The next afternoon, Fifth Avenue, Manhattan, in front of St. Patrick's Cathedral.

Dan, who stepped out of the taxi, looked up at the inconspicuous twin-towered Gothic church in front of him.

Normally, there are a lot of tourists waiting in line at the entrance of the church, but today it is an exception.

The main entrance of the church was closed, and Dan met a white-clad priest at the door, explaining his intentions, and the other party led him in through a narrow door on one side.

It's not the first time Dan has visited St. Patrick's Cathedral, but every time he enters, he is struck by the imposing space inside the church.

It doesn't look very big from the outside, but inside it looks like it's been magical, and the space is amazingly large.

In the middle of the rows of benches, sat a silver-haired old man with a tall back.

After making sure that the other party was the person he wanted to meet, Dan walked straight over.

"Mr. Vanderbilt?"

The old man turned his head.

Dan's eyes were greeted by a familiar face that looked like Nate five or six points, and a pair of eyes full of wisdom and smiling as he looked at him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Humphrey."

Nate's grandfather nodded at Dan and praised him at the same time.

"You're punctual."

Dan was a little cramped, this was the first time in his life that he was facing such a high-ranking person, and the nervousness was inevitable.

Grandpa Nate smiled and motioned for Dan to sit down beside him.

Dan immediately confessed to Natter's grandfather.

"Nate didn't come to my house last night, I called him and he said he would come tonight."

Grandpa Nate nodded in satisfaction.

"Nate was with his mom last night and something like this happened and his mom desperately needs his company."

Dan wanted to ask about Nate's father, but after thinking about it, he forgot about it.

In the face of such a big person, don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

Seeing that Dan was quite sensible, Grandpa Nate asked bluntly:

"Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

"You want me to convince Nate to go home?"

Dan cautiously voiced his guess.

Grandpa Nate turned to look at Dan and asked with a smile:

"So you're sure?"

Dan immediately shook his head.

He and Nate have only recently come into contact with each other, and although the two used to attend the same high school, they did not have much in common.

If it weren't for the kindness of taking in Nate, Dan wouldn't have had the chance to sit next to Nate's grandfather, let alone chat with him.

Grandpa Nate shrugged, and could see that Dan's reaction was exactly what he expected.

"I heard you're going to apply to Yale Literature and become a writer in the future?"

Although he didn't know why the topic suddenly turned to him, Dan nodded honestly.

"You have good grades in school and a good SAT score, but you should know that these alone don't meet the Yale admission threshold, especially if you want to get a full scholarship."

Dan looked at Grandpa Nate suspiciously.

It's not strange that the other party knows so many things about himself, but it's strange that the other party is talking to himself at this time.

Grandpa Nate laughed.

He likes to talk to smart people.

"Yale is my alma mater, and I've always wanted Nate to go there as well, but I've heard that things are changing a bit now, and Nate has joined a friend's business plan, and his friends who started the business with him are preparing to apply to Harvard."

Dan blurted out:

"So you're going to stop Nate from going to Harvard too?"

Grandpa Nate immediately shook his head.

"I know that Harvard and Yale have always been regarded as 'rivals,' and it's true that the two schools have been competing with each other in various fields, but for the Vanderbilt family, there is really no difference between going to these two schools, and in fact I would be very happy if Nate chose to go to Harvard."

The more Dan listened, the more wrong it became.

Nate's grandfather wants Nate to go to Harvard, so why are you looking for him here?

At this time, Grandpa Nate suddenly turned his head and looked at Dan.

"What about you? Your good friends all choose Harvard, do you want to continue to make your choice to go to Yale? ”

"I ......"

Looking at Dan's hesitant look, Grandpa Nate already knew the answer.

"You can think about it slowly, we might as well make a deal first! If Nate can convince Nate to choose either Harvard or Yale University, I'll write you a letter of recommendation, either Harvard or Yale, which will help you get into your chosen major and get a full scholarship. ”

It was a pie-in-the-sky blessing for Dan, but he quickly calmed down.

Just as he was about to question, Niete's grandfather spoke first.

"I know what you're trying to say, you don't know Nate well, it's hard for you to influence his decisions, and I know that, so why should I look for you?"

Dan couldn't agree more.

However, Nate's grandfather's next words were still beyond his expectations.

"I don't need you to convince Nate, I just need you to convince someone who can."

"Actually, I'm not just dating you today, you can guess who the next person will be here?"

Dan was stunned as a name quickly flashed through his mind.

"Jamie?"

"Correct!"

The sound came from the back of the church.

Dan looked back in surprise to find Jamie sitting in the last row of chairs in the church.

God knows when he came in!

"Mr. Vanderbilt, I'm sorry I came a few minutes early, so I shouldn't have disturbed your conversation, did you?"

Jamie stood up, and Shi Shiran walked up to Nate's grandfather.

"No, you came at the right time, we happened to be talking about you."

Grandpa Nate stood up and took the initiative to hand it over.

When shaking hands, Jamie asked curiously:

"Talk about me what? Abducting your grandson to start a business? ”

Grandpa Nate replied with a smile:

"On the contrary, I think Nate has too little stake in WeHouse, is there any way to increase it?"

"I think Nate wants to prove that he's worth the shares with his own efforts rather than having a grandfather who cares about him."

After a brief verbal exchange, the two were able to reach a draw.

After the handshake, Nate asked publicly:

"I'm talking to Dan about how to convince Nate to choose Harvard or Yale, do you have any good suggestions?"

Jamie glanced at Dan beside him.

"I'm going to move WeHouse's headquarters to Boston next year, what do you think?"

Grandpa Nate smiled in satisfaction.

"Good idea."

That way, there is no need to worry that Nate will consider universities elsewhere.

While Dan was still stunned, Grandpa Nate suddenly turned to look at him.

"Mr. Humphrey, when you've decided which school you're going to, call me and tell me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Until Nate's grandfather's back disappeared outside the church gate, Dan still felt incredulous.

He's been talking to Grandpa Nate for so long, and Jamie has only been here for less than a few minutes, and that's how the recommendation letter thing is done?