Although Xingchen Company was not publicly listed, both she and Chen Xueer were very clear about its estimated value.
To be able to invest with so much capital...
If his family truly owned a construction company, it shouldn't be on the scale of private construction, right?
Seeing Jiang Cheng openly take Zhao Linger's small hand, his actions were natural and intimate.
Not only did Wang Juan have no objections, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily curved upwards.
After a slight pause, she then curiously asked, "How many people are in your family now?"
Jiang Cheng honestly replied, "My family is relatively simple; I am the only son in the family."
As soon as he finished speaking, Grandma Wang, who had been silently observing their interaction from the side, and the other elderly people present, instantly relaxed their tense expressions, as if a heavy stone hanging in their hearts had finally fallen.
For these elders who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, Jiang Cheng, with his good family background and status as an only son, was undoubtedly a standout in the matchmaking market, definitely a bonus.
The reason was simple: such a family background meant there would be no complicated disputes over family property or conflicts arising from parents favoring one child over another.
Moreover, if the woman married into such a family, she would only have to face one mother-in-law-daughter-in-law conflict, without any sister-in-law conflicts.
If the future mother-in-law was understanding and empathetic, then even small frictions between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would be difficult to arise.
More importantly, after the passing of the in-laws, the woman would naturally be able to solely enjoy all the family property resources left behind, which was undoubtedly extremely attractive to many girls.
"Good, good, an only son is good, an only son is good."
"But a simple family is good, not complicated. If Linger marries in, the daily family matters and social interactions will also be simpler."
"It's just that it might be a bit tough in old age, with no one to share the burden."
Zhao Linger quietly listened to the old people's discussions.
Her originally fair, snow-like face had unknowingly taken on a faint blush.
Like a delicate peach blossom blooming in spring, she was charming and moving.
Usually, Zhao Linger was quite slow to react to such matters.
But at this moment, with Jiang Cheng holding her hand so tightly, and so many curious eyes around them staring intently, she felt uneasy.
This feeling of being the center of attention made Zhao Linger uncomfortable, and shyness surged into her heart like a tide.
Feeling the warmth of Jiang Cheng's palm, Zhao Linger suddenly had an illusion.
It was as if Jiang Cheng really was her boyfriend.
Once this thought emerged, it grew wildly in her heart like weeds.
Especially after listening to the detailed analysis from the people next to her, Zhao Linger's heart was even more turbulent, and she began to uncontrollably let her imagination run wild.
If Jiang Cheng really were her boyfriend, that wouldn't be bad at all.
His family background was good, and most importantly, he was handsome, gentle, and had a good personality.
Hmm, everything seemed too perfect.
Just as Zhao Linger was lost in her thoughts, Wang Juan on the side finally couldn't help but interrupt the whispers of the elders: "Oh, what are you talking about being tough! Her father and I both have pensions, enough for our own expenses. Besides, even without pensions, my old man doesn't need Linger alone to support him; after all, she still has a brother who can share the responsibility."
After Wang Juan finished speaking, she turned to Jiang Cheng again and asked, "What do you do for work?"
Jiang Cheng honestly replied, "Currently, I've opened a few small companies, but they are all in the initial stages."