Chapter 36 First Encounter (2)

  After dinner, the family did not change with the arrival of Cheng Shigui and others. In the past, it was Lao Yezi's solo show, now everyone listened to Mo Bei playing the violin. After nearly a year of study, Mo Bei showed her amazing musical talent and learning ability.

  Everyone moved to Old Man Lin's house, and Cheng Shigui and the others looked at the furnishings in the house, marveling that it was like entering an ancient study. From the appearance of the books, they were all old objects, well-preserved.

  Everyone sat down in their chairs, "Xiao Bei, begin," said Old Man Lin.

  Just now still naive and lively little girl set up a pose after, temperament became serious, a cheerful " Skylark" came out lightly.

  "This..." Han Zhiqian poked the person sitting next to him, Cheng Shigui, with his eyes wide open.

  This piece is a unique work by Romanian composer Diniu, with an unparalleled tremolo on the high E string of the violin. The music cleverly uses the sliding finger vibrato technique on the violin to create an extremely bright and lively melody, making it seem as if one can see a scene of orioles singing in the mountains, sunny weather, and picturesque scenery with eyes closed.

  Fang Mo Bei fell in love with the sound of Old Man Lin playing the violin from the very first time she heard it. She loved the feeling of the notes jumping on the strings, so when she found out that she could also learn to play, she naturally worked hard and hoped to be able to play beautiful music too.

  Cheng Shigui didn't dare to think that a three-year-old child could express the artistic conception of the song so well, although in terms of technique it was not yet fully mature and there were some stutters, let alone after a period of time.

  It seems that since he met 'Nan Nan', nothing is impossible, and his heart's endurance has gradually increased.

  The piece ended, and Old Man Lin commented, "Not bad, there are two places that should be done like this...like this...it would be better." Seeing Mo Bei wanting to play again, the old man stopped him. "Alright, this isn't something that can be accomplished overnight, keep practicing."

  "Nan Nan, how about you?" Old Master Lin called out, "Although the emotions you play are all fake, but if this old man doesn't listen to it for a day, he'll feel uncomfortable all over."

  "Grandpa, I want to play too!" Fang Mo Nan pointed and said. She reluctantly got up, picked up the erhu, and played "Cloud Sparrow" with a bright and cheerful tone. The sound of the erhu was similar to the human voice, with a strong personality, rich artistic charm, and national flavor.

  Different instruments express the same song, Fang Mornan is still older in heart after all, after these days of erhu learning, it's easy to change the violin masterpiece into erhu playing, with better physical coordination than ordinary children, and mastering the high-pitched tremolo technique.

  "Alas," said Old Master Lin with a regretful face, looking at her as if everything was her fault.

  Fang Mo Nan helplessly shrugged his shoulders, "I already said don't pull anymore."

  "What a pity! It sounds good when I hear it," said Little Aunt.

  "Southern... sister Southern" Cheng Shigui said, changing his tone to say that in terms of technique, there was nothing to pick at, but unfortunately, she could only express the emotions of the song, and not the emotions beyond the song itself, unable to produce resonance, just like background music. Xiao Bei's technique may not be mature yet, but with more practice, it's possible for her to catch up, and she has a rich emotional expression, highly infectious, attracting listeners. Some emotions can only be expressed after accumulating rich life experiences. And Xiao Bei has an innate advantage and sensibility in terms of emotion.

  "Rotting wood cannot be carved." Old Master Lin said with a sigh as he looked at Fang Mosen.

  "Grandpa Lin, just be content with that. Xiao Bei is the focus of your education, I'm just a practice partner." Fang Mo Nan said innocently, blinking her eyes. "Alright, it's time to tell stories now." She changed the subject.

  "Alright," said Old Man Lin, nodding his head. "Let's continue with the stories of idioms and fables." After finishing the Four Great Classical Novels, Old Man Lin began to tell stories of idioms, which were short but had profound meanings. However, he didn't just tell them in a straightforward way like others did; instead, he also shared the evaluations of past scholars and added his own comments. His teaching style was casual and open-ended, allowing the students to share their insights and even occasionally express their opinions on certain issues. He taught them how to be a good person and how to do things properly.

