"Brother De An, I really envy you. Look, your children are so close to you. You don't even have to stammer when you speak.”
"Brother Wenting, you still yearn for it? This is because you have guests here today, so this brat has restrained himself a lot. Otherwise, sigh, there's no need to mention it.”
"I'm really looking forward to it. You don't know, but our family has a large population and many rules. The younger generation has to be respectful in front of the elders. When my child talks to me, it's as if he's memorizing formulas, afraid that he'll say something wrong. My parents and I are the same. Sometimes, I really don't want to go back to the mainland."
While his father was talking to Zhou Wenting, Chen Wenjie went to He Fan again.
"Shuai Fan, you're so good at your studies, do you spend all your time on it?”
"Actually, I don't spend much time studying. I mainly read some extra-cursory books."
"I see. Then why are you still so powerful? Do you usually play games? I found a very fun game. Why don't we add each other as friends and play together?”As he spoke, he took out his phone and opened the app.
He Fan could not persuade him, so he could only agree to his request.
"Eh, Shuai Fan, so you're two months younger than me! I was born on April 6th. However, you're actually five centimeters taller than me.”
"Your logic is really strange. Is there a necessary connection between age and height?”
" Of course there is. Look, a kid is five years old, and I'm fifteen now. I'm definitely taller than him," Chen Wenjie analyzed with a serious expression.
"Alright, your logic is really strong. You win.”
On the other side, Zhou and Chen seemed to have reached an agreement.
Chen De 'an came to his son and said,""Wenjie, go to sleep first. We're going to the small living room to talk business with Lil Fan.”
Chen Wenjie could still tell the priorities of the matter. He said goodnight to everyone and went upstairs first.
Although it was called a small living room, it was not small at all. It was just that this place was more suitable for discussing matters.
Everyone sat in a circle. The dragon-shaped jade was placed on the wooden table in the middle. Soon after, the topic would be discussed.
Zhou Wenting slowly moved his gaze away from the jade and turned to He Fan. "Little friend, I just reached an agreement with Brother De An. He won't compete with me for this jade. But don't worry, I'll definitely give you a satisfactory price.”
"Mr. Zhou, do you have to get this jade?" He Fan asked.”
"Yes, I have a reason why I have to get it.”
"If it's possible, I want to know. I didn't want to sell this jade.”
"No, no, no. Please give up your treasure, little friend. My father's 80th birthday is in two months. I've been worrying about preparing a gift for him. With his status, he has seen all kinds of things, so he has to prepare something unique. The dragon-shaped jade just happens to satisfy this point!”
He Fan smiled. "I think there's another reason!”
" You're indeed smart, young friend," Zhou Wenting praised." There are indeed other reasons." Actually, although our family appears to be harmonious and united on the surface, the competition in the dark is also very intense. I have been the manager of Zhou Tai Fook for 10 years. There will be a re-election next year. I have three older brothers and two younger brothers. There were also a few cousins who were strong candidates for the position of incharge. Although my father hasn't been in charge of anything for many years, he still has a lot of influence, so I want to take advantage of his birthday to give him a unique gift. As long as this dragon-shaped jade appears, it will definitely suppress everyone present and outshine all the other gifts.”
Pausing for a moment, Zhou Wenting smiled bitterly. "I know. Perhaps you will think that I am being snobbish. They might even think that I'm tarnishing it by exchanging treasures for a future, but in my position, there's nothing I can do about it.”
He Fan smiled and said," Thank you for your honesty, Mr. Zhou. Actually, I've always believed that everything has a corresponding value. Although the dragon-shaped jade is unique, I don't think it's unique. Some things that we think are precious are simply because of human nature.”There seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Everyone present was smart, and this was indeed the case. They were just curious about how He Fan could have such a mature mind at such a young age.
In the end, Zhou Wenting got the jade as he wished, but the price he paid was not known to anyone except those who were present at the time.
