People fight for a mouthful of air, Buddhas fight for a stick of incense. To a large extent, it's because people want to dress up and Buddhas want to be gilded. Who doesn't want to return home in glory? The two words "returning home in glory" easily reveal the underlying mechanism of the intricate struggles throughout history. In today's society, a young master with a golden exterior but rotten interior leans against his sports car, dressed to impress. For ordinary girls, this is more reliable than a poor boy holding a cheap rose or a stack of love poems. When Chen Ergou put on the shirt and suit chosen by Wei Dongcai, changed into those Italian handmade customized leather shoes that had just arrived, and wore that unknown brand watch, he stood in front of the mirror, stroking his chin with a self-mocking smile, looking quite like the real deal. In a hoarse voice, he muttered to himself: "In the future, when I return to Zhangjiashan to visit my parents' graves, I'll have to wear this outfit too."

  The first person to see Chen Ergou's appearance was Wu Ma. Before Chen Ergou, who was holding the tie and at a loss for words, could speak, Wu Ma rushed upstairs as if she had seen a ghost. Then, Fang Jie, who was confused and crying with laughter, was led to see Chen Ergou. She too was stunned on the spot and didn't give Chen Ergou a chance to speak. She quickly ran upstairs, pulled down her daughter Wei Xiacao, who was busy dressing up, and brought her downstairs. Wei Xiacao looked at Chen Ergou from head to toe with wide eyes, covered her mouth, and had an incredulous expression on her face. Chen Ergou was thoroughly depressed. He just wanted to ask how to tie the tie, did he have to make such a big fuss and be treated like a ghost?

  Fang Jie didn't explain anything, she just asked Wei Xiacao to help Chen Erdou tie his tie. After the two young people left the villa, Fang Jie sat on the sofa and finally sighed: "Just now, seeing this child, especially made me think of Duan Gong digging up the first bucket of gold and buying a set of branded clothes to accompany me back home to see my parents. At that time, my dad and mom didn't say anything, but in their hearts, they began to try to accept him for the first time. It's not that the branded clothes were worth much money, it's just like a piece of jadeite, after peeling off the outer layer of stone, it finally begins to reveal its sharp edges. There are some men, as soon as they slightly show their head, they can make people look at them with new eyes. Thirty years on this side of the river, thirty years on that side of the river... haha, who needs thirty years? Three years is enough to die."

  Although Wu Ma is just a servant, she can also be considered as half a member of the Fang family. In some aspects of life, her words are more effective than those of Fang Jie's parents. Not to mention Wei Xia Cao and Wei Dong Chong, Fang Jie and her generation have all been raised by Wu Ma since they were young, so their feelings for each other run deep. Sitting not far from Fang Jie, Wu Ma withdrew her gaze from the old-fashioned soap opera that young people found most annoying but she enjoyed immensely, and smiled: "When Mr. Wei first entered the Fang family, it caused quite a stir. Not only was he in high spirits, but his words were also very impressive, even moving Mr. Fang's heart. At the time, I thought you had found the right person, Miss. Although Mr. Wei has come and gone less frequently over the years, I know that the woman who is most important to him is still you; he just doesn't say it out loud. Today, when that Chen child put on a suit, it was truly dazzling. Many young people have visited our Wei family before, and Xia Cao's boyfriend has also had dinner with us several times. But I still think this child is comfortable, not rushed or anxious, but his thoughts are as meticulous as Mr. Wei's."

  Fang Jie laughed and said, "He's quite handsome, scared me half to death. I reckon Xia Cao is even more shocked, she must still be in a daze and won't come back to her senses for a while. Duan Gong used to joke about pairing Xia Cao with Fusheng, I thought it was absurd, but now that I think about it, maybe it's not entirely impossible. However, young people's affairs should be left for them to settle themselves. When I was young, I hated arranged marriages the most, can't let myself make the same mistake again."

