The rain hit the car window, the wipers shaved twice, and Guan Yue drove onto the road.

Tianhe, "Do you like this birthday gift so much before you change your car?", pressed the car audio twice, and Beethoven's sadness came out, and then turned it off.

The car drove onto the elevated road, and Guan Yue suddenly said, "I always wear headphones, who is waiting for the phone number?"

"Boyfriend." Tianhe said.

Pro said in his headphones, "It's not good to cheat, why don't you tell him that you still love him?"

Turn off the red light, turn on the steering wheel, turn around, turn on the air conditioner slightly higher. Under the gorgeous headlights, a rainy night with a bright rainy night is the most suitable scene for memories, which reminds Tianhe of a few past events.

Guan Yue was born into a Shanxi merchant family that did paper business in Taiyuan after liberation. The family was naturally quite wealthy and could even be said to be rich. However, compared with Wen Tianhe, it was just a nouveau riche.

The Wen family's genealogy can be traced back to the cabinet of the Ming Dynasty, and it was famous in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. During the Republic of China, Wen Tianhe's great-grandfather was the first generation of scholars to go abroad for exchanges. After the founding of New China, his grandfather became an honorary professor at Cambridge University. Later, he became a Chinese citizen and became a scientist in the field of computer engineering in China. He also made great contributions in cooperation with the two bombs and one satellite project. In his father's generation, Wen Yuankai studied computers and finance and became one of the founders of quantitative trading software. Before the financial computer industry had risen, Wen Yuankai was the first Kuanke in China. When Wen Tianhe moved, he also dug up photos of his great-grandfather with Turing, the father of computers many years ago when he was young.

Of course, the curse that one generation is worse than another has also come to the Wen family. As the saying goes, "Wealth is not as rich as three generations." Everyone has a superficial glory, but the family status inside is slowly slid.

The anxiety of the rich generation is similar. As the main heirs of their respective families, Wen Tianyue and Guan Yue must use their nine success powers to maintain the class. It is difficult to make a fortune, but it is simple to make a fortune. As long as a family member has a prodigal son, it is common to lose all the family business in decades.

At that time, Guan Yue always kept a distance from Tianhe's second brother Wen Tianyue, thinking that he was too exaggerated and pompous. Tianhe often stood on his brother's side, and quarreled with Guan Yue in order to protect his second brother. Unexpectedly, Guan Yue's prophecy was finally fulfilled.

Guan Yue knew that Wen Tianhe felt pride in his family deep in his heart, which was inevitable. This superior status of family background, the kindness and politeness reflected in the sarcasm are exactly the "upper society style" that Guan Yue dislikes the least.

When I got home, the villa was pitch black.

"Moving." Tianhe said, "I forgot to tell you that I can't afford to live in here and the house is waiting for auction."

Guan Yue paused slightly and then said, "Sorry."

Tianhe smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm living at home when I was a child now. I'll guide you to sail."

Guan Yue opened the villa community and said, "Remember."

Tianhe smiled and said, "I actually heard you say sorry. It's really a turn of feng shui. I'm here today."

Guan Yue was also stunned today. He didn't expect that driving him home would be a sudden move, just because it meant that Tianhe's embarrassment was clearly visible when the house was auctioned, and Tianhe's self-esteem could not be preserved.

But with Tianhe's personality, he never minded this little self-esteem. Instead, when he saw Guan Yue's guilt that was so obvious, it made him feel very interesting. On the way to send him back to his old residence, Tianhe never said that, and was waiting for him to see the subtle changes in his expression at this moment. Sure enough, Guan Yue's reaction made Tianhe laugh, and there was a little joy in his prank.

The car drove on another road, and the two did not talk throughout the whole process.

"Which auction house" was Guan Yue who broke his silence in the end.

Tianhe "Shh, Mr. Guan, enjoy this rare romance quietly and keep a little mysterious. The quota you talked about today is exceeded."

"The mouth grows on me," said Guan Yue, "I just want to say a few words, there is no quota."

Tianhe "Quietness does not mean embarrassment, there is no need to find anything to say."

