rebirth gossip

Yuan Mingyi's mother and son got off the car, and Yuan Weijun and his wife were already standing at the door to greet them. Along the way, Yuan Weijun and his nephew revealed everything that happened in the study today, and hinted that they had contributed to his innocence.

Yuan Mingyi's back was sweating. Fortunately, he didn't refuse Yuan Weijun's offer, otherwise he would have been played to death secretly by these uncles.

"Thank you fourth uncle and aunt for your protection."

"Ming Yi, let's not say thank you or not." Yuan Weijun sounded like himself.

"In the future, anyone who can speak up on the board of directors will definitely support the fourth uncle." Yuan Mingyi gave a guarantee, and this is the value that he will be attracted by his uncle.

"You and my uncle and nephew will join forces, and we will be able to make great achievements in the board of directors in the future." Yuan Weijun believed that his nephew was already tightly bound to him.

After dinner, Yuan Mingyi was called into the study by Yuan Zhenkui alone.

"Ming Yi, what about the messy things in those magazines and newspapers?"

"It's nonsense, just like those previous scandal reports." Yuan Mingyi glanced at the cover of the magazine, his face changed all the time.

Yuan Zhenkui stared closely at Yuan Mingyi, wanting to see his grandson's heart.

"Grandpa, our family's investment project in the mainland is going on. I'm so busy that I don't even have time to sleep. How can I have time to think about those romantic events? I don't know why, but the media in Hong Kong City will go to the mainland to pay attention to me. Even me and others Talking about cooperation in the restaurant is considered a scandal by them."

Yuan Mingyi took the opportunity to clear himself up, and he was fed up with the stalking of those media.In the face of the media who are always pestering people out of nothing, Yuan Mingyi is not unresponsive. He has already sensed that someone is instigating behind the scenes.

"What's the name of the young man you're working with? He looks really good."

Yuan Zhenkui sat down and took out a cigar from the drawer and put it on his mouth to enjoy himself. His personal doctor had already forbidden him to smoke.

Feeling that Yuan Zhenkui was probing with his words, Yuan Mingyi thought for a while before saying: "His name is Yang Xiaoge, he is still a freshman, he is relatively mature, and he has a set of views on the future development of the Internet in mainland China, which is very close to my thinking."

"Do you think China Mainland has great prospects for the development of the IT industry in the future? Are you so attentive to this cooperation?" Yuan Zhenkui asked Yuan Mingyi again with squinted eyes.

Yuan Mingyi froze, he didn't want Yuan Zhenkui to notice that he wanted to start a business out of the Yuan family. 123 Company had only just been established and needed the help of Yuan's influence in the mainland.

As Yang Xiaoge said, the mainland has a large population and is the largest natural consumer market in the world. Coupled with the scale of the largest factory in the world, there is great potential for development in the future, whether it is the Internet or e-commerce.Yuan Mingyi didn't want to discuss these predictions with anyone in the family, lest the 123 company he invested in privately be meddled by the family and become family owned.

"Grandpa, I'm personally optimistic about the future IT market in Mainland China." Yuan Mingyi paused for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on his face. "However, there is a bubble crisis in the Internet technology in the United States. I am afraid that it will affect the Internet technology industry in mainland China. In order to avoid investment risks, I used the dividends my grandfather gave me last year to set up a small company and try to enter the water."

The implication of Yuan Mingyi's words was that he didn't want the family investment to suffer losses, so he used the small money in his pocket to make small experiments and experiments, and the loss was harmless.

"Yes, it's rare for a young man to be so cautious. If you like this industry, try it out. If you need money, you can ask your fourth uncle for help." Yuan Zhenkui is very satisfied that his grandson is thinking about the family. He doesn't know much about Internet technology, and he is not optimistic about this Emerging industry.

The fact that the Yuan Group is becoming more and more stagnant has a lot to do with Yuan Zhenkui's own conservatism.

"Okay, grandpa."

