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Father Jiang and Mother Jiang are actually two people with completely opposite personalities. One is extremely impulsive and has the power of action. He only cares about success in everything and does not consider the consequences of failure. As a subordinate, he is very suitable for expanding territory, but not suitable for being a leader, that is, a decision-maker, because he tends to care about the head but not the butt.

Mother Jiang is extremely conservative and seeks stability. Even if there are huge benefits to tempt her, she will only grasp the benefits that she can grasp at the moment. For unknown and risky things, she will not do anything. Such a person is very suitable for logistics and finance.

In fact, there is no absolute mediocrity. It only depends on whether this person is in the right position and whether he stands in the right position.

If they have someone they trust behind them, who is the decision maker behind them, they don't need to use their brains, but only need their actions, to rush and fight as the hands and feet of the decision maker. Such a pairing can be called perfect, one is desperately outgoing, and the other is absolutely inward.

Unfortunately, Jiang's father now wants to do things from the perspective of a decision maker, and Jiang's mother has lost trust in him. There

is no right or wrong between the two.

After all, not everyone stands in the perspective of God, just like when we look back now and recall our previous half-life, how many opportunities to make a fortune were limited by our knowledge and insights at the time, and we missed the opportunity to make a fortune again and again? Just like buying Bitcoin, the Internet was still mocking a woman who spent more than one million to buy Bitcoin. Her husband divorced her because of this. The whole Internet mocked her and said that she should be locked up in a mental hospital. Who could have thought that the more than one million Bitcoins would increase several hundred times?

Jiang's mother was like a rein tied to Jiang's father. While Jiang's mother pulled him, Jiang's father was actually vaguely uncertain. Although he knew rationally that this was a sure-win transaction, emotionally, he could not help but doubt himself about the unknown. Just as Jiang's mother said, they could earn a hundred thousand a year by selling lunch boxes, but he took out a loan to contract the beach. What if the sand could not be sold?

Between the unknown adventure and the known stability, he chose the known stability. He was no longer a young man of twenty years old, full of energy, enthusiasm and confidence for the future. He was already in his early forties, with a son and a daughter. The youngest son had to build a house, and soon, the two sons would get married and had to prepare gifts.

Jiang's father and mother packed their luggage and took a tricycle from Tanshan to Shuibu Town, and then transferred from Shuibu Town to Jiang Guotai's home in the neighboring city.

He said, "I didn't think about leaving today before, and I didn't ask Guotai to buy us train tickets in advance. You wait at Guotai's house now, I'll go buy the train tickets."

Today's tickets were sold out, so he bought a ticket for the day after tomorrow morning.

Jiang Guotai has been visiting various leaders and partners these days to wish them a happy new year, and he also wants to settle the contract for the sand factory.

The contract for the river sand in Shahe is still in the blind spot of government leaders. No one has seen the value of this piece of sand, and even many leaders don't know that there is such a golden beach here.

Jiang Guotai must contract it before the leaders realize the value of this beach.

According to Jiang Guotai's suggestion, a 30-year contract agreement with the government can be signed at a contract fee of 10,000 yuan per year, with a 10% increase every year. Basically, these beaches can be taken over. One sand factory costs 300,000 yuan, and the total cost here belongs to three local governments, so the three costs 900,000 yuan.

Jiang Guotai himself, who has been running a brick factory for many years, has about the same amount of cash in his family. That is, he contracted the construction of the expressway, and only after it was completed did his wealth begin to grow.

Jiang Guotai thought of his niece, and when she talked about 900,000 yuan, her tone was as light as if it was not 900,000 yuan, but just 90 yuan.

Even 90 yuan is not a small amount of money for farmers today, and for some workers, it is even one-third of a month's salary.

Seeing that Jiang Guoping had already bought the tickets, Jiang Guotai sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette for Jiang's father. After Jiang's father waved his hand and said he didn't want to smoke, Jiang Guotai lit one for himself and asked Jiang Guoping: "Have you thought about it?"

Jiang Guoping smiled helplessly, "What do you mean by thought about it? The tickets have been bought."

Jiang Guotai originally really wanted his childhood friend to follow him. He is now focusing all his energy on the highway project. If Jiang Guoping goes to handle the sand factory, it will naturally be better, and he won't be so tired.

