Name: My father Yuan Mu

"It's okay, Xiaohao. I'll take some of your grandpa's old alcohol and cigarettes with me. They're fine."

"Yes, I also have some old wines in my collection. They're not very expensive, but they're quite old. You won't be embarrassed to take them out."

Although Zhou Zhennan said it was not that expensive, Yuan Zhihao knew that was relative. How could any wine that could be taken out from here not be expensive?

"Brother! How about I go with you? I also want to meet my sister-in-law!" Zhou Zhiming looked eager to try.

"Go! Don't delay your elder brother's business." Zhou Zhennan glared at Zhou Zhiming.

This kid has been naughty since he was a child, because Zhou Zhennan gave him a lot of extra training, but he still does his own thing. He has been fearless since he was a child and is a real troublemaker. But it's okay this way, because the prerequisite for being a good soldier is to have such a character.

A soldier with a steady and rigid personality may not necessarily become a good soldier, but a soldier with a personality like Zhou Zhiming is very likely to be trained to become a good soldier.

. . . . . .

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday, May 24th.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Zhihao drove Bai Xiaohe all the way to a villa area on the west third ring road of Kyoto.

The villas here are not cheap. If you were to buy a villa here in the future, you would not be able to buy it without tens of millions of dollars. After all, this is the West Third Ring Road.

Nowadays, the people living here are either rich or noble. You can't afford to live here without some money. Yuan Zhihao drove his own broken Santana and staggered into the villa area under the guidance of Bai Xiaohe.

"Xiaohao, we're here. It's the one in front." Bai Xiaohe said with a smile as she sat in the passenger seat and pointed at a villa with a European architectural style not far ahead.

Yuan Zhihao nodded, then parked the car in front of the villa. Compared with the surrounding Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi, his car seemed out of place, but Yuan Zhihao didn't have so many thoughts. He was tired of seeing and riding these cars. He thought his little Santana was pretty good.

I have to say, invisible pretense is the most deadly!

After getting out of the car, Yuan Zhihao opened the trunk and took out the bags of things.

"I said, my dad just wants to see you, so why does he need so many things? He doesn't need them." Bai Xiaohe said helplessly.

"That won't work. Whether it's missing or not is my uncle's business. Whether I take it or not is my business. We can't mess this up." Yuan Zhihao shook his head.

"Okay, I'll help you then."

"No, just help me close the trunk."

Soon the two of them walked into the villa, and a middle-aged woman walked out of the villa with a smile on her face.

"Xiaohao, this is my mother." Bai Xiaohe introduced.

"Hello, Auntie. My name is Yuan Zhihao." Yuan Zhihao quickly greeted her.

"Hello, hello, Zhihao, right? Come in quickly." Bai's mother looked Yuan Zhihao up and down and nodded with satisfaction.

In her opinion, Yuan Zhihao was good in terms of appearance, temperament and ability. She had never seen a 20-year-old second-year graduate student. This proved that his IQ was very high, but he was a little young. But that was not a big deal.

As for family conditions, this was not within her consideration. In her opinion, no matter how rich Yuan Zhihao's family was, could they be as rich as hers?

Walking into the villa, the interior decoration looks very grand but not too tacky. Many nouveau riche who made their fortune late in life like to decorate their homes very luxuriously, but the Bai family is different. It can be seen that Bai Erru, Bai Xiaohe's father, is a man of great taste.

"Auntie, these are some things I brought for you and uncle. They are just a token of my appreciation." Yuan Zhihao said with a smile as he picked up the things in his hand.

"Oh, look at you, kid. Just come, why bring anything with you?" Bai's mother smiled even more. It's not that she cared about these things, but mainly because she thought Yuan Zhihao was good at handling things.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

"Here." At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a light blue shirt and a serious expression walked down from upstairs. He had a strong aura, but this aura was obviously nothing in front of Yuan Zhihao.

Bai Erru may be high and mighty in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Yuan Zhihao's eyes, he is just that. After all, he is just a businessman.

"Hello uncle, I'm Yuan Zhihao."

"Yeah." Bai Erru looked Yuan Zhihao up and down and then nodded, neither sad nor happy.

Yuan Zhihao didn't care and still had a smile on his face.

"Uncle, this is a little gift I brought you. It's not a token of my respect."

"Okay, just put it on the table. Come and sit, Xiaohe, make some tea." Bai Erru nodded, then walked to the sofa, sat down and waved to Yuan Zhihao.

Yuan Zhihao walked over, put the things on the table, and then sat next to Bai Erru.

"Do you want to smoke?" Bai Erru took out a box of cigarettes from under the coffee table and gestured to Yuan Zhihao.

Yuan Zhihao hesitated a little. In fact, he was a smoker in his previous life. He was influenced by Yuan Mu since he was a child. Yuan Mu himself liked to smoke very much, especially when he was working, he smoked even more.

So Yuan Zhihao gradually started smoking. He smoked the most when he was indecisive or working. He brought his smoking addiction from his previous life into this life. It was like a habit. He felt like something was missing if he didn't smoke.

But today he was meeting his father-in-law after all, so he was somewhat restrained.

Bai Erru seemed to see Yuan Zhihao's hesitation and spoke.

"You're a grown man, if you want to smoke, then just smoke. Why are you hesitating?"

Now Yuan Zhihao no longer hesitated. He reached out to take the cigarette, lit it for Bai Erru first and then for himself.

"Zhihao, is it okay for me to call you that?"

"Uncle, of course, it's up to you."

"Well, I heard that you took the college entrance examination at the age of sixteen?"

"Yes, I skipped grades in elementary, middle, and high school."

"You skipped a grade in college, didn't you?"

"Yes."

Bai Erru nodded with satisfaction. He also heard from Bai Xiaohe that Yuan Zhihao's grades were very good, which proved that Yuan Zhihao's IQ was very high. If the two of them got married, their future children would definitely be very smart.

"You and Xiaohe will be in your third year of graduate school next year, and will graduate the year after. What are your plans? Do you want to continue with your doctoral studies or go out and work?"

"Uncle, I plan to work and study for a doctorate, but I won't continue my studies at school anymore."

"Well, that's fine. I heard from Xiaohe that you majored in economics in college, so why did you choose literature and art for graduate school? Wouldn't it be better to continue studying economics? You know, you can't bite off more than you can chew."

"Uncle, studying is my comfort zone. These courses are not difficult for me. I just want to study other things. I have never fallen behind in economics and often attend classes."

"Puff!" Bai Erru almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Look! Is this even human language? Others struggle to learn one subject, but Yuan Zhihao is so good that he can learn five or six subjects with ease.