Volume 7: Mr. Love, Elite Lawyer, and Two Conjectures about Marriage Chapter 522 Yuan Xudong and Xue Kexin's stepmother
Xue's living room. After leaving Huisi Company, Yuan Xudong rushed to Xue's house without stopping. He saw his future father-in-law Xue Guixiang sitting in the living room waiting for him. Looking at Xue Guixiang's expressionless face, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but smile with a guilty conscience:
"Uncle, is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Sit down, young man. What's making you so fussy?"
"Okay!"
Xue Guixiang looked up at Yuan Xudong, who was standing in front of him a little bit reserved, and invited him to sit down. He then poured Yuan Xudong a cup of tea that he had brewed himself. Yuan Xudong quickly took it respectfully with both hands and glanced at him. Xue Guixiang smiled and said,
"This is the new tea that my friend brought back from Fujian. Would you like to try it and see how it tastes?"
"Okay, thank you uncle!"
Glancing at Xue Guixiang, who was always smiling, Yuan Xudong unconsciously had the thoughts of an old fox. He took a sip of tea and commented:
"It tastes bitter at first but then becomes sweet. It has a nice aftertaste, a fragrance that leaves a lingering taste in your mouth and nose. It's a great tea!"
"Yes, it seems that you are also an expert on tea!"
Xue Guixiang was quite satisfied . He picked up the teacup on the tea tray, took a sip and said with a smile:
"Young people nowadays like to drink milk tea, coffee, and milk coffee. They are all foreign things. They have thrown away the good things passed down by their ancestors for thousands of years. It's such a pity!"
"Yes, it's a pity that many good things have been thrown away!"
Yuan Xudong nodded in agreement. He couldn't help but think of the ladies from noble families and beautiful girls from ordinary families in ancient times. Even among the prostitutes, there were some extraordinary women who only sold their art but not their bodies. Women at that time were generally chaste. Feudal ethics were oppressive in some ways, but some of the rules were very good. Now they have all been thrown away. For example, some brides would invite their friends to have sex on the eve of their wedding. It was simply a complete destruction of their values and their shamelessness.
Unfortunately, with the development of the times, the morals of the world are deteriorating, and people's hearts are no longer as they used to be. The word "profit" is the most important thing. As long as there is profit, there are many shameless people. Those who laugh at the poor but not at prostitutes are also on the stage and are rampant. Money can confuse people's hearts. Everyone wants to make money. Even children dream of becoming a star, a big boss or the like when they grow up. Those wealthy people are also household names. Some gossips about entertainment stars can attract national attention. It is simply a sick society and it is sad!
Students have also gradually succumbed to reality from the past idea of "studying for the rise of China". They study just for a piece of diploma. After graduation, they will find a good job, make money, take out a loan to buy a house, get married and have children, and use their whole lives to add bricks and tiles to the wallets of those capitalists. Facts have proved that the greatest wealth of the rich is not the money in their bank cards, but the poor. Their goal is not to make the poor rich, but to keep the poor poor. If the poor are rich, how can the capitalists let the poor work for them?
The truth is simple and many people can understand it, but the general trend cannot be violated. The values of the entire society are like this and ordinary people in it can only go with the flow. They can only work hard to make money within the rules, work hard to involuntarily, step on everyone around them, and strive to climb up, because only by improving their own class can they avoid poverty.
In fact, this world has always been very wonderful, but it has nothing to do with the poor. Whether it is luxury cars, villas, or some luxury goods, the best things belong to a small group of people at the top of the pyramid. The middle of the pyramid is the middle class in society, and the bottom of the pyramid is the lowest level of society. They bear the greatest social pressure, but can enjoy the least material and spiritual wealth.
Apart from necessary living expenses, it can be said that there is not much consumption. In the words of a certain entrepreneur, food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are just life, not consumption. The poor are just trying to survive, not enjoying life. The lower the people are at the bottom, the fewer choices they have. Similarly, in the words of a certain celebrity, he only does the job he likes and only does something meaningful. He can't understand why people do things they don't like. Isn't that a waste of their time?
Some experts also suggest that young people should get married and have children first, then work, and have two or three children. They should impose taxes on young people who do not get married or have children, and encourage girls in the country to marry black people because black people have great genes and each family has a net worth of at least three million, etc. This is simply a modern version of "Why not eat meat?". I don't know what these so-called experts are. They are either bad or stupid. The only suggestion the general public has for experts is that they should not make suggestions. It is too destroying and shocking!