There are many people who can do things, but there are few people he can trust completely. Jiang's father is exactly the person he can trust completely. As long as he wants, he knows how to control Jiang's father, but he doesn't need to control him.

If possible, he can make Jiang's father obey him.

More importantly, Jiang Dad is still Jiang Xi's father. As long as Jiang Dad is pulled onto his warship, he can call his niece to give him advice in the future.

He discovered that his niece is not an ordinary person at all, and she is ambitious. For

such a large sand factory, since she can bring up this matter, it must be worth how much the sand factory is worth. However, when he wanted to give her a share, she directly rejected the proposal, saying that she and he were not on the same track.

What kind of track does not need a share of the sand factory?

Jiang Dad, who was present, did not understand this sentence, but he understood it all at once. The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Jiang Guotai felt the great ambition hidden under the young appearance of his niece at that time.

Moreover, she is already preparing and paving the way for her future ambitions.

Jiang Xi knows very well that her uncle will never treat her badly. In the past life, when she was of no help to him, he had always helped her behind the scenes, not to mention that in this life, she has brought him huge value.

Although Jiang Guotai also contracted two of the sand factories in the past life, the price of contracting now and two years later is very different. There are also many restrictions on the contract period and other restrictions. A lot of money has been invested in other connections.

Jiang Guotai did not force it and said, "Just think it over yourself. It's just that you made the decision yourself. Don't blame your brother for not taking you with you."

Jiang's father handed a small bag to Jiang Guotai. Jiang Guotai took it and looked at it. There was a pile of money wrapped in newspapers inside.

"Here is 100,000 yuan. If you need it, take it. If the sand factory makes money, just give me a small share. If not, forget about the share." Jiang's father rubbed his face.

He knew that there was a huge opportunity in front of him. He would not give up if he did not seize it. He was afraid to invest all of it.

This money is just a deposit in the bank. It is not needed at present. Last year, it cost 60,000 yuan to build a house, and I saved more than 30,000 yuan. With the profit this year, I saved a total of 120,000 yuan. The remaining 20,000 yuan will be reserved for my children's tuition and living expenses, and part of it will be used for rent and buying food when they go to Shenzhen.

20,000 yuan is just enough.

One hundred thousand yuan is a huge sum of money in many families nowadays. Jiang Guotai had never thought that after his childhood friend had gone through such a huge debt, he had not only built such a big house for his hometown in just two years, but also saved one hundred thousand yuan. He was really surprised, and after thinking about it, he accepted the money. This money

seemed small to him, but it was actually quite a lot. His money was now in the highway project, and he would not get the next 30% of the funds for this project until the middle of this year. One hundred thousand yuan accounted for 10% of the contract fee calculated by Jiang Qing for him.

It could be said to be a timely help.

Of course, the accounts are not calculated in this way. The invisible investment he had to make in the middle should also be counted in it. Moreover, he did not plan to take the money himself, but to find a bank loan. However, with this 100,000 yuan, he would have more room to maneuver through connections, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take it. You should work hard outside. There are 360 ​​professions, and there are top talents in every profession. We are brothers. I will rush faster and you will be more stable."

He patted Jiang's father on the shoulder, got up and went to the wine cabinet to take out a bottle of ginseng wine he had brewed.

While pouring wine for Jiang's father, he boasted, "This is made from good wine. I don't give it to ordinary people. Today, you are the only one who can drink my treasure!"

Jiang Guotai has a large wine cellar, which uses large glass bottles to brew various ginseng wines, deer antler wines, tiger penis wines, deer penis wines, etc.

The villagers described him as a sly and clever person. When others were still giving money foolishly, he knew to give these rare "good wines" on the market to leaders. Even if others saw it, they would only think that it was his own wine, not worth the money. In fact, it was made from rare and precious things and good wines that were hard to buy. He never let people talk about him.

Jiang Xi and his friends did not take the train from the neighboring city, but went directly to Wucheng.

At the end of last year, Aunt Jiang's family installed a telephone. When they arrived in Shuibu Town, Aunt Jiang gave Jiang Xi and Jiang Bai her home phone number and asked them to call home if they had any problems. In

1995, when installing a telephone, you had to queue up for more than a month to get the line, and you might not be able to get the application. Now you don't have to queue up. As long as you apply, you can get the line

. It will be installed in a week at most. To show that the family attaches great importance to the telephone, Aunt Jiang's telephone is installed on the head of her bed in her room upstairs, and an extension is installed downstairs, so that when a call comes, both upstairs and downstairs can receive it. In the morning, when she is downstairs, she can call upstairs and wake up the two children to go to school.

