Lin xiaoqia stood at the door of his office in Lin's building. When he was in a trance, his sixth brother Lin Xiaokang was talking in a low voice with a surprisingly handsome young man from the opposite corridor. When passing Lin xiaoqia, Lin Xiaokang stopped with a smile and politely greeted Lin xiaoqia: "second brother, why don't you go to the conference room? Didn't brother Sen tell you he wanted a temporary meeting?"
"It's getting dark. What are you going to do in the meeting room? I don't want you to help run the business of the soda company recently?" Lin Xiaocha asked the half brother.
"This is Ada's friend Billy at Boston University. Brother Sen wants to see him and said to let everyone go to the conference room for a meeting. Why? Brother Sen didn't inform you?" Lin Xiaokang looked at Lin Xiaocha and asked suspiciously.
Lin xiaoqia was stunned. Then, as if he had just remembered, he knocked on his forehead: "ah, I know, but I'm in a hurry to deal with something at the Chinese paint company in Yalan street, Mongkok. When Arsen told me before, I may not have noticed, or the paint company is in a hurry. Just let Arsen tell me after the meeting. I'll go first."
"Really, I won't bother you. I'll go to the conference room." Lin Xiaokang walked towards the conference room at the end of the corridor.
When he opened the door of the conference room, Lin Xiaokang, who left only Lin Xiaocha with a back, lowered his head and disdained to kiss his mouth, said in a voice that only he could hear: "the second brother is really not good at lying."
When he opened the door and looked up again, there was another bright smiling face: "big brother, fourth brother."
Lin Xiaocha saw Lin Xiaokang enter the conference room through the long corridor. After the door of the conference room was closed, he pursed his lips, left the corridor on his back, took the elevator out of Lin's building on Queen's road, stood on the street and smoked a cigarette in the evening wind.
He is the second son of the Lin family and the second brother who is close and reliable in the mouth of many brothers. However, as those brothers get older, his second brother seems to be declining in the family.
He and his eldest brother Lin Xiao are a mother compatriots. Now, although his eldest brother has the name of the owner of the family and the title of chairman of the board of directors of Xizhen real estate company, Lin Xiaocha doesn't envy him at all. Only he knows that his eldest brother should sit in that position at this time.
In the Lin family's generation, there are seven brothers and eight sisters. In addition to Lin's parents and daughters, there are now 14 in total. Lin Xiaoda, the youngest, is also 25 years old. He has returned from business administration at Boston University in the United States. The seven brothers and six of the Lin family are high-quality students who have returned from university. The third brother is a well-known practicing barrister. He is the only one, After reading Huangren middle school, he dropped out of school early and began to help his family do business. Now, many of the English words occasionally spoken by these brothers are beyond his comprehension.
Lin Xiao, the eldest brother, was a concubine just like himself. He was only two years older than himself. However, he was raised by the eldest wife since he was born. His father wanted to send his eldest brother and himself to England to study. It was the eldest wife who stopped the matter. After the couple discussed, the final result was Lin Xiaoze, the eldest brother raised by the eldest wife, Lin Xiaohe, the third younger brother of the eldest lady, was sent to England to study together. He left only the second in line. After finishing middle school, he learned to help his father manage the opium business. As soon as he did it, he became 45 years old from the young man in the green shirt in those years, and from the director of Xizhen real estate in the early years, he did not need to inform him of the company's meetings.
Maybe Lin Xiaosen, the fourth younger brother, thinks that he doesn't understand what the board of directors says anyway.
"It seems that I'm really old." Lin xiaoqia laughed at himself. "The more I do, the more I go back. Maybe in a few years, I should go to the warehouse to help order goods as I did when I dropped out of school."
"Second young master, are you ready to go out and use me to drive?" Uncle Bing, the bodyguard and driver who has been with him for more than 20 years, saw Lin xiaoqia walking out of the building, stood still on the street, took the initiative to come over and asked.
Uncle Bing has snow-white hair and wears a neat Zhongshan suit. His hands are wearing a pair of white gloves in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and his back is straight.
"Uncle Bing, your hair is all white." Lin xiaoqia laments that he is old. At the same time, he finds that uncle Bing, the bodyguard and driver who has been with him for many years, has white hair, but his cold expression and sharp eyes are the same as his calm and brave when his father was shot dead day and night to protect his family.
Uncle Bing twitched twice in the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I heard that there is a Shanghai barber shop who knows how to dye my hair quickly. The second young master thinks my white hair is ugly. I'll dye it back to black."
"No, my own hair is almost white. How can I think uncle Bing's white hair tired for the Lin family is ugly." Lin xiaoqia said and boarded his car. Uncle Bing started the car and asked, "where are you going?"
"I asked ah Xia to go to the fifth and sixth uncle's house. Did ah Xia send the two money?" Lin Xiaocha asked, turning the ring on his finger instead of hastily saying the destination.
Uncle Bing said, "I personally sent ah Xia to Macao the day before yesterday and sent the money to brother Shen and brother yuan."
"When I went to etou mountain, I went to see ah Jing. I didn't seem to see ah Jing after the Spring Festival. Last time I saw her, she looked a little ugly." Lin Xiaocha closed her eyes and gently leaned her head against the back: "The other sisters are fine, but ah Jing is the most pitiful. I just saw Ah Kang in the corridor. I should remind him that there should be more vegetable money sent to ah Jing every month."
