No big prospect.

Cheng Ke was a little surprised. It was not that my father would say such things. My father would not surprise him at all. After all, he had heard too much since he was a child. What surprised him was that he was not angry because his father gave Jiang Yudu an evaluation like this.

He was silent for a while and then smiled.

His reaction probably surprised my dad, and he looked at him for a long time.

"It's quite quenching." He handed the watermelon juice back to his father.

Dad took the cup, took two sips and frowned: "It seems that you agree with this evaluation."

"What do you agree with? Does he have no big prospects?" Cheng Ke said, "Just like you evaluate me."

Dad didn't say anything.

"I don't care about these comments now, whether it's to me or to him," said Cheng Ke. "I used to care a lot, from dissatisfaction to numbness. I used to be numb but I didn't care anymore. Actually, it's not. I can laugh until now, it really doesn't matter."

Dad frowned and looked at him.

"Is it a waste? Is it a promising future? How great can it be?" Cheng Ke also looked at him. "You don't have the final say. Your standards and your judgment are meaningless."

"Is that right?" Dad sneered.

"Especially Jiang Yuduo," said Cheng Ke, "To him, you are just a stranger who can't beat him. What is your evaluation and whether you are satisfied with him has nothing to do with him."

"You talk a lot now," said my dad.

"You come here, probably not wanting to be dazed with me, right?" Cheng Ke smiled.

"Is he still crazy now?" My dad looked at the store door.

Jiang Yuduo stood in the corner of the wall next to the door, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and kept looking at it. The sun was dazzling. He narrowed his eyes. Although Cheng Ke knew that he did not have such emotions, he still looked impatient.

"In treatment, it is very stable at present," said Cheng Ke.

"Okay, I don't want to say much. Just think it's okay if you think it's okay," said my dad.

"Yes." Cheng Ke responded.

My dad lowered his head and drank two sips of watermelon juice: "There is no air conditioner in this car?"

"Yes." Cheng Ke turned on the air conditioner.

"There are air conditioners in this car?" said my dad.

"...yes," Cheng Ke was speechless, "This is not an old scooter, this is a new energy vehicle."

Dad turned his head.

"I didn't want to buy it, I just introduced it to you," said Cheng Ke. "This is a car, and it's very simple to introduce it."

"What does it mean?" said my dad.

"If it were an individual," said Cheng Ke, "I wouldn't say much. Your judgment of this car is like a person."

"Do you want to say I'm arbitrary?" Dad looked at him.

"No," Cheng Ke smiled, "I want to say you are too confident."

My father didn't say anything, and turned his head silently to look at Jiang Yuduo with a cigarette in his mouth.

Jiang Yuduo kept looking here, because he couldn't see the situation in the car, so he probably didn't expect his father to keep looking at him.

Cheng Ke felt that there was nothing to say. The one he talked to his father the most in the past few years was probably now.

When he wanted to finish the chat, my dad turned around and asked, "Don't you ask Xiao Yi's situation?"

"Does he have anything I need to know?" Cheng Ke said.

My dad was silent for a while: "He has taken over the new company."

"Oh." Cheng Ke nodded.

My father's new company is not local, so Cheng Yi has left. Maybe my father wants him to know that Cheng Yi will not do anything to him anymore, maybe he hopes that the relationship between the two brothers will improve, maybe he tells him that Cheng Yi has compromised. After all, Cheng Yi needs to give up his hard work here for so many years...

Bu Cheng Ke felt that he might have only let his father down. Some things are probably really difficult to improve. He couldn't give the reaction his father wanted. The best relationship with Cheng Yi was the stranger who grew up together.

"I'm leaving." Dad opened the car door, "If you have time, call your mother. If you are not busy, go back to see her occasionally."

"Yeah." Cheng Ke responded, opened the car door and got out of the car.

It’s not that he has contacted his mother. He sent her blessings to her on Mother’s Day, and there was also a red envelope. Her mother received the red envelope but did not reply to him. He doesn’t understand very well what her mother thinks about him now.

But he really never missed his mother, but his father asked him to go home to see his mother, and he felt that there was no problem.

Many things can only be followed slowly by time.

As soon as my father got out of the car, Jiang Yuduo had already arrived at the car door and took away the cup from his hand.

