Chapter 44 Chapter 43 A Letter

Many men in this world live for themselves, but women are different. They live for their parents when they are young, live for their husbands when they grow up, and then live for their children. No matter whether they enjoy it or not, they have to worry too much, just like Zhao Jiadi. Jump the Huangpu River blatantly, and after the jump, you can still put on the posture of a hero who does not change his name and sits without changing his surname.Aunt Cai was different, even if she danced, it was impossible for her to appear in front of Situ Jianqiang and Xiao Guoer with such a strange appearance after the dance.It is not easy for a woman to work hard to create an image.

Aunt Cai took Zhao Jiadi to a large villa with a garden of nearly two acres in Sheshan.Because of his grandmother, Zhao Jiadi has a vague impression of first-tier real estate developers and brand properties. He has also heard of Ziyuan and Sheshan Golf County in the villa sector of Sheshan in Shanghai. As for which big real estate company Aunt Cai is from In the hands of a merchant, it is unknown, and it is estimated that it will not be too far away from the sky-high nine-figure price.After Situ Jianqiang's circle exceeded his imagination too much, he quietly promoted Aunt Cai by two levels by the way. Now it seems that he is still too conservative.

Trembling into the magnificent mansion, Zhao Jiadi could only secretly lament that the rich people in Shanghai don’t treat the land with every inch of land as real. Zhao Jiadi has no research on architecture, so he can’t see what style it is. Anyway, it’s not. very used to.This villa looks like two floors from the outside, but it actually has a fourth floor inside, plus a basement, so there must be a private elevator.For Zhao Jiadi, the house doesn’t need to be too big, a little more than 100 square meters is enough, there is enough space to sleep and place books, no matter how big it is, he doesn’t bother to take care of it, besides, home is home, and it’s convenient to call a nanny, But the taste is light and mixed. For such a big room, I guess I have to call a few more babysitters, otherwise I can’t take care of it at all. In addition to lawn maintenance and the like, the cost is another matter. It’s really not an ordinary trouble. , but walking around behind Aunt Cai's butt, Zhao Jiadi told himself that sour grapes are not good.

Aunt Cai arranged a bedroom for him on the second floor, and she went to the third floor by herself.Zhao Jiadi was a bit obsessed with the bed. After taking a shower, he tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep. The Nokia with tenacious vitality could continue to be used, so he sent harassing text messages to Aunt Cai, saying that the moon is so round tonight and so on. strike up a conversation.Aunt Cai ignored her at first, but Zhao Jiadi persevered based on the belief that sincerity can lead to gold and stones. After half an hour of spam bombardment, Aunt Cai finally couldn't resist the provocation and replied: Good night.

Zhao Jiadi replied: Aunt Cai, it's been a long night of sleepless nights. Aunt Cai replied: Don't force me to kick you out. Zhao Jiadi said arrogantly: "It's a big deal to make another trip. I haven't thrown away the map yet, and I still have a pack of cigarettes. Before you go out, just lend me a bottle and fill it with tap water." Aunt Cai finally replied after a long time: I turned off the phone. Zhao Jiadi didn't have the guts to carry through the rascals to the end, he clicked to stop, and he stopped as soon as he saw it. This is a precious experience he gained from fighting pheasants on the hill.Zhao Jiadi was physically tired, but mentally a little excited. If it wasn't for the huge mansion, he would definitely be even more excited because he was alone and widowed under the same roof as Aunt Cai.Zhao Jiadi couldn't sleep. He searched for an ashtray for a long time, but to no avail, so he put on his clothes and slipped out of the room. He didn't have the consciousness of "touching the widow's door in the middle of the night". His subordinates gave the round, he just wanted to take a stroll and see the style of Sheshan's sky-high luxury mansion.

The room is indeed a bit spacious. After wandering around for a long time, Zhao Jiadi didn't dare to enter the room casually. He still has some self-cultivation. On the first floor, there is a semi-open main study room, which is Zhao Jiadi's destination.He had a glimpse before following Aunt Cai upstairs, and he found that this study room is very distinctive, with two glass exterior walls and two rows of bookshelves reaching the ceiling. Looking from the outside to the inside, it looks like the two walls are supported by books. A corner of a villa.At the corner of the bookshelf, there is a small fish pond, dark green and deep, with a few red carps that are not fat. Books on venture capital, stocks, field survival, psychology, jade identification, etc. are very miscellaneous, and without exception, they are not difficult. They can be classified as introductory books. As long as they can read, there is no dyslexia. My reading habits are very different.If it is said that Zhao Jiadi is seeking for refinement and digging into a dead end, then the owner of this study is seeking miscellaneous things, reading widely, and not seeking to become an expert in various fields, but he has dabbled in everything, a bit like an all-rounder and generalist.Zhao Jiadi took out a book at random, and every now and then there were impressions and circles in the book, and it was the same for another book. The words on the book have a kind of coldness that makes the readers feel rushed to the face - the strokes are profound, not impetuous and light, and the first impression is that this person is not easy to compromise and full of aggression.

