Xingfu Street is not so much a street as it is an old alley. The old banyan tree at the end of the alley is as thick as three people hugging each other.
Several children aged four or five were playing beads under the tree, and their hands were covered in mud.
The alley was very narrow, barely big enough for cars to pass through, so the two simply got out of the car and followed the house number to find it.
There are trees along the road, and the blazing sunshine is half blocked here. The breeze blows, bringing bursts of coolness. A few lazy old dogs are lying on the roadside, and there are some old men and women sitting next to them enjoying the coolness. They are very leisurely.
"Qianqian, when we get old, we will also find an alley. Look at how leisurely they are."
Chen Qian covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons. Along the way, she couldn't remember how many times she was "frivolous" by Wang Qingyun. This man looked serious like a murderer, but childish like a child.
"We're here." Chen Qian said softly.
Compared with the surrounding small houses, No. 25 is a spacious courtyard. The door is open, and the faint sound of guzheng comes from inside. When the two walk in, they are greeted by a white wall with green bamboo paintings. Screen, only when you walk into the screen do you see people.
It was an old man wearing a black leather apron and reading glasses. He was holding a small electric drill and was sitting in the yard polishing the guzheng, which was as bright as new. He kept humming.
Next to his seat, there is a small pear wood table. On the table are a peeled-off record box and a black guzheng. It looks very old. Next to the guzheng, there is a blazing fire in a large iron bucket. , channeling more than one meter high.
As she got closer, Chen Qian heard clearly what was playing, and said excitedly: "Old man, is this "Mrs. Xiangshui" you are playing?"
The old man stopped the small electric drill in his hand and looked up at the two of them. His eyes were cloudy and lifeless, as if he were dead: "If we don't sell kites today, we won't accept them."
"Lone Ying!" Chen Qian excitedly ran to the table next to the old man and looked at this antique that was seven or eight hundred years old in surprise.
The old man was a little angry, and turned to look at Chen Qian, his eyes bulging and round: "I told you, I won't sell anything today!"
Chen Qian was startled, took half a step back, and leaned into Wang Qingyun's arms. Then she looked at the burning iron bucket and bit her lip.
After a long while, he said softly: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I don't know grandma..."
Chen Qian didn't say the rest of the words, but Wang Qingyun and the old man heard them.
The old man looked at Chen Qian with his cloudy eyes for a full minute. In his memory, there had never been such a person, but why did the other party know that his wife was gone?
Chen Qian explained: "Grandpa, if I read correctly, what is burning in this fire is Feihong. Feihong and Guying are a pair. If people are inseparable, the kite will not be separated.
I have read a fragment of this song "Mrs. Xiangshui" in ancient books. It is written in memory of my deceased wife. Although I have not heard the whole song, but..."
"Are you so sure it's "Mrs. Xiangshui"?" the old man said aggressively.
Chen Qian looked at the old man with a scared look. Wang Qingyun held her hand and softened his tone: "I... I feel like that."
“Hahahahahaha——” The old man laughed loudly, as if he had discovered something lamentable and sad. He gently put down the guzheng, then took two benches from the back room and handed them to the two of them.
"sit down."
After the two sat down, the old man pointed to the tin bucket and said: "My wife and I were married by our parents. Although it was an arranged marriage, our relationship has always been good. We have endured shells, chewed tree roots, and escaped famine." , I finally waited for peace all the way, and my life was finally better. She left me alone and left. It lasted seven years, a full seven years.
Little girl, the song you heard is correct. The old woman’s favorite thing in her life is the guzheng. This song "Mrs. Xiangshui" was written based on ancient books when she was seriously ill. She said that there is no third person in the world. I can tell you are the first. "
The three of them looked at the blazing flames. In the light of the fire, they seemed to see a kind woman smiling at the three of them.
"Hey, you guys should be here to buy a guzheng. This Gu Ying... It's fate that you came here. I give it to you."
The old man bent down and wiped away his tears. On the tape recorder next to him, the song "Mrs. Xiangshui" composed by his late wife was playing on a loop. In the ups and downs of the sound waves, he poured out his heartfelt sorrow.
Chen Qian carefully picked up Gu Ying and rubbed it gently. The sound was mellow and full, and the long and short strings were clearly defined. In terms of value, Wang Qingyun believed that in the hands of an expert, this guzheng could easily be sold for millions. Arrived...
Bang!
The tin bucket exploded with a bang, and the millions of lonely figures that were still in Chen Qian's hand just now were thrown into the tin bucket and allowed to burn in the flames.
The old man looked at her actions and was speechless for a moment.
"Grandpa, they are a pair, how could they be separated?"
