Chapter 22 Threat
"My family members, well, there's my dad and mom, my grandparents, my aunt, my third great-uncle, my fourth cousin-in-law, my fifth uncle..."
"Ahem... So, what does your family do?" Zhang Yongchang didn't expect Xiaofan to be so long-winded and immediately interrupted him to stop him from rambling further.
"Oh, my dad's in transportation. My mom mainly cooks for my dad and occasionally does odd jobs for extra money," Xiaofan said honestly.
"Transportation?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Yongchang couldn't help but frown. Although he oversees a wide range of areas, the transportation industry isn't one of his key focuses. "Transportation isn't easy these days. Does your father do air, land, or sea transportation?"
"Land transportation," Xiaofan answered immediately.
"Oh? What's your father's company's name? How much profit does it make per month? But as far as I know, there aren't any land transportation companies in H City with the surname Ye." Zhang Yongchang was being cautious. Without clarifying his opponent's identity, he would never make a hasty conclusion.
"Company? What company? Does a truck driver need a company? My dad is just a truck driver. He doesn't even work in this city. He's over in BS City helping construction sites transport bricks, sand, and stones. When business is good, he can earn over ten thousand a month. But when it's slow, he doesn't even make enough to cover repair costs," Xiaofan wasn't stupid and knew the other party was probing into his family's background, but someone who has nothing to lose isn't afraid of challenges, so he might as well spill everything. "Old man, do you know many truck drivers?"
'Pfft.' Liu Siyan couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, then quickly stifled it.
Meanwhile, Liu Zhenghua was struggling to hold back his laughter. He wanted to laugh out loud, or even burst into wild laughter, finding great satisfaction in seeing Zhang Yongchang repeatedly stumped by this young man.
As for Zhang Yongchang, his face went blue, then purple. He initially thought he could find a flaw in the young man's words, but he didn't expect to be manipulated like a puppet.
However, it wasn't a complete waste. If the other party truly had no background, what right did he have to compete with his grandson for a woman?
"Mr. Liu, you heard it yourself. This kid is worthless, just a high school student. If you let Siyan be with someone like him, it will ruin Siyan's entire life," Zhang Yongchang finally found an excuse to exclude Xiaofan.
"Old man, what does your grandson have that's better than me? Aside from a family that provides for him without lifting a finger, what else does he have over me? Right now, his grades aren't as good as mine, he's not as physically fit as me, and he can't even wash clothes or cook. What exactly can he do?" Xiaofan retorted sharply.
"Ye Xiaofan, what did you say?" Zhang Qiang shouted loudly but was stopped by his grandfather.
"What do grades prove? Only barbarians do manual labor. As for washing clothes and cooking, there's no need to do it yourself. This is the lifestyle of the upper class, which you can't understand. Siyan is destined to be part of the upper class, and you are not," Zhang Yongchang didn't care that he was speaking to an eighteen-year-old; these words were no longer a simple discussion, but carried an aggressive tone.
"What if he falls from the upper class?" Ye Xiaofan casually hypothesized, "If he loses all his glory and your support, what would he be then?"
"Your hypothesis is unrealistic; I can't answer you," Zhang Yongchang didn't think his grandson would ever face such a day.
"Ye Xiaofan, you've said so much. What can you offer Siyan? Given your family's situation, do you intend for Siyan to struggle with you for a lifetime?" Zhang Qiang countered for the first time, thinking he was reasoning logically, not realizing he'd handed Ye Xiaofan another chance to respond.
"I can't offer much right now, and I never said I want to marry Siyan right away. But youth is my asset. Today I'm poor, but that doesn't mean I'll always be. Even if I can't become a millionaire, I can work with my hands to provide a stable life for the one I love. Besides, with such a powerful future father-in-law, how could he bear to let Siyan suffer with me? Surely, he'd at least give a dowry of a million or two," Xiaofan said, smiling mischievously.
Liu Zhenghua almost couldn't contain his laughter. Where had Siyan found such a peculiar boy? This marriage farce was about to end.
'Pfft.' Liu Siyan, upon hearing the words "future father-in-law" again, lost her composure and accidentally spilled tea onto her clothes.
"Oh no, it's stained. I'll help you change in the room," Xiaofan immediately took the chance to publicly showcase his affection for Liu Siyan.
Of course, she needed to change clothes, but letting a guy follow her to change was really not appropriate.
However, when Liu Siyan saw the sincere look in Xiaofan's eyes, she didn't give it another thought and, extending her slender fingers, held Xiaofan's offered hand, and they went upstairs under everyone's gaze to the third floor.
Open the door, close it.
Xiaofan didn't get a chance to appreciate Liu Siyan's bedroom. Leaning against the door, he breathed heavily, with sweat finally rolling down his forehead.
"Wow, that was terrifying."
"No way? You seemed so calm just now?" Liu Siyan asked with a smile. She was extremely satisfied, no, pleasantly surprised by Xiaofan's performance today.
"If it wasn't for your dad playing along, I wouldn't have gotten through so easily. Actually, I didn't even need to come, because your dad never intended to marry you off," Ye Xiaofan covered his chest, hoping his heartbeat would slow down.
"Hey, aren't you going out? I really have to change clothes," Liu Siyan teased, holding a new dress.
"Hmm, should I really go out? I promise not to look, okay?" Ye Xiaofan grinned cheekily.
"Get out," Liu Siyan pouted slightly, playfully scolding him.
"But I'm your boyfriend now. Okay, okay, I'm going," Ye Xiaofan said, seeing Liu Siyan raising her little fist playfully, quickly opened the door, and stepped out to wait in front of the door.
Downstairs, conversations continued but were nearing an end.
Zhang Qiang watched Liu Siyan and Ye Xiaofan go upstairs affectionately, feeling very angry. Ever since losing to him in the competition, he viewed Xiaofan unfavorably. Now, Xiaofan was also a stumbling block in his pursuit of Liu Siyan. He absolutely couldn't let this go if given the chance.
Liu Siyan and Ye Xiaofan's actions clearly indicated they were a couple. However, Zhang Yongchang was a man who would do anything for his grandson.
"Mr. Liu, there are two young men in front of you now. I don't need to tell you who to choose as a son-in-law, right?" Zhang Yongchang said calmly.
"Old Mr. Zhang, you've seen the relationship between those two kids. I can't be cruel and break up my daughter's relationship, making them miserable," Liu Zhenghua said softly.
"So, you're choosing that boy?" Zhang Yongchang asked.
"Eh, what's there to choose? They're still young, and besides, Siyan isn't a child anymore. She can handle her own feelings." Although he didn't explicitly state his position, it was already very clear.
"Mr. Liu, you'd better think it through. Missing out on our Zhang family would be a great loss for Zhenghua Enterprise. Moreover, if the Liu Family encounters any trouble in the future, I might be able to offer some help," Zhang Yongchang threatened bluntly.
"Eh, as the saying goes, where there's a will, there's a way. I built the enterprise from scratch, so there's no need for Old Mr. Zhang to worry about it."
"Alright, we'll take our leave today. The Liu Family should take care of itself."
A threat, a downright threat. If Zhang Yongchang could say such things, it shows he has ways to deal with Liu Zhenghua's enterprise. This was exactly what Liu Zhenghua had feared earlier. However, when faced with the situation, he couldn't let his daughter marry into the family for mere convenience. He had fought to this point partly to ensure a better life for his loved ones. How could he forget his initial resolve?