How did I become a god

Chapter 1722 Talking About Rumors

The meeting place between Jing Gao and Wan's father was a small living room on the first floor, which was elegantly furnished.

Wan's father resembled Wan Feifei in appearance. In his forties or fifties, his youthful handsomeness was still faintly visible. Dressed in a white shirt and trousers, he exuded the air of someone working within the system, yet he lacked the oppressive aura of someone in a superior position.

This was consistent with what Jing Gao knew. He felt somewhat awkward coming to see Wan's father today, but it wasn't because Wan Feifei, this fair-skinned and delicate young woman, was so charming that he was willing to do something for her.

"Uncle Wan, hello!" Jing Gao strode over and extended his hand.

Mr. Wan was visibly taken aback before shaking hands with Jing Gao. "Mr. Jing, hello." He hadn't expected Jing Gao to call him "uncle," which made him feel somewhat proud.

Of course, the decision he has made will not be changed.

Jing Gao did not correct his form of address, but gestured to invite Wan's father to sit on the sofa for guests.

Wang Feifei followed Jing Gao in. The stunningly beautiful 25-year-old woman had already changed out of her maid uniform and into a moon-white silk cheongsam, which perfectly accentuated her 168cm tall figure.

She possessed a strikingly beautiful and aloof appearance, exuding an air of unapproachable elegance befitting a lady of high society, yet she was actually quite gentle and delicate. Her skin was as white and smooth as tofu, so delicate it seemed as if it could be broken with a touch.

It is truly a masterpiece.

Wan Feifei poured the tea, then subtly gave her father a wink before leaving the small living room, leaving her father feeling both amused and exasperated.

Feifei, what are you talking about? It's like he's meeting his son-in-law. But that's not how it is at all.

According to ancient etiquette, a concubine's father was not considered a father-in-law, and the male head of the household should treat him as he would like to be.

As you can see, in *Dream of the Red Chamber*, Jia Huan's mother, Aunt Zhao's, younger brother served as her personal attendant.

Jing Gao could tell that Wan's father seemed to have a slightly complicated mood. He was quite familiar with this kind of thing, after all, apart from Weiwei's father, who was her father-in-law, he had also met many other women's fathers.

For example: Chu Qing's father, Uncle Ling; Wang Hanjun's father, Wang Jian; Yu Jie's father, Chen Ziyuan...

Jing Gao took the initiative to start the conversation, and said politely, "Uncle Wan, my Phoenix Agriculture Company is planning to do some things in the agricultural field. I wonder if you would be interested in taking a position here?"

There's no need to talk about preferential treatment; he'll definitely offer generous compensation. The goal is simply to help Wan's father leave and live a more dignified, comfortable life.

Mr. Wan knew perfectly well that this was probably because his daughter Feifei was very popular with the young man in front of her.

But damn it.

He had heard of the "Gubei Water Town Incident" that had caused a great stir in Beijing. Who in the Beijing system didn't know about this young tycoon's methods and womanizing ways?

His daughter married him, and as a father, he felt a mix of emotions, yet he was helpless.

Now that this "benefit" has fallen into his lap, he's too lazy to get involved in these matters anymore; he just wants some peace and quiet.

Mr. Wan politely declined, saying, "Mr. Jing, thank you for your kindness. I've been living a very comfortable and leisurely life these past few years. I just drink tea and read the newspaper at work, without any worries. I don't want to go through any more trouble for the time being."

Jing Gao was slightly taken aback, not expecting to be rejected.

Logically speaking, just like people who enter the entertainment industry, who wouldn't want to be a big star and make money? Establishing a persona of being unassuming, indifferent, and serene is unavoidable; you simply can't compete.

Jing Gao thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, Uncle Wan, I respect your opinion."

Since the other party had no interest, he naturally wouldn't consider Wan's father when forming the agricultural strategy committee. The selection of committee members was based primarily on ability; they had to be able to effectively advance his plans.

The operation was carried out in Beijing by Guo Pojun, who had already left the Shan Hai Jing chip company.

But forced relationships are never sweet.

Jing Gao picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then changed the subject to a lighthearted one: "Uncle Wan, what books are you reading lately? I just reread Mai Jia's 'The Message' a couple of days ago."

