After a while, Song Caiwei prepared a large table of hot meals, which made Zhang Yida move his index finger.

Song Caiwei served Zhang Yida a large bowl of pork rib soup. Zhang Yida was not afraid of burning it and drank it in big gulps.

After a bowl of soup, the winter in the north is no longer so cold, and my whole body feels warm.

Cantonese cuisine is relatively light. As a Sichuanese, Zhang Yida likes to eat heavy oil and spicy food, but he has worked so hard to prepare such a large table of dishes, and it is not easy to pick and choose. While eating, he praised

:

"Caiwei, your cooking skills are pretty good! Women from eastern Guangdong are virtuous and virtuous Shuhui!"

"It's a local custom! My mother taught me how to make soup since I was a child! She also taught me: When you get married, you should make more soup for your husband. It's not easy for men to socialize outside, so they have to be more considerate of each other... Only in this way can the marriage last long."

Song Caiwei took a spoon and sipped the pork rib soup, looking at Zhang Yida with a half-smile.

It seemed like there was something on his mind! Zhang Yida felt there was some ambiguity in the air, so he said with a smile:

"Your mother must be a good wife and mother. Your father is so lucky to have such a wife!"

"Yes! I think men who marry girls from eastern Guangdong are quite happy."

Song Caiwei held her chin with her hand and just watched Zhang Yida drinking soup quietly, her big eyes gleaming.

"I heard that you Sichuan and Sichuan men do all the housework at home, which is exactly the opposite of us in eastern Guangdong. Is this true?"

Song Caiwei chuckled and said that she was quite interested in this question.

"That's right! My dad often does the housework. My mom also taught me that a man must have good cooking skills and be diligent, otherwise he will not be able to marry a wife in the future.

But I don’t believe it! I said that I would be a bachelor for the rest of my life, which made my mother so angry!

Haha, the result is that I still don’t know how to cook!”

Zhang Yida smiled and remembered many interesting things from his childhood.

"I think what my aunt said makes sense! Look at the current gap between men and women in our country.

If you have cooking skills, you should be a better candidate than other boys who don't have any skills.

However, for us women from eastern Guangdong, we don’t particularly value this.

Doing housework, in our local view, is a matter of course for wives."

Song Caiwei expressed her own views.

"Haha, your traditional culture is better preserved over there! Now is an era of equality between men and women, and women can hold up half the sky.

Women can also achieve achievements that are not inferior to those of men in various positions. Therefore, women do not have to stay at home every day and be troubled with these trivial matters like in ancient times.

Of course, specific cases and specific analysis. If a woman is willing to do housework, it will definitely make the man happy."

Zhang Yida remembered that sometimes at home, his mother would cook and wash dishes, while his father would happily smoke there. He had not seen him smile so happily for a long time...

Usually when guests come to the house, it is his mother who is cooking and washing dishes. Zhang Yida guessed that it is probably to give his father some face...

After finishing the meal, Zhang Yida stood up and said, "It's getting late, I'm going home. Thank you for your hospitality. The food is delicious!"

"Uh... you've been drinking, can you drive?"

Song Caiwei asked.

"It's okay, I'll make a call and ask the driver to come over." Zhang Yida took out his mobile phone and started making calls.

"Then...okay! I'll give it to you!"

Song Caiwei saw Zhang Yida walking towards the door while making a phone call, got up, picked up his coat and chased after him.

Song Caiwei and Zhang Yida walked to the road outside the apartment and chatted again while waiting for the bus.

"Has your father's matter been resolved? Tell him not to speculate in stocks in the future. If he wants to manage money, he can buy Ruixiang or Yimin financial products.

When it comes to individual stock trading, I don’t even dare to rush in. How can retail investors outperform institutions?”

Zhang Yida tightened his coat tightly, rubbed his hands constantly, and breathed hot air from time to time.

The winter in Beijing was too cold. He regretted going downstairs early. Wasn't the air conditioner upstairs warm?

"Well, when I return to Yangcheng tomorrow, I will tell my dad to stop being a leek."

Song Caiwei was convinced, nodded and said.

"What do you think about being the public relations director of Touronghui Finance? Are you confident?"