"Hahahahahaha..." The old man looked up to the sky and roared. The longing that had been weighing on his heart for so many years, with the words "They are a pair, how could they be separated", he instantly found his home, as if his wife was holding the guzheng and hated him. He told himself ironically that everything was just his overthinking, and the other person was always by his side.
At the end of the day, the old man held Wang Qingyun's shoulders: "Young man, be nice to this girl. If you need help, it is fate that we meet each other. You can come to me."
"Okay, old man."
In the end, the old man taught Wang Qingyun how to string the strings and gave them a brand new guzheng and a simple music score.
The Tao is universal, and you can achieve great results in guzheng, and perhaps you can discover more.
The decisiveness shown by Chen Qian reminded Wang Qingyun of his own school and the establishment of the school. He thought of many plans. Whether it was to provide talents for the company in the future or to train cadres for relevant departments, there was one premise, and that was his school. The students who come out cannot be problem solvers who only rely on fractions. What they want is talents, and everyone should make the best use of their talents. The expansion of the school is very simple, but it still lacks a soul figure.
Anyway, she’s already halfway there today, so I might as well take her to school.
Chen Qian held the guzheng tightly and didn't even want to put it in the trunk for fear of knocking it. This was the string that her husband had installed for him personally, and she would play it for the rest of her life!
It wasn't until she stopped that Chen Qian realized that this was not a station, but a school that was being expanded.
"Get out of the car, Qianqian, there's something I want you to help with."
Upon hearing the help, Chen Qian put her guzheng on her back and quickly got out of the car.
Roger stood on the side of the road with Zhang Yanran. When he saw Wang Qingyun getting out of the car, he walked over quickly as if he had found a savior.
"Boss, you are finally here. I will call Xie Jia in a moment -" Chen Qian got out of the car on the other side. Roger did not dare to finish the word Xie Jiahao. If that fierce god saw Wang Qingyun's other female friends, he would not Dare to think.
Wang Qingyun nodded and looked helplessly at Chen Qian: "Put it in the car, someone will be watching."
Chen Qian shook her head firmly, no one could help her.
"Hey, okay, let me introduce you. This is Roger. You can just call him Brother Jie."
"Hello, Brother Jie."
Chen Qian lowered her head to show respect, which made Roger's eyelids jump.
Roger wanted to stretch out his hand to stop him, but he didn't dare. If he didn't stretch out his hand, he would have to receive this gift, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.
I saw Wang Qingyun next to me with a dark face. Was he usually so fierce?
Zhang Yanran didn't expect that the boss Roger kept talking about was such a young man, even younger than herself.
Zhang Yanran stepped forward, and Roger introduced with a blushing face: "Boss, this is my friend, Zhang Yanran."
"Zhang Yanran, wait." Wang Qingyun turned around and opened the car door, took out a redwood box from the car and handed it to her.
"It's our first time meeting you. This is a gift for you."
Zhang Yanran looked at Roger, who blushed even more and said quickly: "Take it, just treat it like a big deal."
"thank you boss."
"Let me introduce you to Chen Qian, my girlfriend. I brought her here today because I wanted her to see the school. If possible, the school will be managed by her."
Luo Jie knew that Wang Qingyun was by no means the kind of nepotistic master who allowed Chen Qian to take over the school. Then Chen Qian was definitely special.
"Ah, I...I can't do it." Chen Qian, who was still in a state of shame, waved her hands quickly.
"It's okay. We don't assess students' performance here. The main thing is to have fun. Miss Zhang, would you please take her around?"
Zhang Yanran came over and took her hand: "Let's go, they say it's theirs, I'll show you around."
When Chen Qian and Zhang Yanran walked away, Luo Jie said awkwardly: "Boss, where is Jiahao?"
"This is not something shameful. Sooner or later he will know. Let's talk about how the situation is recently."
As expected of a boss, he would not even bat an eyelid at such a thing. Only he could suppress Xie Jiahao, that killer.
"This time, we took short and long positions in two companies, threw away the cost, and made a net profit of 40 million. After the reorganization of Yaodong Group, we have 4.8% of the shares, worth about 30 million;
The most important thing is Golden Shield Security, which has expanded rapidly with those retired soldiers as its skeleton. Now 85% of the hotels, bars, D halls, etc. in Yangqian City are all responsible for Golden Shield Security. The bank cannot talk about it for the time being because of legal firearms. , is already preparing to expand to surrounding counties.
only……"
"Just what?"
"It's just that Xie Jiahao is expanding a bit too fast now, and even some gangsters have joined in. I think someone will definitely get in. If what we do later falls into someone else's hands, we have to be careful."
Wang Qingyun stopped and looked at Roger: "Brother Jie, what do you think we will do if we suddenly can't recruit veterans?
