Born Again: A Journey of Love Rediscovered Novel Chapter 342

After a bumpy journey through clear waters and green mountains, John Qin arrived at the home of Mr. Cao, a typical Chinese courtyard-style villa area.

This villa is bigger than He Yijun's house and smaller than the little rich woman's, but the environment is particularly elegant. When you enter the arch, you can see a small-leaf maple tree not much taller than a person. The top is fiery red, the middle is golden, and there are some at the bottom. Old green.

Master Cao said this is called the Golden Flowing Spring, which means abundant wealth.

"Awesome, no wonder I smelled wealth as soon as I walked in."

John Qin clapped as he followed through the corridor, walked around the courtyard to the front door of the courtyard, and found a pair of wood-carved couplets on both sides of the front wall, with black background and gold paint, which read "The north-south journey is full of spring breeze and travels thousands of miles, and the east-west gallops lightly". If you lose your smile, you will enter thousands of homes.

John Qin nodded, guessing that Lao Cao's family should be in the transportation business. If not, this couplet would look awkward in the reception area of the vestibule.

"Lao John, please take some photos." Charles Cao suddenly pointed to his yard.

John Qin's head hurt after hearing this: "You're pretending to be cool, right? To tell you the truth, I've seen bigger and better ones."

"I want you to post it after you finish the photo shoot, and write down that you are coming to Master Cao's house on the 11th, or something like that. I haven't seen my yard boss Ren Lao Zhou, nor have anyone in my class seen it!"

"No shooting."

"Don't make me kneel down to beg for mercy!" Charles Cao frowned and glared.

John Qin felt that Lao Cao was really weird. He was obviously a genuine second-generation rich man, but he had to rack his brains to prove that he was a second-generation rich man. The key was that he looked nothing like it.

The really rich second generation is 10% funny. The really rich second generation wants to pretend to be rich. It’s 100% funny. The really rich second generation wants to pretend to be rich but doesn’t even act like it. It’s 100000% funny.

"Brother John, please take a picture of me, otherwise everyone won't know which Master Cao's family is so rich."

"Go away, your looks are not worthy of being in my photo album." John Qin spat at him while standing on the steps of the corridor.

Charles Cao looked unbelieving: "With my looks, I am not qualified? Then who can be qualified? Daniel Wu?"

John Qin chuckled and opened his photo album, which was full of Nancy Feng's photos.

Some are reading novels in the library, some open their mouths to be fed when eating, some listen carefully during class, some are sitting obediently on the boss's chair in 208, some are running forward, and some are big Everyone eats dumplings stupidly on New Year’s Eve.

The most recent one was the day of the welcome party, where she appeared like a fairy in a white gauze dress.

John Qin still used the second-hand Nokia that his father had eliminated. The pixels were not very high, but even the blurry pixels could not stop the glow of the beauty of the prosperous age.

"Look, what qualifications do you have to enter my photo album?"

Charles Cao glanced at him: "Are you showing off your affection?"

John Qin turned off his cell phone: "I'm just used to recording the most beautiful moments in life. It doesn't matter who I photograph."

"So all the beautiful moments in your life are related to Nancy Feng?"

"I'll slap you in the mouth!"

Charles Cao pursed his lips, thinking that Lao John is like this every time. He threatens to use force if he can't say anything, and he is like a reckless man.

After taking the photos, a group of four people entered the Cao family's living room and met Charles Cao's parents.

Charles Cao's mother is not a beautiful woman. She has short hair, but her face is very kind and will not make people feel distant.

Charles Cao's father is also ordinary, about 1.7 meters tall, a little bald, and his Mandarin is not very standard.

But without exception, they were all very enthusiastic. As soon as they saw John Qin, they quickly shook hands and said hello, and asked them if they were tired from the journey.

John Qin also quickly called uncle and aunt, and handed over the wine and tea he bought on the road. He was polite like a junior visiting relatives, saying whatever he asked, and his mouth was very sweet.

You are treated as a son's friend, and a meal is specially prepared at home. John Qin feels that even though he is actually forty years old and has a certain status, he still has to show enough courtesy and respect.

Doing business depends on face, making friends depends on heart, the two cannot be confused.

Even if a person's life is focused on money, there cannot be only interests in his life.

"John Qin, where are you from?"

"Uncle, I'm from Jeju."

"Oh, Jeju, it's a great place. I went to Jeju when I was working as a transporter when I was young. The people there are very welcoming."

After Cao's father finished speaking, he looked at Sun Zhi and Deng Yuan behind John Qin: "Are these two your classmates too? This male classmate... looks a bit mature."

Sun Zhi touched his face: "Uncle, I am a graduate student."

"Okay, okay, they are all highly educated people. Not so good for me. I went to junior high school. Don't be stunned. Come to the table quickly. The food is ready."

The nanny of Charles Cao's family cooked a very sumptuous home-cooked meal for them tonight. It was home-cooked, but it tasted very good and was very filling. It was much better than the business banquets they had at the Kaibin Hotel in the past few days.

