Chapter 258 Will you invite me for Christmas? Lu Man had to take a few deep breaths, glared at her daughter unwillingly, straightened her clothes and earrings, pretended to be a "harmonious family of three", and walked into the Guangzhou Restaurant. "Guangzhou Restaurant" is also a time-honored Cantonese restaurant with a history of nearly a hundred years. It is also a state-controlled restaurant and is truly operated by a state-owned enterprise. Therefore, Li Yuan and Bing Sheng are younger brothers in front of Guangzhou Restaurant. In the box, two families who had not seen each other for a long time were greeting each other warmly. One praised your daughter for becoming more and more beautiful, and the other praised your daughter and son-in-law for being so promising. Song Shiwei's aunt and uncle were also university professors, but they just retired last year. Her aunt Xiang Xiaohui and brother-in-law Liu Hongjian are currently living and working in the United States. Liu Hongjian is the financial elite working on Wall Street. The company he works for is called Berkshire Hathaway, which is also the company of the "Oracle of Omaha" Buffett. But he is a bit old, he looks like he is over 36 years old, and his hair has a Mediterranean style. At first glance, he looks about ten years older than his wife Xiang Xiaohui. It is possible to have a stable job on Wall Street, but the initial learning time is thirty years, so people reach the peak of their life at this age. After the two families finished talking about their current situation, the topic occasionally turned to memories of the past. "Weiwei and I haven't seen each other for several years."
Xiang Xiaohui was deeply impressed by her little cousin. She smiled and said, "The last time I saw Weiwei was when she was in the third grade of junior high school. My aunt and I went to school to pick her up. Every time, there were many boys running behind the car." "Is it so exaggerated?" Her husband Liu Hongjian was a little surprised. "Why, you don't believe it?" Xiang Xiaohui said dissatisfiedly: "Weiwei is the beauty representative of this generation in our family. Have you ever seen a girl prettier than her in real life?" Liu Hongjian glanced at the calm and indifferent Song Shiwei. Even though she was praised, there was not much expression on her face. She silently held the white porcelain cup and drank tea. Her long eyelashes trembled from time to time. Her eyes were as clear as pearls in the ocean and as cold as the fairy girl on TV. He had heard his wife talk about how beautiful his aunt's cousin was. He used to think she was bragging, but now that he had met her, he finally realized that it was not an exaggeration at all. “It’s really rare.” Liu Hongjian touched his slightly bald forehead and said with regret, "I feel that talents are buried in Zhongda University. It should be the same in Peking University. If my little cousin is admitted to Peking University, I guarantee that the whole school will be shocked." Liu Hongjian graduated from Peking University, so he said that. But there were no fools at the table. On the surface, Liu Hongjian's tone expressed his regret for Song Shiwei, but in fact he wanted to show off his background in Peking University. Xiang Xiaohui felt a little embarrassed and quietly kicked her husband, telling him not to show off in front of her cunning uncle-in-law Song Zuoming. Song Shiwei's aunt, who is also Liu Hongjian's mother-in-law, added as a smooth talk: "Weiwei's college entrance examination score is over 670, which is enough for Peking University, but Zhongda Lingnan College is also very good. The two schools have different academic emphases..." In fact, Song Zuoming is not that narrow-minded. If someone gets his undergraduate degree from Peking University Guanghua School and his master's degree from Wharton School of Business, it is normal for him to want to show off his arrogance. Of course, for a man in his 30s, it is true that he is not mature enough to always show this kind of arrogance on his face. "If it was Chen Zhe, he would definitely not show off so blatantly, but in a more advanced way." Song Zuoming thought subconsciously. Although this kind of dinner is family-style, because of their respective status, it is equivalent to a social gathering for senior elites. The purpose of eating is to communicate feelings, and after putting down their chopsticks, they will also talk about current affairs.
