He won 900 million in the lottery.

With the holidays approaching, I have no motivation to work.

My trip to Beijing was a spontaneous one.

My aunt went to Beijing this time and wasn't coming back, so I went to Liu Dabing's house on the way.

Liu Dabing: "We won't stay here for more than two days this time. Let's have a drink together."

Me: "Time is tight. My mother-in-law is leaving this Mid-Autumn Festival, so I'll have to trouble you with things at home."

Liu Dabing: "Look at what you're saying, we're all brothers."

Me: "When I get back from Beijing, come to the company. I've landed a big project and I'm planning to start a construction company. If you're interested, you can look into it."

Liu Dabing: "Okay."

Me: "By the way, let me introduce you to two leaders."

Liu Dabing: "Oh my brother, you've hit the nail on the head. Right now, the higher-ups are short of people."

After a few more words, I left with my aunt, letting her see me chatting with the village secretary and reassuring her that there were no problems with her house and land.

The four of us took the high-speed train and arrived in Beijing in four and a half hours.

Terminal.

A GL8, with a sign next to it that reads "Shen Tianyi".

I stepped forward and said, "Hello."

Driver: "Hello boss, I'll take you directly to the hotel."

Just an hour's drive away, the Mandarin Oriental Wangfujing is less than 3 kilometers from Tiananmen Square. It seems that Dongling has already arranged his itinerary for the next two days.

The hotel, Dongling, is waiting for us.

"Mom, it's rare for Uncle and Aunt to come together, let's go see everything we want to see."

When she spoke, her eyes curved into crescent moons, and she winked at me. I blew her a kiss in return.

For dinner, Dongling chose a courtyard restaurant in a hutong (traditional alleyway).

Pushing open the vermilion wooden door, you'll see red lanterns hanging in the courtyard, several pots of chrysanthemums under the eaves, and a plate of sliced ​​mooncakes on the stone table in the center.

The proprietress said, "The young lady booked a table a long time ago, saying she wanted to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with her elders. She specially reserved a window seat where she can see the moon."

Peking duck from old Beijing.

Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste).

There are also some local specialties that look pretty much the same as those from my hometown; Beijing cuisine is just so-so.

When the dishes were served, I opened a bottle of wine: "Auntie, would you like some? This is the first holiday our whole family has celebrated together."

Dong Ling also joined in the commotion.

Aunt: "Okay, have a drink."

The mother picked up a piece of roast duck, wrapped it in a pancake, and handed it to Dongling: "Child, thanks to you for arranging things today, eat more."

Dong Ling accepted it: "Thank you, Auntie."

Halfway through the meal, the proprietress brought over a plate of hot mooncakes, including lotus seed paste, mixed nuts, and Dongling's favorite lava custard filling.

Dong Ling: "Uncle, Aunt, please try this."

Then I put one on my aunt's plate.

The aunt took a bite, and her eyes lit up: "The food from Beijing just tastes different."

The mother smiled and said, "It really is delicious."

I picked up a piece of custard with a runny custard filling and fed it to Dongling: "You have some too."

Dong Ling blushed slightly. I said, "What's there to be shy about? We have a marriage certificate."

Although a marriage certificate is not a marriage license, it is still very valid!

The moon rises to the very center, as large as a disc.

The father raised his glass and said, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we are all gathered together as a family. I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and I also wish Tianyi and Dongling a speedy marriage, so that we can truly be one family."

We all raised our glasses and clinked them together.

"Cheers!"

My aunt looked at Dongling and me, and said with a smile, "I have no other requests, I just hope that you two will be well and take care of each other in the future, that's more important than anything else."

During the meal, I casually sent a text message of blessings to Yang Xiaotong, but she didn't reply, and I didn't mind.

In the evening, there was a performance at the hotel. My parents and aunt went to see the performance, while I dragged Dongling back to the hotel room.

To be precise, we need to discuss work.

Close the door.

Me: "I'm going to take a shower first."

Dong Ling: "..."

At the hotel, I told Dong Ling about everything that had happened to Chen Hangtian, including how Zhou Minyi had helped me. Of course, I didn't name her by name, but just said she was a friend of someone from the Public Security Bureau.

After a moment's thought, Dong Ling said, "There are three key factors for the success or failure of this matter. First, how much help can your friend at the Public Security Bureau provide, if he's 10/10? Second, risk isolation. The project company you jointly established will definitely have to take the blame, so you need to ensure proper risk isolation between this company and the project company. Third, are you prepared?"

