The Yan Family …
(Want to collect, want to buy monthly tickets)
There was no shortage of officials in Beijing and rich people in Shanghai. Rich people all lived in luxury houses. Young people liked the flats of hundreds of square meters on both sides of the Bund. Old people preferred the single-family villas in Sheshan. If they had not put down their responsibilities and continued to burn their remaining passion, they would definitely have a villa in the city.
In Shanghai, how much was a real rich person's net worth? After all, the housing prices in Shanghai were skyrocketing. A random relocated household in the suburbs had a net worth of tens of millions. There were many people who had a net worth of hundreds of millions just from the demolition. Therefore, the real rich person had at least one billion yuan.
There was an old man over 70 years old living in a single-family villa in Sheshan Zi Yuan. Everyone knew that there were many hidden rich people in this society. The old man should be one of them. No one could calculate his specific net worth, but it was definitely at least ten billion yuan. There were many people like this in Shanghai, but the old man was relatively low-key. People only knew his influence, but did not know how big his family's business was.
This single-family villa, including the courtyard, was thousands of square meters. The old man liked to call the large single-family villa a small courtyard. Most of the time, he lived in an old house in Sheshan Zi Yuan or Jing 'an. That was the first property his ancestors bought when they first came to Shanghai.
The most enjoyable time of the old man's day was to play with and clean his two cabinets of cameras. As long as there were cameras, the old man had collected them. He had never used most of the machines. When he could afford a good camera, the most expensive thing for him was time!
Now he did not have the energy or time. Even if he only played with the camera, he did not have the mood and time to do it every day. Then, he would call some of his closest old friends to watch old movies together. Half watching and half thinking, the two of them would just sit there and not say a word. Staring at the screen, the mind was in a half-thinking state. No one spoke. If you did not understand the context of the conversation, you would not be able to understand it.
What else did the old man like to do? Eat breakfast by himself.
The kind of crispy fried dough sticks, pickled vegetables, plain porridge. Put them in the courtyard and eat slowly. If he called his closest junior, this junior would get off early and come in from the side door. Why did he get off from far away? It was the same as why he came in from the servant's door! He was afraid to make any noise and disturb the old man's last few minutes of peace.
How are we going to eat breakfast? I'll take off my suit in the living room and let the servants bring it over. I'll put on my white shirt and wait in the courtyard. I'm not going to wear it casually!
What does breakfast look like? The young man pulled off the head and tail of a deep-fried dough stick and put them on the plate. He ate the middle part. The old man and the young man didn't talk much. The servant stood a few steps away and glanced at the deep-fried dough sticks in the bowl and plate. She didn't say anything else. She ate while watching the steam rising from the grass. Breakfast was finished.
When they walked into the house, it was the time for them to talk about business. They talked until the old man stood at the top of the stairs. Then they parted ways. The old man was very particular and picky, so few people disturbed his peace.
Today, there was a guest in the courtyard. It was a beautiful woman with outstanding temperament. She wore a plain dress and sat next to a young man in a white shirt. If one didn't know them clearly, he would think they were a couple or a couple.
The woman had her hair in a bun. Her eyes were clear and there was a faint smile on her face. She didn't say anything but stared at She Shan in the distance. At the same time, she waited for the old man who hadn't gotten up yet. The young man next to her was the old man's grandson. He had taken over the family business and the old man valued him very much. Besides, the old man's son didn't do proper work, so the grandson took up the responsibility. Fortunately, he didn't embarrass the old man. Now he was definitely one of the top young people in the Bund.
"Susu, sorry to keep you waiting for so long. Grandpa has already woken up and will be out soon." The young man had an extraordinary temperament, which was quite different from ordinary people. As a descendant of a big family, he was definitely not a mediocre person, unless he was really stupid. The second thing was whether he had a good heart or not. If he had a bad heart, then there was nothing he could do about it.
The old man's surname was Yan, and the young man's name was Yan Chaozong. The name was taken from the Mianshui in the Book of Songs.
"Chaozong, I know Grandpa Yan's schedule. I don't want to disturb Grandpa Yan's rest." The beautiful woman called Susu by Yan Chaozong pursed her lips and smiled, but she always made people feel a little distant.
"I heard that the fund you manage has another company listed in the United States. By the way, how's your charity bursary fund? I'm willing to do my bit." Yan Chaozong was very concerned about this beauty. Since he knew so many things, it was obvious that he did not hear it from others.
The full name of the beautiful woman was Lin Su. Her family and the Yan family were old friends. These days, the old man was not feeling well. Lin Su happened to be in Shanghai. Since it was the weekend, she came early to visit the old man.
Lin Su politely declined Yan Chaozong's kindness, but she still said, "At the end of next month, we have prepared a charity auction. If you're willing to help those children who don't go to school, you can come. We're very welcome."
