Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

“When I met him, he said he had amnesia,” Su Xiaoqiang said. “He probably didn’t even know he had been missing for a day.”

"Amnesia? You actually believe such a ridiculous excuse? Daughter, I don't remember you being so easily fooled..." Su Jiannan frowned.

To prevent his beloved daughter from being scammed, Su Jiannan instilled various anti-fraud knowledge in her from a young age.

“I definitely wouldn’t believe anyone else if they said that, but Lu Mingfei… I think we can trust him for a bit,” Su Xiaoqiang said.

"Why?" Su Jiannan asked.

Su Xiaoqiang pondered for a moment—she couldn't explain why, but based on her long-standing relationship with Lu Mingfei, she subconsciously made a deduction and chose to believe him.

"Where is he now?" Su Jiannan asked again.

"He's taking a shower..." Su Xiaoqiang stopped talking.

Because she suddenly remembered that Lu Mingfei was taking a shower in her private bathroom.

Su Jiannan's temple veins were bulging—was he taking a shower?

So what are you planning to do next?

Su Xiaoqiang also realized that something was wrong.

Now, in his father's eyes, Lu Mingfei seems to be a "high school hoodlum who ran away from home, lies all the time, took a shower in his daughter's private bathroom, and is going to stay here tonight."

Oh no! Lu Ming is doomed!

Su Xiaoqiang hurriedly tried to explain for Lu Mingfei, when she heard a "click" sound of a doorknob being turned coming from the direction of her bathroom.

Su Xiaoqiang, Su Jiannan, and Uncle Li all turned to look at the same time.

A tall boy walked out, wearing a fitted suit and trousers, with one button undone on his snow-white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to halfway up his forearms, and his hair half-dry, almost all of it pulled back behind his head, with only a strand of bangs hanging down at the widow's peak on his forehead.

The boy's dark eyes swept around, and although it was just an ordinary action, Su Jiannan had a fleeting illusion that he was seeing a high-ranking and powerful person.

No, this is not an illusion.

During this period, in order to establish a smelting industry chain for the company, he searched for partners everywhere, and even found Genji Heavy Industries, the largest heavy industry group in Japan.

Genji Heavy Industries recently got a new president, a young man in his early twenties, accompanied by a young, beautiful, and capable secretary.

It's hard to imagine that someone so young could become the head of Japan's largest heavy industry group. When Su Jiannan went to Japan to see him, he was only entitled to a five-minute meeting.

The collaboration ultimately ended in failure. The young man, whose face still retained a youthful innocence, was like a cold, hard samurai sword at the meeting table, lacking the usual Japanese tact and subtlety, and even refusing to look him in the eye.

In three minutes, the samurai sword dissected Su Jiannan's proposed cooperation, pointing out all the conditions that were detrimental to Genji Heavy Industries, before finally slashing the sword to signify its refusal to cooperate.

Su Jiannan gave up and left in the fourth minute, but the female secretary suggested that he stay for a cup of tea, since the agreed meeting time was five minutes.

Only at this moment did Su Jiannan feel that the man and woman in front of him were Japanese, adhering to the rigidity that Japanese people are known for.

The moment Su Jiannan met Lu Mingfei, he only needed to glance at him once to feel as if he were seeing the young man named "Yuan Zhisheng" again. However, Lu Mingfei was not as cold and hard; instead, he exuded an unapproachable air of nobility.

The next second, the Chinese version of "Genjiro" blinked, instantly transforming from an unapproachable young nobleman into an ordinary high school student: "Huh? What's this?"

“This is my father,” Su Xiaoqiang said quickly.

"Hello, Uncle, I'm Lu Mingfei. It's a pleasure to meet you." Lu Mingfei eagerly stepped forward to shake hands.

Su Xiaoqiang's heart was in her throat, fearing that her father would turn around and shout to Uncle Li next to him, "Tie this kid up and send him to the black coal mine, pick the blackest one."

