Chapter 30 If you like it, you may not be able to have it
The next morning, the restaurant on the second floor.
12 noon.
Originally, there should be a few distinguished guests dining at this time, but at this moment, the entire restaurant is quiet, except for two figures sitting by the window.
On the white lace tablecloth, there were cream-colored porcelain plates and exquisite dinner plates. There was a sweet and fragrant smell in the air. The waiter left after serving the dishes, leaving enough A quiet and private space.
menu Tender and sweet.
Two slender fingers held the tissue and handed it over, smiling and saying, "The chef who served this dish is the owner of a tea restaurant in Hong Kong. His specialty is shrimp dumplings. Two years ago, Louis I ate it once when I came to Hong Kong. Since then, I have set a price for the boss to make shrimp dumplings for him. So you may have never tasted this taste. This time, I happened to try it and left here. This The taste is almost unmatched in any tea restaurant."
Meng Ying swallowed the last bite, feeling the tender and sweet taste of the shrimp meat on her tongue, and couldn't help but whisper, "Mr. Haoba. If you like it, spend money to serve yourself.”
“For Louis, money is just a number.”
“What about Mr. Liang?” br>
“My freshman economics teacher was Andrew, a famous economist. The first lesson he taught us was that he taught us to throw away all the money we had and ask our parents for a sum of money the next day. Either use one day to earn back the money you lost yesterday, and then lose it again on the third day. This cycle will continue until the seventh day. The person with the most deposits can directly obtain the graduation qualification of this subject from him. ”
Liang Jincong held half a cigarette between his fingertips with a gentle smile. He looked at the girl in front of him. Meng Ying was wearing a white shirt and jeans today, a very simple and fresh look. His eyes fell on The woman pursed her lips slightly when she lowered her eyes.
Maybe it was because I ate shrimp dumplings, and my lips were stained with the luster of the soup.
Full cherry pink color.
Liang Jincong continued, "And I got Andrew's graduation qualification. In seven days, he changed from my teacher to my partner. I founded my own company W&J in country Y. Now Andrew is the executive vice president of W&J UK, but the name Andrew may be unfamiliar to you. He participated in the election the year before last.”
After a pause, he did not continue speaking.
Cigarette butts are stubbed out in the ashtray.
As for Meng Ying, surprise flashed in her pupils. She seemed to have guessed who Professor Andrew was, the person who stood at the top of the power storm.
Looking at the calmness in Liang Jincong's eyes, Meng Ying's heart flashed with waves.
His words have already answered what money is in his eyes.
A person who is born to stand at the top of the pyramid has the shelter of a top-class family and an unparalleled business acumen. He can look down on everything at will.
From the moment he was born, money had no meaning.
Perhaps, when Liang Jincong was 30 years old, it was the first time he heard a young girl ask him what money was.
He answered so patiently.
Meng Ying thought to herself, wouldn’t he feel disdain in his heart?
Such a childish question.
He can still maintain his grace and education.
Meng Ying was taken back to the Meng family when she was 12 years old. At that time, the Meng family was doing well. That year, the net profit was close to 200 million. Meng Yuan was the princess of the family. Meng Ying, even under the influence of Pampering, even though there are many leftover clothes worn by Meng Yuan in the closet, those clothes are all affordable luxury brands.
She has a complete study room and bedroom in Green Lake Villa.
Her cloakroom is a full 25 square meters.
She also has a terrace where she grows her favorite flowers and plants.
She has a life that many people cannot have.
Owned by a family that many people would envy.
She and Meng Yuan don’t have to worry about money, or even have to work hard for future work.
Even Meng Yuan accepted the professional team invited by Dong Zhilan for evaluation and intervention when he was 18 years old, and returned to China after four years of gilding abroad.
The financial crisis has swept through most small and medium-sized enterprises. No one could have predicted that the jewelry company that had grown rapidly in the past would suddenly decline continuously. The bank owes 200 million yuan in debt, leaving only a virtual shell.
Even if the Meng family goes bankrupt, their living standards will be higher than 80% of families in the country.
Most families in this world can live a fulfilling life with a monthly income of 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. In most small cities and counties, a monthly income of 10,000 yuan is an astronomical figure. Meng Ying traveled to a small place before. The scenery is beautiful and the folk customs are simple. In that place, the average income of young people is only three to four thousand. Rich people are different from wealthy people.
The richest man in Hongjiang City, the Sheng family, Sheng Dongqing still bowed his head when he saw the man in front of him.
"Then, has Mr. Liang ever done such a thing? Because he likes a certain kind of food, he has to keep it for himself, even if he spends a lot of money."
The man answered seriously, "It hasn't happened before, but maybe it will happen in the future. "
He looked at her deeply and smiled, "The family education I received since childhood did not allow me to be bound by something I like, so I have never had it before."
Grandpa told him that if you like something, that thing becomes your weakness.
In the future, it will become a knife thrust into myself.
What he has to do is learn not to have emotions or feelings.
Don’t talk about your favorite words easily.
When he was 5 years old, he had a curly cat. It was all white and had cute dark blue pupils. Called Niru.
He kept this cat for three years. When he was 8 years old, he developed a deep relationship with the cat. One day, Liang Jincong vaguely remembered it.
That day was Ying Songqi’s birthday, and their family was sitting at the dining table to dine.
But his cat is sick.
Acute epilepsy.
But he had to serve his mother tea with a smile and wait for her to open his gift.
He was worried.
The expression on his face gave him away too.
His father also noticed his emotional changes and asked him what happened. He was a little sad, but it was Ying Songqi's birthday, but he was worried about Curly Cat's condition. For three years, he hugged the cat to sleep almost every day.
He regards the cat as a relative.
So, he said at Ying Songqi’s birthday party that he wanted to go to the pet hospital and the servant sister said that the cat’s condition was not good.
Ying Songqi smiled and nodded.
Nilu was fine. He was hospitalized for infusion for two days and then went home.
Things seemed to have passed peacefully. He made a cake with his own hands and apologized to Ying Songqi, hoping that the other party could forgive him for leaving suddenly at the birthday party.
But Ying Songqi just touched his head and asked him, who is more important, the cat or the mother?
Mother is important.
He answered.
The incident happened on the first weekend of Ying Songqi’s birthday party.
Song Xiuci came to the Liang family with her five-year-old son, who was Ying Songqi's friend. They had a great conversation. Before leaving, the other party's son fell in love with Nilu and wanted to take it away.
Ying Songqi agreed.
That was one of the few times that young Liang Jincong cried. He could not accept it or understand it.
And Ying Songqi just said, "Your tears will only hasten Nilu's death. You can't cry, and you can't put the word love on Nilu."
Three days later, Niru died.
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