Chapter 1524: Chapter 1830: Urging to Marry

After listening to Nanrong Wanqing’s explanation, Ling Chen finally understood the general situation.

"So you want to acquire Qu Guanying’s tech company to nip the potential future competitor in the bud."

"That’s basically it," Nanrong Wanqing nodded, "Tech security will be the only direction for the future security system. Anyone with a bit of strategic vision will prepare ahead. Do you know why Changlong Technology wants to find partners in Huaxia? With Changlong Technology’s influence in the world, many people are eager to cooperate with it. However, it insists on establishing a research headquarters in Huaxia."

"Why?" Ling Chen asked curiously.

"It’s because many foreign groups are already conducting secret research, and currently, only Huaxia is blank in this aspect. Changlong Technology choosing Huaxia is to seize this market. You must know that Huaxia is the world’s largest market, and no one can resist its allure. We originally agreed with Qu Guanying, but today, he suddenly made such demands. I suspect it might be because he doesn’t want to sell his company."

"You mean... someone offered him additional investment?"

"Exactly!" Nanrong Wanqing nodded slightly, "According to the data provided by Leng Feifei, several foreign investment companies have approached Qu Guanying. They want to increase their investment, expand his company’s scale, and accelerate the research progress. Once the investment succeeds, Qu Guanying’s company value will be four or five times more, which means his value will multiply severalfold. If you were in his situation, would you still sell your company to others?"

"So that’s why Qu Guanying deliberately raised the price today, so you would give up."

"You just need to know about this; don’t get involved. I’ll discuss with Leng Feifei to see the next steps."

"Alright, if you ever need me, feel free to ask. Although I don’t have your business acumen, I’m still good for doing some hard work."

As they chatted idly, the car unknowingly arrived at the Ling Family’s entrance.

"Mom, we’re back," Ling Chen shouted as he walked in.

Yang Qingling peeked out from the kitchen, and seeing Nanrong Wanqing beside Ling Chen, she immediately welcomed her with a bright smile, holding Wanqing’s hand, "Look at you, losing weight after not seeing you for a while. I specially made black chicken soup today to nourish you."

"Auntie, no need to trouble yourself."

"It’s no trouble at all. As long as you’re willing to come, I’ll make soup for you every day."

"You’re too kind," Nanrong Wanqing smiled sweetly, taking off her coat, "Auntie, let me help you."

"That’s great." With that, the two went hand in hand into the kitchen, leaving Ling Chen alone at the door.

Listening to the occasional laughter from the kitchen, Ling Chen rubbed his nose with a helpless expression. He was her biological son yet wasn’t even asked a single question, as if he didn’t exist.

Just then, Ling Kun walked in from outside, seeing his son sitting alone on the couch, he laughed and asked, "Why are you sitting here alone? Didn’t your mom say Wanqing was coming too? Where is she?"

Ling Chen pointed to the kitchen, "They’re busy inside." As he spoke, Ling Chen noticed an invitation in Ling Kun’s hand, and curiously asked, "Dad, what’s this?"

"Here! Have a look for yourself." Ling Kun tossed the invitation into Ling Chen’s hand.

"Martial Arts Tournament Invitation?" Seeing the big characters on the invitation, Ling Chen asked strangely, "Dad, how did this invitation end up with you?"

"I find it strange too. Our Ling Family rarely gets involved in Martial Arts affairs, and not many martial artists know about us. I’m thinking Elder Tong might have sent it to me. What, you and Elder Tong are in cahoots; don’t you know about this?"

Ling Chen shook his head, "The Martial Arts Tournament is being organized by the Martial Arts Association folks. I haven’t been involved, so I’m not familiar with the details."

"I’ve heard that the scale of this Martial Arts Tournament is quite large," Ling Kun said, "Not to mention those famous martial arts masters, many unknown high-level figures on the fringes of Martial Arts, like our Ling Family, have received invitations. I can imagine, if the Martial Arts Association sent invites to everyone, this tournament will be an unprecedented event."

"I really don’t know about this; I just arrived in Beijing this morning and haven’t had a chance to meet with Elder Tong."

"Son, you need to remind Elder Tong, with such a grand scale, does the Martial Arts Association have enough capacity to manage it well? Make sure there aren’t any issues. Otherwise, this tournament could reignite hope or plunge the entire Martial Arts realm into despair."

"Understood."

The father and son chatted for a while, then saw Nanrong Wanqing and Yang Qingling carrying dishes out of the kitchen.

"Everyone come over and eat."

Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Ling Chen smiled and said, "Mom, you worked hard today."

Yang Qingling rolled her eyes at her son, replying with a lukewarm tone, "Not hard at all. I did all this for Wanqing. As a chairman managing such a big company, she’s busy but still knows to call and greet me. Unlike some people, who might not even have me in their eyes."

Cough cough!

Ling Chen quickly offered a smile, "Mom, I know I’m wrong, okay? Rest assured, I’ll definitely come home more often."

"Just you alone won’t do; I don’t have enough energy to entertain you. If you really want to visit, come by with her. Did you hear that?" Saying this, Yang Qingling didn’t forget to glance at Nanrong Wanqing nearby. Feeling Yang Qingling’s peculiar gaze, Wanqing’s pretty face couldn’t help but blush, involuntarily lowering her head and looking at the empty bowl in front of her.

"Alright then!" Ling Kun timely interjected, "It’s not that Ling Chen doesn’t want to come back; he’s just busy, you should understand as a mom."

Hearing this, Yang Qingling shot a disgruntled glance at Ling Kun, saying, "You men only care about your careers, not bothering with lifelong matters. Ling Chen is already at a considerable age, and you, as his father, don’t pay attention to your son at all. And you..." Turning to Ling Chen, she continued, "Haven’t you heard of the saying ’Family first, then career’? A man should establish a family before a career."

"Yes, yes, yes," Ling Chen nodded like a pecking chicken, not daring to argue at all. Just kidding, if he dared to say more, his mom’s words wouldn’t stop.

"Auntie, let’s eat first, or the food will get cold." At the crucial moment, Nanrong Wanqing spoke, allowing Ling Chen to escape unscathed.

Yang Qingling slowly sat back down in her chair, murmuring as if unfinished, "Remember what I said earlier, don’t come alone in the future."