  Liang Zi was always enchanted, gaining a lot of insight. Since dinner, he would listen to these 'stories' without interruption, as long as he didn't go south, and only return to the shop to do accounts and inventory until very late.

  Mr. Lin thought in his heart and introduced some books for him to take a look at, drawing lessons from the past to benefit greatly.

  "Alright, it's eight o'clock, time for bed." Old Man Lin patted his hands, and they reluctantly got up to leave, still lingering around.

  Liang Zi bid farewell and left, returning to the store to continue his busy work. After that, Shou Hou and Pang Zi also strongly requested to join in, and later the three of them took turns telling each other stories.

  "Ah Gui, are you two going to take a bath? Fang Mo Nan called out to them."

  "It's still possible to take a bath, that's great! It's been several days and I feel like my body is going to rot." Han Zhiqian exclaimed happily.

  "Follow me," Fang Mo Nan led them to the kitchen and told them how to wash.

  "Oh, wait a minute, I'll go get some clean clothes." Cheng Shigui went to the bedroom and brought out some clothes. He saw that in the living room, Grandma and Little Auntie were standing around several large cardboard boxes. When they saw him, they stepped aside, and Ah Gui opened the box.

  "Color TV recorder," Fang Mengnan said.

  Matthew originally wanted to bring an electric refrigerator, but unfortunately it was too big and the car couldn't fit it. Han Zhiqian helped him move them onto the table.

  "There's more." Cheng Shigui handed over several beautifully packaged small boxes to Fang Monan.

  "Rolex watch." Old Master Lin exclaimed in surprise at the packaging.

  "The old man really knows his stuff, I brought it from Switzerland." said Cheng Shigui, after getting Nan's family information from Liangzi, he decided to see 'Nan' in person and specially detoured to buy it in Switzerland.

  "Yes, I used to have one, but I gave it away." Old Master Lin muttered to himself, not caring how they were doing now, and thought that he would look for it again in two years when the policy was no longer being reversed.

  "These are all for you to bring back." Cheng Shigui handed out the gifts, mostly watches, one by one to everyone. When it was Fang Monan's turn, it was clear that this gift was not suitable for her.

  Fang Mo Nan accepted the Taoist's words and said "It doesn't matter, I'll wear it after I grow up."

  The gift given to Mo Bei was a new small violin brought from Brescia, Italy. It's an imitation of Stradivari with high sensitivity, very suitable for children and easy to play. The sound quality and timbre are mature without the sharpness and piercing of new violins. This little violin has strong penetration power, its body is slightly longer and narrower at the top, making it comfortable for the player to use. Mo Bei couldn't help but gently stroke it, repeatedly saying thank you.

  Cheng Shigui finished giving out gifts and went to take a bath with Han Zhijian.

  The men's watch lay quietly in the gift box in Mr. Lin's hand, with a thick and heavy atmosphere, luxurious and extraordinary, classic silver white, inlaid with diamonds, low-key luxury.

  The old mother was holding an 18K gold couple watch in her hand, with exquisite workmanship, smooth lines, thick and heavy texture, and extreme luxury.

  "It's too expensive, we can't afford it." The old mother said with a sigh while looking at the watch.

  "Just take it, consider it their filial piety," Grandma said. "Oh right, Da Yan has vacated the north room, you can sleep with us tonight. Remember to put on new sheets and use the new quilt we made this year for them."

  "Alright." Mom put away the gift and went to make the bed in the north room.

  Fang Mo Nan opened Grandma's gift, which was a white jade Guanyin. His aunt's gift was an Omega ladies' watch with a milky white silver strap and a diamond-encrusted dial.

  "This watch is too beautiful." Little aunt said with her hands on it, "What brand is this watch? How much does it cost?"

  Mr. Lin just mentioned the brand of the watch, and it seemed that he knew a lot about it. Several pairs of eyes were staring at him, waiting for an explanation. "Rolex and Omega are both Swiss luxury watches. Rolex was registered as a trademark in 1908. The design of Rolex watches is based on solemnity and does not show off its wealth. Omega also has a history of over 110 years. And the Patek Philippe held by Nan Nan has an even longer history, with the title of world's first."

  "Wow...... wow...... how much does this cost?" Little Auntie exclaimed.

