My mother and brother are both unrealistic and have high expectations, but I didn't want to come here at all. I want to succeed through my own abilities, instead of relying on others like them.
Anne played three pieces in a row. "Anne, take a break. You're still too young. You can take your time."
Zhang Hongmei led Annie back to the dining table, which had been cleaned up. The adults were drinking, while the boys sat quietly to one side.
Suddenly, I sensed a malice and realized it was Julia's eldest son; the smile on his face disgusted me.
I turned away in disgust. Without even thinking, I knew this person wasn't a decent person. Although he looked alright, there was a frivolous air about him that made him seem unrespectable.
Carlos had been watching Zhang Hongmei closely. He noticed her expression and looked over to see Andrew. He immediately understood what Andrew was thinking; his nephew was just like his mother.
I'm so kind, haha, he's really asking for trouble.
"Ignore him, he won't cause any trouble." Zhang Hongmei said.
Zhang Hongmei nodded. It's like a toad on your foot—it doesn't bite, but it's annoying.
"Hongmei, what do you think of Annie's playing?" Bass asked with a smile.
"Hehe, I can only tell that the music is beautiful, I don't know anything else."
"Oh? Then do you want to learn with Annie?"
Zhang Hongmei smiled and shook her head, "No, time is too tight. Also, I don't have any musical talent, unlike Annie, who has such a level at such a young age."
"Mom, am I really that amazing?"
"Yes! It's really great! Mom can't do it."
At this moment, more than twenty servants filed in and quickly cleaned up the mess. The seventy-odd people gathered in twos and threes, catching up with each other.
At this moment, several people came over, and after being introduced, Zhang Hongmei learned that they were from the branch of the family head's close relatives.
Zhang Hongmei greeted the group in a friendly manner. They were all families, mostly of Annie's grandparents' generation, and looked quite old and very honest. They spoke very politely, exchanged brief introductions, and then tactfully withdrew.
Zhang Hongmei was inwardly amazed. The Beth father and son really had some skills. It took real ability to keep everyone in such a large family so obedient.
You can't judge a person by their appearance alone. At least that's true of this father and son. They seem easygoing on the surface, but their inner nature is another matter.
Then several more families came together. Zhang Hongmei secretly rejoiced, thankful that her memory was still good, otherwise she wouldn't have recognized them. She memorized their faces and names, hoping not to embarrass herself in the future.
After a brief introduction to everyone, the banquet came to an end.
Anne and Carlos McCann said goodbye to everyone. Twenty minutes later, everyone left, including Huang Meihua's three daughters.
"Hongmei, are you tired?" Huang Meihua asked caringly, holding Zhang Hongmei's hand.
"I'm not tired. It's not a physically demanding task. It's just that I felt a little overwhelmed when I was memorizing people just now."
"Hehe, there are too many people. The younger generation hasn't arrived yet. If everyone were here, there would be more than two hundred people."
Zhang Hongmei's eyes widened. This was truly a powerful family. Of course, otherwise they wouldn't be the number one family in the United States.
"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you can't remember. Just smile when they greet you in the future, and they'll introduce themselves."
Zhang Hongmei nodded, indicating that she understood.
“Hongmei, we didn’t arrange the family reunion today because we felt that tomorrow’s occasion would be more solemn, and there would be many witnesses. So the family reunion will be held tomorrow night.”
"Okay, I understand." Actually, I didn't really care about this part. It didn't matter whether it was there or not.
"Good children, go and rest. There will be a lot to do tomorrow."
Zhang Hongmei smiled and nodded, greeted the three of them, and led Annie upstairs. Annie was a little sleepy; she had been leaning against her in a daze. Zhang Hongmei wanted to give her a bath quickly so she could go to sleep early.
"Mommy, can I sleep with you?"
"Of course, I'll take you back to your bedroom first, and then help you take a bath."
"No need, Mom. Someone will help me take a bath. You can go too. I'll come find you after I'm done."
Zhang Hongmei returned to her room, sat down at her dressing table, and removed the crown from her head. She opened the wardrobe, found a set of pajamas, and went into the bathroom. Thankfully, it was a shower; otherwise, she wouldn't have had the courage to take a bath.
I came out fifteen minutes later, sat down, and dried my hair. I'll wait until Annie is asleep before writing to Zhang Shouyi.
Although everything that happened today seemed normal, I was still a little scared.
The fact that such a large family is so obedient under the control of this father and son shows that the two are extremely capable. In fact, they must have a lot of methods.
Collaborating with such people carries a certain risk. Although the success rate of such collaborations is very high, they are also potential time bombs.
It all depends on how Zhang Shouyi sees it. He doesn't care; having this connection just gives him a title. If he can't bring them any benefits, then it's just an empty name.
But judging from Zhang Shouyi's tone and the apparent intention to cooperate, it was quite clear. They were all shrewd people. I was just a messenger.
Anne came over before her hair was even dry. Behind her stood a Black maid, looking a little awkward.
"We don't need you here anymore, you can leave."
The maid glanced timidly at Zhang Hongmei, then, seeing the young lady smiling at her, lowered her head shyly and turned to leave.
"Mom, I want to go to sleep."
"Annie, no, we need to dry our hair. Wait a minute, it'll be quick."
Anne really did dry her hair, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep immediately.
Touching her long hair, she decided there was no need to wipe it anymore. She took out a pen, notebook, and book and leaned against the headboard.
After receiving Zhang Shouyi's letter, I learned that nothing was wrong at home. I picked up my pen and wrote down what had happened that day for Zhang Shouyi to know.
The text focuses on the McCann family and includes the author's own speculations.
Zhang Shouyi smiled after reading his wife's letter. She was still such an innocent girl. How could she have gotten to that position without some kind of cunning?
Actually, I'd still be willing to cooperate with someone like that. I don't like people who are too smooth and worldly. If I hadn't been forced to cooperate with Zhao Tiancheng in my past life, I wouldn't have chosen him in this life. The two of them have such different temperaments and personalities.
Sometimes, too much peace is not good. How can there be true peace in the world? Anyone who wants to rise to power cannot do so entirely through honest means.
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