One of Cao's mother's mantras is to eat more, and Cao's father's mantra is to come to John Qin, and we will go alone. It is very simple, but full of warmth, which makes John Qin feel a little homesick in his heart.

But while drinking, Cao's father and John Qin began to talk about business.

To Cao's father's expectation, John Qin's understanding of business completely exceeded the limit of what he could understand at his age. There were many things that the two of them had a tacit understanding of without having to explain them clearly.

For example, John Qin has some unique insights into the hidden rules of certain industries, some operational methods, and efficient employee management methods.

The most important thing is that John Qin has many insights into the future development trends of the transportation industry, which coincides with some of the things Cao’s father has been thinking about recently.

"The things taught in the university are really very professional. Why doesn't my Xiaoyu know anything and only knows how to play with the computer every day? Does he skip classes every day in school?"

Charles Cao gnawed on the bone: "?"

After lunch, John Qin planned to say goodbye and go back to the hotel to rest, but Cao's father was a little addicted to chatting and insisted on dragging John Qin away. He wanted to take them around Hang City, chatting while going around.

Cao's father had a stretch Lincoln and a driver. It only took one sentence to tell him how to get around, and even the route was clearly arranged.

"When I was young, I was engaged in long-distance transportation, probably around 1990. I established my own transportation fleet, and later established my own logistics company step by step."

"I worked day and night at that time, so much so that I feel sick when I see the steering wheel, so I hired a driver."

"But I was used to driving a big car and couldn't accept the small space, so I later changed to a longer car."

John Qin nodded and was able to imagine Cao's father's situation at that time.

Because after the Southern Tour speech, many people took the opportunity to start doing business. At that time, the market was in dire straits, and you could make a fortune in basically anything. But to be able to still prosper now shows that Father Cao is very capable.

It is precisely because Cao's father started from scratch and endured hardships that he was very strict in educating Charles Cao. He was not overly pampered, but rather like a tiger father.

If the follow-up industries of Wanzhong and Pintuan can be established, they can cooperate with Cao's father.

After walking around the West Lake and Lingyin Temple, it was already evening when we returned to Cao's house. Cao's mother had prepared another table of food and wine at home.

John Qin and Cao's father continued to chat about business matters, and the conversation became more and more exciting. In the end, even Sun Zhi couldn't help but get involved in the conversation.

When he was young, he worked as a lecturer on health care products. His charlatanism was very much in common with Cao's father, and his answers were just right, making people feel like spring breeze.

Unfortunately, Charles Cao couldn't understand a word of it, and his father kept asking him why he didn't learn anything in college, which made him feel helpless.

Dad, did you admit the wrong person? John Qin is the king of skipping classes!

But Master Cao couldn't refute, because Lao John's business experience was gained through practice. Even if he had thoroughly chewed all the textbooks in college for four years, he would not be able to reach the level of John Qin.

There is a saying that is so easy to read on paper, but I know it needs to be done in detail.

In order not to be cueed, and not to let Lao John act like someone else's child in front of him, Charles Cao just finished the meal and went back to the bedroom to play a game of CF.

After playing a few games, Charles Cao counted the time and felt it was time to end, so he got up and went downstairs, only to meet Deng Yuan who was also unable to interrupt.

"They... aren't over yet? How long has this been?"

Deng Yuan pursed her lips, hesitated for a while and then said, "Master Cao, do you mind if your roommate is your uncle?"

Charles Cao was stunned for a moment, his mind a little confused: "What do you mean?"

"I just went over to deliver drinks, and I heard your father say that he wants to be sworn sworn brother to our boss, or that he wants to be a member of the family. You don't mind that much, do you?"

"John Qin is a piece of shit!"

Charles Cao immediately rushed down the stairs and reached the restaurant with a few clanging steps. He found that John Qin and his father had drunkenly drunk and were about to kneel down and kowtow in front of the second master Guan at home.

Sun Zhi was still beside him happily, just like his mother's witness.

Three minutes later, the mediocre Young Master Cao tried his best to pull his father and roommate away. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and said to his heart, who in the family would understand? I almost had an extra child. Uncle, he is still my roommate, and he is still the most fucking bad guy among my roommates. It’s terrible!

"John Qin, you are such a bitch, you actually want to sworn sworn friends with my father!"

John Qin was really a little drunk. He lay on his side on the sofa and smoothed his hair: "It's the first time I came to your house and I didn't bring any decent gifts. I felt bad about it, so I just wanted to give you an uncle."

Charles Cao had the urge to strangle John Qin to death: "Lao John, your home is in Jeju, right? I will visit you during the winter vacation this year!"

"what ever."

John Qin burped: "I still don't understand. You said it seems to have become a tradition for everyone to worship the statue of Guan Gong, but who did Liu, Guan, and Zhang Taoyuan worship when they became sworn brothers? You can't also worship the statue of Guan Gong, right? ?"