After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Palm Springs.

After exchanging pleasantries at the door.

Everyone went into the living room together, and Chen Xinyi invited everyone to sit down.

Aunt Zheng set out the tea and snacks, and Aunt Li brought over the freshly brewed tea.

Wei Yi sat next to Lin's father and talked about the cycle of the catering industry, the consumption characteristics of the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai markets, and the central kitchen model of Green Tea Restaurant.

"Uncle, Uncle Wang, I think that green tea, as a standardized Chinese dish, is exactly in line with the trend of the next ten years."

Director Wei spoke with absolute certainty:

"Labor costs are bound to rise in the future, and good Chinese chefs will become increasingly difficult to find. Only standardization can lead to economies of scale. Uncle Wang, your central kitchen plus in-store reheating model is at least five years ahead of the competition."

Wang Qinzhi nodded repeatedly after hearing his few words:

"Young Wei, we've said something similar in our internal meetings. But those are things we've figured out after all these years. You're a college graduate, and a history major at that, to see things so clearly—that's impressive. No wonder you're so young and have already amassed a fortune far greater than us old guys!"

Wei Yi smiled modestly: "Uncle Wang, you flatter me. I was just lucky. All of this is just theoretical. For real skills, you have to look to you seniors who have been through the wringer on the front lines."

Lin's father stood beside him, holding a teacup, looking more and more satisfied.

He has been in business for decades and has met at least eight or ten thousand people, if not ten thousand.

You can tell if a young person has good taste just by asking them three questions.

The man in front of me, Wei Yi, is extremely good-looking, knows the rules, speaks with tact, and most importantly, has genuine insights into business.

These young people are hundreds of times better than those rich kids who only know how to talk a good game.

Moreover, he has already proven with his achievements that he is not just a pretty face!

The mind is easily unclear.

But Tage and Guoxin Ping were in the news recently.

Wei Yi, the "father of the sharing economy" who has gained some popularity on the internet due to his good looks, can be easily found through news searches.

He turned and glanced at his daughter.

Lin Siyan sat next to Chen Xinyi, her head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Lin Zonghou is now very satisfied with his daughter's boyfriend.

Lin Zonghou felt that the age difference between the two was a bit too large.

They're more than three years apart.

This child looks to be only eighteen years old. Yan Yan, you really dared to do that!

Lin's mother, after exchanging pleasantries at the door, maintained a constant smile on her face.

After three rounds of tea.

Chen Xinyi naturally steered the conversation toward the collaboration with Green Tea Restaurant.

"Uncle, Uncle Wang, Siyan mentioned this to you on the phone before. We have a very mature channel, team, and supply chain for tea and catering in Yanjing. If Green Tea wants to enter Beijing, we can provide local operational support. The cooperation method can be very flexible."

Wang Qinzhi glanced at Lin's father.

Lin's father nodded slightly.

"Xinyi, we certainly trust your and Xiao Wei's ideas. But we need to discuss the cooperation in detail. There's no rush. Let's catch up today. There's plenty of time for business matters."

Chen Xinyi smiled gently: "Uncle is right. We won't talk business today, just catch up. The dishes have already been prepared by the kitchen, all in the Jiangzhe style. Uncle, please do me the honor of trying Aunt Zheng's cooking."

Mr. Lin laughed heartily: "Good, good. I'm relieved that you've arranged it."

Dinner was very plentiful.

Aunt Zheng made braised lion's head meatballs, pickled bamboo shoots and pork soup, West Lake fish in vinegar sauce, Longjing shrimp, and a large bowl of winter bamboo shoot and old duck soup.

Lin's mother took a bite of the West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce, and her eyes lit up: "This tastes even more authentic than the one we used to go to back home. Xinyi, your aunt's cooking skills are truly amazing."

Chen Xinyi smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm glad you like it. Next time you and Uncle come to Yanjing, stay at my house. I'll have Aunt Zheng cook for you every day."

Lin's mother nodded happily.

Lin's father, Wang Qinzize, and Wei Yi talked about everything from catering to real estate, and then from real estate to the Internet.

Wei Yi answered fluently.

In the midst of their lively conversation, Wei Yi suddenly said:

"Uncle, I have a preliminary opinion. Please listen and see if it's correct. I heard Sister Siyan mention that you're in the business of exporting small commodities, mainly to the European, American, and Middle Eastern markets."

