Luo Zijun also bought an Audi q3, which is more convenient for traveling and picking up and dropping off children. In short, life is getting better and better.
As for Tang Jing, after two years of gold-plated experience, she was successfully promoted to senior partner and became the top person in charge of Bianti in Greater China.
However, the smile on her face lost, and her eyes were still complicated when reading the congratulatory letter.
Obviously, she has not forgotten the man she has loved for ten years.
He Han is a good actor. He always pretends to be nonchalant, talking, laughing, and having fun with everyone. He seems to be in a much better mood than before.
Luo Zijun often teases him, saying that the only benefit he learned from following Gao Bin is that he no longer holds himself up to his words and becomes more down-to-earth.
Indeed, he used to have to wear famous brands when he went out for a run, but now simple shorts and T-shirts are enough.
In the past, they would not eat anything other than top-quality ingredients, but now with Gao Bin, the two of them often go out to eat at roadside stalls, and they don’t mind the dirty stools and dirty ingredients.
Everyone has changed a lot, but Gao Bin still lives a calm and quiet life!
"By the way, I heard that Chen Junsheng was promoted to partner?" Tang Jing said suddenly.
He Han glanced at Luo Zijun and saw that she was unmoved, so he nodded:
"It's been almost two years. I recommended it and it's doing well now."
"Last month Bianti had a case cooperation with Chenxing. It was led by Chen Junsheng. He is indeed very capable, but he looks very haggard."
The congratulatory letter said with a smile:
"Not even because of being tortured by Ling Ling, that woman has completely given up on her bottom line and dealt with Chen Junsheng very hard."
Luo Zijun laughed and scolded:
"Deserve it!"
"You don't feel sorry for your ex-husband at all?" Tang Jing joked.
"Why do I feel bad? He brought it all on himself. Think about what he did to me back then?" Luo Zijun had long forgotten Chen Junsheng.
"Okay, it seems that you have completely turned over this page of Chen Junsheng."
"It's over a long time ago. If it weren't for his relationship with Ping'er, I would never have any contact with him."
Luo Zijun took a sip of wine angrily, but it seemed that he was still upset.
Tang Jing looked at Gao Bin again:
"How are you, billionaire?"
"Hey~ you are making fun of me."
"I don't. I heard from my friends that there is a super retail investor in the stock market. His surname is Gao. He is in his 30s and drives an Aston Martin. I think there is no one else but you."
Gao Bin shrugged:
"That should be me, but I'm not a retail investor, so I just bought a few more Moutai stocks."
Congratulatory letter snickering:
"I followed Gao Bin and bought Moutai. I entered the market half a year later, and now it has risen by more than 30%."
"Doesn't that mean Gao Bin earns a lot?" Luo Zijun was shocked.
"It's not bad, I've increased it by 50% now, but don't worry, it still has to go up."
"Can I buy some now?" Luo Zijun also wants to make more money.
"That's OK, but when I ask you to throw it, you have to throw it quickly. Don't be greedy."
"I listen to you."
"That's fine."
In the first half of last year, Gao Bin sold the large flat on the riverside where he had lived for only a few days. Anyway, he rarely went back to Shanghai, and it was convenient to go back and stay in a hotel occasionally. It was a waste to keep the house there.
Moreover, housing prices in Magic City have basically reached their peak, and there is little room for growth. You can still make a small profit of 2 million by selling it now.
He staked all the cash he got from selling the house on Maotai. If he takes it for more than a year, it will basically reach the top, and he can throw it away at that time.
In the evening, everyone had a great time drinking and went back to their rooms to rest. Gao Bin asked the servants to clean up the mess and was about to do some exercise to sweat out, but he was unexpectedly stopped by Luo Zijun.
"Is something wrong?"
"I want to talk to you."
Gao Bin took her to the study:
"Anything else to drink?"
"No more drinking, just have a chat."
"Then you can sit wherever you like." Gao Bin pointed to the leather chair in front of the window.
"I just want to ask you, do you really have no feelings for me at all? Or do you dislike me for being married and having children."
Gao Bin patted his forehead with one hand, knowing what she was going to say:
"I am a non-marriage person, and I don't want to fall in love with a flower unrequitedly."
