"Mr. Jiang, Happy New Year."

"Mr. Jiang, Happy Chinese New Year."

"Mr. Jiang, the manor has been arranged according to your plan."

"Mr. Jiang, please take a look at the menu for tonight's New Year's Eve dinner."

"..."

On the morning of Lunar New Year's Eve, Jiang Beicheng went to pay respects to his parents and then returned to the manor for the New Year's Eve dinner.

From the main gate onwards, you can hear New Year's greetings from the manor staff at almost every step you take.

There was a happy smile on his face.

A genuine sense of happiness.

After being recruited by Mr. Jiang and working at the manor for less than a quarter, I received a generous year-end bonus and a New Year's red envelope.

This last shift before dinner this year must be done well for Mr. Jiang.

The entire manor was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a festive atmosphere for the New Year.

Even if Jiang Beicheng only rests at home for a few days during the Spring Festival, the pomp and circumstance cannot be diminished.

The more wealth one has, the more one values ​​these traditional customs and etiquette.

"Have you all received your year-end bonuses and New Year's red envelopes?" Jiang Beicheng casually asked the manor's butler.

"I just checked, and the company has already deposited the money into everyone's salary cards. Thank you, Mr. Jiang," the manor butler said. "The duty roster for the manor during the Spring Festival has also been announced in the group chat."

Jiang Beicheng nodded, changed into slippers, and went inside.

The entire estate has about a hundred employees, and their year-end bonuses are based on one month's salary. In addition, with the New Year's greetings and red envelopes, a total of three to four million yuan has been distributed.

These employees had only been with him for less than three months.

Mr. Jiang's bold and unrestrained style easily inspires their loyalty.

Whether they are loyal to the money or to him as a person is not so important.

Because the money is his too.

I went inside and had New Year's Eve dinner with my grandma and the Haitangxi family.

Jiang Yucheng, the younger brother, and Sun Jinhao, the godson, were also at the dinner table.

But Shen Jun did not.

She had New Year's Eve dinner with her parents.

Aunt Shen is very particular and knows how to behave properly.

Sun Jinhao was Jiang Beicheng's godson, so it was only natural for him to sit at that table.

Under what pretext did she go to sit there?
Under what pretext should we face Hailin's family?

Normally, they would sit at the same table to eat together, which was a sign of the old lady's kindness and benevolence towards Jiang Beicheng. However, it was inappropriate for her to bring her parents to sit there on this occasion.

So after explaining the proper etiquette at the dinner table to her son, she went to spend the New Year with her parents.

Jiang Beicheng was both pleased and displeased with Aunt Shen's behavior.

To my delight, Aunt Shen still does things with such dignity.

What's unpleasant is that Aunt Shen acted a bit presumptuously this time.

At this dining table, whoever he chooses to sit can sit; they don't need to consider anyone else's feelings.

You, Shen Jun, have one seat.

After dinner, when Jiang Beicheng gave his godson a New Year's red envelope, he instructed him, "Please pass on a message to your mother: if she doesn't come to the New Year's Eve dinner next year, your godfather will be angry."

Sun Jinhao actually knows a little bit.

They knew their godfather was just being kind to their family.

Smiling and nodding.

I ran back, shouting my mother's name as I pushed open the door.

Shen Jun had just finished tidying up the room, and with her hands free, she picked up her son.

"It's a red envelope from my godfather," Sun Jinhao said happily.

Shen Jun: "Did you thank your godfather?"

"Yes, my godmother gave me one too."

Shen Jun smiled, knowing that the godmother her son was referring to was Haitang Xi.

"Is your godmother really that good to you?"

"Yes, my godmother also praised my grades and said I'm smart." Sun Jinhao said proudly, "Mom, godmother is so beautiful, just as beautiful as you were when you were young."

Shen Jun's eyes were red.

This sentence is a bit touching.

It's a poignant reminder of her past.

It also touches on her relationship with President Jiang over the past year or two.

“Mom, Godfather also said that he’ll be angry if you don’t come to the New Year’s Eve dinner next year.” Sun Jinhao relayed Jiang Beicheng’s exact words.

