The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

"What European market? Asian market? American market?" Xi Yujia said while eating, "You and your uncle should make games first after returning to China. Believe me, it will be much better than trying hard to squeeze into the American market. With regard to future tariffs, exchange rates, and policies, I do not recommend that you rush into the American market." Xi Yujia handed the bowl to Ji Beixiao.

"We will go back and think about it. After all, the company is not controlled by just the two of us." Bai Shuyi said this with a serious look on her face. Perhaps in her eyes, Xi Yujia is still just a child, a child who has only been an adult for a few years.

"That's terrible! Neither the chairman nor the executive president has the right to speak. My suggestion is that you set up a new company and don't try to do everything in one company. As for technology, Chinese universities are actually like factories now. They have trained a lot of labor. A systematic one is definitely better than self-reliance. Although the spirit can only be cultivated later, I can only talk to you here. I won't charge you for more!" Xi Yujia smiled, as if to say, "You can talk to Ji Tangyan about this in the evening!"

"Yeah!" Bai Shuyi smiled for the first time in a long time, and then went to the living room.

Xi Yujia said in panic: "Brother Beixiao, your mother smiled at me." Xi Yujia said and patted Ji Beixiao's leg.

"In the future, do you want to call me mom, auntie or mom?" Ji Beixiao asked Xi Yujia an interesting question with a smile, as if to ask, what if you get married in the future?

Xi Yujia looked at Ji Beixiao, thought for a moment, and said gently: "Auntie! I feel like calling you mom... is a bit... awkward." Xi Yujia said with a smile.

"Because you seldom call your mother, right?" Ji Beixiao said with a smile: "My mother smiles at you because she appreciates you, not because she approves of you, so don't think too much about it." Ji Beixiao still said this with a smile. He only knew a little about her before, but it was in May last year that he seemed to really understand Xi Yujia a lot.

"I am so excited that I am almost depressed." Xi Yujia said this, as if to say, "Did you consider my feelings when you said this?" Then he continued to smile.

"I like you and love you, isn't that enough? Why do you care about your mother-in-law's expression?" Ji Beixiao asked her with a smile.

"Let me tell you a story. I heard that in the 1950s and 1960s, many men in our area were required to serve in the army. Some people thought the journey was too long and they were afraid of fighting! They didn't want to die! So they cut off their right index finger to avoid serving in the army. Some even walked hundreds of kilometers and still ran back home. But many years later, when those who had joined the army returned to their hometown in the small county, those who had jobs and salaries and those with ideas moved into the city and cultivated a capable next generation, those who had cut off their index fingers began to regret it, and their descendants also regretted it." Xi Yujia smiled. She really had too many stories to tell Ji Beixiao, and she was telling Ji Beixiao as if it was a joke.

"How do you know these stories? They don't seem like stories in any book at all." Ji Beixiao asked her puzzledly. The main thing is, even deserters wouldn't write like this, right?

"This is the story of my Xi family. Didn't my father get rejected when he went home to dig up the ancestral graves? Even though he offered very good conditions, the other party had both money and connections, and they scolded my father, saying that girls from our Xi family could marry well even though they had no future. After that, my father never went back to his hometown. As for my grandparents, they never had a good relationship with my family." Xi Yujia still said this to him with a smile.

"Then what does that have to do with what I just said about not caring about my mother's expression?" Ji Beixiao was puzzled and didn't understand why Xi Yujia said this. He washed his hands, wiped them clean with a tissue, and threw the tissue into the trash can.

"It seems you haven't noticed, but except for those who flatter him, everyone else thinks my dad is a loser and incompetent, and he's divorced, and his daughter was cheated on." Xi Yujia smiled and said, "A lot of times I take after my father." Xi Yujia jokingly made a joke about his own father, Xi Qiuliang.