Rebirth of the Ultimate Rich Second Generation Chapter 343: Zhengrong past events
Chapter 343 The Past Events
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?——Cancel the...family marriage policy??!"
Song Meiyuan was stunned for a while, seeing that Grandpa still had a calm smile, and she didn't seem to be joking, she finally said in surprise.
"Yeah." Song Laogui nodded slowly, the doting look in his eyes became more and more obvious, "When did Grandpa make a joke?-Hehe, I'm serious this time."
"Grandpa..."
Song Meiyuan is not a silly girl, such a young girl who grew up next to her grandfather, it is impossible not to know her temper.
Song old man, Song old ghost, Song Jiang.
A generation of ghost heroes in the capital.
He is a character who has never been able to ridicule. Although he is not a monarch, he has no jokes.
Relying on "marriage" to make a fortune is really a bit disagreeable. When the old man Song gradually stepped into success, he was also under the stigma from the outside world. But later, his visionary style of doing things, as well as the style of one-character money, made him a big figure admired by everyone in the capital's wealthy circle.
Speaking of this, I have to mention the "Four Heavenly Kings" in the capital.
As mentioned before, among the four heavenly kings in the capital, there are the current Patriarch of the Pan Family "King Pan", the current Patriarch of the Xu Family "Xu Qiannian", and the Han Lao San "Business King" Han Zhennan. .
The third place is Mr. Song from the Song family.
Mother Song became famous late. After all, the family tradition and implementation policy of the marriage is a long-period planned investment, and the results are relatively late. Therefore, he officially entered the top of the capital when he was fifty. The wealthy circle, and then spent a few years, using their huge interpersonal relationships, as well as unique vision and style of doing things, gradually emerged in the top wealthy circle of talented people, and then shocked everyone.
At that time, it was the era of the strong rise of King Pan, Qianqian Xu, and Han Lao San.
So, in the ranks of the "Four Heavenly Kings", Mr. Song was naturally put in.
Attention, the last mention of Old Song Song Jiang does not mean that he is the end of these four heavenly kings. -But the first place!
The head of the four heavenly kings, Song Jiang.
The heirs of the capital's wealthy families who were born and raised in Beijing, no one knows, no one knows.
Although the other three were in the wrong generation with him, no one teased him about it.
In other words, Mr. Song is a model of Chinese inspiration.
Few people in the world know what Mr. Song did when he was young.
He was born in the war era, his parents died. It is said that his ancestral home is in Foshan, a place where many heroes are born. Later, he was alone and alone, dragging his skinny body and moving north to the Central Plains. At that time, he was only a teenager. To put it mildly, he inherited the belief in saving the country and the people, and his thin body. Carrying a tattered porcelain bowl picked up in a garbage dump, he begged all the way to Nanjing.
With bad luck, he caught up with the cruel Nanjing Massacre. He was alone, holding a pig knife from the village butcher’s house, and slaughtered more than 20 in his sleep overnight. Little devil. Then, when the enemy's aid did not arrive, he took three households in a village who had not been killed, and fled the run-down village that was being mopped up at the time.
He was too young and too skinny to accept him in combat troops, so he made a handful of soil sprayers and followed the peasant guards from Nanjing to guerrilla warfare all the way to the north.
In this way, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he stayed up for days and nights in excitement.
However, what followed was a life problem.
So he picked up the incomplete broken porcelain bowl again and started begging. It was not until he arrived in the capital that he began to do coolies.
From the age of 20 to 30, he has done everything, such as porters, stevedores, textile factory workers, spinning mill security, and even planed bark and eaten during natural disasters. , And later went to dig out big dung.
Later, he finally found a stable job as a workshop worker in a machine shop in Beijing. There, he met the important women in his life, later his wife, Song Meiyuan, and Song Zhihan's grandmother.
After getting married, Song Jiang finally turned around. He followed a friend he met in the factory workshop and went to the south to do business, where dragons and snakes were mixed. A few years later, he returned to the capital with hundreds of thousands of assets. Regrettably, the friend who went to the south with him to go to the sea was killed by a gang of robbers. And Song Jiang, who almost confessed his life in the south, the scar on his back with the scar of a flowery iron hook is still on his back, lying quietly, telling forever the chaotic era of crazy and full of surprises. .
The so-called not dying in catastrophe, there must be blessings.
Song Jiang, who was in his prime of life, used his hundreds of thousands of assets to start his struggle for the capital of the capital...
