Faced with Mr. Ran's accusation, Xie Qian took the initiative to raise a glass: "It's my fault. I judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. I was afraid that you would treat me as an ignorant child when you knew my age, so I never told you."
You tell the truth."
Xie Qian took the initiative to admit his mistake, which made it easier for Mr. Ran to get angry.
Xie Qian's concerns are right. Regardless of who introduced Xie Qian, Mr. Ran has no time to deal with a high school student!
Now that Xie Qian has made some achievements in Jiaxin and exposed his identity as a high school student, Mr. Ran is more accepting of this matter.
I feel very sorry for my daughter and made an mistake... Mr. Ran also picked up the cup and said, "Today I have seen what it means to be a hero and a boy! Come on, let's raise a glass together to our most capable high school student!"
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After drinking this glass of wine, Xie Qian's matter of concealing his age was over.
After all, Xie Qian's concealment did not cause any harm to Mr. Ran.
What's more, if Xie Qian is a high school student and can be the boss of a film and television company, he obviously has a good family background.
Mr. Ran checked all the families with the surname Xie in Jingli and found one who matched his name. He immediately became more enthusiastic towards Xie Qian.
——As the saying goes, if a third-year girl holds gold bricks, it doesn’t matter if she is four or five years older!
Zhang Zhijun was very willing to invest in Xie Qian's film and television company. When asked about Jiaxin's recent projects, Xie Qian told the truth: "The new project has not been confirmed yet. "Longtang Family" has won so many awards. The second project must be more cautious."
Zhang Zhijun nodded, "That's the truth. When you have nothing, you often have nothing to worry about. When you have achievements, you have worries. I also hope that Jiaxin can produce high-quality products again."
Mr. Ran interjected, "How about you, an uncle, invest some money, and I will take Xiao Xie to make a movie together!"
There is a chain of contempt in the industry. It is better to be in the film industry than to be in the TV drama circle. Big directors only make movies, and top actors only appear on the big screen.
In film and television, "film" is made before "view". Mr. Ran felt that Xie Qian was ambitious and would not be willing to let Jiaxin's business continue to be on the small screen.
Xie Qian didn't want to refuse directly: "I made a bet with my elders that I would rely on my own ability to improve Jiaxin's performance. Accepting the investment from Uncle Zhijun is suspected of cheating."
Mr. Ran was stunned, but Zhang Zhijun immediately understood who the "elder" in Xie Qian's mouth was referring to!
Zhang Zhijun's anger flashed away, and he turned to Mr. Ran and smiled: "Young people want to fight on their own, so I won't get involved. You and Xie Qian can cooperate how you want to cooperate. I and you have different opinions on how to cooperate."
Mr. Ran thought for a while, then suddenly turned to his daughter and asked: "I quite agree with Xiao Xie's parents' approach. Sooner or later, my father will hand over the company to you to manage. If you work in your own company and everyone is praising you, why not leave your own company?"
Try it?"
Ran Keqing glanced at Xie Qian and hesitated: "You mean-"
Xie Qian's brows jumped.
Peng Guoqing was so anxious that he took a sip of water and coughed violently.
"Ahem, I'm sorry..."
It doesn't matter if the trick is old, as long as it works.
Peng Guoqing's fuss interrupted Mr. Ran's reply. Xie Qian took the opportunity to suggest: "You might as well fund Miss Ran to set up a new company. It doesn't have to be very big. Starting from scratch bit by bit is the real training for people."
As long as he didn't mention going to work in Jiaxin, Xie Qian actually didn't care how Ran Keqing developed her abilities.
If Mr. Ran said something, Xie Qian would be too embarrassed to refuse.
Isn’t this unspoken?
Xie Qian used his own experience to suggest that Mr. Ran should set up a new company for Ran Keqing. In front of other people, Mr. Ran naturally could not force his daughter into Jiaxin, so the topic was over.
