Without saying a word, Yang Dongxu lowered his head to brush his teeth. After a good wash, he sent the cup and toothbrush to the bathroom. He took an apple and gnawed it and sat down next to Old Man Xuan.
"Old man, do you want to divide the family property?"
"I've worked so hard for you for so many years, isn't it too much to give me some money?"
"Not too much, not too much at all." Yang Dongxu kept nodding, but the next moment he changed his tone: "But I still feel that it is more cost-effective to provide you with retirement care.
You see, those antiques are so valuable now. If you give them to you for any amount of money, I’ll be sorely hurt. If you want to provide for you until the end of your life, how much money you have to pay for your food and drink every day, and finally get you a good coffin, it costs less than a jade pendant. "
"Sooner or later, you little bastard will be mad to death." Old Man Xuan waved the bamboo leaf fan in his hand and wanted to hit Yang Dongxu, but he nimbly dodged it.
"Just keep it in your heart. If it doesn't work, we will all go abroad. I'm not without options." Yang Dongxu stretched, turned and walked to the room. There were some things that needed to be planned.
Abandon people like Old Man Xuan and Du Suo? Well, Yang Dongxu thought about it a little bit, but he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. Only then did he realize that when attacking an enemy, those who want to be killed will never be crippled.
But when it comes to his own people, he has a loving relationship with his children, and throws all the petty, non-gentleman, non-toxic, and husbandless thoughts that Old Man Xuan has cultivated over the years into the pit.
"Oh, you are soft-hearted. So in the future, you should make more money and wait for death. The world is not suitable for brothers." Yang Dongxu muttered while chewing an apple, seeming to blame himself for being soft-hearted, but his face was full of anger. With a relaxed smile.
Old man Xuan, who was sitting in the rocking chair, glanced at Yang Xu, who was mumbling and looking like he was at a disadvantage, with a relieved smile on his face. He was right. No matter how well he educated the half-grown child in front of him, the human touch in him still grew in his heart like a weed.
This was also the reason why he tried his best to help Yang Dongxu. Over the years, Old Man Xuan had seen too many men. If he wanted to serve in the military, he would have had too many opportunities, but these were not what he wanted. If he wanted glory and wealth, when his father taught him the power, he would not have disbanded directly and ended up being an idle traveler.
After living a helpless life for most of his life, he found peace of mind in Yang Dongxu, a cunning little kid. Perhaps this was God's reward for him, allowing him, a man who had contributed to the country, to enjoy his old age in peace.
Yang Dongxu, who returned to the house and began to plan in detail, stayed there until sunset before leaving the house.
"Old man Xuan, I have a plan. Let's first... um..." Yang Dongxu, who was holding a messy drawing in his hand, but it seemed to be some kind of route paper, his eyes widened. , the grinning thief looked like he had seen a god.
Yes, he really saw an immortal, a thin old man sitting opposite Old Man Xuan who was playing chess. His grandfather Zhou Yiren was also sitting next to him watching chess.
"I'm usually very smart, why am I so stupid now?" Zhou Yiren glanced at his godson.
"Um...Hello, Grandpa Deng." Yang Dongxu suppressed his heart pounding before saying this, but his voice trembled because he was too nervous.
"Little kid, weren't you talking very well two days ago? Why are you stuttering today?" The old man smiled and glanced at Yang Dongxu.
"Um..." Yang Dongxu scratched his head and his heart was still beating wildly uncontrollably. Can he say that the last time he saw you, I had a fierce battle with a few old foxes in the military area for three days and three nights, and in the end my brain was almost turned into mush?
"What plan has Xiwa'er made? Can I take a look at it?"
"This...that..." Yang Dongxu subconsciously hid the paper in his hand behind his back.
"Haha..." The old man laughed when he saw Yang Dongxu hiding. Zhou Yiren also laughed, and old man Xuan looked at him teasingly with a smile.
This made Yang Dongxu confused. He didn't know what happened to the three of them so happy.
"Where is the usual cleverness? If something happened to Mr. Xuan, it would have been your turn to plan?" Zhou Yiren said, seeming to be very happy to see his godson being defeated.
"Uh..." Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment and then realized what he was saying.
Zhou Yiren had never been to the courtyard, so he came out of the old man's house that day and sent him directly to the courtyard. Then the old man came over and chatted with Old Man Xuan for a while.
If old man Xuan would be in danger if he was exposed, Zhou Yiren could not send him directly to the courtyard. If the old man wanted to deal with Old Man Xuan, it seemed that he would have done it long ago and would not wait until now to give him time to plan.
So Old Man Xuan knew that nothing would happen. There might be some trouble, but it wouldn't be to the point of moving the whole family. Zhou Yiren also knew this, so he sent Yang Dongxu here.
"Little boy, some people must be killed. If we don't kill, the world will not be peaceful. But after the founding of the People's Republic of China, even those who committed the most heinous crimes did not have the rule of sitting in jail." The old man looked at Yang Dongxu and shook his head with a smile.
"But...but, Du Suo and the others..."
"Whoever does something wrong will be arrested and sent to a labor camp. If the labor camp is not enough, they will be shot. Did they do something wrong?" the old man said.
