Li Yihang's daughter is called Li Meng. She is a long-legged young lady who is definitely fair and rich in terms of temperament and appearance.
The dressing style feels quite refreshing and neat. In addition, she accompanied her father to pick up people at the door, and greeted people with a smile when she saw them. Overall, I felt that this girl was pretty good.
"It is said that a daughter is the lover of her father's previous life, but no matter how much you love this little cotton-padded jacket, you can't hide it like this. You have to bring her out to see her when she is an adult. She should have missed me as her uncle these years. How much New Year's money?" Yang Dongxu joked as the group walked into the room and sat on the main seat.
"How can you blame me? If you, as an uncle, are more particular about it, you can just make up for all the red envelopes you haven't given out before. I don't mind if you give more." Li Yihang also responded with a smile.
Li Meng sat beside him, smiling and saying nothing, looking a little quiet.
Yang Dongxu smiled and nodded at Li Yihang, "You money junkie!"
"Serve the food and open the wine I brought. The weather is still a bit cold. If you don't want to drink white wine, let's order some rice wine. I finally got the ten-year-old Shaoxing Nuerhong to give you an advantage this time." Li Yihang ordered the waiter to serve the food .
"Then you have to give it a try. It's getting harder and harder to get good wine now." Yang Dongxu's eyes lit up.
Recently, I don’t know if it is because of paying attention to the traditional Chinese medicine "Dongfeng", but Yang Dongxu has unknowingly made arrangements for health maintenance. Although I haven’t gone as far as soaking wolfberries in a thermos cup, I suddenly have a soft spot for drinking rice wine.
"Come on, take out those good wines you have collected. Even if they are very good, we won't be able to drink them all in our lifetimes." Li Yihang teased Yang Dongxu as he motioned to the waiter to bring the small charcoal stove over and heated the wine himself.
"It seems that you didn't sincerely give me the good wine today. You were just baiting me." Yang Dongxu looked at Li Yihang warily.
Although he hasn't collected much in recent years, his previous accumulation was really huge, not counting various antiques and jades. The collection of various fine wines is more than enough to open a winery.
Some of the wine was placed in Li Yihang's villa because there was no place to store it. Li Yihang's villa has a large wine warehouse, and the environment is professional-level, which is very suitable for storing his wines.
So Li Yihang has been staring at his good wines for a day or two, especially the 1982 Lafite. He has been jealous for who knows how long.
In fact, Lafite was not the best in 1982, it was just because of the hype that it was the most famous. It’s not like Li Yihang has never drank Lafite from 1982.
But as time goes by, the real 82-year-old Lafite is becoming less and less famous in the world. Although it is not unusual to drink this stuff.
But that's how people are, I have what others don't have, so I can't help but want to show it off. If you open a bottle of real 1982 Lafite at some parties, you will save all your face.
The most important thing is that almost half of the real 1982 Lafite stock in the world is in the hands of Yang Dongxu, and half of the wine Yang Dongxu puts in his winery is this stuff.
The real 82-year-old Lafite, which is scarce outside, is stacked in large quantities in his wine library like cabbage. Just smoking a bottle can make you look cool. This temptation really tickles people's hearts.
"You belong to Pixiu and can only go in and out." Li Yihang said angrily.
Dishes were placed one after another. Li Yihang motioned to Wu Xue and others and found that they had no intention of drinking rice wine, so he and Yang Dongxu started drinking.
"Ignore them, let's eat our own food. What is Xiaomeng studying abroad?" Wu Xue motioned to Li Meng to ignore the teasing between his boss and Yang Dongxu, and several women gathered together to chat.
"Classical music." Li Meng was a little shy and couldn't let it go. She was obviously a good girl. Judging from her behavior, even though she went to study abroad, the implicitness of a Chinese girl was still imprinted in her bones.
"It's good to learn this. My children will also want to rely on classical music in the future. It feels like it will improve their temperament." Jiang Laner couldn't help but her eyes lit up.
There is a difference between a mother and a non-mother. For example, she has been thinking about how to raise her children recently, and she has also thought about letting her children learn classical music to improve their elegance and so on.
Now she met someone who graduated from classical music, and this example of generosity was right in front of her, which made her a little moved.
"Xiao An is really worried about having you as a mother. Some time ago, he insisted on taking some early childhood education classes, which made Xiao An want to hide when he saw you. Now he is interested in classical music. You are using your own son as a conductor. Where's the stick? Just swing it wherever you think." Jiang Jing said a little annoyed.
Xiaoan is the son of Jiang Laner and Qi Bin. His nickname is Xiaoan and his eldest name is Qi'an. Jiang Jing is Qi An's godmother, so she loves her godson very much, so Jiang Laner has to complain about him countless times every time he comes up with his own education method.
"Isn't this for the sake of the child's future? When he was young, he would exercise more and learn more. When he grows up, even if his parents go bankrupt, he can still make a living with a few skills." Jiang Laner couldn't help but say.
As a mother, she had never had this mindset before.
It's just that being prepared for danger in times of peace is a bit unrealistic, given her family background and Qi Bin's work ability. To be honest, as long as the two of them don't commit suicide, going bankrupt is really difficult, not to mention that there is a big tree like Yang Dongxu behind it to rely on.
Wu Xue next to her ignored her two sisters who started bickering again. She was already used to this scene. He continued talking to Li Meng, "Is there any job you want to do after you graduate?"
Li Yihang's purpose of bringing his daughter to recognize him today was obvious. It was hard for Yang Dongxu, a grown man, to say anything. Zhou Ya didn't come to greet Li Meng, so she had to come.
"I want to open a music training class myself, but my dad won't let me. He says that today's training institutions are almost ruined. Instead of opening a training class and working hard, it's better to find a school and become a music teacher in a relaxed way." Li Meng glanced at her father with a little resentment.
Although she has a quiet temperament, she still has the subtlety of a traditional Chinese girl in her heart. But after all, she is a young person, and she is still a young girl who has gone abroad to see the world, so she has a certain ambition.
In addition, she is not short of food, clothing, home, and money. Rather than being a teacher who can see the end of her life, she naturally wants to start a business to show her abilities.
After all, although she studies classical music, she does not only know classical music. Compared with simply being a music teacher, opening your own music training class will undoubtedly better reflect your abilities.
"Your dad is afraid that his precious daughter will not be exhausted. But it is right for young people to like to do more things. If you really want my support, I will find time to introduce you to Zhang Jing someday.
Before Zhang Jing worked as an assistant to your uncle Dongxu, she worked as a teacher in a training institution. Finally, she worked alone for a period of time to gain experience in this field. Wu Xue said with a smile, especially when he said the words "Uncle Dongxu", he always felt something weird and wanted to laugh.