So Guan Yue stopped talking.

Tianhe did not open the navigation, but Guan Yue accurately found the residential area where Tianhe lived when he was a child.

"Good night." Tianhe untied his seat belt and said to Guan Yue, "It's great to see you again, especially knowing that you're doing well."

Guan Yue put his hands on the steering wheel and replied "too"

Tianhe got out of the car and walked into the corridor. The rain stopped and the whole city cleared. Guanyue did not stop and drove away.

"ario." Guan Yue said, then turned on another road and headed to the outer ring.

Automatically dialed and called the Treasurer.

Pro said in his headphones, "Next, he has a 95 chance to go to the special racing stadium in Huangjiao, crazy."

Tianhe pressed the fingerprint lock and opened the door to go home. "I think you have water in your head. It's not that you have water in your brain. It's really water in your eyes. You shouldn't have been wet in the rain just now. He gave up racing many years ago and was scolded by me. Pro, it's necessary to update your information."

Pro "But I still think it's necessary for you to call him and remind him to pay attention to his life safety."

Tianhe sneezes and hears the macaw saying in the dark, "There's a colder Guan."

"It's not cold." Tianhe saw the clean clothes folded outside the bathroom and said, "The President is living a happy life. Pro, please check my partner who will play tomorrow."

Pro started searching based on his name. Tianhe took off his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror. His fair and thin figure showed obvious abdominal muscle lines. Hot water rushes down, and in the white mist, Tianhe put his head against the shower wall, letting the hot water flow wash down from the top of his head, and his eyes sting.

He had a cold that night, and he was sleeping in a daze at night. One dream after another made him return to the time he was with Guan Yue. He sat in his car, galloping along the straight road of Huangshi Park, heading towards the end of the endless skyline, and heading towards the place where they still couldn't reach.

The next day, after the autumn rain, it became cold overnight.

The large green lawns of Ronghe Ranch are as green as if they have been completely washed. This ranch is one of the industries jointly invested by Wen Tianyue and Jiang Zijian's father and several local tyrants. The ranch is in a loss-making state most of the time, and it started to raise more than 20 horses brought back from Berkshire. For horses, this place does not seem to be their best destination. After changing the environment, it always looks listless, with sick looking one by one.

Tianhe once saw the horses, and once thought about either traveling across the ocean to send them back, otherwise it would be pitiful. Soon after, a rich shareholder who opened a coal mine suggested that the ranch was so big, why not raise some dairy cows? So that everyone can drink their own milk.

Another shareholder suggested that I could raise a few more pigs and chickens to eat by myself, so Ronghe was made into a QQ farm by the shareholders. After starting to raise pigs, Tianhe rarely passed.

Jiang Zijian likes most sports, and naturally likes dressage in equestrians that are full of upper-class styles, but he does not want to ride a horse among a large group of pigs, and in the end he gradually forgot about the horses.

"Wu Shun doesn't have to worry." Jiang Zijian and Tianhe came out after changing their knee pads, put on their helmets, and whispered, "You can coax the one named Zhuo Yilong a little. He can help you, and he has a very refreshing personality."

Tianhe looked to the other side of the venue, where there were a middle-aged man in his thirties and a young man. The middle-aged man was Zhuo Yilong, which Jiang Zijian said.

Tianhe "Ronghui's vice president, I understand."

Jiang Zijian "Cake your barbaric style."

Tianhe had a cold one night and had a fever again. His mind was a little confused. His feet were like stepping on cotton, but as soon as he turned over the horse, he felt something. He took the polo stick handed by the rider, and grabbed the horse's belly with his long legs and stepped into the field first. Jiang Zijian stepped up, touched the horse's head, and followed closely behind.

The sky was clear and the sky was cloudless. On the other side of the mountain, on the banks of Dianguang Lake, the golf course on the lawn, Guan Yue was wearing a golf uniform, slightly turned sideways, shook the club off, and knocked the golf ball away with one stick.

The chief financial officer of Qingsong Company nicknamed "Super Mario" followed and hit the ball away.