  "Summer grass can't look down on Second Dog, I know." Wu Ma sighed. At her age, the greatest wish of a big mother like her was to see her grandchildren's children one by one attain happiness. She had undoubtedly quickly regarded Second Dog as half a member of her own family, although she hadn't revealed it in words, but deep down she was thinking for his sake, perhaps because of the two characters "Second Dog" and his Northeasterner identity, or perhaps after being used to the arrogance and cunning of the Fang and Wei families, she had encountered the rare modesty and warmth of Second Dog.

  "It's not that she looks down on him, but seven parts are her struggle to adapt to being a small person, and the other three parts are just jealousy of a young girl's thoughts. A mother knows her daughter best, I know what Xia Cao is thinking. Her father has always been her idol since childhood, standing tall and upright, just like the greatest man in the world. She also said that her own man must be at least half as good as her father. But the result was that the young man she was talking to didn't meet her father's expectations. Fang Gong wouldn't even give him a good face when they occasionally had dinner together. With her strong self-esteem, how could she not feel discouraged? As a result, Chen Fusheng appeared, and as a small security guard at Shan Shui Hua Men, he actually made Fang Gong look up to him more. Several times when they came here for dinner, the most talked about was this stranger. How could Xia Cao not have a knot in her heart? Since she couldn't vent her anger on her father, she could only turn to make things difficult for Fusheng with an arrogant attitude as a rich girl. After getting along for a long time, Xia Cao will understand that Fusheng is different from ordinary young people, and Fusheng will also know that Xia Cao is not as superficial as he thought." Fang Jie is an experienced person and also a mother, so after slightly analyzing the situation, she gave the correct answer.

  "Wu's mother suddenly realized, but then fell into a dilemma: 'How long will this take?'"

  Fang Jie smiled with a hint of annoyance: "The empress is not anxious, but the nanny is."

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  Driving is war.

  Making a mountain out of a molehill?

  For most car owners, it's definitely a joke, but in fact, for Chen Erdou's first time touching the steering wheel, this is his goal. It was because of this unyielding and reckless attitude that he got his driver's license in 14 days and dared to drive a Passat and a Porsche at 240 yards per month. When Jiang Zifang left, he gave him a sentence: "When doing something, if you're obsessed with it, you've already succeeded halfway." Chen Erdou remembered this as a golden phrase.

  The second half of the sentence is, being in a car is like standing on the battlefield, and after rolling onto the bed with a woman, it's even more so a battlefield that emphasizes tactics and strategy, so you must thoroughly study these profound and subtle collections. As for the second half of the sentence, at that time Chen Ergou's ears automatically ignored the so-called "highlights" of the "action movie" collection discs offered by the lecherous uncle.

  Wei Xiacao was initially nervous, worried that Chen Ergou's inexperience would lead to an accident. However, after driving for a while, she found him to be quite stable, and his actions were surprisingly smooth. She couldn't help but feel surprised by how familiar he seemed with the steering wheel. As she let out a sigh of relief, she began to secretly observe Chen Ergou, who looked awkward in his new outfit. Wei Xiacao had seen many men with a strong feminine side before and didn't have much interest in them. She also wasn't interested in muscular men, finding them too rough. She preferred someone in between, but her current boyfriend only partially fit the bill. Her eyes landed on Chen Ergou again, who looked simple yet elegant in his plain hairstyle and suit. His expression was calm, but Wei Xiacao detected a hint of cunning behind his eyes. She thought that if she didn't know him, she might have found him attractive enough to consider a one-night stand. This realization made her feel uneasy, like a wife who had spent money on her husband's mistress. The feeling was complex and contradictory, especially since she had bought Chen Ergou the outfit herself.

  All the way to Danfeng Street No. 38, until Chen Ergou stopped the car in front of No. 1 Lan Gui Fang Bar, Wei Xiacao's mood finally calmed down. Looking at him getting out of the car without closing the door, the implication was that if she didn't want him to appear in the bar, he would stay in the car and not show up. This made Wei Xiacao feel a bit uneasy, thinking about his reminder on Deji Plaza last time, maybe it was an unintentional warning. Wei Xiacao's heart softened, saying: "You can also go in, just drink by yourself, don't drink too much, because no matter how much you drink, driving after drinking is never safe."

