Chapter: 6277

Xu Chóngkūn immediately retorted, "You're talking nonsense! I'm not doing anything unnecessary."

Ma ān muttered to herself, "You don't have the guts for it either."

She then glanced at her watch and urged him, saying, "Let's go quickly. We can't delay picking up my daughter!"

Xu Chóngkūn got up, took the car keys, and left with Ma ān.

When they arrived in front of the car, Ma ān unconsciously sat down as the co-pilot. After Xu Chóngkūn got into the driver's seat, he opened the navigation and chose the fastest route to the airport.

The car drove out of the residential area and onto the highway. Since it wasn't yet at the peak hour, the road conditions were relatively smooth, and Ma ān was in a good mood as the co-pilot. As for Xu Chóngkūn's wife, she was usually not home, and even her husband didn't matter much.

Xu Chóngkūn had a heavy heart, filled with thoughts of his daughter Han Mei-qing's upcoming marriage, making him seem absent-minded.

Just then, his phone suddenly rang. Since the phone was connected to the car's Bluetooth, he could see on the dashboard display that it was Little Wu from the Chinese Painting Association calling.

Last night, I drank too much and forgot many things. As I was getting home, everything seemed hazy. So, I completely forgot that Little Wu had brought over Han Mei-qing's marriage invitation. He didn't think much about it and directly pressed the answer button on the dashboard.

On the phone, Little Wu's obsequious voice came through: "Xu, Vice-chairman of the Association, is this you? Why haven't you come to the association today? Are you feeling unwell after drinking too much last night?"

Xu Chóngkūn nodded slightly and said with a lackluster tone: "I did drink quite a bit yesterday. I still have a headache now. What's going on? Is there something at the association?"

"No, nothing," Little Wu quickly replied. "I was just worried that you might be feeling unwell after drinking too much, so I called to ask if you had any plans today and needed me to take care of anything for you. You can speak up anytime!"

As Little Wu spoke, he didn't wait for Xu Chóngkūn to respond before saying: "Oh, by the way, Vice-chairman Xu! My wife has learned some traditional Chinese medicine at home. She has a recipe for sobering up and one for liver nourishment. People who drink frequently like you need to take good care of their livers. If you don't mind, I'll have my wife brew the medicinal soup at home and send it over to your place afterwards!"

Little Wu may not have attended yesterday's dinner party, but while driving back Xu Chóngkūn and Pei, he listened as the two old men chatted all the way.

These two men had drunk too much wine and didn't bother with polite conversation. They just talked freely, like brothers.

Little Wu learned from their conversations that Pei was seeking a promotion, and Xu Chóngkūn, this vice-chairman, was the best candidate for the next president, with Pei's full support, making his chances of winning very high.

Moreover, Little Wu knew that Xu Chóngkūn lived in the most luxurious Villa Residence at Yongchen, which gave him a deeper understanding of Xu Chóngkūn's wealth.

The Chinese Painting Association is an amateur organization, and when selecting a president, experience and professional knowledge are not important. Social connections and financial resources are more crucial standards for evaluation.

It's only natural that the association's regular expenses are tight, so it's likely that someone with money would become president and thus alleviate the financial gaps in the association to a certain extent.

So, Xu Chóngkūn becoming the next president is just a matter of time, so Little Wu decided to curry favor with him, expecting that after Xu Chóngkūn takes office, he will also have the opportunity to become his trusted confidant.

Xu Chóngkūn is not an idiot; naturally, he can sense Little Wu's naked flattery and insincere praise without any subtlety.

He won't refuse such a submissive nephew, so as to enjoy the feeling of being constantly praised and fawned over. Therefore, he said casually: "Little Wu, you're thinking of me. I'm getting ready to go out and meet my daughter now. We'll have dinner at home tonight. How about this? You send the medicine you've prepared to my house after 10 pm."

Xu Chóngkūn has deeply understood Pei's way of ruling people, intentionally giving Little Wu an opportunity to prove himself, and deliberately dragging out the time to test Little Wu's loyalty.

On the other end of the phone, Little Wu heard this and exclaimed happily: "Okay, I won't bother you. You go ahead now, and I'll call you at 10 pm tonight."

Ma Ran, listening nearby, was shocked and agitated, her eyes almost popping out of her head. She thought to herself: "Mother's... Xu Chóngkūn is really flying high in the Chinese Painting Association! He even has a suck-up like Little Wu! If he becomes president, he'll probably take my breath away too!" JrNovels.com