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After a brief moment of surprise, Zhao Zixuan quickly regained his calm and composed demeanor.

"Auntie, can I have a word with you?"

His tone was so polite and modest that it was impossible to refuse.

Mrs. He looked at Ding Xiaoying deeply, then followed Zhao Zixuan to a quiet and deserted corner.

Mrs. He's expression was not friendly. She walked a few steps and then stopped. She said stiffly, "Just tell me right here. Don't say I didn't give you a chance to explain. I want to see what you can come up with."

Zhao Zixuan took a deep breath, as if he was thinking about how to start his speech.

This was the second time he met He Jieyu's mother. Their resemblance was incredible, especially the unique charm between her eyebrows and eyes, which seemed as if carved by the same Mozi.

Even without DNA verification, anyone who has seen the mother and daughter would be convinced that they are biological mother and daughter.

This similarity allowed Zhao Zixuan to keep smiling when facing Mrs. He even in the face of her unfriendliness.

Because he always couldn't help comparing Mrs. He with He Jieyu, even though their attitudes towards him were completely different.

He imagined that He Jieyu as an adult might be what Mrs. He looks like now.

That familiar yet strange, beautiful and timeless face made him sigh.

"Speak up, why don't you say anything? Do you feel ashamed? My daughter likes you so much, but what did you do? Are you worthy of her?"

Mrs. Ho performed her duties with a hint of anger, but her demeanor remained graceful and elegant.

Zhao Zixuan responded calmly, "Auntie, there is an old saying that children and grandchildren have their own blessings. As long as you don't interfere with the relationship between Jieyu and me, we will live a very happy life. I promise."

Mrs. He sneered, "It's easy for you to say that, but why should I believe you? Just based on your red lips and white teeth? Are you stupid or am I stupid?"

Zhao Zixuan's lips curled up with a helpless smile, "Since you are so straightforward, I won't keep you in suspense. You came to see me today, so you must have something to say, right? Just state your conditions directly."

He knew very well that the other party would never come to him for no reason.

According to the information provided by Mao Yourong, although Mrs. He was not the principal wife in the He family, her position in He Jieyu's father's mind was unshakable.

Otherwise, the He family would not have brought He Jieyu from the mainland to Macau to spend the holidays together every year, nor would they have arranged for He Jieyu to go home for a reunion whenever there was an opportunity.

Of course.

Although Mrs. He holds a very important position in the He family, Zhao Zixuan intuitively analyzes that her actual status does not seem to be as high as the outside world says.

Otherwise, with the power of the Ho family in Macao, Mrs. Ho could choose her own residence as she pleased, instead of being exiled to the inland area like being exiled to the frontier.

What kind of gossip story is hidden in this made Zhao Zixuan curious and want to find out.

At this time, Mrs. He was a little surprised after hearing Zhao Zixuan's straightforward remarks, but it was fleeting.

Immediately, she said in a shocking tone, "It's very simple. As long as you are willing to transfer 20% of the shares of Heguang Technology to Jieyu, I will agree to your relationship with my daughter."

For a moment, Zhao Zixuan couldn't tell whether this was a joke from Mrs. He or a serious proposal.

Those who understand will know what 20% of Heguang Technology’s shares means.

He is not King You of Zhou who lit beacons to trick the princes just to win a beautiful woman's smile.

Why did she make such an unreasonable request to herself?

Why do you think you will agree?

"Why don't you go and grab it?"

Zhao Zixuan's expression changed slightly and his voice became cold.

If Mrs. He wasn't Jieyu's mother, he would have left long ago.

Mrs. He seemed to have been prepared. She crossed her arms and stared at him sharply. "You are right. I am indeed robbing her, but it is a reasonable and legal robbery. It is a robbery that is consensual. If you want to marry my daughter, you must show your sincerity. And I will also show my sincerity."

Zhao Zixuan sneered and said unhappily: "Where is your sincerity? Why can't I see it?"

"Don't worry, wait until I finish speaking, and you'll see it soon."

Mrs. He smiled mysteriously and said slowly, "You want shares in Haojiang International Freight. I can't make the decision on this matter because the shareholders of this company have always been surnamed He. There has never been a precedent of handing it over to someone with a different surname, unless you want to change your surname."

