Fall in love with your enemy

Continuing from the last time, Chengcheng and I were talking about my uncle coming to Malaysia. If it was just a conflict of interest, then the family would be connected, so there's nothing to be afraid of, so giving some gifts is fine. The thing to be afraid of is that the other party doesn't want it at all, and wants something else. Even though there have been hurts in the past, I cannot deny that my uncle is still our elder and he protects us most of the time.

But what could possibly happen at home? Chengcheng should be able to handle things on his own. I mentioned the matter of Guan Jingru to my uncle this morning, and his expression showed no sign of a problem. I also called my brother, and his tone was the same as usual. It wasn't my uncle, so who else was worth being so nervous about?

Chengcheng hadn't come around yet, and was still mumbling about her uncle's affairs. After a while, she pulled me again: "But I don't understand, sister, don't you feel unwilling?"

"What are you unwilling to accept?" I was stunned for a moment.

"As for the cooperation, are you willing to give it to your uncle so easily? This was originally ours."

Looking at Chengcheng's look, I could only smile bitterly. In fact, having come to this point, we can't be so stubborn about some things. Unfortunately, I can't use my own standards to demand Chengcheng. In these two lives, I have obtained most of what I wanted, and even if I lost something, it would be completely gone and I would no longer have any hope. But Chengcheng didn't have that. He was always so hopeful. His abilities and his brilliance, everyone told him that they could not be buried, but he always lost them because of the natural pressure from the people around him. It wasn't because he himself was not worthy, so how could he give up?

I could only persuade him with another set of words: "We didn't put in any effort. It was the Song family who recruited us. Your plan can also be used by other companies. It's not a waste. Even if my uncle takes it, he will compensate us with a project of the same value in the future."

"That's true, but if we cooperate with the Song family, we have a lot of freedom. If we cooperate with my uncle... it will become a family dispute again. Besides, these economic interests are still in our Fu family after all the changes. There are still people outside watching us." Cheng Cheng sighed in disappointment and said helplessly.

I was silent for a long time, put down my chopsticks and sighed, still forcing a smile on my face: "Don't worry, my uncle hasn't said anything yet, maybe he's still thinking about it and hasn't made a decision. Besides, it's not that bad to cooperate with my uncle. He doesn't care about us that much. He cooperated with the Song family to transfer his own property, and our transfer in doesn't all fall on our heads. At most, we have gone around in a circle and divided some of it out. If you don't want to socialize, leave all these things to me in the future. Chengcheng, in fact, this matter may also be my fault..."

Cheng Cheng turned around in confusion, with three question marks popping up in his head: "What does this have to do with you?"

"Do you remember what I told you about my aunt?"

"Fu Yuheng?"

I nodded, "Yes, yesterday was her death anniversary. My uncle had fought against Old Fu for her and pushed me into the river. He said he admitted his mistake and forgave me, but I always avoid suspicion at this time. I told you, but maybe there are too many things happening recently and we forgot. A few days ago, I sent a bunch of documents to my uncle. Although Uncle Ji took them back, it doesn't mean that my uncle didn't hear about it. After all, he still values ​​the person who stepped on my life. He is also afraid that I will think too much, so he took the initiative to come here to give me a way out."

"So many years have passed, does it really still matter..." Cheng Cheng muttered helplessly and in confusion.

I indulged Chengcheng in everything else. Chengcheng could think whatever he wanted, but I agreed with my uncle on this one matter. I sat up straight and said seriously, "Chengcheng, if you saw your closest relative turned into a corpse when you were so young, and you had no way or ability to avenge him, you would remember it for the rest of your life."

When Chengcheng saw that I was serious, he stopped talking and lowered his head to eat the rice in the bowl.

I quietly looked at his still young face from a distance, and I had already begun to regret it in my heart. Chengcheng was not ignorant of reason, but he was not on guard in front of me, so he would say whatever he thought of. I interrupted him, and I don’t know how long he would be depressed. He didn’t have many friends, so who else could he talk to except me? He suffered no less than me, and I shouldn’t pass my pain on to him. Even if I felt sorry for my aunt and was heartbroken for my brother in my own story, that was not the life that Chengcheng should have.

"If he wants to cooperate, give it to him. If he gives you a way out, just go along with it. In short, don't resist your uncle too much. There's no need to make both sides unhappy about something you can't win over." I said softly.

Cheng Cheng still didn't look up, just ate in silence. She lowered her head and nodded, and looking at his expression she knew how aggrieved he was.

