Chapter 715
Business Card
Chapter 715 Business Card
Yes, why can't I feel happy at all?
Hong Xiaoduo also wanted to know, but couldn't find the answer: "By the way, you are so resourceful, could you help me check on my mother's situation? I've met her and I can confirm that she doesn't lack money, but she has worries and pressure. I want to know what kind of problem it is."
Is it her current husband's problem? I remember you said he was quite attractive to women; is it that he's having an affair?
If that's the problem, then she doesn't plan to take action.
My mother isn't a weak person. If her husband had truly betrayed their marriage, and she didn't want to suffer in silence, she would naturally have chosen divorce. The fact that she hasn't divorced means she has her reasons for not wanting to.
Hong Xiaoduo knew that if she intervened in this matter out of a desire to help her mother, her mother would not only not feel that she had helped her, but would also blame her.
"There's no need to investigate. I can tell you right now that although your mother's current husband attracts women, it's only in the literal sense. It's other women who are trying to seduce him."
After all, in today's society, successful men, regardless of whether they have a family, their appearance, or their age, are the targets of some vain women.
This person is of pretty good character. His previous marriage ended in divorce because his wife was unfaithful and kept a younger man outside the marriage.
Based on my understanding and analysis, the only imperfection between your mother and him is that your mother doesn't have the connections to help his company's business.
His ex-wife's family was originally a great source of support.
However, this man was willing to lose the connections and resources his in-laws could provide in order to divorce his ex-wife who had betrayed their marriage. He was quite a man. At this point, Old Man Luo on the screen paused and looked at Hong Xiaoduo.
"Girl, you want to do something for your mother, right?"
“Yes, she gave birth to me, raised me, and cared for me for more than 20 years without any worries. I should do something to repay her,” Hong Xiaoduo said.
It's selfish of her to dwell on why her parents divorced and didn't give her a complete family, when there's no love left between them.
"Oh, that's easy. I know your mother's current company really wants to collaborate with a domestic research institution, but her company has too many competitors, all of whom are well-known large domestic companies."
If this matter is facilitated in your mother's name, your mother's current husband's company will undoubtedly soar to new heights and create an unparalleled era of glory. Within three years, it will be among the top ten in the international rankings.
"Your mother is a great contributor to the company just for this one thing, and one that won't be forgotten with the passage of time," Old Luo explained to Hong Xiaoduo.
Hong Xiaoduo couldn't help but nod in agreement: "So you say it's simple? Does that mean you have connections to make this happen? Am I being too greedy?"
"Hey, girl, you're being too polite. What you've done for the Luo family is a great favor to us. This little thing is nothing."
Moreover, that research institution is actually under my name and is managed by another of my prized students. You don't need to feel embarrassed, because your mother is a good person and the company is well-run. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to it.
Don't worry, even if I want to help you, I won't disrespect my students or researchers in research institutions by giving away their hard-earned research results as favors.
"Here's a business card. Give it to your mother and have her talk to her current boyfriend. I'll also immediately inform my student." Old Luo said, while bending down to operate the device.
The next moment, a simple yet elegant and dignified business card appeared on the table in front of Hong Xiaoduo.
Hong Xiaoduo picked up the business card, looked up at the time, and said to Old Man Luo, "Thanks."
After leaving the space, Hong Xiaoduo first called her mother to ask where she was.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to hesitate for a moment before saying that she had just arrived home. Then she asked Hong Xiaoduo if she had eaten dinner yet, and if not, she would come out to eat with her.
Hong Xiaoduo didn't care at all that her mother still hadn't invited her into her house, saying that dinner wasn't necessary and that they should meet at the small square near her mother's place.
Hong Xiaoduo took the subway, which was much faster than taking a taxi.
When I arrived at the meeting place, my mother was already waiting there.
After changing out of her business attire, my mother let down her hair, looking like a female warrior who had removed her armor, and she seemed much gentler.
Seeing her usually capable and strong-willed mother hesitating about how to speak when she saw her, Hong Xiaoduo spoke first: "I heard that your husband's company has been wanting to cooperate with Kongmeng Technology Research Institute. I happen to have a friend who has a good relationship with the person in charge there. Why don't you let your husband take this business card and give it a try?"
Hong Xiaoduo didn't say that it was already arranged, and that she just needed to contact them.
Huh? The mother never expected that her daughter would suddenly see her again for this reason.
Even more surprisingly, the daughter had connections in this field, knew what her husband wanted to do most right now, and was willing to help him with this!
"Xiaoduo, let me thank you on behalf of your Uncle Tang. But..." The mother wanted to say that her husband had already exhausted all his connections without any progress, so how could a young girl like her, who had only graduated a few years ago, possibly have such powerful connections?
However, looking at her daughter in front of her, she couldn't bring herself to say it. On her way home from get off work this morning, as she recalled what her daughter had said to her in the coffee shop, she realized that she had always felt that she had sacrificed too much for her daughter and done enough, but she had never stood in her daughter's shoes or thought about her daughter's feelings.
She also regretted what she had said to her daughter in the coffee shop.