  "It's not expensive either, they're all the latest models. Each one is just a few thousand yuan." said Cheng Shigui and others after taking a bath and coming in.

  "Alright, it's time to sleep. It's a bit late today. Aren't you going to school tomorrow? No skipping classes. Grandma pushed and pulled Xiao Mei, leading her towards the bedroom in the south."

  Fang Mo Nan sat on the warm kang, leaning against the big cotton quilt behind him and said, "Isn't it a bit less to say just two words 'beautiful'?"

  This bedroom is adjacent to the kitchen with a steamer, so a warm kang was also built.

  Cheng Shigui and his men came in and closed the door. "Hehe...this isn't to scare them," said Han Zhijian with a smile.

  "Where did Grandma's jade Buddha come from? The jade is fine and smooth, the craftsmanship is exquisite, and it's an antique. Those few pieces of jewelry can't compare to its value." Fang Mo Nan glanced at it hastily, her eyesight and vision extremely accurate.

  "It was in Hong Kong that I stumbled upon a small auction." "'Sister Nan' has an incredible eye for things!" Cheng Shigui teased, leaning against the bedding with a relaxed expression, feeling refreshed and comfortable after his bath.

  "Fang Mo Nan quickly changed the subject and asked, 'How's Italy doing?'"

  Cheng Shigui's face showed a joyful expression, "We invested over 100 million using leverage to short Italian stocks, now conservatively estimated to have increased by at least tenfold."

  "?" Han Zhiqian's voice suddenly became too loud, Cheng Shigui knocked his leg, "So much?" His voice came down. "Right, where did you get so much money."

  "Oh, 'Nan Nan' won over 60 million in the lottery, and I won over 40 million too. It's all invested now." said Cheng Shigui honestly.

  "You guys didn't even call me, and I won 60 million here!" Han Zhiqian shouted, "It's really not worth it!"

  "You little scamp, you've won so much and didn't even tell me." Cheng Shigui pinched his ear, "And you lied to me saying you didn't win much, huh..."

  "Nan Jie, save me, from now on I'll follow you." Han Zhiqian clasped his hands together in entreaty. "Cough...alright, let's get down to business." Fang Mò Nán coughed and said, "What's the plan next?"

  "According to your prediction, the strike will last for a while and the money will increase." Cheng Shigui paused and said that in the stock market speculation, it is always just a temporary move. To make a stable profit, we still rely on real industry. I want to invest my money in real industry. Although the stock market makes money quickly, it changes rapidly, but real industry is slow and steady. Even if we don't do real industry ourselves, we should invest in companies with potential, this way we can be safe and sound. Our acquisition of a company like Ferrari is impossible, but acquiring a brand is still possible."

  "Oh, you want to acquire that brand?" Fang Mo Nan raised an eyebrow and said, "Men love cars, wine..."

  "Lamborghini, taking advantage of this strike, I want to acquire this brand." Cheng Shigui looked at her expression and listened to her meaning, straightforwardly saying "About 500 million US dollars."

  "You can wait a bit, it's estimated that the government will change soon. The best time is in the darkness before dawn." Fang Mo Nan thought for a moment. "Also, we can see if there are any other investment opportunities."

  Cheng Shigui nodded, "At times like these, a change in government is quite normal. The opposition doesn't even need to look for excuses to attack, they're already there."

  Ferruccio Lamborghini recalled the early years of his life, due to poor management, Lamborghini went bankrupt in 1980. "With the support of family funds, Swiss Patrick Miemann controlled the bankrupted Lamborghini company and turned it around. By 1987, when the profit margin of supercars reached its peak, Miemann sold Lamborghini to Chrysler. After several changes of ownership, it was incorporated into Audi in 1998 and is currently one of the brands held by the Volkswagen Group. The logo of Lamborghini is a powerful bull that is attacking its opponent, which matches the characteristics of high-powered sports cars and also reflects the founder Ferruccio Lamborghini's personality of not being afraid to fight.