After rejecting Chen De 'an's stay and other invitations, He Fan still returned to He Jiong's house.
It was already past three in the morning. Lying on the bed, He Fan was not sleepy at all. Thinking about what he had experienced today, he felt like he was dreaming. In the original world, although he had a good life, he definitely did not have such a fortuitous encounter. In only one day, he had gained wealth and interpersonal relationships that commoners could never imagine, especially the favor from the Zhou's Group in Xiangjiang City. That kind of favor would provide him with unlimited possibilities in the future.
Since he couldn't sleep, he went to the internet cafe. Ever since he opened Weibo, he hadn't looked at it much. He didn't know how many people followed him.
He logged into the account " He Fan ". Hehe, the number of fans had actually exceeded 50 million. This was the real deal. It was not some zombie fan who claimed to have exceeded 100 million. Moreover, there were countless comments on Weibo. In short, He Fan was so popular that he was turning purple.
Hence, he posted his first official Weibo post in this world:
Do you see me or not
I was there
neither sad nor happy
Do you miss me or not?
Love is there
Don't come, don't go
Do you love me or not
love is there
no loss, no gain
Are you with me or not?
My hand is in your hand
Never give up
Come into my arms
or
let me live in your heart
Love in silence
Silence and joy.
In his previous life, someone claimed that this poem was written by Cang Yang, but it was later proven to be wrong. It was just that many people felt that the style of this poem was extremely similar to Cang Yang's, so it was considered his.
After posting, He Fan left Weibo. However, he did not know that the moment he logged out, the comments under his account multiplied.
" Wow, what a great benefit! Shuai Fan actually stayed up late to post on Weibo!"
"Brothers, quickly get up and capture Shuai Fan alive!"
"I checked just now, but I didn't find this poem online! Could it be Shuai Fan's original creation?"
"Yeah, I checked too, it must be written by Shuai Fan, but what does this poem express? Is there a literary expert who can analyze it?”
"I was reading Shuai Fan's poem just now and I have some humble opinions to share with everyone. If there is anything wrong, I hope everyone won't laugh at me."
"This poem uses the rhetoric of parallel and is recited repeatedly. There was not a single flowery line in the poem, only simple and unadorned emotions. No matter how the world changed, his feelings would never change. The love that was there was like the stars in the sky, unchanging even after experiencing the vicissitudes of life.”
"From ancient times until now, love has been a topic that countless people recite. There are too many poems that prove the beauty of love, but at the same time, it also proves that love is a kind of heart-wrenching pain.”
"However, I suspect that this poem isn't Shuai Fan writing about himself. It was written about a certain monk in history, Cang Cuo. Legend had it that Cang Cuo was a living Buddha on the snowy plateau. He yearned for freedom and love, and was known as the Love Monk.”
"Thinking of the beautiful snowy plateau, the sentimental Cang Cuo walking in the snow because of his longing, meeting his lover at night, is it fate or calamity? At dawn, people read the clear footprints left by a man in the snowy wilderness. The footprints were fast and powerful, connecting the Bula Palace and the depths of the alley. Hence, he was puzzled, deep in thought, and then shocked. While Cang Yang sang in the name of love, she also wrote about her betrayal of religion.”
"Think about Cang Cuo's helplessness as a living Buddha. Although he couldn't change those rules, he still chose to abandon the scriptures and change his fate. How much courage does it take? How could it not be true and pure love? Then what force made him give up his power? There was only one answer, and that was love!”
"This is my analysis of Shuai Fan's poem, if there is anything wrong, please enlighten me!”
"You're too humble. You're simply an expert. After hearing what you said, my understanding of this poem has deepened.”
"I, Shuai Fan, am indeed a genius! But didn't you notice? When Shuai Fan posted his poem, the address was actually in Chang Shan! In other words, Shuai Fan had not left after recording the show. Did any of his friends from Changshan see him there?”
This night was destined to be sleepless.
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