Jiang Xi was at Aunt Jiang's house, and first called Manager Qian to ask him if he could help her find a reliable hourly worker to help her clean the villa and turn on the heating.

In the past two years, Jiang Xi's houses in Shanghai were all renovated by Manager Qian, whether it was Jiang Xi's villa, duplex apartment, or large flat, all of them were renovated by him. The money he earned from Jiang Xi alone was enough for him to pay the down payment for an apartment.

Of course, because he wanted to make a model room and give his own decoration team a boost, he used every room of Jiang Xi's, whether it was decoration or materials, very well, and he also set up his own decoration company with the two college students he hired at the beginning.

When Manager Qian heard that Jiang Xi wanted to spend 100 yuan to clean the sanitation, he immediately asked Yang Meirong if she was willing to take the job. Now that Yang Meirong was working for Manager Qian, she was of course willing to earn the 100 yuan.

Shanghai is considered a big city, and the average monthly salary is only 300 to 500 yuan. 100 yuan is enough for her family's food for ten days.

After solving the problem in Shanghai, Jiang Xi called Song Peifeng again.

Song Peifeng's family had installed a telephone a long time ago, and there was more than one. One was a work phone in his father's study, and the other was their own home phone.

The phone that rang in the Song family was the home phone. Song Peifeng, who had been reading by the light of the balcony, rushed over to answer the phone as soon as it rang.

Even though he had received countless New Year's greetings calls like this before, he still answered it as soon as possible.

Then he heard a familiar voice in his ears: "Hello?"

Jiang Xi's voice was different from everyone else's voice he had heard before. It was very soft, like someone greeting you face to face, instead of the common "Hello! Hello!" shouting, as if someone was afraid that the other person couldn't hear it, so they shouted unconsciously.

But Jiang Xi was different. Her voice was always calm and peaceful, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

When Song Peifeng heard her voice, he calmed down. It wasn't just a superficial calm, but a calm from the soul to the body, just like a cat that has been stroked and becomes soft. His voice softened unconsciously, just like hers, as gentle as the breeze: "Hello, it's me."

Somehow, Jiang Xi's lips curled up unconsciously, and his tone became lighter: "I'm going to Wucheng in a while, and I'll take a bus to Shanghai. City, transfer to Shanghai to Beijing, maybe stay in Shanghai for two days, do you want to join us? "

Song Peifeng waited for Jiang Xi for several days. Every time there was a call from home, no matter what he was doing at the time, he would put down what he was doing and answer the phone as soon as possible. Even Song's father and mother could see his eagerness and expectation. Even if he didn't show anything unusual at ordinary times, his frequent glances at the phone still let them see the clues.

They didn't think that if their son fell in love, it would be a big deal. Instead, they held an encouraging attitude. For this reason, Secretary Song specially found him for a man-to-man talk.

He felt that his son had grown up, and some things had to be made clear to him.

He first asked him to figure out what path he wanted to take in his life. Did he want to emulate the famous ministers in history, to benefit the world and leave some traces of his own in this era, or to go the road of scientific research, or other paths? No matter what path he took, he had to think clearly about the direction he wanted to take in the future. Then, whether now or in the future, he had to know how to restrain himself.

It was not to suppress his desires, but to learn to restrain his desires, face his heart, and understand what he really wanted. Only in this way can you be responsible for yourself and your partner, and have more enthusiasm for life, marriage, and partners. A good intimate relationship must complement and achieve each other, rather than consume each other. He knew too well what it was like to be passionate in adolescence. After all, he had also been through this age.

He was not afraid of him getting involved in love too early, but he was afraid that he would get involved too late and not understand, and get into a relationship of internal friction, which was terrible.

It was also because of his parents' clear education and cognition since he was a child that he was so surprised when he met Jiang Wei.

He was not just impulsive, nor was he in love at first sight. He had met her countless times in the competition class and training team over the past two years, and had walked with her countless times. From indifference at the beginning to appreciation, and then from appreciation to liking, to surprise, he found a piece of peerless jade, a dazzling treasure among the millions of people in this world.