Yuan Mingyi responded with a smile, let Yuan Weijun join 123 Company?Unless he wants to send the sheep to the tiger's mouth.

"Ming Yi, you can't just think about your career, you should also think about marriage." Yuan Zhenkui felt that his grandson would be 26 after the new year, so he could start choosing a marriage partner.

"Grandpa, I don't have time to think about it now." Yuan Mingyi had no thought of getting married at all.

Yuan Zhenkui thought Yuan Mingyi was embarrassed, so he let out a long laugh, got up and patted his grandson on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Grandpa will help you pay attention and find a good marriage for you."

Yuan Mingyi felt disgusted, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he bowed his head in silence.

Not self-reliant, like uncles and uncles, marriage is not pure, it is always intertwined with interests.

After the new year, under Yuan Zhenkui's strong intervention, the Hong Kong media no longer reported the gossip about the Yuan family's Seventeenth Young Master, and the Seventeenth Younger's rumored lover became a mystery for the time being.The four-room brothers were reprimanded by their father at the New Year's board meeting, and since then they have become a little more low-key.It wasn't until after March that the US Internet bubble burst, and Yuan Weishen was in a better mood. He watched the development of the IT company invested by his seventeenth nephew in mainland China with the mood of watching a joke.

Yang Xiaoge remembered that he was concerned about 123 Company, and left for Shenshi on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

"Hey, Mr. Yuan, you came to the company so early?"

Yang Xiaoge thought that Li Ping was the only one in the company, and didn't want Yuan Mingyi to be there.

"My mother couldn't stand the tropical climate, so she went back to Shenshi in the third year of junior high school." Seeing Yang Xiaoge, Yuan Mingyi was also surprised.

"Hey, did you two bring something delicious?"

Wrapped in pajamas and holding tools, Li Ping kicked a pair of cotton slippers and came out of the computer room with a chicken coop hairstyle.He has eaten instant noodles for a few days, and now everything he sees looks like crooked instant noodles.

"This..." Yuan Mingyi spread his hands, he only brought a briefcase and some clothes.

"I brought a lot, Li Ping, today I'll show my hand, and I'll tidy up delicious food to comfort you, a model worker." Yang Xiaoge curled his mouth and kicked the two big bags he brought.More than half of it is the new year's goods stuffed by Mrs. Zhou for her grandson.

Li Ping rubbed his belly, feeling that happiness was coming. "I'll update the link again and give a shout out when dinner is ready."

Some websites contain illegal links, and Li Ping has to check and remove them, which requires a lot of work.

Yang Xiaoge made an OK gesture to Li Ping with his fingers, and Yuan Mingyi and Yuan Mingyi dragged their hands to the kitchen on the first floor, and took out all the edible New Year's goods.

Most of the New Year's goods are cooked food processed by Mrs. Zhou. Among them, homemade sausages, fish balls, meatballs, cured chicken, fried tofu, and hair cakes are delicious, and Yang Xiaoge never gets tired of eating them.

"Xiaoge is good at cooking?" Yuan Mingyi saw Mrs. Zhou's homemade fried tofu, and couldn't help recalling his childhood in the countryside of Jiangbei. His grandfather's tofu was pretty good. Every Chinese New Year, the house was crowded with people who came to grind tofu. Folks, there is unlimited supply of hot tofu flower.

"Generally speaking, you don't need to be high-level to eat hot pot." The ingredients in the hot pot are as long as they are good.

Yang Xiaoge found a Chinese cabbage and a dozen green vegetables in the kitchen. These vegetables are very good with meat.

In less than half an hour, the soup made with cured chicken was ready, and a scent wafted out of the kitchen.Other cooked food and vegetables are also cut up and put on the plate.

Li Ping followed the scent, swallowing again and again.

The three of them surrounded the electromagnetic soup pot and began to eat.

"Come to a bar!" Yang Xiaoge found a large bottle of rice wine from the luggage bag, which was also brewed by Mrs. Zhou.

