He seemed to be about 50 years old, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, exuding an undeniable air of wealth. His face was stern, with a slight graying at the temples, but he was full of energy, with well-developed limbs and a strong physique.
"How is this a bother? I'm so glad you came. Come, sit down." Ding Xuezhu giggled as she pulled her dad to sit down. "I'll make you some tea."
This man was none other than her father, Ding Zehai, the president of a famous large chamber of commerce in Jinghai City. His business acumen was extremely keen, overseeing more than twenty companies, and he even had some shares in the Blessed Treasure Pavilion. He was the number one figure in the Jinghai City business scene, a billionaire.
When with her father, Ding Xuezhu shed her usual dignified and reserved lady demeanor and became lively, as if she were eighteen again.
It was clear that their family relationship was very harmonious and amicable.
