"Sheng Chen. Sheng Chen smiled lightly, "If you don't come back in the middle of the year, it will be difficult to revisit the morning in one day...... Okay, my name is over, it's time for Fang Shanmu. ”

Fang Shanmu waved his hand: "Set a rule first, who will say that you can't lose first?"

"Yes. Lin Xinghe had a satisfied expression on his face, "In order to feel the king's thoughts, he taught the priests to look diligently - Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred". ”

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. Fang Shanmu did not show weakness.

"Okay, pass. Lin Xinghe blurted out almost without thinking, "Thousands of miles to the plane, Guan Shan is like a fly-mountain." ”

"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy, and the king doesn't know ......" his own name, Fang Shanmu is still very confident, "Haha, there are 'mountains' and 'trees'." ”

"The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the grass and trees in the spring of the city are ......" Lin Xinghe's face turned slightly, "Okay, your name has passed, who should be next." ”

"I, mine, my name is Cheng Pengpeng, successful Cheng, a mortal word under the cursive word ......" After speaking, Cheng Pengpeng stuck out her tongue proudly, she could finally vent her anger for Uncle Fang, her name was mispronounced by many people before, not to mention that it could be included in the poem.

Lin Xinghe nodded: "There is a sentence in the Book of Songs, Peng Peng and millet seedlings, the ...... of rain ointment" and thought slightly, "The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir and is unknown to people - it is still "Song of Long Hatred". ”

Fang Shanmu immediately answered: "Just continue "Song of Long Hatred" - the golden house is dressed up as a delicate night, and the jade building banquet is drunk and spring. He smiled slightly, "I already have the intention of Pengpeng, and I will be wide in the spring...... Does Uncle Lin know whose poem it is?"

Lin Xinghe thought for a moment: "I can't remember clearly, it should be a poet of the Song Dynasty?"

"Amazing, a glass to Uncle Lin. Fang Shanmu admired it sincerely, if he hadn't known Cheng Pengpeng for a long time, he wouldn't have known the poem just now, and he used to search for it out of curiosity about Cheng Pengpeng's name.

Lin Xinghe was not polite, and clinked glasses with Fang Shanmu, but touched his lips and put it down: "It's still a tie, whose name should it be." ”

"I, I, my name is Hu Pan, Gu Yue Hu, and I look forward to it. Hu Pan couldn't hold back, "I think my parents gave me this name just to hope for a son, and today is just the right time to let Uncle Lin culture, haha." ”

Lin Xinghe barely paused: "The remnants are in tears, and the king is looking south for another year...... Lu You's poems. "A slight groan," leaning on the east wind, smiling, looking forward to Wanhua being ashamed...... The word of Xin Qiji. ”

Fang Shanmu cast a pleading gaze at Sheng Chen.

Sheng Chen did not disappoint him: "The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the ......snow flew in August," she smiled, "Shanmu, the next word 'hope', you can say it." You definitely will. ”

Fang Shanmu coughed a few times: "The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful...... Ha ha. ”

"Mine, my name itself is a brand name, my name is Jiang Chengzi. Jiang Chengzi also hurried to join in the fun.

Jiang Chengzi...... It's a good name, but 'Jiang' and 'Cheng' are relatively simple, just say 'Zi'. "Lin Xinghe is the one who does it every time," Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop - Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine". ”

"This doesn't bother me. Fang Shanmu laughed, "Giving birth to a son should be like Sun Zhongmou - Xin Qiji's words." ”

Then, the two of them went back and forth again, and said the names of everyone present. Some Fang Shanmu knew it himself, and some needed Sheng Chen's help, but anyway, he still didn't tell the winner, and there was a draw.

Sheng Chen smiled: "It's not okay to go on like this, how can a tie be counted? You can't keep comparing, can't you?" Uncle Lin, why don't we draw a new frame?"

Lin Xinghe also realized the problem, he used to compete with others, invincible, but today he actually failed to defeat Fang Shanmu, although Fang Shanmu has Sheng Chen's help, but it is also an extremely strong opponent, he pondered for a moment: "In this way, we take victory and defeat as the theme, and each say three lines of poetry, whose poetry has the most far-reaching meaning, who is the final winner." ”

"The idea is the most far-reaching, who has the final say?" Lin Sansui disagreed, "If you let everyone vote, everyone will definitely vote for Uncle Fang." If you have the final say, it's hard to be impartial. ”

"I've got the final say!" Lin Xinghe snorted coldly and sternly, "Do you think I'm going to cheat? I made a special trip to the capital to see you, and I showed the sincerity to solve the problem!"

Lin San-year-old wanted to muster up the courage to contradict his father in front of everyone, but he was pressed by his father's momentum and sat back again. No way, growing up under the authority of my father since I was a child, there is a deep-rooted cringe.

Does everyone have a sense of awe, love, or respect for their parents? Lin Sansui also discussed this issue with Jiang Chengzi, Jiang Chengzi's feelings for his parents are average, and he can't talk about fear or love, he just feels that his parents have to let go, and he doesn't feel anything else.

