Just as Zhao Deqiu was feeling troubled and melancholic, his phone suddenly rang.
"Dad, let me join the Superpower Group."
It was Zhao Jiake's call. As soon as she spoke, it was about the matter she had already mentioned to Zhao Deqiu, her tone as resolute as ever.
Zhao Deqiu revealed a bitter smile. He remained silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke wearily, "Alright, Dad will let you join."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a burst of joyful screams, "Dad, are you serious?"
"When has Dad ever lied?" Zhao Deqiu's face showed a smile.
"Ah! Dad, you're the best! I love you, Dad!" Zhao Jiake screamed happily.
Joining the Superpower Group had always been her dream. Since childhood, she worked toward this direction, believing her own cultivation talent was limited, so she could only use various other means.
She even deliberately played pranks to make Zhao Deqiu compromise.
