Chapter 147: Senior's Wedding, Return to Hong Kong
Chapter 147: Senior's Wedding, Return to Hong Kong
Wen Jin is not returning to Mingjing for the time being, which makes Xiao Yin very upset.
For a working person like you, losing your coworker while you're at work is like the sky falling down.
During her time off, Xiao Yin didn't go on a date with her boyfriend, nor did she visit Tang Man.
Instead, they rushed into Wen Jinye's house.
Wen Jin had just moved back then.
The turmoil had subsided for a while, and there were no suspicious people loitering around the neighborhood, so Wen Jin checked out of the hotel and returned home with Qiu Qiu.
Nowhere is as comfortable as home.
Her suspension has brought joy to some and sorrow to others.
Xiao Yin is temporarily working with another reporter, hoping every day that Wen Jin will also return.
Wen Jin felt that this holiday had come at just the right time.
Because she received a wedding invitation from her senior from university, Ji Shuxin.
When Wen Jin was in college, she was quite poor; it was the kind of poverty that everyone could tell at a glance was obvious.
The school convenience store, the coffee shop at the school gate, and the private tutors in the surrounding neighborhoods.
Wen Jinye's part-time job can be seen everywhere.
The canvas bag she always carried was washed until it was almost white.
She was so down on her luck, yet her face was undeniably captivating.
This contrast also brought Wen Jin a lot of unnecessary and even distressing attention and unwanted romantic attention.
Many locals who speak fluent Cantonese, wearing LV or GUCCI jackets and mechanical watches that Wen Jinye couldn't even recognize, waited at Wen Jinye's part-time job to pick her up after get off work and ask her out for dinner.
Among them was Ji Shuxin's current boyfriend at the time.
The other person was pursuing her quite aggressively at the time. His family was in the business of Chinese medicinal herbs, and they seemed to be quite well-off. So, his tone when pursuing her was one of determination.
"Hey, it's such a waste for someone as beautiful as you to sell coffee. How about you become my girlfriend, and I'll replace your canvas bag with a Hermes?"
People who act flamboyantly are usually quite popular in campus supertopics.
Wen Jin also expressionlessly found the post about the other person, which was a photo of him taking class with another beautiful woman.
"But you already have a girlfriend."
Being called out to his face, the other person was clearly embarrassed, saying, "You're the kind of person who takes things too seriously, it's pointless."
The next day, Ji Shuxin went to find Wen Jinye.
Wen Jin also thought she was there to warn her, "I have nothing to do with him."
"That's for the best." Ji Shuxin ordered a coffee made by Wen Jinye and casually stirred the ice cubes inside.
She rationally advised Wen Jinye, "I've already broken up with him, but I still feel it's necessary to remind you that he's no good. Judging from your appearance, you seem to be short of money, and it's easiest for that kind of man to use money to deceive you at times like this."
"If you're after his money, fine, but if you're after his feelings, forget it."
Wen Jin was also somewhat taken aback, her clear eyes widening slightly as she asked, puzzled, "Then you..."
Ji Shuxin said frankly, "Of course I'm after his money."
She noticed Wen Jinye's difficult situation and helped her find several part-time jobs, which greatly helped Wen Jinye.
They initially met by chance because of a lousy man, and Wen Jin didn't understand why Ji Shuxin was willing to help her like this.
She only understood after spending more time with him.
It turns out that Ji Shuxin's family background was not much better than Wen Jinye's.
She said, "You're quite like me back then, and I don't want you to follow in my footsteps. Don't be like me, placing your expectations on men and trying to be saved by them. When looking for a boyfriend, you need to keep your eyes open."
She kept advising Wen Jinye to open her eyes, as there were quite a few people pursuing her. Ji Shuxin felt that this one was not good enough for Wen Jinye, and that one was not good enough either.
But she dated and broke up with one person after another.
Those people are all mediocre.
She had worried about Ji Shuxin.
But I understood later.
Ji Shuxin was more clear-headed than anyone else.
She always knew what kind of life she wanted.
She'll probably stay in the port city for a few days this time.
Xiao Yin sat on Wen Jinye's bed, watching her pack her luggage with envy in her eyes. "It's so nice. You are the free wind, while I am a donkey that is tied up."