"No, definitely not, absolutely not." Yang Dongxu shook his head quickly.
"Little slippery man." The old man smiled and shook his head without looking at Yang Dongxu, and continued to play chess with his head down.
The old man's words made Yang Dongxu let out a long sigh of relief, and his heart finally settled in his stomach. He rushed over to bring tea and water very attentively. Du Suo and the others have passed this test, but the old man has also drawn a bottom line.
...
"Old man, what's the trouble you mentioned?" After sending the old man away after dinner, Yang Dongxu looked at Old Man Xuan angrily.
I had worked hard to plan for most of the day, but found that my efforts were in vain. Needless to say, I felt aggrieved.
"Who said trouble must come from officials?" Old Man Xuan glanced at Yang Dongxu.
"Uh..." Yang Dongxu, who was originally aggrieved, was instantly dumbfounded.
There's nothing wrong with this when you first hear it, and there's nothing wrong with it when you think about it carefully. Because Old Man Xuan never said that the troubles for him and Du Suo came from the official family. He worked hard in his room to plan various plans on how to deal with the official family in the future. The enemy of the official family was something he deduced himself.
"There is no rule about consecutive sittings in officialdom. But there is a saying in the world that is to cut the grass and root out the roots." Old man Xuan glanced at Yang Dongxu, shook the bamboo leaf fan in his hand, and slowly lay back on his rocking chair.
"There is a saying in the world of martial arts that no harm comes to the wife and children." Yang Dongxu agreed.
Okay, this is bullshit. You've got your head stuck in your waistband and wandered around in the world. If you completely believed in these so-called rules of the world, the grass on your grave would have grown so high.
At the same time, Yang Dongxu finally understood it completely. This time, he was defeated by his godfather and Old Man Xuan.
Regardless of Old Man Xuan and Du Suo's background or what they had done in the past, the official family was never a threat to them. They just need to worry about the officials and not step outside the line. The real trouble is those who want to eradicate the roots.
"Old man Xuan is learning from you. Isn't there any agreement that we will fight at the top of the Forbidden City eighteen years later, regardless of life or death? Or that we can kiss the wedding doll with our fingertips or something?"
"Ahem..." Old Man Xuan, who was leaning on the recliner and sipping a sip of tea, coughed violently and almost threw the purple clay pot in his hand. His face turned red and he obviously choked on the tea.
"Tsk tsk tsk, no, the rumors in the world are really not credible." Yang Dongxu shook his head with a disappointed look.
But he kept walking quickly to distance himself from Old Man Xuan, and he already felt murderous intent.
Go back to the room and take all the drawing papers to the kitchen to serve as firewood for Cui Ma. Yang Dongxu finally got in the mood to think about his own things.
He has been tortured by those old foxes these days. Although there should be no major flaws in the deal with Ivan, he has carefully considered everything before agreeing to the other party.
However, there are still many things that need to be arranged in the follow-up. For example, some financial operations may require some help from the wealthy family. He did not plan to transfer most of the funds through domestic banks, but planned to use some banks in Hong Kong as a springboard to transfer them directly abroad.
There is also the family treasure that Ivan wants to transfer. This thing is said to be easy to deal with. Anyway, Ivan did not say to discount it, just find a more hidden place to dig a hole and bury it. Ivan wants to dig it out and return it to them when the time comes.
It can be said to be troublesome, because there are some contraband inside, but of course these contraband are not drugs or arms or anything like that. It refers to some Soviet cultural relics. Although Ivan ensured that he would take over these items after they left the Soviet Union safely, if any news leaked out, he would definitely be blacklisted by the Soviet Union and even the Russian government in the future.
In addition to these two things, there are also some other cooperations, such as some marginal technologies, production lines, and some technical personnel. These must also be prepared for handover.
It took more than a month for Yang Dongxu to arrange everything properly. As for any transactions and cooperation with the country, that was not something he could ask about.
After taking care of these things, Yang Dongxu finally had the energy to start checking out Haina Records.
Now, in addition to the recording studio over the bar, Haina Records now has an official office location in Yanjing, but it is still under renovation.
The first phase of the China World Trade Center project, which was originally planned to be fully opened in the second half of next year, was opened to the public not long after National Day. After Fu Decai came to discuss it, Yang Dongxu made the decision and directly took over the three floors from the 28th to the 30th floor of the China World Trade Center Phase I Building. Not renting, but buying it directly after working on some relationships.
Just kidding, the current housing price in Yanjing is only 1,800-1,900 yuan/square meter. If you want to rent an office building to work, Yang Dongxu is confused.
The first floor of Guomao Phase I has an area of about 1,800 square meters. Even if it was all because they only rented it out at first but did not sell it, the price was finally raised to 2,000 square meters, which made it easy for the mediator to do something good. One floor is only 3.6 million.
With 3.6 million in future generations, you can buy a small apartment in Yanjing, which is not in a very good location. Although money is valuable now, Yang Dongxu has just received a windfall and has plenty of money. In one word, buy, buy, buy.
Well, if you can't escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade, you know that some things around the 1990s are sensitive, so I tried to avoid them but still got a chapter blocked... Please comfort me.
