It took them an hour to leave the apartment and arrive at the exhibition hall. People were already entering. Ouyang Zishan went to the calligraphy and painting area and saw Zhuo Qiang standing in front of a strong and powerful calligraphy.
"Ouyang," Zhuo Qiang said, standing in front of her, "Do you know why I'm displaying these things here?"
"Why?"
"Because the most precious things need to be displayed in the most precious places."
She didn't understand his profound meaning, she just felt his sigh.
"Uncle Zhuo," she said, "most people in the world don't live very fulfilling lives, and you're also too concerned about things that no longer exist."
He looked at Ouyang Zishan: "Uncle Zhuo now has only one hope, which is to hand over the Zhuo Group to you." It seemed that someone had said this to him before, and now it was his turn to say it to Ouyang Zishan.
She acquiesced to his kindness. This person, who no longer had much energy, also needed a good rest. Speaking of which, she had not yet met Uncle Zhuo's wife, but she had only heard that she was very kind and virtuous. Perhaps he just wanted to return to that warm home.
The exhibition was very successful, and many people who came to visit were drooling over the classical calligraphy and paintings. Unfortunately, because they were private collections, most of them were not for sale.
Soon after returning, Zhuo Qiang transferred Ouyang Zishan back and did his utmost to help her build relationships so that she could smoothly take over his position. After all, she had inherited all of Ouyang Yusheng's wealth; based on this fact alone, no one dared to question it. Combined with Ouyang Yusheng's businesses and various assets, her name would soon enter the world's wealthiest list, and major media outlets would rush to report on it. More and more people would pay attention to Ouyang Zishan. Even with endless meetings every day, she began to learn to work as soon as she opened her eyes. The fatigue and pressure had already driven her away from her leisurely life. She would be a lucky child blessed by heaven.
But deep down, she is still the Ouyang Zishan who is unwilling to accept any constraints. She rejected everything Uncle Zhuo wanted to give her and even made up her mind to leave Zhuo Group.
That day, she was invited to the courtyard. Aunt Lin had prepared meals for the whole day, waiting for the guests to arrive. People came in one after another, and Ouyang Zishan was the last to arrive.
"Grandpa, Grandma! Uncle Zhuo, Auntie!"
"Has Ouyang grown so big?" Grandma went over to check her height and look at her appearance. "She's even prettier than your mother."
"Mom, don't scare her," Zhuo Qiang pointed to a chair nearby, "Ouyang, sit down and talk."
Grandpa put on glasses and observed Ouyang Zishan. In terms of appearance, he did have some similarities with Mu Zishan, but in terms of temperament, there were still some differences.
"Mom and Dad, your son hasn't given birth to a child for you two," Zhuo Qiang said. "As for me, I've always treated Ouyang as my own child. I'll let her be your granddaughter, my daughter. What do you think?"
Grandpa looked at Zhuo Qiang's young wife. She just sat there quietly without saying a word, looking like she had no opinion, which made the old man feel a little uncomfortable.
Ouyang Zishan didn't know why Uncle Zhuo would say this: "Uncle Zhuo?"
"Ouyang, you know Uncle Zhuo doesn't have any children either. Logically speaking, since you're Mu Zishan's child, you're half my child too. But I feel a little sorry for leaving you alone outside for so many years," Zhuo Qiang said. "But now it's good. As your elder, I, your uncle, must also fulfill my responsibilities. Since you don't want to inherit the company, then go and study further and do what you want to do. The most important thing is that you can treat the Zhuo family as your own home."
"Uncle Zhuo, I know you're sad about leaving the company," she stood up and bowed to him. "I've always considered you my family. No matter what I do in the future, the Zhuo family will be my family wherever I go."
Seeing the child speak so well, the grandmother was somewhat moved: "It seems that our thinking is rotten."
Grandpa saw that Grandma had changed her mind and looked at his son. Before coming here, the old man had wondered if Zhuo Qiang would make a mistake because Ouyang Zishan looked like her mother, but now it seemed that he was overthinking it. This child is a good child, but his life story is a bit complicated.
"Ouyang, please sit down!" Grandpa said, "Since your uncle Zhuo has also said that he recognizes you as a child of our Zhuo family, then you are a member of the Zhuo family. No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, you can tell us."
"Thank you, Grandpa!" She knew how to obey the old man's wishes. "Actually, I have to thank Uncle Zhuo. If it weren't for him, my illness wouldn't have been cured."
Uncle Zhuo's wife went to the kitchen. She seemed a little worried, and grandma followed her.
The three of them drank some tea in the living room. Grandpa suggested that she study literature, saying that it would be beneficial for a girl to cultivate her sentiments. Uncle Zhuo didn't really want her to be too far away. It would be best if she was under his watch. Even if she did nothing, his greatest hope was that she could live a peaceful life.
"I heard that Jin Lu is a good kid," Grandpa asked, "he studies music. You and he grew up together."
"Dad," Zhuo Qiang always believed in letting things take their natural course when it came to relationships. As long as she liked him, there wouldn't be any problem even if she found an ordinary person to spend her life with. "You've been involved in relationships."
"Hmph," Grandpa said angrily, "I didn't interfere in your emotional affairs, but what happened in the end? Wasn't it..."
"Everyone, it's time for dinner!" Grandma called out from the side in time.
This was a family dinner, and after dinner, everyone left, leaving Zhuo Qiang alone in the courtyard. Grandma said that there was someone living in his heart, and no matter how nice the people around him were, he couldn't pretend to smile.
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