The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chapter 78 The Girls I Chased Over the Years
The X6's performance is still very stable.

At least Chen Pingsheng felt it was quite good to drive.

It only takes half an hour to get to Shacheng.

Chang Fu was very nervous. Ever since Yang Qian got married, he had never seen her again.

There wasn't even any contact.

I only hear bits and pieces of information about other people from my classmates when I go home each year.

This sudden meeting comes at a time when they're getting a divorce.

My heart was filled with mixed feelings.

A womanizer like him, who spends his life surrounded by women, must have loved only one woman during his youth.

He would send voice messages from time to time, but Chen Pingsheng was too lazy to reply.

The agreed meeting place was a karaoke bar. As someone born in the 80s, I still have a special feeling for karaoke bars.

Going out and yelling a few times every now and then has become a favorite pastime for many people born in the 1980s.

The stage was set up in a large private room, the kind that could seat dozens of people without feeling crowded.

To ease the tension, Chang Fu first ordered two songs for friends to sing, and even pulled Chen Pingsheng to join in.

Since everyone had driven, and no one could drink alcohol, the atmosphere was noticeably less pleasant.

"Old Chen, what do you think should be the first thing I say to Yang Qian when she arrives?"

"Hello, my name is Chang Fu."

"Can't you be a little more creative?"

Chang Fu laughed. This guy was really like someone wearing sunglasses asking a blind person for directions, pointing randomly.

He suddenly remembered that Old Chen, that bastard, had only had one wife since he was a child.

There wasn't a single bit of gossip about him; asking him was truly like the blind men and the elephant.

Chen Pingsheng replied, "It's just a simple meeting with old classmates, why are you so nervous?"

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. It's just that I haven't seen her for many years. Do you think she would regret her choice back then if she knew that I drive a Mercedes-Benz now?"

"I don't know if she'll regret it, but you're definitely still hung up on her."

"You fart."

It was like a hedgehog whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly bristling with fur.

No matter who asks, he will never admit it.

This is a man's dignity.

Chen Pingsheng was too lazy to listen to his nonsense; Yang Qian was about to arrive.

We'll find out once she arrives and we ask her.

He dutifully requested a song for his wife, Song Yanxi, who likes to sing Liu Ruoying's songs.

Every time I come to karaoke, "I Love You So Much" is a must-sing song.

She sings well too.

Just as he went to select a song, two women came to the door.

Yang Qian, who is tall and exudes an artistic temperament, still keeps her long, straight black hair.

He was wearing a white down jacket that looked rather dirty.

She still looks the same, but she has gained a bit more poise and maturity.

More than ten years have passed, who still remembers the white moonlight of youth they once loved?

in class.

The teacher called out: Chang Fu, sit behind Yang Qian.

Changfu kept his head down, looking very nervous. His happiest moments each day were watching her study diligently.

In the crowd, one can only watch others from afar.

Their relationship began when Yang Qian was harassed by some thugs after school.

Chang Fu walked behind her, grabbed a brick without saying a word, and smashed it on her forehead with a loud thud.

This not only intimidated the group of thugs, but also terrified Yang Qian.

From then on, Yang Qian began to pay attention to this poor student in her class who didn't talk much but liked to secretly watch her.

Then came the exams, and Yang Qian successfully gained admission to the best high school in the county.

Chang Fu started learning hairdressing, still in the position closest to her.

Yang Qian would go to him every time she got a haircut.

From someone who had no idea how to cut hair, to someone who could dry it normally to a short length.

Later, Yang Qian asked him, "Do you like me?"

She was a senior in high school that year.

He had also studied hairdressing for three years, and Changfu hummed in agreement.

Yang Qian chuckled softly as she began her first date with him.

The two spent the whole day watching ducks in the park and drinking two small Cokes.

Then, six months passed.

Yang Qian invited Chang Fu to the hotel, thinking it would just be a chat. But to his surprise, after she finished showering, she was only wearing a small bathrobe that couldn't cover her beautiful figure.

She asked him, "Do you want to sleep with yourself?"

Chang Fu shook his head. He wanted to give her a perfect marriage after he had achieved success in his career.

Yang Qian didn't say anything, but she cried a lot that night.

After she finished crying, news spread that she and her current husband were preparing for their engagement.

Changfu was furious. He felt that she had betrayed him and their love.

They looked down on him, the penniless and powerless barber Tony.

After leaving the county town, he went to a big city to develop his career and did not continue working in hairdressing.

All I know is that things got better year by year when I came back.