Lu Mingfei extended his hand. Su Xiaoqiang took a breath, waiting for her father's order to interrupt with an even louder voice. Uncle Li, who was standing to the side, also frowned a little. The principle of shaking hands is that the elder or superior extends their hand first. Lu Mingfei's behavior was very impolite. How could Miss's friend not even understand basic manners?

The next second, Su Jiannan smiled and shook Lu Mingfei's hand.

Su Xiaoqiang nearly choked.

Uncle Li was also taken aback. He had followed Su Jiannan for many years and was very familiar with his boss's expressions. Although Su Jiannan's expression was just a superficial happiness, not exactly joyful, it was definitely not the kind of smile that contained anger.

But wasn't the boss just very angry?

"What a handsome young man!" Su Jiannan reached out and patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder forcefully.

"Uncle, you flatter me." Lu Mingfei showed a hint of humility at the right moment.

It's here! That's the expression!

Su Jiannan thought to himself, "I recognize that expression. Over the years in the business world, I've had a lot of dealings with heirs of big families and large companies, and they always show this same expression when I praise them."

To put it simply, it's like saying, "I know I'm very capable and have a bright future. You're absolutely right, and you're not exaggerating at all. But out of social etiquette, I still have to pretend to be humble for you."

But is Lu Mingfei really thinking this way?

Yes.

In another universe, he rarely met anyone who dared to praise him as "handsome and talented" from the perspective of an elder, and he never met anyone who dared to pat him on the shoulder when shaking hands.

How dare you pat Tony Stark's good friend on the shoulder, a major shareholder of Stark Industries? Do you still want to work on Wall Street?

This is like a teacher in his school shaking hands with the principal, patting him on the shoulder, and saying, "Keep up the good work, I believe in you." This is a classic sign that he wants to be expelled.

Especially since Lu Mingfei had been by Tony's side for three months, the fact that he understood what humility meant was already a testament to the moral values ​​instilled in him by nine years of compulsory education.

If it were Tony, Su Jiannan wouldn't even deserve to shake his hand. If Tony were to get carried away, he might even publicly mock Su Jiannan, saying things like, "Dude, your hairline matches your hairstyle perfectly."

But then again, in another universe in America, mining businessmen with businesses of similar scale to Su Jiannan's generally wouldn't have the chance to meet Lu Mingfei.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei subconsciously paid little attention to Su Jiannan's praise—after all, in another universe, he heard mostly flattery, not praise.

Amidst Su Xiaoqiang and Uncle Li's surprise and doubt, Su Jiannan warmly pulled Lu Mingfei to sit down on the sofa.

Of course, his enthusiasm was only superficial.

Although Su Jiannan, a self-made businessman, was able to tell with his keen eye that Lu Mingfei was not the kind of hoodlum he had imagined, there was still a high suspicion that he had deceived his daughter. He just couldn't just throw Lu Mingfei out.

Regardless of Lu Mingfei's family background, as long as he harbors improper and insidious attitudes towards his daughter, Su Jiannan will not let him off easily.

Su Jiannan enthusiastically pulled Lu Mingfei aside to chat about everyday things. Lu Mingfei answered every question, but all his answers were about his "real" family situation.

They all say things like, "My parents are archaeologists who travel all year round," or "I live with my uncle and aunt," or "My uncle and aunt have a cousin," and so on.

Su Xiaoqiang and Uncle Li were dumbfounded, wondering what Su Jiannan was up to.

Halfway through the conversation, Su Jiannan suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh dear Mingfei, I forgot, your uncle and aunt sent a message in the parents' group saying that you've been missing for a day! Why don't you hurry home and check on things?"

"What? Missing for a day?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. "Isn't today the 10th?"

“Today is already the eleventh,” Su Xiaoqiang said from the side.

"Damn it! I'm dead!" Lu Mingfei jumped up from the sofa. "If I disappear for a day without reason, my aunt will kill me!"

"Quick, Lao Li, take this student Lu home!" Su Jiannan waved his hand.