"Why?"
"What other reason do I need? I just don't want to get married."
"This..."
Luo Zijun thought of thousands of reasons, but he never thought of this.
"So you don't have to belittle yourself. You are very good and you deserve to find a good man to live peacefully. Unfortunately, that person is not me."
...
They talked a lot that night, and Gao Bin talked a lot and finally got through Luo Zijun's work. The two of them can be good friends, but they can't be lovers.
What none of them expected was that He Han and Luo Zijun actually got a piece last night.
It can be said that it is a drunken surname, or it can be said that the lingering feelings are still lingering, and we comfort each other while we are drunk.
Watching them walk out of the greeting room, the two of them were somewhat embarrassed. They acted like they were all good friends before going to bed, but now they actually slept together.
Gao Bin cleared his throat and said meaningfully:
"Should I say congratulations?"
The congratulatory letter is still thick-skinned:
"No, no, no, we are still good friends."
Understand in seconds, grown men and women are just comforting each other.
Luo Zijun hugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly:
"It's better for you to have fun."
She seemed to understand Gao Bin's rejection.
...
Two more years later, Gao Bin successfully escaped from the high point of Moutai's stock price, with a net worth of 200 million, all in cash!
The letter of congratulations also earned more than 20 million, and Luo Zijun also earned his first million through his own efforts. Because of Gao Bin's existence, everyone's lives are getting better and better.
Tang Jing and He Han still maintain a distant relationship. It would be better to say that they are completely separated. Occasionally, they can relieve their loneliness through drinking.
But there is no difference between them. Sometimes when they are busy, they don’t see each other for ten and a half months, and they don’t want to see each other. No one knows what kind of game they are playing, but the person involved is enjoying it anyway.
Gao Bin is still among the flowers as always, not letting a leaf touch his body. He changes women more frequently than he changes clothes. His main theme is one word - play!
In this way, he played around all his life, and in the end he discovered that Luo Zijun was still by his side.
There is really no relationship between the two, they just accompany each other as good friends. I don’t know if it is considered a platonic love.
By the way, neither Chen Junsheng nor Ling Ling ended up well.
Because he worked too hard, Chen Junsheng suffered a sudden cerebral infarction at the age of 45 and fell to the ground without getting up.
However, he made a will a long time ago. No matter what the reason for his death, all the inheritance he left behind was given to Ping'er, leaving only 1 million in cash to Ling Ling and her son.
Just because of this incident, Ling Ling was so angry that she didn't even go to Chen Junsheng's funeral.
On the contrary, it was Luo Zijun, dressed in black, taking Ping'er to see her ex-husband off for the last time.
As for the Chen family's parents, they cried heartbrokenly, but no one cared about them. The white-haired people had to bear the pain of the black-haired people.
He Han and Tang Jing finally got together, but they did not get married.
If Tang Jing hadn't become pregnant due to an accident, I'm afraid she would have remained in a state of indifference until her death.
However, the birth of a child is a good thing after all. The congratulatory letter also has a new life goal, which is to give the best food in the world to his son. As a result, the child has grown into a chubby little boy, more than twice as fat as other children of the same age. Tang
Akira can't hold her at all.
However, the two men's education methods were exactly the same. They followed an elite line and instilled capitalism in their sons from an early age.
As the saying goes, seeing old age at the age of three, Gao Bin felt that this kid would definitely be the kind of refined and self-interested person in the future.
The facts were not what he expected. Although he was indeed cultivated into an elite, his indifference towards emotions was to an outrageous level.
The only advantage of inheriting the congratulatory letter is that it is edible, delicious and good at eating.
This life passed by like this. After returning to the virtual space, Gao Bin asked Huahua to help erase his memory.
There is indeed nothing worth remembering in this world. Keeping memories is a waste of brain memory, so it would be better to delete them.
...
"Huahua, are there any surprises in the next world?"
Gao Bin is not going to rest, since his memory has been erased anyway.
"Yes, the host will go to a different world."
A different world? Gao Bin is curious.
Before he could figure it out, his consciousness was kicked out of the virtual space.