Even now, driving a Mercedes S-Class worth over a million yuan, I still can't help but ask her again, "Why?"
"Is there any cigarette?"

Chang Fu was dumbfounded. In his memory, Yang Qian was a well-behaved girl with no bad habits.

However, since he had asked him for a cigarette, he handed him one anyway.

Yang Qian took a couple of puffs, but not very good at it, and choked quite a bit.

"Changfu, you've struck it rich!"

"Yes, I made a small fortune."

"Not bad, you've made a fortune, but I'm getting a divorce."

Unable to describe her emotions, Yang Qian said, "We haven't been in touch for so many years. Now that you've made a fortune, you come looking for me, wanting to show off in front of me?"

"No, no."

Chang Fu is usually very flamboyant in front of women, but he was so nervous that he couldn't speak when he saw Yang Qian.

Yang Qian chuckled and sat down next to Song Yanxi with her friend.

Song Yanxi is much younger than them and is currently pregnant, so it's not suitable for her to do anything too strenuous.

"Back then, Changfu was one of the two most troublesome people at school, and he would always follow me around. Chen Pingsheng would take care of you whenever he had time. I never imagined that you two would be living such a happy life now. I'm so envious."

She had already heard about what happened in Wangcai Village.

After all, she was also from Wangcai Village, and Chen Pingsheng held a banquet for three consecutive days as soon as he returned.

Elderly people in the village can receive red envelopes by going there, and they receive them every day, not just one day.

Yang Qian would never believe that he didn't have a net worth of hundreds of millions.

"Heh, he's just stupid."

Women understand women best. Song Yanxi took the initiative to ask her, "I heard you're getting a divorce. What happened?"

Yang Qian didn't hide anything from her: "My father-in-law wanted to advance his career before retirement. My husband caught the eye of a young lady from the province, and then my dad was exposed for tax evasion, and his company was found to have a series of problems."

understood.

This was entirely orchestrated by her man's family, and their purpose was quite obvious.

He righteously abandoned his first wife and married that man from the province.

Then, by leveraging their family's advantageous position in the province, they pushed her father-in-law forward.

Yang Qian chuckled self-deprecatingly: "My old man brought this on himself. Back then, he sold his daughter to make friends with this in-law. Now look what's happened, they've found a better option and kicked him aside, even investigating his company in the process."

"The happiest thing for me now is watching this old man throw tantrums at home every day, yelling at people for being ungrateful."

Their family used to be wealthy.

Their family had lofty ambitions, and her father racked his brains to bring them together.

Now look what's happened, they've been kicked aside like dogs.

"Then what about you..."

“I’m fine. My dad was after his family’s power when we got married, and they were after me, their daughter with good grades, and a little money. Divorce is a relief.”

Yang Qian spoke casually, but Song Yanxi sensed something unusual in her words.

Yang Qian may have tried to resist back then, which was to let Chang Fu sleep with her.

However, that night, Changfu was completely oblivious and knew nothing.

She just felt inferior and thought that she would give him happiness when he became rich.

Unexpectedly, the next day, after Yang Qian left, her father and the other side had already made all the decisions.

She was merely a pawn in her father's game, a tool for him to gain personal benefits.

She resisted; if Changfu had slept with her that day...

The next day she would leave the city with him and give up the college entrance exam.

If he doesn't want to study anymore, then let him become a shampoo girl.

He cuts, she washes.

The two of them found a small, unknown place and opened a small hair salon like this.

Perhaps life will be happy then.

This was her fantasy before she made the decision; unfortunately, Changfu was too foolish.

Such obvious displays of affection and initiative went completely unnoticed.

What followed was a hatred that lasted for more than a decade.

Youth is always spent in regret and disappointment.

Perhaps we all met someone we wanted to hold onto back then, but at such a young age, what could we possibly have to hold onto their hand and never let go?

I want a life in full bloom.

"Like flying in the vast sky,"

"It's like traveling through an endless wilderness."

"Possesses the power to break free from everything."

"How many times have I lost my way?"

"How many times have my dreams been shattered?"

"I no longer feel lost."

"I want my life to be freed."

Most people born in the 1980s like Wang Feng because he is the only one who sang about the confusion and disappointment of their generation.

And, feeling lost and helpless.

Changfu cried bitterly upon learning everything; his heart was breaking.

But what's done is done, and looking back, Yang Qian will only think that he was pitying her.

Fortunately, she didn't need anyone's pity.

There's no need for him to pity Chang Fulai.

(End of this chapter)