Suizi brought over the tea, both men reached an agreement and were shaking hands.
"Big Brother Yu, I'm counting on you."
"Pfft."
The two men looked at her together, and Suizi stifled her laughter.
"Uh, it sounds pretty nice to call someone 'big brother' with a southern accent."
It's kind of funny when a domineering CEO who isn't fluent in Mandarin tries to speak in a northern dialect during their youth.
Once the business was settled, Yu Jingting saw Du Zhong off. Du Zhong slipped on the icy ground near the doorway, and Yu Jingting caught him.
Suizi couldn't help but smile, starting to daydream.
If Yu Jingting knew that the man he was helping would, many years later, stick to his wife like glue, would he still be so kind-hearted in supporting him?
"What are you thinking about? You have a mischievous smile on your face."
"I just had a thought—you should send Director Du flying three miles away, spinning him 365 degrees on the slippery ice."