Wan Feifei had revealed to him that Wan's father loved reading. Surprisingly, his suggestion to meet Wan's father made Feifei, a fair-skinned and beautiful young woman, quite nervous, and she had to work on both sides.

He would never have bothered with this if it weren't for Feifei's kindness towards him. He's too lazy to do it next time.

Too troublesome.

Mr. Wan suddenly became interested: "Oh? Mr. Jing also reads this kind of novel?"

"Yeah, when I have nothing to do, I'll flip through books or listen to music."

Mr. Wan smiled and said, "Your hobby is quite good; it's a return to simplicity!"

At thirty years old, Jing Gao's entertainment during his teenage years mostly consisted of reading and listening to music. Playing video games was, after all, subject to parental supervision.

As for Jing Gao's fondness for women, he's seen plenty of men like that in his life; there's no man who doesn't like it.

Jing Gao smiled and started talking, chatting with Wan's father, "I think the good thing about the book 'The Message' is that it's not just a spy story. It's a profound examination of human nature under extreme circumstances."

"The perseverance and sacrifice of 'Old Ghost' Li Ningyu was not only for passing on intelligence, but also a pure expression of faith. His determination to 'be in the darkness, but with his heart turned towards the light' was very moving."

"The cunning and ruthlessness of Ryukawa Hihara also highlight the brilliance of that faith. The movie adaptation of this book is also excellent, but the psychological battles and oppressive atmosphere in the original work are expressed more vividly in the text."

"Mai Jia's writing is very powerful. He combines a kind of 'escape room' suspense with a grand historical background very well. However, I think that the book's portrayal of the 'code' itself, that ultimate intellectual contest, is also a unique aesthetic. It makes people feel the heights that human wisdom could reach in an era without high technology."

Jing Gao and Wan's father discussed the plot, characters, historical background, and literary value of "The Message" at length, taking turns to speak, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

After chatting for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Jing Gao successfully created a pleasant atmosphere, and then politely saw Wan's father out.

"Dad, Brother Jing..." Wan Feifei, who had been paying attention to the commotion, rushed over. She was talking to two pretty girls in the hallway outside when she saw this and quickly came over to accompany Jing Gao to see her father out of the villa.

"Sigh..." Before getting into the car, Wan's father sighed deeply in front of Jing Gao, but took the initiative to extend his hand and shake hands with Jing Gao.

In the darkness, watching the taillights of Wan's father's departing car, Jing Gao let out a soft breath, turned his head to look at the beautiful young woman who was still saddened by the parting and looked bewildered, and couldn't help but smile.

He reached out and pinched her soft, delicate cheek. "Feifei, how about we find a place to celebrate?"

Through this contact, the relationship between Wan Feifei and I has basically been settled to some extent with the approval of her family.

"Huh? Brother Jing, what are we celebrating?" Wan Feifei, wearing a moon-white silk cheongsam, blushed instantly, her cold and aloof temperament shattered, and she gained a touch of the indescribable charm of a twenty-five-year-old woman.

She felt that her brother was just making up an excuse to mess with her. Of course, she couldn't refuse; they hadn't been intimate for days, and she was thinking about it too.

only…

"Brother Jing, didn't you say you were still recuperating?"

Jing Gao couldn't help but laugh. He pulled the stunningly beautiful young woman, who was 1.68 meters tall, into his arms. Right at the villa's entrance, under the moonlight, he kissed her sweet little mouth, gently stroking her back and the round, pert buttocks accentuated by her moon-white cheongsam.

"Silly Feifei, from now on you can just stay with me and relax!"

Feeling the pressure of his kneading, Wan Feifei couldn't help but recall the speed at which he removed her armor and attacked her during their first meeting, quickly making her smooth and allowing for real contact. But upon hearing her request, he immediately released her, returned the forty million, and hired a lawyer from a top-tier law firm to handle her case, thus eliminating the legal risks and debts brought by her ex-husband.

Wan Feifei looked up at the man's face. Although he wasn't handsome, only slightly good-looking, his face was already deeply imprinted in her heart!

She looked at him with her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said emotionally, "Brother Jing, I've been devoted to you for a long time!"

As she spoke, she pursed her lips slightly, and with a shy and charming air, she took Jing Gao's hand and led him to her room in Villa No. 11. "Brother, let me show you around my room."

(End of this chapter)