Chapter 368 A Primary School Bully
The seafood in Pengcheng is good, and Fu Guiru’s cooking skills are also pretty good. Several delicious dishes were soon served on the table, making Li Yue and Fu Yiru very satisfied.
As Fu Yiru ate, she complained, "Mom hasn't cooked for a long time. If my brother and sister hadn't come this time, I don't know when I'd be able to eat the food she cooked!"
Li Yue looked at this bright and beautiful little sister and said teasingly: "You are already seventeen, you should have cooked for yourself a long time ago!
I was cooking for my family when I was twelve, so you were spoiled by your mother for a few more years!"
Fu Yiru's eyes suddenly widened a little, and she said in surprise: "Sister, you can cook at the age of twelve! You are really amazing, I still don't know how to cook!"
In fact, Fu Yiru basically can’t cook.
At this moment, she remembered what her mother said, "Your brother and sister have a hard life in the mainland," so she was embarrassed and did not admit that she had a nanny to cook for her family.
Fu Guiru felt a tightness in her heart and a sour nose after hearing what Li Yue said.
Although it is not uncommon for a twelve-year-old girl in the mainland to be able to cook, the child suffered more because her mother was not at home.
Fu Guiru sniffed, picked up several dishes for Li Yue with chopsticks, and then said: "The yellow croaker is a little small today. I will go to the market early tomorrow and prepare a few more delicious dishes for you."
Li Yue said quickly, "No need, mother. Go take care of the beverage production line. Xiaoye and I will just cook at home. It's a good opportunity for Xiaoye to help Xiaoruo with her homework. Xiaoye was the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Dongshan two years ago!"
"Really? I didn't know that."
Fu Guiru knew that Li Ye was from Peking University, but she didn't know that he was the best in the province. She was very happy after hearing this.
Fu Yiruo's focus was not on studying, but she looked at Li Ye with great interest and asked, "Brother, can you cook?"
Li Ye had no choice but to say, "Not really, just a little bit, making fried rice with egg or something."
Fu Yiruo nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, yeah, I only know how to make egg fried rice."
But Li Yue immediately exposed her: "Xiao Ruo, don't listen to your brother's nonsense. He is the best at lying. His cooking is actually better than mine. Before I went to Beijing, he cooked for his girlfriend all day long. Now he has become lazy."
Fu Yiruo blinked and asked in confusion: "What is the object?"
Li Yue thought for a moment and said, "The object is... girlfriend. It's the same over there as in Hong Kong Island, right? In Hong Kong Island, they call it girlfriend."
"Girlfriend!"
Fu Yiru narrowed her eyes, took a breath, and then suddenly became alert.
She dragged her dining chair over to Li Ye's side and started checking the household registration with a smile.
"Brother, how old is your girlfriend? Is she pretty?"
"Brother, how tall is your girlfriend? Does she have a good temper? Is she fierce?"
"Brother, your girlfriend always asks you to cook? Will this spoil her?"
“.”
Li Ye was helpless, but seeing Fu Guiru's equally curious eyes, he had to answer one by one.
"My girlfriend is half a year younger than me and is very beautiful"
"She is a little taller than you, has a good temper, and is not too fierce."
"She is actually learning how to cook from me, and she is very sensible and considerate."
“.”
As Li Ye was talking, he noticed that Fu Yiru and Fu Guiru both narrowed their eyes, smiled, and nodded as Li Ye spoke.
Maybe they don’t care what Wen Leyu is like, they just care about whether Li Ye is living well now.
Because according to Fu Guiru's description, a boy with a problematic background cannot find a girlfriend. Since he has such a good girlfriend, he must be living a really good life.
After dinner, Fu Yiru took the initiative to invite Li Yue to visit her room, while Fu Guiru began to talk business with Li Ye.
Fu Guiru looked at Li Ye and asked tentatively, "Xiao Ye, I didn't know until I arrived in Pengcheng that the mainland partner of Pengcheng Red Bull is from Dongshan. Does that Hao Jian also have a cooperative relationship with you?"
Li Yehun didn't care: "Yes, Hao Jian was an educated youth who went to work in the countryside in Qingshui County. Later, the five of us started a business together and we had Pengcheng Factory No. 7, and later we had Fenghua brand and Pengcheng Red Bull."
Fu Guiru was a little stunned, because Li Ye's answer was "a little too much" than she expected. She originally thought that Hao Jian and Li Ye were just fellow villagers, but she never thought that Li Ye was a member of the party.
So she continued to ask: "So you have a stake in Pengcheng Seventh Factory? Is this stake yours, or your grandfather's? Or Pei Wencong's? Or someone else's?"
Li Ye shook his head and smiled: "They are all mine. I have certain decision-making power."
Fu Guiru was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What about Pei Wencong's Seris Company? Are you also a shareholder?"
Li Ye nodded and said ambiguously: "A little bit, and a little bit of decision-making power."
Fu Guiru: “.”
Li Ye did not deliberately conceal Fu Guiru's many problems, but he did not show off all his cards either.
But even this limited trump card made Fu Guiru extremely surprised.
During the few days she had been in Pengcheng, she had learned about Pengcheng Factory No. 7 and had heard of the name of Fenghua brand.
Although Seris is not well-known, the tens of millions of US dollars are not fake.
In a large factory with over 50,000 employees, a company that can arbitrarily transfer tens of millions of dollars, Li Ye actually has "a little bit of decision-making power" in it. Isn't this fucking unreal?
