Han You is not a hands-off shopkeeper, but he is not proficient in many things, and at the same time he does not worry about others.
Professional things should always be left to professionals. Many things are most taboo for experts... No, laymen should not be guided by experts.
After roughly arranging the work, Master Han was free again.
The villa is like a huge ant nest. There are people everywhere, and everyone is busy shouting loudly, carrying out large-scale construction and training.
Building a house will definitely not be completed in just a few days, but it will not delay the business of the villa. The construction area is on the east side of the villa, close to the Majiazhuang area. Han You plans to connect the land in Majiazhuang and open up a business district.
Now whenever he mentions the Ma family, Han You is always filled with emotion.
The first pot of gold was not provided by the Ma family, but the entrepreneurial capital was provided by others.
In terms of career, there was no support from others, but when the follow-up funds could not keep up, the Ma family generously donated money and land.
Not only did they give money and land, but they also came over to spend money and support them. Not only did they support them, but they also helped build their reputation. This family was a good person. A good person gave birth to eight children in one birth.
Han You started writing a book again, preparing to put it on the stage and let the theater troupe perform it passionately.
Wang Hai squatted in the corner. Every time Han You wrote a book, he always felt that his young master was lonely.
Yes, Han You felt very lonely every time he wrote a book. After writing, he would think of things from his previous life, unable to share them or communicate with anyone.
For example, he wanted to write a story in which Jason Bourne killed Keanu Reeves' dog and stole a car while escaping. Liam Neeson's daughter was hidden in the trunk of the car, and the little girl's bodyguard It's Denzel Washington again. You thought Jason Bourne would die, but no, he happens to be Vin Diesel's distant cousin.
What an exciting story. Unfortunately, Han You couldn't share it with others because no one knew what he was talking about.
Friends around me, as time goes by, gradually get to know Han You, and gradually get used to his way of speaking. He is always incompatible with other people, not polite or polite, and often says some strange things. .
Everyone doesn’t understand and doesn’t care.
Han You knew that everyone didn't understand, so he wouldn't go out of his way to change it.
Because he is the one who wants to change the rules and make the rules, instead of being changed by others after integrating and turning into a person who may make him hate.
Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye it was already the eighth day of the Summer Resort's closure. Countless young men and rich enemies in the capital were counting the days and looking forward to it.
Han You made a major but insignificant decision, and the Summer Resort was renamed Four Seasons Villa.
Everyone is very happy, because the word "summer escape" seems to be only for summer and early autumn. After changing it to Four Seasons Villa, it can make money all year round, which is great.
Han You was also very happy. He finally did something big and led the entertainment trend of the Zhou Dynasty!
Whenever Han You is happy, something will happen that makes him unhappy.
For example, the Imperial College Si Ye sent a supervisor and asked him when he would go back to continue classes.
The supervisor is young, eleven years old, fair and plump, and is the youngest son of a certain young minister from the Jiu Temple who is followed by two servants in the mansion.
Han You snapped his fingers, Zhou Yan squeezed his fist bones, pinched the little supervisor's ears with malicious intent, and left.
Half a minute later, crying came from outside the yard, crying loudly.
Zhou Yan is back. That kid doesn’t know anything. Siye Wenqi found him when he was at school today and asked him not to go to class in the afternoon. He came to the summer resort to see Han You and asked Han You when he would go back to continue studying. Yeah, don’t know anything.
"Why does he, a clerk, care whether I skip classes or not?"
Han You was very puzzled: "Don't he know that the melons twisted by force are not sweet?"
Zhou Yan was also puzzled: "He's twisted even if he's not sweet. Why is that?"
Wang Hai: “Because it’s not sweet and doesn’t cost money.”
Han You: "..."
Wang Hai, who was squatting in the corner, was holding "Shang Shu" and reading it with gusto. He circled all the words he didn't understand, and then the whole book was circled.
Han You shook his head: "It's stupid to go back. The Imperial College is too evil, and it might even be haunted."
"Sir, please don't think wildly." Zhou Yan, who was sitting on the stool and swaying his short legs, said, "You are so powerful and powerful."
Wang Hai, who has been very eager to learn recently, looked confused: "Why do you say that the child has no words, strange power and chaos?"
"Because you can't keep the right way in your heart and want to be controlled by ghosts and gods, it means you don't talk about the strange power and confuse the gods."
"Yeah."
Wang Hai looked suspicious: "But doesn't this mean that Old Master Kong didn't like talking and arguing, and he always used strange force to beat people into confusion?"
Zhou Yan grinned, and Han You was also stunned.
"Brother." Han You said with admiration: "How about we stop learning the Analects of Confucius and the Four Books and Five Classics first? You should first understand the Six Arts of the Gentleman. This is only useful. Let's learn it from the beginning."
"I understand." Wang Hai smiled honestly: "Young man has understood the essence of the Six Arts of the Gentleman."
"Yeah."
"Etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and arithmetic, young master, are you right?"
Han You nodded: "Yes, these are the six arts."
"My little one likes these six arts the most. The essence of these six arts is to speak politely to others to listen. If they don't understand, sing it. If they still don't listen, shoot them with arrows. If you can't shoot them, you will be hit by a car. If you are hit and killed, you should remember them. In the book, in my spare time, I can count how many people I have taught with the way of a gentleman.”
Han You: "..."
Zhou Yan looked confused and asked cautiously: "Wang Huyuan, I dare to ask, who told you about the Six Arts of a Gentleman..."
"The little ones realize it on their own."
Zhou Yan's face was full of admiration. He didn't know why, but he always felt that there was a little bit of truth in it. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.
Zhang Zhuo brought in the prisoner who was crying with tears and snot on his face, and said angrily: "Your Highness, I asked again, this kid really doesn't know anything."
The little supervisor got angry and shouted at the top of his lungs: "The student is just here to deliver a message. You are a prince and you can't bully others, so why are you beating me!"
Before Zhou Yan could say anything, Wang Hai sneered and said, "Boy, I would like to advise you, if you know something, do it. If you don't know, you don't know. That's knowing."
The young supervisor was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"You know what you should know, and don't ask questions about what you shouldn't know."
The young supervisor shook his head: "I don't know."
Wang Hai also shook his head and sighed: "You can't teach a kid. Alas, this kid is useless. His nature is dull and he is not a talent that can be developed."
Han You's old face turned red and he quickly asked Zhang Zhuo to send this little brat out. It wouldn't be embarrassing enough to spread the news.
Unexpectedly, the junior supervisor asked again: "When will this place open?"
Han You didn't have any hostility toward the young supervisor. Seeing that the boy was quite cute, he patiently replied: "I have nothing to do with you. Get out of here after passing on the message."
"But my brother from the high school wants me to play a trick when it opens." The junior supervisor said miserably: "If the students can't come and play, they will be beaten."
Han You breathed in cold air. Chen Yu'an and his group were too special to be human. A child like this was forcibly decapitated?
