Siheyuan: Rebirth of a comfortable life starts with Shazhu

All I can say is that in Lou Xiao'e's eyes, He Yuzhu will always be so magical.

This was definitely not something He Yuzhu had planned on purpose. If he had this ability, he would not be a human but a god.

In fact, when He Yuzhu was developing the television industry chain, he was not sure whether he could succeed.

Even if it succeeds, He Yuzhu has no way of predicting how the friendship between the two teams will develop in the future.

But this perception is not only held by Lou Xiao'e, but also shared by certain wealthy circles in Hong Kong.

It is said that the man behind Lou Xiao'e spent more than ten years laying out a big chess game, and today is the day for him to reap the rewards.

This kind of argument is also very normal in the business world.

Many people always like to put the cart before the horse when looking at things.

Some people succeed temporarily just by luck, but society needs it, so some people tout them as geniuses.

As for others, they have clearly achieved their success through their hard work and down-to-earth approach, but many people believe that they are just lucky.

Even He Daqing has gained considerable fame in the wealthy circle of Hong Kong Island.

Some of the flattering words made He Daqing dizzy.

He couldn't tell the truth from the false.

“·····My dad? My dad is very ordinary.

He works hard, and when he has nothing to do, he likes to take us out to play.

His favorite thing is to buy some good food and cook delicious food for us.

But my dad is also lazy sometimes.

Especially in winter, he doesn't like to wash his feet.

Every day when I come home, my mother and I have to punish me." Seeing the puzzled look on He Daqing's face, He Yuan could only tell the truth and told He Daqing about He Yuzhu's situation at home.

After saying this, He Yuan turned to He Daqing and asked, "Grandpa, why did you think of asking about my father?
Your own child, don’t you understand?”

He Daqing's face turned red. He couldn't say that, hearing the praises for He Yuzhu on the streets of Hong Kong Island, He Yuzhu was already regarded as a great strategist of all time.

When he heard what others said, he felt that the silly Zhuzi in the old city was not his biological son.

The He family has been in business for eight generations, but has never found such a smart person.

According to a tabloid in Hong Kong, it was He Yuzhu who arranged for his childhood sweetheart to come to Hong Kong 20 years ago in order to promote normal diplomatic relations with America.

This made many martial arts and science fiction writers wish they could stop writing.

Naturally, there are sober people who oppose this.

But the question remains, no one can explain why Lou Xiao'e's company supported sports at this point and happened to facilitate the small ball friendship.

There were no foreshadowings in the previous chapters, nor was there any visit to the city by the head of America.

Metaphysics can only be identified as metaphysics.

He Yuzhu, who is a god-like figure in the tabloids, now locks himself in the study, crying tears and snot, looking quite unpresentable.

This was after Wang Furong's funeral was over.

He Yuzhu didn't know why, but the more he thought about it, the sadder he felt.

Liu Ting handed He Yuzhu a hot towel and lightly kicked Xiao Xiaohei who was circling around He Yuzhu's feet. Looking at He Yuzhu's red and swollen walnut eyes, she couldn't help but said with heartache and amusement: "I said, do you really need to do that?
Master's wife said that if it weren't for you and Third Brother, one of them reminded us and the other helped to find a doctor.

Maybe the master has passed away long ago.

Plus, Master also has children and grandchildren, which is already a great blessing."

He Yuzhu leaned his head against the back of the chair and put a folded hot towel on his eyes. He said in a muffled voice: "I just feel bad thinking about the old man being burned to ashes.

I don't know why Master is so hypocritical. His whole family is in Sijiu City, but he wants to return to Chuanfu for burial."

Wang Furong practiced cremation. Now in the old city, the city has changed from advocating cremation to promoting cremation.

But if you find a nearby commune, spend money to buy a piece of wasteland, and bury him directly, it is not impossible.

Because the old man wanted to return to his hometown, he cremated the body directly.

This really had a great impact on He Yuzhu, and it reminded him of the time in his previous life when he personally pushed He Daqing into the crematorium's cremation room.

Thinking about his past life again, maybe when he was gone, because of the cold-blooded nature of those ungrateful people in the Jia family, it is hard to say whether his ashes were ever buried.

The more I thought about it, the sadder I felt. After I got home, I couldn't stop crying.

Of course, only He Yuzhu can understand this sadness.

When explaining to Liu Ting, I could only say that I couldn't bear to see the old man being cremated.

“Alas, my mother also said the same thing, saying that if she died, she would be sent back to Zhejiang Province.

I can understand my master's point of view. After all, he left home at a young age, and thinking about being buried with his family and elders can be considered as returning to his roots.

But my mother, what do you think she wants?
When I was in Zhejiang Province, I didn't have a single good day.

When she was a child, she was treated as a money-loser, and when she grew up, she married an alcoholic husband.

..." Liu Ting's thoughts wandered, and she also discussed with He Yuzhu about the things after life and death.

In this regard, neither of them had any fear, nor were they old enough to understand the old man's thoughts.

He Yuzhu had aged once in his previous life, but he had never thought about this problem.

Anyway, he will definitely have his children to provide for him all year round in this life, so he doesn't need to worry about this.

However, He Yuzhu must be overthinking it. It is not so easy for him to sleep peacefully underground in his life.

If reform and opening up really take place and Lou Xiao'e comes back, even if she doesn't want to compete with Liu Ting, she will settle the account with He Yuzhu for the sake of her children's reputation.

So, what you owe in the past must be repaid in the future.

"Ding-ling-ling..." The phone rang. He Yuzhu sat up straight, handed the towel to Liu Ting, and then answered the phone.

"Hello, who are you?..." He Yuzhu's hoarse voice sounded.

Liu Ting also cooperated and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.

"What?... Our factory's TV was given as a gift?

How would I know this?

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Stop talking nonsense, Lao Lu, have you drunk too much fake wine? How can you come up with such a fantastic thing?

Who can make decisions for the elderly?

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Yes, yes, yes, it must be a coincidence.

·····
No, I'm busy these days, my master just passed away." He Yuzhu learned from the phone that the TVs in their factory were given away as gifts, and refuted Comrade Lao Lu's various speculations in a bad mood.

He Yuzhu had no guilt at all about this.

After all, this matter is not something that a small person like him can push to this point.

I can only say that it was all coincidence.

It is also the tradition of America that they love to provide assists. (End of this chapter)