  If the acquisition is successful, Fang Mengnan is a complete outsider in terms of technology, but she can draw some classic car appearance designs for them to refer to. As she said, she picked up her pencil and drew several classic shapes on paper. The hidden front headlights break with traditional car models, the front windshield and hood form a smooth inclined surface, and there are three air intakes on the side of the body, which not only cool the engine but also give the overall shape a strong sense of sculpture. Every line and angle exudes a strong masculine energy, showing an untamed wildness. Especially the gull-wing doors that open upwards, giving people a feeling of a supercar, even after twenty or thirty years, still making people feel the designer's forward-thinking consciousness.

  Cheng Shigu looked at the sports car's appearance, which was gradually taking shape. His eyes grew wider and wider. He picked up his sketchbook. "This..." He looked at the sketchbook again, then back at her. "Too captivating."

  They also discussed the situation in Italy and subsequent issues, and had Fang Mo Nan sign some important documents. Finally, she reminded him to pay attention to Italian clothing. Cheng Shigui immediately understood that her fashion design could be among the best in the world, but was constrained by her age and location. This was an opportunity, and he nodded in understanding.

  "Hong Kong's investment company needs to establish a foothold, and the focus will be on Asia in the future," Fang said. "Take advantage of this opportunity to absorb several large-cap stocks, hold them for the long term, and the returns will be very stable and rich." She wrote down several stock codes.

  "But I'm worried about its future now." said Cheng Shigui hesitantly.

  "Don't worry, Hong Kong will be even better." Fang Mo Nan said with absolute certainty, without a shred of doubt.

  "Your Splitting Technique, let's talk about it after the Italian matter is settled, just be prepared in your heart for now." Fang Mo Nan said.

  Cheng Shigui also has some regrets. Although the Japanese bottom-sweeping was successful, he didn't invest much money due to some concerns, and the base number was too small, so he didn't make much money.

  She took a look and thought it was about right. Before leaving, Fang Mo Nan told them that the two quilts were made of new cotton and were very warm. Cheng Shigui handed her two deposit slips, which she took without looking at and left with.

  "In grandma's bedroom, my aunt asked mom loudly, 'Are they rich? They're so generous! And are they really our relatives? It's too extravagant. I'm even afraid to bring it, in case I lose or break it, it would be heartbreaking.'"

  In past lives, it seems like everyone had a fantasy about having overseas relatives at home. In reality, there are also rich and poor people there, but in this era, compared to our countrymen, their poor people are richer than us.

  "Yes, mom, I don't have such generous relatives in our family." The old mother asked while sitting on the kang.

  "If you don't dare to wear it, then don't wear it, this is too showy. In the county, I've never seen anyone wear such a good watch." Grandma said with her experience.

  "It's also good to put it away and just take a look every night." Xiaoyi locked the watch in the drawer, feeling relieved. My mother also put it away.

  Grandma again explained to her the excuses she and Nannan had agreed on beforehand, and instructed them not to talk nonsense when they went out, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble. Grandma saw that Little Aunt was asleep, and Old Mom didn't ask any more questions, having vented her anger, and finally fooled them.

  Fang Mo Nan returned to the living room and saw that there was still an unopened box on the table. She opened it and found that it was full of books and cassette tapes. She called out to her mother, and together they carried the box into the bedroom.

  "What's this? It's so heavy." Mom looked at the box and asked, Grandma also came out of the bedroom curiously looking.

  "Nothing but books." Fang Mo Nan took the books out of the box, a complete set of "The Encyclopedia Britannica", "Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary", "National Geographic Magazine", "Das Kapital" and some financial English books, as well as some mechanical and electronic latest papers. "Hehe..." She couldn't understand these either, but brought them along, casually throwing them into the box.

  "So many books, you can all understand." Her mother said with a look of surprise at her daughter's foreign language ability.

  "Ah, Uncle Lin taught me, of course I can understand it, otherwise I would have bought...". Fang Mo Nan almost said "otherwise I could read it out loud", luckily, now that mom is living at home, I need to be more careful.

  "This is me, it's the English tape that your aunt puts in her ears and listens to all day." Grandma said, taking out the tape.

  The cassette tape had a picture of a violin on its cover. Fang Mo Nan said this was for Xiao Bei to use, it should be a famous piece by a famous composer.

  Afterwards, he would practice every day and listen to the recording of a blank tape, reversing it to hear the effect until it was identical to the original version.

