CEO Get Rich Road

After entering the room, Mu Chutong seemed to remember something, and said, "Didn't we just play chess? Why did we fall asleep?"

Jiuman also smiled: "I want to ask you too!"

Mu Chutong scratched his head and said, "It's probably because I'm too tired from working on projects recently! I go to bed late every day!"

"Why are you so tired?" Jiuman signaled Mu Chutong to sit down on the armchair, and said, "Anyway, you can do whatever you want with this project, and you won't lose money!"

"How can this kind of thing be done casually?" Mu Chutong was not polite, and sat down on the chair, "I only have this hope left in my hand now!"

Jiu Man sat down on another chair, and the two of them were separated by a tea table.Jiuman took the tin pot to catch the mountain spring water flowing from the faucet for drinking tea, and said, "This will definitely make money."

Mu Chutong looked at the clear spring water flowing from the faucet, and stared blankly: "But how can you make money in business?"

"If you don't make any money, I'll pay you back." Seeing that the tin pot was full, Jiuman tightened the tap.

The water in the faucet was cut off, so Mu Chutong turned his gaze back to Jiuman's face, and put on a smile: "How can this be? Didn't Brother Jiuman say that if I can't take advantage of such a good opportunity, then I What kind of business are you doing? Why don’t you just go home and eat shit! How can you have the face to reason with Brother Jiuman?”

Jiuman turned on the electric ceramic stove and put the tin pot on the stove to heat it up. Then he glanced at Mu Chutong and said with a smile, "Of course. But others can go home and eat shit, but you can't."

"Uh..." Mu Chutong's heart sank, "Yes, it's not that I don't have shit to eat, it's that I'm homeless."

Jiuman listened sideways to the sound of water rolling in the tin pot, but did not answer.

Mu Chutong probably felt that his words were a bit heavy, which made the atmosphere unhappy, so he immediately jokingly cheered up the atmosphere: "But where is eating shit not eating? I can guarantee this."

"You said your mother sang Kunqu Opera?" Jiuman asked suddenly, "Then can you go back to your mother's place?"

"My mother is dead." Mu Chutong said, "Brother." His tone was actually resentful.Mu Chutong himself was a little surprised when he heard it, and he couldn't imagine that he would actually speak to Jiuman in such a tone.He could even imagine that Jiuman would sneer and say in the next second, "It's none of my business if your mother dies, grandma's, bad luck."

Unexpectedly, Jiu Man only said, "Oh, sorry about that."

The tone is flat and gentle.

When the water in the tin pot was boiled, Jiu Man began to boil the tea.Mu Chutong looked at Jiuman's unskilled movements, and then he seemed to remember the sense of disobedience that he had been feeling since he just came here - someone else always boiled water and made tea for Jiuman, how could Jiuman make it himself? Tea?

Mu Chutong was startled, immediately stood up and said, "Brother, let me come!"

"Sit down!" Jiuman shouted.

Mu Chutong sat down immediately, sitting down as soon as he said, as obedient as a well-trained golden retriever.

Jiuman said angrily, "I can't even boil tea now? Do you think I'm useless?"

"It's not a 'useless person', it's a 'noble person'." Mu Chutong said with a smile, "This kind of thing is better for a small person like me."

"When did your mother die?" Jiuman asked suddenly.

Mu Chutong showed a distressed expression, thought for a while, and then said, "I don't really remember. It should be when I was [-] or [-] years old?"

"You bastard, you don't even know when your mother died?" Jiuman talked about life and death in a very flat and almost relaxed tone, but it didn't make things look so sad and heavy.

Mu Chutong smiled helplessly: "Hey, I probably don't remember what happened when I was a child."

"Is thirteen or fourteen years old considered young?" Jiuman looked at Mu Chutong, "I don't think you want to say, just perfunctory me!"

"How dare I?" Mu Chutong almost swore, "I really don't remember. I might be a fool."

Jiuman poured a bowl of tea for Mu Chutong and said, "I think so too."

Mu Chutong naturally concealed something from Jiuman, but Jiuman did not continue to ask.

As for the truth, it is actually not far from the "fool".As a child his spirit went up and down, so his memory of childhood is incomplete.It was only later that I found out that it was because the wife of my uncle's house had arranged for someone to give him medicine.The mother found out the truth and risked her life to bring the evidence to the head of the uncle's family.The patriarch of the uncle's family allowed Mu Chutong to receive treatment, and Mu Chutong gradually recovered his sanity and became a normal person. Apart from the loss of childhood memories, there were no obvious sequelae.

But Mu Chutong also understood from an early age that only when he has strength can he stand straight.

Getting rich is the most important thing.Getting rich is the most important thing.

The rainy day that lasted for a month finally passed, and Mu Chutong took care of everything and prepared to go to Nanxiang to get rich.As for Jiuman, it is naturally impossible for him to go to that backcountry to open a road with him, and he must return to his old nest, the Crow Mansion.