He didn't know if he would meet such a person in his future life. Maybe he would, and there might be many such people. But looking at the long river of history and the marriages and families of his parents and elders, he clearly understood how difficult it was for a person to meet such a person at the right time in his life. In the long river of history of five thousand years, there were tens of millions of people, and the probability was one in a billion. How lucky he was to meet such

a person. Even if he met many outstanding people in his future life, it would not be her.

Looking at the determined and resolute expression on his son's face, Song's father patted his shoulder and said, "Just think it through."

"When will you arrive? I'll pick you up." At this time, his face softened visibly, and he showed a smile that was unique to a teenager of his age. Unconsciously, the smile on his face became more and more brilliant.

"I'm going to Shanghai first, and I may stay for a day or two. Do you want to come with me?"

Song Peifeng's eyebrows were soft, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his lips and eyebrows. "Yes."

"You can go directly to the West Station and wait for me there."

The station they arrived at from Shuibu Town was the South Station. The South Station was a short-distance station, and only the West Station was a long-distance station. Jiang Xi felt that it was unnecessary for him to wait for her at the South Station.

But when he arrived in Wucheng, he still stood at the entrance of the South Station, smiling as he watched her walk towards him.

It had been sunny for several days during the New Year, but it began to drizzle again on the sixth day of the New Year. Song Peifeng held a big black umbrella and stood in the drizzle of this ancient town, like an ink painting.

When he saw her, he walked up to her, moved the umbrella above her head, reopened a black umbrella and handed it to her, and naturally took the big backpack from her hand.

Jiang Xi handed him the bag, held Grandpa Jiang under an umbrella, and introduced him to him: "This is my grandpa, and this is my second brother Jiang Bai." He then said to Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Bai: "Song Peifeng, who used to be from Wuzhong, was the one who always won first prizes in various competitions with me. His banner is still hung on the gate of Wuzhong. Now he is in National Tsing Hua University, just across from our school. This time I am Go to the capital with him."

Grandpa Jiang looked at Song Peifeng without blinking, looked at Song Peifeng's clear and bright eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay!"

All aspects are good. With this young man, he doesn't have to worry about his granddaughter going thousands of miles to the capital to study alone. He always wanted to go with his granddaughter, for fear that she would meet some bad people on the way. There are

too many kidnappers in this era.

Originally, after a year of severe crackdown, more than 20,000 people were shot and killed, and all kinds of demons and monsters hid. After half a year of settling, all kinds of criminals began to emerge again.

Grandpa Jiang didn't know what it meant to punish him severely. He only knew that it was very worrying for a little girl of his granddaughter's age to go to a faraway place alone. Her parents didn't worry at all whether she would get into trouble when she went out alone.

Jiang Bai naturally thought of this and was also very happy that his sister had a companion on the road, which was much safer. He smiled and nodded to Song Peifeng and said, "Hello."

Jiang Bai had never seen the cool scene of Song Peifeng and Jiang Xi holding banners against each other, because Song Peifeng graduated a year earlier and went to Shanghai. However, he heard that he was a legendary figure in Wuzhong who could compete with his sister. Perhaps it was because of the filter of the academic god, his attitude immediately improved.

Jiang Xi looked at the tricycles near the station, waved his hand to call for two small tricycles, and said to Song Peifeng: "Let's go to the West Station." He smiled and said: "Actually, you can wait for me directly at the West Station."

But she was happy to be picked up.

She was not a person who was emotionally dependent on others, but being treated well by others still made her heart feel like a trickle of water flowing into it, making her feel warm.

If she had not lacked love too much, she would not have been moved by her ex-husband's superficial pursuit before marriage in her previous life, and she would not have entered into marriage so quickly.

She thought she had a home from then on, but in fact she was just entering another desert from one desert.

But she was too young at that time, had no emotional experience, and had not been taught by the elders. She clearly and foolishly thought that others were as sincere as she was, kept their promises, and kept their words.

There is no way to buy air tickets online now, you have to buy tickets on site. After Jiang Wu and his friends arrived in Shanghai, they did not go to the airport immediately, but went to Jiang Wu's villa first.

