Chapter 181 Talk (Part 1)

Before coming to Yuan’s house, Yang Rui had already called to make an appointment. As Yuan Zhifeng’s identity, he would be very likely to be turned away without making an appointment.

The Yuan family’s house has a large courtyard and a very good environment. There are almost noisy places around his house. I don’t know if it was the place he chose or if he sent someone to manage the surrounding environment well.

When he arrived at the door, the person who received him was Yuan Zhifeng's confidant Yuan Feng. The last time Yang Rui saw him was in Hong Kong, it was already a few months since he met him.

"Brother Feng, I'm here to help you. The old man has eaten, right?" Yang Rui greeted him with a smile.

Yuan Feng didn't know if he was used to pretending to be cool or his personality was like this. He didn't have too many expressions, but just a simple answer: "The old man is already waiting for you."

Yang Rui learned about her attitude the first time he saw him. He didn't care and continued to ask, "Ms. Yuan, is Miss Chen at home too?"

Yuan Feng led him inside and replied lightly: "No."

"Is Miss Yuan not here? Or Miss Chen not here? Or are both not here?" Yang Rui didn't seem to hear his impatientness. He continued to ask what he had not explained clearly.

Yuan Feng stopped and asked in a low voice: "Yang Rui, are you here to meet the old man or the lady? Why are you asking so many lady things for? "

Yang Rui laughed and patted his shoulder: "Of course I'm here to see the old man, but you also know that I and the ladies are good friends. It's normal to ask? You don't have to be too careful."

Yuan Feng didn't say anything else and led him to the hall.

Before he entered the hall, Yang Rui heard the sound of opera coming from it. It was not a local Cantonese opera or a Peking Opera. He didn't know the specific songs very well, but he could also hear a little. It was probably a Kunqu opera with a longer history.

Yuan Zhifeng closed his eyes and savored tea and listened to Kunqu Opera.

"Old man, Yang Rui is here." Yuan Feng signaled Yang Rui to come later. He took a few steps forward and reported in a low voice.

"Old man, it's so elegant. What's this thing? It sounds strange." Yang Rui ignored Yuan Feng and had already followed him.

Yuan Zhifeng opened his eyes, nodded to Yuan Feng, waved his hand to signal that he could go out, and then looked at Yang Rui with a smile, "Sit. Haha. You young people, you only know the popular songs of love and love. This is the Kunqu opera "Peony Pavilion", which is a real national treasure. It is much longer than the Peking Opera that has a history of less than two hundred years."

Yang Rui sat down next to him, and the two of them were already very familiar with him. They also knew his personality, so they didn't be polite to him.

"Haha, what kind of national quintessence is not national quintessence? In the era when they were formed, the status is also the same as today's popular songs? Peking Opera has a history of only 100 years, and wasn't it initially disdained by other traditional folk art circles with a long history? But with the preferences of rulers, some people will increase its artistic value, some people will explore its artistic depth, and some people will promote it, and it will become popular after promotion. Now, Peking Opera is also called national quintessence?

Those who listen to Kunqu Opera think that Peking Opera is not tasted enough. Those who listen to Peking Opera think that pop songs are vulgar. How could they know that in a hundred years, the current pop songs will not become national treasures or classics? Hehe, after all, they are just entertainment things."

Yuan Zhifeng narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile: "No, not bad, you guys can always make some mistakes."

A servant brought tea to Yang Rui. Yang Rui took it. He took a sip of the tea and said slowly: "Why is it a fallacy? You are older and look down on popular songs nowadays. In fact, they are just preconceived ideas. Of course, there is a lot of garbage in popular songs, but there is no garbage in the original Peking Opera and Kunqu opera? It is just that garbage has been eliminated and classics have been circulated.

For example, many older people could not accept Teresa Teng's songs back then, and thought they were mediocre, but after ten years and twenty years, they all became classics. This is related to being able to stand the test of time; it is also related to the fact that the media's right to speak is in the hands of a group of people who grew up listening to Teresa Teng's songs back then."

After saying that, he added a very unkind sentence: "You say that pop songs are all love and love. "Peony Pavilion" seems to be a play that talks about love and love, right? Can it still become a classic drama?"

"You boy...hehe, you can't tell you the wrong reason."

