"Yanxi, I heard from my cousin that Jinmen Wanfa Company's IPO is about to end. Do we really not want to invest?" Bai Xiuzhu asked Xiang Nandao.
"Let's do this. I will accompany you to Tianjin on Sunday, and we will inspect Wanfa Company on the spot." Xiang Nan thought for a while and said, "If there are no problems in the inspection, invest. If there are problems in the inspection, don't be reckless."
He saw that Bai Xiuzhu was very sad about investing in Wanfa and had already proposed investing twice. He guessed that she was bewitched by Wang Yufen's words.
Reasoning alone is no longer enough to convince her, so we can only take her to Jinmen to let her see the truth about Wanfa Company with her own eyes.
For a senior businessman like him who is proficient in business, finance, and foreign trade, it is easy to pluck Wanfa Company by its hair.
"Okay." Bai Xiuzhu nodded.
…
Saturday, Summer Palace.
Xiang Nan gathered with a group of poetry friends by the Kunming Lake.
"Brother Yanxi, after your new poem "I Am a Wayward Child" was published, it caused a new wave of sensation~"
"This poem has a strange and magnificent imagination and is full of innocence and childishness. It is really a very good poem. Brother Yanxi's talent really makes us admire him~"
"Brother Yanxi, I don't know what will happen today, but we are all looking forward to it~"
Everyone gathered around Xiang Nan and laughed.
"You guys have received the award, but I really don't dare to accept it." Xiang Nan smiled humbly.
While chatting, Leng Qingqiu came forward. With her hair in twin ponytails and a moon-white gown, she looked pure and smart.
Xiang Nan smiled and stepped forward, "Qingqiu, you're here."
"Yes, Teacher Jin." Leng Qingqiu nodded.
"Sit down first~" Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Eat something first, the poetry meeting will start soon~"
Today's poetry meeting is still sponsored by Xiang Nan, and it only costs one or two hundred yuan. The food is a buffet, which was relatively rare at that time, and it mostly consists of pastries, fruits, red wine, soda drinks and the like.
Leng Qingqiu nodded.
Xiang Nan immediately chose coffee and pastries for her, which she had loved before.
When Leng Qingqiu saw this, he was naturally grateful and ate happily.
"This buffet has a unique flavor." A friend said with a smile, "On the bank of Kunming Lake, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the lake and mountains while tasting delicious pastries. The scenery is beautiful and the food is sweet and delicious. It is really a pleasure."
"That's nothing. In winter, when the snow is heavy, we will also learn "A Dream of Red Mansions" and roast venison while writing poems about snow. This is really elegant." Xiang Nan said with a smile.
"That's right, that's right."
"Not bad, not bad, Brother Yanxi has good taste~"
Everyone praised.
…
"Today's poetry meeting, as I read below, should be titled Autumn Scenery." Xia Liangzu stood up and said, "I suggest that you don't rush to write poems, but walk around and take a look.
Only by holding the beauty of this autumn scenery in your chest can you express your feelings directly and have something to say. Otherwise, not only will this great autumn scenery be wasted, but also your talents will be wasted. "
"What Mr. Xia said is very good. In my opinion, let's go shopping first and meet here in an hour." After hearing what he said, everyone immediately agreed, and then started traveling together in twos and threes.
"Qingqiu, let's go shopping too." Xiang Nan invited Leng Qingqiu with a smile.
Leng Qingqiu nodded and walked with Xiang Nan.
This was Xiang Nan's first time alone with her. In fact, this opportunity was deliberately arranged by him. The reason why Xia Liangzu suggested that everyone go for a walk first and then come back to write poems was because of Xiang Nan's instruction.
Xiang Nan knew that the opportunity was rare, so he naturally tried his best to not only make Leng Qingqiu smile from ear to ear with his witty remarks, but also showed his gentlemanly demeanor.
For example, he supported Leng Qingqiu when climbing a mountain, took off his suit to her when he saw her coldness, etc. Such subtle and considerate actions also captured Leng Qingqiu's heart step by step.
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"Qingqiu, let's go boating in the lake." He invited with a smile.
"Okay." Leng Qingqiu nodded.
The two of them immediately got on the boat and were rippling in the blue waves.
"Qingqiu, I wrote a song, can you sing it to you?" Xiang Nan said with a smile.
"Teacher Jin, you can also write songs, okay." Leng Qingqiu nodded and smiled.
Xiang Nan coughed lightly and then started singing.
"Let's paddle together
The boat pushes away the waves
The beautiful white pagoda is reflected in the sea
Surrounded by green trees and red walls
…
The fish in the water are looking at us
Quietly listen to our happy singing
The boat floats gently in the water
A cool wind blew in my face.”
Xiang Nan's singing voice is melodious and sweet, and the lyrics are beautiful and touching. Just like this scene, Leng Qingqiu can't help but be fascinated by it.
"It sounds good, it sounds good, it sounds so good, Teacher Jin, you are really talented." After the song was finished, Leng Qingqiu couldn't help but applaud.
Xiang Nan smiled slightly, "Okay, it's almost two hours, let's go back."
"Yeah." Leng Qingqiu nodded.
…
After returning to Wenchang Pavilion, everyone officially started composing poems.
"Qingqiu, try writing too." Xiang Nan said with a smile.
Leng Qingqiu nodded, and after a while, he also wrote a poem.
Everyone started reciting it one after another. Naturally, each one had its own merits. Of course, there were also some vitriolic words that could make you laugh.
Then it was Leng Qingqiu's turn. She recited softly, "The red leaves are lonely for who grows old. The white hair and wind smoke are always pitiful. No wonder under the cold moon under the west window, old things seem to fade away."
"Okay, it's really not bad." After hearing her chant, everyone present clapped their hands.
"To have such talent at such a young age is really amazing~"
"It is really rare to be able to write such good poetry at such a young age."
"At such an age and with such talent, it's really not easy."
"Unexpectedly, there is an additional female scholar in the literary world of Beijing. Good, good, good. There is hope for the revitalization of the poetry world."
Everyone praised him.
After receiving their praise, Leng Qingqiu was naturally happy and proud, and her face turned red.
"Brother Yanxi, it's your turn. I wonder if there are any good works today?"
"I didn't come to the last poetry gathering and couldn't hear your new poems for the first time. I still regret it."
Everyone laughed.
"Okay, listen to me." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "My song is "Qinyuan Spring and Autumn"
"In the independent cold autumn, the north wind is biting, in front of the Longevity Mountain. See the red mountains, the forests are dyed; the river is full of green, and hundreds of boats are vying for the current. Eagles strike in the sky, fish fly in the shallows, and all kinds of frosty sky compete for freedom. I feel lonely, Oh dear lord, who domains the fate of this world?
I brought a hundred couples with me to travel and recall the glorious past. Qia's classmate is a young boy who is in his prime; he is a scholarly student and scolds Fang Qiu. Pointing out the country and inspiring words, the excrement of thousands of households. Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the current, the waves stopped the flying boat? "
After listening to Xiang Nan's recitation, everyone present looked at each other in shock, not even daring to say the word "good" in praise.
Because this poem is so powerful, "Ask the boundless earth, who is responsible for the ups and downs?" This sentence alone overshadowed all their autumn poems and autumn poems that were sad for spring and sad for autumn, and missed people after seeing things.
Even Leng Qingqiu felt excited after hearing this. "To point out the country and inspire the words, the filth is like a prince of thousands of households." It was really wonderful, and it raised her spirits.