"Wen Tianyue has only one goal, which is very clear." said the chief financial officer. "Finance and listing. I have to admit that his gameplay is quite unique. He is just too confident in his ability, and he has played it before listing."

"If it weren't for the breakdown of the capital chain, maybe he could succeed. I can only say that everything is fate."

Guan Yue handed the pole to the caddy, rejected the electric car, and walked to the hillside. The chief financial officer followed behind and said, "EE's decision-making mistake was not the decision to enter the entertainment industry a year ago. The biggest problem lies in the super server unit they rented. The developer of this unit is the most cutting-edge technology company in the United States. It has 100,000 processor chips and is rarely rented out. It costs 1,440 US dollars per hour, which is 12.5 million yuan a year. It will burn nearly 100 million yuan every year, and the lease lasts for six years."

"It is logical that the Wen family has a complete industry and has invested in many projects over the years. It shouldn't be this level." The Finance Minister said, "Real estate is a little bit of the matter. The commercial street is their most profitable investment. In addition, the chain of vacation inns and Ronghe Ranch are just opposite the stadium. Look, you see, they are all maintained by the commercial street. Slowly, it's too late to exercise for too long."

Guan Yue slowed down a little, and the finance director barely followed, panting and walking side by side with him, and said, "A private club "Jiangyue" is only for banquets and dinners. It was sold to hotel tycoon Jiang Chaosheng in July. The two mobile game companies are half dead and the project has not been released. Of course, the cost is not high, only seven or eight million a year. Although the handicraft workshops and private brands make money, the scale is very small. Wen Tianyue originally planned to invest casually and develop a few games for his own entertainment. If he can do it, he would sell it to a large manufacturer in the form of a boutique studio."

Guan Yue stopped and started to hit the sixth shot. The Finance Minister said, "As for guaranteeing the loan in the name of the company, I think there should be some inside information, not Wen Tianyue was impulsive."

The finance minister found the ball and hit it off with another shot, explaining that "the company's main business is Internet issuance and channel operation. Wen Tianyue believes that through strategic cooperation with them, using usual means to first guarantee loans, and then forcibly acquire them, it can tell a good story and play a role in boosting the stock price after going public in the future."

On the other side of the golf course, there was a cheer in the horse farm area of ​​Ronghe Ranch.

Tianhe was on the horse, and as long as he held the stick in his hand, he threw the matter behind his head in the blink of an eye. He hadn't played a game very well for a long time. The emotions accumulated over the days were released together with the scorching autumn sun, the wind brought by the horse when it ran, and the heat.

When he was still in college, Tianhe's backhand ball was a unique feature of Cambridge. All opponents saw him silently and had black hair, and they could not help but underestimate the enemy. His horse-riding style was not gentlemanly, wild and unrestrained, just like riding a war horse on the Scottish Plateau, killing the opponent to a great defeat.

Jiang Zijian came on the court and forgot that he was here for public relations today. He kept applauding and cooperated with Tianhe. The other two players on his side had a very tacit understanding and cooperated with them.

Zhuo Yilong didn't expect that this thin and tall boy in his twenties would be so arrogant when he came on the court. His team was beaten to no avail, and his face was not very good-looking. Jiang Zijian controlled the horse and said to Tianhe, "Let him have two goals, Tianhe."

Tianhe remembered that he always regarded Jiang Zijian as Guan Yue, and after getting on the horse, he rushed forward. Jiang Zijian finally remembered the top priority and had to deliberately fall behind a little.

Wu Shun came over, smiled and made a thumbs-up to Tianhe, rode his horse and hit the ball with a stick, passing it to Zhuo Yilong. Tianhe stepped on the stirrup, stood long on the saddle, bowed slightly, and rushed towards his own goal. Zhuo Yilong went around in a circle. Tianhe suddenly pulled out his horse, made a circle and left, and smiled at Zhuo Yilong.

Zhuo Yilong scored the first goal, the players cheered, and the referee signaled the end of the quarter.

