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The sky was suddenly bright with the outlines of tall buildings.

Shrouded in hazy mist, the usually crowded and busy city is like a sleeping baby in swaddling clothes.

While the white-collar workers who work from nine to five are still dreaming, Cao Jinse is already riding her bicycle and breathing the fresh air in the green park.

Dew condensed on the branches and leaves, mist brushed across my cheeks, and the sun slowly climbed up as the wheels turned.

Princess Cao's bicycle is naturally not as good as the Trek Butterfly that Boss Jiang rode in Jiangcheng. She only spent two thousand dollars on it when she bought it. Her hair is simply tied with a rubber band, and she doesn't have any supporting equipment. But her riding posture is extremely relaxed and free. She is immersed in it, and the man and the bicycle are one, blending into the surrounding environment.

There was a figure looming in the mist ahead, and a bicycle was parked next to it.

Cao Jinse squeezed the brakes and moved forward a distance due to inertia. She supported herself on one foot and looked at the figure less than a meter ahead. She smiled and greeted, "Sister Qing Hua."

She was wearing loose and refreshing sportswear, and her hair was tied up like her. In this situation, you really couldn't tell that she was a woman over 30 years old. She looked like a close friend of Cao Jinse in the picture.

"You're late."

Yang Qinghua looked down at the domestic watch on her wrist with a very deliberate action.

"Sister Qinghua, it's not close for me to ride here from home."

Be punctual.

It is the basic quality of an entrepreneur, and Mr. Cao has always been strict with himself.

but.

This is not a business occasion.

"At least closer than me, right?"

Yang Qing painted.

Cao Jinse looked her up and down, and then said with a look of understanding, "Sister Qinghua must not have ridden here, right? She has to go to work later, so is her bike parked outside?"

Yang Qinghua smiled.

She definitely wouldn't go to work dressed like this, and it would be too late to go back and clean up later.

"Jinse, your shortcoming is that you are too smart."

Cao Jinse disagreed and said lightly: "If being smart is a shortcoming, then Sister Qing Hua's shortcoming is much bigger than mine."

Yang Qinghua shook his head and smiled, then turned sideways and raised his hand to hold the handlebars, "Ride for a while."

Cao Jinse nodded happily.

The two rode at a leisurely pace in the quiet early morning park.

Probably seeing her professionalism, Yang Qinghua tilted his head and asked curiously: "You are so busy at work, do you still have time to ride regularly?"

"Isn't it the same for Sister Qing Hua?"

Most people know how to ride a bicycle, but after entering society, they may have never ridden one. If they don't exercise for a long time, they will feel more or less nervous and unfamiliar with it. But it is obvious that Cao Jinse has never put it down.

“No matter how busy you are, as long as you want, you can always find time.”

Looking at Zhang Yiran's profile, Yang Qinghua smiled gently and withdrew her gaze.

"Jiang Chen came to see me."

"I know."

"So dependent on him?"

Yang Qing's paintings are profound and his words are full of hidden meanings.

Cao Jinse seemed to understand, but didn't seem to fully understand, and replied: "Sister Qinghua thinks I'm stingy?"

"I didn't say that."

Yang Qinghua immediately denied it.

Cao Jinse sighed and said frankly without hiding anything: "I did not agree, but I can't make the decision."

Can't make the decision.

It is hard to imagine that such words would come out of the mouth of a girl from the Cao family.

"So you were forced to agree?"

Yang Qinghua asked jokingly.

"Sister Qing Hua talked to him, so naturally he will take responsibility. So my opinion is irrelevant. Besides, I can't put a knife to his neck."

Yang Qinghua smiled humorously, and his tone was as slow as the speed of his riding.

"He probably knows you too well. He knows your true thoughts, so he is so 'dictatorial'."

Hearing this, Cao Jinse looked at her strangely, and then asked, "Sister Qinghua and he just met, right?"

Yang Qinghua hummed, and then said, "But I have heard of your great name for a long time."

Cao Jinse couldn't help laughing, but she didn't refute such courtesy.

That's really not a compliment.

That guy has already become famous all over the world.

As dawn broke, the fog became thinner and thinner. As the sun rose, its rays spread generously across the world. The world, which had just been peaceful and quiet, gradually became lively.

After riding for two kilometers, the two ladies stopped to take a short rest, but they were not idle. They pushed the bikes slowly.

"Song Chaoge came to see me."

Yang Qinghua said suddenly without any warning.

"I didn't expect it?"

Cao Jinse didn't show much surprise on her face, but she still asked curiously, "What does he want to do with Sister Qing Hua?"

