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In a somewhat luxurious office, a middle-aged man in his forties rubbed his face and picked up the phone to dial an internal number. After muttering a few words, he waited. About ten minutes later, a stack of documents began to emerge from the nearby printer.
He stood up to organize the documents into a folder, exited the office, and walked through the opulent palace. He quickly pushed open a gilded door and placed the folder on his desk, then stood silently waiting.
Soon, an ordinary-looking old man strode in confidently and took a seat. "What's wrong, Lev? You look troubled."
Lev scratched his nose, noticing the old man's gaze on him, and hurriedly replied, "Miss Angelina seems to be getting close to a boy. The folder contains information about his family."
"Oh? That little girl?" The old man chuckled as he opened the folder. The first document was about Xu Li. No matter how he looked at that ugly face, it felt off-putting. The old man examined it closely and raised an eyebrow upon seeing that Xu Li donated a substantial amount to the national charity fund every year. "Is this kid some kind of fool? Who donates so generously every year?"
The document confirmed that after paying taxes on both sides, he would donate a significant profit, sending one portion to Da Mao and another to Huaxia.
Flipping to the second page revealed records of some incidents involving Xu Li in Da Mao and details about his family situation. Ultimately, he was assessed as an upstanding small businessman. Receiving such praise indicated that this young man was indeed commendable.
With a father who had strong values and a mother with a simple mind, it was likely that their upbringing produced a good child. As he pondered this, he flipped further back and finally locked his eyes on a photograph. The boy had short black hair and sharp facial features. The old man smiled: "This little guy looks pretty good; no wonder the girl likes him."
"Let them be; just send someone to keep an eye on things." He closed the folder and set it aside before starting to handle today's tasks. Despite the heavy burden on his shoulders, he was full of energy, hoping to be like a candle until the flame of life extinguished.
"How about that? My dad is amazing, right?" Xu Weixia said as he retrieved his phone and raised an eyebrow at Angelina beside him. His expression was somewhat cheeky.
The young girl pouted her lips. "Your dad is impressive, but that doesn't make you impressive. Why are you showing off?"
"I don't like hearing that from you, buddy." He generously pulled out two packs of spicy strips and handed one to the girl while opening one for himself with delight. "There's an old saying in Huaxia: 'A son benefits from his father's success!' If my dad is amazing, then I am too; don't you think that's how it works?"
"Your mom is really pretty; she's much more beautiful than those movie stars."
"Of course!" He chewed on the spicy strips. "You are really good-looking; unlike my dad and brother, their faces are all hairy and ugly." As for my mom, ever since I can remember, she has never scolded her once—even when she was wrong—she always smiled and cheered her up. So I want to take her as my example and treat my future wife like that too."
The girl blinked her big eyes thoughtfully at the boy beside her. However, his next statement nearly drove her mad: "Back then, you are really good-looking; unlike my dad and brother, their faces are all hairy and ugly; I found someone from Fumei Village as my mother, so I want to find a Rich Beauty too—no need to work or earn money for the family; just serve my wife!" He chuckled mischievously.
Angelina's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
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