I stood up and walked towards him. He turned around and hugged me, pressing his cheek against my belly. The summer clothes were thin, and I could quickly feel the traces of my tears. I touched his hair, and somehow I felt more sad than distressed at once. It took me a long time to understand this feeling.

How did he spend his lonely time before I saw him?

How long can I stay with him after I see him.

This feeling is not groundless. My brother told me since I was young that he protected me when I was young, and when I grow up, I will protect the people I want to protect. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to protect anyone completely. The people around me seem to be very pitiful. I can't do anything for them, and I may even cause trouble for them. Why do they still love me so much? I can't figure it out and can't explain it. My sadness is the heartache for them, and also a sigh for my own incompetence.

"Play it safe and don't overthink it. After all, we took on this responsibility when we were young. We don't have any foundation and are far behind our elders. Don't think about whether you are willing to accept it or not. Don't confront them head-on. If something happens, we are family after all, and maybe they will help you. If you offend them thoroughly, they will draw their swords without even telling you. Didn't Master live a safe and stable life? Otherwise, how could we have the confidence to rise in three years?"

"I know this, but you can't be mean to me..."

Me: A question mark appeared and was messy in the wind.

"What am I talking to you about? What are you fussing about? You are a child no matter how old you are, but you are still a child even though you are only two months younger than me! Get up, I am not being mean to you!" I patted his head.

"You obviously have it! Why are you shouting so loudly!" The kid stood up unconvinced. He was a head taller than me and cast a shadow over me. He was silent immediately. Look at the size difference? Who is bullying who?

I am very annoyed. Ever since I found out that this brat is my biological brother, my patience and quality have gradually decreased. I don’t know what’s wrong. Is he a bad luck to me?

Tsk, what bad luck! I was originally a gentle, kind, lovely, innocent and extremely beautiful girl, and it’s all because of him that I’m angry!

"Eat!" I patted him.

After the meal, Chengcheng went to rest for a while. I asked someone to clean up the dishes and asked about my uncle. As usual, he could not easily forget about my aunt's death anniversary even though he came to Malaysia. He was very depressed and could not eat or sleep. He just sat in his study and typed, but he didn't send anything for a long time.

If you can't eat a full meal, you can have some snacks. I went downstairs and bought some fish and chips. When I arrived at my uncle's house, Pei Zhen and the cooks who delivered the food were worried. Pei Zhen was used to it. He told them that if people didn't want to eat, they didn't have to deliver it. He wasn't stupid. If he was hungry, he couldn't find food for himself. But the cooks looked at each other but didn't dare to leave. They said that the lady had given instructions that the third master had a bad stomach and asked him to eat every meal on time.

Well, the unlucky worker met two of the most stubborn and conflicting bosses.

Pei Zhen glanced at me and laughed immediately. He then motioned to the group of people behind him to turn around. Pei Zhen did not avoid them either: "Hey, the sucker is here."

"Uncle Pei, I'm still here!" I pursed my lips and Pei Zhen shrugged.

The chefs breathed a sigh of relief and ran with the dishes. When they passed by me, they asked me to call them if I needed anything. Unfortunately, if there was anything, it was probably because I was busy and could not really use them.

I waited until they left before I walked to the door and poked my head in. Uncle Pei patted my head gently, then turned around and sighed, leaning against the door frame, "Nothing serious, it's just a normal bad mood. I've almost forgotten about it over the years. It's not that serious. I won't throw you into the river."

"Throwing me into the river would be another loss of face. However, the people around me are all pretty good looking these days, so I can't bear to throw any of them away."

Pei Zhen naturally understood what I meant, but as for the Fu family, such things may sound ridiculous to outsiders, but they are nothing surprising inside. It's just a joke.

Pei Zhen took revenge on the spot, but he also played a joke on me. He grabbed my wrist with one hand and put the other hand on my back, told me to face the door, and pushed me in with a smile! My uncle was startled by the noise. He looked up at me, and when he saw Pei Zhen making a face at him, he knew what it meant. He smiled helplessly, lowered his head and went back to thinking about the computer.

I waited until they were gone, then I tiptoed behind my uncle and covered his eyes quietly: "Guess who I am."

"Pig." said my uncle.

I was so angry that I patted his shoulder and said, "I am a pig and you are Uncle Pig! Our whole family are pigs!"

"You were the one who thought your uncle was blind. How could I not see you coming in through the front door? And you still want to guess who you are." The uncle smiled and seemed not to be too affected by the anniversary of his death.

