Memory sorted forward, and a deliberately forgotten detail resurfaced in my mind.
That was when I was twenty-five years old. Due to policy changes, the development of the group was somewhat sluggish. The financial report did not satisfy shareholders, and the stock price fell a lot.
After several years of hard work, Jiang Mingyuan has also made a little reputation outside, and is known as the most capable young entrepreneur in the contemporary era.
The money allocated to them did not increase, and the attitudes of the shareholders who originally supported those "elders" became ambiguous, saying that it would be more appropriate for the Jiang family's group to be managed by the Jiang family.
Of course, the "elders" whose interests were threatened could not tolerate someone threatening their status, let alone someone they had always looked down upon. Because of fear and jealousy, their targeting of Jiang Mingyuan became even crazier and more unscrupulous.
Jiang Mingyuan's own company was suppressed, surveillance cameras were placed in the place where he usually lived, the brakes of the car were out of control, and he would bump into drunk drivers while walking.
He had a big fate, and he didn't "die unexpectedly" as they expected. Instead, he made the company bigger. He didn't even lose the wind in a direct confrontation with Jiang. Juniors go to jail.
Jiang Mingyuan's strong counterattack woke them up. The person in front of them was no longer the one they could not resist. They changed to a more "gentle" method, took the initiative to get close to him, and expressed friendship in various social occasions. Invited him to a gathering of some bigwigs in the business world, and said that the Jiang family would definitely need him to control it in the future.
Jiang Mingyuan knew that those people had no good intentions, but he needed these opportunities, and he basically never refused those invitations.
Every time I participate in an event, in addition to developing my own network and business, there are also women of all colors.
It is almost a public "hidden rule" for women to accompany drinks at parties in public or privately. Jiang Mingyuan will not have any further relationship with them, nor will he pretend to be arrogant and reject others. Also since then, there have been more scandals related to him. Today it is said that he has a room with someone, and tomorrow he has a hot fight with another model. There are even two female stars who are jealous of him on social media.
These messy news won't affect him, and Jiang Mingyuan didn't care. His silence probably gave the group of people confidence and made them more courageous.
During one event, he drank fortified wine.
After all, he was young at that time, and the momentary high spirits made him relax his vigilance. When he was half-forced into the room, Jiang Mingyuan only had endless regrets in his heart.
That night, he hugged a girl, and nothing happened the next day.
Afterwards he found out that the person who was originally arranged to "accompany" him was an AIDS patient, and specifically explained that the more intense the better, it would be better to make some wounds. The person they found had a little conscience, but he regretted not coming at the last moment. The middleman was reluctant to part with the huge sum of money and found another girl to replace him, so that he escaped unharmed.
Jiang Mingyuan was both fortunate and afraid. After this incident, he acted more cautiously, and was never found by those people. A year later, he regained his own position, and those "elders" went to prison one after another because of economic crimes. It is unlikely that Madam will come out in this life.
He didn't let go of anyone who participated in this matter back then, except for two people, one was the gangster who regretted it at the end, and the other was the woman who had a night with him. Nevermind.
Jiang Mingyuan inherited his father's personality, and he was not keen on sex. When he was a teenager, he joined in the fun and dated a few girlfriends. After his father passed away at the age of eighteen, he devoted all his energy to his career. He is the only woman who has actually had sex with him. , just that one.
The child in the photo looks about three or four years old. If it was really that time, the time would be right.
He frowned and stared at the photo on his phone, thought for a while, and sent a message to Li Kangyi: [Where did you take this person?]
Li Kangyi was still at home thinking about how to find out this matter quietly, and then tell the boss to get some benefits, when he received another message from the boss, he turned over and got up from the bed, opened his mouth when he saw the news.
You pretended not to care before, but now you're exposed? He was proud of himself, but he didn't dare to delay his movements. Jiang Mingyuan received a reply after a while.
[Li Kangyi: At a barbecue stall in the night market at No. 65 Changning Street, he should be four years old this year. His mother is the stall owner, and the food she makes is delicious and beautiful, and she seems to be a bit famous recently.]
[Li Kangyi: Boss, I have a photo of that stall owner, do you want it?]
He was afraid that Jiang Mingyuan would have too many women and forget what he looked like, so he added a special sentence.
Jiang Mingyuan really didn't remember what Cheng Huan looked like. He was insane that night, and when his medicine weakened, he was busy dealing with the plot. By the time he finished his work, Zhou Hengyuan had already dismissed him.
[Jiang Mingyuan: Yes.]
