Hao Ren rushed out of Fifth Heaven and patrolled around before returning to East Ocean University for classes.
Time flew by, and Hao Ren took Little White to walk around the library at noon. During the afternoon class, Xie Yujia, who was sitting in front of him, turned around and gave him a bright smile.
Hao Ren knew that Xie Yujia was a very emotional and rational person. Sometimes, she would rather suffer for herself than for others to be unhappy. She wanted everyone around her to be happy, even if she wasn't standing in the center of the crowd.
Xie Yujia's smile was to thank Hao Ren for taking her to see her parents, but it made Hao Ren's heart ache a little when he saw it.
"Xie Yujia didn't want to live in my home. She tried her best to stay with Grandma and didn't cause any trouble for my parents, but she still missed her own parents."
At this thought, Hao Ren felt like he should treat Xie Yujia better.
The bell rang, signaling the end of Friday's classes.
Hao Ren quickly packed up his stuff and walked to the front of the classroom.
"Yo, you didn't sit by Yujia in class, and now you are in a hurry to come over!" Ma Lina, who was sitting beside Xie Yujia, teased Hao Ren.
Xie Yujia patted Ma Lina's shoulder and squeezed her body in front of her. She smiled at Hao Ren and said, "Let's go!"
Hao Ren smiled back and led Yujia to the door of the classroom.
Ma Lina, who was sitting by her seat, froze for a few seconds. She looked at Xie Yujia and Hao Ren's backs and inhaled slowly. "When did Hao Ren's smile become so charming?" she thought.
After returning to the south dorm, Hao Ren went back to his dorm room to pack his stuff. Then, he went to Xie Yujia's dorm building to pick her up and take her to the bus stop. Xie Yujia didn't expect Hao Ren to be so meticulous today, and she wasn't used to it.
It was only four o 'clock in the afternoon when the two of them arrived at the seaside house.
Yue Yang, who was wearing a black and white knitted coat and a white apron, was busy cooking in the kitchen. Today, she specially went home early to cook a sumptuous dinner for her family. Since she wasn't good at cooking, she had been preparing since four o 'clock.
Xie Yujia saw Yue Yang in the kitchen, so she immediately put down what she was doing and went to help.
Zhen Congming had arrived home a long time ago. He was sitting on the sofa in front of the TV and playing the new PS3 that Hao Zhonghua bought for him.
Grandma, on the other hand, was very happy. She was drinking tea and watching the exciting scenes on the screen to cheer up her "godson", Zhen Congming.
"Big Brother!" Zhen Congming yelled when he saw Hao Ren.
Hao Ren was shocked by the way she addressed him, and he almost took a few steps back. Last time when he went to the West Ocean Dragon Palace, he pretended to be Zhen Congming's big brother, but he had never thought about being this big demon's big brother.
Especially Zhen Congming, who was usually arrogant, Hao Ren's eyes almost popped out when he called Hao Ren 'Big Brother'.
"Hehe …" Hearing Zhen Congming's words, Grandma immediately laughed happily.
Zhen Congming turned around and shouted. He then threw himself back into the exciting game. Grandma had promised him that as long as he called Hao Ren brother, she would buy him three more Blu-ray Disc sets.
Between pride and the game, Zhen Congming chose the latter decisively.
"The more I look at Congming, the more I like him. I will take him as my godson, and he will call you Big Brother, and you can treat him as your little brother," Grandma said to the confused Hao Ren.
"Oh, oh …" Hao Ren walked to the sofa cautiously and thought, "Grandma is really good at bribing a Transformation Realm demon beast like Zhen Congming to be her grandson with just a few thousand yuan of PS3."
Although Hao Ren didn't know what Zhen Congming's true form was, he knew that he had great potential since he could transform and was the disciple of Qiu Niu, one of the original nine dragons.
"He is already your little brother. Why don't you play with Congming for a while?" Grandma looked at Hao Ren and urged him.
Seeing that Zhen Congming was enjoying himself, Hao Ren picked up the controller and played with him. In the game, Zhen Congming was having so much fun shouting and killing that he didn't look like a demon beast at all. Little White and him were birds of a feather.
"Time to eat! Time to eat! "Yue Yang came out of the kitchen and yelled.
With a few drops of sweat on her forehead, Xie Yujia helped Yue Yang bring out the dishes with a smile. Hao Zhonghua, who was busy with work upstairs, finally came to the living room.
As an elder, Grandma was very happy to have a family reunion. Yue Yang's sincerity in cooking a table of dishes today was enough to restore her previous impression of Yue Yang.
To make the atmosphere in the house livelier, Grandma switched the TV to the news channel and called out to everyone, "Let's eat!"
For Grandma, work was secondary. The most important thing was that the family could get together and eat together happily every day.
