C8

The place I live in is a very shabby looking building. Although it is located in the middle of the city, it belongs to the development site. Fortunately, the walls of the room were still very new, and the corridor was worn low, as if no one had lived there all year round.

Perhaps the building was built when society didn't have the term "bean curd project", so there were few hollow sounds on the floor. The other thing I'm most satisfied with is that the space is spacious, about 120 square meters.

Good things come in pairs, and its price is actually the lowest in the entire city. However, when I came here to live, I heard someone say that this is a haunted house!

"Earlier, there was a high school boy who was preparing for college who rented a place to live. He studied very well and worked very hard. But there was no university order, the examination room failed, and the gas was released to commit suicide. "Later on, I heard rumors from my neighbors that every night, there would be a young man reading. The sound would resound through the night sky, mournful and terrifying."

No one lived in the haunted house, so how could there be so many funny ghost stories around? In this lifetime, not everyone who was lucky would encounter a supernatural event. I didn't care, so I decided to stay here.

Tch! Recalling that little rascal who committed suicide, I couldn't help but stick out my middle finger and scold him with a few words of contempt! "He committed suicide if he failed university entrance examinations?" How can you face the love you have for your family and your young self? " Fortunately, he is dead now. If I had known earlier, I would have made him beg for death!

Sigh, calm down. Anyway, I can stay here very comfortably, and I still have to thank this "test education" under the cannon fodder older brother.

Picking up the information that Wang Yu had collected for me, I was gradually attracted by the story of Duan Qingxiang for the rest of my life.

Suddenly a little hungry, I remembered that I hadn't eaten dinner, I was just about to get up to buy some fast food from the nearby supermarket.

Suddenly, a strange sound rang out.

As if in the horizon or in front of me, the empty street was filled with a dull sound. It was the end of winter. As the night fell, the wind began to blow, and the wind began to rustle against my glass window. A few wisps of coolness blew into my room through the slightly less-than-closed cracks.

I couldn't help but shiver. I moved the sofa to the side of the radiator and sat down. My body felt much more comfortable.

"Tian Xing Jian, this gentleman will never stop strengthening himself!" The low voice suddenly trembles, and 'chaff' a few words, and suddenly, I feel a sense of fear.

Who was playing tricks on him? Would a suicidal ghost say such bold words? With such a lack of professionalism, and resentment in my heart, I quickly put on my clothes and ran out to see what was going on.

The street in the middle of the night was cold and quiet. The dead trees in winter, even with the wind still, compared to the time when they were swaying more solemn and ferocious.

There was a dark figure squatting at the corner of the corridor, and when he heard me coming down, he disappeared in a flash of surprise. That man bullied me in a strange place, and before I could catch up, he was crawling around in the streets and alleys. I didn't want to chase him anymore, but my mind was full of questions.

I'm sure it was a man. What was his purpose?

When I got home, I was filled with anger, and my hunger had been washed away by that bastard. First he made a cup of coffee, then he sat down on the sofa and started thinking.

I definitely wasn't the first person he scared. The only difference was that the timid ones were scared off while the fearless me just laughed it off.

The next morning, I felt refreshed, having forgotten all about the unhappy events of the previous night. After cleaning up, I put on the suit that Wang Yu gave me. It was also the only suit that I could see anyone in.

After taking a look in the mirror, I felt that my sight wasn't bad. I lowered my head and tied my tie, then picked up the task that the Division Chief assigned to me and headed to the "Eternal Spring Garden".

Sure enough, it's a place for the rich. There are many tall buildings here, and their decorations are very luxurious." The skylight was always a deep blue, as if one was in a dreamy and comfortable ocean. The warm sun shone on the pine trees on both sides of the streets of the district, making them appear even greener and fresher. As I set foot on this land, I felt that my entire being had become much more lively, so someone said that the soul of a city is mainly built in its prosperous district. As "the pioneers of socialism", they paid a lot and got a lot.

107 was a duplex villa with its own beautiful little garden. An elderly gardener was sitting in a chair, holding a pair of scissors and arranging the pots of flowers he had just brought out of the greenhouse to bask in the sun.

The gate was an anti-theft electric lock. Just like the old fences, one could see the luxury inside. There was a walkie-talkie at the door. I pressed the doorbell and a young woman's voice sounded, "Who are you looking for?"

I know there's a head on my head that can see me. He hurriedly smiled and said, "I'm here to look for Mister Duan Qingxiang."

It said, "Did he ask you to come? "Why haven't I seen you before?"

I knew that interrogating customers was a common problem among rich people, so I didn't get angry. I smiled and said, "I'm an employee of Yellow Ox. Mister Duan had originally invited our Division Chief, Li Fu, to come today, but he couldn't come because he had something to do. I brought this document to Mister Duan for him."

