Yan Xiao rented an abandoned old factory on the outskirts of Beijing to use as a center for activities for the three of them.
Hei Zi and Xu Xian were not short of money, and the two of them also bought several courtyards in Beijing following the trend.
With these two here, Yan Xiao can finally free up his hands to do other things. Now he only needs to go every few days to replenish Hei Zi and Xu Xian's scarce supplies.
As for the others, Yan Xiao didn't let them rely on him too much, since there was still a lot of room for profit in the differences between the North and the South.
Hei Zi didn't disappoint him. He had already established connections in the southern market, so ordering goods only required a list and a simple phone call.
Now that we've moved to a larger venue, it's easier for us to perform at our best.
Moreover, doing small business in Beijing is no longer considered shameful.
What Yan Xiao wanted to do was to be among the first to harvest the bamboo shoots before they sprouted in large numbers.
Every month, he would stroll around the future Beijing with his wife, and now, decades later, he had basically acquired houses and land in several prosperous areas of Beijing.
The money he and Wen Qinghe had saved was gradually shrinking rapidly.
Fortunately, Beijing and surrounding cities have high daily consumption and decent purchasing power, so they have a steady stream of income.
That shouldn't cause Yan Xiao too much anxiety.
He knew perfectly well that his father-in-law was constantly trying to sow discord between Qingqing and others, always waiting to find fault with him.
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The spring sunshine is warm and gentle.
Clusters of white and pink cherry blossoms adorn the branches like scattered clouds.
Today is Saturday.
After lunch, Yan Xiao took the inventory ledger to settle accounts with Hei Zi and Xu Xian.
Settle accounts promptly and without delay; even between brothers, accounts must be clear.
The money had already left his pocket, so he had to think of a way to use Xu Xian and Hei Zi's secret stash to cover the shortfall.
Not long after Yan Xiao left, there was a knock on the door in the courtyard.
Wen Qinghe thought he had forgotten something, so she paused while drawing the blueprints and quickly got up to run to open the door.
The courtyard house faces south, and the sun is now at its highest point at noon.
The moment the door opened, sunlight streamed in.
Wen Qinghe subconsciously narrowed her eyes. The newcomer stepped forward, casting a shadow over the area, followed by a rough, hoarse male voice:
"Hello, young comrade, does Yan Xiao live here?"
As the glaring light faded, Wen Qinghe opened her eyes to find herself in the presence of a handsome middle-aged man.
The handsome older man has strong, deep-set features, and you can vaguely see a familiar shadow in his eyes and brows.
Wen Qinghe's heart skipped a beat, amused that she had been thinking too much in broad daylight.
Yan Xiao had only been gone a short while when she was suddenly mesmerized by anyone she saw.
Upon learning that he was looking for Yan Xiao, Wen Qinghe politely asked:
"And you are?"
“I am his father,” the man said calmly.
Wen Qinghe's eyes widened in shock.
...
moment.
After a brief moment of surprise, Wen Qinghe inexplicably led the person into the courtyard.
When the man came in and looked around the courtyard, she belatedly realized that Ayan had lost both her parents at a young age, so she didn't have a father.
But this person's features do indeed resemble Ayan's.
In addition to the man's clothing, speech, and righteous aura, she vaguely felt that this man must be of high status and would not be so bored as to come and tell this lie.
This shouldn't be a scam.
She hastily defined this person beforehand.
Immediately, a scene flashed through my mind: the young master was switched at birth and given to a poor family, and now his biological father is coming to his door.
Or perhaps the young master was targeted by human traffickers at birth and abducted to a remote mountain village, and his family has finally been able to reunite with him after many years of searching.
She was still wondering if Yan Xiao already knew, but had kept it a secret so well.
As she let her imagination run wild, she didn't notice that the man's eyes were also full of love and guilt as he looked at her.
"Young lady, what is your relationship with him?"
Although Yan Zhenyue already knew the answer in his heart, he was suddenly facing a junior, a delicate little girl.
He couldn't help but soften his voice to change the subject.
When he investigated Yan Xiao, he also investigated the girl's father, who was a famous professor at Peking University, and her mother, who was also a highly educated person, died from postpartum hemorrhage after giving birth to her.
The little girl is also pitiful. She was born with a deficiency and has been suffering from illness since childhood, so she rarely goes out.
It just so happened that a few years ago, during a period of injustice, her father was sent down to a farm, and she also responded to the quota and went to the countryside.
What happened next...
Thinking of this, Yan Zhenyue couldn't help but feel annoyed and guilty.
That kid was left unattended since he was a child, completely raised in a free-range manner. Although he was a bit withdrawn, he knew from their last meeting that the kid hadn't gone astray.
It is a pity that he was not able to enjoy the love of his father and mother.
But after reading about his upbringing, I felt somewhat gratified.
This kind of tempering is indeed a good way to temper his character.
There was one thing that made him frown.
He set his sights on this delicate young girl as soon as she arrived in the countryside.
The problem is, I'm 25 or 26, and the girl is only 18. Isn't that just being a beast?
When he saw how thin and weak the girl was today, he couldn't help but suspect that the boy had used some trick to force her into marriage.
If that's the case, regardless of whether he acknowledged the son or not, he has to stand up for the girl and personally go to the father's house to apologize.
Sigh, I really wonder what Professor Wen thought when he first saw his beautiful daughter being taken advantage of by his bastard son.
Now, several years have passed, have these father and daughter resigned themselves to their fate?
If he had such a well-behaved and outstanding daughter, he would beat that kid so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.
Professor Wen is indeed a highly educated person; he is emotionally stable and has a broad mind.
His son lost his irresponsible parents, but he got incredibly lucky and found such an excellent wife.
This is the top scorer in the southern province! I heard he was only one point away from a perfect score.
The two major universities are vying for top students.
As for his son, he's probably just incredibly lucky.
"He is my lover. Sir, if I may be so bold, as far as I know, my lover's parents died when he was young, so when you say he is his father, is it a blood relationship or a nominal one?"
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