20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1288 The happiness of the rich
Zhao Changan left Pei Pingjiang's office and drove to Wenjia Village.

When the car arrived at the bridge, he stopped the car and stood on the bridge, looking at the Taohua River below, which had shrunk by half.

In the next period of time, Xu Songlin's working group will expand its personnel and enter Wenyang Group.

And Duan Fengqing will also be responsible for discussing the asset transfer of Wenyang Group with all parties.

One of Zhao Changan's goals is to let Pei Pingjiang see clearly the fierce bargaining methods of these capitals, otherwise the three of them will always think that they are taking advantage of them.

And the '[-] million' he released was actually a bait. In a word, he, Zhao Changan, was not a good bird either.

As for the final specific price, we will have to negotiate on the basis of reason at that time.

Zhao Changan called Tang Shuang.

"Hey."

"The 13.5% shares of the joint venture factory don't need to be too entangled in the price level, time is money, and it's almost time to realize it."

"That's pretty much the same?"

"I just said casually, there is nothing else, if there is nothing else, I will hang up."

"Hang it."

Zhao Changan hung up the phone. His purpose of making this call was to let Tang Shuang know that he needed to break away from the joint venture factory, and at the same time raise reasonable funds. Now the information to be conveyed had already been given to Tang Shuang.

Then, Zhao Changan dialed Xia Wenzhuo's cell phone.

"Xia Wenyang took Yin Wan away. He left the afternoon the day before yesterday and only found out this morning."

"Understood, is there anything else?"

"Just tell you this."

"Then I hang up."

"Uh-huh."

-

Pearl, Zhuo Zi.

Xia Wenzhuo hung up the phone and sat quietly at the desk.

The air conditioner was blowing hot air, and the original warmth made her feel extremely stuffy and irritable at this moment.

She walked to the window and gently opened it to let in the cold winter wind.

In the afternoon in front of us, the streets are full of traffic, full of the atmosphere of the upcoming festival.

But she has no home!

In that family, the relationship between her and her mother and brother was very cold until now, that is, she had nothing to say to her father.

After entering high school, my father became busy. Because of my studies and some worries, I gradually became estranged from my father, but still close.

When I was a freshman, I had to talk to my father on the phone once a week.

There was some estrangement at the beginning of my sophomore year, but I had to make several phone calls every month.

until my father made Yin Wan his lover

It's not that Xia Wenzhuo thinks that his father doesn't have the right to have extramarital affairs, but that he went to Yin Wan not because he loves Yin Wan, but because Yin Wan is young and can carry on the family line for him.

Just thinking about it makes Xia Wenzhuo feel sick!
"Did you go to Star City? Mom, Qiu Jinhui, and Yin Wan, tell me what you want to do?"

Xia Wenzhuo whispered to himself with resentment.

-

Mountain City, Wenjia Village.

Zhao Chang'an came to Wen Ye's fishing place, which was in a quiet bay surrounded by unmelted snow.

Wen Ye set up a fishing rod by the lake, and he was lying alone on a hammock stretched between two trees. The warm winter sun shone down from the bare branches, making him feel warm and comfortable.

"Can you catch fish in winter?"

Zhao Changan asked curiously, feeling that Wen Ye was really omnipotent.

"Of course I can't catch it. I'm just bored. It would be too monotonous if I lay alone on the hammock without a fishing rod."

Wen Ye jumped down from the hammock, pulled out the pointed bamboo pole inserted in the soft sand, took off his shoes, socks and trousers, and walked towards the lake wearing only a small trousers: "Here is a concave pool with big fish in it. I'll make one for fish soup at night."

Zhao Changan jumped onto the hammock, put his head on his hands, and looked up at the jagged branches above his head and the blue sky.

Wen Ye, on the other hand, had already walked into the lake more than ten meters away from the shore, holding a bamboo pole in the lake where the normal temperature was only a few degrees, and his body was frozen and motionless.

soon,--

"哗啦~" sounded.

He turned his head to look, and saw Wen Ye took out the bamboo pole from the lake, and a lively fish weighing three to four catties was stuck in the bottom of the bamboo pole.

In the evening, Zhao Changan, Wen Ye, and Grandma Wen Ye gathered around the firepit, eating fish and drinking fish soup, full of delicious aromas.

"The village said that Ye Pingbai might come here to celebrate the Chinese New Year. This old man still doesn't give up."

Wen Ye cursed while drinking the soup.

"He came to him, and the land in this village does not belong to our family, so we can't control it, just ignore them."

Now Grandma Wen Ye finally knows the general situation of those people back then. Ye Deming, who was also on the boat at that time, never appeared again. It seems that he also fell into the river that day. It was more or less ominous. Ye Changguang, who was not on the boat, died in the fire eight years later. .

Ye Mingde's other two sons, Ye Changshuo, died in the war, and Ye Changsheng also died in the fire 50 years ago.

Moreover, the war and the fire also killed many people of Ye Jiaping's generation.

It can be said helplessly that no matter what the real cause of the explosion on the ship that night was, these planners and manipulators have all been dead for many years.

Even if she wanted revenge, she couldn't find anyone.

So in the past six months, Grandma Wen Ye's mentality finally calmed down slowly, and the block that had been suppressed for five or sixty years in her heart slowly dissipated and became relieved.

Of course, Wen Ye was extremely happy about this situation. The root cause of his grandma's illness could not be eliminated. The main reason was that she had this heart disease, which made the medicine unable to achieve the expected effect no matter what.

If he was full of pessimism about how long grandma would have in the future, now he dares to say that grandma can at least live through her [-]th birthday with ease.

As for the longer term in the future, it has to be done slowly.

"Grandma, I see, we live in our own way with them, we don't get along with each other."

Wen Ye smiled and nodded, expressing that he understood.

After eating stewed fish with tofu, Zhao Changan and Wen Ye drank tea and chatted in the yard.

Today is already the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, and the twelfth month of this lunar calendar is only 29, not thirty.

"When are you going back to the city?"

"This time I came here to live in seclusion. If Xu Songlin and the others don't pay attention to the thatched cottage, I will definitely not go out!"

Zhao Changan said it firmly, while looking at his mobile phone.

It was Wu Yue who called.

"I'm in Wenjia Village, drinking, fishing, hunting, winter swimming, bragging! Are you coming?"

"I think you are only bragging about this statement, and everything else is really bragging! Yes, there is still a signal in the mountain."

"That's the magic of capital."

"I'm not going to brag with you, Fan Chao, Zhang Xiaoxue, Li Yanqiu, Le Zening, anyway, they are a large group of people from our class who will have a party tomorrow night, will you and Wen Ye come? And Zheng Chi."

"I won't go, you will give Wen Ye and me the most sincere greetings."

"Come on, if you don't come here, you won't be able to meet the standard of the party! Women are free, men pay, we are all poor."

Wu Yue called Qiong on the phone.

"That's fine, you can choose whatever place you want, after eating, go to sing, and after singing, go to supper and eat skewers, it's all mine!"

Zhao Changan fully agreed, this is the happiness of rich people.

(End of this chapter)