I can support you.

Zhao Mingyang continued:

"My college classmate and roommate is a real rich second-generation. He just bought a villa in the Feiran Guanlan villa area last week. He was so happy! I even went to visit it!"

Zhao Mingyang said, gesturing on the table:

"The gardens in that villa complex are very well-designed. I heard that the transplanted camphor trees are all mature, and there's an artificial lake surrounding the buildings. My roommate's house has a small terrace, and from there you can see the wetland park in the distance..."

He suddenly stopped talking, his eyes widened.

"Sister, do you have the final say on that villa complex? I was telling my roommate, 'This developer must really understand life,' and it turns out it's you!"

Xue Pianpian was amused by him,

"Don't get excited, eat first. That wasn't my achievement. It was a decision made by the previous chairman and the team."

Chen Mengjun finally recovered from his shock. He gently tapped the back of Xue Pianpian's hand with his fingertips, his tone filled with surprise and pity.

"You kid, you've been hiding from your godmother for so long. Last time, you said you were rehearsing a play for Youran and took out five million. I thought it was just some extra money you made from your business, but it turns out the chairman of Qianyi Group just casually allocated it?"

She shook her head and laughed.

"No wonder you always say 'Money isn't a problem, just do your job well'. So this is where your confidence comes from."

Zhao Wenqi pushed his glasses, put down his chopsticks, and spoke up:

"I read a report in the financial news about the new energy battery factory that Haoting Group acquired last year. It said that the technology conversion efficiency increased by 15%, which is a breakthrough in the industry."

Xue Pianpian raised her eyes and smiled at him:

"Godfather, I've only been in charge for over two months. It's mainly because Director Shen has a long-term vision and the group has a deep foundation."

Xue Pianpian was afraid that she would not know how to explain if she said too much, so she quickly changed the subject:

"Mingyang, do you have a girlfriend? You're not a kid anymore, so don't make your godmother worry about you."

Zhao Mingyang's eyes flashed with loneliness, and Chen Mengjun continued,

"We could talk about it, but since we're not a good match, it's probably not going to work out."

The snow was surprised.

"What's going on? My brother's conditions are not bad! Is there anyone who dares to look down on me?"

Zhao Mingyang ate the rice in his bowl and lowered his voice:

"It's not that I dislike her, it's just that her family is so well off. Her father is in real estate, and his company went public a few years ago. The villa they live in is even bigger than my roommate's, and there are several sports cars parked in the garage."

He raised his eyes, scratched his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The last time I asked her to go to the movies, her driver came to pick her up in a Bentley, but I was driving a Volkswagen. It felt... quite awkward."

Chen Mengjun sighed and picked up a piece of fish for Xue Pianpian:

"I told him a long time ago that if he can't do it, don't force it. I met that girl's mother once. She was dressed in jewels and gems, and she kept saying, 'Our children have never suffered hardship since childhood.' It made me feel so upset. Our Mingyang may not be rich, but his father and I raised him with our love. Why should he care about other people's opinions?"

Xue Pianpian didn't respond, her fingertips tapping lightly on the table. She looked up at Zhao Mingyang, who was poking at the eel in his bowl, his ears slightly red. She understood what was going on. This guy wasn't complaining about her wealth; he was the one who was intimidated and felt unworthy.

"The matter of being well-matched,"

Xue Pianpian suddenly spoke in a gentle voice.

"It depends on how you put it. If her parents think you're poor, they're just vulgar; but if you think you're 'unworthy' of her, then you're stupid."

Zhao Mingyang looked up suddenly:

"Sister, I'm not stupid, I'm..."

"You feel insecure, don't you?"

Xue Pianpian interrupted him, picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of tea.

"You graduated from a prestigious university and have become a boss at such a young age. Isn't that a skill? Mingyang, what you lack right now isn't skills or financial resources, but confidence and courage."

She paused and looked at Zhao Mingyang:

"Mingyang, I want to ask you, what is that girl's character like? Do you think she has ever looked down on you because of your family background?"

Zhao Mingyang said with certainty,

"Zhiyi's character is absolutely fine, and she's absolutely sincere to me, otherwise she wouldn't have been with me for so long. She even gave me money when I started my own business!"

Xue Pianpian smiled and said:

"Then why are you so unsure? How about this, send me a copy of your company's information, and I'll see if there are any projects in Haoting that are suitable for you. If there are, I'll give you the opportunity. If there really aren't any, that's fine too. Just find a project yourself, and I'll invest in you personally."

