Everything that needs to be solved has been solved, but it is only a small matter. Now there is a trouble. Big trouble is waiting for Ye Huan.
There is a poem that says: I once whipped a famous horse because I was drunk, for fear that my love would be too much for my beauty.
This is a poem with a very beautiful artistic conception. Translated into vernacular, it means: Don’t wear such a big hat if you don’t have such a big head. The word “passionate” sounds elegant and refined, but in fact it is the most thankless job.
, in a teapot
There is only so much water in noodles. Pour a cup of this and a cup of that. How many cups can you pour? Why advocate monogamy? This is actually to protect men. Of course, if you have a strong second brother who is not soft 24 hours a day
, is a different matter.
All in all, being "passionate" is very technical. If you don't have that skill, it's best to stay calm.
What Ye Huan hates the most is his own dirty talk. After the attack at the cocktail party, his brain became hot and he made a promise to Zhou Mei and the three girls to "live up to this life"...
Cheap or not? Cheap or not?
"Too cheap!" The monkey looked at him with disdain.
There was sympathy in Zhang San's eyes: "Let's not talk about Qiao Mu's reaction. Let's talk about Zhou Mei and the three girls. Brother Huan, can you deal with it? Or do you plan to imitate the ancient wealthy family and have a family?
Wives and concubines, how many times do they take turns every night?"
"Second brother will be ground into an embroidery needle..." Ye Huan caressed his crotch lovingly and said dejectedly.
The monkey sighed: "It's really a difficult thing. If Zhou Mei and the others were the kind of snobbish women who only see money, things would be easier to handle. But each of them has had an unforgettable experience with you. Everyone
They are all good women with pure natures. It will be a lifetime regret to marry whomever you marry or not..."
Hearing this, Ye Huan felt even more sad. After pondering for a long time, he couldn't come up with a way to get the best of both worlds. His usual cleverness was completely gone at this moment.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Huan slammed the table angrily: "I might as well become a monk and not marry anyone!"
Monkey leisurely said: "It's not easy to be a monk. The monk temple does not accept illiterate people. If you don't have a bachelor's degree or above, don't even think about getting in. It's even harder than taking the civil service examination."
Ye Huan paused for a moment, looking up to the sky with grief and anger and sighing: "What the hell is this world like! Is there any way for an honest person to survive?"
Zhang San said with contempt on his face: "Everyone else has a teapot and a teacup, but you have four teacups and you look like your dead father. Are you being pretentious?"
Ye Huan said angrily: "Are you envious? How about I find some stunning beauties for you?"
Zhang San smiled and said: "Come on, I don't have that fate. Who is this stunning beauty? She was born to drive a BMW. Marrying me would be a bit like letting a dog do that..."
Ye Huan sneered: "That's right. It will be miserable for a stunning beauty to marry you. She was originally destined to ride in a BMW, but if she marries you, she can only lie under the BMW..."
The monkey said in astonishment: "What do you mean?"
"Push over, press over... Once you see that you are still alive, the BMW reverses and continues to press over, press over..."
More than two months have passed, and it is already late autumn in Beijing.
The injuries of Hou Hou and Zhang San have improved a little, and their broken legs have gained some feeling. When the coolness of autumn gradually penetrates into their bodies, they also sit in wheelchairs and are pushed by nurses to start rehabilitation treatment.
Ye Huan couldn't take care of the lawsuit for the time being, so he simply stayed in the hospital to take care of his brother.
On the lawn downstairs of the inpatient department, Ye Huan watched with anticipation as Monkey and Zhang San lifted themselves up from the wheelchair, their trembling arms slowly straightened from the armrest of the wheelchair, and there were big beads of sweat on their foreheads. Slowly dripping...
"Come on! Stand up, Mengmeng!" Ye Huan clenched her fists and cheered excitedly.
Bang!
Both of them were frustrated and fell down at the same time.
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"Can you take this idle person away? It affects our mood." The monkey pointed at Ye Huan and said coldly to the nurse.
The nurse said nothing, covering her mouth and giggling.
Ye Huan had no choice but to give up this overzealous encouragement.
Of course, Ye Huan is not really idle, he is actually very busy.
He was busy dispersing his family wealth.
This is really a shocking and unusual decision, but it was already in Ye Huan's plan.