  "I don't drink wine, just a little water is fine." Chen Ergou nodded and said.

  She reluctantly entered the bar she had never liked, and when Wei Xiacao found the glass-enclosed private room on the second floor where her crazy friends and their hangers-on were partying, she suddenly remembered that the driver who had just moved into her house might not have brought any money with him. That would be an embarrassing situation, almost to the point of wanting to dig a hole in the ground. But when she hesitated about whether to go down and help him out, she saw through the glass that he was already downstairs paying for something, and he had also spotted her, nodding his head slightly as if to say don't mind him. This made Wei Xiacao, who had never done anything seriously wrong from childhood to adulthood, feel a little dazed. She was a woman who often misplaced things, occasionally taking taxis and losing either her phone or wallet. She didn't think this was an unforgivable sin, and she wasn't meticulous about details. Although she studied finance, she thought that the only thing she excelled at compared to her peers was having a broader perspective thanks to her father's upbringing from a young age. When it came to specific tasks or projects, she couldn't come up with detailed plans. Wei Xiacao glanced down at Chen Ergou, who had ordered just a fruit platter and a glass of water, with complex emotions in her eyes. He must have anticipated this situation and wouldn't let himself get involved in her social circle even if he entered the bar, so he brought money with him. If it were her, she would never remember to bring money after changing into new clothes, and only think about asking friends for help when necessary. Wei Xiacao sighed and muttered to herself: "Don't you get tired of being so careful all the time?"

  Not tired.

  Chen Ergou didn't feel tired at all now, this kind of day was already comfortable enough, so comfortable that it almost made him forget the biting cold of his hometown on snowy days.

  He doesn't drink, so he won't drink. It's not a big deal, red wine, whiskey or vodka, he really can't get used to it and doesn't want to waste that money. Although the heavily made-up beautiful waitress was initially surprised by this, Chen Ergou was too lazy to care about the playful look in her eyes. With this effort, he might as well take a few more glances at the beauties inside the bar. After leaving Shanghai and leaving SD Bar, he didn't go for a walk again. Today is the first time, so Chen Ergou opened his eyes wide and took a close look, wanting to get his money's worth from the fruit plate. This Lan Kwai Fong is naturally much more colorful than SD, but the waitresses are slightly inferior, perhaps with a stronger flavor of wind and dust, which doesn't quite suit Chen Ergou's taste. It can be seen that Chen Ergou also likes to eat tender grass, even if not all of it, at least he has this tendency.

  He not only brought money, but also didn't forget to bring the green Nanjing cigarettes packed in the Supreme Nanjing cigarette case. He lit a cigarette and smoked it himself, occasionally observing Wei Xiaocao's movements. As soon as there was any movement, he would prepare to grab the wine bottle and stab someone. Even if Wei Duan Gong could die, who dares to say that nothing can happen to him in Nanjing? Chen Er Gou had to be careful, and Guo Guke invited him into the Wei family villa, of course not to admire the women.

  Get Hu Sheng and Wang Jiefang involved as well, just in case.

  This is Chen Ergou's plan. Although it's not a good opening, being careful can make a boat last for ten thousand years. In order to prevent this not-so-easy-to-come-by rice bowl from being smashed, he thinks it's necessary to find an excuse and put up a sign to say something.

  "Little white face, let sister take a good look at you."

  A young woman with a flushed face, reeking of alcohol, and misty eyes walked unsteadily to Chen Ergou's table, carrying a bottle of black beer in her left hand and holding a cigarette between two fingers of her right hand. She plopped herself down and said something extremely lewd to the calm-faced Chen Ergou.

  Chen Ergou had just finished smoking a cigarette and extinguished it in the ashtray, motionless.

