precise. Otherwise, Shen Group wouldn’t have solidified its footing in C City.
"My father works ticulously and prudently. Although conservative, he wins in stability," Xiao Mo replied.
"Yes, yes, Chairman Xiao is indeed steady," the manager quickly echoed.
Xiao Mo offered so advice to the accompanying secretary before touring the factory.
After identifying nurous issues and coming up with solutions, Xiao Mo was finally satisfied.
If he infuriated his father to the point of coughing up blood, this could count as compensation, right?
He ended up staying in the hotown for nearly a week. However, before his departure, Old Xiao still avoided him, refusing to see him.
His mother, however, couldn’t bear for him to leave. She secretly visited him at the factory and even personally cooked him a hearty al.
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