A luxurious Soviet-style garden outside the suburbs.

The antique landscape design, small bridges and flowing water, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers will make you forget the customs.

In the attic tea room, Qian Zhenduo combed his hair into a refreshing ponytail. He lacked the sophistication at work, but was a little more lively.

Wearing a pale moon-white cheongsam, she concealed her usual elegance, but could not hide her own beauty.

At this time, she was sitting inside a sea of ​​tea carved from a huge tree root.

Cook tea and boil water skillfully.

Opposite her, an old man sat, sipping tea in small sips.

This old man is Qian Zhenduo's biological uncle.

Lin Zhongque, one of the board members of Qian Group.

He is currently the only person in the Qian Group who has confirmed his support for Qian Zhenduo.

"When my sister bought this yard, firstly, it was an investment to save you something that no one else could snatch away. Secondly, it was for the well in the yard. The water in the well is sweet and clear. Even if my sister goes to work in other cities, she will still be there.

I’ll ask someone to bring a few buckets of well water.”

The bird in the forest looked at the tea cup in his hand, thinking a lot.

Qian Zhenduo didn't reply, but cleaned the tea sets skillfully.

Every step was just right, just as her mother had hoped.

Lin Zhongque continued: "It's a pity that this well is producing less and less water now, and the price of this yard is not as good as before. If it had been sold the year before last, I'm afraid it could have been sold for ten or twenty million more."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of tea and said, "With all the time you have left to make tea, it's not easy to catch up with your mother. It's not easy, it's really not easy."

Qian Zhenduo had already cleaned all the tea sets and placed them one by one, leaving no room for any flaws.

Then he raised his head and said to his uncle: "When my mother taught me how to make tea, she once said that the art of making tea depends on the tea and the water, and the remaining seven points depends entirely on the person."

"Why do you look at people?" Lin Zhongque heard this for the first time, and suddenly felt a little strange.

"It depends on people's thoughts and moods."

Then Qian Zhenduo added: "It is the mind of the tea maker and the mood of the tea drinker."

Hearing these words, Lin Zhongque couldn't help but nodded, and then said with a hint: "So, how do you feel now?"

"Of course I'm very happy to be able to make tea for my uncle." Qian Zhenduo replied immediately.

"Then how are you feeling? The bird in the forest asked finally.

Qian Zhenduo stopped talking at this time, just picked up a cute purple clay pot and started to clean it.

Seeing her niece's actions, the bird in the forest quickly and carefully snatched the purple clay pot, and then held it in her arms.

"Little ancestor, you are in a bad mood, but I didn't offend you. This pot is my life. If you brush it, I won't brush it either."

The bird in the forest complained to her niece.

Seeing that his idea was not successful, Qian Zhen had no choice but to angrily walk to the window and look at the scenery outside the window.

Lin Zhongque took out the teapot in his arms, carefully rubbed the edge of the teapot with his fingers, and then said: "Uncle knew that you were angry, so he asked you to make a cup of Kung Fu tea to suppress the anger. As a result, after the tea was brewed, the anger disappeared.

Press it down."

When Qian Zhenduo heard what his uncle said, he still looked at the scenery outside the window and said, "Uncle, why do I feel that since my mother passed away, everyone in the world has been against me?"

When the bird in the forest heard these words, it first smiled lightly, then continued to caress the purple clay pot in its hand with enjoyment, and even closed its eyes comfortably.

"Uncle, don't be reluctant to listen to what you have to say. Although you have indeed accomplished a lot of things over the years, in the final analysis, the flowers in the house, no matter how beautiful you bloom, have not experienced the wind and rain.

"

Qian Zhenduo knew the meaning of his uncle's words, so he was not angry, but still complained: "But these storms, why don't they come sooner or later, but they come all at once."

Coincidentally, after Qian Zhenduo said this, the clouds began to gather outside, accompanied by a breeze, and soon it started to rain.

Lin Zhongque put down the teapot in his hand and placed it on the table. Then he felt a little worried and pushed the teapot to the center of the table.

Then he stood up and walked to Qian Zhenduo.

Looking at the scene of rain falling on the small river outside the window, Lin Zhongque said: "We are in the house now, looking at the rain hitting the banana trees outside, and we just think it is beautiful. But if we are outside, there is no trace of cover, and we are

If it turns into a drowned rat, do you think this wind and rain will still be a scenery? Will we still enjoy all this leisurely as we do now? This wind and rain does not come sooner or later, but it is always there."

After Lin Zhongque said this, he stopped opening his mouth and just waited quietly for Qian Zhenduo's response.

"Uncle, I understand. It's just that when my mother was here, she wouldn't tell me about these difficulties." Qian Zhenduo replied.

However, thinking about the overt and covert fighting in the family these days, Qian Zhenduo became angry again: "I don't know where these people got their confidence. When my father passed away, it was all because of my mother's strong support that the company was able to survive."