After the Shen Rui incident ended, he contacted the people from the Happy Fund and injected all the income from all the assets under his name into the foundation, and the same will be true for future income. The current income is mainly from celebrity clubs, under Liu Mei's careful management , the celebrity club has created more than one billion yuan in assets for Ye Huan, and Ye Huan simply gave it all to the Happy Fund. As for the uranium mine in North Africa, since Shen Rui is dead, it is logical that 9% of the shares in his name will be transferred. Ye Huan took it, and Ye Huan also signed an agreement with the Happy Fund. Once the North African uranium mine makes a profit, all the profits will be received by the Happy Fund.
This was a crazy decision. At least when the old man of the Shen family found out, he was so angry that he couldn't eat for two days. He lamented that the family was unlucky to have such a prodigal son. Every time Ye Huan went to see him, the old man would pull out a ten-foot-long stick from nowhere. The eight snake spears danced like tigers all over the yard and chased Ye Huan. Ye Huan gave full play to his shameless nature. No matter how much the old man scolded him, he always had a playful smile on his face. He didn't explain or get angry. The old man beat him I got tired of being scolded too much, so I just sighed and said whatever happened to my grandson with long wings.
Why did Ye Huan inject so much money into the Happy Fund? Why did he spend all his wealth?
Others say he is stupid and a prodigal, but the brothers and women around him don't see it that way. They know that Ye Huan has always had a wish. The ancients once wrote a poem that said, "I can live in a mansion with thousands of houses." Ye Huan's wish is probably That's what he means. He wants to build many welfare homes across the country, provide free food and accommodation to homeless orphans, give them free medical treatment, and let them study for free...
This is a very expensive ideal. Without sufficient financial backing, how can the ideal be realized?
People always have some ideals in this life. Some people's ideals are just three meals a day or getting into a better university. Some people need hundreds of millions of dollars to pave the way and build the foundation.
Of course, Ye Huan also has an ideal. Even though the scale is a bit large and although it is very expensive, it... is still an ideal.
Having ideals is what we call living.
Unknowingly, two months had passed. Two months ago, Ye Huan and Shen Rui had their own plans and the struggle was intensifying. Ye Huan was worried that Shen Rui would threaten the women around him, so he couldn't help but send someone to force the three girls of Zhou Mei to death. Sent to the countryside of Ninghai. After the incident, Ye Huan stayed in the capital to accompany Hou Hou and Zhang San in their rehabilitation. Qiao Mu, Zhou Mei and the others still stayed in Ninghai, and unexpectedly did not harass him in the past two months.
It wasn't until yesterday that Qiao Mu called and asked him coldly if he had forgotten that Ninghai also had a wife and a bunch of ambiguous women who had trouble with him. Ye Huan then expressed his stance and returned to Ninghai soon.
Look, Qiao Mu told Ye Huan with facts that the female master's degree is also a woman, and she also knows how to be jealous, and she stands on the moral upper hand as soon as she opens her mouth. In one sentence, she calls herself a family flower, while Zhou Mei and the others are reduced to wild flowers without any suspense.
No matter how fragrant the wild flowers are... they are still wild flowers. As for Qiao Mu's phone call, Zhou Mei and those wild flowers definitely don't have the confidence to fight.
What needs to be faced must be faced.
When Ye Huan was packing up and preparing to go back to Ninghai to completely solve all these troubles, Hou Hou and Zhang San, who were recovering, lost their minds and clamored to go back with Ye Huan, otherwise they would jump off the building and break a leg to show him.
He has the decisive spirit of "fighting to the death for justice, only today".
Ye Huan couldn't bear to see these two people disabled again, so she had to agree. In order to take care of the two disabled people, Ye Huan had to call and borrow her mother's private jet.
Zhou Rong was very generous, and what she had was her son's, so she agreed without saying a word. However, Zhou Rong was very worried about her son. She felt that his son had something wrong with his brain recently, and wondered whether he was injured by a stray bullet two months ago.
"You sold the celebrity club?"
"It's not for sale. It's still operating. It's just that its future profits are none of my business. The foundation will use them to build welfare homes..."
This is obviously not the focus of Zhou Rong's concern: "Did you also sell the uranium mines in North Africa?"
"It's not for sale, it's still operating, but its future profits are none of my business..."
Before she finished speaking, Zhou Rong interrupted: "I don't care about this. I just want to ask you, after inheriting the Tenglong Group in the future, do you also plan to sell it?"
