In order to live in seclusion, I tricked my roommate into falling in love.

Chapter 142: No True Love, Even if It’s Tired, I Love You

The call from the billionaire must be accepted.

I didn't even drive back to the congested city. It was much faster to go directly through the mountains.

I can also talk to Old Mai in the car: "I don't want to take kickbacks from this design order. I will transfer the money to Mai... Lizhu later."

When he heard the name, he wanted to laugh.

But this is no joke.

Mai Dehui refused to budge: "Then I didn't expect you to give me a fishing rod worth tens of thousands of yuan. This is a kickback for the other party, not for my father-in-law."

He is driving the car.

Zi Xiaowei had no doubt that if he said he was just expressing his feelings to Maizi, his father would rush off the overpass and die together with him.

I could only try to be calm: "We get along well now, but who can tell what will happen in the future? I treat you like an elder and a big brother. It's too hasty to finalize the matter between me and Ah Zhu so early. I'm not mentally prepared at all."

Old Mac got straight to the point: "Is it because of the owner of this clothing company? I heard it's a young girl."

An old hand can get to the bottom of things quietly, and put the betrothal gifts there first before discussing other matters.

Decent.

Zi Xiaowei wasn't panicking. "Yes, and no. First of all, she's my sister, my stepmother's daughter. My dad married a female entrepreneur of his generation. I'm just a burden. Otherwise, how would I have had the chance to get this project..."

Mai Dehui tapped his fingers slowly on the steering wheel, driving at a steady speed.

Zi Xiaowei explained the entire process without hiding anything, even going so far as to describe his role as a livestreamer for a lingerie company. "Even Ah Zhu doesn't know I'm a livestreamer, and my female college-educated partner is now completely harassed by her. It's even harder to explain why I'm spending so much of my time on gardening when I could be making millions."

It's very strange that Zi Xiaowei never told Zi Weichang about this.

Maybe this father has never been reliable since he was a child.

Lao Mai is quite reliable: "I don't understand live streaming, but at least based on my experience with influencers, I also think this situation won't last long. Policies or the market will definitely do everything they can to control this industry where only a small number of people can reap huge profits. That's why I'm even more surprised that you can see this clearly."

Zi Xiaowei further explained his career setbacks: "...This is why I had to go back to college to study something I truly enjoy, something that theoretically wouldn't be affected by policy. I was really a bit paranoid, so this time I wanted to take advantage of the trend and bet on car sales."

Old Mac patted the steering wheel: "This is the car?"

In the morning, he saw the SUV with a more luxurious aura also with a temporary license plate, but he didn't ask why they were driving one after another.

Zi Xiaowei finally gave a good answer: "Actually, this is like learning to look at things from a different perspective. By the way, I also saw new energy vehicles..."

Old Mai moved his mouth but didn't say anything.

Zi Xiaowei, however, wasn't venting his anger. "But look at this beautiful car, right? I heard Changjiang also has a new energy version, but it hasn't been released yet. There are companies like Yunfan that mess around and only care about immediate profits, but there are also many automakers that are actually working hard. Recently, I've come across several domestically produced high-end new energy vehicles, which have completely changed my perspective. And when I look at the national policy support, I understand this game of chess a little better."

The architect said, "Eastern Guangdong also has many supporting enterprises in the automotive industry chain. In the past, they mainly provided supporting services to joint venture brands or exports, but now they are increasingly inclined to serve domestic brands. The support effect is very obvious. We have formed a very complete industry scale in our country."

Zi Xiaowei has made numerous observations: "Just like many people don't quite understand why policies favor new energy vehicles, it boils down to this: Japan, Germany, the United States, and other European and American countries control the discourse in the automotive industry. If we can start anew, bypass this industry exploitation, and even lead a new industry direction, we should reap the benefits. It's time for such a large industry to profit globally, expanding the manufacturing sector, which has already become the world's leading industrial power. Not to mention that this will further weaken the industrial chain advantages of Japanese and German automakers. It's a typical national calculation. I want to see if I can participate."

If you talk about this kind of political establishment topic with a silly, handsome guy like Zi Weichang, even Aunt Yang and Boss Dai would laugh at you.

