The school's National Day holiday lasted from September 30 to October 7. During this period, Jiang Yubai declined his parents' proposal to take him to Hainan Island for vacation. He arranged a schedule for himself, with four math classes every day.
He insisted on exercising, going to bed early and getting up early, studying hard, and trying to enrich himself in the limited time. He was full of enterprising spirit and fighting spirit, but his math tutor could not stand it anymore.
The math tutor said to him politely: "Relaxation is also a part of life."
Jiang Yubai was skeptical: "Really?"
The math tutor smiled and said, "You are the smartest student I have ever taught. When you grow up, you will find out the importance of balancing work and life."
"Have you ever seen a genius?" Jiang Yubai said, "My deskmate is a genius."
The teacher smiled and said, "A little genius who always gets first place in every exam?"
Jiang Yubai looked out the window at the garden, where lush leaves swayed in the wind. He suddenly said, "Teacher, exams are not the only criterion for evaluation."
The teacher smiled even more happily: "Sometimes, you really act like a little adult. Well, let's stop talking about the digression and get back to the specific application of fractional equations..." He wrote the equation on the glass blackboard with a marker. At this time, there was a knock on the study door.
The wooden door of the study was ajar, and Jiang Shaoqi took a step forward. Jiang Shaoqi was Jiang Yubai's uncle, and he was only 24 years old this year. He heard that his nephew had been studying at home for the past few days, so he planned to take his nephew out to play.
Jiang Shaoqi was wearing casual clothes, a black baseball cap, and black gloves. He was tall and long-legged, with a smile in his eyes, and looked like a young and handsome college boy.
Jiang Yubai greeted politely, "Hello, uncle."
"Your parents are both on vacation in Hainan," Jiang Shaoqi sighed, "and they left you alone at home. Your grandparents couldn't stand it anymore. Today, your uncle - the best uncle in the world - that's me, will take you out for a walk."
Jiang Yubai waved his hand: "No, uncle. I want to stay at home and study."
"No, you will follow me out." Jiang Shaoqi came over. He whispered a few words to the tutor, who echoed him, saying philosophical words such as "Relax a little during the holidays", "Children should not be too tired", "Rome was not built in a day, and mathematics cannot be learned in a day".
Then, the teacher hurriedly packed his backpack, thanked Jiang Shaoqi, and ran as fast as he could, fleeing from the Jiang family estate with joy.
Jiang Shaoqi dragged a wooden chair over and sat next to Jiang Yubai, saying helplessly, "Kid, you force the teacher to teach every day. You've made the teacher so tired. This is the first time I've seen a teacher happier than the students after class."
Jiang Yubai stood up silently, holding a cup of tea and walking on the soft crimson carpet.
This spacious study belongs to Jiang Yubai. There are fourteen rows of bookcases in the room, each set of cabinets is made of high-quality mahogany, with palm leaves carved on the corners and inlaid with dark green jade.
It is said that the tradition of inlaying gemstones into furniture originated in Italy. In medieval Italy, "Pietre dure" means both gemstone and furniture decorated with gemstones.
Jiang Shaoqi questioned: "Jiang Yubai, you think the bookcase is beautiful, so you just stand there and ignore your uncle?"
Jiang Yubai replied: "I'm thinking."
Jiang Shaoqi asked again: "Thinking about what?"
"Learn more efficiently." Jiang Yubai responded honestly.
Jiang Shaoqi laughed: "Learning is an abstract concept, and it doesn't have to be achieved in the study. Let's go out with uncle today and broaden our horizons."
Jiang Yubai's father inherited the family business, and Jiang Shaoqi is the principal violinist of a top orchestra.
In Jiang Yubai's eyes, his uncle is very different from his father. His uncle is freer and more spontaneous. His uncle can ignore everything and concentrate on practicing the violin. He became the youngest concertmaster in the history of his orchestra.
Today, his uncle asked him, "Jiang Yubai, do you want to visit a new industrial park? The industrial park officially went into production a few years ago. Its profits have continued to rise in the past two years. Your father is very happy."
Jiang Yubai drank a sip of tea before asking, "Did Dad start a new company?"
"That's not the case..." Jiang Shaoqi answered briefly, "Many companies in this park are controlled by your father, and there are also two foreign-funded joint ventures. The actual shareholders are not the same, but the actual controllers are different. Do you understand this principle?"
Jiang Yubai turned his head and looked at his uncle: "Uncle, as the principal violinist, you also have to..."
Jiang Shaoqi guessed what Jiang Yubai meant. He smiled softly and answered cheerfully, "Yes, I, your uncle, also have to make some investments. But my pressure is far less than your father's. Hey, your father was born ten years earlier than me, and he suffered a lot more than me. Fortunately, I am his younger brother, and I don't have so many responsibilities to bear... This holiday, he is going on vacation, and I will help him take care of the children! Hey, when I think about it this way, I am not only a good uncle, I am also a good brother."
He was smug and self-confident.
Jiang Yubai pondered for a moment and decided to visit the industrial park with his uncle.
First, Jiang Yubai had never seen the new campus. Second, he thought that if he spent more time with his uncle, he might be able to learn his uncle's inexplicable self-confidence - Einstein once said: "Confidence is the first step towards success."
Before leaving, Jiang Yubai brought a camera with him.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Shaoqi brought Jiang Yubai to an industrial park on the outskirts of the city.