Yuan Zhifeng said, and stood up by himself, "I have a picture here to collect, see if you can tell me something."

A painting? Yang Rui was slightly stunned, but when he got up, he followed him.

The two entered a study room. Yang Rui looked at it and found that there were many calligraphy, paintings, antiques and other places.

However, Yuan Zhifeng did not really want him to see the painting. He sat down in the study and smiled slightly, "Let's talk about the serious matter first!"

Yang Rui nodded and sat down opposite him, "I called you a few days ago and told you that the above has issued an instruction. I can be your successor."

"Continue, if it's just this, you don't need to come to see me in person." Yuan Zhifeng remained silent.

Yang Rui looked at his deep eyes and knew that even if he didn't tell him, he should be able to guess what was going on. Why not just go straight to it and make it straightforward?

"Yes, there is another factor. I know, it is my honor for you to like me, my grandfather, and I really don't have the right to negotiate the conditions. However, you should know better than me that people are in the world and that people are in the world and cannot help themselves. I can also be considered as people are in the world!"

Yang Rui sighed for a moment, and then said directly: "What you told me that time was to let me do the successor of legitimate business and the manager of all your legitimate business..."

"Yes, isn't this what you want?"

"Well, I admit that if I were asked to choose, I hope there would be only a legitimate business part. But... the one above pays more attention to Yuan Wangtang, whom you are in charge! There are only two of us here, we have known each other for almost a year, so I will go around in circles and say it directly. The one above pays attention to is your prestige in the underworld. If there is no such relationship and you are just an ordinary rich man, you don't need to be approved for so long." Yang Rui looked at his eyes.

Yuan Zhifeng leaned on the chair and narrowed his eyes: "What you want to say is... do they hope you will take over Yuan Wangtang's affairs? Be my successor in all aspects?"

Yang Rui smiled bitterly. How could a person like Yuan Zhifeng really let someone take over his class? The so-called cultivation of me as his successor is only one of them! And Yuan Feng is only one of the successors. He wants us to have checks and balances with each other, or, in addition to me and Yuan Feng, he also has other characters who arrange checks and balances!

As long as he is not dead, even if he retires, he will still be the one in charge behind the scenes. Even if he dies, he will definitely arrange it for the people of the Yuan family to control it. Unless the two generations of the Yuan family are mediocre, the foundation he has laid will definitely not be easy and cheap from outsiders.

At this time, Yang Rui did not hide much. In the face of such an old world, no concealment could escape his vicious eyes. Instead, it was a little direct and the effect might be better.

"Yes, the above means, let me master Yuan Wangtang as much as possible. The reason has been mentioned just now, you want to find a successor with background, and the above wants to cultivate someone who can take charge of Shenchuan instead of you. And I am the one who was pushed to the front desk among you two forces." Yang Rui smiled mockingly.

Indeed, Yang Rui felt that he was the spokesperson of the two forces and could not really control much. But he did not refuse, because such a front-end character is very different from a puppet. This is definitely an opportunity! A rare opportunity!

Not to mention the domestic environment, it is like a developed capitalist country like the United States, state legislators, governors, members of Congress, and even presidents, who are not the spokespersons for interest groups to push ahead? But is that a puppet?

Use each other and get what you need!

Yuan Zhifeng suddenly laughed and asked kindly: "Yang Rui, what do you mean? Do you think... would I agree to do this?"

Yang Rui frowned slightly and did not answer immediately. Although he had considered such a question, he did not expect Yuan Zhifeng to ask him directly!

Because he doesn't want to rely on superpowers forever, he always looks for opportunities to exercise his abilities, and meeting people like Yuan Zhifeng is a good opportunity for him to exercise. So, this time, he has not predicted Yuan Zhifeng's reaction first. It's very simple. If he just relies on superpowers to get his recognition, can he do it steadily in the future?

"If I were you, I wouldn't agree." Yang Rui said slowly: "Because you are used to being in the boss and enjoying the respect of others for more than ten or twenty years, you cannot get used to peaceful days. Even if you want to be calm, it is just a calm that can be controlled. In other words, the overall situation must be under your remote control so that you can enjoy peace of mind. In this case, you don't want to see a subordinate who is dominant. At least, you need a few people to balance the power, so that you have the meaning of your existence."
Chapter completed!