The talk was clear, and the meal had been eaten.
Yue'er's dad and mom didn't linger, and they went back to the city.
In the end, they left Lin Zhenghui with a parting remark.
If he was willing to marry into the Han Family, they could offer him a 5% stake, worth over 500 million yuan.
"Don't take it personally, okay? That's just the way my dad talks," Han Yue'er said to Lin Zhenghui as he continued to sit there eating.
"What's there to take personally? Your dad's right. People come in different ranks; without connections and background, you simply can't get big projects, let alone the large funds needed for start-ups," Lin Zhenghui mused over what Yue'er's dad had said.
Then, he said to the beautiful CEO with a grin, "Don't forget to pay my agricultural subsidies, eh? My investment isn't just time spent managing, it includes sweat equity too."
"You're such a money slave!" Han Yue'er said as she picked up her phone and began transferring money to him.