As the principal violinist of a top orchestra, Jiang Shaoqi pays great attention to the maintenance of his hands. Jiang Shaoqi's hands are simply perfect, with slender fingers, distinct joints, and tendons of the phalanges extending to the back of the hands, full of masculine strength characteristics, and a kind of elegant beauty that transcends gender.
Whenever Jiang Shaoqi goes out, no matter how hot the weather is, he always wears gloves.
He also stretched out a hand to Jiang Yubai: "Don't run around, you must follow your uncle."
Jiang Yubai held Jiang Shaoqi with some hesitation: "I'm 9 years old, I won't get lost."
"Why are you always... not acting like a child in front of your uncle?" Jiang Shaoqi suddenly asked him, "You don't seem to trust me, your uncle."
Jiang Yubai answered casually: "Because uncle is an adult."
Jiang Shaoqi smiled and squatted in front of him: "Although I am 24 years old and have already become an adult, I still have a childish heart. Why can't you treat me as your schoolmate? Don't you think that your uncle and you have a lot in common?"
"I don't know either." Jiang Yubai said calmly.
Jiang Shaoqi touched his nephew's head and said, "You really are my brother's biological son. I heard that my brother was also a bit mature when he was young."
"I'm very active in school." Jiang Yubai defended himself.
"Really?" Jiang Shaoqi questioned him, "Are there many children playing with you?"
Jiang Yubai gave a specific example: "My deskmate said that I was her best friend." After giving this example, Jiang Yubai paused. How could he tell his uncle about Lin Zhixia as a typical example of a "best friend"?
Jiang Shaoqi exclaimed in an exaggerated voice: "It's amazing! It's only been a month since the start of school, and you already have a best friend. You really deserve to be your uncle and my nephew. You have such good relationships with people."
The receptionist, department manager, workshop security guard and others from the industrial park followed Jiang Shaoqi. They were all in uniform, holding walkie-talkies in their hands, and occasionally speaking into the walkie-talkies. The department manager was a tall woman in her forties, thin and capable. She said to Jiang Shaoqi, "There have been shifts in the factory these two days, and there are fewer workers in the workshop than usual, but the assembly line has never stopped."
In fact, Jiang Shaoqi knew nothing about factories, workshops, and production.
He could only pretend to think and nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, very good."
He even squatted down and asked Jiang Yubai: "Xiao Jiang, what do you think?"
Xiao Jiang held up the camera and asked, "Can I take a picture?"
The department manager smiled and said, "Of course. How about you give me the camera and I'll take pictures for you?"
Jiang Yubai politely declined the manager's offer. He stood in the circular glass corridor on the second floor, looking down at the aseptic cold filling production line on the first floor. He discovered that Lin Zhixia's favorite "strawberry milk" came from one huge machine after another. He also saw several employees wearing blue protective clothing walking in the workshop. The glass partitions crisscrossed vertically and horizontally, dividing the production area on the first floor into seven large blocks.
There was not a trace of food in the air, only a sense of coldness conveyed by the hum of steel plates, glass, and machines.
Jiang Yubai pressed the shutter button and took a photo.
"Our company has farms in four provinces and cities across the country. We have our own logistics, warehousing, and a full set of supply chain management," said the department manager. "We guarantee the safety of milk sources from the source..."
She stood in front to lead the way. When Jiang Yubai stepped over the threshold, she bent down and reminded him, "Slow down, be careful, this way, please."
Jiang Yubai felt a little uncomfortable. He was not used to others being so humble in front of him. Although he knew that this might be a manifestation of "respect" in adult society.
Jiang Yubai held his uncle's hand with his left hand and held the camera with his right hand, and continued to walk forward with the manager, the receptionist and others.
In front of us is a production park for yogurt, condensed milk, ice cream and other dairy products. The dairy products produced in the park will be transported to major supermarkets and wholesalers in this province and other provinces. Jiang Yubai glanced around and found the yogurt he drank every morning. He pointed to a plastic sign and said, "This is good."
"We have prepared gift bags." The manager responded immediately.
The food park is only a small part of this industrial park. There are also pharmaceutical factories, auto parts factories, storage equipment factories and precision instrument manufacturing companies around it. The sky gradually darkened, and in the blink of an eye, it was sunset. Jiang Yubai had not had time to visit the "precision instruments" before his uncle took him home.
In addition to leaving many photos, Jiang Yubai also received a gift bag. The bag contained a cat doll, a box of dairy cakes, a gold-stamped lucky greeting card, and four bottles of yogurt - it can be seen that the yogurt was added later.
The sunset glowed red like fire. Jiang Yubai was holding a bag and looking at the vast industrial park, as if thinking about something. After a while, he whispered, "When I grow up, I will work hard like my dad."
The cool breeze ruffled his hair.
His uncle Jiang Shaoqi was deeply moved.
Jiang Shaoqi raised a hand and hugged Jiang Yubai's shoulder: "You are such a good child. Your uncle is so good at educating you. I have only educated you for a short day, and you know to be considerate of your father, work hard, maintain the honor of the family, and build a better tomorrow. Not bad, very good, you are worthy of being our child."
After Jiang Shaoqi finished expressing his feelings, he thought Jiang Yubai was going to argue with him again.
But this time, Jiang Yubai didn't want to refute it. He smiled, looked up at his uncle, and replied, "Yes."
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