Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin had just stepped out of the house when the sunlight was shining under the old locust tree. In the mottled light and shadow, an old bicycle repairman was busy at work. His work was as smooth as flowing water and he was extremely skilled.

This is Master Qian, a well-known craftsman among the neighbors. Not only is he skilled in car repair, he is also a very enthusiastic person.

"Hey! Xiao Zhong, I haven't seen you for a few days!" Master Qian looked up and recognized Zhong Yuemin passing by at a glance. A friendly smile spread across his face, and wrinkles piled up like a small hill on his forehead.

"Hehe...I was away for a few days and went to the countryside to visit my wife. Master Qian, you're pretty busy today."

Zhong Yuemin stopped, playing with his keychain, and answered casually. Zhong Yuemin was wearing a shirt and slightly worn jeans, but he looked uninhibited and free and easy. While speaking, Zhong Yuemin handed over a few cigarettes.

"It's OK! I can't compare with you, a people's teacher, decent and stable."

Master Qian took the cigarette, but did not light it immediately. Instead, he habitually put it between his ears and continued with his work.

There were several people gathered in front of Master Qian's stall, some came to get their cars repaired, and some just came to chat. The small space was filled with the flavor of life.

"Master Qian, look at what you said. We are both serving the people. You repair cars and I teach. We each have our own hardships and our own happiness." Zhong Yuemin responded with a smile, his tone containing a bit of self-mockery and open-mindedness.

"Haha...haha...Xiao Zhong, the way you speak as a teacher is different. It's cultured and profound." Master Qian smiled naively, and the wrench in his hand made a slight metallic collision sound, as if accompanying the conversation.

"Hehe...Master Qian, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go out for a walk, get some sun, and replenish some calcium." Zhong Yuemin patted Master Qian on the shoulder, turned around and was about to leave, looking relaxed and at ease.

Just after walking more than ten meters, Master Qian seemed to suddenly remember something important. He frowned and shouted at Zhong Yuemin's back, "Xiao Zhong, it's still the beginning of the month, don't take the bus!"

Generally speaking, the beginning of the month is the day when various units pay salaries. These Buddhists remember the salary payment time of various government agencies, units and enterprises very clearly.

At this time of the month every year, they would wait early at the doors of various units and fill the buses to capacity.

Whether you are a section chief or director of a central unit, or an ordinary worker, if you dare to squeeze into a tram or take a bus, those three hands will attack you mercilessly. Even if you shout at the top of your lungs, it will be of no use.

Over time, everyone became more cautious, and many people would choose to walk or ride a bicycle to and from work on payday.

Even if I have to take the bus, I will always be vigilant, fearing that my hard-earned money will be stolen. After all, it is better to be safe than sorry!

While thinking about these things, Zhong Yuemin turned around and replied with a smile, "Master Qian, we haven't started work yet, how can we get paid? Your reminder is really timely, but it seems a little too early."

Upon hearing this, Master Qian was stunned for a moment, then he patted his forehead and said with a smile, "Hey... Look at my memory. I get confused when I'm busy. Yes, yes, yes, I haven't started work today. I remembered it wrong. But Xiao Zhong, don't be careless. Even if it's not a payday, those three hands are omnipresent. You still have to be careful when you go out."

"Ha...ha...Master Qian, I like to hear what you said. Don't worry, I may not have any other skills, but I am still vigilant. Besides, with an old hand like you around, how can a young man like me dare not be cautious?" Zhong Yuemin joked with a smile.

Master Qian was amused and laughed. "You are so sweet-mouthed, no wonder your wife listens to you so much. Come on, go for a walk, I still have a lot of work to do."

Zhong Yuemin responded, then turned and left.

Song Xiangjun was sitting comfortably on a small stool in the yard, enjoying the warm sunshine on her body, holding an old book in her hand, occasionally looking up at the sky, her eyes full of tranquility and satisfaction.

When Song Xiangjun saw Zhong Yuemin appear at the gate of the courtyard, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she stood up with a bright smile on her face.

"When did you come back?" There was a hint of surprise and joy in Song Xiangjun's voice.

Zhong Yuemin approached with a smile, holding a woven bag full of fruits in his hand. He had picked them specially from his own secret space. Each fruit was plump and juicy, exuding an enticing aroma.

