Chapter 230: Han Yangting's Memories 1

Han Yangting's Memories:

I have been solitary since I was a child, reserved and not fond of socializing; if I had grown up in a different family, I might have been labeled a strange child.

But my father and mother did not think so; they respected me and felt that everyone should have a different personality, and that there was nothing wrong with me being this way.

Since I was young, I liked to lock myself in my room to read. By age five, I had finished "Andersen's Fairy Tales" and "Grimm's Fairy Tales," and I had also taught myself computer science. By the time I was seven, these things were already child's play in my eyes.

Later, I went to M Country to study. At the same time, my grandfather, seeing that I had a sharp mind, would often discuss business matters with me.

At 19, I finished all my university courses, successfully obtained my degree, and then I returned to my home country.

When I was very young, my grandfather told me that I was to inherit the company in the future, otherwise the company would be snatched away by the people from the Second Branch.

During those years abroad, I realized a rule of social survival, which is: survival of the fittest; only the strong can enjoy better material conditions.

At the same time, I discovered that my family was very wealthy, so wealthy that I would never have to worry about money in my life. Even if I did nothing at all, I would still live no worse than an ordinary person.

However, the lives of ordinary people are always accompanied by various difficulties and choices, while I have never once worried about the problem of making choices.

If I like A and I also like B, then I will have both A and B.

If you are very wealthy and very low-key, then you will receive everyone's respect. No one will question whether you can afford to stay in an eight-star hotel, and no one will question whether you can afford to buy a limited-edition sports car.

Therefore, I went back to take over the company, intending to continue expanding the family business.

At 19, I was high-spirited and full of fighting will. I started a financing company, and many entrepreneurs in the country hoped to receive my investment so that their projects could be carried out.

At that time, I only focused on the projects, not the people.

If I felt a project had prospects, I would invest without hesitation. If I felt some projects were not yet mature, I would consider them a little, compare them with similar projects, and choose the one I deemed most suitable.

Of course, my personality and my lack of eloquence would always lead to some misunderstandings.

I thought that as long as I kept a straight face, others would know that I was refusing.

However, to some ambitious people, when I kept a straight face, they only thought I was hesitating, not that they should give up.

Later, I realized that my behavior had caused some tragedies.

My subordinate told me that a small business owner had jumped off a building because of my change in plans.

At the time, I didn't take it to heart; the business world is like a battlefield, and there are always some people who cannot withstand the pressure and give up.

Not long after, the subordinate told me again that the business owner who waited for me outside every day had suffered a high blood pressure attack today, and it was feared he would never wake up again.

It was from that moment on that I began to face my own problems squarely.

Since I was a child, I haven't liked to talk too much with people. When my few friends gathered together, it was always them talking, and I would only occasionally chime in. But my friends understood me; even if I didn't speak, they knew what I was thinking, such as Ling Feng and Leizi.

However, others were different.

For example, in a university math class, the tutor insisted that I write down the process of solving the problem and not just the answer.

Yet, in front of these small and medium-sized entrepreneurs, I didn't even deign to give them the answer. If they wanted to wait, then let them wait; as long as they couldn't see hope, they would eventually back down.

But they were all people who came carrying full hope.

They were different from me. If I failed an investment, it was just a matter of tens of millions, but if they failed, it was a matter of life and death.

That day, I wore a very ordinary sweatshirt, dressed myself as an ordinary young man, and went to the home of the person who committed suicide.

I only then learned that this person's parents were both gone, and because he was obsessed with doing business and always failed, his wife had also taken their child and remarried. He had nothing left, so he resolutely walked onto a dead end.

I went back and carefully reviewed his investment plan. The plan was indeed poorly done; I could not possibly invest in a failed plan.

However, if I could have clearly stated the reason from the beginning and explicitly refused, then how he chose afterward would have been none of my business.

I also flipped through the plan of the entrepreneur who had collapsed from high blood pressure.

When I carefully finished reading the entire plan, I knew I was wrong.

In terms of new energy vehicles, this plan could absolutely succeed, because at that time, all new energy vehicles were in the starting stage, and it was not yet certain who would reach the top.

Unfortunately, because of my rashness, I ultimately missed it and harmed a person.

I found out the news about that person and made a trip to Fengcheng.

That person still hasn't woken up; he is lying in the hospital, cared for by his wife, with two daughters and one son.

I had people find some reasons to subsidize him, but it couldn't be too conspicuous. I could only pay off their medical bills first and prepay all subsequent expenses, then discuss with the doctor to have the doctor keep it from them.

The man's wife knew someone was helping them; she thought it was a friend of her husband doing a good deed without leaving a name.

I wanted to help them more, but they had already sold their big house and moved to an old house.

That day, I pretended to be a passerby and walked past their old house. I stood outside for a while and saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl returning from outside.

The little girl was wearing a school uniform, carrying a schoolbag, and looked very childish. She also saw me and even walked up to me and asked, "Big brother, who are you looking for?"

I said I was just passing by.

The little girl's clear, large eyes studied me for quite a while, then she said, "You don't look like a bad person."

After saying that, she skipped into the house.

Before long, she came out again.

Seeing that I was still outside, she asked, "Big brother, why haven't you left yet?"

I teased her, saying I was lost.

The little girl then said, "Then where do you want to go? I can take you there."

"To a place called Hudong Middle School."

"Isn't that my school? You come with me, I'll take you."

Halfway there, passing a pork trotter noodle shop, she asked me, "Big brother, do you want to eat noodles?"

I asked her, "If you eat noodles, won't you need to eat dinner?"

"There is no one at home to cook dinner, my father is sick and hospitalized. I usually come here to eat noodles; half a portion is enough to get full."

"Then shall I treat you to a full portion? As a reward for showing me the way?"

The little girl swallowed her saliva: "That works too."

I ordered two portions of noodles, one for each of us.

Having grown up this old, I had never eaten such roadside stall food, yet today, sitting at a small table with the young girl eating noodles, passersby came and went; some had just picked up their children, others were off work and buying groceries, and they were discussing how much the vegetables cost per jin today and which vendor's eggs were on sale.

This was the worldly atmosphere I had never been exposed to.

The young girl opposite me was eating her noodles with great relish, slurping away.

I asked her, "Why don't you cook?"

"I nearly blew up the kitchen the day before yesterday, so Auntie Fen told me not to do it anymore and just come out to eat."

I started to laugh.

She was laughing too, her eyes curving into crescents, looking very adorable as she smiled.

In that moment, I had an indescribable feeling.

Most of the people I had come into contact with were afraid of me, but she was not afraid at all.

After finishing the noodles, we passed by a bookstore; the bookstore had the current bestsellers displayed at the entrance, and she went over to flip through one, unable to put it down, yet she had to carefully put it back.

I asked her, "Why not buy it?"

"No money." She smiled at me.

"Then do you like reading?"

"I do, but my sister says that what I like are all miscellaneous books, and it doesn't matter whether I read them or not."

We continued walking forward.