The woman said bluntly, "Wouldn't it be fine if you said you didn't know my father? Why are you being so long-winded!? "

I replied, feeling wronged, "You asked me this!" I started to hate this woman from the bottom of my heart. Why was she so arrogant?

The woman said angrily, "You dare to blame me?" His tone was filled with the feeling of wanting to curse.

"Sigh!" This is really bad. " I muttered in my heart. However, I still had some understanding of Miss Qian Jin's personality, so I hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm not blaming you. Please tell Mister Duan why I'm here, so that I can meet with him. If it comes down to it, please forward this document to him. "

As I spoke, my good impression of Duan Qingxiang had already been greatly reduced. "To think that his daughter had such a good temper as a young lady, completely inheriting the bad habits of rich people. How strong could he be himself?" Your son is unfilial, your father was wrong. " Hopefully, he wouldn't be able to fulfill that phrase, "the lower beam is not correct, the upper beam is crooked"!

According to the information, Duan Qingxiang had lost his wife early on and never married again. There was a woman about my age.

Seeing my humble temper, Duan Qingxiang's daughter finally felt a bit better. Evil Hands didn't hit a person with a smiling face. It seemed that this girl had no sense of place in her heart, so her way of doing things was in a whim.

She opened the door herself to meet me.

I couldn't help but take a close look at this arrogant woman.

She was an enchanting beauty who had just left the young girl's emotional side. Her clean, sexy and wild attire proved that she was a female representative who had surpassed the others. Her hair was straight, her eyes were bright and clear, and her mouth under her small nose was as tender and delicate as a cherry. With her white teeth and lively movements, it was easy to tell that she was a girl who liked to joke around. She was quite tall for a woman, and her figure was especially graceful and sexy.

Such a beauty, aiya! It's the kind that countless wolf friends covet the most! — With a grudge in my heart, it looks like I still quite hate people, B4ing!

She must have seen me on closed-circuit television, but when she saw me, her eyes lit up, and I realized that she had a pair of perverted eyes

I was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, feeling uncomfortable all over under her gaze. He quickly broke the ten seconds of silence and greeted her with a smile, "Hello."

I am gentle, and won't offend you again. I was secretly worried about my fate when I met such a beauty.

She did not give up on me because of my words, and I could not help feeling a pang of anger, but I did not dare to contradict her, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, let her see my "looks."

The beauty walked out on her own. At this moment, she finally emerged from her own thoughts. Blinking his eyes, he seemed to have made a decision.

She said to me, "If you want to see my father, you have to promise me something."

The businessman's daughter, who really had inherited the genes of her parents, told me the conditions without saying a word. I asked, "What is it?"

She giggled and "sinisterly" said, "When you see my dad later, just pretend you're my boyfriend. Do you understand?"

I was very surprised at this suggestion, but my expression didn't change. She and I play Mystery, I might as well be Mystery.

I actually nodded and replied, "Sure!"

Hehe, playing with my mind, I'm still very young. With his mouth wide open in disbelief, he asked me, "Don't you want to know why?"

I smiled as I shook my head and said, "Miss, if I ask you this, won't such a beautiful girl fall from the sky just because I'm pretending to be your boyfriend?"

She gave a disdainful "hmph" and turned her head and said, "Come with me. Don't speak nonsense when you're inside. Do you understand?"

Duan Qingxiang sat by the desk, engrossed in reading Analects of Confucius .

He had reached the "end of the world" age, and his attitude of reading was peaceful. His attitude was that of a gentleman who could not ask for food or food, or could not ask for peace!

Duan Qingxiang was a dignified square face. Because he had lived a peaceful life this year, his skin revealed a healthy luster. However, if one were to look closely, one would realize that rich people also had their own troubles. His short hair had unknowingly lowered his momentum as a millionaire! "In his gold-rimmed reading glasses and a Tang suit of free rhythm, no one who didn't know him would have guessed that he was a rich man. Instead, I thought he looked like an old scholar.

At this time, he was completely immersed in the book. He could not help but shake his head and softly mutter, "How can one be poor, rich, and lacking in pride?" After he finished, he closed his eyes gently, as if he was thinking about the answer of the sage.

I could not help but be influenced by his imposing aura. I replied, "But it is the same. If you are not poor and happy, then you are rich and well-mannered."

This was said in the fifteenth verse of the first chapter of the Analects, "Learning and First." What he meant was, "If you are poor and don't feel pain, and if you are rich and don't pretend to be rich, can you do it?" I replied that I could, without the usual joys of poverty, and that it would be fine to be rich and not forget to be polite and friendly.

When he woke up, he realized that I and his daughter were standing in front of him.

He looked at me and asked with a friendly smile, "Young man, who are you?"

