The economic conditions of the people who can go to this bustling shopping mall to consume should not be bad, and the men and women who come and go are very different from the people on Minsheng West Road. Standing at the door of the garage of the shopping mall, looking at the bustling crowd with different looks, although he was wearing a set of more than 10,000 clothes, Lu Shanmin still felt out of place with them.

Tonight's meal was a feast, but I felt a little lonely in my heart, thinking of eating barbecue and drinking beer with Zeng Yaqian at the barbecue restaurant, a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. Although the barbecue is not as good as the steak here, at least it is fun and peaceful. I didn't understand the reason why my grandfather practiced calligraphy but asked for peace of mind, but after a few months in the East China Sea, I finally knew what it was like. Although he is a mountain citizen, it does not mean that he is stupid, Zeng Yaqian's various actions have crossed the boundaries of ordinary friends, making him feel a faint different meaning.

At night, the East China Sea is more beautiful and colorful than during the day. Lu Shanmin looked at the colorful lights, grinned and smirked to himself, laughed for a long time, and showed a slight bitterness. He couldn't deny the happy feeling when he was with Zeng Yaqian, and he also deeply felt that he was getting farther and farther away from her. That kind of far, close at hand, far away in the world. It gave him a deep sense of powerlessness.

Even if the flow of people gathered near the shopping mall, Lu Shanmin saw Zeng Yaqian at a glance, her body was like a spotlight, so bright, so dazzling, all the people looked dull and colorless in front of her.

Lu Shanmin smirked, "It's over."

Zeng Yaqian smiled and nodded. "I ate three catties of beef, walk with me, and eliminate food."

"Hmm".

The two walked slowly, silent.

Walking out of a distance, Zeng Yaqian asked with a smile: "Are you tired?"

Lu Shanmin was stunned for a moment, only after walking a few steps, where did he get tired.

Zeng Yaqian pointed to the position on her chest, "Here."

Lu Shanmin pursed his lips and smiled, "It hurts."

Zeng Yaqian giggled, her eyes slightly red with laughter. The laughter like a silver bell was heard in Lu Shanmin's ears, but there was a trace of sadness.

Zeng Guoqiang clasped his hands crossed, and his index fingers moved slightly, "I had tea with Ma Guodong once two days ago."

"Is it Professor Ma from the High School of Finance"?

Zeng Guoqiang nodded, "In the entire financial college, he is the only one who can be called a professor."

Zeng Qingwen snorted, "I have read some of his academic journals, and he is a well-deserved economist."

Zeng Guoqiang smiled, "We are old friends many years ago, Lao Ma is also a first-class person in academics, his most regrettable thing is that he has not taught a first-class student all his life, when he drank tea with him that day, an old face smiled like a happy child, hehe, I have never seen him smile so happily."

Zeng Qingwen knew that what the old man was going to say later was the point, and listened quietly.

He said that he had taught all his life, and that others were full of peach and plums, but he had no harvest. I didn't expect that when I was getting old, I could still meet two flowers full of vitality under the sunset."

"He said that he had been teaching all his life, and Yaqian was the most talented and intelligent student he had ever met."

Zeng Qingwen smiled bitterly, Yaqian's previous grades were already very good and very smart, if it weren't for being angry with herself, not to mention Tunghai University, even Tianjing University would not be a problem.

Zeng Guoqiang smiled and asked, "Guess who the other flower is?"

Zeng Qingwen's chest was as if he had been hit hard, he almost couldn't breathe, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead unconsciously. When the old man said this, of course he could guess that although the bodyguard who secretly protected Zeng Yaqian had already told him that Lu Shanmin also went to the financial college to attend classes, he would never have imagined that a famous economist would value a mountain villager who graduated from primary school so much, which is tantamount to fantasy.

Zeng Guoqiang looked at Zeng Qingwen, who was pale, and said lightly: "Scared"?

Zeng Qingwen only felt that his head was buzzing, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Zeng Guoqiang continued: "Being so valued by Ma Guodong, even if he is a mountain villager, he is by no means an ordinary mountain villager." After a pause as he spoke, a pair of vicissitudes of life stared directly at Zeng Guoqiang, "Qingwen, Yaqian is not angry with you this time, she is serious."

Zeng Qingwen always thought that Zeng Yaqian was angry with him, so he deliberately got very close to a mountain villager. On the one hand, it was because Zeng Yaqian had often done such things before, and more importantly, he didn't dare to think about it seriously. If he was just angry, with Yaqian's character, he would naturally kick Lu Shanmin away in the future. If it was serious, with Yaqian's character, it would be a big trouble. With Yaqian's cleverness, would she not know the consequences of doing this? No, she clearly knew that being with a mountain villager as her identity would be a disaster for herself, her father, and the vast group. Will she compromise for the sake of her father and the interests of the family? No, with her father's understanding of his daughter, she will never compromise.

At this time, Zeng Qingwen understood why the old man, who likes to go to bed early, came to the office to find him in person at night. This is a family matter, but also a business matter, if not handled well, Haohan Group will inevitably have a devastating infighting.

Zeng Guoqiang slowly leaned back in the chair, looked at his pale son with some distress, and secretly sighed, if he only gave birth to one son, maybe things would not be so troublesome, even if he risked the market value of the group shrinking, it is not impossible to fulfill his most beloved granddaughter, blame himself for being too capable, and gave birth to three sons and two daughters at once. The key is that his genes are too strong, and these sons are not fuel-efficient lamps. When the time comes, if there is really an internal fight, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and I have not managed the company for many years, it is really a question whether I can hold it down, and maybe in the end, the country that I have done my best to build in my life will be completely destroyed. He has seen too many behemoths that have gone out of business in the family infighting.

Over the years, due to private life, Zeng Qingwen has always felt indebted to his daughter, and he has always thought about how to stitch up the relationship between father and daughter. But if it's soft, it doesn't make sense, and if it's hard, maybe the father-daughter relationship, which is already on the verge of being broken, will be completely broken. What's more, he really doesn't have the confidence to be tough against this daughter.

"Dad, you and I both know Yaqian's temper, no one can persuade her to do what she recognizes, and the only way to do this is to start with Lu Shanmin."

Zeng Guoqiang didn't seem to hear Zeng Qingwen speak, and didn't say anything, what a big intellectual like Ma Guodong can value him is nothing more than some simple qualities that return to the basics. A mountain villager, what Yaqian values about him, most of them are people with similar personalities to her.

Seeing that Zeng Guoqiang didn't speak, Zeng Qingwen said a little anxiously: "A mountain man who came out of a poor ravine came to the East China Sea just to make some money, one million, ten million, there is always a number that can move him."

Zeng Guoqiang didn't have any good way, smiled bitterly and sighed, "You try it."

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