He absolutely could not allow Lu Mingfei to actually stay at his house for one night.

Let alone the possibility that he might be deceiving Xiaoqiang, even if they are mutually in love, it's still too early.

“Mr. Lu, please come with me.” Uncle Li bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Uncle Su. Thank you, Uncle Li," Lu Mingfei hurriedly ran to Uncle Li's side. "Thank you for your help, Uncle Li."

Su Jiannan watched as Uncle Li opened the umbrella and led Lu Mingfei out.

Su Xiaoqiang pondered what she had done tonight—picking up a naked male classmate on the roadside, taking him home, and letting him shower in her private bathroom.

She swallowed hard and silently backed away towards the stairs.

"Come here," Su Jiannan said calmly.

Su Xiaoqiang lowered her head, walked to the sofa and sat down, only half of her buttocks were on the sofa, her knees were close together and her hands were folded on her knees.

She is rarely this well-behaved.

She was prepared to face her father's furious wrath and was currently rapidly rehearsing lines of pleading and begging in her mind.

“Xiaoqiang…” Su Jiannan’s voice was calm.

“Dad…” Su Xiaoqiang responded timidly.

"What's your opinion on Lu Mingfei?" Su Jiannan asked.

"Dad, I was wrong... Huh? What do you think of Lu Mingfei?" Su Xiaoqiang was stunned—shouldn't you give me a good scolding, and then I would tearfully hug your arm and whine that I knew I was wrong, and then you would reluctantly forgive me?

Is this script wrong?

"Since Lu Mingfei is your classmate, you two must be quite familiar with each other, right?" Su Jiannan asked again.

Su Xiaoqiang thought to herself, "It's finally here. They've finally revealed their true colors."

"So what's your opinion of him?" Su Jiannan asked again.

Su Xiaoqiang: ...

"Dad, have you been working too much overtime and messed up your brain?" Su Xiaoqiang really wanted to ask.

"Him? He's just a foul-mouthed loser." Su Xiaoqiang gave the most honest assessment.

"A foul-mouthed loser?" Su Jiannan was stunned. "Is 'loser' a new term used to praise someone?"

"What kind of compliment is that? Dad, do you have a fever?" Su Xiaoqiang reached out and touched Su Jiannan's forehead with the back of her hand. "You're not hot."

Su Jiannan put Su Xiaoqiang's hand down and said seriously, "Xiaoqiang, I suspect that your classmate is quite extraordinary."

"Huh?" Su Xiaoqiang tilted her head, unable to understand the meaning of the combination of words her father was using.

“I was just trying to get information about his family background, and he made up a story about an ordinary intellectual family living with relatives, but he was able to answer questions fluently. This background must have been meticulously fabricated…” Su Jiannan said in a low voice.

“Is it possible,” Su Xiaoqiang raised a hand, “I mean, it’s possible that everything he said is true.”

"Impossible!" Su Jiannan immediately rejected the idea. "The temperament that young man has is not what a child from an ordinary intellectual family should have."

“What kind of temperament does he have? He’s more like a neurotic!” Su Xiaoqiang reached out to touch his father’s head again. “Dad, let me touch it again. Maybe I didn’t measure it accurately just now.”

Su Jiannan frowned deeply.

His intuition has always been very accurate, and his keen intuition played a crucial role in enabling him to build such a large business from scratch.

He felt that Lu Mingfei was not simple, and Lu Mingfei must be not simple.

But what is the reason behind a boy who fabricated an ordinary family background and pretended to be a loser at school?

A clear fragment suddenly emerged from the chaotic thoughts.

Su Jiannan suddenly remembered that a friend of his had once told him a mysterious "story" after getting drunk.

On this land of China, there is a group of "descendants of the dragon" who have a unique bloodline and excellent genes passed down from generation to generation. Therefore, this group of people are far more outstanding than the masses, and even the most mediocre among them are super geniuses among ordinary people.

They do not appear in public in a high-profile manner, but carefully hide their identities and blend into the crowd, keeping a low profile.