The daughter-in-law of a wealthy family does not lie flat

"Jun Lin, didn't you say you wanted to go out and have some fun? Have you decided where to go?"

"Well, I only have a few days to spare. Let's go to Hong Kong or Macau for some fun! Mom, give me some money."

Ming Sicun glared at him and said, "You have quite a bit of pocket money, why do you want more money?"

Fu Junlin went over to his mother and said, "I'm not going on a special forces trip, so of course I have to spend more. I'll go around and see things, and buy gifts for everyone if I see something they like."

Fu Daishi never gave her children any trouble with money. "I'll transfer you in a minute. Don't bother your mother anymore! You're already grown up. It's time for you to find a girlfriend. It's not good for you to cling to your mother like this. Seriously, son, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No! Why do you keep asking?"

Ming Sicun was caught off guard by Gan Meng's incident, which disrupted his plan. He was extra careful about Jun Lin's marriage. Although it was too early to talk about marriage now, he couldn't have a messy girlfriend.

"Son, let me tell you, you have to marry a virtuous woman. I absolutely do not approve of a messy person as my daughter-in-law. Look at your sister-in-law. This is the standard. I have absolutely no objection to you marrying a lady from a famous family like your sister-in-law."

When Lu Qing heard Ming Sicun mention her, she smiled and said, "Mom, you really flatter me. However, nowadays, people emphasize freedom in marriage and love. Maybe Jun Lin has his own standards for choosing a spouse."

Ming Sicun saw that the Pu'er tea was almost cooked, so he poured some tea for Fu Daishi. "No matter how times change, I still believe in the saying that a good match should be made! It's not just that my mom is old-fashioned. People who have been married before agree with this saying. If you don't believe me, ask your dad."

Fu Daishi took the tea and agreed, "Your mother is right. It's important to marry someone of equal status. It's not that we look down on others. We are just a middle-class family. It's just that our family conditions are too different. The differences in background, education, and living habits are too great. It's troublesome to get along with each other!"

Fu Junlin was impatient, "Why are you talking about me now? Should I get married? Maybe I will be single for the rest of my life!"

Fu Daishi laughed and said, "It seems that everyone said this when they were children, that they would never get married, and when they met someone they liked, they would want to get rid of their parents and start a small family. Jun Lin, I am waiting to see if you will get married when you meet someone you like. Yan Heng, I ate a little too much tonight, you can play a game of chess with me to help digest it."

Fu Yanheng agreed.

Ming Sicun laughed, "You are so good, you use the art of Go as food for digestion!"

Seeing that the rain outside had almost stopped, Lu Qing asked Jun Lin to take her back to the East Building, saying that she had an English translation book for him.

Fu Junlin supported Lu Qing and walked slowly. The air after the rain seemed to have the smell of earth and grass.

"Jun Lin, are you going on this trip alone?"

"No, there are two other classmates."

"That's fine. Safety first, you understand?"

"Sister-in-law, I've traveled alone before, don't worry! But you look so tired just by looking at you, you must take care of yourself."

When they reached the study room on the second floor, Lu Qing took out a book and handed it to him, "You like translation, right? This one is recommended by translators."

Jun Lin took the book and said, "Sister-in-law, this debate will have a very good impact. If it weren't for your support, I wouldn't have done well. Thank you so much!"

"You are really willing to work hard and put your heart into it. If I don't sponsor you, you can find other sponsors. I also took the opportunity to promote our company. It's a win-win situation. What's wrong with that? Don't thank me all the time!"

Fu Junlin took the book back to his room. He couldn't wait to open the book and found a check inside for 100,000 yuan. A small note also fell out, "Old people often say that a poor family makes a rich journey. I hope you will pay attention to safety and health. This is a small token of my appreciation. It will be used as travel expenses."

Fu Junlin carefully collected the check.

Here, Fu Yanheng was playing chess with his father. Fu Daishi saw that his son looked a bit frivolous, so he couldn't help but remind him, "You had a good start in this game. If you played steadily, you would have a chance to beat me. But you started to make random moves halfway through. Now looking at the situation, I'm still slightly ahead of you."

Fu Yanheng quickly replied, "My father is an excellent chess player. I am ashamed to say that I am not as good as him."

Fu Daishi stood up and said, "What's the difference between playing chess and being a human being? A few wrong moves can determine half of a person's life, so don't make any mistakes."

Fu Yanheng agreed and went back.

As soon as I went up to the east building, I heard the music of the guqin coming from Lu Qing's study. I gently opened the door of the study and saw Lu Qing practicing calligraphy.

"The ancient alley is deep, the sound of the piano is far away, and the endless rain falls on the eaves.

Quietly appreciating the scenery in the rain, a beautiful woman has already entered my dream. "

Fu Yanheng recited it softly, "Great, Luqing, you also have the talent to write poetry?! I've seen you write before, but I've never seen you compose poetry. It's great, on this rainy night, listening to the guqin and watching you write poetry, it's really a joy in life."

Lu Qing said, "This is just something I wrote casually, it's hard to call it a poem."

"It's rare to see you writing. Why did you think of writing tonight?"

Lu Qing did not answer, but picked up the pen and wrote four more words, "The heart knows."

After finishing writing, he smiled and said, "You and Dad play chess to digest it, and I will write to digest it. Okay, now you can sleep! I'm going to wash up."

After that, he went to wash up, as if he had thought of something, "By the way, when will your gallery be completed? Do you want me to help? I'd like to visit it someday and learn from it."

Fu Yanheng paused and said, "Oh, the gallery will be finished soon, right? I don't go there very often, I'll just leave it to my subordinates. It's just an art investment. It has a strong smell of newly renovated art, so don't go there."

"Have you decided on a name?"

"I'm still thinking about it. How about imitating Gao Guxuan's name, for example, Shiyuxuan. It's so poetic on a rainy night like tonight."

Lu Qing nodded. "Gagosian is translated as Gaoguxuan to cater to the naming habits of the Chinese. I prefer Hauser & Wirth, which means Haussworth, representing a couple. But it's up to you. What's the big deal about the name? A rose will smell just as sweet no matter what the name is."

After saying that, he went to wash up. Fu Yanheng faintly heard a sigh, and then he suspected that he had heard it wrongly.

At night, Lu Qing lay in bed with her eyes open, unable to sleep.

The information I received in the email in the afternoon was very detailed, and all the information about the gallery was listed. In addition to the investment amount, shareholding ratio, there was also a list of staff members and basic background checks on these staff members.

Lu Qing admired the other party's ability to investigate to this extent in such a short time.

The investigator seemed to understand what Lu Qing wanted to know, and listed the times Fu Yanheng went to the gallery every day. He usually went there at noon, had lunch with the staff, went again after work in the afternoon, and then went out for social events or returned to the mansion.

In the personnel list, the gallery manager's name was bolded and blackened, because Lu Qing was afraid that she wouldn't be able to see it.

Even in this situation, Lu Qing still felt a sense of black humor.