A few tears instantly welled up in Shen Jun's eyes.

She wiped her face and coaxed her son, "Mommy knows, Mommy will go to New Year's Eve dinner with you next year." Her son didn't understand the deeper meaning behind Jiang Beicheng's words, but she did.

……

After finishing his meal, Jiang Beicheng accompanied Hailin and her father for a short walk in the yard.

Later that evening, I went to the Jiang Clan Ancestral Hall in the village.

During the Spring Festival, he, a key figure in the Jiang family, made a small gesture.

They purchased several truckloads of supplies and prepared some cash red envelopes to distribute to the Jiang clan members and the elderly in the village.

This matter should still be coordinated by my uncle, Jiang Huaqiang.

"The North City has arrived."

"My nephew from Beicheng is here."

"Everyone, please stop for a moment. President Jiang is here."

"..."

The moment Jiangbei City and Haitangxi came into view, the scene instantly became lively.

Money and supplies can be collected gradually.

Jiangbei City won't lack you. He's such a big boss, the pillar of a large family, he won't treat you differently.

Now, the most important thing is to flatter and be friendly with Jiangbei City.

There's an old saying in the countryside: "He who takes a bribe is bound to be grateful; he who eats another's food is bound to be grateful."

With all this eating and taking things today, they're practically making Jiangbei City out of the sky!

Jiang Beicheng listened to the elders' flattery and simply nodded and smiled.

He doesn't need to come here to find a sense of honor.

If the manor weren't so close, I could have just let my uncle arrange things; I wouldn't have had to get involved myself.

Just like Da Dongzi giving money to his fellow villagers.

We can't agree on many things.

Sometimes it's awkward for both of us.

As long as the money is there, everything else is secondary.

"Beicheng, you say a few words." Jiang Huaqiang gave his seat to Jiang Beicheng.

Jiangbei City: "On this joyous occasion, I wish everyone a Happy New Year."

Here, in front of everyone, I'd like to share my expectations.

I hope that more talented people will emerge from the younger generation of the Jiang family, whether they are engaged in academia, politics, business, or crafts... so that they can represent the face of our Jiang family when they go out into the world.

Similarly, young people, please don't hesitate to ask me for help if you need it.

Just have my uncle pass on a message to me.

That's all. Everyone, collect your money and supplies and go home to have a happy new year.

There was thunderous applause.

"Did you hear that, daughter? Study hard, and your Uncle Jiang will arrange a job for you later."

"Son, try harder for the civil service exam this year. Your older brother in Beicheng has connections."

"..."

Jiang Beicheng's attitude towards these family members has indeed changed a lot.

When he first got over what happened to his father, he was still angry and didn't want to associate with these people.

Now that he's in this position, although he hasn't reached the saintly level of "when you're successful, you should help others," he wants to do things like winning people's hearts, cultivating the Jiang family's direct descendants, and building a good reputation for himself.

"Have you eaten in Beicheng? Why don't you come to my house for a drink?" Uncle Jiang Huaqiang warmly invited.

Jiang Beicheng waved his hand and said, "Go back and rest. Take care of things here and go back to reunite with your family as soon as possible."

"Okay, Beicheng, you've worked so hard all year round. Take a good rest during the Spring Festival," Jiang Huaqiang said, expressing his concern.

Jiang Beicheng nodded and walked back with Haitangxi.

Haitangxi took Jiang Beicheng's hand and suddenly laughed, "Baby, how about we try to make a baby tonight?"

"Seriously?" This was the first time Jiang Beichen had heard this from her.

"Mm." Haitangxi nodded.

"You've given up your career? You've given up your ideals?" Jiang Beichen teased her.

"Hahaha, career and ideals are a long-term battle." Haitangxi's mindset has also changed. "But having a baby is an urgent matter."

You are too outstanding, I can't catch up with you no matter how hard I try, so I gave up.

Family is the priority, career is secondary.

Jiang Beicheng: "I'm actually quite good at creating babies."

"Hahahaha~"

The two joked around as they returned to the manor.

(End of this chapter)

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