Zhang Yida looked at Song Caiwei and suddenly said this.

Song Caiwei was a little surprised, then shook her head: "I feel that my abilities are still lacking a lot, and I still need to learn more from you."

"You are currently M2, and becoming a subsidiary director will adjust your rank to M3.

Ruixiang is full of talents now, and the opportunity for promotion is rare! Have you thought about it carefully? Think carefully before replying to me!"

Zhang Yida told her very solemnly that Song Caiwei had performed well in the past six months and so he was going to transfer her to the department.

"I've thought it over carefully, I still want to stay at the headquarters!"

Song Caiwei knew that by becoming a public relations director at Touronghui Finance, not only would she gain real power, but her salary would also increase by 50%, with her monthly salary reaching more than 35K.

But so what?

When I stayed with Zhang Yida, I came into contact with senior executives of various companies and capital tycoons from all walks of life.

Over time, your horizons will naturally improve.

Ask her to become the director of a subsidiary company, but she's not that stupid. She won't leave.

The most important thing is that she came to work at Ruixiang because of Zhang Yida.

I will never give up until I achieve my goal.

"Okay, whatever you want! The assistant is still addicted to it, right?"

Zhang Yida laughed and said, in his opinion, the brain circuit of the second generation is a little different.

After a while, a brand new black Mulsanne stopped on the side of the road not far from Zhang Yida. The driver trotted over and said, "Mr. Zhang, I kept you waiting for a long time!"

This Mulsanne was purchased by Zhang Yida some time ago. The 14 models of the 6.8T Four Seasons Collection Edition cost more than 8 million.

Even Zhang Yida didn't sit there, it was mainly arranged to receive distinguished guests.

"It's okay, let's go!"

It was still some distance from the company to Song Caiwei's home. Although Zhang Yida's hands were red from the cold, he did not blame the driver.

Sitting in the back seat of the Mulsanne, Zhang Yida opened the car window, waved goodbye to Song Caiwei who was standing on the roadside, and asked the driver to start the car and leave.

…

The next day.

Zhang Yida asked the driver to go to Song Caiwei's community and drove away in his Panamera.

And he himself was already on the flight from Beijing to Chengdu. Zhang Yida suddenly saw a celebrity in the first class cabin.

Zhang Yida walked up to him and said hello: "Mr. Liu, hello, can we talk about cooperation?"

Liu Yonghao thought for a long time without remembering who the young man who suddenly came over was. Seeing the other person's friendly offer to shake hands, he did not refuse, so he shook hands with Zhang Yida and said with a smile:

"What kind of cooperation do you want to discuss with me?"

"My name is Zhang Yida, and I am the founder of a financial technology company."

After speaking, Zhang Yida took out a gold-gilded business card and handed it to Liu Yonghao.

Liu Yonghao took the business card and looked at it, oh, it’s quite simple, in the style of a big boss.

There are several rows of small words printed on the business card:

Ruixiang Financial Technology Group-Zhang Yida

Phone:XXX

Address: Floor 35-42, Kelin Building, Zhongguancun.

The rent for office buildings in Zhongguancun is not low. If you rent an 8-story building, you can earn tens of millions a year!

Just when Liu Yonghao guessed Zhang Yida's identity, the assistant beside him lowered his voice and said:

"Mr. Liu, this is the company that gave out 600 million red envelopes last night during the Spring Festival Gala.

You asked me what the name of this company was at that time!"

Liu Yonghao immediately realized that it was that company! He heard that the valuation exceeded 10 billion US dollars, but he didn’t expect that the boss was so young!

He smiled and said to Zhang Yida:

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry! You are so handsome, I didn't recognize you at first. I thought you were some celebrity!"

"Haha, Mr. Liu deserves the award. If it's convenient, could your assistant and I change seats? I have something I want to talk to you about."

Zhang Yida is not angry that Liu Yonghao didn't recognize him. After all, he doesn't have enough status. Among young people, his popularity may be higher.

While Zhang Yida and Liu Yonghao were talking, other passengers also noticed the two of them.

The older ones knew Liu Yonghao, and the younger ones knew Zhang Yida. A group of them talked:
To be continued...