Zhutian: Since I was a child, I have been happy to be a father

July.

Even Qiao Yicheng was greatly affected by his sister's outburst.

Needless to say, I asked him to help me get autographs. There was also a provincial TV program, and I contacted him, hoping to invite Qiao Simei to be a guest on the program.

Of course Qiao Yicheng did not agree immediately.

He doesn't need to worry so much. At worst, he won't let his sister be affected if he doesn't do this job.

Even in this way, his life will be better.

After all, what job can be more comfortable than being the son of a billionaire?

"Okay, I'm an independent music studio, so I don't have to listen to the record company's arrangements. I'll come back to Jinling to find you after the vacation."

Qiao Simei agreed to her eldest brother.

There is nothing to say, brothers and sisters should help each other.

With the help of her and her father, as well as the big brother's own efforts, his upper limit will definitely be higher.

"Okay, your sister-in-law and I will pick you up at the airport then."

In early July last year, Jinling Lukou Airport was opened to air traffic, so you can fly directly back to Jinling from Hong Kong Island.

The Nanjing-Shanghai Expressway was also opened to traffic two years ago.

Therefore, Wen Ju'an can drive to Shanghai to see his mother at any time. This is faster than taking the train. After all, there is no need to stop and wait for passengers.

As for the high-speed rail, we still have to wait a few more years.

"Brother, why don't you and your sister-in-law come to Hong Kong Island too! Don't do any TV station jobs anymore. It's just such a small salary, what's the point!"

Qiao Simei really couldn't figure out why the eldest brother didn't want to follow his father, but was particularly interested in working at the TV station?

Even if he loves this job and is happy doing it, there is no need to do this! Wouldn't you be happy if you followed your dad?

Qiao Simei was happy anyway. She would never leave her father and give him up to Sun Xiaomo and her children.

"Is this a matter of salary? Just like yourself, why don't you let your father find you a leisurely job, instead let him praise you as a singer? We don't have to worry about material conditions, then we have to work hard on ourselves Realization of value. You want to be a singer, and I also want to be a producer. We are all working hard for our dreams."

Of course Qiao Yicheng knew very well that his future would be better if he followed his father's lead.

But in the financial field, no matter how hard he works, he will never be able to achieve or even surpass his father's achievements.

Instead of doing this, it is better to make your own results on another track.

Anyway, with my father's personality, he will not treat him and Ju'an badly in the future. There is no need for him to fight for the family property and he can just live his own life with peace of mind.

"Okay, I won't advise you. But you can't stay in Aurous Hill all the time. You have to come over to see dad when you are free. You can't let him come back to Aurous Hill to see you every time."

Naturally, Qiao Simei has no intention of fighting for the family property, but she will not refuse to fight for her father's love.

Yes, her mother doesn't love her father as much as Sun Xiaoma and Aunt Wen. But she is also her father's biological daughter, and she will not let her two younger brothers and one younger sister exclusively dote on her.

She is also jealous, and it is very strong. Every time she sees her father interacting with her younger siblings, she will think of the fact that she did not receive her father's love until she was four years old.

It's a pity that she is a grown up girl now and can no longer act like a spoiled child like her younger sister Qiao Jin.

‘Time flies so fast! I really wish I could go back to the past. ’

Qiao Simei couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The father was carrying her on his back and holding her sister's hand. The happy time of father and daughter walking through the streets seemed like yesterday.

"I know! This Spring Festival, I will go to Hong Kong Island to accompany my dad."

After listening to his sister's words, Qiao Yicheng did not refute, because he rarely took the initiative to find his father, which was somewhat outrageous.

Fortunately, Ju'an is free and can often talk to his father, which is a filial piety for his son.

"Okay, our family will celebrate the New Year on Hong Kong Island this year."

Qiao Simei agreed to the proposal.

In her opinion, Hong Kong Island is much more interesting than Jinling... This is normal. She has played all over Jinling since she was a child.

***

In early August, international hot money once again sold the Hong Kong dollar and shorted the Hang Seng Index futures contract.

In mid-August, the Hang Seng Index fell to 6,600 points, and the official exit was immediate.

Chen Tao started to go long at the same time, buying a large number of stocks and Hang Seng Index contracts.

This is a sure-fire investment.

Sure enough, by the time the market closed at 28 pm on the th two weeks later, the Hang Seng Index had stabilized above points, and Chen Tao made another small profit.

After that, his attention shifted to serious investment.

And naturally there will be more free time.

I even had the leisure to accept an interview with economic news.

This day is a day off.

Song Qingyuan invited guests to dinner.

In addition to Qiao Yicheng, there is also his hair Xiao Xiang Nanfang.

The latter is young and young, but he is already the executive deputy director of the Municipal Propaganda and Sichuan Department. And she looks pretty and cute, and has a great personality.

In the original plot, if she hadn't been delayed by work, it wouldn't have been Qiao Yicheng's turn to marry her.

