Famous mansion on the waterfront.

A high-end community located on the edge of the Pujiang River in the Magic City is not as well-known as Tomson Yipin, who appears in various divine novels, but most of its owners are people worth billions.

Birds of a feather flock together.

The selling price, which is as high as tens of millions, is beyond the reach of ordinary people, so these people are naturally selected out.

Most ordinary people are calculating whether they need to start saving money from the Qin Dynasty or the Han Dynasty to buy such an expensive house.

They all lament why there are so many big dog owners in the world, or they find out that they have a bad stomach and need food from rich women.

It's like two worlds.

In Shui'an Mingfu Community, Building 8, Floor 1602, 1602.

inside the house.

Next to the mahogany entrance with carved dragons and phoenixes, there are several golden arowanas in a huge Feng Shui fish tank, with solid wood floors and a large cashmere carpet.

The dining room, coffee table, and seats are all made of high-grade wood, exuding fragrance. The living room is dotted with money trees, fortune trees, fortune bamboos, and several pots of green orchids.

There are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. The fonts are beautiful and smooth. The paintings have lofty artistic conception and are exquisitely framed. They add a bit of cultural atmosphere to the house.

The owner obviously likes traditional culture and is also a fan of Feng Shui.

Next to the huge leisure balcony in the living room, there are root-carved coffee tables and log stools.

Sitting on the round stool is a somewhat balding middle-aged man, wearing a white shirt and gold-rimmed glasses. He is elegant and calm, and has the same temperament as most successful people on TV.

Opposite him, sat a young man.

The middle-aged man holds the tea cup in his hand, rotates the lid twice in the tea cup, leaves a slight gap, tilts the tea cup, and pours the red tea soup into the cup.

Watertight.

The young man opposite picked up the teacup, blew on it, and drank the tea in one breath.

"Tea is the spirit of heaven and earth. You need to taste it slowly to feel it. Chewing peonies is a waste of pleasure." The middle-aged man just said slightly.

The young man just nodded, and his expression reflected his inner feelings, that is, he didn't look like he was drunk. He didn't hide the obvious feedback from his expression.

"Tea is like life, especially this kind of tea. It is bitter first and then sweet. It has a long aftertaste, fresh and natural, but it can only be felt after the bitterness." He poured himself tea.

With a flexible flip of the hand, the tea leaves were steadily piled on the tea lid.

The middle-aged man is tall and thin, speaks slowly and calmly, as if nothing can shake his inner peace.

"What I feel is the rules." The young man put the finished tea cup on the tea table.

The middle-aged man just looked at him and took a sip of tea: "Whether it's rules or life, there are many things that people have to follow. Often the only place where you don't need to follow rules is at home."

The young man listened to the indifferent words, his words were clear and measured, and his words were like a volcano in the ocean, being extinguished completely.

The implication made him refute, but he couldn't say it to a middle-aged man who had been in the mall for decades.

As for his sharp tongue, you may not be able to catch up with him in this life.

"What you said makes sense, it's always been the case." The young man replied, smelling the agarwood floating on the table.

"I'm just telling a fact."

"You want to tell me that no one is spoiling me outside, and if I don't know what to do, they will just give me two slaps?" The young man understood what this meant.

No, that kind of person is a noble person now.

The middle-aged man did not hide the smile in his eyes, that kind of lofty and experienced smile, as if silently speaking the same ordinary words, that sentence was:

You are still young.

Eyes without any malicious emotion have the ability to make people irritated and frown. Emotions only appear on the brows but on the heart.

gas!

"You still stubbornly believe that I should learn to be a rich second generation, learn to be a qualified successor, so that the family business that you have built up through decades of hard work, ups and downs, and fires and seas of fire can be smoothly replaced by mine.

On my hands! This is what I should consider, instead of pursuing some bullshit love and freedom, right?"

Perhaps because he was a little angry at that look, the smile on the handsome young man's face was gone.

Chatting should not be looked down upon.

I can't have a good conversation, but I can flip the table.

There was a lot of emotion in his tone, but this emotion was more of a rebuttal to the person in front of him, indicating that he was indeed a little angry.

"The eyes can often reveal the true thoughts in the heart, so I have always felt that the eyes are the traitors of the soul. When you are angry, your emotions and actions are inconsistent, and it is easy for others to tell that you are acting, and your acting skills are very poor."

The middle-aged man just answered lightly.