Although Yuan Xudong is a rich man, he still sympathizes with the poor. The money he earns by sleeping at home for an hour is money that a poor person cannot earn in his entire life of hard work. As long as he and his descendants do not commit suicide, "wealth cannot last for more than three generations" is a joke designed to fool the poor, but poverty cannot last for more than three generations is very likely. If your family is poor, your grandfather and your father can marry a wife, but you may not. Then poverty cannot last for more than three generations, and it's over. This is a sad story.
Thinking about these messy social problems in his mind, Yuan Xudong secretly thanked God that he was a rich man. The disease of "poverty" is really terrible. In this world, most of the misfortunes surround the poor, and fate also likes to bully the poor, because the rich who have no shortage of happiness often get more happiness, and the unfortunate poor often become more unfortunate. As the saying goes, good people will be rewarded, but in fact, bad people often do well, and the good people are the ones who suffer.
Sitting opposite Yuan Xudong, seeing that he seemed to be in a trance, Xue Guixiang could not help but cough and frowned slightly.
"What are you thinking about, so absorbed in it?"
"Oh, I was thinking about donating some money to charity. Uncle, what charity do you think is good?"
Hearing Xue Guixiang's cough, Yuan Xudong came back to his senses and smiled. It was just a sudden idea for him. Since he had earned so much money, he might as well donate part of it to charity and promote himself and his company at the same time. Of course, he would personally arrange people to do these things to prevent his kindness from being taken advantage of by certain people.
“Do you want to do charity?”
Xue Guixiang looked at Yuan Xudong with some surprise. There are many people who do charity, and some of them are very high-profile. However, there are many hidden dangers. Take some celebrities who evade taxes, for example. They don't even want to pay the taxes required by the law, but do charity. People who understand will naturally understand. At this time, Xue Guixiang thought for a while and said:
"You can set up a charity fund specifically to help the employees of your company. If they encounter any difficulties, you can help them. Forget about the rest. It may not reach the people in need even if you donate. Besides, people are not as kind as they used to be. There are many ungrateful people nowadays. Why bother yourself with trouble?"
"Uncle is right, I was wrong."
After listening to Xue Guixiang's words, Yuan Xudong gave up the idea of doing charity. He just needed to take good care of his own employees, and forget about others. His money could not take care of many people in need, and those who needed help were not necessarily good people. Our ancestors said that a little bit of rice is a favor, a peck of rice is a grudge. This is not empty talk, but the bad nature of the world. Even if you helped him ten times, as long as you didn't get help once, he would be your enemy. Yuan Xudong remembered a report he had read before, he couldn't remember who it was, he helped many poor students to study, and promised to continue to support them until they finished college.
But accidents happen all the time, and misfortunes may come to you at any time. The kind-hearted man fell ill and spent all the family savings. Naturally, he could no longer continue to sponsor those poor students to study. But the parents of those poor students were relentless and insisted on the man's promise. They might have no choice but to go against their conscience and tie their own difficulties to the kind-hearted man. At the end of the incident, the man died of illness, and the only money left in the family was left to the poor students he had once sponsored. These people did not remember that he had helped them, but only remembered that he did not fulfill his promise to continue sponsoring them until they finished college.
As time passed, Yuan Xudong drank cup after cup of tea, and Xue Guixiang also chatted with him a lot, but there was no main point to the conversation, just like an ordinary old man chatting about family matters with his son-in-law.
Yuan Xudong was not in a hurry, but he drank too much tea and felt like going to the toilet. He looked at Xue Guixiang and said:
"Uncle, I'm going to the bathroom first, and I'll talk to you when I come back."
"Go ahead. It's upstairs, turn right."
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Going up to the second floor, Yuan Xudong looked to the right and soon found what should be the toilet, but the design of this toilet was not quite in line with Yuan Xudong's usage habits.
Looking at the two almost identical doors in front of him, Yuan Xudong was a little puzzled. What the hell are those signs on the doors? They are like an artist's scribbles. Yuan Xudong really can't tell which is the men's restroom and which is the women's restroom. There is something wrong with the design of this restroom. Is using Chinese characters low-end?
There was no other way. Based on the principle that men should go to the left and women should go to the right, Yuan Xudong chose the door on the left. To be on the safe side, he knocked on the door gently before entering. No one responded, so Yuan Xudong pushed the door open and walked in.
A little anxious, Yuan Xudong could not wait to rush to the small cubicle in the bathroom. While unbuckling his belt and preparing to release himself, he opened the door of the small cubicle closest to him, and then...
Their eyes met, and seeing Zhong Qihua sitting on the toilet without wearing pants, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but glance down for about a second, and then he closed the door calmly.
