Chapter 190: The Favor of Pointing and Guiding

Xiao Jingrou and Xiao Yuchun had already washed up, and because Xiao Ming hadn't come back, they also didn't return to their rooms to rest, but were waiting for Xiao Ming in the living room.

Seeing Xiao Ming enter the door, the two sisters hurried over, each taking one of his arms.

"Dad, have you eaten?" Xiao Yuchun asked concernedly.

"No." Xiao Ming replied.

As soon as Xiao Ming's words fell, Xiao Jingrou hurried to the kitchen: "Dad, wait, I'll call the steward to prepare food for you."

About ten minutes later, dishes were continuously brought out from the kitchen; the two little girls hurriedly pulled Xiao Ming to the living room, one serving rice, the other handing chopsticks—so thoughtful.

Xiao Ming's heart melted with warmth; as he ate, he asked Xiao Jingrou beside him: "Jingrou, weren't you frightened by what happened today?"

The last time Xiao Ming saw Xiao Jingrou so angry was when facing that old fogey of the Wen family; since then, he hadn't seen her look annoyed.

This girl is usually calm and not easily angered; to have provoked his daughter to that extent shows how excessive the other party was.

"I'm fine, Dad. After today's events, I finally understood the meaning of that saying: 'Money isn't omnipotent, but without money it's absolutely impossible; no money means no capital, and you'll receive all kinds of unfair treatment.'"

Xiao Jingrou sighed helplessly: "My friend is actually very capable, but facing Yu Siying of Xiangnai'er, she has absolutely no recourse; in the end, it's still money that talks."

After recognizing Xiao Ming, the lives of Xiao Jingrou and her two siblings underwent earth-shaking changes; they experienced the warmth and coldness of human relations, and followed their father to the pinnacle of life—along this journey she has felt deeply.

"If I hadn't happened to call her and learned of her situation, I think that vicious woman would surely have bullied Mengke beyond recognition." Xiao Jingrou still feels furious saying this now.

That woman named Yu Siying is utterly unreasonable.

Because Xie Mengke entered a competition and defeated their company's designer, it caught her attention; she wanted to lure him into their company, but Xie Mengke refused, so they used such despicable means to deal with him—truly shameless.

"That's right, not everyone observes martial virtue. If you encounter anything later, just tell me quickly—I'll have Dad protect you." Xiao Ming said affectionately to Xiao Jingrou, then turned to Xiao Yuchun: "Yuchun, you too—if anything comes up, tell Dad."

"Mm-hmm, okay."

The two little girls obediently nodded.

"You said you wanted to buy your friend's studio—how's that going?" Xiao Jingrou had briefly mentioned the acquisition over the phone.

"It's all settled; she sold it to me at the price she would have sold to others, but actually if her studio weren't under pressure, its worth would be far greater, so I gave her 990,000 and also a 25% share, letting her stay on to help…" Xiao Jingrou told Xiao Ming everything.

After hearing this, Xiao Ming gave his daughter an approving look: "Not bad, my daughter is just fine—not taking advantage of a friend's difficulty, and your friend is also decent, not going back on her word once the crisis is over."

"Sure, sure—having a sincere friend helping you makes your business easier; if the acquisition still needs help, just call Xiao Feng directly—I've already greeted him."

"Hehe, thanks, Dad." Xiao Jingrou obediently nodded.

"No need to be formal with Dad." Under the thoughtful care of the two little girls, Xiao Ming quickly finished his dinner.

Afterwards, he chatted a while with the two little girls in the living room; Xiao Yuchun coquettishly asked: "Dad, I'm so bored—my best friends are busy these days, no one to play with; could you go shopping with me tomorrow?"

"Huh? I can't go tomorrow; I have something to do, I've made plans with a friend to go to the baseball field to discuss some work matters."

"Dad, who's this friend you're talking about?" The two little girls immediately curiously leaned in—their father is now the richest man in Wuxingguo; few can summon him, and even fewer get to make plans to play with him.

To be able to go play baseball with one's father—what stature must that person have?

The two little girls' curiosity was instantly aroused.

"The president of Longyao Group, Meng Zongping—this name shouldn't be unfamiliar, right?" Xiao Ming replied.

"The president of Longyao Mobile? Naturally we know him—there probably aren't many in Wuxingguo who don't know him."

"Dad, is your relationship with that big shot very good?"

Xiao Jingrou and Xiao Yuchun both asked in surprise.

The two sisters glanced at each other, then both coaxed Xiao Ming: "Dad, can you take us both along?"

"Dad, would you take us out to play? We've never played baseball before, and we could also get to see the head of Longyao Group—Longyao phones have been worn out a few of us; if we could gradually get to know Longyao's boss, that would be quite interesting."

"You two little rascals, what's there to be curious about?" Xiao Ming chuckled at his daughters' cute looks: "I'll take you both."

"Hehe, thanks, Dad." Xiao Jingrou said gratefully.

Seeing her father agree, Xiao Yuchun, who loves gossip, immediately started: "Dad, just how close are you with President Meng?"

"So close we have no friends." Xiao Ming pinched the little girl's cheek: "Come to think of it, I suppose I gave him a little help—I suggested he go into the mobile phone industry and invested a bit of money; I never expected him to succeed."

"Wow!" Xiao Yuchun exclaimed.

No wonder his father can have such a high status in the business world—strong ability and constantly bestowing favors.

The president of AT Aviation Technology Company is one of them.

The two sisters again silently marveled in their hearts: what an all-capable dad.

What he does, what he has done, always exceeds their imagination.

After chatting a while with the two little girls, he sent them to rest, then Xiao Ming went to the study and made a video call to his special assistant Xiao Feng: "Meng Zongping of Longyao Company plans to sell Longyao; arrange it—our Group will take it over."

"Huh?" Xiao Feng couldn't react at once: "Xiao, General Manager Xiao, you're not joking, are you?"

Xiao Feng glanced at his phone—it was already eleven o'clock at night.

"Today Meng Zongping arranged to meet me; we've already reached a verbal agreement—I need all of Longyao Company's materials by ten tomorrow morning!" Xiao Ming said solemnly.