Uncle Bing drove away from central and headed for the desolate etou mountain in Causeway Bay. At the foot of the mountain, Wen Jingyuan, the old servant in charge of guarding the mountain, rarely smiled when he saw Uncle Bing driving. Lin Xiaocha also motioned uncle Bing to stop, opened the door and walked down. He helped Wen Jingyuan pass a cigarette and lit it himself. Then he smiled gently:
"Uncle yuan, I've been guarding the barren mountain for so many years. What can I do to guard it? Why don't I help you set up a Tang building in the urban area, or you live in the neighborhood with Uncle Bing? Even if you want to live in the Lin family's mansion, the old lady will agree."
Wen Jingyuan said with a smile holding a cigarette: "I didn't take good care of Mr. Lin in those years. How can I have the face to see the eldest lady again? It's good for me to live here alone. When I want to see some excitement, I'll go to the studio to see those filmmakers. When I want to be alone, I'll fight and take a walk. It's why the second young master has to come here to relax today. Is he not busy with business? I still have something to do."
"The family business is now run by the eldest brother. Arsene takes care of it. Ah Jie, ah Kang and Ah Da have all been able to help the family. Instead, I am free and have nothing to do, so I come to see ah Jing." Lin Xiaocha said to Wen Jingyuan, "when I see ah Jing and uncle Bing, the three of us will go to you for two drinks."
After that, Lin xiaoqia didn't get on the bus again, so he walked up the mountain road. Uncle Bing turned on his small flashlight and helped Lin xiaoqia shine on the already dark road. They walked up the mountain.
Wen Jingyuan stood at the foot of the mountain, looked at the two people who went up the mountain and shook his head gently.
Lin Xiaoze, the eldest young master, and Lin Xiaosen, the fourth young master, have not yet breathed in Wen Jingyuan, uncle Bing and even Yigan. In the hearts of the elderly who once started with Lin Xizhen, it is Lin xiaoqia, the second young master, who really should be the owner of the Lin family.
Lin Xizhen was suddenly shot and killed by the Lin family. Many properties still had loans outstanding. Many people who coveted the Lin family's money were ready to take the opportunity to devour the land and properties hoarded by the Lin family. When the building was about to collapse, other young masters were either studying abroad or still young. Even the doctor was only 21 years old and followed Mr. Lin to fight because his husband was killed Lin xiaoqia, the second young master who has been in the family business for only four years, was the first to respond. He first went to see Yihe class, the biggest backer of the Lin family, and asked Yihe to help stabilize the situation first. Only then did the eldest lady negotiate with Yihe class with the third young master who hurried back from abroad and preside over the overall situation.
The old lady was too clever.
Wen Jingyuan rarely recalled the past of the Lin family. He shook his head and walked towards his residence at the foot of the mountain.
When Lin Xiaocha and uncle Bing walked out of the small building in the middle of the mountain, Huang Liuzheng leaned against the front of the car to smoke. He had long noticed that two people came along on the mountain road. Until he saw Uncle Bing following behind Lin Xiaocha, his expression on his face was a little dignified. First, he threw away his cigarette butt, knocked on the door and entered the small building.
"It's already dark. Ah Jing still has guests here?" Lin Xiaocha also saw Ford 49 parked outside the building and Huang Liu who just went in. He slowly turned back and prepared to walk down the mountain: "it's better not to disturb her hospitality. Go down and have two drinks with Uncle yuan. When you see the car leaving, please uncle Bing come up and take two thousand yuan from my wallet for ah Jing."
"I see, second young master." Uncle Bing followed Lin xiaoqia and was ready to leave.
Just then, the door of the small building was pushed open. Lin Chaojing, who got the news from Huang Liu, held the door frame and said to Lin Xiaocha in surprise: "second brother? Uncle Bing? It's you? Why are you here?"
"I'm free today. I came to goose head mountain to relax. I thought you lived here, so I wanted to visit you, but I saw a car parked outside. I'm afraid you have guests. I can't go in and disturb." Lin Xiaocha turned back and smiled gently at Lin Yujing.
Next to Uncle Bing also leaned slightly: "miss six."
Lin Chaojing stepped out of the door and wanted to invite them in: "there are no guests. It's Yunzhi's brother ah Yao who came to visit my three aunts."
Lin Xiaocha saw that Lin Yujing seemed to have some vanity. He took the initiative to hold Lin Yujing's hand: "when we met last Spring Festival, my face was a little depressed. Why is it so long and ugly?"
Lin Yujing smiles and doesn't speak. He enters the small building with Lin xiaoqia. As soon as Lin xiaoqia enters the living room, he sees Lin Chaojing's daughter, Yun Zhi, coming out of the kitchen with a young man talking and laughing.
Uncle Bing's first reaction after entering the living room behind Lin xiaoqia was to stare at the expressionless Huang Liu standing in the corner of the living room.
Song TIANYAO put the two dishes he had prepared on the table, wiped his hands with his apron, turned his head and met Lin Xiaocha's eyes as he entered the door.