At the same time, the mission of the new world is engraved in the memory - to lead the family to rise!
The rise of the family?
...
Gao Bin woke up from his dream, and his eyes were pitch black. Only the wild moonlight spilled in through the window, providing a weak light, and he could vaguely see the gorgeous carpet patterns.
Where is this?
Gao Bin calmed down and searched for memories as a habit.
After a few minutes, he was stunned. Is this still possible?
No wonder Huahua said it was a different world and kicked herself into the Great Britain of the early 20th century - Downton Abbey!
Gao Bin gasped with a hiss:
"This is a big deal. I, a mixed-race person, want to inherit the title. What an international joke are you kidding!"
After all, he is someone who has been in the aristocratic circle. Even if he does not have a deep understanding of the ancient and feudal British aristocracy, he still knows something about it.
Not to mention anything else, a limited right of inheritance would keep him outside the threshold of the title, not to mention the disdainful eyes those high-ranking men in the House of Lords would use to look at him.
Gao Bin took a deep breath again. It was still a little cold now. He quickly lay back on the warm bed, but his eyes were brighter than candles.
"At least give me a son with blood. What's the point of adopting a son? Huahua, come out and let's talk!" Gao Bin muttered.
Huahua must be too lazy to pay attention to him, and all she responded to him was silence.
The night in the early hours of the morning was extremely quiet. He didn't know the specific time now, but he thought it wouldn't be far before the Titanic sank.
Once tragedy occurs, it means Gao Bin's war has begun.
In this feudal era, having an adoptive father who abides by the rules and honors the nobility is both lucky and unfortunate.
Although in theory, he is Robert Crowley's son, Gao Crowley, Gao is his biological mother's surname in this world.
His mother is a descendant of Chinese who studied in England during the Qing Dynasty in the early years. She graduated from a prestigious school and was a top student in medical school. Apart from her Chinese appearance, she is actually no different from the British.
Of course, it was this face that caused her to suffer humiliation while growing up.
Fortunately, she met the love of her life, the heir to a duke, who was Gao Bin's biological father.
But that heartless man cruelly abandoned Gao Bin's mother in order to inherit the title.
Of course, he was not completely heartless. When he learned that his mother was about to die due to depression, he came forward to see her off for the last time, and sent Gao Bin, who was only 2 years old, to the Crowley family to let his good friend Robert
Lawley adopted him as his adopted son.
On the one hand, it is because his family is larger and the relationships are more complicated, which is not suitable for a mixed-race illegitimate child like Gao Bin to grow up.
On the other hand, Robert had no son, so he raised Gao Bin in the Crowley family so that he would not be bullied.
From this perspective, Gao Bin’s biological father is not bad enough to be the best.
However, Gao Bin doesn't have many memories of his biological father. He visited him often when he was a child, but he never came again after he was 14 years old. It has been almost 8 years now, and he has not seen him even once, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. Presumably he is alive, otherwise Robert would definitely tell him the 'bad news'.
In any case, Gao Bin received very good care from the Crowley family, and both Robert and Cora regarded him as their own son.
Gao Bin inherited the excellent genes of his parents. When he was a child, he could make people look bloody. When he grew up, he became even more handsome. He had black hair but a pair of extremely blue eyes, as clear as the washed sky. p>
With a height of 182 cm and slender muscular lines, countless aristocratic girls admire her.
It's a pity that in this country that pays great attention to blood and power, even if Gao Bin is extremely handsome, no one is willing to marry him except the ladies from lonely noble families.
From a certain point of view, he is just a handsome vase, which can only be displayed for viewing and has no practical effect.
In my wild thoughts, I gradually fell into a deep sleep. When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.
It's early spring now, and it's extremely cold in the morning and evening, even though the sun is shining all over the earth.
Gao Bin climbed up from the bed, stretched out his hand to hook the zipper of the bedside, pulled it gently, and told the servant that he was awake and it was time to come up and serve.
He had experienced the same situation in the castle in Austria, but at that time electric bells were used, and now they had to be controlled manually.
As the 'eldest son' of the Crawley family, he is one year older than the eldest daughter Mary, and has just turned 22 this year.