As soon as Li Kang moved quickly, he sent the photo he had prepared before receiving the reply, and some basic information of Cheng Huan, such as name and age, was attached to the photo.
Because the live broadcast was famous before, many guests would more or less inquire about her situation when they went to eat barbecue. Several former classmates of the original owner also stood up and said they knew her, so it is not difficult to find Cheng Huan's information on the Internet now.
However, these materials are limited to the simplest ones, and the deeper ones are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Jiang Mingyuan received the photo and turned to contact another person.
The voice on the other end of the phone was casual: "Hey, what makes you, a busy man, think of me?"
Jiang Mingyuan didn't waste time with him, and said straight to the point: "Five years ago, that girl in Yicheng, remember?"
"Why do you think of her?" Although it's been a long time, Zhou Hengyuan immediately realized who he was talking about. After all, he had known Jiang Mingyuan for so many years, and it was the first and only time he saw his friend in such a mess: "Why, After a few years, you found out that the family is getting better again, so you can't leave?"
Jiang Mingyuan ignored his jokes. He was a good friend who was never serious, but people could believe it: "Do you remember her name?"
"You don't even remember this, so I just met someone." Zhou Hengyuan asked lazily, "Why are you asking this?"
"There's something wrong." Jiang Mingyuan didn't elaborate: "The money you sent her at that time should have a name, right?"
"Yes, yes." Since his friend asked, Zhou Hengyuan would not fail to do this little favor. He went to the study and turned on the computer, and said to the person on the other side: "Wait a minute and I will check."
That incident was less than five years ago, Zhou Hengyuan searched for a while, and finally found this in the running water for several months.
"I found it. It's called Cheng Huan. He Chengcheng. I'm so happy."
Hearing the name from his friend, Jiang Mingyuan clenched his hands slightly. A certain guess in his heart made him feel difficult to breathe. He suppressed his throat and reluctantly said, "Okay, I see, thank you."
"Which one of us is with whom, as long as you tell me what you are looking for this person for." Zhou Hengyuan still did not give up.
"I still have something to do, hang up."
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On the other hand, Cheng Huan didn't know that someone had taken a fancy to her son. After all, in the original plot, the hero didn't know that he still had blood until two years later, when the female lead brought his son to the door. He planned to intervene between the hero and heroine, but he never thought that the hero would know about their existence through other channels.
Barbecue business is best in summer, and the colder the weather, the fewer people are willing to come out to eat at night.
Because the business is booming, Cheng Huan has almost saved enough money, and the matter of renting a shop has also been put on the agenda. In her plan, the shop should be bigger, so that she can do other businesses besides barbecue.
For example, the sheep and scorpion hot pot is cold and windy in winter, so it is perfect to eat delicious and heart-warming hot pot.
Finding a storefront is more troublesome than finding a place to set up a stall. Cheng Huan looked for several days but didn't see a suitable one. She was not in a hurry, entrusted an intermediary to help pay attention, and continued to immerse herself in the joy of making money.
The weather is getting cooler, Xing Xing has been in school for a month, and also ushered in the first holiday of his student career - the eight-day long holiday of Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day!
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival falls on September 30th, and the next day is National Day. For Chinese people, festivals are always related to food.
Cheng Huan lived with her grandfather when she was a child, and the grandparents and grandchildren would always make snacks by themselves during the holidays. Traditional snacks are mostly time-consuming and labor-intensive, and she would get annoyed every time she did them. But when I grow up, those days of preparing festive food with my grandfather have become cherished memories, which are taken out again and again on occasional sleepless nights.
Cheng Huan has experienced this himself, and hopes that Xing Xing has some memories worth cherishing. She doesn't plan to make those troublesome things, after all, the snacks she liked when she was a teenager don't taste very good from the current point of view.
Cheng Huan plans to make fresh meat mooncakes. Fresh meat mooncakes are a kind of Soviet-style mooncakes. Fresh meat mooncakes just out of the pan are golden yellow, with crispy and powdery skin. The mooncakes are slowly soaked in gravy during the baking process. When eaten, it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it is suitable for saltiness and sweetness. It can be called a must.
Xingxing was very enthusiastic about her mother's proposal to make mooncakes together. In his opinion, anything that can be done with his mother is fun, such as brushing teeth, such as school games, and such as cooking.
Xingxing is young, and the kindergarten does not provide mooncakes for fear of indigestion. The little guy is very curious about the taste of mooncakes, and asks them when he sleeps at night.
"I'll know when I make it." Cheng Huan came back early today, after nine o'clock, and it was exactly ten o'clock after going home and taking a shower.