Just as I was about to reply, the beauty beside me answered first, "Dad, he's my boyfriend. Call …"

I fainted. She actually forgot to ask for my name and still dares to pretend to be my girlfriend?

Seeing her wink at me, I immediately answered, "Uncle, I'm Huang Wei, an employee of the securities brokerage."

Duan Qinxiang's expression darkened as he looked at me with disdain. Then, he criticized his daughter in a forceful tone, "Le'er, why are you talking about your boyfriend again? Have you forgotten your engagement?! "I'm telling you, there's no end to you and the others. It would be better for you to spend more time with Yun Qing and not find these ignorant people to come back!"

So her name was Duan Le'r.

Duan Le'er immediately became furious again. She complained to her father, "What fiancé? I don't have any." "What era is it now? People from your generation decided our lives before we were born. Do you know that this is a violation of our autonomy?"

Duan Qinxiang snorted angrily and said, "The Four Churches of the Son: Wen, Dao, Zhong, and Xin. Since I've promised others, I naturally can't go back on my word. "

She shook her head in disagreement, raised her decibels, and angrily protested, "You promised me that. I didn't. I would never marry that fool. "

Duan Qingxiang angrily slammed his hand on the table as he domineeringly said, "Being a father at home won't stand for your disobedience." Pausing for a moment, without waiting for Duan Le'er to retort, he sincerely said: "Nie Yun is a good person, treating people with sincerity, elegance, and education. Could it be that he can't compare to a small employee?"

I gradually began to understand why he was so scolding me. No wonder Duan Le'r was so furious earlier. So it was because of his father's second marriage.

I finally got to know Duan Qingxiang. He was actually a loyal "scholar fan", who treated Kong Lao Er's thoughts as the basic principles of being a human being. Naturally, he couldn't help but look down on me, a "vulnerable group", just like how Confucius despised handicrafts back then.

I also know that Duan Le'er's fiancé's family background is definitely extraordinary, but Duan Le'er doesn't think much of him. He's probably like the movie where he's acting in the movies, an unskilled second generation ancestor.

My mind raced as I interrupted with a tone that was neither sorrowful nor haughty, saying, "You're the one who is untalented, and each of you speaks of your son as well. "The carp also died without a coffin; I did not walk in vain, thinking that I could walk behind a doctor, and that I could not walk in vain."

Playing 'Analects', I won't lose to anyone! Thus, she followed his tone and told him her meaning. "Whether or not you have the ability to do so doesn't depend on how good your father is. Those of us who are of low birth can also become dragons and phoenixes."

When he heard what I said, he was obviously stunned before he sized me up from top to bottom. I smiled in response and raised my spirit to confront him solemnly.

Naturally, he wouldn't change anything just because of my words. He put down the 'classic' in his hands and compared me to literary talent. He disdainfully said to me, "Only a woman and a vile person can bring up such a difficult situation!" The nearer the better, the more discord there is. "

He naturally thought that I was looking for his daughter to be my friend because I had taken a fancy to his family's property. He treated me like a pretty boy next to a rich woman.

I laughed and joked, "Guan Jiu Jiu, on the River Continent. A beautiful lady is someone that a noble should be able to get his hands on. "

This sentence was easy to understand and Duan Le'er couldn't help but blush. She glared at me and continued to listen to me and his father's retort with interest.

He obviously wasn't satisfied with my answer, so he retorted, "Zi Xia asked me:" She has a beautiful smile and looks forward to it. "What is it?" Confucius said, "Draw after the fact."

This means that the beautiful image should be painted on a piece of plain paper with good texture. Of course, I am not worthy of his daughter.

I said, "A gentleman is neither a man nor a woman. There is no one who dares to be slow. He is nothing to be proud of!"

Talented people naturally would not casually reveal their talents. As the saying goes, one cannot reveal one's true abilities.

I didn't wait for him to say anything more and continued, "If three people walk together, my master will definitely have something to say. Do you know why? "

Now that he had finally returned from two thousand years ago, Wen Wen's tongue had gone numb. The only way to end this competition for endorsement was to use questions to attract the attention of the other party.

Duan Qinxiang's face instantly turned ashen. From his strong aura, he returned back to being an ordinary old man.

His childhood was painful.

Living in a large landowner's family, young people have full of experience, deep business. But at the wrong time, he was beaten black and blue by the political enemies of his assets.

In order to protect his ancestral tablet, he didn't want to be beaten into an anti-movement by the entire family property. He decided to leave his hometown and go to the bottom of the countryside to wash his background red. Then he returned home and bought a plot of land that he thought would have great development in the future and built his ancestors' graves in Paradise. With a backup, he went to join the army. He did not like to play around in the government, and after leaving the army, he would do small business everywhere.

