I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 289: A Man Cannot Lose The Hair On His Head (Monthly Ticket 600+ More)

Chapter 289: Chapter 289: A Man Cannot Lose The Hair On His Head (Monthly Ticket 600+ More)

Suizi had not yet discovered the richness of this guy’s inner world.

She thought she had scared him with her greed, her face flushed pink, and she shyly fiddled with the corner of her clothes.

"If you don’t think it’s a good idea to make a fortune off Du Zhong, I can—"

"Ask for less?"

"Convince you," Suizi raised her head in a mixture of shyness and determination, "Let’s go home and study nursery rhymes, okay?"

There was no chance of her earning less.

Not in this lifetime.

But perhaps she could convince Yu Jingting, indirectly of course.

"..." Happiness came suddenly.

Yu Jingting didn’t expect such good luck.

Mushrooms were raining from the sky, no wait, stuffed pancakes were raining from the sky!!!

"Listen, I’m not the kind of man who can only be convinced in bed."

This statement was so profound that it completely won Suizi over.

She saw him now in a different light, not hiding her affection.

Yu Jingting, seeing the look in her eyes, knew he was in for a good night—after all, he was good at practical applications.

Suizi just mentioned to Du Zhong that sometimes not competing is the biggest winning move.

He immediately put it into practice, and the results were quick and noticeable~

Men, by nature, have hypocrisy written all over them. His mind was coming up with all sorts of ways to please her once the lights go out, but he showed nothing but righteousness.

"As long as you are happy, I don’t mind."

"Actually, I don’t mind..." Suizi coughed twice, too embarrassed to continue, hastily shifting the topic back to Du Zhong.

"I reckon he’s downing a bottle right now. Given his reaction speed, he would probably come knocking on our door in a day or two, asking about our next steps."

Suizi felt a bit guilty. What she was doing now couldn’t exactly be classified as robbery, but it did have a tinge of taking advantage of the youth.

Even if Du Zhong becomes successful in the future, that would be decades later.

As of now, he was just a rookie inexperienced in society, and Suizi could easily deal with him single-handedly.

Furthermore, she also had the resolute Yu Jingting by her side.

The situation felt like two max-leveled players stomping newbies in a newbie village.

"Once he speaks, we can start negotiating. You see, I told him we’re friends during dinner, but friends or not, we’re all about business in the end."

Suizi joked about herself.

"People say merchants value profit over relationships. I guess I’m no exception. But in the business world, chances are slim if you only rely on buddy ethics."

"Stop it, are you saying this for my sake? Don’t worry, I know what’s going on."

Suizi’s heart fluttered, she looked down to hide her feelings.

He noticed it, after all.

All the things she said were, in fact, hints for Yu Jingting.

"We aren’t trying to trick him, right? Du Zhong may be reckless due to his youth, but his old man couldn’t possibly be a fool, right? Even our mom, a rural old woman, manages to keep a close eye on us. Could Du Zhong’s father possibly be worse than that?"

"I’m telling mom you called her an old woman."

"... Jiaojiao, you little snitch, don’t even think about getting a single cent from me ever again!" Yu Jingting gritted his teeth.

Because of Jiaojiao, his wife learned how to snitch too – if he doesn’t cut her allowance, who else would he take it out on?

"Du Zhong’s father isn’t an idiot. He’s definitely aware of who’s best for his son. When the time comes for him to take the initiative and approach us, he’ll naturally show his sincerity. That’s not a business negotiation."

"Why couldn’t it be Du Zhong who comes to us?" Suizi asked.

Yu Jingting sneered.

He didn’t exactly look down on Du Zhong, but Du Zhong was nothing more than a whiny bear cub to him. When they discussed setting up the factory, Du Zhong mentioned his father eight times in just half an hour.

This was not someone who could make decisions.

"How about we make a bet? I bet his old man will come to us within a week."

"I don’t want to bet with you."

The night wind blew. Yu Jingting stroked his hair. His trim had grown out again.

"I’ll have to trim my hair again when we get home, it grows too fast."

"Let it grow. You could go for a side-part hairstyle. Like Xu Wenqiang’s initial hairstyle in "Shanghai Beach."

"Do you think he’s more handsome than me?"

Suizi ignored his narcissism and looked at her upright man under the street lights.

He was still quite young, a trait unique to those in their twenties: full of energy but lacking in prestige.

They couldn’t expect to cash in on Du Zhong’s shares anytime soon. It wouldn’t be until state-owned enterprises were restructured that she and Yu Jingting could become shareholders.

The state-owned enterprises were exploring ways to decentralize and profit-share. The separation of the two powers gave Yu Jingting plenty of time to gain experience.

Suizi wasn’t content with her man just being Du Zhong’s right-hand man. His talent far transcended Du Zhong’s.

She wanted him to gain leadership experience in the management level, so when he led his own team in the future, he would be more than ready.

To be a leader, you can’t have spike hairstyle...

Suizi stroked his chin and sized him up, her small hand acting out potential hairstyles on his head.

She could do a side-part, or go for a swept-back look like Leslie Cheung’s. But that might be too greasy.

"What mischief are you plotting now?" Yu Jingting could feel his wife calculating again.

She always had this mannerism when scheming something.

"What if I were to make you bald on top, wouldn’t that make you look more mature?"

"You dare!!!!!!" Yu Jingting protectively held his hair and retreated a few steps.

"You drew a brain on my forehead. I didn’t even get back at you for that, and now you want to mess with my hair?!"

If she turned him into a Mediterranean-style like the Principal, he’d rather be dead.

"I just thought you would look more mature that way. Haven’t you noticed many people in leadership positions are bald?"

"Cut the crap!"

"Even though Du Zhong’s factory might not take off, Fan Hua fell ill, and your opportunity is as strong as your lush hair, it’s unstoppable."

"You managed to lump unrelated stuff together?"

"Consider this, the noble have little hair, aren’t you even a little tempted to try the Mediterranean style?"

"You’re the one who’s important in our house, aren’t you? How about I shave your head bald first?"

A good marriage begins with the willingness to hurt each other.

The couple stared at each other, and Suizi was the first to back down.

Alright, men can’t lose their hair on top, just like the West can’t lose Jerusalem.

As expected, Yu Jingting’s prediction was spot on.

In less than a week, Du Zhong and his father knocked on the Yu family’s door.

By then, Wang Cuihua was ready to bed, and Yu Jingting was soaking his feet in hot water.

Suizi opened the door.

Unlike Du Zhong’s trendy outfit, Du Zhong’s father was quite plain.

"I brought a bag of black beans from my hometown for you."

Du Zhong’s father gave a very kind and approachable smile. If it weren’t for his sharp eyes, you’d think he was just a farmer visiting the city.

Du Zhong stood beside his father, looking miserable with a small sack slung over his shoulder.

The more he had shown off yesterday, the more depressed he looked today.

"You’re too kind. I was simply joking with Du Zhong and you actually brought them all the way here, you’re too kind." Suizi made polite conversation.

Wang Cuihua, now fully-dressed, stood beside Suizi and took over the sack, continuing the pleasantries.

"Yeah, you came all this way, there’s no need to be so polite."

Black beans, we’ll gladly take them.