A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 388 Love Strategist

"Hey, why are you leaving?" Chen Jinnian, who was holding Wang Yidi, glanced at Song Qian who stood up in the hall and immediately reminded her.

"Let me see."

Wang Yidi, who was just immersed in the emotion, quickly broke free from his arms, stretched out her slender swan neck, and watched Song Qian's actions.

Song Qian stood up impatiently, looked around, and after making sure there was no one she knew, she hurried away.

Qiao Weidong also stood up, trotted a few steps and called Song Qian's name, but the more Song Qian heard the voice, the faster she lowered her head and walked, and finally she disappeared in the hall at a trot.

"Is this how they look like they can remarry? They are probably just putting on an act in front of Yingzi." Chen Jinnian said with a slight frown.

Chen Jinnian didn't know much about Qiao Weidong's specific character, but Chen Ming, who had known him for many years, knew it very well. His father once told him that Qiao Weidong was a very scheming and cunning person in the business world, and he was not the same as he appeared in front of his daughter.

If Qiao Weidong fails to achieve his goal through normal means, he will quickly slide into the crooked path. His creed is that he only cares about the result, not the process. He is willing to do it even if the result is only temporary.

"No way, wasn't Teacher Song very moved at the last birthday party? I almost cried when I looked at Teacher Song." Wang Yidi asked.

"Nonsense, how can a middle-aged man avoid the carefully arranged nostalgia? The most important thing is that the world cannot be retained. The red face leaves the mirror and the flowers leave the tree. When Teacher Song saw himself from more than 20 years ago, it was normal for his heart to be overwhelmed. However, after calming down, he found that he was inexplicably moved."

"This is what's called a strong emotion. This technique of stirring up emotions is very common in movies. Many movies deliberately add a lot of climaxes and twists at the end, and audiences give them rave reviews and high scores. However, this is not common in our daily lives. So either it was a stroke of genius by Uncle Joe, or there was someone behind the scenes who was guiding him."

At that time, Chen Jinnian's attention was focused on the news of the industry earthquake. He did not think clearly about Qiao Weidong's routine, but just thought it was a carefully prepared gift.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Given Qiao Weidong's personality, giving him a Hermès gift would be more in line with his character than just a photo.

"You said Uncle Qiao has a dog-headed military advisor. Is that your father or Fang Yifan's father?" Wang Yidi turned around curiously.

"Haha, if my dad had this kind of intention, would he have been so tightly controlled by my mom? As for Uncle Fang, it's even more impossible. He's so busy right now that he doesn't have time to care about Uncle Qiao."

After Chen Jinnian eliminated the two wrong options, he scanned all the people still in the lobby on the first floor. Some parents who were accompanying their children were waiting in the rest area and on the benches outside the classroom. He had a hunch that this military advisor must be hiding among them.

Not long after, a man mixed in with the group of parents came into his sight.

He was wearing a well-fitting tailored suit, and even when he was sitting, his back was straight, making him stand out from the crowd, and he was out of tune with the parents around him.

"Yidi, have you seen that man in a suit? There's definitely something fishy going on." Chen Jinnian gestured in the direction with his eyes.

"What problem could there be? They are either insurance sellers or real estate agents. I know them very well. We dealt with them every day some time ago." Wang Yidi didn't care.

"It's no joke that a slave worker can have his spirit and energy."

Chen Jinnian focused all his attention on the other person. He absolutely did not believe that there was no trick.

Sure enough, just one minute later, the man in the suit adjusted the earphones on his ears, stood up as if nothing had happened, walked around the corridor outside the lobby on the first floor, and finally sat down opposite Qiao Weidong.

When this scene appeared in front of Wang Yidi, she covered her mouth in surprise and was unable to speak for a long time. She did not expect that Chen Jinnian's eyes were so sharp that he could easily find the real murderer in the crowd.

"Stop covering your mouth, or your mask will be covered with lipstick marks."

After Chen Jinnian reminded Wang Yidi, he took out his mobile phone and started recording. He had to keep the evidence, as it might be useful in the future.

Downstairs, Qiao Weidong asked angrily, "Mr. Cheng, I've already done what you said. I got up at five in the morning to make this porridge, but she only took a sip and left. And she didn't even touch the breakfast. I'm wasting my time."

"I think it's great." Cheng Hao smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt. "I've told you many times that if you want to win back your lover, it will definitely be a very long process. Considering your relationship is not much better than strangers, the fact that he or she can take the time to come over is already a positive signal. As for whether to eat or not, it's actually irrelevant."

As a love consultant, Cheng Hao has his own set of methodologies, emphasizing skills rather than techniques. He believes that as long as the methods and means are appropriate, there is no woman he cannot pursue.

Qiao Weidong's actions of instigating the birthday party and sending old photos were all done by Cheng Hao, and facts have also proved that he is quite capable. If the part where Qiao Weidong was locked in the cabinet was cut out, it can be said that it was a great success.

Cheng Hao stirred the porridge in the bowl twice with a spoon. "Hmm, it smells good. Do you have any more? Give me a bowl. I haven't had breakfast yet."

"No." Qiao Weidong snatched the bowl and drank it in big gulps, while mumbling, "There's only this bowl of porridge. If you're hungry, try something else."

Chen Hao shook his head helplessly at Qiao Weidong's food-guarding behavior. He would not drink anything that others had already drunk even if it was given to him.

"You can't come tomorrow. While well begun is half done, you should know when to stop. Your most urgent task now is to move back to your ex-wife's neighborhood. Ideally, you can rent her house. That way, you'll see her more often, and naturally you'll have more topics to talk about and more opportunities to meet."

As soon as Cheng Hao finished speaking, Qiao Weidong shook his head. "Impossible! Shuxiang Yayuan is in the school district of several primary and secondary schools. There are only vacancies after the college entrance examination and during the summer vacation. I can't rent it now, and no one will sublease it to me."

"Really?" Cheng Hao was a little skeptical and searched on the rental platform. Except for a few fishing posts, the rest of the rental posts all indicated that the houses could only be viewed and rented after June.

Cheng Hao was dumbfounded. If the physical distance could not be shortened, no matter how superb his skills in picking up girls were, they would be useless.

"How about I come here every day? I have plenty of time anyway," Qiao Weidong suggested.

"No, being deliberate is a taboo. We value subtle influence and the ability to hear thunder in silence. Your presence every day has aroused women's vigilance. How can we pursue you? We can't do things that are half-hearted and twice as effective."

Cheng Hao immediately dismissed Qiao Weidong's idea and said, "I think you'd better find a job nearby."

"Find a job? No, no," Qiao Wei hurriedly shook his head, "I haven't worked for others for many years."

"Then you can invest, even if it's a milk tea shop. You can come here naturally and run into your ex-wife every day." Cheng Hao suggested.

"I haven't been involved in physical business for many years." Qiao Weidong had just finished speaking when he thought of Fang Yuan's job, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. "Oh, I remember, my daughter opened a pet center. I could work there."

"Isn't your daughter a freshman in college?" Cheng Hao was stunned as he held the breakfast in his hand.