The rest of the matter went smoothly. Unlike the home-grown giants in Beijing, Song Jiang killed devils and dealt with the gods of death. There was a blood in his bones that belonged to the Chinese nation. With his aggressive energy, and That innate unique vision, glamorous and beautiful, occupied a place in the upper-class society of the capital.
So, in a blink of an eye it came to the present day.
Mother Song, he seems to be a great figure in the capital.
The head of the four heavenly kings, for him who was born as a beggar, the glory of today is so precious! rare!
The story about grandpa, Song Meiyuan, heard it personally.
To be honest, no more than three people in the entire Song family, old and young, know the history of such an arduous struggle.
So, to my grandfather, Song Meiyuan, is the kind of respect and love that almost looks up.
"Girl, grandpa knows that our family’s marriage tradition has made many people despise. But it’s such a tradition that has allowed our family to grow rapidly from a small nouveau riche to where it is today. From the first day, Grandpa knew that everything was done here. At that time, Grandpa was eager to revitalize the family, so he chose such a crooked way...hehe..." At this point, Grandpa Song gently shook his head and smiled bitterly. a bit.
"Grandpa, Meiyuan understands you." Song Meiyuan looked at Grandpa Song with a firm gaze, "If it weren't for the tradition set by Grandpa, our family would never have the status it is today."
"But...now, this tradition is going to change." At this point, Old Man Song stood up, turned around slightly, and slowly walked to the French windows, looking at the tall and tall buildings outside. Shang's face seemed to be older, and the wrinkled corners of his eyes were filled with a faint smile, "Back then, our Song family was no better than now. As a nouveau riche, the delusion to enter the wealthy upper class is undoubtedly like a mouse crossing the street. Fighting.-Now it’s different. We already have enough contacts, although we can continue to expand. In this way, after decades or even hundreds of years, maybe our Song family will become the largest family in China. Grandpa thought, This has always been what I want the most. But these days, grandpa has figured out a lot of things, and grandpa found... what grandpa really wants is not this..."
Song Meiyuan can hear her, although her grandfather's favorite granddaughter, she rarely sees her grandfather showing such a sentimental melancholy appearance, can't help but subconsciously ask: "Then... Grandpa, what do you really want? What?"
Song old man suddenly smiled when he heard the words, his eyes filled with love, he recovered, and slowly walked to Song Meiyuan's side to sit down again, and then gently stroked the head of his precious granddaughter, kindly Said: "What Grandpa wants most...Of course it is the smile of the baby girl."
"Grandpa!—" Hearing this, Song Meiyuan suddenly choked in her throat, feeling a burst of warmth in her chest. She was caught off guard, tears flowed in her beautiful eyes, and then burst into tears.
Moved, she plunged into Grandpa's arms all at once, just like when she was young, sniffing the smell of old tobacco on Grandpa's body, listening to his grandfather's long history. At this moment, Song Meiyuan was no longer the heroine robber Song Xiaoniu, but a weak girl.
Grandpa has spoken, the family wants to change the tradition, just to make her granddaughter smile.
Song Meiyuan clearly felt this heavy father's love from her grandpa. In fact, Song Meiyuan's father treated his daughter well, but her father was just a mediocre mediocre under the brilliance of the success of Mr. Song Jiang Song. Naturally, he did not have the courage and power of his grandfather. It is true that Song Meiyuan's father, not even the eldest son, is not a direct lineage, let alone the right to say something like "abolish the family marriage policy".
This is the foundation of the Song family. It was founded by Song Meiyuan's grandfather, Song Laozi. If it is to be abolished, he has to do it himself.
"Our family status is already very high now, so we don't need to do anything like marrying and seeking perfection. Grandpa thinks it out clearly that no big ambitions are as important as the happiness of the family." Grandpa Song laughed. Dao, gently wiped away the tears from Song Meiyuan’s face, "Little girl, such a big girl, why are you crying? Wipe it up. For today’s dinner, my grandfather is also expecting my beautiful baby granddaughter to give us the old Song family. It’s uplifting."
"Grandpa, you said me again, your granddaughter is ugly..." Song Meiyuan burst into laughter when she heard grandpa's praise, but her expression was a little sad.
Mother Song is a life-giving character, and his eyes are sharp, and you can see that Song Meiyuan's eyes are deep. ——The girl showed this look, it is clear that her heart belongs to...
"Oh?" Mr. Song smiled, "Girl, tell me, how is that young man?"
"Huh????" Song Meiyuan was taken aback when she heard the words, then a shyness flashed across her face, Hong Xia flew on her cheek, and said coquettishly, "Grandpa~~What are you talking about?"