Zhang Zhijun suddenly asked Xie Qian about his college entrance examination aspirations: "The results will be available in two days. Where do you want to apply?"
Xie Qian's expression remained unchanged: "I want to stay in the capital and apply for Huaqing University."
Zhang Zhijun glanced at Peng Guoqing, "Why did I hear that Guoqing had already announced that he would apply to Shanghai's 211 University?"
Peng Guoqing had an earth-shattering cough just now. He had just recovered his breath and wished he could cough again.
Faced with Zhang Zhijun's doubts, Peng Guoqing showed off his acting skills of cheating pocket money and smiled: "Uncle Zhijun, Xie Qian is a top student. He can study in college wherever he wants. I'm different. I'm a scumbag and can do it."
You can study whatever you get into the exam, and you can’t let Xie Qian humor me!”
Zhang Zhijun felt that what Peng Guoqing said was quite reasonable, so the topic passed smoothly.
On the surface, this meal was a feast for the guests and host, but in fact Xie Qian's nerves were tense all the time.
The air conditioner was turned on in the box, but Xie Qian's clothes were soaked with sweat.
Seeing that the dinner was almost over, Xie Qian sent a text message to Peng Guoqing.
Peng Guoqing felt confused after reading the content of the text message.
Although he didn't understand what Xie Qian meant, Peng Guoqing still carried out the tasks assigned by Xie Qian.
At the end of the meal, Mr. Ran greeted everyone to go out, and Peng Guoqing suddenly held his stomach: "I'm sorry, you go first, I want to stay."
This man couldn't wait any longer and rushed directly to the bathroom in the private room.
Ran Keqing frowned slightly, feeling that Peng Guoqing was careless and not like a member of the family.
Zhang Zhijun helped Peng Guoqing find compensation: "Guoqing is different from Xie Qian. Guoqing is more childish. But boys always grow up overnight and mature in two years. I believe that tiger fathers have no dogs!"
Yes, Xie Qian just passed the college entrance examination, and so did Peng Guoqing.
Peng Guoqing is not as stable as Xie Qian, but Peng Guoqing is a shareholder of Jiaxin.
Mr. Ran searched in his mind again, with some uncertainty: "When you put it like this, Xiao Peng looks familiar to me. Is he the son of Mr. Peng Ningkang?"
Zhang Zhijun smiled and said nothing, and Mr. Ran knew that he had guessed correctly.
Is Peng Ningkang's son working as a follower for Xie Qian?
Mr. Ran immediately confirmed his previous guess that Xie Qian did have a big background, and immediately laughed: "Let's go, let's wait for Xiao Peng at the door."
Xie Qian followed Mr. Ran and the other three people out. When Peng Guoqing heard that there was no movement in the private room, he opened the bathroom door and stuck his head out, saying to himself: "I am so loyal, I can lose such face for Xie Qian!"
He was muttering something in his mouth, and his movements were not slow. He rushed to the table in two or three steps and picked up the wine glass that Zhang Zhijun had used.
Why did Xie Qian take the cup used by Zhang Zhijun?
Peng Guoqing doesn't understand.
But he is Xie Qian's brother, so of course he has to listen to Xie Qian - Xie Qian's character is guaranteed and he will never harm Zhang Zhijun for no reason.
Peng Guoqing was wearing a formal suit today. He wrapped Zhang Zhijun's cup in his coat. He remembered Xie Qian's message in the text message telling him that this matter should not be discovered, and deliberately pushed over a table of leftovers.
The dishes were shattered on the floor, mixed with leftover food and wine, and it was impossible to tell which glass had been used by whom.
The waiter at the hotel was dumbfounded.
This table has already been purchased.
All are high-end tableware!
Peng Guoqing was particularly cheerful: "Don't worry, I will break everything with you. Can you swipe your card?"
The waiter who didn't know the truth bowed to Peng Guoqing: "Thank you, please come with me."
