They even talked about salaries.
Whose salary is three hundred thousand?!
He suspected there was something fishy, but come on, admit it, it's a betrothal gift!!!
It's really unfair to use such an absurd excuse, thinking he'd believe it at his age. No way, he's nearly fifty and has seen too much in life.
"Oh oh, betrothal gift, betrothal gift, Dad, Teacher Zhang has been teaching for seven years, I've won the national scholarship for three years, we're both good at school, and we've even helped revive your clinic."
Song Wanqing chimed in again.
"..."
Old Song glanced at the rear-view mirror inside the car.
He was about to speak but held back.
Truly, daughters grow up and can't be kept at home; just look at how she's already siding with others before even getting married. How is he supposed to respond to that!
Soon, Zhang Lingchuan was dropped off at the Ji Da Agricultural Department.
At the school gate.
"Goodbye, Master Zhang. I'll think about the favor next time."