Zhao Mingyang instantly regained his spirits, his eyes sparkling as he smiled and said:

"Thank you, sister. I will definitely not let you down."

Chen Mengjun felt a little warm as he watched his son's eyes light up again. He took Xue Pianpian's hand and shook it.

"You kid... you always surprise me. I don't know how to thank you."

"Thank you, Godmother,"

Xue Pianpian smiled and shook her hand back.

"Mingyang is my brother. He's capable, and it brings me honor. I like hard-working young people the most. As long as he's willing to work hard, I'm especially willing to help him."

Zhao Wenqi had been silent the whole time. At this moment, he pushed up his glasses, looked at Zhao Mingyang and said in a deep voice:

"Did you hear what your sister said? Don't just talk the talk. If you want to achieve something, you have to show your real ability, not just rely on connections."

"Got it, Dad!"

Zhao Mingyang nodded vigorously, picked up a large piece of soft-shelled fish with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. His mouth was full of oil, but he had a big smile on his face.

The frustration caused by the "unequal match" just now seemed to be suddenly blown away by Xue Pianpian's words, and even the dishes on the table seemed to be more fragrant than before.

After finishing the business, Xue Pianpian's gossip fire began to burn uncontrollably.

"Mingyang, do you have any photos of your sister-in-law on your phone? Let me see them!"

Zhao Mingyang still had an eel stuffed in his mouth. He choked when he heard this and his face turned red instantly.

Chen Mengjun quickly handed him the sour plum soup, patted him on the back and smiled:

"This kid, no matter how old he is, he still acts like a brat."

He gulped down two mouthfuls of soup, then scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly:

"Sister, how can you call me sister-in-law? It hasn't come to that yet."

While saying this, he honestly took out his cell phone and flipped through the photo album for a long time before turning the screen to Xue Pianpian.

The photo was taken on the university campus. The girl was standing under a camphor tree, wearing a simple white dress and holding a book in her hands. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves onto the tips of her hair, and her eyes curved into crescents from smiling.

Xue Pianpian took a closer look and raised her eyebrows.

"This girl looks gentle and clean, nothing like the 'rich second generation' you mentioned."

"She wasn't like that,"

Zhao Mingyang quickly took back his phone, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away, and his tone was a little defensive.

"Her parents were busy, so she grew up with her grandmother. Her clothes and things were pretty simple. Last time on her birthday, I gave her a pen worth over a hundred yuan, and she was so happy for several days."

Chen Mengjun sighed aside:

"It's just that her mother is too nosy. A while ago, when my daughter mentioned Mingyang to her, her mother bluntly said, 'When we're looking for a son-in-law, he has to be at least a member of the management team of a listed company.' It made me so angry that I wanted to go to her house and have a fight."

Xue Pianpian tapped the table with her fingertips and suddenly smiled:

"What's the point of management? My brother just needs to work hard, and once the company achieves good results, we can directly become the boss of a listed company."

Zhao Mingyang's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to respond, Zhao Wenqi interrupted him in a deep voice:

"Don't just think about brilliant achievements, first work hard on your projects."

He looked at Xue Pianpian, his tone a little serious.

"Pian Pian, don't give your brother special treatment. Treat him according to normal cooperation standards. You can give him opportunities, but you must not let him take shortcuts."

"Dad, I know!"

Zhao Mingyang was anxious.

"I definitely don't need any special care from my sister!"

Xue Pianpian smiled and nodded:

"Don't worry, Godfather. I know what's going on. But Mingyang's enthusiasm is right. Young people should have the spirit of not admitting defeat."

She turned to look at Zhao Mingyang and blinked.

"By the way, I'm going back to City Z the day after tomorrow. Before I leave, ask that girl out. I'll treat you guys to a meal? Just think of it as...checking in on my brother."

Zhao Mingyang blushed again and stammered:

"This...this is not good...Zhiyi will definitely be shy."

Chen Mengjun made the final decision:

"Why are you shy? Let your sister see what's wrong. If that girl is really good, we have to think of a way. We can't let her mother ruin the good marriage.

Otherwise, you can call now to see if she is free, so your sister won’t have to make another trip.”

Zhao Mingyang held his forehead.

"Mom, you're too impatient! What you say is inevitable."