Chapter 169

"I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about women." Zhao Zhiming looked at Ye Cheng with a mischievous grin.

"What women?" Ye Cheng looked up, blank-faced, he couldn't recall any involvement with Cui Shuran regarding women.

"Damn, you scumbag, I only brought you here because you said you'd compete for his girlfriend, and now you're just joking?" Old Zhao got angry right away.

"Holy shit, you mean Old Wang's daughter?" Ye Cheng realized.

"Yeah, this is Old Wang—uh, no, it's President Wang's yacht; he'll come later, and his precious daughter Xiao Rou will come too." Zhao Zhiming paused, then said, "Buddy, aren't I being nice to you, giving you a chance? So you owe me two meals."

"Bullshit, you just want to watch the drama." Ye Cheng gave him the middle finger.

After all that, Ye Cheng finally understood.

This is Old Wang's yacht; today his daughter is coming, so Cui Shuran also came, here to be a sycophant.

Then Old Zhao, the type who loves a spectacle and doesn't mind making a big deal, invited himself along.

Well, what a big show.

But to be honest, although Old Wang's daughter isn't as lecherous as he is, although she's indeed good-looking to Ye Cheng's taste, although she's also quite rich, although...

Uh, seems I can't keep saying "although."

But...

Ye Cheng really hadn't planned to pursue her.

In this lifetime, making money on his own is no problem, just like those rich people; financially he's unburdened, and he hopes to find a soulmate, so these external factors can be overlooked a bit.

Besides, who knows, maybe I'll be richer than you guys someday.

Another however: you don't have to pursue, but it's still fine to disgust Cui Shuran, after all this guy just happens to be attached to his detestable point.

Not long after, Old Wang arrived, accompanied by a slim, pretty girl in sportswear with a high ponytail—the very one who last time dragged Old Wang away from the pig liver noodles, his daughter Xiao Rou.

Besides Old Wang, there was Jiang Weiyang; Chairman Jiang today also wore casual clothes, sporting big sunglasses, as if he'd come to sip tea at sea.

As soon as Old Wang boarded, Cui Shuran went up to him and called, "Uncle Wang."

After greeting Old Wang, he turned his head to Xiao Rou, gave a gentlemanly nod, and said, "Xiao Rou, today I'll teach you to fish."

Xiao Rou flicked her ponytail and responded generously, "Sure, with an expert like you teaching, there'll definitely be no problem."

Zhao Zhiming brought Ye Cheng over to say hello, "President Wang."

Ye Cheng raised his hand in greeting, "President Wang, good."

Old Wang looked at Ye Cheng, smiling, and said, "Yo, this time you're not calling me Old Wang?"

Ye Cheng chuckled, "You know how it is—mouths are short; since I'm on your boat, I'm not afraid to teach you Old Wang, even if you throw me overboard."

Old Wang nodded, put on a serious face, then quickly broke into a grin that loved a spectacle, pointing at the girl beside him,

"Well, this is my daughter Xiao Rou, you've met her before; you once asked me to consider you, right? She's here now, so you can ask her yourself whether she'd consider you."

Old Wang's words left Ye Cheng stunned, his weathered old face instantly flushing.

Damn!

I was just joking.

Your daughter is standing right in front of you, and you ask like that—this is basically asking for social suicide.

Xiao Rou gave her father an annoyed glance; this dad just loves to mess with people.

But she's not bad either; she generously extended her hand, "Hello, I'm Xiao Rou. My dad said you want to pursue me?"

Beside them, Cui Shuran's neck veins bulged, his eyes almost spitting fire.

Ye Cheng wasn't feeling much better either.

Could it be that I'm not, I'm not, I was just talking big?

This is going to get me laughed to death.

If I were to say yes, although Ye Cheng's courage is decent, being that blunt still puts some psychological pressure on him.

"Of course, you're so beautiful, wanting to pursue you is a normal thought." Ye Cheng still chose a kind of old-office-worker way of speaking.

"Then you gotta work hard, lots of people are chasing me, hahaha." Xiao Rou actively took Ye Cheng's hand and gave it a light squeeze, then pointed at him and said, "My dad has high cholesterol, next time don't bring him to eat those organs."

"Fine, fine." Ye Cheng just wanted to end this embarrassing conversation that made him want to dig his toes into the ground.

Fortunately, after Xiao Rou greeted Ye Cheng, she went off to chat with Cui Shuran; the two seem quite familiar.

"How about it? My daughter's not bad, right? I actively introduced you to her." Old Wang leaned in, smirking lewdly.

Ye Cheng's face darkened, he stared at Old Wang and gritted his teeth, "Next time I'll treat you to noodles, double pork kidney, double pork liver—I'll eat you to death, you old bastard."

Upon hearing there'd be food, Old Wang's eyes lit up instantly, "Deal, but you gotta avoid my daughter."

Ye Cheng had a forehead full of black lines, "What kind of people are you two? Are you monkeys sent to mess with me?"

After Old Wang finished, he and Jiang Weiyang, those two old geezers, went off to sit and drink tea.

Zhao Zhiming nudged Ye Cheng, gloating, "How about it? Did I create this opportunity okay? You've been chatting with her up to heaven."

"Get lost! You old geezers just want to mess with me."

Ye Cheng figured it out: setting him up was fake, watching him get played was real.

No matter what, the atmosphere turned into play, and a bunch of people set out to sea laughing and joking.

This time we're playing sea fishing, so we headed straight for the deep sea; Ye Cheng also didn't know exactly where we were going.

"Ah Cheng, we'll get there in about half an hour; there's a spot where the wind is calm and the waves are still, pretty good for sea fishing." Zhao Zhiming, worried Ye Cheng would be bored, pulled him to sit down together for tea.

"It's my first time sea fishing; I still have a lot to learn." Ye Cheng said modestly.

"Ah, you're sea fishing for the first time? Didn't you say last time you beat Shuran in fishing and got first place?" Xiao Rou asked curiously.

Hearing Xiao Rou's question, Cui Shuran gave an unhappy look and said, "That was shore fishing; this is sea fishing—he was just lucky last time."

"Yeah, last time I really was luckier than some people." Ye Cheng took a sip of tea.

Cui Shuran shot a sharp glare; a murderous look can't be hidden.

"Haha, you two won't be taking a dislike to each other, will you?" Xiao Rou pointed at the two and laughed.

Damn, do we even need to say that?

"All right, everyone knows each other, we're all good friends, let's just play together—why bother competing? In a bit we'll all go fishing and practice a little." Xiao Rou made two gestures.

Her words, Ye Cheng and Cui Shuran didn't respond; some people are just born to dislike each other, there's nothing to be done.

The yacht quickly arrived at the designated spot and stopped; Ye Cheng and Cui Shuran exchanged a glance, each let out a cold snort, and went to fish on their respective sides.

Lao Wang, Jiang Weiyang, and Zhao Zhiming also brought fishing gear, each picked a spot and started fishing; Xiao Rou followed behind Lao Wang, watching, seemingly not very interested in fishing.