Therefore, she dared not say anything that might hurt her daughter's feelings.
"Take this first, and give it to your boyfriend when you get back. If he doesn't believe you, then forget it," Hong Xiaoduo said with a smile as she stuffed the business card into her mother's hand.
“Okay, Duoduo, a new private restaurant has opened over there. I heard a lot of young people go there to try it. Why don’t we go and have a look?” her mother suggested. “No, I’m not hungry yet. I need to go back and pack up first. Maybe we can go together next time.” After saying that, Hong Xiaoduo waved to her mother and turned to walk towards the subway station.
She didn't know whether her mother was still standing there watching her back, or whether she had turned around and gone home as she left.
However, Hong Xiaoduo found herself not very curious, and her steps became lighter and lighter. When she entered the subway station, instead of taking the elevator, she took the stairs. The elevator was crowded on one side, and the stairs were almost empty on the other. She skipped down the stairs.
……
Around midnight, Tang Zhaolin returned home, reeking of alcohol and looking exhausted.
Hearing the noise, Dong Lan, who hadn't slept, put on her bathrobe and came out.
"Why aren't you asleep yet? I told you not to wait for me." Tang Zhaolin took off his suit jacket, threw it on the back of the sofa, and sat down.
Dong Lan went to the kitchen, poured a cup of the pre-prepared, warm hangover soup, and placed it beside her husband.
"Is it still about the Kongmeng Technology Research Institute?" Dong Lan asked tentatively, sitting next to her husband.
Upon hearing this, Tang Zhaolin shook his head and said, "That matter is probably completely hopeless. The company has decided to find another partner, a project researched by a few young people. We originally thought it would go smoothly, but we didn't expect there to be quite a few competitors as well."
This project is so popular and sought-after, and their manager, despite his youth, is very greedy. At this point, Tang Zhaolin pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly.
Seeing her husband like this, Dong Lan hesitated for a moment, then got up and took out the business card her daughter had given her from the pocket of her coat on the clothes rack.
“My daughter, Duoduo, contacted me this afternoon, and we had coffee together. We met again in the evening,” Dong Lan said.
Hearing this, Tang Zhaolin put down his hand and looked at her: "She finished her work? Didn't you invite the family over for a meal? Didn't we talk about this before? If the child can't get over that hurdle, it's not her fault for having grievances against you."
Since she's coming to see you, don't worry about anything else; after all, she's your child.
After hearing her husband's words, Dong Lan did not respond, but handed over the business card in her hand: "Duoduo came this evening and gave it to me on purpose. I don't know where the child found out about your company wanting to cooperate with Kongmeng. She said to take this and give it a try."
Upon hearing this, Tang Zhaolin reached out and took the business card. After reading the words on it, his body trembled, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, followed by undisguised shock.
"W-what's wrong?" Dong Lan, who had been paying close attention to her husband's reaction, couldn't help but ask nervously.
Tang Zhaolin immediately looked at his wife: "Did Duoduo tell you where this came from?"
"She said she has a friend who has a good relationship with the person in charge of Kongmeng," Dong Lan responded.
"Do you know whose business card this is?" Tang Zhaolin asked excitedly.
Dong Lan shook her head. She had seen the business card before; it had a very rustic name on it: Luo Chengshi.
When I got back, I kept thinking about what I had said to my daughter during the day, and what she had said, so I didn't bother to search online for who the person on the business card was.
The business card only had a name on it.
"This is the teacher in charge of Kongmeng! That's great! There's hope now! Duoduo is a great benefactor to me, Tang Zhaolin!" Tang Zhaolin said excitedly, hugging his stunned wife and kissing her hard. He glanced at his watch; it was definitely not time to go.
Take a shower, go to sleep quickly, and get plenty of rest for tomorrow's trip to Kongmeng.
"Zhaolin, you haven't even gone yet. Isn't it too early to be happy? What if Duoduo...?" Dong Lan reminded him somewhat anxiously.
Tang Zhaolin turned to her and laughed, "You, as a mother, don't you trust your own child too much? Let me tell you, this person's business card is something that ordinary people simply cannot obtain."
Moreover, the Kongmeng Technology Research Institute actually belongs to this person.
Don't worry, regardless of whether the deal goes through or not, I won't blame Duoduo or you. Let's put it this way, just meeting the person in charge of Kongmeng means we're halfway there."
After all, when I contacted them before, they wouldn't give me a chance to meet in person.
Hearing her husband's words and seeing that he was so happy for the first time in months, Dong Lan thought of her daughter again. Had her daughter become so amazing?
……
Hong Xiaoduo knew nothing about her mother's family situation, and this time she didn't curiously send out the drone to find out.
At home, she looked at the things she had bought for Tian Shu and the others in her spatial storage, thinking that since she had come back for a rare trip, she should think carefully about what delicious food and fun things to bring them.
As she pondered this, she suddenly realized something: she rarely returned home, yet she didn't feel the sense of belonging she had been anticipating. Why, then, did the thought of returning to ancient times soon fill her with such excitement and anticipation...?
(End of this chapter)