He loved to make friends and often talked about the times and plans to develop his business.

At that time, this kind of thought was very dangerous. He did everything very carefully, and it would be beneficial for him to do so. However, he was a traditional "Confucian businessman", and believed that "princes love money, and there is a basis for this." Don't do anything against your conscience. It was just that "time drains human nature". Whenever there was a slight frown between him and his success, his friend would either knock on the door and leave, or he would be too timid and would not dare to rush in. He was often isolated in a place where he could not advance or retreat.

I could not bear him to dwell on his sorrowful memories, and to show my respect by watching his wrinkles deepen a few more, I answered for him: "There are always horses and horses, and there are never many Bole. What you need for your success is an opportunity to cooperate with a thousand li horse like yourself. "

He closed his heart and forgot about his daughter's matter. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Wealth can be sought, and I will do the same to those who wield a whip." "If you can't ask me for it, let me have it."

When I saw his transformation from the overweeningly arrogant head of the clan to such resignation, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "It seems that he was hurt too deeply."

I suddenly snorted and said, "Everyone has their own ambitions, but they don't work together." With that, he tossed the stack of documents onto his desk and turned to leave.

Father and daughter were stunned by my sudden change in attitude, and by the time they could react, I was already at the door.

"Hold it right there!" Duan Qingxiang's dignified voice sounded.

Please don't try as hard as I did.

I turned around and stared at Duan Qingxiang.

Duan Le'er angrily shouted: "How dare you speak to my dad like that?!"

I ignored her and continued to look at Duan Qingxiang with an expressionless face.

"Who the hell are you?" Duan Qingxiang wasn't an idiot so he naturally noticed the clues.

Now, I didn't have the time to play games with Duan Le. I honestly told him, "Actually, I don't know your daughter."

Duan Le'r was furious. She pointed a delicate hand at my head and shouted, "You!"

Before she could say anything, I continued, "I'm a subordinate of Division Chief Li Fu, the intermediary of Yellow Ox. I've come to see you this time to deliver the documents you requested."

The customers are all parents, I said politely.

Duan Qingxiang was a person who had just met someone. It was their habit to never take responsibility for a misunderstanding. It was as if he had completely forgotten about the unpleasant conversation just now. He hurriedly invited me to sit down.

He smiled and asked me, "Young man, from the looks of it, you don't seem like someone who works as a laborer. What kind of education do you have?"

I shook my head and replied, "Mr Duan, do you really think that education determines everything? To tell you the truth, I don't have a single piece of proof. "

I had already guessed that his reaction to this was one of disapproval. His mind, which had developed since his time, would no longer value people who were "on paper". He would like people like me, who were "in the real world".

He nodded slightly, stroked his sparse white beard with one hand, and laughed: "You seem to know me very well. It suits my taste to talk. "

I honestly told him, "Before I came here, I studied your detailed information."

He seemed a little surprised. He laughed self-mockingly and said, "What is there to study about a nouveau riche?"

I said confidently, "I wouldn't think so, even if anyone would think of you as a nouveau riche. How could a nouveau riche buy a hundred acres of land in Jintian Village in 1994 when the real estate went down? Plus your Zu family's land, at the end of last year, sold for 5 million, making you one of the richest families in the area. Also, I'm guessing that if you sold out earlier, you would have continued to raise the price of the property. You are not a person who would sit idle, are you? "

He laughed and said, "The people who really know me are finally here. Unfortunately, she was born 30 years late. I helplessly watched dozens of great opportunities pass by me, but unfortunately, the most painful part of the shopping mall wasn't the lack of funds or talent. It was the fact that no one could help me out. My old man has lived half his life for nothing. But since the 1990s, times have been growing so fast that I've seen less and less, and I'm getting old. What else can I do? "

He sighed endlessly, suddenly becoming much older.

I couldn't bear to see him in such a state so I loudly asked, "Is there a limit to my studies?"

He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "The younger generations are truly fearsome!" He also used a single sentence to answer his current mood: "How do you know if someone has come today? "Forty, fifty, and no more than forty, and he is not afraid."

I laughed out loud and said, "Mister Duan, you've been tricked too deeply by Confucius. In fact, the way of doing business and Confucius's thought were incompatible. The Confucian merchants were just another form of deceit. The word 'deceitful' referred to methods, not true treachery. It is not enough for you to become a true businessman without your own unique means. As long as you have your own set of methods, you will not be abandoned by any era! "

When I said those words, Duan Qingxiang blushed and nodded to me, "Well said, better than anyone else." Maybe I really need to change it. "

When he was really interested, he asked the servant to pour me a cup of tea. At this moment, I noticed that the beautiful Duan Le'er had long since lost the interest to listen to what we were saying, and thus didn't know where she went.