Maybe everyone feels different about their parents, just because of the environment in which they grew up in childhood. What kind of environment you grow up in, what kind of psychology you will have towards your parents.

"I believe in Uncle Lin's character!" Fang Shanmu hurriedly stepped forward to solve the siege, "A person who is so knowledgeable will definitely speak with facts." Okay, just listen to Uncle Lin's words, and three sentences will determine the winner. Or do I have one time?"

On the surface, Fang Shanmu was polite, but Fang Shanmu didn't wait for Lin Xinghe to speak, and immediately said: "The victorious and defeated soldiers are unexpected, and they are men who are ashamed and ashamed." The children of Jiangdong are talented, and their comeback is unknown. ”

"Okay, Du Mu's "Wujiang Pavilion" is written by Xiang Yu. Lin Xinghe was itchy for a while, and couldn't help but say a few words, "Dapeng rode the wind one day and soared to 90,000 miles......"

"Good, imposing. Fang Shanmu applauded, "There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea." ”

"Yours is also good, there is weather. Lin Xinghe nodded again and again, unconsciously, he had a good impression and appreciation of the other mountain and wood, "The second sentence - the road is long, I will go up and down and seek." ”

"The third sentence, please Uncle Lin first. Fang Shanmu took a step back to show his respect, he was also full of admiration for Lin Xinghe, although Lin Xinghe did have a stubborn and inflexible side, but he was really knowledgeable, very good, and reasonable, not blindly stubborn and unreasonable.

"Okay, the last sentence will decide the winner. Lin Xinghe didn't speak immediately, but was slightly silent for a while, "The victory or defeat of the soldiers is often different, and when will they fight...... Wen Tianxiang's poem. ”

"It's your turn. Lin Xinghe was complacent about the victory, "On momentum, heroism, and pattern, Xiaofang, you are doomed." ”

"If you lose, you lose, and a lot of things really don't matter if you win or lose, especially between father and son. At home, there is no winning or losing, only affection. Fang Shanmu laughed, "My last sentence is: Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times!"

"Sometimes, we win and we lose. Sometimes you win the love and lose the reason. A family, no matter how much they fight, is a family after all, blood is thicker than water, and love is greater than reason. Fang Shanmu got up and bowed to Lin Xinghe, "You are an elder, no matter whether you win or lose, I should respect your age and talent." ”

Lin Xinghe sat still, his expression was calm and his eyes were deep, and Lin San's heart was raised to his throat. Everyone did not speak, and quietly waited for the final moment to come.

After a while, Lin Xinghe slowly stood up and raised his wine glass: "The last glass of wine, I salute everyone." Thank you, Mr. Fang, thank you for teaching me a lesson today. has lived a handful of years, and has always been competitive, whether it is with outsiders or his own family, he always wants to win. Xiao Fang is right, he wins the truth and loses the feelings. I don't care about outsiders, and I have to divide a right or wrong with my family, so I fall behind. ”

"Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times...... What a beautiful picture, why do you have to spoil the scenery? It is better to meet each other with a pot of turbid wine, and many things in ancient and modern times are laughed and discussed. Lin Xinghe drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, you can do whatever you want when you are three years old, as long as you are happy." But I have one condition......"

Lin Sansui was just about to celebrate happily, but he was stunned again: "What is it?"

"You went home and took over as chairman, and all the business in the future will be entrusted to you, and I will officially retire from today. Lin Xinghe shook hands with Fang Shanmu, "Thank you Xiao Fang, you made me understand one thing, the world is so big, I want to go and see it." If you should let go, you should let go, and if you don't let go, you are torturing yourself and embarrassing others. ”

"I took over as chairman, can I still come to the capital?" Lin Sansui thought for a while, "Half of the time in the headquarters, half of the time in the capital, I like the cause of infinite care." ”

"You are the chairman, you have the final say. Wu Ying smiled disgustingly, "Silly boy, the chairman is the biggest official, who can care about you?"

Since Wu Ying appeared, he said a word, and a sentence made Lin Sansui jump with joy.

"Thank you Dad, thank you Mom. Lin Sansui turned around and bowed deeply towards Fang Shanmu, "Thank you, Uncle Fang." ”

After solving the two major problems of the company's employees one after another, Fang Shanmu was in a good mood, and after sending away Lin's three-year-old parents, he couldn't stand the coaxing of a group of young people, and took Sheng Chen to have supper.

Although Sheng Chen never eats supper and is very self-disciplined, he patiently accompanies Fang Shanmu. Seeing that Fang Shanmu was leading a group of enthusiastic young people, who seemed to be a few years younger, she was both relieved and happy in her heart. Starting a business made her open her eyes to see the world clearly, and the success of entrepreneurship allowed her to see the world, and also made her recognize the other side of Fang Shanmu.

Sheng Chen's heart is full of warmth, Fang Shanmu gets along well and harmoniously with everyone, he is real and natural, not pretentious or pretentious, and is sympathetic and patient with everyone. Think about how unreasonable she must have been when she made him so angry that she ran away from home.