After a while, there was a knock on the door, and William, the valet, came up with a silver tray.
"Young Master (actually, there is no similar title among Western aristocrats, so it is used here for the convenience of reading!) Good morning."
William, who was wearing a black valet uniform, straightened his back, held a silver plate with one hand, and put the other hand behind his back, bowing slightly.
"Good morning William, has today's newspaper arrived?"
"Yes, my young master, this is today's Times. I thought you would be interested in the headlines."
After hearing this, Gao Bin put the warm towel he used to wipe his hands and face on the tray, picked up the newspaper and read it.
The newspaper smells of ink and is warm when you hold it. It has obviously been ironed before being delivered to the owners.
Sure enough, the bold black title told him that the Titanic had sunk.
"What a shocking news." Gao Bin spoke in an elegant British accent with a very authentic York accent.
"Yes, young master, the list of survivors hasn't been released yet. I wonder if there is anyone you are familiar with."
"There must be some. Oh my god, it's such a sad day. Please help me change my clothes."
"As you wish, my young master."
William put down the tray and turned around to get the suit. The tailor-made suit was very close-fitting and the fabric was extremely expensive.
The dark gray suit upper body with linen lines makes Gao Bin look elegant without being too serious.
"How's it going?" He straightened his tie in front of the mirror.
"Very good, young master, now you can go downstairs to enjoy breakfast."
Gao Bin cheered up. Now that the news of the Titanic has arrived, it means that the plot is about to begin.
I picked up the coffee on the tray and took a sip before walking out of the bedroom.
Walking through the corridor, every servant he met would stop to greet them, and Gao Bin nodded politely in response.
"Good morning Anna, you look beautiful again today."
Anna, Mary's personal maid, is also the nominal head maid and second maid in Downton Abbey.
Above her is Cora's maid O'Brien, and above her is Mrs. Hughes, the manor's housekeeper.
Gao Bin's sudden compliment made Anna blush instantly, and she responded at a loss:
"Good morning, my young master, thank you for your compliment. This will put me in a good mood all day long."
Gao Bin suddenly stopped and winked at her:
"Really? It's my honor. It seems I have to praise you every day."
"This..." Anna didn't know what to say, and the blush spread from her face to behind her ears.
"Okay, let's go get busy. Is Mary up?"
"Yes, Master, Miss Mary is already awake."
"Well, I'll go to the restaurant first."
Gao Bin nodded and strode towards the stairs.
The restaurant is on the first floor. When Gao Bin entered, Robert was serving rice.
"Good morning, father~"
"Morning, Carson."
"Good morning, my young master." Carson, the serious butler with a big nose, is a very cute old man.
"Morning, did you sleep well?" Earl Robert Crowley looked lovingly at the son he raised with his own hands. He is so outstanding. It would be great if he was his biological son, so he would no longer have to worry about the heir.
.
"It's okay. It was a bit cold in the middle of the night and I woke up once." Gao Bin picked up the dinner plate, picked up something casually and came to the table and sat on Robert's left hand side.
"Do you want to change into a thick quilt?"
"It's not necessary, it's just like this season."
"Okay, you know who to call if you need anything. By the way, have you read the newspaper?"
"See, what sad news."
"Yes, although most of the ladies and children have been rescued, but..." Robert sighed.
At this time, Robert's three biological daughters came downstairs one after another. The relationship between their brothers and sisters was not bad. They had never had a fight or blushed, although Mary was a arrogant girl.
"Good morning father, good morning." Mary greeted.
"Father, this is the telegram." Sybil, Robert's youngest daughter, is four years younger than Mary. She is only 17 this year, but she has already grown.
Robert put down his knife and fork, opened the telegram and took a look, his face suddenly darkened.
Gao Bin knew that the bad news in the telegram made him confused, and the heir he had originally decided sank to the bottom of the sea with the Titanic.
Robert threw the napkin on the seat and left the restaurant quickly.
"Father, what's wrong?" Mary finished serving the dishes and came to sit next to Gao Bin.
"I don't know, it must be bad news." Gao Bin replied and ate his breakfast.