"Alright, let it be. Wenyuan's marriage needs to be settled quickly. Just tell him, if he delays any longer, I'll give him the daughter of my sacrificed comrade's family.
If he wants to find someone himself, he'd better hurry up. Anyway, if there's no news by the end of the year, I'll send someone back to bring that girl over."
Zhu Peishan hung up his brother's call and sighed.
Then he dialed his nephew Zhu Wenyuan's phone, "Wenyuan, it's your uncle. Come over for lunch with me."
"Uncle, what's going on?"
"I have my eye on a girl. She's already said she likes someone else, but I'm not giving up since she's not married yet. She's the office director at T City Textile Factory, got into university on her own, graduated this year, and came here to report today. I'll have her join us for lunch. You come too."
"Uncle, she's got someone she likes. Why would I go?"