Mu Chutong actually felt a little bit reluctant in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud, so he took a small gift box and ran to Jiuman's residence, saying that he wanted to say goodbye to him, and with a flattering attitude, thanked him for his kindness. Take care, give him a gift, put your hands together, and say: "Small care, it's not a respect!"

Jiuman took the small gift box and did not open it face to face, but said, "Are you going to Nanxiang by yourself?"

Mu Chutong replied: "No, Wu Erya and the others are going too, and it's good to be together on the journey."

Jiuman said, "Is there no problem with the manpower?"

"Of course, there are people in my company, but they don't go on the same road as me. After confirming that the project is to be launched, I have already invited them to go and prepare first. According to their feedback, the work has been completed well." Mu Chutong replied.

But Jiuman said: "Okay, pay attention to yourself. It's a poor place, and I've been there too. In fact, the folk customs there are not simple, and it's not very safe."

"Thank you, brother, for your concern. I've expected this." Mu Chutong said with a smile, "Besides, isn't there a brother there now?"

"Yes, I was going to talk about this." Jiuman picked up the phone and pushed a business card for Mu Chutong to add him as a friend, "This is the little boss from Nanxiang. When you arrive, he will pick you up. You If you have any difficulties there, just talk to him. He will help you. If there is anything he can’t help, you can contact me directly.”

Jiuman's SNS has been in Mu Chutong's address book for several years, but their conversation information is still empty.Jiuman definitely wouldn't send him anything, and he didn't dare to send Jiuman a message, and he didn't dare to send blessings during the Chinese New Year.Because I heard that Jiuman is the most annoying when people send him blessings, and his mobile phone buzzing for a long time turned out to be a big deal-"Damn it," Jiuman always said, "Send A blessing from a ball? Give me money directly!"

Mu Chutong was about to leave, but Jiuman picked up the gift box, weighed the inside, and said, "What's inside?"

Mu Chutong smiled and replied, "What could it be? Brother, you'll know if you open it up and have a look. But I don't know if you'll like it!"

Jiuman opened the gift box, and saw that it was a thousand pure gold chain, to be precise, it was a keel chain made of pure gold, and the chain buckle was held by two finely carved pure gold dragon heads, exquisite workmanship and extraordinary style.The craftsmanship is naturally better than the snake bone gold chain that he usually wears for a long time, but it is not as thick and heavy as the one he usually wears, probably more value is reflected in the craftsmanship.

Jiuman weighed the necklace and said, "This is lighter than what I usually wear."

Mu Chutong smiled and said, "Yes, for the health of the cervical spine..."

Jiuman chuckled and said, "Okay. Got it."

This necklace is so exquisite, and it's not the style that Mu Chutong usually wears. Obviously, he prepared it early in the morning.Indeed, Mu Chutong had prepared this gift before he came, intending to honor his eldest brother at the right time.

Jiuman waved to Lion Heart, told him to bring a sandalwood box, handed it to Mu Chutong, and said, "Okay, I can't take yours for nothing. This is for you."

Mu Chutong hurriedly took the box with both hands, but didn't dare to open it, so he could only say, "How can this be? I respect you, that's what I should!"

"Why should you honor me? Am I your father?" Jiuman waved his hand, "Take it quickly! Don't act like that!"

"Yes, yes." Mu Chutong nodded repeatedly, "Thank you Brother Jiuman."

Jiuman said again: "If you don't open it and have a look, how will you know if you like it or not?"

Mu Chutong quickly replied: "Brother Jiuman's stuff, how can it be bad? How can I not like it?"

"Humph. Go." Jiuman seemed a little displeased, and turned his face away.

Mu Chutong saw that the big brother's expression was not right, so he immediately agreed to go on.With the box in his arms, he walked all the way back to the guest house, like a little mouse who has stolen cheese, he was a little panicked and cautious, he closed the door tightly, looked around, and then quietly opened the box.

"What will Jiuman give me?" Mu Chutong opened the box slowly enough for him to think wildly, "Could it be a big gold chain for me too?"

When the box was opened, it was indeed golden, but it was a lacquered folding fan, which was exactly the one that Jiuman taught him that day.Mu Chutong's heart moved, he picked up the fan, and looked at it carefully. He saw that the bones of the fan were particularly delicate, and there was a line of words engraved on it: "Cherish the flowers and hurt the little golden bell".

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Regarding the phrase "cherishing flowers and hurting the little golden bell" updated yesterday, the first article from Baidu seems to say that "golden bell" means "golden lotus" (referring to women's feet), so someone left a message saying that Jiuman has big feet and don't want them Face!But in fact, I always thought that this sentence was taken from the allusion of King Ning Xihua's family of golden bells.It is "at the beginning of Tianbao, when King Ning came to spring, he sewed red silk as a rope in the back garden, densely decorated with golden bells, and tied it to the top of the flower. I don't know which one is right, but I wrote it according to this understanding...