However, this time has long passed Xing Xing's rest time. Seeing that the little guy was still chattering, Cheng Huan hugged him, patted his back, and demanded: "Don't talk, go to bed."
"Okay." Xing Xing was hugged in his arms and obediently closed his eyes.
With such an important festival as the Mid-Autumn Festival, Cheng Huan also planned to give herself a day off. She turned off the alarm clock before going to bed, thinking that it would be okay to wake up later tomorrow.
Probably because of his lack of energy, Cheng Huan slept very deeply this time, and when he woke up again, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.
The curtains were parted a little, revealing a glimmer of light, and Xing Xing was standing by the bed with her hands still on her arms.
Seeing his mother opened his eyes, the little guy withdrew his hand and urged: "Mom, get up quickly, let's make mooncakes!"
Cheng Huan let out a "huh" and turned to look at the room. The sunlight in the dark room was particularly glaring. Cheng Huan frowned, covered his eyes with his hands, and directed his son, "Help me pull the curtains up."
"Okay." Xing Xing jumped up and down to pull the curtains, pulled them several times and finally made the two sides meet. After finishing all this, he returned to the bed, and Cheng Huan said hello: "Mom, I'll wait for you outside, hurry up." Get up."
"Got it..." Cheng Huan lay on the bed and closed his eyes again.
After Xing Xing went out, Cheng Huan lay on the bed for a while, and finally woke up completely awake the next time.
She dressed quickly, went out to look around, and saw Xing Xing playing in the study room, the little guy wore his own clothes today, except for the wrinkled top, everything else looked decent.
"Baby, I'm sorry, mom got up late." Cheng Huan straightened the little guy's clothes, wanted to give him a good morning kiss, but remembered that he hadn't brushed his teeth yet, so he stood up and said in a hurry: "You are hungry, wait a while I brush my teeth and go to eat."
"I'm not hungry." Xing Xing came out, Cheng Huan brushed his teeth and said next to him, "Mom, I ate this morning. Sister Xiaojin gave it to me. I also brushed my teeth. I sent some brushes..."
He stared at Cheng Huan like an adult: "Mom, you are so busy, it's normal to sleep a little longer."
With her toothbrush in her mouth, Cheng Huan couldn't speak well. She smiled and rubbed the little guy's hair with her other hand, feeling that the son was well raised.
Since Xing Xing is not hungry, Cheng Huan is not in a hurry. She took care of her personal hygiene and ordered a bowl of noodles for herself.
Because of the festival, there are so many people in the supermarket that it is almost crowded to walk. Cheng Huan held Xing Xing tightly and took him to buy the ingredients needed for moon cakes.
Xing Xing is very curious about many things, and he has to stop for a while after taking two steps. Cheng Huan didn't rush, and he just waited beside him while watching.
It took nearly an hour for the mother and son to come out of the supermarket. When they came out, the shopping cart was full, only a small part was ingredients, and the rest were books and toys for Xing Xing. Xing Xing was holding a doll in his hand. He faced Cheng Huan pointed to the blonde doll with big breasts inside and said to her, "Mom, this one looks very similar to you!"
Cheng Huan twitched the corners of her mouth, not quite understanding her son's gaze, she pulled the things over and threw them into the cart: "It doesn't look like it at all."
"It's very similar!" The little guy was unconvinced, and stretched out his hand to reach it. Cheng Huan was afraid that he would fall and had to stop. Xingxing tiptoed and took the doll back to his hand. He pointed at the doll through the package face, and said to Cheng Huan: "Look, mom, its eyes are as big as yours."
"Yeah… "
"Well, that's right!" Xing Xing nodded solemnly: "I want to put it on the bed, and I won't be afraid when my mother is gone!"
In a car on the side of the road, Jiang Mingyuan looked at the mother and son who were drifting away.
He watched for a long time until the figures of the two men disappeared around the corner.
The assistant in the passenger seat called back; "Boss."
Jiang Mingyuan withdrew his gaze, squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and asked wearily, "How about the Ping'an Village project?"
The project of Ping'an Village was decided by Jiang Mingyuan. He had a lot of things to do, so it wasn't a big project, so he didn't ask much after it was confirmed.
The assistant was a little surprised why the boss suddenly fell in love with Pingan Village. Fortunately, he did a good job in his homework and quickly found out the progress of this project in his mind.
"I have already communicated with the government, and I will prepare to negotiate with the residents in October."
"Yeah." Jiang Mingyuan looked out the window with an unclear expression: "Speed up the progress."
"OK."