After fastening his belt again, Yuan Xudong walked out with a calm expression.
As long as he doesn't feel embarrassed about this kind of thing, then it's others who are embarrassed.
Fortunately, Zhong Qihua did not shout, but just froze for a moment, and then Yuan Xudong closed the door and left. If she had shouted and been heard by Xue Guixiang downstairs, it would have been really embarrassing. Yuan Xudong felt that he was quite wronged. First of all, he had to blame this broken toilet for not using universal male and female symbols, and secondly, he had to blame Zhong Qihua. Not only did she not close the door when going to the toilet, she also listened to music with headphones. She did not even hear Yuan Xudong knocking on the door. It would have been fine to see a beautiful woman taking a bath, but to go to the toilet was a bit disgusting.
Yuan Xudong went to the toilet next door with a disgusted mood. After he was done, he went downstairs and continued chatting with Xue Guixiang. After a while, Zhong Qihua came down from upstairs. She was wearing a rose-red suspender skirt. She was a graceful woman, a few years older than Xue Kexin. She was at her most charming. She walked down the stairs, looked at Xue Guixiang and smiled:
"Old Xue, we have guests coming to our house. I asked Aunt Wu to prepare some good wine and food."
"Okay, you decide."
Nodding slightly, Zhong Qihua looked at Yuan Xudong and said with a smile:
"Xiao Yuan, what do you want to eat? I'll ask Aunt Wu and the others to prepare it in advance."
"Whatever. I can eat anything. I'm not picky."
Yuan Xudong also smiled. He didn't know much about Zhong Qihua. Moreover, because of Xue Kexin's relationship and the self-righteous overseas returnee elite Zhong Qiming, he didn't have a very good impression of Zhong Qihua. She was willing to marry an old man who was more than 20 years older than her. As for whether they loved each other or not, Yuan Xudong didn't believe it anyway. If Xue Guixiang was not the chairman of Kunbo Group and did not actually control several listed companies, would Zhong Qihua marry an old man in her twenties and be secretly married to him for ten years?
"Okay then. I'll go ask Aunt Wu and the others to prepare."
Zhong Qihua walked out of the living room. After watching her leave, Xue Guixiang looked at Yuan Xudong and asked casually:
"I heard that you plan to cooperate with Zhao Songwen to set up a quantitative trading subsidiary?"
"Who told you that?"
Yuan Xudong looked at Xue Guixiang and asked. Only he, Yang Zheng, Zhao Songwen and Zhong Qiming knew about this matter. After all, it was something that had just been discussed not long ago. But Xue Guixiang knew about it so quickly. After a simple elimination, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but think of Zhong Qiming. This guy was the most likely to tell Xue Guixiang about it. However, Yuan Xudong didn't care. As the saying goes, a thousand-foot wall stands firm when there is no desire. Yuan Xudong didn't have to ask Xue Guixiang for anything, so he was naturally not afraid of Zhong Qiming telling him about it.
"Don't worry about who told me this. Just tell me if this is true or not."
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Didn't you say that there was something wrong with Zhao Songwen's company? Why are you still working with her?"
"When did I tell you that there was a problem with Zhao Songwen's company?"
Looking at Xue Guixiang, Yuan Xudong flatly denied:
"I mean her company is likely to have problems. It is very likely to have problems, but it is not certain that there will be problems."
"Come on, tell me the truth, are you related to Zhao Songwen?"
"What is it?"
Yuan Xudong was a little confused, and the expression on his face was as innocent as it could be. Unfortunately, Xue Guixiang was also a thousand-year-old fox, and he would not let Yuan Xudong get away with it so easily. He looked into Yuan Xudong's eyes and asked:
"Zhong Qiming said that you and Zhao Songwen are in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. I believe he wouldn't dare to fool me with such a thing."
"Is this possible?"
Seeing Xue Guixiang staring at him intently, Yuan Xudong said half-truthfully:
"Okay, I admit it. Zhao Songwen's company originally had problems, but she has started to change now."
"What does this have to do with you?"
"Because it was me who made her turn over a new leaf. I was planning to call the police, but Zhao Songwen seduced me, and I couldn't help myself and made the mistake that every man would make. Uncle, can you understand me?"
“How many mistakes did you make?”
"Once or twice."
"I'll give you another chance. How many times is that?"
"Two or three times."
Looking at the dishonest Yuan Xudong, Xue Guixiang lowered his voice and said angrily:
"Are you doing this to Ke Xin?"
"sorry."
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