Chapter 216 Shanghai Trip 5: The Youngsters Want to Live in the East
The distance from Longhu Mountain to Shanghai is only about 600 kilometers, and normally it takes six or seven hours to get there. But on the way, Qing Ruo suggested going to Qiandao Lake.
I didn't want to go, having been there before, and I said, "We only have one island, and they have many islands. There's no comparison."
Qing Ruo said, "No, let's take a look at their water entertainment facilities."
I smiled and said, "Luxury cruise ships sail around islands. Some islands have bridges between them, but we only have one island, so we don't need to build bridges."
Qing Ruo said coquettishly, "Teacher Wan, I know you still want to go back to Shangqing Ancient Town to meet the girl who added me on WeChat.
In fact, there are beautiful girls everywhere. Maybe when you go to Qiandao Lake, you will meet an even more beautiful girl. "
Lao Xiao said: "There's a poem called 'Passing by'. Teacher Wan, maybe you can bump into the goddess..."
Qing Ruo replied, "Xu Zhimo's."
Then he recited: "When I passed you, the most touching thing was your gentle bow of head, like a lotus in water that was too shy to bear the cold."
At this time, Xiao Ruan couldn't get a word in.
Mr. Chen said, "Qing Ruo is the project leader. If she has any requests, then go ahead."
So we got off the bus in Hangzhou and arrived at Qiandao Lake. We spent most of the day sightseeing there the next day, and then went to Shanghai in the afternoon and stayed at the Evergreen Laurel Hotel.
After I settled in, Sister Li called and said her father would be back in two days, and asked me where I was now.
I was surprised. After calculating, it was indeed four days later. So I said, "We're in Shanghai now, staying at the Evergreen Laurel Hotel. There's an event the next two days, so I'll come straight over when your dad gets back."
She said, "My home is not too far from your hotel. I'll pick you up when the time comes."
After hanging up the phone, I went to Mr. Chen's room and told him that I had some private matters to attend to and could not leave until the afternoon of the third day.
Mr. Chen thought about it and decided to ask Xiao Ma to arrange a few more attractions so that everyone can see enough at once.
You can play all day tomorrow, and come with me to look at houses the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, you have some errands to run. We'll wait for you to finish your work and have lunch before we leave.
I said this is the best solution.
The next day, I visited some scenic spots, but I won’t go into detail. This book isn’t really a travel guide.
On the second day in Shanghai, Lao Xiao led the team and we continued to visit the attractions.
I drove to see the house with Mr. Chen.
This is an upscale residential complex. I told Mr. Chen I wouldn't bother looking at the exterior feng shui layout. The real estate agent had already had someone look at it. Let's take a closer look at the interior.
Mr. Chen took me straight to the top floor.
The interior area of this house is large enough. The top floor comes with a private swimming pool and terrace.
When I stepped into the room, I was shocked: people are born unequal, and this was vividly demonstrated here.
Mr. Chen took me to see each room one by one, introducing them as we went.
The living room offers a double-sided view. The interior is dominated by off-white tones, accented with bold black, creating a strong visual impact. Adding some metallic accents adds a sense of luxury.
Two sets of light-colored sofas form an L-shaped layout.
I said, "This sofa set has a spacious west side, so add a brown leather armchair."
Mr. Chen asked, "What's the point of this?"
"The west side can't be empty. Because your family name is Chen, and the character Chen contains the character 'East,' everything is based on the principle of yin and yang balance. Generally speaking, your son should sit west facing east."
Then I looked at the downlight on the ceiling and the cloud floor lamp in the corner. I took a closer look and said:
"Move the cloud floor lamp in the west to the east. Light comes from the east, and it can't set in the west."
Mr. Chen, a big boss, immediately went to move the floor lamp as if he was afraid that something would happen soon.
I won't move and tell Mr. Chen that the owner can move things like floor lamps unless they cannot be moved.
He then showed me the lounge, saying his son loved playing billiards, so he had a billiard table behind the TV wall. Glass cabinets on either side displayed a variety of wines.
I didn't say anything. The life of a rich second-generation is hedonistic. They wear vests, play billiards, and when they get tired, they drink a glass of wine. They stand with friends and discuss the Shanghai Composite Index. I saw scenes that I have only seen in TV dramas in person at his house.
Mr. Chen said, "This is his entertainment area. Let's take a look at the restaurant."
The dining table is placed in the center, with a carpet on the floor. Two glass cabinets are embedded in the side walls, which display some small items and even photos of his little grandson.
I said, "Move the photos away. Photos shouldn't be displayed in dining areas."
Mr. Chen took it away immediately.
There's a balcony outside the restaurant, perfect for some greenery. I suggested, "You could put in a couple of cacti. There's a corner of the house facing the balcony."
Next, let’s look at the master bedroom.
Then take a look at the three secondary bedrooms, the nanny's room, and the study. After that, go up to the top floor to see the terrace and swimming pool.
Standing in front of the rooftop terrace and swimming pool, I said nothing.
I thought of my hometown, He Village, where my parents toiled their entire lives just to have enough to eat. Our five-room tiled house was only slightly larger than this terrace.
If the poorest family in the village lived in two dilapidated houses and used red bricks to support a stove, their balcony would not be as good as the one in Mr. Chen's son's house.
I was silent for a long time.
Mr. Chen said, "Let's go sit in the living room."
Smoking is not allowed in this new house. Mr. Chen made two cups of tea and we sat facing each other.
"Please first introduce your son's situation."
"He's very busy, but he's coming over to treat everyone to dinner tonight. He has a boy and plans to have two or three more, as he can afford them anyway. I bought the house for him, but he came up with the ideas for the decoration."
I nodded and said, "I won't talk about the overall layout of the house. The overall decoration style is low-key luxury, with exquisite workmanship. It cost a lot of money.
Just a suggestion: your grandson must live in the east. Boys should live in the east. The east is associated with wood, which is conducive to healthy growth.
"Is it really that particular?"
"Right. If you don't pay attention, you can do whatever you want. If you do pay attention, you should be strict. The Forbidden City only has four doors, and the emperor's family has only one "Eastern Palace Prince". The east is conducive to growth and represents vigor, positivity, and vitality.
Your grandson will be bright, sunny, and full of energy. Of course, not all princes of the Eastern Palace are successful, and this is due to a variety of factors. However, it is a principle that children should live in the East.
"What else?"
"I have no other comments."
Mr. Chen said, "Shanhong, you've been a great help to the company and to me personally. I hope you'll be able to share everything with me. I noticed you frowned as you looked at the terrace."
Mr. Chen is so observant? It proves that he pays close attention to my every move. If I smile, he thinks it's good. If I frown, he thinks there's something wrong.
It seems that I have to say it out loud. I smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, that terrace and swimming pool are big enough for an ordinary family to live in."
Mr. Chen blushed.
I felt I shouldn't have said this, because I said it too quickly. But if I didn't, he wouldn't be able to sleep.
Mr. Chen said: "It's nothing, you are a straightforward person, I also think it shouldn't be bought so big, but the next generation, ah, what can I say.
They hold a golden key in their mouths, always thinking that the grass is greener on the other side, and their goal is to become Tomson's first-class brand.
On the way back, I remembered what Mr. Dong said, from the age of 24 to 36 - what you see are BMWs and fine clothes, but the clouds are floating thousands of miles away, and the people are suffering. Although you can't see them, they are there.
I want to say: Mr. Dong, the clouds are thousands of miles away, and the suffering of the people is still visible in my heart. Otherwise, I would not frown.
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