After a moment, she seemed to react, "Is it also for the property market?"

Yang Qinghua nodded.

Cao Jinse smiled, "This is a good thing. Sister Qinghua now has one more choice."

"Is this called a choice? This is called a fire pit."

There was a clear hint of helplessness and unhappiness in Yang Qinghua's tone.

Cao Jinse watched from the sidelines and immediately distanced herself from the matter, "Sister Qinghua, there's no need for you to tell me this secret."

"Xiao Song and you are at least childhood friends, right?"

Yang Qinghua said it naturally, seemingly without any other meaning.

"Public affairs are public affairs, and private affairs are private affairs. Sister Qing Hua should know that we are competitors now."

Cao Jinse was serious.

Yang Qinghua smiled.

“Are you so principled?”

"of course."

Cao Jinse said seriously, "I also learned this from Sister Qing Hua."

Yang Qinghua smiled without saying anything, pushed the cart forward, and then said: "I am not worth learning from."

"No. Sister Qing Hua has always been a role model worthy of our respect."

Cao Jinse responded immediately.

"Truth or lie?"

"With all my heart."

Cao Jinse's face was calm and serious.

Yang Qinghua was slightly relieved, "I thought you didn't like me."

Hearing this, Cao Jinse laughed again, "Sister Qing Hua probably doesn't care whether I like it or not."

The two girls smiled at each other.

There are witty ideas everywhere.

If these two really became a family, their lives would definitely be wonderful enough.

Yang Qinghua must be an extremely rational and sober person. She knows what she wants and what she doesn't want. In this respect, she is probably even better than Cao Jinse.

of course.

Being extremely sober and rational does not mean being selfish and without any emotion.

Otherwise she wouldn't have said so much in front of Song Chaoge.

Song Chaoge was right about one thing. The man with the surname Jiang was indeed an outsider to their circle. Compared to outsiders, it seemed reasonable and logical that they should support their own people.

But Cao Jinse's attitude was already clear.

It's not a guess, the answer she gave just now was so clear.

For no reason, Yang Qinghua thought of a joke she had heard when she was a girl.

Is it true that since ancient times, green plums cannot resist the beauty dropped from heaven?
of course.

Love is the most unreasonable thing. Even if you grew up together or seem to be made for each other, these are not the decisive factors for success. In this regard, she has the most say.

She didn't feel sorry for him. As a woman, she would make the same choice if she were in his shoes. But it didn't stop this single political star from asking, "What do you think is wrong with Xiao Song?"

Such a question was undoubtedly inappropriate, and it should not come from the mouth of a person like Yang Qinghua. Cao Jinse frowned slightly, then relaxed again. Probably, she could understand the other person's mood at the moment.

"Whether he is good or not has nothing to do with me."

No comments on each other.

Didn't even make a comment.

But if Song Chaoge heard these few simple words, he would feel a chill in his heart. Yang Qinghua remained silent.

Yes.

Good or bad is not the standard for liking a person.

But it is the standard that needs to be met.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and was then broken by Yang Qinghua.

"From an objective point of view, to be fair, I also feel more relaxed when I'm with Jiang Chen."

Cao Jinse smiled.

"That's because Sister Qing Hua didn't have much contact with him and didn't know him well enough, otherwise she wouldn't think he was harmless."

"I've read his profile more than once. His girlfriend in Donghai is called Li Shurui, right?"

Cao Jinse remained calm and said casually, "Well, that's his schoolmate, a pretty good girl."

"When they were still in school, Jiang Chen seemed to have saved her life?"

Cao Jinse acted as if nothing had happened, and even added, "He almost didn't come down from the mountain because of this."

Princess Cao's account is a little inaccurate.

It’s not that I didn’t come down.

It will come down eventually.

The only difference is whether it comes down horizontally or vertically.

In the face of national power, individuals really have no privacy. When someone was at the University of Tokyo, I'm afraid that everyone knew exactly what color underwear he wore from Monday to Friday.

"A hero saving a beautiful girl is indeed the most classic and effective method."

Cao Jinse shook her head and smiled faintly: "He didn't know these tricks at that time."

Yang Qinghua glanced at her.

In the majestic capital, there are tens of thousands of princes and nobles, but only the children of Cao family are dazzling and shining.

Maybe that's the reason.

Even she felt inferior to him because of his magnanimity.

"When did you meet him?"

"I can't remember, but it hasn't been too long."

Can't remember, or don't want to say?
But Yang Qinghua didn't believe it for too long. How long could it last longer than Song Chaoge's decades?
But there is no necessary connection between the depth and length of time.

Sometimes a few years of time is better than a lifetime of excitement.