  "Nan Nan, you first give your aunt and mom a 'curse'. Grandma still doesn't forget to insert the house door, it's still not safe, 'enter the space'"

  Entering the room, coming to the study, "Nan Nan, tell me the truth first, how much money does your drawing make?"

  Although Grandma didn't know much, she could tell that the gift was valuable. She held up the white jade Guanyin and waved it in front of her eyes, "This jade is warm to the touch, looks like it's better than the ones from space."

  Fang Mernan estimated that they were from Liangzi, where Grandma worshipped Guanyin Bodhisattva. Generally speaking, it was 'men wear Guanyin, women wear Buddha', but Grandma didn't have so many taboos.

  "Just wear it and consider it a filial gift from me." Fang Mo Nan walked away, putting the pendant around her neck and tucking it into her clothes.

  "Don't interrupt, you haven't answered my question yet!" Grandma said anxiously.

  "Really want." Fang Mo Nan said, sitting in a rattan chair and looking at her who was sitting on the imperial couch.

  "Don't give me nonsense, speak quickly."

  "This is for you." Fang Mo Nan handed her two passbooks.

  Grandma opened the passbook in doubt, handed it to her, but was stunned by the numbers on the passbook. She carefully counted twice, and both passbooks were 'one million', "Nan Nan, where did so much money come from, and the account is still in your name."

  "They gave it to me," she said simply. In fact, there was one thing she didn't say - the savings were in US dollars, and the other was in RMB. Her grandmother didn't ask either.

  "Why? The paintings you drew are worth that much money." Grandma instinctively thought it was the beautiful clothes she wore that earned her. "Goodness, those paintings are too expensive!"

  Fang Mo Nan heard what her grandmother said and didn't explain anything, she just let it be.

  "You'd better take it, I'm fine. Otherwise, I'll be afraid of not being able to sleep at night, and I'm worried about attracting trouble." She was still not used to seeing such a large bankbook all of a sudden.

  "Uh, I just wanted to tell you, share with you." Fang Mo Nan simply shared her good mood with someone, she saw a passbook from Hong Kong Hang Seng Bank and smiled, this one she didn't have the chance to withdraw, but another one was from China Bank.

  Since it's all out in the open, Grandma asked about the feed factory business, and I was involved. Is Liangzi's store also related to you?" Grandma wasn't stupid, she listened to Liangzi's words, thought for a moment, and understood that she knew Liangzi's family background.

  "Mm-hmm, it's related to me." Fang Mo Nan nodded in agreement.

  "Alright, I've said it. Now, Nannan, you tell your parents about these things." After listening to her words, Grandma thought for a moment and asked.

  "This, I haven't thought of a way to tell them yet, let's wait a bit longer" Fang Mo Nan always felt that her parents were still lacking in some ways, but she couldn't quite put it into words.

  "Let's wait a bit longer, if we let your grandfather and grandmother know, I'm afraid something will go wrong. Let's talk about it after they calm down."

  Fang Mo Nan nodded silently, lost in thought. She suddenly remembered a story about a lottery winner who had won 50 million dollars and whose life had changed dramatically as a result. He bought houses, cars, invested, and lived extravagantly. However, within a few years, his investments failed, he accumulated massive debt, and his relationships with family members deteriorated. One day, while drowning his sorrows in drink, he got into a car accident that left him disabled. Lying in bed, the only phrase he would repeat was: "Why did I have to win those 50 million dollars? If I hadn't won, my life would be so much better."

  It is said that it takes three generations to cultivate a noble. This statement makes perfect sense. When faced with sudden good fortune, life undergoes tremendous changes and forms a huge contrast, not everyone has the blessing to enjoy it.

  So, as long as there's enough money to spend; a house that's good enough to live in; a car that can be driven; words that can be spoken; a normal relationship with the leader; harmony among colleagues; and a full stomach...

  The most important thing is to accumulate virtues and not forget oneself, be arrogant, or have an inflated sense of self. These are things that everyone should remind themselves of from time to time. Although Dad and Mom may not have as rich a life experience as Grandma, they are far more educated than her.

  It wasn't long before Grandma's words were proven true, and their relatives did not disappoint them.

  "Alright, I've finished asking questions, take me out." Grandma said.

  Fang Mo Nan came out with her, one night without a dream.

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