A crown sedan with a Beijing A3 license plate went from the Beijing-Shenyang Expressway to the connecting highway in Beidaihe, the speed was not fast, but no vehicle dared to surpass it.

Speaking of Kyoto A3, those who are familiar with the license plate know that this is the license plate of the Kyoto City Government, and it is not particularly conspicuous in Kyoto City, where there are many cattle fork departments. But the car's front windshield is marked with a red and white "Guard" sign.

It was a middle-aged man who was driving.

Sitting in the car was a beautiful woman.

Although the sky was high and the clouds were light, her vision was excellent, but her eyes did not look at the lush farmland on the roadside and the lofty mountains beyond the Shanhaiguan in the distance. His eyes were full of anxiety and the gloom of early autumn.

Half an hour later, the crown car entered the Beidaihe villa area.

Beidaihe is a bustling coastal town only in the summer, and because of political reasons, it has less entertainment than the newly developed seaside resorts nearby, and its Linquan reef shore also seems to be a little more urban and reserved.

Just like the villa this woman entered.

This villa is different from other European-style villas, some of which are very aesthetic style of Chinese official architecture in the 6th and 70s of the twentieth century. However, the architectural style can also be seen to be very different from other houses.

Different from other villas, the exposed balcony has a bit of a light temperament in the simplicity. In addition, there is a considerable garden, which is well hidden under the high walls, at least from the outside, its ancient trees and flowers.

After being inspected by two soldiers, the woman Shi Shiran got out of the car and walked along the path covered with old wisteria, and under an ancient tree that hung like a pot lid, an old man of ten years old sat peacefully on a recliner under the tree.

The woman took two steps forward and shouted softly: "Grandpa! ”

In the dappled sunlight crumpled by the leaves, the old man opened his eyes. These eyes have experienced vicissitudes, but they are mixed with the calm after the ups and downs of life.

"Xiaowan is here." The old man's voice was not very clear, but it was full of charm, "Sit." ”

In the old man's kind voice, Huang Yuwan didn't dare to look at the old man's eyes, she stood silently in place, looked at the fallen leaves under her feet, and whispered: "Grandpa! I'm sorry I've caused you trouble. ”

The old man smiled, "Trouble? ”

Huang Yuwan knew that she had said the wrong thing, and she hurriedly explained: "I shouldn't alarm you and let you worry." ”

The old man smiled faintly, reached out and grabbed the crutches on the side of the recliner, and the life secretary and Huang Yuwan not far away quickly came to the old man's side, but they didn't dare to reach out to help each other.

"Come with me." The old man slowly straightened up and walked towards the tree-lined path.

"Whoa!" Huang Yuwan cautiously accompanied him.

"Xiaowan, the reason why people are complex is because people have consciousness and thoughts. Some people think that people are complex, suffering and hurting because of greed, but this is not the case. There are greedy animals, otherwise there would be no idiom like "birds die for food". Therefore, throughout the ages, how many heroes have been tortured to death by their own greed. ”

Huang Yuwan moved her lips, "Grandpa, I'm not short of money, I'm just unwilling to ......"

The old man smiled kindly, "Unwilling? You have had one characteristic since you were a child: conceit. Specifically, I'm smart, even smarter than everyone else. This is actually one of the manifestations of the inferiority complex, the superiority of the self-esteem. ”

Huang Yuwan didn't dare to open her mouth to refute. She brought huge financial losses to the family this time. Nearly 6 billion yuan of funds have been mobilized, some from banks, some from financing institutions, and even overseas investment banks. But without exception, the allocation of funds comes from the Huang family's connections.

"It's always been very difficult to know yourself. Especially when you occupy a height beyond ordinary people, it is even more difficult to realize yourself. "Who am I?" "Where am I from?" "Where am I going?" This is a philosophical question that you young people often talk about, in life and in the real world, some people become "tangled obsessive-compulsive" patients: those who should give up do not give up, and those who should insist do not persevere. ”

The old man walked for a while, gasping slightly, so he stopped, looked at Huang Yuwan and said, "Life has its own rules. None of us can be detached. Since there is a pattern, it is necessary to follow it. Isn't it popular on the Internet today that 'if you don't die, you won't die', and 'doing' means not doing things according to the rules. Anyone who violates this law will be punished. Some are *, some are soul, spirit. ”

"One has to learn to find one's place. Psychologists believe that "focus on the present moment and do what should be done", and Taoists think that "homeopathy" are all telling us the law. There are some things that you take too seriously and you lose. In the jungle, a wise lion will never run into the territory of a tiger, and if it does, it will definitely take its lions with it. Speaking of this, Huang Lao said earnestly: "If you insist on fighting with Ziyi, you will live in her shadow for the rest of your life." ”

"Don't you think it's scary? Your joys, sorrows, and sorrows are all accused by her? Huang Lao stared at her.

Huang Yuwan let out a long breath, bit her lip and said, "Grandpa! I was wrong. ”

Although it can be seen that her words are insincere, Huang Lao's qi cultivation kung fu has already been perfected. From the perspective of him and Song Lao's generation, they have no enemies, the only enemy is the long river of time, and to live is victory. From this point of view, he and Song Lao are compared to the body, and whoever goes first will lose first. Ordinary political wrestling can no longer affect them. But it can influence their descendants.

Huang Lao suddenly felt a little excited, and he turned around tremblingly, "You go to Secretary Qin, and he will help you deal with it." ”

Huang Yuwan knew that her grandfather was disappointed in her. She was silent.

Sending her grandfather to her life secretary, she walked into an office on the first floor of the villa.

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Gan Ziyi only wore evening dresses and high heels on some important occasions. For example, today, she specially wore a festive rose red, although her belly affected her figure a little, but she showed more and more obvious maternal brilliance, so that Wang Table and his team did not dare to look at her at the celebration banquet.

As her personal health worker, Gao Shuang also wore a black evening dress with a high slit. The dignified evening dress not only highlights her proud figure, but also elevates her temperament. It tickled the hearts of the King Table team and a young man. One man still asked her for her phone number.

In the past, it undoubtedly made her excited and complacent.

But today she couldn't lift her spirits.

He sat at the table, his waist was straight, and his eyes were full of pride and pride.

Today, Xu Jiaqiang's side did not move, and the stock price of Jinshan Mining gradually stabilized. No more fluctuations. This means that Xu Jiaqiang admits defeat and surrenders. He finally realized his dream and defeated the opponent who had been weighing on his head for several years.

Gan Ziyi smiled and raised her glass, "To you!" ”

All the people stood up.

Gao Shuang also reluctantly got up. At this time, she heard the sound of a phone in Gan Ziyi's bag.

She put down her wine glass, took out her mobile phone to look at the number, and whispered something to Gan Ziyi.

Gan Ziyi said sorry to everyone, then took her mobile phone to the corner of the hall, answered the phone, and said softly: "Hello Uncle Zhuang!" ”

The caller was Zhuang Dong, Song Lao's political secretary.

I don't know what Zhuang Dong said on the phone, Gan Ziyi's face showed disappointment, and after a while, she said softly: "I obey the overall situation." I could let her go this time, but not next time. ”

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