"I can't, I have to go to the computer to watch it later, you two have a drink." Li Ping gnawed on the chicken feet and refused, because there were so many people surfing the Internet during the Spring Festival.

"Fill it up for me. I haven't been able to drink this kind of rice wine for many years." Yuan Mingyi sighed, and handed a large bowl to Yang Xiaoge, signaling him to fill it up.

Yang Xiaoge glanced at Yuan Mingyi, Yuan Mingyi looked the same as usual, Yang Xiaoge always felt that his eyebrows were a little depressed.

Li Ping was full and left. Yuan Mingyi and Yang Xiaoge drank rice wine while chatting. Half of the six-jin wine bottle was gone.The alcohol content of the rice wine is not too high, and it tastes like a drink. Unknowingly, the two of them drink more than a catty each.

"Did you also drink this kind of rice wine when you were a child?" Yang Xiaoge filled Yuan Mingyi again, and also poured himself a large bowl.

"Well, I drank it before I was six years old. Every time I sat on my grandfather's lap and drank it." Yuan Mingyi's eyes showed warmth. up.

Yuan Mingyi's grandfather died when he was seven years old, and a month later, his grandmother followed him.The kind of warmth between grandparents and grandchildren, you and I, will always be a memory.

"I like that I bring you some every year. My uncle and cousin like to drink rice wine in winter. Every year when new glutinous rice comes out, my grandma starts making rice wine." Yang Xiaoge feels that a good cooking grandma is a godsend.

"Are you very close to your uncle's family?"

Yang Xiaoge tilted his head and smiled: "It's almost like a family." In his previous life, he also received a lot of help from Zhou Hongjun's family.

"Where's your father?" Yuan Mingyi wondered that Yang Xiaoge never mentioned his father.

"Don't mention him!" Yang Xiaoge frowned, and waved his hand, as if to shake off the bad luck. "When you see him, you have to say Xiangrui Yumian."

"Xiangrui Yumian?" Yuan Mingyi didn't understand.

Yang Xiaoge waved his fingers in front of Yuan Mingyi: "He is a scourge, and he has to say auspicious words."

Xiangrui Yufang refers to an author named Ma Boyong. People who have contact with him often encounter bad luck, but he is unscathed, just like the national treasure panda.

"Is there still such a saying?" Yuan Mingyi smiled, Ma Boyong's allusion has not yet become famous.

"Is there anyone you want to stay away from?"

Yuan Mingyi sighed and did not answer. There are so many people he wants to stay away from.

"Xie Zhenli counts as one?" Yang Xiaoge's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were slightly slanted, and he looked at Yuan Mingyi with a half-smile.

"Yes, count as one." Yuan Mingyi stared blankly at Yang Xiaoge's eyes.

A girl with Yang Xiaoge's eyes will make people feel as beautiful as a flower, but Yang Xiaoge gives people a sense of tranquility in the mountains and rivers, and they are intoxicated without knowing it.

"Ming Yi, I'll help you deal with her." Yang Xiaoge lost his politeness after drinking too much, and stopped yelling at Yuan Mingyi and Mr. Yuan.

"You have a way? You can't offend her now."

"Don't worry, I won't find you." Yang Xiaoge smiled wickedly. He had a lot of working experience in his previous life, and he knew how the boss made the employees walk automatically.

"You have to help me get rid of this woman, and I will help you get rid of women in the future."

"Haha, drive all the women away? Isn't it good to hurt friends?" Yang Xiaoge found it funny and laughed.

"How good is it to drive away? It's so quiet, haha..."

Yuan Mingyi smiled silly, not knowing what he said.He has a lot of alcohol, it may be that the stamina of the rice wine has come up, and his head feels dizzy.

Li Ping, who worked until early in the morning, came out of the office and only heard a duet of boys in the kitchen. He ran over to see that the two major shareholders of 123 Company were sitting side by side with shoulders crossed and howling, one singing in Chinese and the other in English.