After laughing, Qian Xuan finally said seriously, "Looks like Feng Xiaoyue can't be given to you. Third Master Zheng has other plans in his mind! What is he thinking exactly?"
"Who knows? That smiling tiger is not to be underestimated! Tonight, don't I have to et Uncle Long? He asked to bring a gift."
"Oh? What is it?"
Liu Zhizhong took out the carefully packaged Chu King Seal from his briefcase and showed it to Qian Xuan.
Qian Xuan took it in his hand and upon closer inspection, was shocked, "Holy shit! What does this old fox Third Master Zheng an by this? Such a valuable seal, sothing my dad has always wanted but never got, and he asks you to bring it as a gift???"
Qian Xuan's entire face was filled with surprise and confusion.
Liu Zhizhong could only smile bitterly, "Godfather Zheng's thoughts are impenetrable, sigh～～～"
Qian Xuan kept touching the seal, looking at the clear waters of the nearby pond, unable to figure it out. After a while, he handed the seal back to Liu Zhizhong.
"Keep it, package it well, my dad will surely like it. As for what Third Elder Zheng is planning, we'll see. Tonight, we can ask my dad for an explanation."
"Hmm, that works…" Liu Zhizhong rewrapped the seal carefully and nodded, "Uncle Long, as the president of the Southwest Conference, surely has his unique insights."
"That's one way of putting it. If Third Elder Zheng is up to so tricks, my dad is not afraid of him and might even guess a bit of it."
"Yes, let's see what Uncle Long has to say..."
"..."
After chatting for a while, the two went upstairs to have tea. Luo Shuxiu was probably done brewing it by then.
Drinking tea in a wealthy household is an art, and it needs to be brewed slowly.
Liu Zhizhong, accompanying Qian Xuan, hadn't even reached the tea room balcony when he slled the pleasant fragrance of tea, so comforting!
But Qian Xuan whispered, "In the morning, I had soone test your senior sister's urine, hehe..."
He spoke with a face full of uncontrollable joy!
Upon hearing this, Liu Zhizhong was overjoyed and said in a low voice, "Brother Xuan, congratulations, you're going to be a dad, hehe..."
"Brother, thanks, you're going to be a dad too, hehe..."
Damn...
This conversation is really not awkward, just a bit overwhelming. If you're not in this circle, who knows the excitent within, right?
But Liu Zhizhong understood in his heart that no matter what the future holds, his relationship with the Qian Family is solid, at least with Qian Xuan it's solid, right? Thinking of the president of the Southwest Conference, Qian Long, who is Brother Xuan's father, Liu Zhizhong felt very reassured.
As dinner ti approached, the president of the Southwest Conference, Qian Long, arrived.
This low-profile yet influential figure didn't live with his son in the manor but elsewhere.
He actually arrived in a gray Santana.
As the car drove in, Liu Zhizhong frowned even from the tea room balcony and said lightly, "Brother Xuan, whose car is that? It doesn't match Qian's Manor at all!"
Indeed, even the most ordinary cars used by the staff of Qian's Manor would outshine this gray Santana by several levels!
Qian Xuan smiled calmly, "That's my dad coming."
"Uh... this..." Liu Zhizhong was taken aback and spread his hands, feeling a bit troubled, "Isn't this embarrassing?"
Qian Xuan shook his head, "My dad is a low-key person. Isn't this car low-key enough?"
"Yes, it's very low-key! The reclusive Uncle Long? Now you manage the family's major affairs, Uncle Long is enjoying leisure ti, right?"
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