But Old Mac nodded slowly: "You are quite courageous. I have only dared to stay in the architectural design industry all my life. Even though I have come into contact with so many people, I have never dared to step out of my own professional field and try anything."

Especially the people in eastern Guangdong, especially those in Shenzhen, understand very well that changes of the times are everywhere. It just depends on whether they can find the right point and have the courage to jump on it.

Zi Xiaowei changed the subject, saying, "Boss Dai taught me a lot, including being able to sell products through live streaming. That's when I started to gain some courage. It's a classic example of money giving courage to a coward. I even met Ah Zhu while helping with the promotional video." Old Mai caught on: "Aren't you dating this woman?"

Zi Xiaowei had a clear conscience about this: "No, I don't have any other relationships besides Ah Zhu, and I simply don't have the energy for it. Ah Zhu and I don't see each other every day. I have some feelings for this sister, but her mother controls my father. I really can't stand the overpowering control of that CEO-style person."

Mai Dehui finally said, "Lizhu's mother and I... really feel that we can leave Lizhu to you without worry. We can enjoy life freely. Haha, good men are still very popular, right?"

Zi Xiaowei didn't dare to be complacent at all: "Look at me, I'm very low-key in school. I put all my energy into gardening studies and projects, and about 10% to 20% on live broadcasting. I study women's underwear all day long, but now I'm preparing for the car project, which has attracted more attention. The rest of the time, Ah Zhu and I are busy with our own things, so I think we should keep it this way for now and wait a few years. She..."

I didn't dare say it out loud. Maizi is only in his early twenties, why is he in such a hurry?

Maybe people from eastern Guangdong think that they should find a husband as soon as possible?

Old Mai was distressed: "Her mother and I will have to worry about her for a few more years..."

Then we arrived at the place, where there were rows of large 4S dealership buildings, various luxury car brands, and various models parked densely.

It's a place where all kinds of brands gather.

New and used cars are packed everywhere.

Zi Xiaowei also introduced this as the largest car sales distribution center in Jiangzhou: "But I have a feeling that if my type of car sales live broadcast model enters the market, many people here will be unemployed. Companies would rather spend 100 million to support a top live broadcast team than spend more money on hundreds or thousands of ordinary salespeople, not to mention the huge store expenses. They only need to do the cooperative work such as test driving, picking up cars, maintenance and repairs."

Mai Dehui suddenly understood: "Now that you put it that way, I finally understand the difference between selling goods in a live broadcast room and ordinary stores, or even ordinary online stores."

Zi Xiaowei is proud: "I am even the type who subverts ordinary live broadcast rooms. I only focus on a certain product or brand. This makes consumers trust me much more and my credit guarantee is much higher."

Old Mac must be checking his phone all the time. "Yeah, those guys who sell dozens of products in one night. I guess they don't even know what they are. They're just bluffing. I get it... Hey! Diulei Laomou, he's so popular!"

Zi Xiaowei quickly said: "Hey, hey, hey, although I don't know how you want to embarrass my mom, this is really not right!"

Because there was a long row of Changjiang cars, surrounded by a lot of people.

The tall man standing next to Assistant Chang, with his leather jacket and slicked-back hair, looked like a big boss, and he was very stylish and looked down on everyone.

Even if there were a lot of employees standing around, they couldn't block the chairman's aura.

Really, no introduction is needed. Even Old Mac, looking at him like this, can clearly see the kingly attitude that makes everyone around him surrender.

I know this is the boss of the multi-billion dollar car company.

It seems that only this kind of Lion King-like existence can suppress the restlessness from all sides inside and outside the car companies.

And then the assistant standing next to her has a princess vibe.

Even though Miss Chang really wanted to look like an assistant in her attire, she wore a black suit, a white turtleneck sweater as a base, and tied her hair into a ponytail, which was simple and refreshing.

But it clearly cannot conceal the contradictory feeling that supported her to the top.

The former gold medal teacher training is like seeing a poor student who always ranks last in the class but is pushed by his parents to sit in the first row, hoping to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University.

Is this father still unwilling to give up?

Old Mac still didn't step on the accelerator and rush over, but he was determined to follow Zi Xiaowei to see what was going on.

Is it so difficult to find a good son-in-law?
(End of this chapter)