Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 348 What era are we living in? Still not settled?
There are still videos and comments on the internet that frequently discuss the "veterans of Beijing's elite circle."

Although there are some exaggerations, the folk tales of that era were very legendary, and people in Jiangbei were captivated by them back then.

Wei Cong did not ask his father, Wei Hua, to help him save face, nor did he use Rongkai Capital's influence to fight against Jiang Beicheng, indicating that he wanted to resolve the matter behind the scenes.

This also confirms Ishikawa's previous statement that Weihua was very disappointed in her son, and that the only good relationship between the mother and son was between them.

Since the matter was resolved offstage, the legendary stories of the Northern Emperor inviting this "Uncle Bao" back then have a certain degree of authenticity.

However, among the veterans of Beijing's elite circles, there is only one person who holds the top position.

No matter who you are, whether it's Uncle Bao, Du Zai, Ghost Crab, Living Yama... or even Jia or Bai, everyone has to call him Brother Yong.

Who is Yong Ge? He is the second uncle of Li Xiancheng, the son of Li Gongzi, and the brother of his father.

When Jiang Beicheng chatted with Young Master Li last time, Young Master Li made it clear that if Wei Cong intended to cause him trouble in the capital, he would make sure Wei Cong couldn't hold his head up high.

Jiang Beicheng not only had to attend Uncle Bao's dinner party, but he also had to go on behalf of Young Master Li.

When Ishikawa heard that Jiang Beicheng was going to attend Wei Cong's trap, he was shocked. He felt that this was not a rational choice.

President Jiang is capable and not afraid of head-on confrontation; he is only afraid of being blind to the truth.

"President Jiang, my father and Wei Hua are friends..."

Jiang Beicheng interrupted him directly: "The adults shouldn't get involved."

The meaning is simple: if it's a game of open strategy, a business confrontation, or a capital game, even if Wei Hua comes, President Jiang will accept it and decide the winner openly.

But when it comes to playing these kinds of tricks involving江湖恩怨 (jianghu enmity), General Manager Jiang has never backed down.

Ishikawa sensed Jiang Beicheng's firm stance and stopped trying to persuade him. He then sent Jiang Beicheng the location of the restaurant that Wei Cong had booked.

Hanlin Academy!

Jiang Beicheng smiled; it was another familiar name.

Putting away her phone, she said, "Aunt Shen, open your mouth."

Jiang Beicheng fed Shen Jun two pieces of chewing gum.

Shen Jun smiled and gently bit down.

I just overheard the phone conversation between Jiang Beicheng and Shi Chuan, and I feel worried for Jiang Beicheng.

But the calmness that President Jiang displayed told her that he would handle this matter well.

Shen Jun did not presume to offer concern or suggestions.

Back at the hotel, Jiang Beicheng went to the gym to work out.

After attending the music festival, Zheng Jiamin rushed back to the hotel, and the first thing she did upon opening the door was to look for her uncle.

We just had sex last night, and right now I feel the strongest dependence on the older man.

“Secretary Shen, Uncle?” Zheng Jiamin glanced around but didn’t see Jiang Beicheng.

Shen Jun teased her, "That young master Wei lost face at Hisense Plaza yesterday, and today he's causing trouble for your uncle again."

Zheng Jiamin's expression changed drastically.

He dropped the guitar from his back and hurried toward the gate.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Jiamin."

Shen Jun quickly went up to stop him.

I never expected the girl to be so fierce.

"Sister Shen was just teasing you, Sister Shen was wrong." Shen Jun took the fruit from her hand and said, "President Jiang is at the gym, he'll be back in a bit."

"Really?"

"Yes, really." Shen Jun nodded affirmatively.

Zheng Jiamin's tense nerves finally relaxed.

She had little contact with wealthy people, didn't understand business, and was unfamiliar with interpersonal relationships. All she knew was the mixed environment she had seen when she sang in bars.

When she heard that Wei Cong had come to cause trouble for Jiang Beicheng, her first reaction was that the old man was going to get beaten up.

The uncle got into trouble with Wei Cong because of her, so she had to help him.

Shen Jun only wanted to tease the girl who had tasted the sweet fruit last night, and said it casually, but he did not expect her to react so strongly.

Jiamin is indeed a very simple girl.

I gave her a can of iced Coke to calm her down.

After returning from exercising in Jiangbei City, Shen Jun went up to take the clothes and took them to wash, muttering to himself, "I was just about to go and fight Wei Cong to the death."

Jiang Beicheng smiled; this was the motorcycle girl with a strong personality that he remembered.

As Zheng Jiamin entered the bedroom, she had just taken off her clothes and was about to take a shower when she heard the noise and ran out.

"Uncle!"

I hugged Jiang Beicheng first.

A sweet smile on her face.

"Today's sweetness level is a bit too high," Jiang Beichen said, pinching her cheek.

"You're the one who makes me laugh more."

"Hmm, how did the performance go?"

Zheng Jiamin nodded.

Many fans came to the music festival today specifically for her.

The scenes I used to dream about are becoming more and more realistic.

This feeling is irresistible.

However, what she couldn't forget today was the affection the older man showed her last night.

It hurt a little at first, but afterwards it was all love.

Jiang Beichen smiled and nudged her Xuezi, and she smiled back.

"I went to take a shower."

"Yes, get some rest tonight," Jiang Beichen said with concern. ...

Number of smiles: 507/10000

After spending two days in Qingdao, Jiangbei City returned to Beijing.

Zheng Jiamin still had to prepare for the finals, so Jiang Beicheng had his company's agent take her back to the program crew's apartment first.

After checking into his hotel, he first called Li Xiancheng and mentioned to him the scheme that Wei Cong and Uncle Bao had set up.

