Reborn as Zhao Ruilong of Handong, I will defy fate.

Chapter 475 New Elite in Beijing's Social Circle! Welcome, Young Master of Handong!

Yanjing.

The alarm hasn't gone off yet.

Zou Kangyong then opened his eyes and woke up.

I turned on the desk lamp and slowly got up.

He turned his head and glanced at his sleeping wife, Jia Shuhua, beside him.

Jia Shuhua, born in 1970, just turned 32 a few days ago.

And what about Zou Kangyong?

He will be turning sixty in half a month.

The two are 28 years apart in age.

Therefore, it's not an exaggeration for Jia Shuhua to call him "Dad".

In fact...

Zou Kangyong, who has two sons and whose younger son is the same age as Jia Shuhua, has always wanted a daughter.

Therefore, when the two were deeply in love, Zou Kangyong didn't like Jia Shuhua calling him "husband" but rather "dad".

Looking at his beautiful wife, with her exquisite features, luscious lips, and delicate skin...

Zou Kangyong really didn't want to get out of bed!

She truly deserves to be called the star of CCTV's Finance Channel!

At thirty-two years old, he showed absolutely no signs of aging.

On the contrary, she is even more gentle, intellectual, mature and charming.

However, the thought of attending such an important conference today is quite something.

Thinking back to last night's small gathering with Zhao Lichun, I realized I was working overtime late into the night.

My lower back and thighs still feel a little sore and swollen.

In order not to miss the conference, and also to avoid aging too quickly.

Wanting to continue improving, Zou Kangyong decisively got out of bed.

"You're awake already? The alarm hasn't gone off yet."

Jia Shuhua opened her bright black eyes.

Her eyes conveyed emotions, and her voice was delicate.

Zou Kangyong said more than once that she was his femme fatale.

After marrying her, he wasted a lot of his life and willingly succumbed to depravity.

"There's a big meeting today, so of course I have to get up early!"

Zou Kangyong turned off the alarm clock, turned his head and smiled:

"Go back to sleep!"

Since the two got together, Jia Shuhua has only gone to the TV station every few days.

Her colleagues and superiors knew her background and didn't say much.

Anyway, she doesn't care whether she gets paid or not; she's just getting by.

"Okay, good luck!"

Jia Shuhua raised her fist to cheer Zou Kangyong on.

But the black slip dress she was wearing was really hard to cover up.

Zou Kangyong quickly smiled, turned his head, and went straight to the bathroom.

You can't get angry so early in the morning!

Wash up, get dressed, and comb your shiny slicked-back hair.

Standing in front of the mirror, Zou Kangyong looked at himself from the front and side repeatedly.

Only after confirming that he looked dignified and exuded an air of authority did he leave satisfied.

Upon arriving at the dining room, the eldest son, Zou Haibin, and his wife, Huang Xiaowan, were already having breakfast.

"Dad, come over and have some soy milk!"

"Aunt Xu went out of her way to buy it early this morning; it's absolutely authentic!"

Huang Xiaowan greeted him warmly and immediately served Zou Kangyong a bowl.

But Zou Kangyong felt nauseous as soon as he smelled the fermented soybean juice.

Many older residents of Beijing love this flavor.

But as a southerner born in Handong.

Zou Kangyong simply couldn't get used to the douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) that the old Beijingers loved so much.

On his first try, the sour, pungent, and sticky taste made him vomit on the spot.

After that, Zou Kangyong never tried again.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaowan's first breakfast after returning from the United States was fermented soybean juice.

He even served himself such a big bowl...

However, considering that Huang Xiaowan was his eldest daughter-in-law, he decided to let it go.

Then he thought of Huang Xiaowan's parents, who were renowned geologists and oil and gas experts.

It not only helped him advance his career, but also made his eldest son, who started a company selling oil and gas equipment after studying abroad, successful in his career.

Instead of flying into a rage, Zou Kangyong sat down and smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Xiaowan."

"But I have to attend a big meeting today, so I need to drink less water."

"I'll just have a plain steamed bun to fill my stomach. You can have the soy milk!"

After saying that, Zou Kangyong quickly returned the bowl of soy milk in front of him to Huang Xiaowan.

He wondered if he should still go to the meeting today after drinking this big bowl of water.

Starting today, the most important topic of this four-day conference will be the election.

Even if he were transferred to the Western Regions, it wouldn't be the outcome he wanted most.

But at least it was a step forward, and he became a more powerful regional official.

So Zou Kangyong didn't want to become the 'focus of attention' on the first day of the meeting because of his sour smell.

Whenever attending an important meeting, Zou Kangyong tries to drink as little water as possible to avoid needing to use the restroom, and he never drinks soup or porridge with his meals.

After tearing the steamed bun in half, Zou Kangyong took a small bite and noticed that his eldest son, Zou Haibin, not only didn't greet him but was also looking at his phone while eating.

"Seaside, seaside!!"

Zou Haibin, who inherited his mother's genes, already had a very ordinary face.

He also wore thick glasses for nearsightedness and dressed in very ordinary, common clothes.

He looked exactly like a typical engineering student.

He doesn't seem like the owner of an oil and gas equipment company who earns hundreds of millions a year at all.

More like an ordinary teacher, a grassroots civil servant, or a software engineer who is not good at speaking and just likes to bury themselves in their work...

Perhaps it was precisely because of his honest and unassuming appearance and demeanor, coupled with his petroleum engineering background, that he won the favor of Huang Xiaowan's family.