After a pause, he continued, "There is one thing you may not know. Your father Zhao Hui has returned to Xiaoxiang City. Why don't you guess why he chose to come back at this time instead of earlier or later?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zixuan's heart tightened and an ominous premonition shrouded his heart.

Mrs. He continued, "As far as I know, the shares of Heguang Technology are now all in your mother's name. This is not only known to me, but also to many other people. What do you think your father will do after he knows this?"

Zhao Zixuan's pupils shrank and his expression became even uglier.

He had already vaguely guessed a possibility in his mind, but he didn't dare to think further.

At present, Heguang Technology is the most important thing to him. If anyone tries to get involved, he will definitely not show mercy.

Zhao Hui can’t do it either!
Mrs. He carefully observed Zhao Zixuan's reaction and took the opportunity to speak: "This is my sincerity to you. Now, the choice is in your hands. Although 20% of the shares is a lot, the real owner of these shares is not me, but my daughter."

"I just want to provide her with a guarantee. This is my responsibility as a mother..."

Zhao Zixuan couldn't listen any longer, because he was eager to go home and wanted to fly back to Xiaoxiang City immediately.

He quickly took out his cell phone, dialed Huang Yingying's number, and said anxiously: "Yingying, book me a ticket to Xiaoxiang City immediately, yes, immediately! I want to fly back tonight, the sooner the better!"

Before he left, Mrs. He stared at him and said seriously, "Zhao Zixuan, you are very good. Among the young people I have ever met, you are one of the best, but..."

She paused and continued, "What I want to say is that in this world, one person's excellence means nothing, because no matter how capable you are, you can't change the world. If there is no family support behind it, a company like Heguang Technology will sooner or later be swallowed up by power and capital."

Hearing this, Zhao Zixuan interrupted her rudely: "After all, you just want to invest in Heguang Technology. Then I will tell you the truth. 20% of the shares is impossible. The valuation of Heguang Technology in the future will be at least trillions of dollars. It is only a matter of time before it surpasses Apple and Microsoft!"

Mrs. He chuckled and said with a hint of admonition: "It's good for young people to have dreams, but being too arrogant will only make people laugh at you."

Zhao Zixuan responded without showing any weakness: "Whether I am arrogant or not, we will know in a few years. As the saying goes, 'every generation has talented people, and the old are replaced by the new'. Although old companies like Apple and Microsoft are glorious, their concepts can no longer keep up with the times."

"The future world is destined to be a stage for us young people. And Heguang Technology is the first stepping stone to break the rule of the old era!" Hearing this, Mrs. He sneered and said unceremoniously: "Young people are always too confident, thinking that they can look down on others just because they have some ability. If you behave like this, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

Zhao Zixuan smiled nonchalantly, as if he didn't take Mrs. He's words to heart: "The older generation always says 'suffering a loss is a blessing', but I think I have been very lucky since I started my business, and it's hard for me to suffer a loss."

Mrs. He's pretty brows were slightly frowned, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

But it is undeniable that after today's chat, her understanding of Zhao Zixuan is undoubtedly deeper.

If she deliberately wanted to embarrass Zhao Zixuan and test his character and mentality when they first met, then she completely understood after the second meeting that although this little boy was not very old, he was incredibly mature and calculating, which was by no means comparable to other people of his age.

No wonder he was able to succeed in starting a business at such a young age and create a remarkable Internet company like Heguang Technology.

This kid is definitely not an ordinary person!

Mrs. He thought so in her heart, and suddenly she liked Zhao Zixuan more and more. Putting aside the fact that he was born with a poor family condition, he was actually a pretty good son-in-law of the He family.

But it's just good.

If he is unwilling to hand over his shares in Heguang Technology, the He family will never accept him as a son-in-law.

After that, the two sides chatted for a while, but Mrs. He was ultimately unable to convince Zhao Zixuan.

but.

Zhao Zixuan also made some concessions. He was willing to exchange 10% of Heguang Technology's shares for shares of Haojiang International Freight with the same valuation. After all, Mrs. He gave him a message full of "sincerity", which was undoubtedly very important to him.

This is related to the future development of Heguang Technology!
After saying goodbye to Mrs. He, Zhao Zixuan was always worried about Zhao Hui's affairs. He was extremely anxious and kept calling Wu Xianglian along the way, but no one answered the phone.