"My dad is going back." Cheng Ke also gave Jiang Yudu the cup he was holding.

"Uncle, go slowly." Jiang Yuduo said immediately.

"Did you hope I'll leave soon for a long time?" My dad couldn't help but say.

"No," said Jiang Yuduo, "I don't use a car."

"...I'm leaving." My dad turned around and walked towards the door parked opposite the roadside.

"Uncle, walk slowly," Jiang Yuduo said again, "Goodbye Uncle."

My father didn't say anything or turn his hand back. He just waved his hand, and helplessness could be seen in his back.

After my father's car started, Cheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Jiang Yuduo standing next to him.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Ke smiled and patted him on the back.

"A little nervous," said Jiang Yuduo, "I was nervous when I talked to him, afraid of saying the wrong thing... Did I say something wrong?"

"No," said Cheng Ke, "it was pretty good."

"I won't follow you when you meet again, it's so uncomfortable." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I don't have much chance to meet him," Cheng Ke smiled. "Actually, you could sit in the store just now. Isn't there a performance on the second floor?"

"I'm not relieved." Jiang Yuduo frowned.

"Are you... afraid that my dad will take me away again?" Cheng Ke looked at him.

"I know he won't," said Jiang Yuduo, "but I just can't trust him."

"Yes," Cheng Ke pinched his shoulder, "Go in."

"Did you say that something can't be made up for?" Jiang Yuduo walked into the store with him.

"What?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Everything that I have to do is not compensate for," Jiang Yuduo said softly, "For example, I know that your father can't kidnap you anymore, but he has invested in you, and he has put his composure to come to you...but I still doubt him."

"Well, I know," Cheng Ke suddenly understood why Jiang Yuduo had been standing in the corner of the wall. "This is normal, you don't have to feel pressured."

"I also have people who can believe it," said Jiang Yuduo, "You, Chen Qing, Lu Qian, Sister Luo, Dr. Chen... No, I don't believe Sister Luo and Dr. Chen either, but I must believe it."

"Nothing is all right," said Cheng Ke. "Actually, if you ask me to tell you a few people you can believe now, I may not be able to count any of them except you."

"Is that right?" Jiang Yuduo stopped.

"Well, I actually didn't think about this problem at all, but if I had to say it, Jiang Yuduo, you are someone I can trust unconditionally," said Cheng Ke. "I will also trust other people, but they are all conditional. For example, I trust Xu Ding based on my judgment of him. For example, Xu Ding said that he had contacted my father in the past two months, I would believe it because I can judge that he did not need to lie to me, and he has never been involved in my family's affairs... Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Jiang Yuduo nodded.

"So that's it," Cheng Ke smiled, "You are better than me, I, Chen Qing, Lu Qian, can be said to be the ones you can believe unconditionally, and there are three."

"Two more than you." Jiang Yuduo raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Cheng Ke smiled.

"When you were swept out of the house, there wasn't even one," Jiang Yuduo thought for a while, and then said, "It's so miserable, Master."

"...Yes." Cheng Ke sighed.

Jiang Yuduo was in a much better mood. When he entered the store, he always raised his eyebrows, which was in a strong contrast with the fierce look he looked at his father and looked at the store owner.

What a pity, my dad probably won’t have a chance to see Jiang Yuduo like this.

Jiang Yuduo had no idea about opening a business. After the store was renovated, he didn't even want to do an opening ceremony, so he just planned to open business.

But Chen Qing and Sun Qinqin were obviously different from him. The two of them first checked the almanac and prepared a bunch of things.

"You need to have a flower basket, six on one side?" Sun Qinqin sat next to the table under the parasol, writing and asking while holding a pen on the paper.

"Six?" Jiang Yuduo frowned, "How wide is this place in the middle? All six can be placed on the opposite street."

"Then remove two, it's perfect." Sun Qinqin said.

"Okay, very good." Chen Qing nodded.

"Oh." Jiang Yuduo sighed.

Cheng Ke smiled and said nothing.

"If it's the day after tomorrow, it's the day after tomorrow," said Sun Qinqin. "The most recent day is Saturday, and there are many people."

"Okay, I think it's OK." Chen Qing nodded.
To be continued...