Nothing seems to escape his eyes. He can always use the most indifferent and simple words to break people's defenses and leave them speechless.

"You hope to be free, you have pursuits, you want independence, and you long for love!" The middle-aged man continued to make tea smoothly, without any delay in organizing his words: "You think more, do less, and you want what you want.

You don’t even have the most basic infrastructure guarantee, you talk to me about this, Wu Ye, what do you have?”

After saying this, he poured the tea into the tea cup. The tea was eighty percent full, just like his behavior, he behaved well and made it impossible for anyone to find fault.

Wu Ye: "......"

This has been the case since he was eighteen years old. He has always instilled a lot of things into himself.

Including the so-called sophistication that you should have, the principles of life that you should know, the lifestyle that you should understand, the reasonable attitude towards learning, and the appropriate way of entertainment.

He always denies many of his ideas that he thinks are not problematic, denies many of his thoughts that he thinks are right, and denies many of his desired lifestyles.

Stubbornly putting what he thinks is right on his shoulders.

And tell yourself, you should be like this and you shouldn't be like that.

"You still feel that you can't make a living and are not qualified to talk about these things. This is the core of the problem and the difference in our ideas, right?" Wu Ye calmed down and put away his emotions.

Having a father like this, he more or less inherited some of his father's unique talents.

It must be said that finding problems and solving them is a very efficient method.

"It's good to look at the problem calmly and objectively." The middle-aged man praised: "In this era of saturated tracks, I think it is a very stupid decision to abandon the platform I have built for you for most of my life.

It is also an irrational and irrational decision.”

He poured tea for Wu Ye again: "You know, there are many children who do not have such a platform. How much they long to get help from their families, how much they long to have such a platform to cultivate personal abilities and receive support from their parents, this contradiction

? In fact, it’s not contradictory!”

After listening to his reasons, Wu Ye fell silent.

Thinking of his classmates in the dormitory, he said many times that he envied himself for having a good background, the support of his parents, good conditions, a good family, and a lot of connections in his parents' hands.

The most important thing is that you have choices and the conditions to try and make mistakes, to fail, and to grow rapidly.

He doesn't have any of these. With the same four-digit living expenses, Wu Ye can start at the beginning of seventy or eighty, but he is at the beginning. This is the difference. Even choosing the dishes in the canteen, he needs to think about it for a few seconds.

"In your opinion, your thoughts and logic are not even slightly wrong, and my thoughts are so childish that you can't help but laugh. You just hold it back out of the pride of not hurting your son." Wu Ye had already said that.

See the smile on his lips.

Being able to have a good talk with him when he just graduated and returned home, in his opinion, this is the best result. After all, he is not buying a ticket and running away, and the result is more acceptable to him.

Wu Ye was not stupid for being admitted to Fudan University. On the contrary, his mother was a talented woman and his father was also a successful businessman. Wu Ye inherited considerable wisdom.

It's just that he was naturally overwhelmed in front of his father. Even though he was the number one debater, he couldn't compete with his father. Not only was he experienced, but there was also a gap in experience and culture.

He's really eloquent.

"This is not a logic question, nor a right or wrong question. I just want you to know that giving up the best answer and turning around to prove yourself in the most difficult way is stupid. Of course... it's also stupid."

Wu Ye: "......"

"Your personality is like your mother's. If you are drunk now, you will be worried tomorrow, and you will be worried tomorrow. At best, you are lazy, and at worst you have no plan. In the words of you young people, this is salted fish."

"Do you know? Times have changed?"

Wu Ye: "..."

"Your mother has me, and I'm working hard to protect her living conditions so that she doesn't have to choose a lifestyle she doesn't like, so she can be a salted fish, bask in the sun, cook, go shopping, and take a walk every day

Dog, the love you expect is actually like this. What guarantee can you give your lover? Empty words? Or a pale promise. Language is the cheapest thing in the world. After all, speaking costs nothing."

Wu Ye: "..."

Wu Ye can't beat him. He has always been like this. He is not angry and will never overwhelm himself at decibels to prove his father's majesty.

Always gentle words that go straight to the core.

"Didn't you say that people should follow their hearts?"

"I also said it was willfulness."

Wu Ye: "..."

Everything is justified by the father. It is you who says what is true or false, right or wrong. On the contrary, it is you who refuses to admit it.

"The company is not suitable for me!" Wu Ye sighed.

"I am your father!" Lao Wu replied.
To be continued...