  The woman was very fashionable and trendy. Chen Ergou, who had been with Mu Xiaoyao and Zhang Xixi for a long time, also understood some trends and knew that this crazy, charming woman in front of him was quite stylish. She took a sip of wine, casually threw the bottle away, and a nearby waiter seemed to be intimidated by this fashionable woman without wine etiquette, quietly picking up the bottle without daring to speak. The woman took a puff of smoke, gradually extending her hand with bright red nail polish, touched Chen Ergou's face, and smiled slyly: "Hey, your skin is pretty good, come on, let sister feel your chest muscles."

  Chen Ergou still didn't react, only lighting his second cigarette. The woman, who seemed to be drunk but showed no signs of it, glanced at the cigarette box and the authentic Rolex on his hand, her smile becoming more playful. She was about to take advantage of the situation to touch Chen Ergou's chest, but he lightly blocked her with a radiant smile that almost made her dizzy, saying a sentence that almost choked her with smoke: "Miss, is 200 enough for one night? If not, we can negotiate."

  The woman was on the verge of going crazy, 20% because she was angry that he treated her like a prostitute, and 80% because she was furious that in his eyes, she was only worth two hundred yuan for one night. This was more damaging than any vicious words, it was essentially a heavy bomb, or a deadly poisonous gas that killed silently. Her fashionable and beautiful face gradually distorted, just as she was about to collapse on the edge of sanity, she saw this man's fleeting sly gaze, and finally understood that he had made an even more outrageous and shameless black humor joke. Her anger suddenly disappeared without reason, the stormy waves that had been brewing for half a day instantly dissipated, leaving her feeling amazed. As she stood up to leave the table, she turned her head and threw a flirtatious glance at this interesting man, saying: "Sister, I'm worth at least two million yuan for one night, and it's priceless."

  Chen Ergou didn't try to be clever by adding feet to a snake, he knew when to stop and not waste any more words. He watched as she swayed her hips and left with a charming and seductive air about her.

  The woman went upstairs and came to the private room where Wei Xiacao was. From this angle, Chen Ergou downstairs couldn't see her. She smiled so brightly that she almost cried in front of a group of people's expectant eyes. In the end, she didn't describe the process in detail, but only said one sentence: "Xiacao, your family's new driver is really not ordinary, even I couldn't handle his flirting."

  Wei Xiacao, who was only drinking lemon juice, couldn't understand what this young woman, who claimed to be "old mother", was saying. She wasn't her friend, but rather the girlfriend of a male childhood friend from her social circle in Nanjing. Although they didn't run in the same circles, she was quite well-known among their peers. Wei Xiacao had only heard of her before, and rumor had it that she was a ruthless character like Wang Xifeng.

  Earlier, when Wei Xiacao glanced at Chen Ergou several times, one of her friends noticed and started questioning her. Wei Xiacao truthfully told them that Chen Ergou was their family's driver. Then, for some reason, the woman suddenly became drunk and wanted to go downstairs to "see what's up". After going down for a while, she came back in this outrageous state.

  She drank more fiercely and smoked faster, making her small boyfriend look on in horror, yet he didn't dare say anything. Wei Xiacao felt sorry for her childhood friend, who was too afraid to react even though his girlfriend was openly flirting with another man right in front of him.

  However, Wei Xiacao didn't think less of him because this woman was just too dazzling. The reason they chose to celebrate their birthday at Langui Fang, a place where many people weren't particularly fond of, was to give her face. Moreover, as long as you were her friend, everything would be free - that was the unspoken rule in Nanjing's social circle.

  As for why Langui Fang, which had branches all over the country from Hong Kong to Beijing, gave her so much face, no one could provide an accurate answer. There were many rumors, but Wei Xiacao only knew one thing: a few years ago, when the Lan Gui Fang in Nanjing got into trouble with a stripper incident, they just paid a fine of 200,000 yuan and that was it.

  That was her power. If anyone thought she was someone who could be taken advantage of, they would be wrong. Whoever tried to get close to her would end up being thrown into the Qinhuai River that very night.

  As soon as he thought of this, Wei Xia Cao suddenly felt that the guy downstairs was worthy of being a scene-stealer. (If you want to know what happens next, please log in, more chapters available, support the author, support the official version!)