eurekapd Chapter 240: A rich woman and a drama.
Chapter 240: A rich woman and a drama.
Wang Haoyang said: "Liu Feng, you can't say that. Having a wife and children and a warm bed is also a kind of happiness. Haven't you seen those big bosses who do business?
When they have money, they show off their power and spend money like crazy, but when they lose money or go bankrupt, some jump off buildings, hide from their creditors, or are beaten to death by their creditors. It's really thrilling. People with weak hearts will be scared to death. Hehe."
Fu Minghui said: "Wang Haoyang, you are a coward, you have never seen the world. The country encourages and supports the development of individual and private economy. If you go to Shanghai, you will know. If you don't go out, you will always be a frog in the well.
Sun Chengcheng said: "Fu Minghui, just because you have a Shanghai hukou, you look down on country folks? Tell me how valuable you are."
Fu Minghui said: "I don't mean to look down on you. I have been in the clothing business for nearly ten years. Do you know how big the profit margin of clothing is?
For example, a men's T-shirt produced in Shenzhen costs 20 yuan, but it is sold for 500 yuan or even 1,000 yuan in a fashion store in Shanghai. Do you believe it? This is information asymmetry, do you understand? "
Sun Chengcheng said: "From what you said, you must have made a lot of money from selling clothes."
Fu Minghui said: "I am not bragging, I have made a lot of money, and I want to find a way to make more money with my money. I want to open a large clothing wholesale market in a northern provincial capital. I would like to ask my classmates to provide information and help me choose a good location."
As Fu Minghui spoke, she asked the waiter to open a bottle of high-proof Moutai liquor.
Wang Haoyang said: "Fu Minghui, you have really made a fortune, Maotai liquor, Zhonghua cigarettes, sea cucumbers, abalone, this is too corrupt."
Fu Minghui said: "This is nothing. In Shanghai, this is a common thing."
Liu Feng said, "Fu Minghui, you want to open a clothing wholesale market. There is an abandoned winery near our machinery factory. It went bankrupt because of counterfeiting wine and was confiscated by the government. The house has been vacant for almost two years. You can go and ask."
Fu Minghui said to her assistant: "Xia Bing, remember this, let's go to the scene tomorrow to take a look."
"Come on, have a drink. Ming Yuanhui, why don't you say anything? Classmates get together to talk and reminisce about the past," said Sun Chengcheng.
Ming Yuanhui said: "I am not good at talking, I like to listen to others talk, hehe."
Fu Minghui said, a little drunk, "Ming Yuanhui's temper hasn't changed at all. He is low-key and unpretentious. Unlike me, I do whatever I want without considering the consequences. It would have been better if I hadn't broken up with Yuanhui back then."
Liu Feng said, "Fu Minghui, aren't you living a good life now? Rich woman, money makes the world go round, what do you regret? Hi, hi."
Ming Yuanhui said: "There is no regret medicine in life. If you really marry a poor soldier like me, you will regret it! Hehe."
Ming Yuanhui continued, "I waited for you for four years. When you graduated from university, you suddenly decided to stay in Shanghai. After you proposed breaking up, I was in pain for a long time.
Now think about it, we were right to break up, the pain was unnecessary. I can't stand your temper of doing things without discussion, saying one thing and doing it your way, for a long time. My wife always says: Everything is the best arrangement. "
"Speaking of Ming Yuanhui's wife, she is a well-known figure in our northern provincial capital, and Ming Yuanhui is also a well-known good husband. They have a happy family that is rich, harmonious, and has many children and grandchildren. It is so enviable." Liu Feng said with emotion.
As they were talking, they finished two bottles of Moutai. Fu Minghui said to her assistant, "Xia Bing, go get two more bottles of Moutai from the car. We won't go home until we're drunk tonight."
Ming Yuanhui said, "Don't drink any more. Waiter, serve the food."
Liu Feng said, "It's nine o'clock. I can't drink any more. I'll have dinner. If I go home late, my wife and children won't be happy."
Sun Chengcheng said: "It seems that both of you are henpecked, hahaha."
"I'm not afraid of my wife. Every time I get drunk, my wife won't let me into the house. Fu Minghui, please take me in tonight." Wang Haoyang said as he stood up and moved closer to Fu Minghui. Unexpectedly, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"With your fat and big-eared bear look, I won't take you in. I want to take in Ming Yuanhui." Fu Minghui said as she staggered and drunkenly grabbed Ming Yuanhui's arm.
Ming Yuanhui quickly pulled his arm back and said to the waiter, "Don't fill the glass again. Serve the food right away. Thank you."
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It was already 10:30 in the evening when Ming Yuanhui returned to the Chen Mansion from the Qingfeng Hotel. He glanced at Qian Yizheng who was sleeping soundly, then stood by the window of the children's bedroom next door, listening quietly for a while to make sure that the children were all asleep.
Ming Yuanhui tiptoed to the lounge prepared for them by his grandmother Chen Yalu for coming home late, took off his coat, washed his hands, face and feet, and went to bed.
The next morning, Ming Yuanhui returned to the bedroom, and Qian Yizhen asked, "How was the class reunion last night? Did you catch up with your first love?"
"Yizhen, please stop talking about it. That so-called first love, Fu Minghui, is totally different from us. I heard her showing off her wealth in the bar. I won't associate with people like her anymore."
"If you don't associate with her, what will you do if she gets attached to you? You are a handsome, suave, middle-aged man in an important position, but you are the dream lover of many women, hahahaha."
"Yizhen, you are being sarcastic, jealous, and hateful. I'm not stupid. My original wife is the best, my own children are the best, and everything else is just a passing cloud, hehehe."
After breakfast, the seven kids carried their schoolbags and went to school. Qian Yizheng went to hand in his homework "Report and Implementation Plan on the Merger of Northern Province No. 1 National Cotton Mill" to his uncle. Dad Qian came to the back garden and took care of his vegetable garden step by step.
Ming Yuanhui went to work. As soon as he entered the office, his secretary Xiao Zhou put a pile of documents on the desk and said, "Deputy Director Ming, the annual assessment of reserve cadres is about to begin again.
I think you have a chance to be promoted this year. I heard that Political Commissar Guo has been appointed to another post. You are the most likely candidate for the new Political Commissar."
Ming Yuanhui said with a smile: "For things like this, just tell me and don't tell others. We have seven or eight deputy directors of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and other candidates who are qualified as political commissars, hahahaha."
Ding-ling-ling, the phone rang, and the secretary Xiao Zhou left, gently closing the door. Ming Yuanhui pressed the answer button: "Hello, Yuanhui? Are you free tomorrow night? I would like to invite you to have dinner with me alone, please do me a favor."
"Fu Minghui, I'm sorry, I don't have time, thank you." Ming Yuanhui hung up the phone.
"Yuanhui, please chat with me. I'm so lonely. I don't have anyone I can talk to sincerely. Now I have nothing except money. I really want to talk to you like we used to." Fu Minghui said with a choked voice.
"It's almost the end of the year, and the work in the bureau is very busy. I really don't have time. Sorry, I have to go to a meeting." Ming Yuanhui hung up the phone.