Chapter 5: Mr. Yuppie's mother pushed him from the paradise of poverty to...
The Tan family owns its own international hotel group, A Hotel, which was founded in 1952.
In just half a century, it has expanded from one hotel to five continents around the world, with more than 50,000 employees in 60 countries and regions.
It also manages more than 400 hotels worldwide, including five-star resort hotels for the high-end market and four-star business hotel chains.
The first A Hotel was opened in Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Kong. It was called Aihe Hotel at that time. It was said that it was a wedding anniversary gift given by Mr. Tan to his wife, and it became a sensation in the industry.
Today, the president's office of the AH Hotel Group is on the top floor of the AH Building.
The four sides are designed with full-screen floor-to-ceiling windows, providing an excellent view overlooking the entire Victoria Harbour and the bustling Tsim Sha Tsui.
At this time, the sea water sparkling in the sunlight looks like a painting.
The office was very quiet, with the faint scent of incense and the unique aroma of tea floating in the air.
Qin Yonglian drank his black tea calmly while flipping through the financial reports of recent years. From the frequency with which the man clicked the mouse, Qin Yuan could tell that he was reading very quickly.
The hotel business ranked among the top three profitable businesses within the Qin Group. Six months ago, Qin Yonglian was parachuted into the group by Qin Ansen as CEO of A Hotel. The sudden attention paid to the illegitimate son of the cold palace shocked not only the Qin family but the entire business community.
Qin Yonglian, however, behaved calmly, quietly doing his job. Qin Yuan had watched him grow up, but he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
Qin Yuan was still a responsible humanoid monitor. The person monitoring him knew it, and so did Qin Yonglian.
Ever since Qin Yonglian was brought back to Hong Kong at the age of six, Grandpa Qin directly picked Qin Yuan's name from a group of boys of similar age in the clan.
The old man, who has been in the business world all his life, has a very sharp eye. He saw at a glance that Qin Yuan has a kind character and a stubbornness. He is both stubborn and responsible about the things he believes in, making him the most suitable person to be with his grandson.
Because he was the person appointed by Mr. Qin, even if he failed to prevent and stop Qin Yonglian's ridiculous behavior of jumping into the sea, he was unable to get Qin Yuan dismissed from his post.
A few years ago, Mr. Qin passed away, and Qin Yuan thought his shadow career was over, but it never ended.
The Qin family is a wealthy and powerful family, but a lush tree does not mean that every branch is well-nourished and flourishing.
The property of the Qin Yuan family, a branch of the family, was lost overnight in Macau by his gambling-addicted father.
Whether it is to pay off debts or revive the family business, Qin Yuan has no choice but to continue working in the scope designated by his financial backer.
Even if the actual job is surveillance that cannot be made public.
"Brother Yuan."
Qin Yonglian's voice interrupted Qin Yuan's vague thoughts.
Qin Yuan calmed himself down and said, "Leon, don't call me brother during work hours. If someone hears me, I will definitely be deducted from my salary again."
"Calling on it, you and I arrived at the Qin family at about the same time." Qin Yonglian did not respond and continued talking to himself.
He was born with a better memory than others. He remembers everything from his childhood clearly and can recall it in detail at any time.
On July 20th, when he was six years old, after having breakfast with his mother, he went out as usual, but was taken directly to the airport.
He didn't cry or make a fuss because his mother had agreed with him that he would go to Hong Kong to play first, and "mom would come to celebrate his birthday with him later."
This "later" did not come until 20 years later.
At that time, he didn't understand anything. He was brought back in a daze to recognize his ancestors and meet his father and his father's father.
Later, when Qin Yonglian recalled the agreement that he had once glanced at, even though he was unwilling to admit it, he knew that he didn't need to wait foolishly any longer, because no one would come to pick him up.
Amazing memory is a gift and also a sharp weapon.
He only glanced at the agreement and memorized every letter. When he grew up, he understood the terms and conditions of the agreement.
In short, Anna was freed on the condition that he return to the Qin family. The bloodline of the Qin family deserves a better "elite" education.