This is a very fortunate but also cruel thing.

"Jinse, you have really changed a lot now."

"Have it?"

"If you don't believe me, look in the mirror and see what you look like now."

"Is it because you're not wearing any makeup?"

Cao Jinse suddenly revealed a cunning look, which made Yang Qinghua a little dazed for a moment, and it seemed as if the years were flashing back in her ears.

She then smiled, her smile was pure, without any impurities.

In her eyes, Cao Jinse now seemed to have turned into the aloof and vigilant little girl who stared at her at the beginning.

"I told your brother at the time that you would definitely cause trouble to many boys when you grow up."

"It turns out that Sister Qing Hua was wrong."

Cao Jinse said with a smile as she pushed the cart.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me when you fell in love with him?"

Now that things have come to this, there's no need to beat around the bush.

Cao Jinse kept silent.

"You still don't believe what I said?"

"Since when has Sister Qing Hua become so gossipy?"

"I will only talk to you about these topics now."

Cao Jinse was silent for a moment, then said naturally: "Anyway, it's not love at first sight, and there's no thrilling separation of life and death."

Isn’t that thrilling enough?

Don't mention anything else.

The War in Japan will surely go down in human history.

"Maybe you are asking too much."

Cao Jinse thought about it for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't really understand it either."

"Do you know what is the most critical factor for two people to be together?"

Cao Jinse turned her head with a questioning look.

"The three views are in line with each other."

“As long as we have the same goal and destination, no matter how far apart our starting points are, we will eventually meet.”

"Sister Qing Hua really knows more than me."

"At least I understand what it means to like someone before you do."

Cao Jinse fell silent immediately.

Yang Qinghua smiled, not caring about her pretending to be deaf and dumb, and stopped pushing the bicycle, "Take a break."

Putting the bicycle aside, the two sat down on the bench.

The sky was completely bright.

This huge machine wakes up and plunges into the busyness of a new day.

"There is one thing I don't quite understand."

Yang Qinghua took a sip of water and put down the kettle. "Why did he do all this?"

People are not killed for their own sake.

However, many of a person's behaviors break this natural law and exceed the cognitive scope of normal thinking.

"Why is Sister Qing Hua working so hard?"

Cao Jinse asked back, her hair slightly wet with sweat, sticking to her cheeks like a crabapple covered in dew.

"He is different from us. We are indebted and have no choice but to do our duty."

Do wealth, power, and glory come from creation?

Do not!
It comes from inheritance!
At least most of it comes from inheritance.

After all, only a very small number of people can start from scratch and build something from nothing, and those few who can do it are dubbed as legends.

For example, Shi Zhenhua.

If he had not been a grassroots, even with the same achievements, he would certainly not have gained such a resounding reputation.

The true rules of the world are obvious to all, but what is rare is that as a beneficiary of the rules, Yang Qinghua is willing to admit it frankly.

If someone else were in her position, they would most likely distance themselves from anyone and think that it was all their own hard work.

"How is it different? Didn't he receive nine years of compulsory education? Where did he get the scholarships and grants when he was studying at the University of Tokyo?"

Cao Jinse's humor made Yang Qinghua smile. After a while, this woman who was bound to surpass her elders looked at the shade of the trees bathed in the vitality of the morning light and said softly.

"Then he has already paid it back a long time ago."

Whether it is her or Cao Jinse, or many, many other people, their efforts and dedication, in the final analysis, are actually because of themselves.

Because as vested interests, their interests are tied to this land.

But others are different.

After a moment's silence, Cao Jinse wiped the sweat from her face and let out a breath.

"Sister Qing Hua might think so because she comes into contact with too many pure businessmen in her work."

Yang Qinghua was stunned.

People's thinking is influenced by the environment.

But were the only people she came into contact with businessmen?
A leaf spun and fell, and happened to land on the tip of Cao Jinse's hair. She raised her hand and picked it up.

"Jiang Chen once had an ex-girlfriend, well, the kind who dumped him. Unfortunately, after graduation, she got a serious illness, leukemia. Given her family's financial situation, she would have died if nothing unexpected happened. Jiang Chen went to find her after he found out. She didn't want him to, but he begged her to leave. He went through a lot of trouble to send her to Kyoto for treatment."

"Yeah."

This fragment didn't seem to be included in the information Yang Qinghua had read.

Cao Jinse played with the fallen leaf very gently, just stroking it.

"Sister Qing Hua, why do you think he did this?"

Yang Qinghua leaned on the bench, looked up at the bright sky, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

"Already aware of the vastness of the universe, I still pity the green grass and trees."

(End of this chapter)