Her Kindergarten is Full of Villainous Students

Chapter 228

It's just that his own good-for-nothing son lacks ambition.

He had a perfectly good fiancée, but he just had to clarify things in public.

Now it's too late for regrets.

That embarrassing history is now in high definition, easily searchable at any time.

I heard that foolish boy is privately messaging everyone, begging them to delete it.

He even got screenshot and mocked for it.

What a vivid example of a conspicuous fool.

Even Gu's Father sighed, lamenting that among all their children, each one was more scheming than the last.

How did they end up with a naive simpleton like Gu Qingyan?

Gu's Father's criticism of Gu Qingyan was harsh.

After all, he was his own flesh and blood.

He didn't hold back when laying into him.

Chairman Liao laughed and said, "It's thanks to his personality that he might even have a chance with Shen Wei. An ordinary person might not even get her attention!"

He was worldly-wise. Someone like Shen Wei was clearly a person with her own ideas and opinions.

The dynamic of a strong woman and a weaker man was evident.

Shen Wei might not even be interested in the typical domineering, obsessive type who tries to forcefully intervene in her life.

Just look at Lu Zheng, currently the laughingstock of the entire upper class, as a living example.

Gu's Father let out a hearty laugh, "You're right. Seeing how clumsy he is just makes me anxious and angry."

Chairman Liao's eyes suddenly narrowed as he spotted an exquisite box next to the teacup. "Da Hong Pao mother tree tea leaves," he uttered.

Gu's Father's heart skipped a beat. He glanced over; this was the gift Shen Wei had given him.

After drinking it once, Gu's Father had wanted to lock these tea leaves in a safe.

It was too fragrant, with an endless aftertaste.

He had been drinking tea his whole life but had never tasted anything so good.

He even scolded his son when he wanted to use it as a gift.

Good things, of course, should be kept for family to share.

Today, he had originally planned to have a small cup, using just a few buds.

He couldn't bear to use tongs to grab a large amount.

But in the midst of conversation, he had forgotten that he had a guest today.

Now that he'd been caught red-handed, he had no choice but to share.

Chairman Liao said, "As expected of the Gu Corporation, the heritage is evident. These mother tree Da Hong Pao tea leaves only produce a few jin each year. I've only heard of it, never tasted it."

Gu's Father's heart was bleeding, but he smiled and said, "Then you're in luck today! Let me brew you a cup!"

He added a few leaves and steeped them. As soon as the hot water was poured in, a rich aroma filled the air.

Chairman Liao couldn't stop praising it: "I used to hear that the scent of tea could cure illnesses, and I thought it was an exaggeration!"

"But now, just smelling it makes me feel refreshed all over, even my headache is gone." After saying this, he was even more eager to taste the mother tree Da Hong Pao.

Even just one sip would be enough to brag about for a year.

Even someone as wealthy as him had never tasted it before.

Chairman Liao, rarely impatient, took a sip. As the tea spread in his mouth, waves of freshness washed over him.

A very special sensation lingered in his mouth.

Then, as he swallowed the entire mouthful, it was sweet and clear. Chairman Liao rarely inquired about valuable things he encountered.

After all, everyone has their own connections.

But this mother tree Da Hong Pao had truly captured his heart.

Although it was somewhat taboo, he couldn't help but ask, "Where can one buy this tea?"

He was wealthy; even if it cost millions per kilogram, he would be willing to pay.

Gu's Father said, "This isn't something you can buy."

He wanted to boast that it was a gift from Shen Wei, but feared causing trouble for others.

He vaguely said, "Someone procured it for me."

The implication was clear: don't ask further.

Chairman Liao was shrewd and naturally understood the meaning behind the words.

He felt a bit disappointed.

After tasting this tea, he feared other teas would no longer satisfy him.

"Why don't we have friends like that? If someone could give me a jin of mother tree Da Hong Pao tea, I'd do anything they asked!" Tea lovers who have tasted it once feel their life is complete.

Chairman Liao was too wealthy; compared to others, he felt an extra bit of greed, believing that if this item could be bought and sold,

he would truly be willing to pay a hefty price.

Money can't buy true desire.

Gu's Father chuckled.

But inwardly, he was making a firm decision. He had been too careless. Now this man had his eye on it.

He'd probably come to their house every day to drink tea from now on.

Sure enough, Chairman Liao's next words were: "I'll come again tomorrow. Didn't you want that deal with Yang City Group last time? We can drink tea and discuss it then."

Gu's Father was speechless.

He had retired, and this matter had long been handed over to his son and daughter.

But he also knew the importance of the Yang City deal.

After all, their company hadn't yet expanded to Yang City.

This could help them gain a foothold there.

It was more important than anything else.

It could be said to be a strategic move.

But the thought of someone coveting his precious tea made his heart bleed.

This tea was meant to be savored slowly, a little at a time.

He didn't even use much for himself, but he had just given the guest a few extra buds.

Now the other party was proposing to come drink it every day - wasn't that like asking for his life?

It was too much.

After some thought, he said, "Alright!" Even though his heart was bleeding.

But business was also very important.

They say wealth doesn't last beyond three generations.

They needed to spread their wealth across various cities.

He was the first generation, Gu Qingyan was the second, and Gu Qingyan's future children would be the third.

At the very least, they had to ensure that when his first grandchild was born, their family would still be among the top echelon of the upper class.

For the sake of this unborn grandchild, he felt he had sacrificed a lot.