210 Could you please stop doing this?
The next day.
Ye Chen was woken up by a phone call.
After seeing the note from Zhao Jiwei on the caller ID.
Ye Chen was suddenly surprised.
If I remember correctly.
Zhao Jiwei, the second-generation coal miner, didn't seem to have called me very often. "Jiwei, what's wrong?"
Yawning, Ye Chen turned over and got out of bed and said with a smile.
"Oh my, Xiaoye, you just woke up now! The voice coming from the other side was not Zhao Jiwei's.
However, Ye Chen could immediately recognize the strong Shanxi accent.
"Are you Uncle Zhao?" Ye Chen said.
After the last antique auction ended and we said goodbye at the door of Triumph Hotel.
He had never had any contact with this local rich man. He didn't expect that the other party would call him at this moment.
"Haha, that's me!" Zhao Qian laughed loudly. "Uncle Zhao, what's the matter?"
Ye Chen was amused, mainly because Zhao Qian's voice was so funny.
"You people in Jiangzhou like to drink tea and eat snacks. I would like to drink tea, eat snacks and chat with you. How about it? Are you free?" Zhao Qian said.
Drink tea? Eat snacks?
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.
Although Zhao Qian, this local rich man, looks like an unreliable rascal.
But Ye Chen didn't think that the other party was the kind of person who had nothing to do and was stupid.
Otherwise, he, who started his fortune by mining coal, would not have been able to stand firm among the ranks of wealthy local tycoons for so many years.
On the contrary, although Zhao Qian seems to have no legitimate business, he is richer than many nouveau riche.
The simplest point is to look at Zhao Jiwei.
There is not even a trace of those qualities of a second-generation nouveau riche in Zhao Jiwei.
Therefore, from the perspective of his children's education alone, we can tell that Zhao Qian is by no means just a nouveau riche who got lucky.
Now, it has been so many days since the last antique exchange meeting. He suddenly invited me out, it must be more than just a simple tea.
"Okay, I'm free, where do you want to go, Uncle Zhao?"
After thinking for a while, Ye Chen smiled.
"White Swan Hotel, VVIP Cathay Pacific room, how about it!" Zhao Qian said.
But when he mentioned VVIP, Ye Chen almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
"Uncle Zhao, I hope you didn't buy the White Swan Hotel again?" Ye Chen couldn't help but teasingly said.
He felt that Zhao Qian should have thought about this matter.
Because in his previous life, Zhao Qian had been carrying on the nouveau riche style of spending lavishly for decades.
But at this time, this was just a joke. After all, the background of the White Swan was there, and it was not something that could be bought just by saying so.
"Hahaha, I do want to buy it, but the seller won't sell it to me! You know what, I did ask someone, but they flatly refused me, so I had to give up!" Zhao Qian laughed.
"Haha, OK, White Swan, right? I'll be there in a minute!"
Ye Chen smiled knowingly.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come over, Xiaoye!" Then he hung up the phone.
At the entrance of the White Swan Hotel at this time.
A new Rolls-Royce was parked in the back seat.
Zhao Jiwei had a look of despair on his face.
"Dad, can you please stop doing this? Do you really want to live with the word "nouveau riche" for the rest of your life? Can't you change your nouveau riche's words and deeds? Temperament, can we develop in the direction of temperament?" Zhao Jiwei took back the phone and said helplessly.
"Change? Why should I change? I can't change it either! I'm just a peasant who didn't finish junior high school. I've achieved my current career by standing at the forefront of luck and relying on my determination to rather work myself to death than die of poverty and starvation. From the very beginning, the word "nouveau riche" has been engraved in my bones. Can I change it just by saying so? Besides, why should I change? I do what I want, and people can only call me a nouveau riche in private. If I really change to be something weird, and talk about that useless temperament, how can I talk about nobility and dignity? Wouldn't that be like a wolf pretending to be big and powerful? Even if a pig's nose is stuck with an onion, it can't become an elephant!"
Zhao Qian said seriously, "Son, your dad knows that nouveau riche is not a good adjective, but he is just like that. Without the foundation of being a noble, he can do whatever he wants. I am not afraid of people calling me a nouveau riche. You can say whatever you want. If you really want to pursue a certain temperament, look at your dad like this. Is he the kind of person who has a noble temperament? However, I know this is not a good thing, so I spared no effort to let you go to an aristocratic school and make high-end connections. Son, just figure yourself out. Your dad... you don't need to care!"
Zhao Qian obviously had no intention of stopping, and continued, "In the past, Dad always let you bear the title of the son of a nouveau riche. I don't know if it was difficult for you, and I don't know if it made you laugh. But Dad couldn't do anything about it. As for the two words rich and noble, Dad can only carry the word rich at best, and the word noble can't even be associated with me. So Dad is now hoping that you can make a difference and let Dad have some nobility. That way, you can be considered a rich and noble man when you grow old!"
I don't know how.
After listening to his nouveau riche father's words, Zhao Jiwei was a little speechless.
He had been dissatisfied with his father's behavior for a long time. He talked until his mouth was dry, but he couldn't make his father restrain himself. However, his father had never opened his heart to him like this before...
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was a little wrong.
Seeing Zhao Jiwei remained silent, Zhao Qian smiled again.
Patting his shoulder, he said, "Okay, get off the car now. Don't just stand there. I'll go up with you to wait for Xiao Ye first, and your Uncle Zhang, he'll be here soon!"
"Dad, why did you look for Brother Ye?" Zhao Jiwei wondered. He still couldn't figure out his father's intention.
"You'll know it later!"
No explanation was given.
Zhao Qian pushed open the door of the Rolls-Royce and walked down.
As the father and son got off the car.
The driver immediately drove the Rolls-Royce to the parking lot and stopped at the entrance of the White Swan Hotel.
"Hey, how come we can't buy such a good hotel?"
Looking at the majestic white swan.
Zhao Qian said with regret in his eyes.
"No, you're done! Haven't you asked about the background of White Swan? You're still thinking about buying White Swan, why don't you buy Jiangzhou Tower? Why don't you buy Jiangzhou Airport?"
Zhao Jiwei, who was originally quite sentimental in his heart, suddenly lost all his sentimentality when he heard what his father Zhao Qian said.
Drunk, he is really drunk!
He thought his father Zhao Qian was joking with Ye Chen on the phone.
Little did they know that after hearing what he said, he really had some thoughts?
At this moment, he was about to go crazy! "What's the background of this white swan?"
As if he was used to his son's attitude and tone, Zhao Qian asked seriously.
Forehead..
However, Zhao Jiwei was suddenly speechless.
"Dad, to be honest, you really wasted all those antiques, paintings and calligraphy that we bought for our family. Really..."
"I also know it's useless. I never thought that my level could be appreciated. I just went for the purpose of preserving its value. By the way, I can also put a layer of pretentiousness on my face. It's killing two birds with one stone!" Zhao Qian laughed generously.