"Okay, then I'll donate a few things to support your cause." Yan Chaozong said conveniently.
The air in Sheshan was very comfortable. At this moment, the sun had just risen. A servant hurried over to tell Yan Chaozong that the old man had come out. Lin Su and Yan Chaozong stood up at the same time. About two minutes later, the old man came out. He was wearing a white Tang suit. He didn't need anyone's help, nor did he need anyone's help. He walked slowly and steadily towards them.
The servants quickly brought the breakfast over. The temperature was controlled just right. After the old man walked in, Lin Su smiled and said, "Hello, Grandpa Yan."
The old man just waved his hand and asked them to sit down. He said nothing. Everyone knew the old man's strange temper, so they had long been used to it.
After the breakfast was served, it was still the same old rule. Lin Su did not know much about it, but Yan Chaozong respectfully picked off the two ends of the fried dough stick and put it on the old man's plate. The old man lowered his head to eat without saying a word. Lin Su felt a little embarrassed, and Yan Chaozong did not dare to speak at this time.
It was the most basic rule of the Yan Family not to talk while eating.
Lin Su was not used to this breakfast. When the old man put down the bowl and chopsticks, it was finally over. Yan Chaozong and Lin Su accompanied the old man to go back. At this time, the old man said, "Susu, how is your grandma?"
"Grandma is recovering well. She said she would come to Shanghai to meet her old friends when she has time." Lin Su could finally speak, so she replied with a smile.
The old man finally smiled, and the wrinkles on his face stretched a lot. He smiled and said, "People of our generation value relationships. But we are getting older, and there are fewer and fewer people alive. We can not see each other often. It's not easy for my old sister to miss us."
Old people were always easy to recall the past. Moreover, some old friends could only live in the memory.
"Grandpa, when you get better, I'll go out with you," Yan Chaozong said softly.
The old man shook his head and said, "I don't want to go anywhere. It's more comfortable to stay at home."
Since the old man said so, the two juniors did not dare to say anything more.
When they were about to walk to the top of the stairs, the old man stopped. He turned around and stared at Lin Su. "Susu, did your grandma tell you about you and Chaozong?"
Lin Su looked at the old man and was stunned. She subconsciously thought of something, but still shook her head and said, "Grandpa Yan, what's the matter?"
"She didn't say. Then there's no hurry," the old man replied with a smile. Then he turned around and said to Yan Chaozong, "Chaozong, if you have time, hang out with Susu. Don't always be busy with work."
"Grandpa, I know." No matter how stupid Yan Chaozong was, he knew what his grandpa meant. Moreover, he already knew about it, but he always kept a sense of propriety.
The old man waved his hand again, indicating that the two juniors did not need to see him off. He went upstairs alone. It was time for him to see his old friends.
"Susu, are you free today?" Yan Chaozong waited until his grandpa went upstairs and said.
Lin Su said thoughtfully, "I'm quite busy. I have to meet the managers of a few startups later."
"Then I'll see you out." Yan Chaozong did not press her.
Yan Chaozong sent Lin Su to the car and waited until she was far away before he returned to the villa. He had mixed feelings about Lin Su. His grandpa wanted to unite with the Lin family by marriage. He did not object to it as long as Lin Su was willing. Anyway, he was very satisfied with Lin Su. However, he always felt that Lin Su would not agree so easily.
It seemed that this would be a long battle. Yan Chaozong sighed.
At this time, a middle-aged man hurried to the villa. He did not go to the old man, but to Yan Chaozong directly. He frowned and said, "Young Master, we still haven't found Zhou Wenwu."
Yan Chaozong squinted and said, "You still haven't found him? Could Zhou Wenwu really be dead? "
"Should we tell the old man?" The middle-aged man was one of the managers of the Yan family. However, when it came to Zhou Wenwu, he did not dare to make a decision.
Yan Chaozong shook his head and said, "No need. He's just a small character. There's no need to disturb my grandpa. He was just an adopted son of the old housekeeper of the Yan family. It doesn't matter if he's dead. Our Yan family treated him well. If it weren't for our Yan family, he would have died many times over these years."
"So we don't care?" The middle-aged man did not understand.
Yan Chaozong sat on the chair and thought for a while. After a while, he said, "We still have to investigate. Everyone knows that Zhou Wenwu has our Yan family behind his back. How dare they touch him? This is like a slap to our Yan family's face. I want to know who is so capable."
"Okay, I know what to do." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Oh yes, Young Master, Zhao Dongsheng wants to see you. Zhou Wenwu has been working with him and was ready to take over Han Guoping's business. Now that Zhou Wenwu is dead, he can't even protect himself. He wants to climb up the Yan family's big tree."
After Yan Chaozong heard the name, he sneered and said, "Zhao Dongsheng? Who does he think he is? How can he be friends with the Yan family? Ignore him. "
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