He made a phone call about this matter, and it was with my permission. The future of Jindun Security lies not at home, but abroad. There are so many masters, hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the private sector. If it is blocked because of a component problem, it will be a dead end. Princes, generals, and ministers, I would rather have the seed.
As for loyalty or disloyalty, I have a solution for this. I will personally interrogate everyone before involving core secrets. You can rest assured about this. "
Luo Jie understood. Wang Qingyun was also telling him that in the future, the Golden Shield Security Guards would be enemies everywhere.
"Okay, I will communicate more with Jiahao about this matter in the future. Regarding the matter of newspapers and Internet companies, three newspapers and one Internet company are currently involved, but the specific person responsible has not been found yet."
"Where's the school?"
"At present, the elementary school and junior high school are almost complete. There are only some finishing projects left, such as sweeping away the ashes and planting trees. The school can start this fall. The main problem now is that there is a lot of teacher shortage. Yanran started recruiting teachers yesterday."
“I have very high requirements for the school. It must be handed over to professionals as soon as possible. All students must be provided with free food and accommodation by us. Three things must be guaranteed.
The first is the safety of students. Bullying incidents, students beating teachers, students getting into groups and fighting, etc. cannot occur. If any incidents occur, the students from that county who are the culprits will be exempted from the three-year term.
The second is teachers. My school does not require students to get high scores. What I want is for students to be able to use their talents and make the best use of their talents. Therefore, when evaluating teachers, performance is secondary, and the most important thing is to discover the talents of students in the class. ;
The third is the high school department and even the university department. Within three years, when the first batch of junior high school students graduate, the high school must be expanded and put into use. Within four years, the university must be prepared. In a word, I want to start from now on. People who come in at the same grade can stay in my school until they graduate, and then enter my company. "
Roger hesitated to speak. High school was fine, and he could get it if he worked hard, but if he wanted to run a university, it would not be something that could be done with money and power.
Real scholars are not short of money, and they are not afraid of power. If you want such people to teach in a newly established school, there are still many subjects.
Even if the relevant departments give the green light to the review, the difficulty is no less than that of an ordinary person without any ability, who goes from being a commoner to the richest man in four years.
Wang Qingyun saw Roger's frown and patted his shoulder gently: "Don't worry, I have written some plans for the development of the school. You can just provide the money. Leave the rest to professionals."
Roger's face turned even darker: "Boss, you can't stand and talk without pain in your back. If you give me a few hundred million more, it won't be enough just to build a school."
Wang Qingyun laughed and gave him another shot in the arm: "Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet. You also need to pay attention to the preparation of the bank. The commercial bank has a paid-in capital of 100 million."
Roger rolled his eyes at him, opened his clothes and pointed at both sides of his waist: "Boss, whichever one is worth the most, I'll sell one."
This Roger began to return to the way he escaped from his previous life.
"I already have a candidate for the head of the publicity department, but that guy should be in the MLM organization now. I'll ask Luo Xue to pick it up tomorrow. You can bail him out."
Mentioning Luo Xue, Roger smiled and said, "Boss, aren't you afraid of a fire in the backyard?"
Wang Qingyun also had a headache when he mentioned this matter. Luo Xue and Chen Qian, he felt it was easier to talk about it. The most troublesome thing was Xie Shiyun. On the surface, this girl listened to everything she said, but in fact she was the most stubborn. She even gave herself extra lessons. I would refuse to do this kind of thing, let alone this kind of thing.
"You are the only one who talks a lot!
Starting from tomorrow, before the college entrance examination, unless there is an emergency, I will deal with other things that can be handled and wait for those that cannot be handled. I will prepare for the exam well. "
Roger is dumb, he has been calling him "boss", but now he realizes that the real identity of the mastermind who planned the Yangqian chaos is a senior high school student who has not yet taken the college entrance examination.
"Hey, working life is hard."
"If you want to trade with Xie Jiahao, I think he won't mind."
Roger's eyelids twitched. Xie Jiahao practiced with a group of men from morning to night every day, and made medicinal wine before going to bed. He went to see him once. Even the guy's nerves were in pain that was heartbreaking. He was so little In terms of health, let alone a whole day, if you can hold on for half a morning, you are considered lucky.
"Qingyun, are you really the boss of the school?" Chen Qian stood next to Zhang Yanran and asked shyly.
"Yes, although I am only a shareholder at the moment, I have the final say on the school. What do you think, are you interested in me becoming the principal temporarily?"
I don't know what Zhang Yanran said to Chen Qian. Chen Qian nodded and said shyly: "Then I can try it first. If I don't do well, you can't laugh at me."
"Don't worry, no one dares to laugh at you."
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