The treasure in the palm of Mr. Cheng

Chapter 56 The Secret Course
"How is it? Are you happy today?" Papa Song couldn't help asking, seeing Song Yao's smiling face.

Song Yao nodded, "Of course, as long as we are together, I will be very happy."

Papa Song suddenly asked meaningfully, "What's the matter? Aren't you going out tonight?"

Song Yao's pupils trembled, how did Dad know?
"What are you doing out at night? It's getting dark, and I don't have any friends to ask me out today." Song Yao replied pretending to be natural.

Papa Song smiled softly, his voice was low and deep, making it sound like his ears were pregnant.

"I know you are old, you have your own thoughts, and you have your own friends, but no matter what, remember to be safe."

Song Yao nodded vigorously, "Dad, have you forgotten what I'm studying? If a bad person dares to approach me, I can only blame him for asking for trouble."

"Dad is worried about you because he knows your mentality. What if someone plots against you in various dark ways? There are 100 ways in this world. Can you guard against each one?"

Song Yao shook his head sincerely.

"So you still have to pay attention to safety. There are always many people in this world who are malicious to girls." Speaking of this, Song's father kindly scratched Song Yao's nose.

Song Yao felt warm in her heart and felt very secure. As long as she was by her father's side, she would not feel lonely.

"Okay Dad, I understand, don't worry."

"By the way, remember to attend the banquet with me in two days' time. This is the first banquet my father attended after he came back, so you must take my precious daughter with you."

Song Yao originally didn't like to attend such indifferent banquets, because most of these banquets are for business contacts, everyone is extremely hypocritical, and they talk to others with a hypocritical face.

Every face has a certain purpose, so she hates those people very much, but for the sake of her family, she has to study economics.

"Of course, you must tell me the time. I will dress up and let others know how good-looking my father's daughter is."

Papa Song couldn't help but chuckled, "I don't need you to be a courtesan, why are you dressed up so well? My daughter is enough to overwhelm the audience just by standing there."

When Song Yao was with his father, the smile on the corner of his mouth never lifted, and the type of man he liked had a certain relationship with his father to a large extent.

Since she was a child, her father has always been the object of her admiration. She has always wanted to be like her father, and has been working hard towards her goal.

At this time, Cheng Yifeng had already begun to receive his own devil training.

As a mature man who has been in charge of the company for many years and has rich experience, first of all, you must have enough experience.

So Cheng Yanyi deliberately found a relationship to buy a lot of tickets for commercial banquets, and dragged Cheng Yifeng to experience the atmosphere among businessmen.

Cheng Yifeng was not used to it at first, and he couldn't get into it. He stood aside and watched Cheng Yanyi talk to many men who were not young.

Cheng Yifeng didn't dare to interject a word, and the two stood beside them, looking at a loss.

After Cheng Yifeng followed Cheng Yanyi around for several hours, he finally dared to say the first sentence.

"It makes sense!" Although it was just a sentence of insignificant words, it was a big step forward.

Cheng Yanyi couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, you finally dare to speak, if you don't speak anymore, I will be exhausted."

Cheng Yifeng scratched his head in embarrassment, "I really don't know what to say, I have nothing to talk to them, and I don't know what to talk about."

"I've said so much, don't you have any thoughts? I'm a model, and I don't have much common language with them, but in such a short period of time, I got to know two bosses in the entertainment industry."

Cheng Yifeng looked at Cheng Yanyi enviously, if only he could be like him, then Song Yao might have liked him long ago.

"Don't just think about envy here, I have to think about how to be like me? Is there any technical content in what I just said?"

Cheng Yifeng thought about it carefully, then shook his head.

"Why am I able to talk to those bosses?"

"You are a thick-skinned person." Cheng Yifeng thought for a while, and said this sentence with a sincere face.

Cheng Yanyi didn't say anything angrily, "You're right, just learn from me how to thicken your skin."

Cheng Yifeng responded dumbfoundedly. Since he was a child, no one told him how to become thick-skinned. This is the first time he has learned how to become thick-skinned from others.

Cheng Yanyi glanced around and suddenly had an idea.

"Now I'll give you a task. Did you see that woman over there?"

Cheng Yifeng looked in the direction Cheng Yanyi was pointing at, and saw a woman in a black dress with exquisite makeup, but she looked very strong.

Cheng Yifeng nodded.

"You go to that woman now, no matter what method you use, you have to get her contact information."

Cheng Yifeng hurriedly waved his hand and said no, "I can't do it, I dare not look at that woman very seriously."

Cheng Yanyi sighed helplessly, "If you've always been so fearful, think about it, when will you catch up with Song Yao?"

Cheng Yifeng felt a little wronged when he heard this, and couldn't help biting his lip.

Today his outfit was all created by Cheng Yanyi, although he still wears a pair of glasses, he looks much more energetic.

He was no longer the scruffy Cheng Yifeng who wore sportswear every day, but he was still the same Cheng Yifeng in his bones.

No matter what it is, the first thing you think about is shrinking, and the next moment you think about it is rejection.

"For sister-in-law, think about it, if you don't even dare to take this step now, what will you do in the future?"

Although Cheng Yifeng subconsciously refused, he felt that what Cheng Yanyi said was very reasonable. If he couldn't even take this step, what would he do when we meet again?
Could it be that Song Yao saw himself completely inconsistent with that persona?

Cheng Yifeng's eyes gradually became firmer, and it seemed that there had been a qualitative change from the old Cheng Yifeng.

But looking at the woman over there, he couldn't help retreating.

"I have one last request." Cheng Yifeng couldn't help but say something very cowardly.

"Hurry up, I'll be home in a while."

"Can you change someone?"

(End of this chapter)