"Uh..."
The speaker had no intention, but the listener took it to heart.
Upon hearing Zhang Chaoās words, Jiang Tao thought to himself, buddy, youāve got it right.
You really arenāt their biological child!
Zhang Chao might still not know why heās unfavored by both parents.
But Jiang Tao, with a tip-off from the Daily Intelligence System, knows the gist of it.
He estimates that Zhang Chaoās parents adopted him back then because they couldnāt have their own kids.
Then a few years later, they unexpectedly conceived.
With the birth of their biological son, naturally, the adopted one received less affection.
This kind of situation isnāt unusual.
But such extreme bias as in Zhang Chaoās family is rare.
Jiang Tao noticed Zhang Chao bringing up the topic, and a spark of inspiration flashed across his mind, making him smile and say:
"By the way, Chaozi, Iām telling you, recently Iāve been learning face reading from my Master, and Iāve really picked up a few skills."
"Iāve noticed that your features are identical to a rich manās son whoās being searched for on the internet."
"When I saw that missing child notice, I even thought about whether it was you when you were a kid."
"A rich man looking for his son? Brother Jiang, donāt tease me. How could I have such a fate?"
Zhang Chao laughed and shook his head, feeling that such immense wealth wouldnāt befall someone as unlucky as him.
"Hey, Iām serious, let me show you."
Jiang Tao said as he reached into his pocket, took out his phone, opened the browser, and clicked on a page he had bookmarked.
This webpage covered the news of Beijingās Xia Hualiangzi boss, Wang Minglong, offering a huge reward for his lost son.
In the report, there was a picture of a child who seemed less than one year old, sitting in a stroller.
The child went missing because, when Wang Minglongās wife took the child out to play, she answered a phone call.
In a blink, the child disappeared.
Afterwards, the couple searched for decades without any information about their son, but they never gave up.
In the decades of searching, as Wang Minglongās business became more successful, the promised reward grew higher as well.
Ten years ago, it was half a million; ten years later, itās become a million now.
"Look at your eyebrow distance, eye distance, eyebrow shape, eye shape, nose shape, theyāre exactly the same."
"I showed my Master your photo and the kidās photo, and my Master also said isnāt this the same person."
"You know my Master, right? In the field of Eight Characters and face reading, heās absolutely top-notch."
Jiang Tao said, giving a thumbs-up as he continued:
"I may lack proficiency and get it wrong, but my Master, with decades of experience, has very keen eyes."
"Ah? Brother Jiang, are you serious or just messing with me?"
Listening to Jiang Tao earnestly talking about face reading, Zhang Chao felt both surprised and slightly expectant.
Looking at the report about that big boss offering over a million just for a lead on his missing son,
that boss at least has to be a millionaire, right?
If heās that bossās son, wouldnāt he just take off right there?
Jiang Tao put down his chopsticks and said:
"Why would I mess with you about this? Do you think Iām the type to joke about this?"
"Doesnāt seem like it, but this thing feels a bit abstract."
Zhang Chao shook his head with a chuckle, feeling this whole thing was quite unreliable.
"Okay, Chaozi, give me a few of your hairs, weāll send your hair to President Wang, just like buying a lottery ticket."
Jiang Tao laughed and said: "If it doesnāt work out, weāll forget it. But if it does, youāll be set for life! Just donāt forget about me then."
After hearing Jiang Taoās proposal, Zhang Chaoās eyes lit up at the possibility.
Heād only lose a few hairs and the mailing fee at most.
What if it turned out to be true, just like Brother Jiang said, he wouldnāt have to worry about food and drink for the rest of his life.
Though improbable, what if?
Like buying a lottery ticket, despite the slim chances, once bought, thereās a glimmer of hope for winning.
Even if itās just a one-in-several-million chance, itās still a chance.
If you spend nothing and donāt even buy a single ticket, then thereās absolutely no chance.
"Can this really work..."
Zhang Chao wondered when the conversation had taken such a strange turn.
How did the chat evolve into him being the long-lost son of a wealthy tycoon?
Even though he said, "Can this work," "Not very likely,"
but in his heart, heād be lying if he said he had no expectation at all.
"I also feel you resemble that child in many ways, which is why Iām urging you to try."
"Gender, age, they all match, even the face matches."
"Why didnāt I suggest Liu Zhiyuan and Shan Yufei to try?"
"Although theyāre about your age, their features donāt match at all, so thereās no point."
Jiang Taoās sincere demeanor almost convinced Zhang Chao.
"Alright, letās give it a try."
"Itās almost a zero-cost investment, with a potential return of tens or hundreds of thousands of times, why not try?"
"Fine! Iāll listen to Brother Jiang, letās give it a shot."
"If, hypothetically, if itās true, Brother Jiang youād be the greatest benefactor and patron in my life!"
"I, Zhang Chao, would never forget this kindness from you!"
Jiang Tao waved his hand with a smile and said, "Itās a bit premature to talk about that now. First, just get me a few strands of hair, tomorrow Iāll take some time to courier them to that person."
"Okay!"
Zhang Chao said no more and immediately plucked a few strands of hair from his head, wrapped them in tissue paper, and handed them to Jiang Tao.
"This matter... Iāll leave it to Brother Jiang then."