In 1998, after three years of development, Shanghai had changed a lot, and had taken the initial shape of a financial and commercial center in the future. The surrounding area was no longer the deserted scene of 1996, with wasteland and fertile fields everywhere, but was actively under construction everywhere.

The villa area where Jiang Wu was located had been completely built, and various green facilities had been completed. It was a complete and independent community, and most of the villas in it had been sold. Many villas had already been occupied, and there were people living there, no longer the desolate and cold scene before.

They stayed here for a while before the New Year. Jiang Xi typed every day and the internet was always on. They only needed to clean up a little because of the dust brought by the various construction sites around.

Before this, Song Peifeng only knew that she was a golden phoenix who passed the exam from the countryside below Wucheng. Relying on her own ability, she studied, competed, and wrote books at the same time. With her writing, she bought a large flat in Beijing, but he didn't know that she actually had such a luxurious villa in Shanghai.

Song Peifeng's family has two sets of siheyuans in Beijing that were passed down from their ancestors. The siheyuans are big, but the decoration style is completely different from the modern decoration of the villas. The siheyuans are simple and elegant, while his family's house in the provincial capital is an ordinary unit-allocated house.

Even he was shocked by the size of Jiang Xi's villa and its modern decoration.

Jiang Bai and Grandpa Jiang, on the other hand, had long been accustomed to the luxury of their sister's villa. They put down their luggage in a very normal manner. Jiang Bai opened the door of the villa, and a wave of hot air blew in their faces. The moisture on their bodies seemed to be dissipated a little by the heating in the villa.

At the door were the slippers that Manager Qian had prepared for her. Later, she and Jiang Bai also bought some daily necessities together.

After Jiang Xi put the luggage in the closet, he led Song Peifeng to the guest room.

The guest room had its own bathroom, which was separated into dry and wet areas. The closet was empty, with only two new towels and a set of cotton pajamas.

Jiang Bai, like Jiang Ma, is a person who can't sit still. The first thing he did after putting down his luggage was to clean the house. He found that the whole villa looked like it had been cleaned.

He went to the kitchen to see what vegetables were missing from the refrigerator so that he could buy them.

Yang Meirong, who has known Jiang Xi for several years, bought some common vegetables and some pork ribs and shanks and put them in the refrigerator in Jiang Xi's kitchen. She also carefully posted a note on the refrigerator, wishing her a happy new year, buying her some fresh vegetables, and asking her to come visit her when she has time. The note was followed by her home phone number.

In fact, Yang Meirong had a little idea.

She now works for Manager Qian in a decoration company, but because her husband was unemployed, she arranged for him to work as a salesperson in a real estate project. She thought that if Jiang Xi wanted to buy a house again, she could introduce her husband to her.

Seeing the note left by Yang Meirong, Jiang Xi smiled and said to Jiang Bai, who had tied an apron, rolled up his sleeves, and was preparing to cook lunch: "Second brother, if you want to buy a house or a shop, you can find her. The apartment building we bought before was bought from her. Do you remember? You can first ask her if she has a house with a blue-stamped household registration or a suitable shop. If not, forget it."

After putting down his luggage, Song Peifeng also walked out of the guest room. Seeing Jiang Bai rolling up his sleeves to prepare to cook, Song Peifeng, who had been working for Jiang Xi in Beijing for half a year, naturally rolled up his sleeves and came over to help wash and cut vegetables.

Grandpa Jiang sat on the sofa, watching the TV in the living room, and occasionally turned around and smiled at the three young people busy in the kitchen.

After lunch, Grandpa Jiang went back to his room to take a nap. Jiang Xi had her own things to do.

She certainly didn't come to Shanghai to urge Jiang Bai to buy a house. Jiang Bai was an adult, not a child. She had reminded him what she should have reminded him. She wouldn't feed him food. Whether he wanted to eat or not, he already had a big apartment in Shanghai. What else did he want? Should he be taken care of for the rest of his life?

Jiang Xi didn't have the leisure to do that.

She went to the Shanghai Stock Exchange to open an account.

In early 1998, the Asian financial crisis had just passed. She had not used the huge amount of royalties she had received before, and she had not bought a house. She was just waiting to take this wealth express train, which had a several times higher appreciation rate than buying a house.

It would be foolish not to take the ready-made shortcut here.