High-End Version of a Poor Kid

Song Guangyuan had only one precious daughter in his life. His career, the empire he had built, would all be passed down to his beloved daughter in the future.

From childhood to adulthood, Song Guangyuan didn't demand much from Song Jia's studies. However, he had always meticulously cultivated her in other aspects, whether it was her thinking, her vision, or especially her mindset and abilities in various areas. Song Jia was already more outstanding than other girls her age.

At the very least, by the time Song Guangyuan retired, Song Jia could effortlessly take over the family business.

In Song Guangyuan's heart, the only thing he worried about was Song Jia's future choice of boyfriend.

Since ancient times, poor young men had an inexplicable attraction to rich young women.

And for rich young women, marrying a poor young man often did not end well.

Therefore, in Song Guangyuan's mind, even if his daughter found someone of equal standing, even a mediocre rich kid, it would be much better than finding a poor young man.

After all, the mindset of a poor young man, the personality formed by a lifetime of living, was like a ticking time bomb.

Once he obtained Song Jia, or even took control of his family's business, and was no longer restrained, no one knew what he might do!

Song Guangyuan would never allow his daughter to take such a risk with her lifelong happiness!

"Jia Jia, what do you think of Ma Yuan from the company?"

Hearing Song Guangyuan ask, Song Jia subconsciously thought of the pretense Ma Yuan had shown her before, and the hypocritical look on his face in the conference room.

She then snorted in annoyance, "Hypocritical, a very annoying person."

Song Guangyuan nodded with a smile. "Then Jia Jia, if Dad wanted you to date Ma Yuan, or a boy like him, what would you think?"

Hearing this, Song Jia reacted like a startled cat, "Dad! What are you joking about?!"

"With Ma Yuan's demeanor, I'd rather die!"

Faced with his daughter's reaction, Song Guangyuan nodded with satisfaction.

Ma Yuan's unrealistic little crush on Song Jia had been seen through by Song Jia herself, let alone hidden from Song Guangyuan.

"Jia Jia, if Dad guessed correctly, you must know Liu Shang at school, right?"

"But you're not close, maybe you've never even spoken?"

"Also, Liu Shang is working part-time right after starting university. His family background must be ordinary, right?"

Faced with Song Guangyuan's guess, although it wasn't entirely accurate, it couldn't be completely dismissed. She did know Liu Shang, and Liu Shang was indeed from an ordinary family.

So Song Jia frowned and remained silent, indirectly admitting it.

At this moment, Song Guangyuan nodded as if he had suddenly understood, and took a deep breath.

"If that's the case, then Dad might understand."

"I have to say, Liu Shang is much more outstanding than students his age."

"He has been diligently studying petroleum technology, and in his first year, he had already mastered the technical theoretical foundation that others take four years of university to acquire."

"And he is also more mature and calm than boys his age. Even when facing doubts and accusations from so many people in the conference room, he could handle it with ease, without changing his expression."

"However, this person is too calculating and has too much hidden depth!"

"If I'm not mistaken, his true purpose for coming to our company isn't for the 4,000 yuan salary."

"His true purpose should be you, Jia Jia!"

"In college, it's not hard for him to find out information about you, and then deliberately come to our family company to approach and attract you."

"As long as he can win you over, he can become my son-in-law, Song Guangyuan, and the successor of Huahai Company."

"For a poor boy from an ordinary background, this is undoubtedly the easiest and most successful shortcut."

Before Song Guangyuan could finish speaking, Song Jia on the other side could no longer listen.

"Dad! Dad!"

"I'm begging you, please stop your knock-off Sherlock Holmes conjectures and deductions!"

"What is all this nonsense!"

"I do know Liu Shang at school, but Liu Shang doesn't know me at all."

"And it's even more impossible, as you just said, that he deliberately came to apply for the company just for our family's business, in order to get closer to me and pursue me."

"Impossible!"

Under Song Guangyuan's many years of cultivation, the now grown Song Jia also had her own accurate understanding and judgment of external matters.

From their recent interactions, Song Jia could feel that Liu Shang genuinely didn't know her.

Moreover, Liu Shang had already won over Jiang Ruolin, who was the most outstanding in the Fengcheng circle and had a much higher family background than herself. There was no need for him to deliberately set his sights on her.

She herself would never like this type of boy.

Besides, Liu Shang already had Jiang Ruolin. Perhaps in Liu Shang's eyes now, he didn't even care about her or their family's industry?

Therefore, hearing her dad's self-aggrandizing fantasies and analyses, Song Jia felt like crying and laughing at the same time.

Seeing her daughter react so intensely to his words, Song Guangyuan's previous speculation about this matter was further confirmed.

It seemed that Liu Shang's level of familiarity with his daughter in college was deeper than he had imagined!

So, Song Guangyuan sighed lightly, and then said in a gentle and earnest tone, "Jia Jia, you need to know that in this world, the only ones who mean you no harm are your father and mother."

"Even though what I'm about to say might not be what you want to hear, Dad's words are for your own good. When it comes to choosing a boyfriend, you must be extremely careful."

"And absolutely do not let boys with ulterior motives and hidden agendas, like Liu Shang, charm you…"

Before Song Guangyuan could finish speaking, Song Jia stood up abruptly, waving her hands in annoyance. "Dad!!!!"

"What on earth are you talking about?!"

"Oh my god, I'm going to lose my mind!"

"Alright, alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going out with my friends…"

With that, Song Jia grabbed her bag and dashed out the door, leaving Song Guangyuan sighing alone.

His daughter had successfully resisted that intermediate-level poor boy, Ma Yuan. But now, it seemed her defenses were about to crumble when facing a more advanced type of poor boy!

This was a serious matter! He needed to go home and warn her mother immediately!