"Ren, um … Zi's dad's company is doing well, right?" Hao Zhonghua suddenly changed the topic and asked Hao Ren.
"No … What's wrong?" Hao Ren answered uncertainly.
"Oh … I heard some rumors that Mingri Group isn't doing well and has suffered a lot of losses. I'm a bit worried, so I asked you," Hao Zhonghua said.
"Is that so?" Grandma frowned slightly. "Speaking of which, I haven't been playing the stock market lately, but I saw a few stocks the other day. It seems like Mingri Group's stock price has been dropping recently."
"Um … It's normal for the stock market to go up and down," Hao Ren answered with a smile.
"No, I'll go check again!" Grandma suddenly left the table and went upstairs with the help of the railing.
Seeing this, Hao Zhonghua and his family all put down their chopsticks and waited anxiously for Grandma to come back. Only Zhen Congming didn't understand the stock price, so he took the opportunity to put a few pieces of the best braised pork into his bowl.
A few minutes later, Grandma walked back to the living room with the help of the railing. She sat down with a heavy expression and said, "I just checked the records for the past few days. Zi's dad's stock price has been dropping for seven days in a row."
Hearing Grandma's words, Hao Zhonghua and Yue Yang's expressions changed slightly. They didn't have much contact with the business world. Even if they heard some rumors, they wouldn't confirm them. However, the stock market had been doing well recently. When Grandma said that she was making money with a smile on her face, the stock of Mingri Group dropped to the bottom limit, which was suspicious.
"Is there anything we can do to help?" Yue Yang asked Hao Zhonghua who was sitting across from her.
Hao Zhonghua frowned and couldn't answer. Mingri Group was a big corporation in China, and its cash flow was hundreds of millions of yuan. They were only doing scientific research and didn't have the power to change the business landscape.
"Zhonghua, call Zi's family and ask about the situation," Grandma said.
"Mom, it's not appropriate. Zi's dad might be worried, and it's not a good idea to call him and ask about it, "Yue Yang tried to persuade her.
"Then tell them that no matter what, I still want Zi even if they go bankrupt," Grandma straightened her back and said stubbornly.
"Also, tell them not to worry about the business. I have 800,000 yuan in savings, and I'll give it all to them if they need it, so they can make a comeback," Grandma continued.
800,000 yuan was a drop in the bucket compared to the daily losses of Mingri Group. Grandma didn't understand these things, but her loyalty to Hao Ren was genuine.
"Mom, don't worry. It's normal for the business to rise and fall." Hao Zhonghua could only comfort Grandma.
In fact, he was worried as well. Even if he wasn't a businessman, he knew that the company's business was facing a huge crisis since the stock had fallen for seven days in a row.
There was a moment of silence, and Hao Zhonghua regretted bringing up this topic. At this moment, the TV broadcast a new piece of news.
"Mingri Group, a famous business corporation in China, has fallen into a crisis recently. It's rumored that Mingri Group is going to replace its top management, which has shaken the stock market. Mingri Group's stock has fallen for seven days in a row, and the loss of Mingri Group in China has led to a chain reaction in its branches around the world. According to experts' conservative estimates, Mingri Group's global losses are more than 200 million yuan every day …"
The news shattered Hao Zhonghua's comfort toward Grandma.
Grandma's face darkened at once.
Hao Ren could imagine that such news would cause Mingri Group's stock market to fall further. Instantly, the image of a skyscraper collapsing appeared in his mind.
Of course, the news wasn't necessarily true. He knew the reason why Mingri Group was in a crisis. It was because the other dragon clans on land had cut off their business with Mingri Group.
Doing business was like running water, and it had to be reciprocated in order to survive. The East Ocean Dragon Clan was the first to try doing business on land. Their business grew larger and larger, and their foundation on land became more stable. In order to prevent other dragon clans from criticizing the East Ocean Dragon Clan, Mingri Group had been trying to promote the businesses of the other dragon clans on land for more than a decade. However, now that these dragon clans had turned against them, Mingri Group had lost several of its biggest business partners, and it was easy to imagine the predicament it was in.
Forces had territories, but businesses didn't. If Mingri Group fell, the other dragon clans that had grown stronger would divide Mingri Group's business influence and even open branches in East Ocean City one by one.
Just when Hao Ren figured it out, the news took a turn...
"Zhao Haoran, the chairman of Mingri Group's overseas investment department, announced that he will return to China soon. This is the first time he has returned to China since he took charge of Mingri Group's overseas business in 20 years …"
Hao Ren looked toward the direction of the TV.
"Zhao Haoran? Is he Zhao Yanzi's Second Uncle in the U.S.?"
He thought. His eyes were fixed on the TV, and what he saw was a picture of a white-haired old man with an angry look and a cane in his hand.
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