"I arrived yesterday afternoon. How do you feel? You don't have anything to do these days, right? This is the fruit I brought you. You can't give it to others. It's exclusive to you. You can't buy it anywhere else." Zhong Yuemin's words were full of teasing and doting, and it was obvious that he knew Song Xiangjun very well.

"I'm fine. What can happen to me? By the way, be careful when you come next time. My mother is worried about me, so she lives here too." There was a hint of apology in her words, as if she was worried that Zhong Yuemin would be angry.

At this moment, a crisp voice came from outside the door. "Hey! Someone is coming home!" As the voice fell, a kind middle-aged woman appeared at the door with a warm smile on her face and curiosity and expectation in her eyes.

Zhong Yuemin turned around and immediately recognized that this was Song Xiangjun's mother, so he greeted her with a smile. "Hello, Auntie! I'm here to see Teacher Song."

Zhou Jingyi looked at Zhong Yuemin, with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. "Oh, it's Xiao Zhong, come in and sit down. Xiangjun often mentioned you, saying that you are a good person. After meeting you today, I found that you are indeed a spirited young man."

Zhong Yuemin scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "Thank you for the compliment, Auntie. I just came to see Teacher Song and brought some fruit."

Song Xiangjun interrupted and said, "Mom, the fruit that Zhong Yuemin brought is delicious. Try it."

Zhou Jingyi smiled and nodded, picked up a piece of fruit and tasted it, then showed a surprised expression. "Well, it's really good. This fruit tastes really good. Xiao Zhong, you are thoughtful."

Zhong Yuemin scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "Of course, of course. Auntie, please sit down too. I went out of town this time and brought back some local specialties for Teacher Song. I hope you don't mind."

Song's mother smiled and nodded. "I don't mind, I don't mind. I'm already very happy that you can come to see Xiangjun."

The three of them sat around a small table in the yard and started chatting about family matters. Zhong Yuemin told about his experiences and interesting stories, which made Song Xiangjun and her mother laugh continuously.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls into the yard, adding a bit of warmth to this cozy scene.

Time passed quietly amidst laughter and joy. When it was almost noon, Zhong Yuemin stood up and said goodbye. "Auntie, Teacher Song, I have to go now."

"Xiao Zhong, let's eat here."

"No, Auntie."

Song Xiangjun and Zhou Jingyi both stood up and walked Zhong Yuemin to the door. Zhou Jingyi patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder. "Xiao Zhong, come and play often when you have time."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, Auntie. I will."

Zhou Jingyi looked at Zhong Yuemin's receding back and sighed. "This guy is humorous and interesting, but it's a pity that he is married, otherwise... Oh!"

"Mom, what are you thinking about!"

Before Li Wenbo and Yu Guodong returned to Hong Kong Island, they came to see Zhong Yuemin. "Mr. Zhong, there is no money left in our Jinhua account."

Before returning to Hong Kong Island, Li Wenbo and Yu Guodong came to see Zhong Yuemin, with a trace of worry on their faces. As soon as they met, Li Wenbo said straight to the point, "Mr. Zhong, there is no money in our Jinhua account."

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked in confusion, "Where's the money? How come there is no money?"

Li Wenbo sighed and replied resentfully, "Mr. Zhong, you called me every day some time ago and asked me to use all my money to buy land and stocks in Japan. You called me every day and finally I bought a piece of land in Hong Kong Island for 3000 million Hong Kong dollars. But 3000 million Hong Kong dollars sounds like a lot, but it doesn't make a splash in real estate. I bought two more pre-sale properties, and then I spent it all."

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin was silent for a moment, as if he was digesting this information. He looked up at Li Wenbo. "Did you make money?"

Li Wenbo chuckled, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes. "Mr. Zhong, the land we bought has doubled in value. What do you think, should we sell it?"

Zhong Yuemin raised his eyebrows when he heard this and asked, "Sell? Why do you want to sell?"

Li Wenbo and Yu Guodong looked at each other, obviously not expecting Zhong Yuemin to say that. Li Wenbo explained, "Mr. Zhong, if we don't sell it, our Jinhua Investment Company will become an intermediary company."

Zhong Yuemin frowned slightly after hearing what Li Wenbo said, then relaxed his brows and smiled. "Wenbo, why are you in such a hurry? When we invest, we need to take a long-term view. You said that the land has doubled in value, which is great, but this is just the beginning, not the end."

