"It’s getting late, let’s call it a day."
Consultant Sun hurriedly said.
"Oh! Right, right! Chairman Gao, we’ve already booked the best restaurant in the county. Why don’t we go now and you can try the local specialties?
Also, the village chief and the county head know you’re coming..."
"There’s no need for that, I don’t like to make public appearances, nor am I fond of socializing.
However... I am quite interested in the local cuisine."
Gao Yuan said and suddenly turned to look at Mr. ng.
"There’s no need to go far when sothing good is so near. Manager ng’s ho is close by, right? If it’s not too much trouble, a simple al there would be fine."
Her visit wasn’t mainly about inspecting ngshan Pasture...
"Ah? Go... go to my ho?" Mr. ng was stunned.
Consultant Sun had a weird look on his face.
And to think they said there were no special connections? No, I must cling to these powerful coattails from now on!
"Would that be inconvenient?"
"No, no, no! It’s very convenient!"
...
The ng family courtyard.
Gao Yuan looked around with interest at the potted plants, climbing ivy, and various knick-knacks inside the courtyard, a look of exploration on her face for this ordinary yet sowhat cozy farmhouse courtyard.
Am I sneaking into the Boss’s lair? But the Boss’s lair is unexpectedly down-to-earth...
These days, aren’t the world-saving hermits typically portrayed as aloof elite professors of astrophysics?
A Chinese literature undergrad erging from a farmhouse courtyard... is way too grounded...
"Chairman Gao, these are just simple farm dishes, please don’t scorn them." Yang Hui said sowhat nervously as she laid the last dish on the table.
The sudden news that the major backer of ngshan Pasture was coming to dinner had given her quite a shock.
Without the ti to bla Mr. ng, she hurriedly put all her culinary skills to work to make a table full of delicious dishes.
"Hehe! Sister Hui, stop calling Chairman Gao. You are my elder, and ng Lang and I are friends. Just call Xiao Gao, or Gao Yuan when we are in private," Gao Yuan laughed.
"Ah?"
Whether it was Mr. ng who was setting the table or Yang Hui, both were stunned.
"Chairman Gao... You know our Xiao Lang?" Mr. ng asked, astonished.
"Yes! Not only do I know him, but he has also helped out quite a bit," Gao Yuan said with a smile.
"Ah, this..."
The couple exchanged looks.
It was hard to believe that ng Lang, an ordinary office worker who had only recently graduated, could be friends with a billionaire mogul...
Compared to Yang Hui’s surprise, Mr. ng was even more puzzled...
Ever since ng Lang brought ho two girls, he had thought the financier behind ngshan Pasture must be Yan Weiwei, whose family owned a martial arts school and had all the airs of a second-generation rich kid.
He had just been wondering whether Yan Weiwei knew Chairman Gao or was perhaps a shareholder in the company and that’s why she helped secure an investnt for ng Family Village.
But now here was Gao Yuan, the distinguished Chairwoman, also acting familiar with ng Lang...
What on earth was going on?
And during the conversation that followed, from catching fish and prawns as a child to the fights and brawls at school...
Gao Yuan openly showed her keen interest in ng Lang.
"What? History? Impossible! That kid has hated history since he was little, always at the bottom of the class in grades, hehe..."
Watching her expression... It was as if this was a matter of greater concern than a ten-billion-yuan investnt...
Mr. ng was utterly baffled by his life’s puzzles.
Would a normal friend care about your hobbies? Be curious about your life experiences? Even ask specifically about your history grades in the college entrance exam?
The relationship between these two... clearly wasn’t quite normal...
Could it be... it’s not about a wealthy woman and another wealthy woman.
But about a wealthy woman, another wealthy woman, and yet another wealthy woman?
My "undeserved fortune" seed to have found its answer at that mont...
Listening to the "ng Xiaolang Series Questions" thrown out from ti to ti by Gao Yuan, Mr. ng’s face twisted progressively...
"What a sin..."
...
With the connection of ng Lang, Gao Yuan also behaved very approachably, without a hint of the big boss’s airs, and Yang Hui gradually let go of her restraint.
The two of them chatted and laughed together, and the al lasted until the stars twinkled in the clear sky.
"Xiao Gao, it’s quite late, why don’t you stay over at our place for the night and catch your flight tomorrow?" Yang Hui warmly invited.
"Um... okay!" Gao Yuan thought for a mont and then agreed with a smile.
Then, that evening... she was arranged to stay in ng Lang’s room...
"Qingqing’s room is empty, why did you arrange for her to stay in Xiao Lang’s room?"
"Cough! You don’t understand, let’s go, go to sleep!"
Listening to the faint voices of conversation coming from downstairs, Gao Yuan walked over to ng Lang’s desk with a hint of curiosity.
Her fingers brushed over each book on the shelf that had turned slightly yellow with age, showing that they were old.
Various martial arts novels by Jin Yong and Gu Long, Sherlock Hols, The Daughter of Ti, And Then There Were None, all kinds of detective stories...
In the end, Gao Yuan couldn’t help but look amused and a bit exasperated as she pursed her lips.
"Sure enough, not a single history book..."
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