Song Zuoming is the person with the highest invisible status at the table. After all, he is one of the top figures in CITIC Securities. Therefore, every time Liu Hongjian returned to China, he would be surrounded by flowers and flattery. After all, he worked on Wall Street, the world's economic center. Over time, whenever he spoke in China, he would sound like someone giving orders. Therefore, Liu Hongjian first analyzed and explained the world economic situation, and then commented on the domestic economic policies. Especially in the face of the subprime mortgage crisis, Liu Hongjian felt that China's reaction was too slow and had not made any preparations, and his words were full of sarcasm and belittlement. This made Song Zuoming, who had no prejudice against him, feel a little unhappy. He is the executive director of CITIC Securities. Some policy regulations are provided by CITIC Group, but in many places the country has to consider the overall situation, so it will not solve all problems with a "one-size-fits-all" approach. In fact, the country has secretly made a lot of preparations for the subprime mortgage crisis, but now is an era of global economic integration, and China cannot be immune to the crisis. So the stock market will definitely fall, but at the same time, we must also work hard to ensure the stable development of domestic society. Liu Hongjian knows nothing but is talking nonsense. Does he really think those economic experts in think tanks are worse than him, a Wall Street worker? Song Zuoming did not forbid others from commenting on policies, but criticizing directly in front of the leader of his own industry was really a bit arrogant to the point of being rude. "Will Chen Zhuo be like this?" Song Zuoming shook his head. It was hard to imagine that Chen Zhuo would be so arrogant as to forget his own last name. Xiang Xiaohui had hinted to her husband many times, but for some reason, it might be that in front of a beautiful woman, men have a certain desire to show off. Liu Hongjian did not listen to it. He kept talking about those wonderful arguments, and then he said with a sense of unsatisfied interest: "These are our company's summary of the economic policies of countries around the world, and some even come from my boss, Mr. Buffett himself." When talking about the stock god, Liu Hongjian's eyes revealed admiration, and even the sparse hair on his head seemed to be shining. "My idol is Mr. Buffett. I think he is the smartest person in the world." Finally, Liu Hongjian ended his "speech" with a sentence of tribute to his idol, then said goodbye and went to the bathroom. Song Zuoming smiled and nodded. He would not bother with the younger generation, even though this younger generation might be less than 10 years younger than him. But Lu Man's face looked a little unhappy. She hoped that her daughter could date a world-class financial talent, but she didn't want it to be someone like Liu Hongjian. His resume is so good, but why is his brain a little silly? I can't sleep well when my daughter is with such a naive and unstable boy. "Aunt, uncle." While Liu Hongjian was in the bathroom, Xiang Xiaohui apologized to Song Zuomin and his wife: "Old Liu didn't mean to say those things. He just said them on a whim. Uncle, please don't take it to heart." "Why do family members say these things?" Song Zuomin did not show any strange emotions on his face. He said cheerfully: "Young people work hard and finally get into the idol's company. I can understand this kind of mentality of being complacent and rushing forward." "Let's talk again." Song Zuomin took a sip of tea and said, "Mr. Buffett is also a legendary figure. I think Hongjian will have a better future in his company." Among the top ten people on the Forbes Rich List, Bill Gates and Buffett are relatively famous in China. Bill Gates because of Microsoft Word. As for Buffett, he has been holding a charity lunch auction every year since 2000, which has gradually become a major event that has shocked Wall Street and the global financial field. In 2006, the chairman of BBK Electronics had an opportunity. The local Yangcheng Evening News wrote commentary articles for a week, which was really a good gimmick.
"The future can get better and better, but you have to help your husband improve his emotional intelligence!" Lu Man interrupted. She is Xiang Xiaohui's aunt, so Song Zuomin can be a little bit concerned about her reputation, but Lu Man doesn't need to do that at all. She said very unhappily: "No matter how outstanding you are outside, you have to be humble when eating with the elders at home." "Yes, yes, I know." Xiang Xiaohui nodded like pecking at rice, accepting the elders' teachings completely, then sighed and said, "Aunt, it's actually not easy to get along abroad. Chinese people are discriminated against in companies and often become the scapegoat for no reason." “It’s the same everywhere.” Lu Man was planning to talk about the principles of how to behave in society, but after Liu Hongjian came back from the bathroom, Professor Lu thought about it for a while and decided to give him some face since it was their first meeting. Thus, lunch on the Winter Solstice ended with family reminiscing and discussing current affairs. When they arrived at the door, Song Zuoming rushed to pay the bill as the "local host". After getting in the car, Song Zuomin started the Volvo and asked his wife meaningfully: "What do you think of Xiao Liu?" Lu Man understood what her husband meant and said disapprovingly, "Liu Hongjian may just be an isolated case. He may have become a little stupid from reading too much." "Maybe." Song Zuomin laughed with a hint of mockery: "If Chen Zhuo had been the one to make this lunch, he would have definitely paid for it while he was in the bathroom. With this EQ, Xiao Liu is not even worthy of carrying Chen Zhuo's shoes. It feels like the older teenagers have lived in vain." Lu Man couldn't refute this fact, but she still didn't change her original intention. Or he could study hard and go to an Ivy League school for graduate studies; Otherwise, you can find a son-in-law who has high emotional intelligence, a degree from a world-class university, and a reliable family background. "Your brother-in-law may just be an exception." Lu Man said to the girl beside him: "Anyway, you are absolutely not allowed to talk about Chen Zhe now!" Song Shiwei said nothing and just looked out the window quietly. Lu Man frowned: "I'm talking to you, what are you thinking about?" Song Shiwei turned her head and faced her mother, who was not very emotional, and said calmly with her eyes downcast: "I was wondering if Chen Zhe would ask me out for Christmas." ······ (End of this chapter)