Yanzi Valley of Jingcheng

Chapter 112 You Can't Get Old

"Hello, can I exchange this takeaway for your box lunch?"

When Xiao Jie said these words, even he himself was surprised.

Xiao Jie's surprise came from the naturalness and relaxation of his tone and expression.

Xiao Jie had imagined countless opening methods, but in the end those methods didn't even have the determination to let him approach this woman.

But today, when he took the takeaway from the delivery guy, and accidentally saw the home-cooked food in the woman's lunch box, Xiao Jie really couldn't help it, because he really wanted to eat it very, very much.

The marinated egg in the woman's lunch box is cut in half from the middle, revealing the golden egg yolk;
The skin of the pan-fried cod looks crisp and refreshing, and it also exudes a faint fragrance of lemon and black pepper;
As for the stir-fried cucumber, although the taste is not good, it is the one that Xiao Jie wants to eat the most among the three dishes.

The last time Xiao Jie ate the dishes made by his own family was the night when his mother and younger brother came, but his younger brother Xiao Lie’s cooking skills were learned from a cooking school, so whether it is his knife skills or adding seasonings, he is exactly the same as the restaurants outside. In short, the quality of the dishes in the women's bento at this time is completely different.

In fact, the woman's cucumber was cut a little clumsily, if Xiao Lie saw it, he would definitely comment that the hob rolled it too thickly and the cucumber would not be tasty.

But this kind of dishes can remind Xiao Jie of a long-lost, and what he is currently missing, the taste of home.

That was more than ten years ago, my father did not die, and my mother was willing to put on an apron in a hurry after get off work, toss and fry in the kitchen to make one or two dishes that could fill the stomach, and the family casually ate a few bites There was not much conversation between each other during the meal, and the simple meal was swept away in a short while, and then there was the sound of splashing water in the pool.

Yes, that's what it tastes like.

"I'm sorry, I know this is very abrupt, but I really want to eat something I made myself. This is a combination of braised meat." Xiao Jie put his takeaway bag lightly on the table, "There are char siu, roast duck and Roast goose, if I remember correctly, there should be braised eggs and vegetables, you should not lose money if you exchange it with me, just once, and I will give you the lunch box next time."

The eyes of the man in front of him were sincere, and the woman wanted to refuse immediately, but when she caught the mature and reliable aura in Xiao Jie's eyebrows, she hesitated again.

"It's okay, don't force it." Xiao Jie smiled politely, picked up the takeaway and was about to leave, who would have thought that he would be stopped by a woman just as he turned around.

"Wait a minute..." the woman said, "Seeing that you have been on the phone last time, you must be very busy at work. It's okay. If you want to eat home-cooked food, I will change it with you."

"Thank you." Xiao Jie said.

When he finally looked at the pink lunch box in front of him, holding the chopsticks that belonged to a woman, he ate a bento with no oil or water under the warm yellow light in the study, as if he had eaten a kind of food that only he had tasted when he was young. The taste of first love.

It was not any woman who made Xiao Jie feel this way, but the financial center of the magic city full of busyness and money.

At that time, Xiao Jie had just returned from abroad, full of ambition and high-spirited.

He looked at the world financial center full of high-rise buildings, looked at this place with more than 200 Fortune 500 companies, and felt that the hotel price of two to three thousand a night nearby was worth it, because only such a city and such a working environment To make his heart beat faster.

But many years later, when Xiao Jie checked into a hotel in the financial center of Shanghai on business, he was stunned by the dim lights in the hotel lobby, the outdated decoration and the low ceiling.

Lying on the bed of a high-end hotel that still costs several thousand a night, Xiao Jie feels that although this place is the area with the highest land price in the entire magic city, it is already old. Some motivation to keep fighting.

Trees will wither, and even stones will eventually weather and grow old. It seems that everything is inevitable, but in this turbulent era, getting old seems to be an unforgivable fault.

Xiao Jie afraid of getting old?

Of course he was afraid.

He has seen with his own eyes that many male colleagues after the age of 35 have encountered a mid-life crisis because of no hope of promotion. Those investment managers, investment directors and industry analysts who were once his leaders and are now his subordinates all work together in a certain time. It is precisely because of this that Xiao Jie is desperately trying to climb up.

At this age, it is impossible for Xiao Jie to be the president of the Jinquan Investment Group branch without a strong sense of utilitarianism. His utilitarianism determines his attitude towards his work.

This attitude is not only reflected in Xiao Jie's working hours, but also in his choice of his own future.

In the beginning, no one in the Jinquan Group headquarters was willing to take over the mess of the Qingyang branch, and only Xiao Jie stood up.

Maybe others don't believe it, but the direct reason why Xiao Jie resolutely came to Qingyang to carry the banner is because he slept in a hotel he thought was "old" the night before yesterday.

Cheongyang is different. Cheongyang is a young city with countless opportunities to thrive.

Every time Xiao Jie came to Qingyang for business trip, he would feel the unique strong pulse, passion and speed of this city. Qingyang is full of vigor and energy no matter in whole or in part.

Xiao Jie thought that perhaps changing the environment would be more conducive to stimulating the potential vitality of the brain.

He himself understands that a person's body can grow old, but not his mind. If even his mind gets old, the value of this person will be the same as the car he bought, depreciating every day.

In fact, Xiao Jie doesn't have to work so hard now. In other words, he can hand over a lot of basic work to his subordinates. For example, he doesn't have to do what Ren Tianxing and Ma Yu have already done.

But Xiao Jie will not, as long as he can spare time, he will still study some key companies in person, which is why he has to get up early and stay late almost every day.

For a company, if it wants to survive for a long time, it needs not only competitiveness, but also a moat.

For a person, the widest and widest moat is "continuous self-improvement".

As an investor, research ability is the industry competitiveness that cannot be lost. However, if this ability is not used for a long time, it will be degraded or even completely lost. Xiao Jie does not want such a thing to happen to himself.

And when he struggled until now, he suddenly found that no amount of delicacies from mountains and seas was as sweet and delicious as the bowl of lunch in front of the woman.

Xiao Jie has made his career as an investor so far. In addition to the increase in income and social status, the threshold of his inner happiness is also getting higher and higher. It seems that it is becoming more and more difficult for him to feel happy and happy.

Watching a company I invest in ring the bell to go public is undoubtedly a blessing, but it comes at the cost of having to deal with the daily operations of 99 other companies every day.

At the same time, the higher he goes, the more successful he is, the more afraid Xiao Jie will fall into the altar.

The moment he decided to give up Hu's Technology, in the eyes of his colleagues, Xiao Jie was no longer an invincible god. After all, the company he directly invested in was about to face bankruptcy and liquidation.

At this moment, Xiao Jie should eat everything tasteless, but he ate the woman's box lunch so well that he basically forgot the blow of the investment failure when he was eating, but concentrated on experiencing the tenderness of fish and the flavor of cucumber. Crisp.

Before leaving, Xiao Jie handed the woman a copy of "15 Years of Wanli" and motioned for the woman to pay.

After scanning the WeChat, Xiao Jie said: "My name is Xiao Jie, I often come to this bookstore, is it convenient to know your name?"

After confirming the payment, the woman returned "15 Years of Wanli" to Xiao Jie, and said with a smile, "Welcome to come often in the future. My name is Shu Qian."

(End of this chapter)