I held Dongling in my arms and looked intently into her eyes: "Capital comes into the world dripping with blood and filth from head to toe, from every pore. I hate them because they exploit me, but I also love them because they let me see the light."

Standing beneath the full moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, as if making a vow, the two of us will continue to walk along this path in our hearts in the future.

It's a shame that I have a room to rest in at night, my parents have a room to rest in, and Dongling and my aunt have a room to rest in.

I couldn't sleep, so I scrolled through Douyin (TikTok) until the middle of the night. I messaged Dongling, but she didn't reply.

It seems I'm destined to be alone tonight.

It was still dark.

Dong Ling's voice came from outside the door: "Tianyi, get up quickly, we need to watch the flag raising."

When I arrived at Tiananmen Square, a large crowd had already gathered around the flagpole.

Dong Ling had already found a good spot and even took out three hand warmers from his bag, putting one on my parents' and my aunt's waists.

"I checked the temperature today, it was only 15 degrees Celsius this morning, don't catch a cold."

I stood next to her, watching her hair being blown about by the wind, and it touched my heart.

When the national anthem played, I instinctively grasped Dong Ling's hand.

Her hands were a little cold, but she gripped mine tightly in return.

I saw my father stand up straight, his white hair at his temples clearly visible in the morning light.

The aunt also looked at the national flag, her lips softly humming along.

The flag was raised at 7:08 a.m., and after watching the flag-raising ceremony, we set off to climb the Great Wall.

On the way from Tiananmen Square to Badaling, my mother and aunt chatted enthusiastically.

Dongling sat in the middle, handing oranges to his mother and adjusting the back of his aunt's chair.

My dad suddenly said, "When I was young, I came to the Great Wall once with my coworkers. There were no cable cars back then, and it was exhausting to climb up." It must have been during that time that he formed a friendship with my fourth uncle.

Upon arriving at the foot of the Great Wall, Dongling specially rented hiking poles.

At the beacon tower, I took photos for everyone. Dongling stood between his mother and aunt, making a peace sign. His mother smiled so much that her eyes narrowed.

When we got back to the hotel in the afternoon, everyone was exhausted, so we went back to our rooms to rest, take a shower, and then went out for dinner.

I had just entered the house and closed the door when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, it was Dong Ling.

"Do you still have the energy after climbing the Great Wall?"

Need I say more?

I bent down, carried him back into the house, and closed the door in one smooth motion.

Hot water gushed down from the ceiling, and the rising steam carried the fragrance of the bathroom.

I carried Dongling into the shower area. She instinctively hooked her arms around my neck, pressed her face against my shoulder, and said breathlessly, "Slow down, the floor is slippery."

I lowered my head and nuzzled her face.

Me: "What are you afraid of? I'll catch you."

Dong Ling raised her hand and pushed my chest, her eyes filled with a hint of reproach: "Take a shower first."

She grabbed the showerhead and started spraying water on my back.

Dong Ling: "You climbed harder than anyone else today, you still have energy!"

I turned around and admired it.

Her breathing suddenly became erratic, and she raised her hand and punched me.

We didn't dare linger too long, because we all wanted to have dinner together. The hotel show last night was great, and my aunt wanted us all to go see it tonight. Well, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, a family festival, so it's better to go together.

the next day.

When we went to the Summer Palace together, we could smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers as soon as we entered.

Dong Ling said she had specifically checked and found that the osmanthus flowers in the Summer Palace were in full bloom. Sure enough, as she walked along the long corridor, the osmanthus trees beside the pillars were covered with tiny yellow flowers, and the fragrance enveloped her as the wind blew.

We also rented a boat to cruise on Kunming Lake.

Dongling and I are in the same boat.

Dong Ling: "Go back and open a legitimate investment company."

Me: "Okay."

Dong Ling: "If Chen Yuanyuan is working for Chen Hangtian, then her mobile phone project is most likely a scam. Also, are you familiar with Zhang Xingxing?"

Me: "We're not that close."

Dong Ling hesitated for a long time: "Providing help in times of need is better than adding flowers to brocade."

What should you look for when investing?

Is it about making money through business or about people?

Currently, it all comes down to the people. Whether the business is profitable or not, as long as the person is capable, the business will succeed. If the person is incompetent, even the best business will fail.

Chen Hangtian is capable enough, so why would he help me make money? --- Unless, he wants to make money off me.