I hugged him from behind, and only when I felt the coldness on my body could I sense that he was still affected.

I hugged him and pressed him against my uncle. He didn't react at all. I glanced at the contents on the computer, which were just some accounts of Yingjing Resort. They were not very big. It was a small business and there was no need for my uncle to check the accounts, let alone check them for so long. I took a French fry from behind and fed it to him: "Try it. The ones I just bought are delicious."

I stuffed my food in a hurry, and my uncle had no choice but to open his mouth to eat even though he was disgusted. He took a few bites and swallowed them, then pulled a stool over to the side for me to sit down. "Aunt, didn't I tell you to eat less junk food? Do you know whether the ingredients you buy outside are fresh or not and what kind of oil is used? The food at home is not delicious? Just ask your family to cook what you want to eat."

"Then I have to bring it back to show Auntie how to make it. Besides, I've already bought it, so I can't let it go to waste after I learn it, right?" I said coquettishly in a soft tone, then pulled the stool closer, pulled his arm to hold it, and couldn't type anymore. My uncle rolled his eyes and sighed, but it didn't affect my thick skin: "Then just tell me if it tastes good or not."

"It's fine. If you have something to say, just tell me. Especially since you've caused trouble this late, it's hard for me to handle it."

"If I get into trouble, will you not tell my brother?"

The uncle stretched out his hand to push up his glasses, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "No, I will report it immediately, and then rush you back to the country before your brother calms down. I will never let you escape this beating."

I frowned and said, "My brother calmed down in two hours. It takes more than ten hours to fly back from Malaysia."

"Oh." The uncle raised his head and thought for a while: "Then I will go through some old accounts and try to make him live for the full fourteen hours."

"You really are a bully!"

"Then you still come to me?"

I gritted my teeth and held my breath as I punched him lightly: "I came here to ask you! Why did you come to me suddenly?"

"What were you talking about? Do you think I want to come? I was having a good vacation when suddenly I heard the news that you were going abroad too. I thought that kid was going alone. If he got into trouble, I wouldn't bother to care, but you chose to join in the fun. It's rare to go on a long journey, so there must be someone to go with you, right? I originally wanted to ask your second uncle to come, but who knew that old man had gone to some mountain valley to practice Taoism, and I couldn't contact him at all. I had no choice but to come here." The uncle waved his hands helplessly.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

"You came to see me and gave my men bonuses at the same time? It's almost as much as the salary I give you!"

"Didn't you say that you're bringing so many people that the budget for food, clothing, housing and transportation is almost exhausted? I'll help you out."

"I don't need that little bit of money, you make me look stingy!"

"You are very stingy to begin with. Although your original salary is not low, it is your first time traveling far away. Forget about the bodyguards provided by your family. You have seen the world before with others. The people around you must be subsidized. The housekeeper, cook, driver, and nanny, they all do their own things at home, but they have to obey when they go out. Teamwork always has contradictions, too much uncertainty, sometimes one way and sometimes the other. Solving this and mediating is bullshit. They will be happy if you pay them more. Did you see their faces when I just went out? They were very enthusiastic."

I laughed and said, "For half a month, the salary is not counting the food and clothing, and the bonus is 88,000. I am happy to receive it suddenly, but I have prepared a copy to give out when I get back. You are interrupting my plan! No, I will give it out when I get back. I can't appear stingy."

"If you put it that way, you're not too stingy. OK, I underestimated you. When you're out, you still can't be stingy with your money. No matter where you go, spending money is always the most effective. People will only care about you if they do things for you. Just talking about the chef at home, I've always wondered why the food my chef cooks is always delicious one day and weird the next. But it didn't happen often, so I didn't care. It wasn't until I moved in to Xie Yushu and lived there for a while that I remembered that your chef's salary is the same as mine, but he's very active every day. I thought it was a mentality problem at first, and I asked him to leave. But after staying at my house for a while, he became the same as mine. Later, I asked your father how he managed people, and I found out that he made a rule."

"What rules?" I asked.

"You don't know it's your own home?" The uncle was quite surprised.

But I am speechless. There are so many rules in my family, but I don’t need to follow them. Why should I remember them?

So he decisively chose to ask back: "Uncle, do you remember what the twenty-fourth rule of the old house's ranch management is?"

"How should I know? I don't herd."

I seized the opportunity and put on a serious expression, leaning close to him and saying, "How would I know since I don't cook?"