After all, how old is Li Ye?
He is still a student!
But thinking about everything I have experienced in the past six months, it seems that this is the only possibility that can explain it.
But if this is the case, then what is the point of Fu Guiru's struggle in Malaysia over the years?
Didn't she just want to make more money, turn Fu's company into a big international company, and then return home in glory to see her son and daughter?
Now, the achievements of his more than ten years of hard work seem to be "insignificant" in front of his son Li Ye.
Li Ye has also been a human being in two lifetimes, and he can guess most of what is going on just by looking at Fu Guiru's expression.
So Li Ye smiled calmly and said, "In fact, I started my business just by chance. Pengcheng Seventh Factory also developed with the help of the reform and opening up of the mainland.
But if development is too fast, there will be loopholes. Currently, Pengcheng Seventh Factory, Seres Company and Pengcheng Red Bull are all short of talents.
In particular, there is a lack of capable, experienced and reliable high-level management talents. Mom, you have worked overseas for so many years, do you have any reliable candidates to recommend?"
Fu Guiru almost rolled her eyes.
[Why don't you just tell your mom to work for you? Why are you trying to fool me? ]
Fu Guiru looked at Li Ye for a long time before she said, "I can't get involved with Seris and Pengcheng Seventh Factory right now because I don't know much about the clothing industry or the cultural publishing industry, but I can give Pengcheng Red Bull a try."
Li Ye smiled and nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, mother. Just go ahead and do it. If you need anything, you can tell me. You can also go directly to Hao Jian and Pei Wencong. They have to give me face."
Fu Guiru nodded slowly, but made up her mind in her heart to try not to ask others for help, lest when the truth came out, everyone would think that she was "a mother who gained status because of her son."
. . . . . . .
The next day, Fu Guiru really went to the production line site by herself, arranged for Li Yue to buy vegetables, and Li Ye to tutor Fu Yiru with her homework.
As for cooking, she agreed with her three siblings to cook together when she came back.
Li Ye didn't know what Fu Yiru's foundation was, so he went back to his old job at the Second Grain Store, setting questions while asking Fu Yiru to do the test papers.
But as he was walking, he suddenly remembered something.
"Xiao Ruo, in the Chinese school in Malaysia, are you teaching in traditional Chinese characters or simplified Chinese characters? Can you recognize all the simplified Chinese characters I use?"
Fu Yiruo answered seriously: "When I was in elementary school, most teachers still wrote in traditional Chinese characters, but after entering high school, many teachers started writing in simplified Chinese characters. I basically know both types of characters."
"Yeah?"
Li Ye smiled in surprise and said, "Xiao Ruo is also a top student!"
Fu Yiru smiled modestly: "Not really, it's just that the Chinese in Malaysia attach great importance to Chinese education. The elders at home are pushing hard, and if you don't study hard, you will be spanked."
Li Ye nodded in agreement.
He had never been to Malaysia, but in his previous life, a colleague of his stayed in Malaysia for a long time on a business trip.
That colleague said that as long as you enter a Chinese store, you will most likely see signs supporting Chinese language education, which are similar in format to slogans like "Be civilized and set a new trend."
Because the Chinese language education environment in Malaysia is much worse than that in Lijiaopo, under the deliberate suppression of the government, Chinese language education in Malaysia depends entirely on the self-support of the Chinese people.
It is said that it is several times more difficult for Chinese to be admitted to a public university in Malaysia than for others, so a large number of Chinese children either go to Chinese private universities or go abroad to study and then try to leave Malaysia.
In the early 1980s, the proportion of Chinese in Malaysia was still not low, but who would have thought that in the next forty years, this proportion would continue to decline with no end in sight.
But no matter where they go, Malaysian Chinese attach great importance to Chinese language education for the next generation.
Because they identify with the flower-growing culture, they can come together and survive as a group in harsh environments.
The splendid cultural heritage has always been the best carrier of national cohesion. Otherwise, look at the countries in the universe in later generations, why would they try so hard to register the Spring Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival, and a series of long-standing achievements of civilization?
It's hard to cultivate national pride without thousands of years of history.
"Brother, I'm done."
Li Ye was multitasking while making the test papers, but Fu Yiru had already finished the first one.
Li Ye looked at his watch first, then took Fu Yiru's test paper in surprise.
This is a math test paper. In order to test Fu Yiru's ability, Li Ye divided it into three levels of difficulty. The last few big questions are not easy.
But the time Fu Yiru took was much shorter than Li Ye expected.
[Either a top student or a slacker. ]
Li Ye corrected the papers very carefully and finally confirmed that Fu Yiru was not just a slacker who "wrote randomly" but might actually be a top student.
"Okay, good. Do the physics one more time. There's also an English one today. The rest will be done tomorrow."
"No, I can finish it in one day."
Fu Yiru took the paper and started writing excitedly, just like a good kid who had been ignored by everyone and suddenly got a chance to show his skills.
By the time Fu Guiru came back, Li Ye had already confirmed that his sister had excellent grades in all subjects and was proficient in English, Mandarin, Cantonese and Malay. She was definitely a beautiful and smart elementary school student.
Li Ye smiled with satisfaction and said, "With your grades, if nothing unexpected happens, you can go to Beijing University."
Fu Yiruo smiled and nodded continuously, as if Li Ye's compliment was of great significance to him.
(End of this chapter)
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