“Everything has to be done your way, everything has to be listened to you. Why should my life be subject to your will? Why should you be the one to tell me what to do?” Zhang Fengxia choked up and shouted at her father, “Because my grandfather was a soldier, you have to go into politics. Because you go into politics, I have to climb to a higher position. I don’t need you to teach me how to live. I don’t want to marry the son of some leader. Let whoever wants to marry me marry me.”
"Try yelling at me again!" Fengxia's father was clearly enraged. He pointed at Zhang Fengxia and scolded her, "You shameful thing! Let me tell you, if you keep messing around like this, don't acknowledge me as your father."
"Fine, I won't admit it! Sister Xiaoyan, don't stop me. Let him hit me! I'll let him hit me today! If he has the guts, he can kill me!" Zhang Fengxia shouted through tears.
"Stop talking, you know your dad's temper," Fengxia's mother advised.
“I’m telling you, as long as you’re in China, I’ll tie you up and take you back.” After saying that, Fengxia’s father turned to his wife and said, “Don’t try to fool her. She’s all grown up now, not a three-year-old. Let her think about it herself. Come on, we have a meeting this afternoon.”
After the elderly couple passed away, Zhang Fengxia sat on the sofa, completely distraught. Jiang Xiaoyan picked up her teacup, took a sip of tea, and looked at Zhang Fengxia, advising her, "Don't take it too hard. Your parents are just doing what's best for their children. They just feel that you're getting older every year."
“They’re not worried about me, Xiaoyan. Didn’t you once say you envied my background? But I’m not much better off than you. That’s just how he is. He’s a man of his word. Others hope their sons will become dragons, but he doesn’t have a son, so he hopes his daughters will become phoenixes. I’ve been learning all kinds of musical instruments since I was little, so I basically had no childhood fun. I went abroad to study when I grew up, just to avoid him. He thinks I should go into politics or work for a state-owned enterprise. Now both of those paths are hopeless.”
Zhang Fengxia picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said, "Back then, as soon as I returned to China, he forced me to work for a state-owned enterprise. I worked there for a few months, but I didn't like the environment, the way those people talked, or their attitudes. Later, I secretly investigated some factories and met Gao Zhiwei. When he found out I wasn't working for the state-owned enterprise anymore, he went back and had a big fight with me. That's why I like living at my grandparents' house. I didn't know where to go at the time, and Gao Zhiwei asked me to go to another city. I went to Jiafeng for the first time, and you know what happened after that."
After listening to her experiences over the past few years, Jiang Xiaoyan sighed deeply. Every family has its own troubles, and she wondered if anyone in this world had an easy life.
"Why don't you take a break for a while, go back and have a good talk?" Jiang Xiaoyan said to her. "The factory is back on track now, and I can manage on my own."
Zhang Fengxia remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "I feel like I can't stay in China any longer. I'll rest for a few days and talk to them. But knowing him as I do, he's really going to fight me to the death this time. If I have no other choice, I'll have to leave."
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoyan felt a sense of emptiness. Over such a long time, she seemed to have been a part of every aspect of her life. She said, "Try not to leave if you can. If you've made up your mind to leave, I have nothing to say."
“I’ll try not to leave!” Zhang Fengxia said, looking at her.
A silence fell over the office; the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
In London, a private plane landed at the airport around 3 p.m., and a car immediately picked up Herman, who had just disembarked. Half an hour after meeting Sean, Lu Feng received a call from Sean.
"I've booked a really high-end place for dinner tonight. We have a very distinguished friend with us," Sean said to Lu Feng over the phone.
Upon hearing this, Lu Feng had already guessed most of it, but he still deliberately asked, "Who is it? I don't like getting to know people here, so don't bring anyone who's not useful."
"Don't worry, my team is absolutely reliable. You're worried about the Nokia issue, right? Let me tell you, he can solve it. By the way, bring Elmi along tonight too. We've booked a winery tonight." Sean instructed Lu Feng, "Leave this to me, you don't need to worry about anything."
"Don't tell me it's Herman! I don't like that person. If it's him, I won't go," Lu Feng repeatedly refused over the phone.
"No, don't worry, don't you trust me?" Sean quickly assured him.
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