Ding Xiaoying followed him into the car. She was confused all the way. She was curious and wanted to ask Zhao Zixuan who the lady was and why he suddenly became so anxious.

Is there something urgent going on?

Unfortunately, Zhao Zixuan didn't say a word the whole time, his expression was cold and distant, as if he had become a different person.

His sudden change made Ding Xiaoying dare not utter a word, let alone ask.

"Zixuan..."

Ding Xiaoying tried to speak, but after she called out a name, she was stared at by Zhao Zixuan so sharply that she was speechless.

Zhao Zixuan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk, I'm very angry now."

Under the strong control and pressure of his palm, Ding Xiaoying was forced to lower her proud head. She peeled off the banana and hesitantly started to eat the delicious banana again.

They were supposed to eat apples on Christmas Eve, but she didn't even see the shadow of an apple. She just ate bananas all night and was full.

An hour later.

The black Rolls-Royce sped along the road like a phantom, and finally stopped steadily at the entrance of the airport.

Zhao Zixuan gently opened the car door, his eyes lingered on the driver Huang Yingying, and motioned her to take Ding Xiaoying back to school. He walked into the airport gate like a warrior on a journey without looking back.

Amid the roar of airplanes, Zhao Zixuan spent a peaceful Christmas Eve high in the sky.

When the first rays of sunlight at dawn shone, the plane finally landed in Xiaoxiang City.

Zhao Zixuan did not go home immediately so as not to disturb his mother's rest.

So, under the shining sun, he found a breakfast shop near the prison, enjoyed his breakfast quietly, and then prepared to go home.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the unit, Zhao Zixuan's attention was attracted by a familiar figure.

She was a girl with long straight black hair wearing sky blue high-waist jeans. Her healing beauty was particularly eye-catching in the morning sun.

She waved at Zhao Zixuan from a distance, with a bright smile on her face, and called out crisply, "Brother Zixuan!"

Zhao Zixuan was slightly stunned. He tried hard to search for the girl in his mind, but he couldn't remember when they met.

Do they really know each other?

But if she didn't know him, why could she call out his name?
However, the girl didn't seem to care about his confusion. She walked up to him and said with a polite smile, "Brother Zixuan, nice to meet you. I'm your sister. My name is Lin Shihan."

Zhao Zixuan looked at Lin Shihan carefully. She didn't look very old, probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, not much different from He Jieyu.

In terms of appearance, she is not particularly good at speaking, but she can barely be considered a class beauty. If you really want to be picky, her appearance is comparable to Song Qiuya and Wei Xiaoyao, but there is still a certain gap between her and a true goddess-level beauty.

"Sister? Why don't I remember I have a sister like you?"

Zhao Zixuan asked doubtfully.

He really didn't know Lin Shihan, but the other party knew him, which was very strange.

Could she be his long-lost sister?
However, their facial features and temperaments are not similar!
Lin Shihan blinked her big watery eyes and explained with a smile: "I am really your sister. Is your mother's name Wu Xianglian, and is your father's name Zhao Hui?"

Zhao Zixuan frowned and asked, "How do you know? Who are you?"

Lin Shihan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a naughty and mysterious smile. She blinked and whispered, "I really am your sister. If you don't believe me, wait until you see your mother, and you will understand everything."

This little girl was deliberately keeping things in suspense, which made Zhao Zixuan a little unhappy, but he didn't expose her.

So the two walked side by side, chatting along the way, and soon they arrived at the public garden of the unit.

Wu Xianglian got up early today and was doing morning exercises in the garden with great energy.

When she saw Zhao Zixuan, her eyes widened and she shouted in surprise, "Son! When did you come back? Why didn't you tell your mother in advance?"

Zhao Zixuan walked quickly towards Wu Xianglian and gave her a deep hug naturally.

He was about to share his recent situation with his mother, but suddenly he found a middle-aged man standing next to him. His face and temperament were extremely similar to Zhao Zixuan, like a mature version of Zhao Zixuan.

This unexpected discovery left Zhao Zixuan stunned.

Is he Zhao Hui?
When their eyes met, a complex look flashed in their eyes at the same time. (End of this chapter)