Of course, in this world, she and Qiao Yicheng have no chance, but there is no problem in becoming good friends.

In fact, they got to know each other through an interview as early as the end of last year. And today’s meal is not the first time for the three of them to drink.

Yes, Xiang Nanfang drinks, and he is quite good at it. Even her younger brother Song Qingyuan is no match for her, let alone the weakling Qiao Yicheng.

Still a "sister" hotel.

The three of them didn't ask for a private room. They were just in the hall, enjoying the noisy atmosphere and laughing about the interesting things they encountered.

Xiang Nanfang also had some favorable impressions of Qiao Yicheng. He thought he was gentle and upright and not like a gangster, so he was willing to make friends with him.

In fact, Qiao Yicheng's ability to gain Song Qingyuan's approval already made Xiang Nanfang look highly upon him.

Unfortunately, he is married and has a child.

Xiang Nanfang couldn't help but feel a little troubled. He felt that finding a partner was more difficult than finding a job. It was really unreasonable!

"One percent, one percent..."

Song Qingyuan suddenly reminded his good friend.

"What, what's wrong?"

Qiao Yicheng was drinking too much and had difficulty concentrating.

"TV! Uncle Qiao is on TV!"

"Which Uncle Qiao? We didn't interview him, did we?"

"That's your dad!"

Song Qingyuan's words made Xiang Nanfang laugh out loud, and then he looked up to read the news.

First there was a flash of a modern large flat-floor office, and then the camera cut to a screen full of red and green numbers, and at the same time there was a background sound:

"On the 28th of last month, the long-short war in Hong Kong stocks came to an end. We were fortunate to invite one of the witnesses, Mr. Qiao from Red Coast Capital Group, to analyze the inside story of this capital war for us."

The camera once again cuts back to the internal footage of Daohong'an Capital.

"Red Coast Capital is a powerful venture capital group that is always committed to helping entrepreneurial companies and providing resources and experience to its members."

"Under the leadership of Mr. Qiao, in just a few years, Red Bank Capital has become famous for its advanced management concepts and unique strategic vision, and has become a model for many peers to follow."

After two paragraphs of conversation, the camera finally cut to Chen Tao's office.

Chen Tao is wearing a suit and leather shoes, looking at the camera with a smile.

What Song Qingyuan saw before was a photo, but now it was an image.

Qiao Yicheng was sober for the most part: "It's really my dad! Why is he on TV?"

Xiang Nanfang said in surprise: "Isn't your dad too young?"

Her father's age should be older than Qiao Yicheng's.

But the uncle on TV is clearly in his early forties, or even younger. How could he be Qiao Yicheng's father?

"Don't say you can't believe it. I still can't believe it, that a man in his fifties can be so young. Uncle Qiao takes good care of himself!"

After saying that, Song Qingyuan smiled again and said:

"You must not know yet, right? Uncle Qiao's pen name was Guan Hai. Do you still remember? You threw his novel at my house and I got scolded!"

Xiang Nannan was shocked.

She did read the novels written by Guan Hai back then, but she did not take them home. But the writer I like is actually the father of my good friend? What a coincidence!

No wonder Guan Hai stopped writing books. He has become a capitalist, so why should he write?

The three of them watched TV intently.

Soon, Chen Tao finished talking about the various reasons for the crisis... Qiao Yicheng and others could understand what he said, but they couldn't imagine the specific situation. After all, the lines were separated by mountains.

After the professional questions were finished, only a few minutes of small talk remained.

"Mr. Qiao, according to surveys by relevant business organizations, you have earned more than one billion U.S. dollars during this financial crisis. Is it really that much?"

A billion dollars?

As soon as this question came up, it immediately attracted the attention of all diners.

On the TV, Chen Tao was talking nonsense like Humphrey: "Haha, of course I also hope to earn so much money! But my current work focus is still on venture capital-related business, and I will not be inclined to high-income earners. Venture capital. So, there’s no way I’m going to make a billion dollars.”

Impossible, not impossible.

The reporter naturally understood, but he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he smiled and asked another question:

"It is said that Qiao Simei, a newcomer who became popular when she debuted in the music industry, is your daughter. Is this true?"

Chen Tao did not deny: "Simei is indeed my biological daughter. She has loved singing and dancing since she was a child, so as a father, I will give her all the help she needs and support the career she loves. I hope she can live forever hapiness."

The reporter smiled and said, "You will definitely feel happy and relieved to have such an outstanding daughter as Miss Simei, right?"

Chen Tao smiled and nodded.

Qiao Yicheng's cell phone also rang.

It was Qiao Simei calling.

"Brother, I'm in Shanghai. I'll take the bus back to Jinling tomorrow. You don't need to pick me up."

"Okay... did you know that our dad was on TV? He also mentioned you."

"Of course I know! I was at the company that day... Hehe, how about it? Dad's favorite is me, right?"

"I think it's Sanli... you just make him worry, so he takes special care of you."

"certainly not!"

(End of this chapter)