A letter has arrived from Yanyang Village.
After finishing her meal, Zhao Xiaoyue took a hot shower, sat down at her desk, and began to read the letter carefully.
Zhao Zhe skipped a grade and is now in fifth grade. His grandmother said that the private restaurant and Guitu Inn have been doing better and better business in the past six months. Now, the older women don't cook themselves anymore; they are training newcomers.
Grandma complained that they were lazy, and Aunt Mao, who had a bad temper, retorted that they needed to train capable people to prepare for opening a branch.
Li Guilan basically took care of Zhao Zhe's three meals a day, and Zhao Guozhong didn't allow her to do anything else.
Finally, they said that they had installed a landline at home, and the number was written at the end. They told Zhao Xiaoyue to call home so they wouldn't know when she was home or not. If Zhao Xiaoyue called, Li Guilan would be available 24 hours a day.
Zhao Xiaoyue smiled, that's wonderful!
It's very late now. Although the small apartment is far from the city center but close to the No. 2 Middle School, we can still see the fireworks display today.
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, Zhao Xiaoyue sat on the sofa, looking dazed. She used to spend the New Year alone like this too.
Only on these few days of the year will she get herself drunk and sleep for the entire day.
Now she can wait until dawn, then call her family and say that tickets are sold out here during the Spring Festival travel rush, that the trains are too crowded to board, and that she can go home for summer vacation, etc.
There is hope for this day.
Fireworks illuminate the stars, may all your wishes come true!
Sangjing Villa
In the huge, antique living room, Situ Ming also gazed at the night sky. Once upon a time, this kind of night sky was his favorite, and this kind of day was what he looked forward to the most.
Now……
Fireworks may be beautiful, but they are ultimately just ashes!
"Hey Ninth Brother, are you going to play or not? What's so interesting about these lousy fireworks? They're the same every year, aren't they?" Fang Yan said disdainfully.
Duan Yunfei took a sip of water. "Say less. Nobody thinks you're mute."
Fang Yan finished his red wine, shrugged, and said nothing more.
He simply saw that they were sullen and wanted to ease the atmosphere.
Her gaze shifted, "Yunfei, I have a home but I can't go home, why don't you go home either? Did Uncle Duan kick you out too?" She didn't forget to give him a gloating smile as she finished speaking.
Duan Yunfei returned a meaningful smile, "If Old Man Duan were to kick me out, Ms. A'duo would be the first to object. They've gone on a date, and Ms. A'duo has blocked me."
Fang Yan is deflated. His father is probably having a good time with some mistress, and his mother is probably off with some young model.
Pshaw, I'll roast you until you drop dead!
Fang Yan, ever the cheeky one, asked, "Ninth Brother, what are you going to do tomorrow? Shall we go to the Century Club?"
"I'm going to sweep the tombs tomorrow!"
A simple sentence put an end to my curiosity about dialects.
"The profits from futures, stocks, and fast food have all been integrated. Also, the small hotel in Xinxi Bay, which we tested the waters with, has had its first phase of construction officially completed, and the response has been quite good."
When the group started their business, Li San and Duan Yunfei were responsible for finding material suppliers, Fang Yan contributed the majority of the funds and raised one million yuan, and Situ Ming put all his savings into raising one million yuan. For this, he mortgaged a piece of blood jade that he always wore and two houses, which were birthday gifts from Situ Le.
"Yes, once we finish that, our ideas will be basically complete."
Duan Yunfei picked up his water glass and took a sip. "The consolidated liquid funds amount to 130 million. What are you planning to do with them?"
Fang Yan looked at the two men and said, "Hey guys, are you even men? If you're men, you have to drink. What's with drinking water? Are you raising fish?!"
Duan Yunfei said irritably, "You think you're some battle-hardened man? We're still growing, we can't let alcohol ruin our health!"
Situ Ming said to Fang Yan, "Are you free these next few days? If not, go and sign a contract with Li San."
Fang Yan was surprised, "Sign a contract? What contract? Why am I the one going?"
Situ Ming slowly swirled the water in his glass, as if it were not plain water but a fine red wine. "The collaboration with the hunters in the outskirts of Kyoto!"
Duan Yunfei was shocked, "When did you get in touch with the hunter?"
The Hunters are a force to be reckoned with, a force that neither the legitimate nor the underworld dares to mess with. Just those nine chairmen alone are formidable, not to mention the helmsman above them.
Fang Yan also looked horrified. "What! Cooperate with the hunters?" He leaned closer to Situ Ming. "Ninth Brother, let me tell you in advance, the hunters' leaders are extremely ruthless. They'll skin people alive and turn them into scarecrows!"
Situ Ming looked at Fang Yan with an indescribable expression, making one's hair stand on end. "What's wrong?"
Situ Ming explained, "Hou Taotao will sign the contract directly with you. You can choose the location yourself. Here is the number."
Duan Yunfei asked in confusion, "Wait a minute, are we going to cooperate with them on land in the suburbs of Beijing? When did you get it? Didn't Old Man Duan say that the bid was unsuccessful?"
Situ Ming leaned back on the sofa. "You don't need to worry about this. Just give them 20% of the profits."
Fang Yan's mouth gaped open. "Huh? We haven't even met the person yet, and you're already giving us a 20% discount. What if we lose money? Ugh! With that stinky mouth of yours, we'll definitely have great luck!"
Then the meaning was roughly clear.
Situ Ming only explained one sentence: "The land was given to me for free!"
Oh my god!
Fang Yan and Duan Yunfei were so shocked that they stood up abruptly, exclaiming in unison, "Given away for free?"
Situ Ming frowned and nodded. Fang Yan eagerly looked the handsome young man sitting on the sofa up and down. "Ninth Brother, you, you didn't sell your body, did you? A project worth over a billion just like that? Are you out of your mind?"
Duan Yunfei also suspected there might be a trap involved. "Are you sure it was given to you personally by one of the hunters? For free? That's unlikely!"
Situ Ming shared his guess, "Have you ever seen a hunter steer the ship?"
The two shook their heads.
He's only a legend in the martial arts world; he's never actually seen!
Few people have even seen those nine sensible ones, let alone seen them at the helm.
The boy on the sofa raised an eyebrow. "Anyway, the stuff is real." He placed the contract and information about the land on the table.
The two quickly checked, and after a while, they both looked up, revealing admiration.
Fang Yan knew all too well the value of that place: "As expected of the boss, you got what so many people dream of so easily!"
Duan Yunfei closed the document. "No wonder you're not in a hurry to tender. Are you going to invest all the funds here?"
Situ Ming shook his head, "Let's leave that place alone for now. We'll focus on developing the land near the lower reaches of the Pujiang River, and dedicate all of it to that development."
Then he added, "I'm going to England for a year. While I'm gone, you guys keep a close eye on things, especially the re-work issue. There can't be any problems, or we can't afford to go wrong."
Duan Yunfei and the others indicated that they understood.
After the three finished discussing their plans, Duan Yunfei went home. Fang Yan wanted to stay, but Duan Yunfei pulled her away.
Situ Ming returned to his bedroom, took a shower, lay on the bed, held a photo, lit two cigarettes, one in his hand and the other on the bedside table.
Spontaneous combustion...
He stared at the photo, lost in thought.
elder brother……
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