When Zhong Ping saw Chu Zhiye, his eyes lit up. He beckoned him over and said, "Grandson, come and help Grandpa Wei play this game of chess."
Then, addressing the group of old men, he said, "Today, I have sent my grandson to fight you. If you can't even beat my grandson, there's no point in fighting me. We're not even in the same league, understand?"
Afterwards, Chu Zhi also played chess with the group of old men, and quickly defeated them all.
Perhaps it's a talent, but Chu Zhi is quite good at playing chess.
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore."
"Zhong Ping, you're cheating!"
"You think you're human, letting Tomoya fight us?"
"That's right. Other people rely on their elders when they are juniors, but you, as an elder, rely on the juniors to show off your power."
I'm ashamed of you!
“... ..."
Zhong Ping was not ashamed at all; on the contrary, he was quite proud: "The victor is king, the loser is villain. I am the winner. If you have the ability, bring your grandson over to fight Zhiye. If you lose, I will not make any excuses."
The group of old men fell silent instantly, glared at Zhong Ping, and then left.
They're good at spending money and showing off their wealth, but they can't do anything even if they're slightly capable of doing something.
An old man poked Chu Zhiye and said with a smile, "Zhiye, be my grandson. I'll give you three apartments in Shanghai, all the cars, and you can run my company."
The old men living in this place are all either rich or noble.
"Get out, get out, get out!" Zhong Ping shouted, telling him to leave. "Old man Li, you're even trying to steal my grandson, have you no shame?"
Old Li left dejectedly.
Night was falling.
Chu Zhi also helped Zhong Ping home.
When I got home, I found Shao Xiang lying on the sofa, his face pale.
Chu Zhi also asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Shao Xiang said weakly, "I had to poop five times."
"Serves you right! You're the one who wants to eat the cake Chu Jin made."
"At that time, Xiao Jin looked at me expectantly and asked me to eat the cake."
"Now you know what pain is."
“No, I am happy,” Shaoxing said. “She has never been so gentle with me. I would be willing to die for her.”
"No, I'm here again." Shao Xiang ran to the toilet.
Chu Zhiye: "... ..."
Damn it!
Simp!
... ...
The next day, the sun rose.
Chu Zhiye drew back the curtains, and sunlight streamed in, filling the entire room.
He stretched and yawned as he faced the sun.
He slept very soundly last night, the most soundly he had slept in years.
I went downstairs immediately, and my family members were already up and eating breakfast.
Chu Jin kept her eyes closed while quickly putting food into her mouth, managing to eat and sleep without interrupting her sleep.
A night had passed, and Shao Xiang's face was still pale. He looked completely exhausted, as if he was about to die from the ordeal.
Zhong Tingyue was speechless and said to her daughter, "Chu Jin, you are not allowed to enter the kitchen from now on!"
"On what grounds?"
"Look what you've done to Ah Xiang."
Shao Xiang quickly said, "Aunt Zhong, I'm fine, it has nothing to do with Xiao Jin."
"Look!" Chu Jin raised her chin, "Shao Xiang hasn't said a word, Zhong Tingyue, what right do you have to nag like this? The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is!"
After saying that, Chu Jin grabbed a steamed bun and rushed out the door. Shao Xiang also hurriedly left, saying, "Auntie, I'm taking Xiao Jin to school."
The two disappeared through the doorway.
Zhong Tingyue watched the two figures disappear into the distance and sighed helplessly.
Chu Zhi also sat down and began to eat breakfast.
"By the way, Zhiye, where do you plan to work? You can go to my studio or your dad's company, it's fine either way," Zhong Tingyue said to her son. "I think you should work at my studio first, get familiar with management experience, and learn a bit about all aspects before you go to work at your dad's company."
“Your dad’s company is too big, it’s not easy to get started, and the intricacies involved are complicated.”
Although Zhong Tingyue's studio is very famous and has won many design awards, it is ultimately too small. It is just a studio and cannot compare with Founder Investment.
She hopes her son will gain experience first before managing a larger company.
“No, that would be too much of a waste of time.” Zhong Tingyue frowned slightly. “How about this, have your father take you to Founder Investment and let him teach you how to run a company step by step.”
"I'm not going," Chu Fang refused.
"This is your son, why aren't you going!" Zhong Tingyue suddenly flared up. "You have to go, or I'll kill you."
Chu Fang shrank his neck.
A tigress is scary enough, but a tigress going through menopause is even scarier.
Chu Zhiye spoke softly, "Mother, I plan to rest for a while before we talk about it."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. You're still young, so it's good for you to have some fun."
That's how it was settled.
After breakfast, the whole family had their own things to do and left.
Chu Zhi also changed into casual clothes, put on sunglasses, and left home with a video camera hanging around his neck.
Having spent several years abroad, he had almost forgotten the beautiful scenery of China and planned to photograph it and appreciate it one by one.
Chu Zhi didn't drive, but walked along the street, taking pictures of anything she liked, such as beautiful scenery, architecture, and a fallen leaf on the road.
He took a picture of sanitation workers at work and then gave the picture to them.
"Wow, those photos are really good! Thank you so much, young man, you're such a kind person." The sanitation worker smiled, then opened his palm. "Give me fifty, young man, or I'll sue you for violating my privacy."
Chu Zhiye: "... ..."
The fifty yuan he had just received did not dampen his good mood, and he continued taking photos along the street.
Having learned his lesson, he now asks for permission before taking photos of others, and most people agree.
Three poles in the sun.
Chu Zhi also strolled leisurely to the Bund in Shanghai, where many tourists were still gathered, and many beautiful women were taking selfies with peace signs.
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