Ye Jianye gave his unreliable brother a speechless glare.
“The man is a CEO with a net worth of hundreds of billions, and yet here you are, discussing such topics with him, bringing down the entire Ye Family’s prestige,” he thought.
“Director Yang, please come over for a simple dinner at our place tonight,” said Ye Jianye.
“Our chef, Liu, is very skilled at preparing local dishes from the South. Of course, if Director Yang doesn’t fancy that, we can make other types of cuisine, but none as good as our local fare,” he continued.
Ye Jianye quickly took over the conversation, not wanting Ye Jianshe to continue topics like flirting.
What he didn’t know was that Yang Hao actually didn’t mind the conversation topic at all.
He was just a regular guy without lofty ideals and pursuits.
He had devoted most of his energy to working and making money in the past, and now that he didn’t need to toil for wealth anymore, what was wrong with focusing on women?
Just like that line from Liu Bei in the new version of “The Three Kingdoms,” “I’ve fought battles all my life, can’t I enjoy myself a bit!”
“Keep the music playing, keep dancing!”
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So, just be happy and done with it!
The fairest thing in the world is that everyone has the same amount of time.
No matter if you’re the world’s richest person or buried in debt, everyone has only 24 hours a day, 1440 minutes, 86400 seconds!
A second spent happy is a second, and a second spent unhappy is also a second!
So why not choose to be happy for every second we spend?
Especially after achieving financial independence, naturally, you should live happily!
Having dinner with Ye Jianye and people like Ye Jianshe was more of an obligation, and Yang Hao didn’t like that.
He promptly refused, “I have guests at home today, some other time!”
After saying this, Yang Hao nudged Ye Shuyuan suggestively, “Shuyuan knows about this.”
“Yes, that’s right,” she replied.
“Director Yang was someone I happened to drag over!”
Ye Shuyuan was smart and instantly understood that Yang Hao didn’t intend to stay. She immediately echoed his sentiment.
She was a star host at Hucheng Satellite TV, and she used to receive various resources because her family was a shareholder of the Hucheng Cultural Broadcasting Film and Television Group.
Now that Yang Hao had become the major shareholder of the Hucheng Cultural Broadcasting Film and Television Group with absolute speaking rights, developing a good relationship with him was crucial.
Ye Shuyuan knew how to manage her own connections; her forefathers could introduce their connections to her, but turning these connections into her own depended on how well she managed them.
With her father, Ye Jianye, and aunt, Ye Jingwen, still present, the burden of the Ye Family had yet to fall on Shuyuan’s shoulders. However, once her father and aunt were gone, no one would shelter her from the storm. Whether the Ye Family could continue to prosper or even reach new heights would rest on the shoulders of Shuyuan and her generation.
Looking at the current situation, it was quite challenging; Ye Shuyuan’s generation had six children in total.
She had an older sister and a younger brother; her uncle, Ye Jianshe, had a son and a daughter; her deceased eldest uncle had a daughter.
This meant that although there were six children, there were only two boys, and according to Hua Country’s traditions, the family business was usually passed on to the male children.
But the problem was that the two boys of this generation, Ye Cheng and her cousin, Ye Chong, were not particularly promising.
Ye Chong had perfectly inherited their uncle’s genes—although a 28-year-old executive in the family business, he was just a playboy, useless for serious purposes.
Ye Cheng, on the other hand, was quite obedient but too young; it would take a long time for him to grow into his role.
Furthermore, as the youngest son of Ye Jianye, Ye Cheng had been doted on from a young age, never facing any real adversity. From the perspective of a successor to a large family, the current Ye Cheng was definitely unqualified.
Therefore, Ye Shuyuan indeed felt a sense of crisis. If her brother and cousin couldn’t hold up the Ye Family banner, then it would be up to her.
That’s why Ye Shuyuan had started cultivating her personal network early on, like alighting from Lu Mingzhe’s car today to proactively get to know Yang Hao was a result of her intentional networking.
“I see!”
“Then it’ll have to be another day,” said Ye Jianye, shaking his head in disappointment. Although he really wanted Yang Hao to stay for a deeper conversation to strengthen their rapport, and incidentally match-make him with his daughter, Yang Hao had valid reasons to leave, so Ye Jianye couldn’t insist on him staying.
“Yang, leaving so soon?”
“Then let’s add each other on Weixun. We can hang out anytime when you’re free!” Ye Jianshe suggested, holding his phone out to Yang Hao.
“Sure, no problem!”
Yang Hao smiled and nodded, adding Ye Jianshe as a Weixun friend. He actually had a pretty good impression of the Old Profligate.
If Yang Hao himself had been born into a family like the Ye’s, he might have been even wilder than Ye Jianshe.
Growing up without financial worries, and having attained financial independence when his peers were earning mere thousands, it would be a disservice to such a lucky birthright not to live freely!
Indeed, birth is a technical job!
If you are exceptionally talented at being born, you have reached at the moment of your birth what many people couldn’t achieve in their lifetime or even over several generations!
“Director Yang, let’s add each other too,” suggested the middle-aged beauty Ye Jingwen, approaching with her fair hand elegantly displaying her Weixun QR code.
Ye Jingwen was a very traditional beauty from the South—with a modest height of perhaps 162 or 163 cm, but with good proportions, skin as white as snow, and a soft glow on any exposed skin.