Anna was still a college student at the time. Because of his birth, she had to take a leave of absence from school and worked part-time jobs everywhere with her child, living a very difficult life.
Qin Yonglian once thought that his biological mother might have loved him, which was why she pushed her son from the paradise of poverty to the hell of the rich.
He quickly gave up the idea because he knew the answer and it was pointless to dwell on it, and there was no solution.
Qin Yonglian found another home for his exceptionally abundant gift of memory: the infinitely large microscopic world.
This is what Qin Yuan has seen most often in recent years: various types of "mushrooms" used in various experiments with microscopes, whose names he cannot even recognize.
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The quiet atmosphere between the cousins was interrupted by Su Jiahao's sudden phone call.
"Leon, please log in to the college email and check your emails. People have found me. Oh, and I'll give you a new phone. I'll be in the office soon."
As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard Su Jiahao say a long string of lines. Qin Yonglian: "???"
The computer was right in front of him, and he logged into the college email only to find several unread emails.
After reading it, I understood the intention of Su Jiahao's call.
"Hello, hello?" The other end of the line didn't hang up. Without getting a response from Qin Yonglian, the other party continued to ask: "Moxi Moxi?"
"Listening," the man said simply, looking out the window and adding casually, "Watching."
"Brother Qin, in addition to the final exam, college also assesses your regular grades, which are determined by your punctual attendance and completion of homework."
"How did you know to remind me to check my email?"
"When I was waiting for you that day, I added the finger snapping girl. When she saw that you didn't reply to my email and she didn't have your contact information, she asked me."
When he heard the word "snap of fingers", Qin Yonglian touched his forehead reflexively.
"Leon, this is the digital age. Don't act like we're in ancient times. The new phone will be here soon." Su Jiahao muttered a few words before hanging up the phone.
After a while, Qin Yuan came over with a small box. "It was sent by Young Master Su."
Qin Yonglian took it and saw a bitten apple on the box. The man chuckled and put it on the table.
Qin Yuan didn't understand what he was doing. "Don't you want to get a new phone?"
"It's useless. No one is really looking for me, and I don't have anyone to look for. Besides, aren't you always here?"
The man lowered his eyes, interrupting Qin Yuan unnoticeably, and stared at him with a calm gaze.
Qin Yuan sighed secretly in his heart. He didn't expect that he would end up being caught in a sandwich. On one side was the boss behind the scenes who paid his salary, and on the other side was the little master he had been with for twenty years.
Let’s put aside the trending topics for now. Every day late is a day late.
In the age of traffic, popularity is king, and there are always people vying for the headlines. Perhaps tomorrow, the controversial topic surrounding Qin Yonglian will be overshadowed by other people's gossip.
The Qin family’s crisis public relations will handle it, and the person in question doesn’t care about this kind of fame at all.
Qin Yuan turned his gaze back to the mobile phone box on the table, and suddenly felt that it was good that Qin Yonglian did not use a smartphone at this time.
*** ***
There were no classes that day, so Bai Ying slept comfortably in. When she woke up, it was almost noon.
The windows in the rented house could only be opened 15 degrees, and the curtains were not closed. The gradually gathering voices and the smell of fireworks came in through the cracks in the windows.
A stomach that has been empty all night sends hunger signals to its owner.
Bai Ying plans to cook a bowl of noodles at home.
Take out the pre-prepared broth ice cubes from the refrigerator, heat them to melt and use them to cook noodles. It is efficient, quick and tastes great.
Every two weeks, she buys enough ingredients to make a full pot of broth, lets it cool, and then divides it into containers and freezes it in blocks. She learned this trick from her grandfather.
The kitchen was soon filled with aroma. Bai Ying was happily eating when her cell phone suddenly started ringing with message notifications.
In the financial management learning group, group leader Zhong Qiu tagged everyone to remind them to meet on time in the evening.
To be exact, there were only three people in the group, missing one person who didn't have a smartphone and could only send emails using an ancient BlackBerry.