"I think the landscape of traditional foreign trade will undergo a major change in the next few years. In the past, we relied on the Canton Fair and large overseas buyers, which ensured stable orders and decent profits."

"But in the future, cross-border e-commerce will rise rapidly. Platforms like AliExpress and Amazon will sell our domestic goods directly to overseas consumers."

"The space for middlemen to survive will become smaller and smaller. Therefore, whoever can establish an online presence first and turn OEM products into branded products will be able to reap the next wave of benefits. Wuyi's products can no longer just earn that little bit of OEM fees."

Lin's father put down his chopsticks, remained silent for a while, then smiled and patted Wei Yi on the shoulder:

"Xiao Wei, what you said really resonated with me. To be honest, I've been thinking about transforming my business these past two years. Before, I relied on a few old clients, making tens of millions of US dollars a year, and I was doing very well. But now, orders are becoming more and more fragmented, and profits are getting thinner and thinner. I brought Qinzhi here this time, hoping to take a look at the market in the north. I never expected that my daughter, who is studying in the capital, would find such a treasure as you."

Wei Yilian said he dared not.

Lin Siyan, who was listening nearby, wanted to roll her eyes in frustration, but she managed to restrain herself by sitting next to Chen Xinyi.

After dinner, Mr. and Mrs. Lin went to the hotel.

Wang Qinzhi also took his leave.

After seeing the guests off, Chen Xinyi, Lin Siyan, and Wei Yi returned to the living room.

The door closed.

Lin Siyan felt as if all her bones had been removed, and she collapsed onto the sofa.

She covered her face and said in a muffled voice, "My parents... seem to really like him."

Chen Xinyi sat down beside her and pulled her head onto her lap:

"That's not just liking, that's really liking him. The way your dad looks at him is like he's looking at his own son."

Wei Yi, slumped on the other side, added:

"Isn't that normal? I'm built to the standards of the 'perfect son-in-law.' A friend to middle-aged and elderly women, and a close friend to middle-aged male entrepreneurs despite the age gap."

Chen Xinyi laughed and threw a cushion at him: "You wish!"

Lin Siyan lifted her head from Chen Xinyi's lap and looked at Wei Yi with a complicated expression: "You... did you practice saying those things to my parents? No, Xinyi taught you, didn't she?"

"Sister Siyan, what you said is hurtful."

Wei Yi said seriously, "My feelings for your parents are genuine. Unlike you, who sat there all night and barely smiled. Those are your parents."

Lin Siyan's face contorted, and she buried her face back in Chen Xinyi's lap: "I...I'm nervous."

Of course, it's not that he's nervous that his parents don't like him.

Instead, they worry that their parents will discover their true fetishes.

Discovering the truth saddened the elderly couple.

You should know that all this was before he met Chen Xinyi.

She really did a great job pretending and acting; she was the perfect daughter of the Lin family since she was a child.

Chen Xinyi knew all this.

She lowered her head, stroking Lin Siyan's hair, her voice gentle:

"Siyan, what are you afraid of? Your parents like him, which is a good thing. After the baby is born, there will be a reason for this. Your parents will have to be open about this sooner or later. Let's make a good impression now so things will be easier later."

Lin Siyan didn't say anything.

She simply placed her hand on her lower abdomen instinctively.

Looking at her, Wei Yi suddenly asked, "Sister Siyan, your dad said he wants to play chess with me next time he comes. Is your dad good at chess?"

Lin Siyan said in a muffled voice, "He's alright. Back in our hometown, no one could beat him. But I know they always let him win. He's just a terrible chess player."

"Then I'll beat him next time and show him that there are always people more capable than you," Wei Yi laughed.

Lin Siyan looked up and glared at him: "You dare to win? Aren't you afraid of ruining your so-called perfect son-in-law image?"

"Well, there's nothing I can do. His daughter doesn't like me. So I'll just get her pregnant and crush him at chess!"

"You!" Lin Siyan exclaimed angrily.

Chen Xinyi laughed so hard she almost fell over: "Alright, alright, you two stop arguing. It's a good thing that your uncle likes him. Siyan, you should be secretly happy."

Lin Siyan buried her face even deeper.

After a long while, he finally uttered a very soft "Mmm".

at least.

she thinks.

That way, I can be with Xinyi forever.

She can also play the role of the perfect daughter in front of her parents for the rest of her life.

That is.

She glanced at the handsome face of the man beside her.

This person is so annoying.

But when you really need him, he really comes through.

No wonder Xinyi loves him so much.