Sometimes Cheng Ran felt that Cheng Feiyang really said everything. No wonder he refused to be interviewed before. You know, Xie Feibai's cousin Wang Yulan is so capable of digging, so he would definitely let his father refuse this interview.
Of course, Cheng Feiyang did not touch upon the core secrets and strategic caliber of Fulong Company in the interview, but he was very frank about his son. Of course, in order to protect the parties involved, not only did Cheng Feiyang not mention the real name, but Wang Yulan and the newspapers could not reveal Cheng Ran's real name. However, as long as people knew them, this layer of protection would be meaningless.
"I still feel sorry for him. His mother was out of town at the time and hadn't been transferred here yet. She followed me, but I used to work overtime, either on business trips or working on projects behind closed doors. Sometimes when I went home, I would just take a quick shower and change clothes. At that time, instant noodles had just come out and they had the flavor of braised beef, and he liked them, so I bought a box and kept it at home. If I couldn't get back in time to cook for my son, he would make instant noodles himself. As a result, one day when I came back, he ate the instant noodles and vomited..."
"I studied by myself and went to university. I am good at engineering. My son's grades were poor from elementary school to junior high school, and he was naughty. His parents were called every few days. I was worried at that time. Why didn't this kid inherit my intelligence? It must be his mother who held him back. So during that period, I often quarreled with his mother and got angry with her. Although we took turns beating the child, his mother still felt distressed. Once he did very poorly on the exam, I beat him so hard that I almost had a heart attack. I sat on the ground and covered my chest. His mother wiped her tears and said, 'What's the point of beating him all the time? Other children in the yard either have their parents to help them with their homework, or they hire tutors outside. I come back once a week, and you are so busy all day that you can't see me. None of us cares about him. It's good that he didn't learn bad things...' I was so angry at that time that I gave him a few more notes, saying that if he dared to learn bad things from me, I would break his legs! But in fact, I felt guilty later."
"I didn't work in the business before, and the company's performance was not good. My family was poor, but sometimes when he did well in the exam, I would reward him by eating a fish head hot pot. Haha, he was a little kid, so he was very satisfied... However, until now, my family still retains this 'tradition'..."
"I have a quartz watch, eight years old. It breaks and gets repaired, but it still doesn't tell the right time. I've been wearing it until now. When people see me wearing it outside, they say, 'Mr. Cheng, your watch is a bit old, it must be very expensive.' But it's actually quite cheap, not worth much, but he took out his New Year's money to buy it for me when he was ten years old..."
"As he grew up, he became less and less lovable. Sometimes I saw that he had changed from a chubby boy to a lazy boy, nothing like when he was little... But on the eve of the high school entrance exam, this boy suddenly came home and hugged me. I haven't hugged him since he was six years old. If he fell, he had to get up by himself. If he wanted to cry, he had to cry enough before coming home. That day, I thought he was beaten up by someone outside, but later I found out that it wasn't the case... That day, my eyes were actually red."
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Therefore, Cheng Ran felt that Wang Yulan's exclusive interview with Cheng Feiyang published in the Chengdu Business Daily was simply a major accident scene in which Cheng Feiyang's father betrayed his son.
He talked about the embarrassing things that happened in his childhood, and he talked about them to his heart's content. When he read the newspaper, he forced himself to keep reading. It seemed that Cheng Feiyang had been holding these things in for a long time.
I finally accepted a media interview, but I couldn't reveal company secrets, so I just found something to say. But can't you be a little more specific about this random thing? And I'm not a child anymore, can you ask for my opinion before revealing these past embarrassing things? You can't think that it doesn't matter if I don't reveal my real name.
Basic human rights must be respected.
However, it is better to expect that the iron-blooded lord who dominates the family will allocate 20 million yuan to me tomorrow so that I can start my own business without having to pursue a good university than to expect that he will respect my human rights.
Cheng Ran was in a state where he couldn't cry or laugh in spite of the misery, but deep down he still felt some indescribable bitterness.
Some things... happened so long ago that even I have forgotten them.
But I will always remember this person who has watched me grow up but is destined not to be with me until the end.
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However, this interview still brought Cheng Ran a lot of trouble. At least, the number of people who were just acquaintances of his came to ask about his well-being increased a lot. Cheng Ran thought that because of the report about Cheng Feiyang, everyone would think that he had suffered a lot since childhood, and it was a miracle that he was still alive and well and could achieve such good results in No. 10 Middle School.
Moreover, his desk mate Zhang Ping could empathize with him and said, "I also had the experience of eating instant noodles until I felt like vomiting... but I really vomited. Your level is higher..." Cheng Ran wanted to kick him under the stool at that time.
When Jiang Hongshao and I went out to look for food alone before evening self-study, Old Jiang Qingqian smiled and said, "Your dad is in the newspaper. It's all over the place. Interview him... What's it like?"
Cheng Ran was very unhappy when he saw her, who looked pretty but tilted her head to watch with interest. He smacked his lips and said, "Anyone can be interviewed. Sorry, I will not accept anyone who is not a beautiful reporter in a plaid shirt and short skirt."
Old Jiang's pretty face was obviously chilled for a moment, then she looked down at her straight legs set off by the autumn cotton pants she was wearing today, raised her head and the chill just now disappeared, replaced by a smile as warm as spring, "You tell me first, I'll wear it next time... Okay?"
Originally, Cheng Ran expected a flying kick or a hammer, which would interrupt the topic and naturally he would not talk about the fact that he felt he was cheated by his father. However, it turned out that Lao Jiang was not fooled at all. This performance was worthy of bearing humiliation and Cheng Ran wanted to give him a thumbs up.
He smiled and said, "What an experience. It's like you're the eldest and your dad keeps talking about the time you peed on a map when you were a kid, and he tells everyone in the world about it. You're not that disloyal, right? So tell me two of your embarrassing childhood stories as a trade."
Jiang Hongshao nodded calmly, "Exchange? Of course I'll do that. I have a lot of embarrassing stories, and I can't finish talking about them all at once. I'll tell you later..."
"Do you have to be so cunning? Everything will happen next time..." Seeing Lao Jiang's bright eyes blinking, I knew that she was a first-class expert at avoiding the important issues.
However, her next words made Cheng Ran's heart blossom again.
"But I don't think it's embarrassing. On the contrary... it's quite cute."
Jiang Hongshao was silent after saying this. From Cheng Ran's perspective, her cheeks were slightly red. In this scene, saying even half a word would be redundant, so Cheng Ran also closed his mouth at the right time.
The two walked side by side under the red glazed tile wall covered with ivy, feeling a sense of peace and joy accumulating silently.
But after a moment, Lao Jiang said, "Why is it a short skirt with a plaid shirt..."
"Who looks better in this outfit?"