Chapter 1246: Tian Weiwei's Gathering

Zhongsen Mingcai stood outside, as respectful as if welcoming the Emperor.

Tanaka Yuko held an incomparably high status in her heart.

It was because of her that the Big Building's people—women who were living decent small lives—had more tolerance and kindness.

And they differed fundamentally from men.

They also avoided the decline of those living decent small lives.

The women who remained living decent small lives now have lives that differ greatly from theirs.

Of course, thanks also to the people in the Big Building who still like her.

It let her find a partner who could give her happiness, healing the wounds of her first half of life.

Tanaka Yuko is their natal family.

It is also the confidence that sustains their lives.

They will not be despised by the Big Building's people.

Now, throughout the world, Big Building men are all delicacies.

Not every woman has such treatment as they do.

Even now, the local women of the Big Building must learn from them to win the favor of Big Building men in the global competition among women.

It's not that no one seeks foreign men, but ultimately their lives are often unsatisfactory.

The best destination is still Big Building men; whether in economic ability or quality, Big Building men are top-notch.

In her thoughts, recalling her own man, Mingcai saw Yuko step out of an empty taxi, looking younger than her.

"Senior."

She hurried two steps, supporting Yuko's arm.

Tanaka saw Mingcai and felt delighted as well.

"Mingcai, you're still so cute."

Mingcai's face turned slightly red as she spoke modestly.

"There, senior, you keep getting better-looking."

"Senior, we have a lot we want to say to you."

"You don't know, since you went to Yueqiu, we've often thought of you."

"We wanted to contact you, but feared disturbing you."

"So we concentrate on contacting you once a month."

"How is your life on Yueqiu, senior? You must have endured much hardship."

Yuko laughed, cutting off her flattery.

"Yeah, before going I wanted to go, but after going I can't come back."

"Let's not talk about my troubles; let's hurry in so we don't keep people waiting."

In the assembly hall, after receiving Mingcai's notice, the people who had already come out happened to meet Tanaka and her group walking in.

A crowd surrounded Tanaka as they entered the venue.

The gathering was joyful; everyone mainly wanted to get together and have fun.

So there was no nonsense, no showing off or face-slapping.

The atmosphere was excellent; as the organizer, Mingcai demonstrated high organizational ability.

She was no longer the shy girl she once was.

Her husband is a bit like Dawn, unknown if he makes up for her heart's regret.

The other party is a retired military officer turned businessman, and also very charming.

Just as everyone has a first love living in their heart, her husband's heart holds her.

That they could come together must be said to be fate.

Moreover, there was Yang Qing's instruction, which led Tanaka Yuko to put effort into luring women to the Big Building.

Returning home, it was already evening.

Yang Qing finished his meal, then sat again in the courtyard, watching the stars.

Tanaka Yuko washed up, changed clothes, then sat beside him to keep him company.

"Dad, what are you looking at?"

Yang Qing was thinking about the Mars Base vehicle.

Seeing the stars, he recalled it.

His thoughts were random; he certainly wasn't deliberately thinking of it.

"Watching the stars, the gathering's over and we came back a bit early—why not go out and play?"

Tanaka waved her hand.

"What to play? We're all people with families; just getting together is fine."

"If we mess around again at night, it would affect others' lives."

Yang Qing glanced at her.

"From Kenting I tossed about to Songhu, then ran back, tossing about."

Tian Weiwei disagreed.

"When I went, I took the high-speed rail all the way, seeing countless beautiful sights."

"On the way back, I flew all the way, asleep until I got home."

"What's there to toss about?"

"Dad, if you don't want to go out and play, I'll take you."

The world has changed so much now.

People's lives are also free and easy.

It's much better than before.

Yang Qing shook their head.

I'm not going; if you want to go, go yourself, or call up Guan and Hu.

Bring me, and all that's left is to take care of me—what's there to play?

Tanaka Yuko was massaging his leg.

This isn't just your own stubbornness.

You have a good life, that's all.

You've worked hard all your life—shouldn't you seize the time to enjoy it?

What's the point of lying around all day?

Now global infrastructure is almost done; it's convenient everywhere.

Dad, where have you been in this lifetime?

Where have you been?

Gangdao, Big Building, Yingjiang?

Yang Qing was a bit silent.

I've actually been to so few places in this lifetime.

What reason makes me have no interest in traveling at all?

Before it was because of status, now it's because of laziness?

Probably, I guess.

I want to see; I can see it through virtual reality—do I still need to go there in person?

Going there in person leaves only disappointment.

Because most attractions are exaggerated by promotion.

Genuine, worth-the-price places are few and far between.

The virtual experience is actually better.

Tanaka Yuko pursed her lips.

Alright, whatever you say makes sense.

But can the virtual compare to the real?

Regardless of good or bad, being there in person always lets you experience a different meaning.

At least, virtual reality won't give you that refreshing, carefree feeling, nor let you breathe nature's scent.

Now everyone in the world is going out, only you are becoming more of a recluse.

Dad, global unity—isn't that your dream?

Now it's realized—why don't you go take a look?

You've schemed all your life, turning the places where you lived decently—Yingjiang, Ouluoba, etc. —into wrecks.

Don't you want to see what you've achieved now?

As the saying goes, 'To get rich and not return home is like walking in fine clothes at night.'

Yang Qing was speechless, pointing out the problem in her words.

You too have lived a decent little life.

All this is fate, not my scheming—I don't have that kind of ability.

Tian Weiwei glanced at him.

I don't blame you either.

I think the current result is pretty good.

Given our hatred, I don't know what kind of mess it would have become.

Now it's already the best result.

And what you said is right—this is all inevitable.

Today's decent little life was long destined.

I've figured it out long ago.

It's pretty good now.

If in the future everyone can blend their decent little lives, that would be best.

Then our problems would all be solved.

Integration is the future.