Li Xiancheng said, "I also saw the news about the Hisense Plaza incident online."

Of all the second and third-generation rich kids in Beijing, Wei Cong is the most useless one I've ever met.

I'll come over later.

“Young Master Li, please attend to other matters first. I will handle things as they come,” Jiang Beicheng said.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. If you suffer any injustice in the capital, then I've failed as your friend." Li Xiancheng said truthfully, "There's a family dinner at home tonight, I'll go back and deal with it."

Jiang Beicheng understands the family traditions and environment of these children from high-ranking families. The younger ones need to revolve around their elders, after all, their family's wealth today was created by their elders.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Beicheng didn't think much of it and went to take a nap.

Upon waking, I asked Shen Jun to keep me company while I drank tea.

Later that evening, I went out to Hanlin Academy.

A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall. Jiang Beicheng is not foolish enough to go to the meeting alone. You can't guarantee that Uncle Bao has lost his former bandit-like nature.

Duan Yu, the owner of Hanlin Academy, is a friend of the catering industry in Jiangbei City. Eating on his turf means that they can take care of each other if anything happens.

"President Jiang, what's the situation between you and Uncle Bao?" Duan Yu came out ahead of time to greet Jiang Beicheng.

Jiang Beicheng said, "His nephew lost face, and he blamed it on me."

Duan Yu nodded: "Alright, whatever comes up, just let me know, and I'll take care of it."

We absolutely cannot let anything happen to President Jiang at Hanlin Academy, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to my master, who really likes President Jiang.

There was no way to explain it to so many colleagues.

Uncle Bao and he only had a business deal over a meal, but President Jiang and he were from the same circle.

Jiang Beicheng went straight to the private room.

Duan Yu pushed open the door and smiled, "Uncle Bao, President Jiang has arrived."

There were three people sitting in the private room. The bald old man in the middle, nodding, was Uncle Bao. Wei Cong sat to his right, and to his left sat an indifferent middle-aged man, drinking tea and not even looking back at Jiang Beicheng.

"Enjoy your meal." Duan Yu closed the door, called the waiter standing at the door of the private room aside, and instructed, "Keep an eye on things. If there's any noise inside, let me know immediately."

The waiter nodded in response and returned to the door of the private room.

"Mr. Jiang, please." Uncle Bao smiled and gestured for Jiang Beicheng to sit at the table. "Mr. Jiang, are you alone?"

Jiang Beicheng looked at Wei Cong and said, "Uncle Bao, the Emperor of the North only invited me."

Wei Cong remained silent.

"President Jiang has a good speaking ability; he's sharp-tongued," Uncle Bao said with a smile.

"Uncle Bao, you flatter me." Jiang Beicheng raised his teacup on the table and toasted Uncle Bao.

Uncle Bao picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea.

He raised his hand and placed it on Wei Cong's shoulder: "My nephew is indeed a bit high-profile sometimes, but he knows his limits."

The internet is so powerful these days. It's a bit much for President Jiang to drag him onto the internet over such a trivial matter.

These past few days, all sorts of cats and dogs have been stepping on him, which makes us elders uncomfortable.

If his parents knew, he would definitely be even more upset.

In the end, it might have made everyone unhappy. Mr. Jiang, it's not worth the trouble. Just reminding him would have been enough.

Jiang Beicheng looked at Uncle Bao with suspicion and asked directly, "Uncle Bao, do you think I put him online?"

“If it wasn’t you, it was someone from your company. No one else knows about this, and it’s even less likely that they would publicly name and smear me online,” Wei Cong said excitedly.

Jiang Beichen smiled and shook his head: "Your father, Mr. Wei, is a senior figure in investment banking whom I greatly admire. Even if I have to give him face, I won't push your Wei family into the public eye."

I'm not as brainless as you, Young Master Wei.

"Jiang Beicheng, you fucking..."

Wei Cong stood up and cursed, but Uncle Bao grabbed his hand.

Uncle Bao propped himself up on the chair, walked towards Jiang Beicheng, stood behind him, and placed his hands heavily on his shoulders. "Young man, don't be too ruthless in your actions. Always leave room for maneuver."

Whether you did it or not, I hope President Jiang can give me face and eliminate the negative impact.

"I can give Uncle Bao face," Jiang Beichen said, "but Uncle Bao thinks too highly of me. You said it yourself, the internet is so powerful now, I can't afford to be swayed by public opinion."

Uncle Bao smiled and said, "There's always a way; it just depends on whether you're willing to do it."

His right hand, adorned with a thumb ring, landed on the dining table, making a tapping sound.

He then tapped the table twice: "President Jiang, the Beijing social circle is very complicated. Making good connections will benefit you."

Some things cannot be solved through business means.

Jiang Beicheng sensed a threat and turned to look at Uncle Bao: "Uncle Bao, are you referring to yourself, or the Emperor of the North?"

"Hahahaha!" Uncle Bao laughed out loud, left Jiang Beicheng, patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man who hadn't spoken until now, and turned back to introduce him to Jiang Beicheng: "This is my brother, he was sentenced to twenty years and just got out."

This meal is to welcome him back.

The waiter standing at the door was startled and quickly went to inform the boss, Duan Yu.

Meanwhile, Duan Yu was at the door greeting another distinguished guest.

He stepped forward, opened the car door, and addressed him as "Young Master Li."

Duan Yu guessed that Young Master Li was a guest invited by President Jiang. "Young Master Li, President Jiang is having dinner with Uncle Bao."

The waiter added, "They seem to be threatening President Jiang."

"What era are we living in? These old folks are still so restless," Young Master Li said dismissively.

(End of this chapter)