So now he is sitting at one of the tables with his daughter.
"Dad, it seems like he doesn’t fancy ."
Jiang Lin couldn’t help but say.
In youth, one cannot encounter too stunning a person; to Jiang Lin, Xu Lin is the most stunning person.
In fact, she would never et a guy like Xu Lin, who is complete in every aspect, in her lifeti.
It’s no wonder Jiang Lin has feelings for Xu Lin.
"It’s right for him not to fancy you. Think about it, aside from being my daughter, what other outstanding attributes do you have?"
Jiang Mingyang spoke bluntly.
Jiang Lin hurriedly said, "But I’m pretty, and I have a good figure."
"Linlin, beauty is nothing."
Jiang Mingyang shook his head, "For a guy like him, he won’t be short of beautiful won. I have never t a guy like him in my lifeti; the impression he gives is too unique. He is going to go far, reaching heights beyond my imagination."
Jiang Lin pouted, silent for a mont.
She opened the front-facing cara on her phone and looked at herself on the screen.
She indeed is pretty, known as a goddess in school, with countless excellent guys pursuing her.
But with Xu Lin, she hit a snag.
"Dad, I’m not bad either!"
She said.
Jiang Mingyang didn’t speak, just looked off into the distance at Xu Lin.
As a middle-aged man, although still in his pri, his son at ho, though not incapable, wasn’t extraordinary either. It might be quite challenging to inherit his business; Jiang Mingyang is worried that his lifelong achievents could collapse in his son’s hands. With only one son, Jiang Mingyang is a bit anxious at present, only hoping for his future grandson, the third generation.
In this regard, Jiang Mingyang sowhat understands those big families and even certain prominent figures with many sons.
Because I can have ten sons, even if nine are useless, there will still be one who can stand out, and perhaps among the ten sons, a true dragon might erge, leading the family to a higher position, extending the family’s legacy to another era or even longer.
However, Jiang Mingyang’s current wife is quite vigilant, holding many lethal pieces of dirt on him, or else he would consider seeking won outside to have children, finding excellent won to give birth to superior genes, nurturing a true dragon to rise with the wind.
In reality, his wife allows him to find won outside at his discretion but doesn’t permit him to leave offspring outside.
Elsewhere.
The opening ceremony is lively; the ceremony for "Dajing Dynasty" is much more bustling than the previous "Miss Maybach" ceremony because the latter is a love-thed series with fewer group characters. "Dajing Dynasty" is different; it has too many group characters, more in terms of numbers—over thirty important roles compared to "Miss Maybach’s" four. This is the difference between the two.
"Dajing Dynasty," is the stage of history, which is the stage of n.
"Mr. Xu, I heard your handwriting is beautiful. How about writing a few words?"
Chen Baoguo said with a smile.
With his lead, many people on the scene also suggested Mr. Xu write a few words.
It’s not really flattering, but sotis, social conventions in the circle are like this—when a big na speaks, the smaller nas follow. This kind of social convention has existed on this land for thousands of years.
"No problem, I’ll write a few words then!"
In a historical drama, there are the Four Treasures of Study here: brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, for those who write calligraphy to enjoy.
After a while, everyone saw Xu Lin standing at a table with the Four Treasures of Study.
Ye Shengjun helped him pour so ink, pouring it onto the inkstone.
Xu Lin picked up the brush, about the size of a girl’s thumb, wetting it with water first, then with ink.
After that, Xu Lin wrote fluently and smoothly on the rice paper, from right to left, writing four words: Dajing Dynasty.
Cursive script.
"Mr. Xu’s handwriting is really beautiful!"
Ye Shengjun exclaid, "I don’t understand calligraphy, but seeing Mr. Xu’s writing, I just feel an overwhelming grandeur coming at !"
"Are you flattering ? I’ve been flattered too much today, I don’t want to hear it."
Xu Lin laughed.
"Haha..."
Ye Shengjun laughed loudly too, "Do you like this flattery?"
"I don’t like being flattered."
Xu Lin answered him with a playful tone, telling everyone not to flatter him.
Jiang Mingyang ca over, looked at Xu Lin’s writing; he also didn’t understand calligraphy, but like Ye Shengjun, he felt Xu Lin’s writing had an impressive aura, grand and overwhelming.
"This writing is great!"
Jiang Mingyang couldn’t help but exclaim.
Actually, Xu Lin’s writing directly hit the hot search, but that’s another story.
The opening ceremony lasted for several hours.
Afterward, everyone dispersed, and Xu Lin and the others began the second half.
Jiang Mingyang sent his daughter away, leaving the three n.
National Beauty.
This is actually an ancient-style high-end venue, a place for dining and relaxation.
Those so-called high-end restaurants outside cannot compare.
Average spending of several thousand is considered high-end dining in the eyes of ordinary people, but this few thousand, even middle-class or ordinary salary earners can afford by gritting their teeth; what does that an?
What do those truly wealthy people, those extravagant and corrupt officials eat?
Xu Lin found it eye-opening.
Entering through the door is like entering a cave, past the entrance is a bridge, beneath is a large pool with lotus flowers, small boats, and won dressed scantily, with fair skin and beautiful ancient costus. They are in the water, looking wet.
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