"What's wrong, Dad?"

"What did you say happened?"

Zou Kangyong asked in an annoyed tone:

"Just eat, why are you staring at your phone like that? Are you reading an online novel again?"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Zou Haibin silently put down his phone and buried himself in his rice.

Zou Kangyong took a bite of the steamed bun and said while chewing:

“You loved reading novels when you were in school. Most of your allowance was used to buy or rent books. If you had eaten more, you would have been at least a few centimeters taller now.”

"I never imagined that now that I'm in my thirties, running my own business and being a boss, I would still enjoy reading novels, and instead of buying them, I read them online on my phone. I just don't understand, are they really that good?"

"Zhao Ruilong developed a 3G phone, such an advanced high-tech product. You could at least use it to browse the internet, read news, or chat about work. Using it to read novels is really a waste of your time!"

Zou Haibin remained silent.

He knew that since his mother passed away, his father had been acting as both father and mother, and had become nagging and would scold him whenever he had the chance.

No matter what I say, as soon as I open my mouth, my father will only say more.

So how can I refute him by saying that online novels are exciting and entertaining?

Can he really say that this novel website was all invested in and operated by Zhao Ruilong?

As more and more people register and pay to become members, they can spend money to read novels.

If authors can earn money, they will be more motivated to create better novels, thereby attracting more readers.

As news spread that writing online novels could earn money, more and more newcomers joined in, making the types of novels increasingly diverse, and both the quantity and quality of novels constantly improving.

Zou Haibin, who has been reading books for many years, has long discovered that the booming online novels are far more exciting and engaging than traditionally published novels, and also have greater development prospects due to their convenience, variety, and richness.

He believes the online novel industry should not be ignored. With the increasing number of excellent authors, it's only a matter of time before phenomenal works emerge, at which point the IP can be further developed and derived...

However, he couldn't communicate with his father about online novels, which belong to the internet industry.

In Zou Haibin's eyes, his father, Zou Kangyong, was a typical old-fashioned and conservative person.

Having studied petroleum engineering and worked in the petroleum system for many years, my mindset and perspective have become very mechanical and traditional.

He has almost no knowledge of electronics, information technology, networking, and so on, so naturally we can't have a conversation with him.

So even though his father thought he was honest and dull, like a blockhead, and not shrewd or tactful enough, Zou Haibin didn't object.

If I say I'm not stupid, but just too lazy to argue, would my father believe me?

He endured it for a while, and then his father stopped scolding him and started explaining things to his wife, Huang Xiaowan.

"Zhao Ruilong should have already left. After you have breakfast, go to the airport with him. It's better to be early than late, understand?"

In Zou Kangyong's view, his eldest daughter-in-law, Huang Xiaowan, was more shrewd and tactful than his dull-witted eldest son, Zou Haibin.

Hoping that Zou Haibin could win over Zhao Ruilong, build a good relationship, and invest heavily in the Western Regions is less worthwhile than hoping that Zhao Ruilong would become more outgoing.

"Don't worry, Dad, we'll leave right after breakfast!"

Huang Xiaowan agreed without hesitation.

After nodding, Zou Kangyong suddenly asked:

"By the way, what kind of car are you planning to use to pick him up?"

Huang Xiaowan laughed and said, "To receive such a distinguished guest, of course we need an imported Mercedes-Benz! You know he has bodyguards protecting him when he goes out, so I specially arranged for two of them!"

"No, no, no!"

Zou Kangyong shook his head repeatedly.

"You should change it right away. Change it to our domestically produced hybrid luxury SUV, the Land Rover M9."

“It wasn’t just that he invested money in research and development; he also personally participated in the design, testing, and marketing of the car.”

"Your use of a Mercedes to pick him up may reflect his distinguished status, but clearly using a car he made himself would better demonstrate your respect!"

Huang Xiaowan immediately looked troubled and said with a bitter face:

"But our company doesn't have that model of car, right, Haibin?"

Zou Kangyong was stunned.

"What? Your company didn't buy it? Such a good and popular car, and you didn't buy it?"

Hearing his father's words, which were clearly tinged with anger, he realized that his father was clearly angry.

Seeing that his wife was speechless, Zou Haibin quickly explained:

“Dad, I know you have a good relationship with Uncle Lichun, so we should support his son Zhao Ruilong’s business.”

"But the problem is that the car is just too popular. The order we placed in September still hasn't been delivered."

"Last week I specifically asked someone to follow up, saying it's hard to say this month, but we'll definitely get the car before the end of the year!"

"Then hurry up and find someone to borrow one! Or rent one from a car rental company! We have to get a Land Rover M9 to pick him up no matter what!"

Zou Kangyong took a big bite of the steamed bun, chewed it, and then couldn't help but ask with a worried expression:

"I told you, he prefers spicy food, you all remember that, right?"

Huang Xiaowan, quick to react, immediately replied, "I remember, I remember! That's why we've arranged several spicy and flavorful dishes for lunch!"

"Good to remember. We didn't plan ahead for the car, so we need to be careful with lunch!"

At this point, Zou Kangyong got up and went to find two packs of cigarettes and two lighters.

"Although neither of you smokes and you don't usually need to offer cigarettes to others, Zhao Ruilong does smoke. So when it's time to offer him a cigarette, remember to do so, understand?"

"Bring a lighter too. Even if he doesn't let you light it, you should still pretend. Remember, among men, smoking and drinking are the easiest ways to get them talking!"