Zhao Jiadi took a lot of pleasure in picking one here and another, and soon tossed for an hour. In fact, he was not interested in the books on the bookshelf, nor was he interested in the complex knowledge system formed by these books. The notes in the book have some ideas, and I think it is a good little thing to compile together if I have the opportunity.Zhao Jiadi still remembers a few sentences written by the owner of the study in a rural novel—"The rural children who broke into the big cities from the yellow land and small villages are dogs, and their grandsons are still dogs and wolves. Have the opportunity to give wealth and glory to future generations." "Be a white-eyed wolf, be Chen Shimei, be a fool, keep your head down, but keep your waist straight." "I'm sorry for my friends, I'm sorry for myself, I'm sorry for anyone, it's okay, but don't be sorry for the one who gave birth to you Mother, and the woman who gave birth to you."

There is also a large blackboard on two walls. The blackboard is densely packed. Hundreds of names and corresponding evaluations are all concise and to the point. That turned out to be a network map. Zhao Jiadi stared at the blackboard and swallowed, because many names on the blackboard were familiar to common people, and he had an intuitive evaluation of the owner of this study: Xiongxiong. This magical thing unfolded silently in front of Zhao Jiadi's eyes, just like a cheat book in a martial arts novel that can make the protagonist invincible overnight. To the two students, it is not much different from the Book of Heaven. The rules and mysteries contained in it are not for people who have been in the upper class circles of the Yangtze River Delta for more than ten or twenty years, and they cannot understand them at all.Zhao Jiadi didn't want to "plagiarize" this huge wealth that can only be brought into play by in-depth research. He just looked at the blackboard a little, and then went to sit on the desk and chair.Zhao Jiadi was interested in this study because it didn't match the style of the whole villa. It was very restrained. If Zhao Sanjin liked this kind of big house and magnificent decoration, then Zhao Sanjin definitely didn't like it. A study room with a heavy feeling.

Zhao Jiadi sat at the desk, turned on the lamp, and leaned against the rattan chair that seemed uncomfortable to sit on, quietly feeling the peaceful atmosphere created by this study.On the desk are the Four Treasures of the Study and many reference books, but the one I read the most is an ordinary Chinese dictionary. Pick up an inconspicuous tattered dictionary and read it quietly.After flipping through it a few times, a folded piece of paper fell out of the dictionary and floated on the desk. Zhao Jiadi picked it up and found that it was a letter with the same familiar font as the book on the shelf.

"I am very glad that there is a second man sitting in this position to read this letter besides me. When you read these contents, I have been dead for many years in all likelihood. It is estimated that the age and place you are in I have long forgotten that I am such a small person. Let me introduce myself, my name is Emperor Yang Qing. Many people cursed me to end my sons and grandchildren, and I will die a good death. "I was born in the village of Huangshan, Anhui in 1968. My mother died of illness in 1984. In this year, I committed a murder and was forced to leave the countryside. I came to Fujian to engage in swindling, abduction, murder and arson. From a small gangster to a big gangster In 1989, I finally found my first pot of gold in Guangzhou. In the past few years, I have been involved in dirty and profitable businesses. The result of risking my life is that I have hardly had a good night's sleep. 90 In 2010, I got married for the sake of getting married and entered a completely unfamiliar circle. The gates of Beijing and Tianjin began to open to me, and then I went to the Yangtze River Delta to develop with that golden branch and jade leaf.

"In 1993, I saw Xiao Cai for the first time in Anjiang, Jiande. On the bridge, it was windy and rainy, and she was like a grass. At the first glance, I was sure that she must have a better life than anyone else. I know everything. Give it to her, if I don’t know how to do it, I have to spend money to teach her. There is no complicated reason, maybe it’s because she has the shadow of my mother in her body, or maybe she’s too much like me, it’s a kind of fate, I Believe in fate. At that time, I just felt that after struggling for so many years, I finally found a reason to continue to die. I couldn't give her the world, so I let her fight the world by herself, and lay down a big country. This year, I am twenty-six years old, and my mentality is like a half-dead old man. She is sixteen years old, and she is still a child. When I was young, I always felt that this life of a son of a bitch owed me too much. Later, I realized that I owed some people too much. Some people don’t pay back what they owe, and some people can’t pay back what they owe. Let’s keep it for the rest of our lives. When I was young, I didn’t understand people and things. I always thought that it’s bullshit to repay the good for the good and the evil for the bad. The way out, in the years before the 30th anniversary, intrigues, intrigues, sorry to many people, hurt a lot of people. After the age of 30, calm, willing to suffer, know how to take a step back, repay some people, most of the childhood The resentment has been let go, or vented, there are only a few knots left, and there is no chance to untie it, which is a bit regrettable. "As a man, for forty years, he started from nothing, endured hardships, bowed his head, killed people, drank good wine, lived in a good house, got beautiful women, and at the age of twenty-eight made the entire Yangtze River Delta black. The big villains call out Yang Ye, it’s worth it to earn eleven-figure money at the age of thirty. After I die, there should be a lot of things left behind, but there are not many things I can’t let go. I live in Anhui Huangshan opened a Hope Primary School under Xiao Cai’s name. I hope you can help me maintain it. I’ve been ruthless for thirty years in my life. Raising children, I am afraid that retribution will come to them. I hope this school can accumulate some positive virtues for Xiao Cai. My only regret is that I have not been able to see you with my own eyes. I am curious, who can make Xiao Cai a few years later At last, during the Ching Ming Festival, accompany Xiao Cai to the grave, toast me a glass of wine, good wine.——Yang Qingdi, March 9, 2001."