"Uncle, you don't know that a teacher named Ma once told me that we should still have dreams, just in case they come true." Xiao Fan continued while sipping AD calcium milk.

"Then have you ever thought about what would happen if you failed one day?" Wang Jianlin said with a smile.

"Impossible, I have great confidence in myself." Xiao Fan answered confidently.

"I mean what if."

"What if I fail?" Zeng Xiaofan thought for a while and answered.

"If you can't stay at the top, then you can go to the factory and get food and accommodation. If you and I still share the same ideals at that time, then we will gather on the assembly line."

"We share the good times and the bad times!" Zeng Xiaofan said nonsense in a serious tone.

"Hahahaha! You are a very funny kid, very clever and quirky." Wang Jianlin laughed.

Zeng Xiaofan said, raised his wrist, looked at the time and said, "Uncle, I have to go back. I have classes tomorrow morning!"

Seeing this cheerful girl, Wang Jianlin felt a little reluctant to leave.

"Then next time..."

"Didn't I tell you, next time please try the Huajia Vermicelli near our school!"

"Haha, okay, okay, I will definitely come to eat the clam vermicelli next to your school."

"Xiao Zhang, prepare the car!" After that, Lao Wang told his assistant Xiao Zhang: "Send Xiao Fan back to school."

"Okay, Mr. Wang." Assistant Xiao Zhang immediately turned around and walked out of the restaurant, took out the walkie-talkie and began to notify the driver.

"Uncle, I'm leaving first. Although the food wasn't that good this time, I had a lot of fun." Zeng Xiaofan smiled brightly.

"Uncle, I'm glad to meet you."

"Me too." The two shook hands and said goodbye with a look of mutual sympathy.

Looking at Xiaofan's departing back, Wang Jianlin suddenly thought of his rebellious son who was studying in Canada in the northern hemisphere. He didn't know what this rebellious son was doing now.

Wang Jianlin, missing his son dearly, took out his cell phone from his pocket and called his son.

However, the call was never connected.

Wang Jianlin loves his son Wang Sichong very much. Wang Sichong is his only son.

He valued his only son very much and had high hopes for him since he was young. He sent him to study abroad during his early childhood, hoping that he could learn from the foreigners and defeat them.

Wang Jianlin stayed in China to continue building his own business empire and tried to expand Wanda Group's business territory.

Seeing that his son did not answer the phone, Wang Jianlin called again, but the call was still not connected.

Wang Jianlin was anxious and called his son's housekeeper in Canada and asked, "Where is Wang Sicong? Why didn't he answer the phone?"

The housekeeper said, "The young master, hasn't he already returned to his country? Don't you know?"

Wang Jianlin was furious: "This troublesome and rebellious son!"

"Send someone to investigate immediately. Find out his whereabouts and bring him back to me immediately!"

At this time, a breeze blew gently. It woke up Wang Jianlin who had just drunk some wine. He sighed and said that a girl like Zeng Xiaofan started her own business at a young age and had such a profound insight into the real estate industry. But his own rebellious son did not inherit a single bit of his own, and only knew how to eat, drink and have fun! There is really no harm without comparison.

"Next time, I must arrange for Si Chong to meet Xiao Fan." Old Wang thought secretly.

The driver drove a Rolls-Royce, taking Zeng Xiaofan back to school, with assistant Xiao Zhang sitting in the passenger seat.

Assistant Xiao Zhang said: "Ms. Zeng, thank you so much today. Mr. Wang hasn't been so happy for a long time."

"That's not necessary. It's just that playing golf is not fun at all, and the food tastes terrible." Zeng Xiaofan told the truth.

"I get along quite well with the uncle."

Wen Mengjiao was in the dance studio of Yenching University. After practicing dancing, she was about to go out for a walk.

Ever since she accidentally missed the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala last time, she joined the dance club of Yenching University.

She was looking forward to an opportunity to perform all by herself so that she could dazzle everyone and show that Zeng Xiaofan was not the only one who danced well.

Wen Mengjiao is a typical southern girl, with a petite figure and delicate features. She is also a very eye-catching beauty among ordinary people.

After practicing for a whole afternoon, Wen Mengjiao, who was thirsty and tired, planned to go out for a walk and get some fresh air.

The senior student next to him said, "Let's go together. I want to go out for a walk, too."

The two girls walked out of the practice room hand in hand. The senior girl asked, "Dancing ballet is not easy. You must have suffered a lot, junior girl."

"You'll get used to it, senior sister." Wen Mengjiao said.

“A family that can cultivate ballet dancers from a young age must have very good family conditions,” said the senior student.

"Hehe, my conditions are average. I'm from Shanghai, and my father is the local district chief." Speaking of family conditions, Wen Mengjiao is most proud of her family background. Therefore, every time she has the opportunity, Wen Mengjiao will emphasize her father, the district chief.

"Wow, is uncle so awesome?" the senior student said enviously.

"Hehe, it's not that great. My dad always tells me to keep a low profile and get along well with my classmates." Wen Mengjiao really enjoyed the feeling of pretending to be cool.

At this moment, an extended version of Rolls-Royce passed by them and stopped in front of a small shop not far from them.

"This car is so cool, wow, there is always someone better than you." said the senior student.

Wen Mengjiao also noticed this luxury car and thought to herself, Yenching University is truly a place of hidden talents.

Suddenly, she recalled what Li Linlin said in the morning, that Zeng Xiaofan was picked up by a Rolls-Royce. Wait, could it be that Zeng Xiaofan was sitting in this car?

"Let's go and take a look." The senior student pulled Wen Mengjiao forward.

At this moment, a man in a suit and tie stepped out from the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce. He politely opened the rear door and gestured elegantly, "Ms. Zeng, we're at school. Please come this way."

With such momentum and grandeur, this extended version of Rolls-Royce instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zeng Xiaofan quietly stepped out of the car and nodded politely to his assistant Xiao Zhang.

Seeing this scene, the boys on the side howled in their hearts: "Sister Shark is crazy, sister Shark me!"

Everyone's eyes were stunned. Since ancient times, luxury cars have been paired with beautiful women, but no one expected that it was the ice cream girl Zeng Xiaofan, who everyone was quite familiar with.

The senior student was also stunned, and quickly asked Wen Mengjiao: "Isn't this your roommate, the ice-cold sister Zeng Xiaofan?"

"It seems that Zeng Xiaofan's background is really unfathomable. No wonder." The senior student sighed again.

"Tsk tsk tsk, only a very wealthy family can afford a Rolls-Royce!"

Hearing this, Wen Meng, who was originally in a good mood, pouted again and felt aggrieved and just wanted to cry.

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