Zhang Yang smiled as he watched his parents bicker, but he felt that his dad's idea wasn't all that far-fetched.
Just as he'd said back then, although the restaurant was only a small eatery for now, with him around, sooner or later it would become a banquet hall, a grand banquet hall, a chain of banquet halls, a grand hotel, and an event center.
Hmm... Hosting a wedding banquet at their own growing hotel. That was a good idea. Creative, too!
Zhang Yang was video-calling his parents. Bei Wei had heard the commotion from the side and was now holding her breath, looking a little eager.
She wanted to appear on camera, but she was afraid Zhang Yang might mind, so she didn't dare to do it without asking.
Zhang Yang looked up and caught Bei Wei's eager expression.
"Brother Zhang, are those your uncle and aunt? I'd like to... say hello," Bei Wei asked softly.
"Sure, come on over." Zhang Yang nodded and beckoned to her.
On the other end, Song Wenqin was still talking.
"By the way, son, if there's a suitable girl where you are, don't wait around. You should make a move. I get the feeling you don't need your mom and dad to set you up anymore."
Zhang Yang smiled and gently put an arm around Bei Wei's shoulder, sitting beside her.
In an instant, Bei Wei appeared on screen, her long hair falling over her shoulders and her face fresh and sweet.
"Hello, Uncle and Auntie." Bei Wei smiled sweetly and greeted them in a soft voice.
"Oh... Hey, Old Zhang, come over here! Come on!" Song Wenqin leaned closer to the camera. One look at the sweet, lovely young woman, and her eyes lit up. She excitedly called out to him.
"Oh, she's