The main table was filled with dignitaries and tycoons from the political and business circles. It was like a table full of aces, yet the atmosphere was relaxed and ordinary, as if they were just chatting like family members.
We little ants from the bottom also took this opportunity to peek into the world of the capital giants.
Especially my dad. He started his career in the automobile manufacturing industry and has transformed into the new - energy field in recent years. His technology is quite mature, but unfortunately, the popularization has been hindered.
My dad was clearly extremely excited at the thought of having a core conversation with the giants.
An old horse in the stable still aspires to run a thousand miles.
I couldn't help but blurt out: "The main problem is that the electric cars you produce are too ugly!"
A business tycoon agreed with me: "If you want to expand the new - energy market, you can't be too conservative in your thinking. Lao Song, you should trust Xing's taste!"
My dad mocked me: "If you're so capable, draw a design blueprint and show me."
Me: "Dad, I'll finish the design blueprint in a month. Can you build a car for me then?"
My father - in - law clapped his hands and cheered: "My daughter - in - law is really bold!"
Then all the giants at the table followed suit and applauded.
Me: "..."
Unexpectedly, my mother - in - law also supported me: "I'll reserve one first."
My mom: "Then I'll reserve one too."
Grandma: "I'll reserve ten!"
Everyone at the table burst into laughter.
Rong Bo: "A thousand."
Mayor Chen said half - jokingly and half - seriously: "I always thought that the main factors affecting the sales of electric cars were policies and prices. I didn't expect... it's actually the appearance."
My father - in - law even dared to joke with the mayor: "They all say you're out of touch, but you just don't believe it."
Mayor Chen: "A man on the verge of becoming a grandpa, stop acting young. Have a drink!"
Me: ...
It seemed they had a special friendship.
So...
Was I really going to switch to the car - making industry?
In the second half of the banquet, Rong Bo and I went from table to table to toast. When we reached the table of the top - tier entertainment stars, my life reached a climax.
These faces were all my former crushes.
What a table of beauties...
I secretly asked Rong Bo: "Can I sit among them and take a group photo like a king surrounded by thousands of beauties?"
Rong Bo, with a hint of drunkenness in his eyes: "What a disgrace!"
The smell of alcohol sprayed on my face.
I missed a good opportunity.
When we reached the table of my childhood friends, those naughty boys started to make a fuss, asking Rong Bo and me to drink a cross - cup of wine.
Rong Bo couldn't decline, so he raised his glass to me.
I coldly raised my little finger, arrogantly pressed down on the rim of his glass, and casually clinked it with mine, then took a perfunctory sip.
This was the so - called "Menier clink".
Normally, when toasting superiors or elders, one should keep the rim of the glass lower than the other's as a sign of respect. But what I just did was extremely insulting and was a hooligan act specifically used to provoke and warn opponents.
So as soon as I did this.
My childhood friends were stunned.
Lao Bai led the applause: "Xing! Awesome!"
Although I modestly nodded to my stunned childhood friends, I was a bit worried that the big devil would jump up and beat me up.
Fortunately, my husband was quite gentle. When Lao Bai looked at Rong Bo with a conciliatory look and said, "Mr. Rong, you can't spoil her!"
Rong Bo just淡淡地 responded with an "mm" and said, "I have to spoil her."
Everyone: ...
Later, everyone got drunk.
After the banquet, Rong Bo was helped into the car by Ke Ran. He seemed sober, but as soon as he opened his mouth -
"Where's my wife... Where's my big wife..."
He said while looking around and gesturing with his hands.
Ke Ran couldn't help but snicker.
I couldn't help but feel my eyes well up with tears.
I really hoped that the contract would never come into use.
After the wedding banquet, life began to return to normal.
Since I had made a bold claim at the dinner table, I had been designing car blueprints for the whole week.
It was so difficult.
Just because you can draw and design the car body structure and components doesn't mean the current craftsmanship and technology can meet the standards.
Frustrated, I decided to go to my grandma's house to heal myself.
Grandma was shocked when she saw my blueprints: "Xing, you can draw?"
Me: "Hehe, I even won an international award in college."
Grandma: "That's amazing! What did you draw?"
Me: "Human bodies."
Grandma: "..."
I was more straightforward: "Nudes."
Grandma: !!!!
I thought she was making a big deal out of it. "Art is very pure. I started learning to draw at ten and liked to draw human bodies. So I'm really good at grasping the bones, bone images, and the transitions of facial shadows. Later, I found that I liked makeup more than drawing, so I became a beauty blogger."
Grandma: "Xing, I just like your courage to think and act. Not every girl has such courage."
Me: "Maybe being from a wealthy family is also a factor?"
"No." Grandma said, "Many wealthy girls never dare to pursue their dreams. They strive to be the excellent second - generation rich, heirs, and good wives and mothers in others' eyes... Only at the end of their lives do they realize that life is only lived once. Why should they live up to others' expectations? If I could do it all over again, I would definitely choose to be as brave as you, Xing."
Me: "Grandma, how many girls who are brave enough to be themselves can be as successful as you in the end?"
Grandma sighed: "But apart from money, I have nothing."
Me: "Oh, come on!"
Grandma said that her dream when she was young was to be a painter.
To help her achieve her dream, I cleared out the painting studio and hired a male model. Then I taught her to draw myself.
As soon as the male model came, he shyly took off all his clothes.
Grandma's false teeth almost fell out.
I looked at his size and thought it was less than half of Rong Bo's. Was it really necessary for Grandma to blush?
Finally, after an afternoon of "one - on - one" teaching by a "famous teacher", in a private painting studio, with a handsome nude male model and top - notch painting tools...
Grandma finally completed her first painting in life -
Crayon Shin - chan.
The "elephant" between his legs was quite abstract.
Me: "..."
I finally understood the helpless feeling of a teacher when facing a struggling student.
But I still framed the painting and hung it in the center of the studio, naming it: [It's Never Too Late to Pursue Your Dreams]
Grandma was touched to tears. "Thank you, Xing! I'll keep working hard!"
Actually, I really wanted to say: Give up, Grandma. You're more talented in business!
But.
Women need to be coaxed.
So I said: "Baby, you're the most talented woman I've ever met. I'm rooting for you!"
In return, Grandma taught me to drive.
She was the gentlest coach I'd ever met.
Grandma: "Slow down, slow down. It doesn't matter if you damage the Porsche. The most important thing is to get into the parking space..."
Grandma: "It's not that Xing's driving skills are bad. It's the position of the lines that's wrong!"
Grandma: "Be good, Xing. Don't be discouraged. Grandma will practice with you no matter how many times it takes..."
Grandma: "Remember the mantra I taught you. When the car is parallel to the line, turn the wheel back; turn it one - third of a circle... Later, Grandma will draw a line on the car window with a marker for you!"
One week.
It only took one week!
I passed the second part of the driving test!
Grandma was also overjoyed and said she would open a bottle of chilled champagne to celebrate for me. I instinctively said: "I'm going to have my period. I can't drink anything cold these days..."
But as soon as I said it, I realized that my period was usually quite regular. Why was it one day late this time?