Upon hearing this, Li Wenbo showed a puzzled look on his face, and Yu Guodong beside him also gave him a questioning look.

"Mr. Zhong, what do you mean..." Li Wenbo asked tentatively.

"What I mean is that our Jinhua Investment Company should not only be a simple investor, but also a farsighted and strategic investor. Whether it is Japan or Hong Kong Island, I am optimistic about its future development potential. Although the land we currently hold has doubled in the short term, in the long run, this is just the tip of the iceberg."

"But, Mr. Zhong, we have no money left in our account. If this continues, the company's operations will be affected." Li Wenbo said with some concern.

Zhong Yuemin waved his hand gently, calming Li Wenbo's anxiety with a calm attitude. "I will find a way to solve the problem of funds. You don't have to worry too much."

Then, Zhong Yuemin turned the topic to the situation of Takehara Masaki. "What is the current situation of Takehara Masaki?"

Li Wenbo immediately replied, "Mr. Zhong, Takehara Masaki's situation should be similar to mine. However, the difference is that most of my funds are operated in the secondary market, while Takehara Masaki's funds are mainly used to purchase land. So they should also be short of funds now."

Zhong Yuemin nodded slightly and fell into a brief contemplation. After a moment, he raised his head and said with a sharp gaze, "Tell Takehara Masaki to use the financing model commonly used by real estate companies to mortgage the land and uncompleted buildings to the bank to obtain funds. Especially since the real estate in Hong Kong Island is currently on an upward trend, I believe mortgage financing is not a problem at all."

Li Wenbo smiled in agreement when he heard this. "Mr. Zhong, I think so too."

Zhong Yuemin nodded, expressing his satisfaction with Li Wenbo's response, and then he further elaborated on his ideas.

“Wenbo, you have to understand that although the secondary market may bring rich returns in the short term, it is often the high-tech companies in the primary market that can truly promote social progress and create huge value. They represent future trends and are the real source of innovation.”

Li Wenbo listened carefully and nodded in agreement. "Mr. Zhong, I understand what you mean. I will immediately organize a team to strengthen the research and analysis of the primary market, especially those high-tech companies with potential."

"Very good." Zhong Yuemin praised. "At the same time, we must keep an eye on the secondary market, but invest selectively. Remember, our goal is to find companies that can lead future trends and create huge value, rather than just pursuing short-term profits."

Li Wenbo nodded again, indicating that he had fully understood Zhong Yuemin's intention. "Mr. Zhong, don't worry, I will lead the team to go all out to ensure that our investment can achieve long-term returns."

Zhong Yuemin patted Li Wenbo on the shoulder to show encouragement. "I believe in you and your team."

After the holiday, when everyone returned to the office, the atmosphere seemed different from before. Although there were only four people in the office, the subtle change was still hard to ignore.

Zhong Yuemin muttered to himself: "Didn't we just get a salary increase? Why are you sighing again? A salary increase should last at least one or two months." He looked at his colleagues curiously, trying to find the root of the problem.

Without waiting for Zhong Yuemin to ask, Xie Min had already sighed with gritted teeth, "It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others!" Her tone was full of dissatisfaction and helplessness.

Zhong Yuemin asked with a smile, "Sister, what's going on?" He tried to ease the tense atmosphere with a relaxed attitude.

Lao Yang sighed and answered helplessly, "Alas! Other departments have research classes, why doesn't our department have one?" His tone was full of disappointment and envy.

Zhong Yuemin was moved when he heard this. He understood that this research class was not an ordinary training program, but was commissioned by the Ministry of Education. The benefits behind it were self-evident. On the surface, it was a matter of allowance, but in fact it was more about qualifications and the glory of the file. If he could participate in this project, it would undoubtedly add a lot of highlights to his career.

Zhong Yuemin further asked, "What did Professor Yue say?" Zhong Yuemin knew very well that as a senior leader, Professor Yue's opinion was crucial.

Xie Min replied, "Other departments have already started classes, so what's the point in talking about this. Professor Yue has been busy with teaching materials recently and hasn't had time to get involved." Her tone was full of regret and helplessness.

Zhong Yuemin heard this and said "oh" softly, and then stopped talking. He knew in his heart that such a good thing might not happen to him, and it was useless to worry about it.