Over the years, all they have done is eat and wait to die, but just after my mother left, they pointed the finger at me?"

"I know that my sister is good at everything, but the only bad thing is that she doesn't think about herself. She feels that the Qian Group is not named Lin, so she has never reached out for the shares, and has always given out dividends fairly and equitably. It's a pity that

Ah, except for those of us who know the basics, how many people would say that she is fair and impartial? Everyone thinks that since my sister didn’t ask for more shares, she must have hidden a lot of money."

Hearing his niece's complaint, Lin Zhongque felt dissatisfied and said angrily.

The Qian Group is a very important taxpayer in the city and even the province. It can be regarded as a very outstanding private enterprise nationwide.

Its industries cover finance, real estate, etc., and it also owns physical industries such as factories and restaurants.

Qian Hao, the last helm of the Qian Group, Qian Zhenduo's father, with the help of his family brothers and his own intelligence and talent, built a cement factory into the city's leading private company, and the result was unparalleled in the limelight

At that time, he died of illness.

In the end, Qian Hao's wife Lin Zhonghua, who was also Lin Zhongque's biological sister, could not bear the thought of her husband's life's hard work being wasted, and stopped the family from disbanding the company. Step by step, she took advantage of the rise of real estate and transformed the Qian Group.

Bigger and stronger.

Lin Zhonghua originally wanted to train her daughter for a few more years before handing the group over to Qian Zhenduo, which would live up to the loving relationship between herself and her husband.

But how can things in this world go as planned? The ruthless years and busy work have already crushed Lin Zhonghua's body. Rao was a strong woman who was fearless in the business world. In the end, she suffered from illness and died in tears.

Lin Zhonghua was a fair man in the past and wanted to fulfill her husband's last wish. He always served his country well and never relied on his status as the leader of the group to gain benefits for himself.

Under her control, the Qian Group has skyrocketed, and direct relatives in the family also hold important positions in various departments.

For such a leader who does not make money or fight for power, everyone in the family is dissatisfied.

As a result, Lin Zhonghua had just passed away, and the unpredictability of people's hearts was revealed.

A group of people began to wonder if Lin Zhonghua would enrich himself, a group of people began to feel that they could rise to power, and a group of people believed that with Lin Zhonghua's death, the Qian Group would decline, so they sold their shares.

Some people even started to arrange more marriage arrangements for Qian Zhen, the meaning of which is self-evident.

Fortunately, Lin Zhongque was on the board of directors to protect him, otherwise Qian Zhenduo would have been ignored by his relatives by now.

"A bunch of beasts that eat people without spitting out their bones." Qian Zhenduo cursed.

Lin Zhongque had no objection to his niece's swear words, but said: "The board of directors meeting in two months is very important. It is almost the time to decide everything. If you can't become a permanent director, then I'm afraid you will have to be slaughtered by others.

Already."

Hearing his uncle's reminder, Qian Zhenduo said: "I know, so I have been working hard, hoping to make more profits. I didn't expect to encounter so many things in the past two months. Uncle, those two things you mentioned are...

The uncle is still the fourth uncle."

The two things Qian Zhenduo mentioned refer to the two incidents in which Zhenjin Pawnshop was defrauded.

"I don't know, who knows? Even if I am sure who it is, so what." Lin Zhongque sighed and said.

Qian Zhenduo understood that it was useless to dwell on these two matters at this time. The most urgent task was to reverse the loss situation so that he could have capital to face the shareholders' meeting and the board of directors.

"Is there any result with Zhang Fugui?" Lin Zhongque suddenly asked about this matter.

After all, it seems that if Zhang Fugui is willing to conclude the Golden Seal deal, then Qian Zhenduo will have passed this level.

"That bastard not only rejected me, but also hung up on me directly." Thinking of this, Qian Zhenduo said through gritted teeth.

Seeing his niece's attitude, Lin Zhongque shook his head. So what if he refused or hung up the phone? Back then, he accompanied his sister to seek financing outside the province and stood in front of her company for nearly ten hours in the cold winter.

There are so many things that are taken for granted in this world.

Lin Zhongque advised: "Keep in touch and don't give up easily. If it doesn't work, you will suffer some losses."

Hearing her uncle's words, Qian Zhenduo was shocked. Thinking of Zhang Fugui's lustful look at her, she said reluctantly: "Is this okay? Uncle."

"There's nothing wrong with that. People are like this. If you don't suffer some losses, how can the other party get ahead?" Lin Zhongque said firmly.

"But...but, uncle, I haven't been in love yet. In this regard, I, I...I'm afraid that I won't be able to handle it well." At this point, Qian Zhenduo blushed and wanted to bury his head in his arms.

Seeing the gesture of his niece, Lin Zhongque suddenly realized and said: "What are you thinking? I mean you can suffer some losses in terms of our profit, so don't think wrongly."
Chapter completed!