The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Huang Jianzhi always thought that Wang Gang liked his daughter, and even asked Wang Gang out for a talk because his daughter broke up with her girlfriend.

He and his wife didn't want their daughter to be with Wang Gang. They were worried that Wang Gang was not loyal and was only after their daughter's beauty. If he got tired of her in the future, he would treat her badly.

But when Wang Gang disliked his daughter and even made it clear that she was not worthy of him, Huang Jianzhi could not bear it even more.

As a father, who can accept his daughter being disliked?

Although Huang Jianzhi was angry, as a university professor, he suppressed his temper and said to Wang Gang with gritted teeth:
"Xiao Zhou, since you don't like Rose, please keep your distance from her in the future."

Wang Gang leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "I may not be able to do this."

Huang Jianzhi sneered in his heart, thinking that if it was true, how could his daughter be disliked? This was all Wang Gang's trick of retreating in order to advance.

"Uncle Huang, I am now a shareholder of Huang Yime's company, and I am also one of her bosses. Unless she resigns, we will inevitably have contact at work. This is not something I can control." Wang Gang said with a smile.

"What, you are Rose's boss, why didn't she say that?" Huang Jianzhi said in surprise.

"Uncle Huang, our daughter has grown up and no longer talks about everything with her parents. This is normal. As a university professor, you should be more open-minded about it." Wang Gang said sarcastically.

Huang Jianzhi felt as if his heart was being tugged at. He said stubbornly, "Rose wouldn't hide anything from us. It must be you who instigated her."

Wang Gang raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Uncle Huang, I'll say it again, I really don't like Huang Yimei, and I won't waste my time on her. You should pay more attention to your own daughter when you have time!"

Huang Jianzhi couldn't listen any longer, so he stood up and said, "Zhou Shihui, how long are you going to keep pretending?"

Wang Gang didn't expect Huang Jianzhi to be so self-righteous. He shook his head and said softly, "Uncle Huang, I can't help it if you don't believe me. If it weren't for Huang Zhenhua's face today, I wouldn't have to deal with you."

After that, Wang Gang stood up, took out two hundred yuan and put it on the table, and said: "This meal is my treat. You are my elder, but I also hope that you can act like an elder and stop accusing me of something that is not true."

Huang Jianzhi was shocked. He didn't expect Wang Gang to be so tough and so disrespectful.

At the same time, he began to believe what Wang Gang said. If he really cared about his daughter, he would never treat him like this.

Wang Gang dropped the money and left.

Huang Jianzhi stood there, watching Wang Gang's departing back, and was confused for a moment.

"Could it be that we guessed wrong, Zhou Shihui really doesn't like my daughter?"

"No, Rose is so beautiful. If Zhou Shihui didn't like her, why did he have such a quarrel with his girlfriend?"

Huang Jianzhi returned to school with a conflicted look on his face. He temporarily suppressed his doubts and was about to teach his students when the principal came to him.

"Old Huang, have you contacted Painter Zhou? Does he agree to come to our school to give lectures?"

Huang Jianzhi said awkwardly: "Principal, I have discussed the lecture with Zhou Shihui, and he felt that he was not qualified to give lectures to students, so he refused."

"Ah, Old Huang, how did you talk to Painter Zhou?" the principal asked curiously.

Huang Jianzhi replied honestly: "I asked him directly, and he clearly told me not to come to class."

The principal said regretfully: "That's a pity."

Huang Jianzhi felt a little annoyed and said, "Principal, although Zhou Shihui won the French Grand Prize, he is just a newcomer in the painting world. There is no need to feel regretful!"

The principal said, "Old Huang, you don't know that after Zhou won the award, the French side wanted to let him stay and offered very generous conditions, but Zhou refused them all and resolutely returned to China to develop. He has always been proud of being Chinese in front of foreign media."

Huang Jianzhi glanced sideways and said, "So he does have some patriotic feelings." The principal nodded and said, "Who says he doesn't? I want to invite him to give a lecture, not only because of his achievements, but more importantly because of his patriotism.

Many of our students use school as a springboard, and once they have the opportunity to study abroad, they never come back. They don’t consider themselves Chinese at all. Seeing this phenomenon, I am also worried! ”

Huang Jianzhi then understood the principal's painstaking efforts and regretted his own carelessness.

"Principal, how about this! I'll let my son communicate with Zhou Shihui again. They are friends and old colleagues, and they can talk better than I can!" Huang Jianzhi said stiffly.

"That's great. Mr. Huang, please pay attention to it." The principal left happily.

Huang Jianzhi took out his cell phone and hesitated for a long time. Finally, when the class time was approaching, he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart and called his son.

Wang Gang naturally didn't know how much of a burden he brought to Huang Jianzhi. Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care too much.

In the afternoon, Wang Gang went to Jiang Xueqiong's company to prepare to attend the evening banquet together.

In order to meet Mr. Teng, Jiang Xueqiong chose a very eye-catching evening dress, which set off her graceful figure even more perfectly. Every step she took was swaying, making people unforgettable at first sight.

Huang Yimei also chose a yellow evening dress, but the style was rather conventional. It was suitable for dancing the waltz, but it completely concealed her advantages.

After comparing the two, Wang Gang said to Huang Yimei: "Huang Yimei, is this the only evening dress you have?"

Huang Yimei said: "Master, I bought this evening gown for my school graduation party. Doesn't it look good?"

Wang Gang said: "It's not that she's ugly, but she's too mature and doesn't really suit you. Your biggest advantage is your youth and vitality."

Huang Yimei has a good vision among her peers, but due to the limitations of the times, she naturally cannot be compared with Wang Gang.

Jiang Xueqiong smiled and said, "David, you also study clothing?"

Wang Gang smiled and said, "I am a painter and I have my own views on beauty."

Huang Yimei said in embarrassment: "The dinner will start in an hour. It will be too late for me to change now!"

Wang Gang walked around Huang Yimei twice and said, "Do you trust me? I will make a difference for you."

Huang Yimei asked worriedly: "Master, are you sure?"

Wang Gang picked up the scissors on Jiang Xueqiong's desk and said, "Stand still."

Jiang Xueqiong was curious about what Wang Gang would do, but she did not stop him. After all, Huang Yimei was just assisting and was not important to what would happen in the evening.

Wang Gang quickly cut off the excess decorations on Huang Yimei's evening dress, making the dress simple and elegant.

Huang Yimei was so frightened by Wang Gang's quick movements that she stood there, not daring to move.

When Su Gengsheng walked into the office with the documents, he saw Huang Yimei standing there in a completely different look. Her evening gown had changed in appearance. Her left shoulder was cut directly by Wang Gang, revealing a large area of ​​her snow-white shoulder. Her lower body was also changed by Wang Gang into a high slit, and her white left leg was faintly visible under the dress, full of temptation.

Wang Gang let Huang Yimei's hair down, and the long wavy hair covered her shoulders, which was neither too revealing nor too eye-catching.

After Wang Gang's transformation, Huang Yimei looked like a glowing goddess in her new evening dress, and even Su Gengsheng was stunned.

In fact, not only Su Gengsheng, but even Huang Yimei was speechless when she saw herself in the mirror. (End of this chapter)