Mr. Thompson scolded angrily.
Ivanka recalled the few times she interacted with Link, his strong confidence, shrewd and steady, far superior to those exaggerated heirs of the high society.
"Dad, he's an Olympic champion, a multimillionaire, if he's willing to form a marriage alliance with our family, wouldn't that be a good choice? Dad, don't get agitated, I'm not saying I want to marry him, I'm talking about Tiffany, she's sixteen this year, and Link is a very good candidate."
"That's impossible, he's just a beach boy, a descendant of a fisherman, our Thompson family absolutely cannot have such a son-in-law, otherwise, we'll become a joke in high society."
Mr. Thompson said vehemently.
"But I think it's a good idea to collaborate with him, Link said he started writing songs very early, 'Despacito' is just one of them, he has many more good songs in his notes."