Fortunately, someone replied to the email quickly and said that they would arrive on time.
Perhaps these three people felt very novel about this ancient method of sending group emails and then replying to group emails. In the time it took to eat a bowl of noodles, Bai Ying's mailbox quickly accumulated dozens of unread emails.
When she looked at the computer, she found it inexplicably funny.
Most emails only have a few words, and some even have only one emoticon.
Excluding some useless information, the summary is:
Meet outside McDonald's on Bulkeley Street in Hung Hom at 10:00 PM tonight to discuss next week's assignments. Feel free to come casually. Arrive on time, don't waste time getting dressed, and avoid being late.
Bai Ying lives on Bulkeley Street. Half of the houses in this area are rented to local residents, while the other half are rented to students from the nearby PolyU.
Coincidentally, she can also save the time of taking special transportation.
The girl calculated the time and left home at 9:55 pm, which was a 3-minute walk to the entrance of McDonald's.
Thinking it was just a late-night study group discussion, she casually threw on a hoodie and a pair of flip-flops and walked out the door.
*** ***
They soon arrived at the agreed location, and Bai Ying subconsciously looked around, looking for a familiar figure.
Hung Hom Food Street is busiest at 10 o'clock in the evening.
Tofu pudding shop, sad spicy noodle shop, Korean fried chicken shop... Bai Ying looked at each shop along the roadside.
She has been to every one of these small shops that are closely packed together, hidden in the city. She can even recite the signature food of each shop in order with her eyes closed.
Just as she was thinking about it, the red light at the street intersection came on, and suddenly a beautiful scenery appeared in her sight.
Oh no, there are only one, two, and three scenic spots in total.
Bai Ying: “…”
When the scenery came to her, she blinked and said, "You guys? Did you send emails behind my back later?"
The three people in front of me are dressed in suits and carefully dressed, as if they are ready to attend a fashion feast.
Bai Ying widened her eyes in disbelief. Didn’t they agree in the previous email that it was up to them?
Their "casualness"? How come it didn't align with her understanding of "casualness"?
Especially this Qin Yonglian, is he preparing to attend the Oscars?
Qin Yonglian was wearing a dark suit of high-quality material, which made his shoulders and legs look broader and his sharpness more restrained.
Looking closer, you can see that the fabric is not the common pure ink color, but is composed of fine plaids of varying shades.
The man stood under the dim streetlight, his features accentuating their depth. A pair of narrow, gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, the light reflected from the mirror softening his iconic emerald eyes.
The peaks of his eyebrows are cold, but the lines of his brow bones are soft. When he is silent, he has a mature temperament that is different from before.
Compared to the impression he gave me during the previous meetings, this moment he actually had a sense of hipster and abstinence.
Bai Ying sighed inwardly, clothes make the man, and when this person dresses up, he looks quite...artistic.
Facing the girl's confused eyes, the man couldn't help but laugh and teased: "Are you impressed by his handsomeness?"
Bai Ying: “…” To be fair, her appearance can really dominate this street.
Zhong Qiu saw Bai Ying's jeans with exaggerated holes, tickled her waist, and cheerfully chimed in, "Yinn, don't you think the three of us are stunningly beautiful?"
Bai Ying pretended to be aggressive and tried to hug Zhong Qiu, and the two girls burst into laughter.
Catching this hearty laugh, Qin Yonglian's lips unconsciously rose up, and a feeling of joy suddenly arose in his heart.
This noisy girl in front of me seems to have a different side every time I see her.
When she met him before, she would act arrogant or shy, but when they met again this time, she completely forgot what she had done to him, and her forgetfulness was like that of a goldfish.
The energetic and energetic look now is exactly the same as it was on the mountain.
The author has something to say:
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Seeing the stunning trio of suits (*￣︶￣)
Bai Ying: Why don’t you dress more formally? You’re so beautiful behind my back!
Also, Aihe Hotel is a Chinese name that the author came up with based on the pronunciation of the letter A. Please do not correspond to the real life name, michi!
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