Tang Che looked at the children of the Ji family.
Yuan was the heir meticulously groomed; he didn't dare to be greedy and ask Yuan to join the Tang Corporation, otherwise Yingbao would surely blow up.
A-Yan had reached the pinnacle of the entertainment industry, but his personality was still too naive, and he lacked decisiveness in handling matters, making him unsuitable as a marriage alliance prospect.
Mo was a researcher who had inherited Rong Yu's talent and achieved success in his field, but he probably lacked the skills to manage a large corporation.
Aye was still a kid, a bit unreliable, so there was no need to even discuss him.
If he had to pick the most satisfactory one, it would be the fourth child, Chuan.
Sitting in the corner, he looked obedient and honest, like a plain, harmless white rice ball, but inside, he was filled with black sesame paste.
A child with such experiences was destined not to be purely kind.
The sinister forces within the Tang Corporation needed someone like Chuan to suppress them with unexpected moves.
But...
Tang Che sighed.
Chuan's childhood and teenage years had been too bitter, suffering for so many years, and now he was treasured like the apple of the Ji family's eye.
If he proposed a marriage alliance for Chuan, Yingbao would definitely be the first to disagree.
Under the intense gaze of the old man, Ji Jingchuan already understood what was meant.
In the short time since returning to the Ji family, he had experienced all the most beautiful emotions in the world.
His family cared for his feelings at all times.
He also very much wanted to do something for his family.
Ji Jingchuan raised his eyes: "In my view, a marriage alliance is just one way to find a partner, similar to an arranged meeting. If it clicks, it's a happy outcome for all. If there's no connection, then it shouldn't be forced."
"That's exactly the idea." Tang Che's smile overflowed. Using "arranged meeting" instead of "marriage alliance" made it much more down-to-earth. He chuckled, "When winter break comes, I'll arrange for you to meet. If it seems suitable, you can spend some time together. If not, that's fine too."
Ji Jingchuan agreed obediently.
Rong Yu reached out and ruffled his hair: "Chuan, you don't need to please adults by being obedient. You can also refuse, just like Aye."
There were other ways.
"Great-grandma, have you forgotten? Last time I drank pesticide was because my adoptive mother forced me to marry a woman I didn't know." A smile appeared on Ji Jingchuan's face. "I would risk my life to resist anything I'm unwilling to do."
"It won't come to that." Rong Yu laughed. "Then just treat it as making a friend. Don't feel any psychological pressure."
And so, the matter was settled.
Tang Che left with a face full of smiles.
He believed that a junior who could satisfy him would also be enough to move Chuan's heart.
The evening celebration banquet didn't end until past midnight.
However, the promotional video for the Fourth Aerospace Institute grew hotter and hotter online, constantly reposted by various official national accounts. Influencers even started an aerospace relay, each saying a sentence to the National Space Administration, wishing China's aerospace endeavors to reach new heights.
After fermenting all night, by the next morning, the hot search charts were still dominated by related topics.
Rong Yu's fans seemed to be having a celebration.
"My sister is truly amazing. As a newcomer, she reached the peak right after her debut. She's the only one in the domestic entertainment industry like this, right?"
"Reposted by countless national accounts—my sister has really made it. From now on, she's the spokesperson for China's aerospace cause."
"Being a fan of my sister gives such a sense of security. There's absolutely no need to worry about any scandals."
"But when exactly will my sister open a Weibo account?"
"Please, Rong Yu, open a Weibo account."
"..."
Rong Yu got up and went downstairs, seeing her old son sitting on the sofa with Duoduo in his arms. The old man and the child were happily scrolling through comments.
"Little Duo'er, the fan club has surpassed a million members, can you believe it?" Old Master Ji stroked his chin. "We need to add a few more positions. Does Little Duo'er have any good suggestions?"
This fan club was a very makeshift operation.
The president was Old Master Ji.
The vice president was Duoduo.
The lead photographer was Old Master Hai.
The anti-defamation team leader was Old Master Si.
The support team leader was temporarily held by Ji Zhouye.
Old Master Ji frowned. "Other fan clubs have video editing teams, graphic artist teams, super topic management teams, reposting teams..."
Rong Yu: "..."
She really didn't understand some of these internet terms her old son was using now.
She shook her head. "Yingbao, if you keep playing with your phone, your eyes will go bad. It's fine if you're old, but don't corrupt Duoduo."
Old Master Ji guiltily lowered his head. "Understood, Mom."
Right after breakfast, Rong Yu received a call from the director: "Student Rong Yu, there's a task assignment here for you. You're about to take the college entrance exams, so you probably don't have time to take on tasks, right?"
Rong Yu said with a smile, "Director, have you forgotten? I don't need to take the college entrance exams."
"Oh, right..." Director You glanced at the person standing beside him and sighed silently to himself.
If this child Rong Yu had said she was busy with studies, he could have hung up immediately and rejected this nonsensical task.
Why was this child so honest?
He hesitated, unable to bring himself to speak. The person next to him snatched the phone: "Hello, Student Rong Yu, I am Minister Zhu from the Publicity Department of the Beijing First Aerospace Headquarters. Here's the situation: after the promotional video for the Fourth Aerospace Institute aired yesterday, the response was unprecedented. You were named by netizens as the spokesperson for the aerospace cause. Would you be interested in filming a promotional video for the First Aerospace Headquarters?"
Minister Zhu paused, then continued, "China's aerospace endeavors began with the First Aerospace Headquarters. The Second, Third, and Fourth are all branches of the First. To truly let the Chinese people feel the rapid development of the aerospace cause, it has to be our First Headquarters..."
Rong Yu was immediately intrigued.
She nodded right away. "When is the filming?"
"Filming is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. If that's too soon for you, we can change it to the day after."
Rong Yu agreed directly.
After hanging up, Minister Zhu returned the phone. "We're all colleagues within the same system. Talents should be shared, Director You, don't be so stingy."
Director You grumbled. "There are so many celebrities in the entertainment industry, all types. Why single out a young girl who just debuted?"
"Her face is very suitable." Minister Zhu said with a smile. "It gives people a feeling of, well, how to put it... national prosperity and peace, a flourishing age of peace. In short, since netizens have recognized Rong Yu, she is the most suitable. Don't worry, the First Headquarters will cover Rong Yu's service fee. Don't be so petty."
Director You silently complained to himself.
What did this little service fee matter? He didn't care about that.
What he cared about was that Rong Yu was actually also a technical researcher in aerospace, one of the planners and chief designers of the current Space Debris Removal Project.
If the Headquarters found out about Rong Yu's talent, they would probably spare no effort to poach this promising seedling.
But...
Water flows downhill, people strive for higher ground.
He couldn't deliberately stop Rong Yu from moving to a higher platform.
Minister Zhu took out his own phone. "Give me all of Rong Yu's contact information. I'll contact her directly from now on."
Director You: "..."
Why did it feel like he was already starting to lose this promising seedling?