Tianhe slowed down the equestrian, the cold was not cured, and his head was a little dizzy. When he was breathing, he was covered in misty eyes, and his steps were a little unstable when he dismounted.

"It's too wild." Jiang Zijian said.

"That's how I am." Tianhe replied.

Jiang Zijian put his shoulder on his face and said, "Stay for a while and chat for a few words. They all look like you very much."

Originally, there were only three minutes of rest between the festival, but Wu Shun and the vice president called Zhuo Yilong had already sat down in front of the open-air teahouse on the sidelines. They obviously didn't care about the rules of the game. Tianhe immediately felt unrestrained, nodded, came to the teahouse, and smiled at the two of them.

"I thought you would be very elegant." Zhuo Yilong beat him up, "Little gentleman."

Tianhe smiled and said, "I haven't played for too long. I used too much force in the first quarter. I'll give up, thank you."

Wu Shun said to Zhuo Yilong, "This is their style, off-field and wild beasts. Like the English team playing football, when they play on the court, they throw all the gentlemanly demeanor aside, and the Knights of the Round Table charge."

Jiang Zijian and Tianhe both laughed, and Tianhe thought to himself that you two had never fought with Guan Yue.

"I've seen your brother," Zhuo Yilong drank some sports drinks, pointed his finger at Wen Tianhe, and said, "Your personalities are very different. I heard from Zijian that ee was opened with him."

Tianhe replied, "Most of the time before, he was taking care of it."

Zhuo Yilong said, "I originally wanted to invest in ee, but it's a pity. Two years ago, I didn't get your brother's reply. He was too busy, and he had a big family and had a big business. He couldn't find anyone to go to the company. It was too difficult to make an appointment for a meal."

Zhuo Yilong was not at forty years, and his words were full of legal flavor, meaningful, and he left half of the matter. Wu Shun just looked at Tianhe with interesting interest. Tianhe heard that Zhuo Yilong had complaints about Wen Tianyue. During the years when his brother was at his best, several companies were competing to invest in ee, and there were some things that Wen Tianyue looked down upon. Although most of them were rejected, they also offended many people.

Wu Shun had a smile on his lips and flicked the drink bottle with his fingers, his eyes wandering back and forth between Zhuo Yilong and Tianhe. With less than a year after graduation, Tianhe was not used to the way people talked between people in China. He was still studying hard. It was okay to understand Zhuo Yilong's subtext, but it always made him a little trouble to interpret the other person's expression.

This boy in his twenties, named Wu Shun, attracted Tianhe's attention for some reason, as if he was intuition. He always felt that Wu Shun liked boys, and Jiang Zijian might like Jiang Zijian, and Jiang Zijian was obviously very familiar with Wu Shun.

Jiang Zijian made a haha ​​and said, "Brother Zhuo is also very busy. I made an appointment to play basketball for a long time before I made an appointment."

Wu Shun interrupted, "You're busy preparing for the strategic press conference. I've been talking about your company recently."

"Oh." Zhuo Yilong shook his head helplessly and said to Tianhe, "You information technology companies know best. What kind of strategic press conferences are all about monkey plays."

Everyone laughed again, and Zhuo Yilong said again, "I have to work during the day, and I have to coax my wife after work and take care of two children. I am not as young as you, and I have endless energy every day."

The topic turned to the family, Jiang Zijian took a few words along the way, Zhuo Yilong calmly took out the photos on his phone, showed Tianhe his two sons, and asked, "You two are married, don't plan to get married when you are married, and your brother is not married either."

Tianhe smiled and shook his head. He knew that in the domestic human society, he always liked to meet and asked if you were married, when to get married, how was your family life, how was your wife and children? He didn't mind it after being mentally prepared. He replied, "I just broke up for more than a year and haven't come out yet. Let's take a look in a while. My brother, I can't even sort out his mess, so I'd better forget it."

Tianhe likes his sister-in-law who has caused a bloody storm before she passes the door. However, it seems that Zhuo Yilong is not aware of the ruins of the Wen family back then, so it is better not to say much.
To be continued...