When I was leaving ho in the morning, Chairman Su called, hoping that I could help him secure this contract. Although he used very polite words, his tone was unmistakably insistent.
On Shi Aoju’s side, there was no clear stance, but Su Jiuyi is Chairman Su’s daughter, so perhaps he might give Su Zhenxiong so face.
If the tension between the two sides runs high, should I call Su Jiuyi for support?
Song Zhike thought idly as he watched Su Zhenxiong score another point, widening the gap with Shi Aoju.
"Apologies, Young Master Jue, I’ll accept the victory," Su Zhenxiong chuckled politely.
Song Zhike could see that Shi Aoju wasn’t really engaged, which allowed the old fox to snatch a few points ahead. Though he usually didn’t care much for golf, he had a natural knack for ball gas since college.
"Zhike doesn’t usually like playing ball gas?" Su Zhenxiong changed the topic to this matchmaker since he noticed Shi Aoju wasn’t interested.
"Not bad, just not very good at it," Song Zhike shrugged.
In truth, back in college, he, Shi Aoju, and Qin Shaobai were all on the school’s basketball team. Moreover, one year, he worked on a golf ga software, and at that ti, the three of them cramd up on golf knowledge, even considered writing a theoretical book about ball landing points.
Like Shi Aoju, he wasn’t interested in stealing the spotlight from Su Zhenxiong; they still adhered to the traditional virtues of respecting the old and caring for the young.
"I wonder if Young Master Jue has any interest in the proposals I offered yesterday?" After much idle talking, Su Zhenxiong finally brought up today’s main topic, "Zhike also expressed hope that the two of us could develop that piece of land together. After all, today’s business world is all about strong alliances. Although the Shi Family is a vast comrcial empire, I’m no less competent, and collaborating would save Young Master Jue much more effort and money, wouldn’t it?"
Song Zhike touched his nose and chuckled mischievously, "I also agree with my father-in-law’s idea."
He felt that advocating for others was a thankless job, much more taxing than manual labor.
Shi Aoju snorted, squinting at the distant blue sky, suddenly thinking of Su Jiuyi, wondering if she was troubled by those hard-to-prune plants.
Su Jiuyi, who was weeding in the flowerbed, couldn’t help but sneeze.
"Su Jiuyi, you need to clear all of this; don’t slack off," the housekeeper suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Oh, okay," Su Jiuyi replied, frowning, wondering if she had caught a cold after sneezing.
*
Shi Aoju withdrew his gaze, crossed his arms, and looked down at Su Zhenxiong with an air of mockery in his voice: "I wonder if soone as busy as Chairman Su, who is constantly working day in and day out, ever spends ti caring for his family?"
Su Zhenxiong’s smile froze on his face. He couldn’t quite grasp the significance of Shi Aoju’s question, nor understand the hostility in his eyes, but his smooth-talking nature kept him composed as he replied, "Of course I consider my family. I know that all of Young Master Jue’s family is abroad so you can’t reunite, but since they are family, the hearts are always connected, right?"
"Chairman Su, you say it very well," Shi Aoju laughed, but the smile carried a chilling undertone.
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