Ye Huan: "…………"
It's hard to answer this, because that's what he really thinks.
Hearing the silence on the other end of the phone, Zhou Rong was frightened and kept asking: "You won't be so prodigal, right? Right? Tell me, you actually still have a trace of humanity, right?"
Wrong? Right?"
Ye Huan: "…………"
This is even harder to answer.
The definition of human nature is very vague. It has to be looked at from two aspects. The Neo-Confucian classics say "preserve the way of heaven and destroy human desires." This probably means that there are too many bad things in human nature, such as greed and selfishness. Without human nature, it will be worse.
It was a good thing, but Zhou Rong obviously didn't mean it. She almost pointed at Ye Huan's nose and called him a beast.
"Ye Huan, let me tell you, Tenglong Group is what I left to you. It can guarantee you a rich and worry-free life for the rest of your life. If you dare to sell it, I will beat you to death! In half a year, I will hand over the group to you.
Here you go, you can go back to work at Tenglong Group honestly!" Zhou Rong rarely got mad at her precious son.
"Mom, I don't understand business..."
"You can learn if you don't understand. Zhou Mei knows everything. She can teach you step by step."
Ye Huan sighed heavily. He really had no interest in doing business. When he thought about the future, he could only sit in the chairman's office, working nine to five like office workers every day, and he had endless social activities and endless drinks.
Work wine, various hidden business rules, various temptations of money or beautiful women...
Thinking of spending the rest of his life like this, Ye Huan felt like he was crawling all over. Although he didn't understand business, he had heard that modern and healthy family-owned businesses were all managed by a dedicated team of professional managers. They were the ones who managed the business.
The real business elites of this era, and business owners have generally retreated behind the scenes and only paid dividends and made money. If they were to run it by themselves, not only would they be exhausted to death, but they would also be very likely to bankrupt their mother's life-long efforts in a short period of time.
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Inheriting shares is fine, but forget about running the business. Again, if you don’t have such a big head, don’t wear such a big hat.
Ye Huan said seriously: "Mom, I want to talk to you about life and ideals..."
Zhou Rongrong was delighted: "Oh, my son actually came to talk to me about life. Go ahead, I'm listening."
"What kind of person do you think I am?"
"Prodigal son." Zhou Rong blurted out without thinking at all.
Ye Huan's face turned dark. He felt that talking to his mother about his life was simply a form of self-abuse.
"No,...at least not entirely right."
"Other than this title, I really can't think of any other words to describe you."
"Mom, actually I'm just a gangster. When you saw me in Ninghai, didn't you fully see my true nature?" Ye Huan sighed deeply.
What is a gangster?
A gangster has no ambitions, he just muddles along. A gangster doesn't look like a prince even if he wears a dragon robe. He is destined not to live a life of wealth and wealth.
His status is that of a prince, but his essence is that of a grassroots man.
In the past two years, Ye Huan's life has undergone earth-shaking changes. He has become rich, prosperous, experienced wealth, experienced life and death, joy, anger, sorrow, and the hardships of the world. He has walked along the way, and sometimes he may have been embarrassed.
, maybe walking calmly, but after all, he is just walking through, not staying. For him, seeing the scenery along the way is enough.
After going through so much, what he misses the most is the fried dough sticks that cost one dollar a piece fried by Old Man Li in the dilapidated alley in the old town of Ninghai.
This is Ye Huan.
Stupid or not?
Very silly.
But if everyone in the world could be as silly as Ye Huan, our world might be a lot more harmonious.
Zhou Rong was silent for a long time, and she seemed to gradually understand her son's thoughts.
My son is not mud that cannot stick to the wall. He has his persistence. Although his persistence may seem ridiculous in the eyes of others, as long as a person has something he insists on, it is valuable no matter what. Ask yourself, after all,
Who is the ridiculous person?
What are you doing with all your wealth?
There is something to do and something not to do.
Zhou Rong sighed, her sigh mixed with infinite love: "Son, do you know that you are stupid?"
"Whether I am stupid or smart, I am Ye Huan, the unique Ye Huan. There is only one Ye Huan in this world."
Ye Huan burst into laughter, with pride and boldness in his laughter.
ps: The book is not finished yet, there are still a few chapters, it is just the finishing stage, the speed will inevitably be slower. I have already said hello to everyone, and I am busy preparing materials for the new book these days...