"Sister Jinye, isn't Hong Kong beautiful and bustling? I really want to go too! I feel like it would be the ultimate enjoyment to feel the evening breeze by Victoria Harbour and watch the sunset from the top of Barker Road."
Wen Jinye's suitcase wasn't big. She was only going back to Gangcheng to attend her senior's wedding, so she only packed a few clothes.
When Qiuqiu saw Wen Jin packing her suitcase, she knew that Wen Jin was about to leave.
With its tail drooping, it crawled onto Wen Jinye's suitcase, its aggrieved expression as if begging Wen Jinye to take it with him.
Xiao Yin used to take out Qiu Qiu and pretend to educate her, saying, "Don't bother your mother while she's tidying up the clothes."
Then he plopped down in the other half of Wen Jinye's suitcase, which had no clothes inside.
"Sister Jinye, please take me with you when I shrink. I've been wanting to go to Hong Kong for ages, and I've been waiting for my travel permit for ages, but my busy boyfriend has stood me up three times!"
Wen Jin placed the neatly folded clothes on Xiao Yin's curled-up legs, and said with genuine serious consideration, "My suitcase isn't big enough to take you with me. Why don't you talk to Dr. Meng? He's going to Hong Kong today to attend a mental health conference."
"The suitcase that boys use is always bigger than mine, and more importantly, he is stronger than me."
"Then let's forget about it," Xiao Yin said. "The thought of a box containing people is still a bit creepy."
*
Mr. Fu returned to Hong Kong today.
The old man made this decision on the spur of the moment. He had just escaped death and had become more open-minded. Now that his health had improved slightly, he wanted to go home as soon as possible.
Those who once stirred up a storm in the business world now, in their twilight years, also believe in returning to their roots.
As the old man looked at the faces of fellow Chinese people coming and going in the airport, and heard the familiar Cantonese all around him, his longing for his homeland, which he had been away from for so long, finally welled up.
He didn't use the VIP channel; instead, he was pushed in a wheelchair by his bodyguards, holding his wife's hand, as they exited the airport amidst the bustling crowd.
A group of people began to show their filial piety from the airport exit. When the old man came out, relatives from all walks of life, both close and distant, surrounded him. Whether their feelings were genuine or not, they were all moved to tears.
Fu Yanjing didn't join in the fun; he just stood at a distance.
There was another person standing next to him, Fu Yanjing's cousin, from his second uncle's family.
Such a complex family structure inevitably leads to weak kinship ties. Even if you share the same blood, you never know when the other person might want to kill you.
So everyone was indifferent and distant from each other, and they only did a good job of maintaining appearances in front of the old man.
I never expected my cousin to strike up a conversation with Fu Yanjing.
He's recently run into some business troubles, made a mess of things without letting his family know, and wants Fu Yanjing to step in and use his connections to help him sort it out.
"Your grandfather has always doted on you since you were little. Why don't you go and show him your filial piety?"
He went crazy showing his filial piety at the airport.
Fu Yanjing showed no enthusiasm whatsoever. "I don't have a performative personality."
“People who can inherit power have confidence when they speak,” my cousin said. “Ah Jing, I really envy you.”
He pressed the issue, asking, "You just came back from Jiangbei, right? Did you adjust well to life there?"
Fu Yanjing replied in a neutral tone, "It's alright."
My cousin was very concerned. "You're not leaving this time, are you? In the few months since you took over Henderson Land, you've cleaned up so many messy accounts. It must have taken a lot of effort. You've worked hard."
Fu Yanjing listened to his nonsensical words, probably thinking that this attempt to show brotherly affection had completely baffled him.
Fu Yanjing's patience had reached its limit.
I'm too lazy to play games anymore, so I'll just be blunt.
"You made that hole in your hand yourself, and I have no interest in cleaning up your mess."
One sentence brought a variety of expressions to my cousin's face.
However, he finally shut up.
People were coming and going at the exit.
Many of his old business partners, who had learned of his return to Hong Kong, also came to visit.
The small talk and greetings that took place at the airport entrance went on and on.
Fu Yanjing lowered his head and lit a cigarette.
People hurried by, filled with the joy of reunion. Someone ran past him, his trench coat billowing in the wind.
The flame in his lighter flickered restlessly.
An excited voice came from not far behind me:
"Now! Now! I am here!"
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