Reply to Keats - Chap 19
Chapter 19 Correct Answer
The Buddha statue was solemn. Chen Wan was translating Buddhist scriptures for Song Qingmiao in front of the Buddha. He was so focused on his work that he didn’t even notice the abbot coming in.
When Zhao Shengge heard the lady calling Chen Wan BB in a low voice, his expression became a little subtle.
Only when I got closer did I see clearly that the other person was Song Qingmiao, who was once famous in the sea city.
Then these two people were not a couple. Although Zhao Shengge’s generation doesn’t know much about what happened back then, it has been forgotten for years and it is hard to tell what is true and what is false.
However, he heard from Tan Youming that Chen Wan was not from Hai City.
Song Qingmiao is from Jiangnan, no wonder Chen Wan has the gentle and elegant aura of a landscape ink painting.
This is not what Zhao Shengge thinks, it is what Qin Zhaoting said.
The people around greeted the abbot. Chen Wan also looked up and saw the person behind him, and sighed in his heart.
He had no choice but to call out, “Abbot, Mr. Zhao.”
Zhao Shengge nodded calmly. The abbot recognized them: “Donor Song, Donor Chen.”
Song Qingmiao had seen Zhao Shengge from afar at a dinner party before. She turned her head to look at Chen Wan with some surprise and joy. She had never thought that her son, who she thought had accomplished nothing, would know such a person.
“Baby, introduce yourself.”
Zhao Shengge raised his eyebrows when he heard the repetition of words again.
Chen Wan didn’t care about this because he saw Song Qingmiao put some hair behind her ear.
Chen Wan maintained a calm expression, but something rotten in her heart was being peeled out bit by bit and exposed to everyone, which made her feel a little embarrassed.
Chen Wan knew Song Qingmiao too well and knew very well what this action of Song Qingmiao usually meant.
This is the reason why he doesn’t want Song Qingmiao and Zhao Shengge to meet each other.
Zhao Shengge is not Chen Bingxin who was tempted by her beauty, nor is he Xie Jiajian who made an appointment with her behind his family’s back. Zhao Shengge is not those people. Zhao Shengge is not anyone she can see through, calculate, or use.
No matter what Song Qingmiao was thinking, it would be ridiculous, whether she wanted to rely on herself or on Chen Wan.
His mother’s greedy joy and his vulgar background were exposed to Zhao Shengge.
Chen Wan sighed in his heart and said very briefly, “This is Mr. Zhao, and this is my mother,” and did not intend to introduce any more.
Song Qingmiao said a lot of things, but Chen Wan didn’t listen seriously. He was quieter than usual.
This was the first time Zhao Shengge saw Chen Wan’s cold side. Chen Wan had always been gentle and considerate. He felt a little strange. Although Chen Wan still had a decent smile on her face when she spoke, he felt it was very fake and not sincere.
He didn’t know the reason, but seeing that Chen Wan really didn’t want to talk any more, Zhao Shengge didn’t stay long. He looked up at his deputy beside him and left.
The time he had spent in Lianjing Temple had already far exceeded his budget, so he should not waste any more time.
Song Qingmiao felt that Chen Wan was neither earnest nor enthusiastic, and complained that he was ignorant of the ways of the world.
“You know Zhao Shengge, why didn’t you tell mom?”
Chen Wan’s smile disappeared, and he suddenly turned his head to look at her, with something in his eyes that was unfamiliar and difficult for her to understand.
She wanted to interpret that deep and slow calm as a reminder, but it was clearly a strong warning. Even though his voice was so calm, it was a little cold: “It’s not an acquaintance, don’t think too much about it.”
Song Qingmiao shuddered for no apparent reason, and lowered her voice, muttering, “Why doesn’t it count? He even greeted you.”
In Hai City, there are only a few people that Zhao Shengge can greet actively.
“No,” Chen Wan raised her chin, her expression mildly indifferent, “We are not familiar with each other, he just agreed casually, he actually doesn’t know who I am.”
These words were naturally meant to deceive Song Qingmiao. Although Zhao Shengge and he were not very familiar with each other now, at least he must have recognized him.
Song Qingmiao frowned her delicate eyebrows and wanted to say something, but Chen Wan spoke before her: “Mom.” Her voice was soft.
He hadn’t called Song Qingmiao like this for a long time, which surprised Song Qingmiao.
Chen Wan’s eyes were extremely dark, like a deep abyss. He looked at his beautiful and greedy mother seriously and advised patiently: “We can’t provoke the King of Hell and the Rakshasa. Otherwise, it will be useless no matter how many Bodhisattvas we worship. Don’t you think so?”
He tried his best to satisfy whatever Song Qingmiao wanted, including jewelry, money, and face, but not Zhao Shengge.
“…” Seeing his usually obedient son become so serious, as if he would get very angry if he continued, Song Qingmiao stopped talking unhappily, but he was thinking something else in his heart.
Zhao Shengge was driving across the Mingzhu Bridge when he received a call from his deputy.
Ever since the shooting in Italy two years ago, Zhao Shengge would ask people to make arrangements in advance when going to places in the outer ring. Although it is safe in the country, he has offended too many people.
In the headphones, Chen Wan’s voice when speaking to her mother was very gentle and patient, and every word was heard clearly by Zhao Shengge without missing a single one.
After listening to this expressionlessly, Zhao Shengge said to the vice president who was still waiting on the other end of the video conference: “The budget figure for the terminal is not auspicious. Do you want to see if you want to redo it?”
“…”
His tone was so gentle that the vice president felt like he was negotiating something. He explained a few words, but Zhao Shengge was no longer listening.
The trees outside the window passed by one after another, and the afterimages of the flying trees fell on his slightly lonely shoulders.
There were countless guesses about Chen Wan’s motives, and it turns out that this is the correct answer.
Zhao Shengge had disappeared from the Mazu Temple for a long time, so long that Chen Wan was a little worried.
But this seemed to be a meeting with a very high level of confidentiality. Even Tan Youming did not mention a word about it, so naturally Chen Wan did not get any news at all.
We met again because of Qin Zhaoting.
During that two-day and one-night cruise, Chen Wan received a stack of business cards. Qin Zhaoting also exchanged personal contact information with him and invited him to visit his newly opened shooting club.
The club is located on Holland Avenue and covers an area of nearly 1,000 square meters in the extremely expensive Central district. It has everything you need for shooting, archery, rock climbing, and billiards.
Chen Wan arrived early and brought some gifts.
Qin Zhaoting asked him if he had played it before, and Chen Wan said no. Qin Zhaoting was about to say he would teach him later when an off-road vehicle drove over.
Three people came down from above.
Shen Zongnan had a blank expression on his face. Zhao Shengge was on the phone, so when he passed by, he probably didn’t hear Chen Wan’s greeting and didn’t respond.
Maybe he agreed, Chen Wan wasn’t sure.
Tan Youming, who had been driving the whole trip, walked over with the car keys twirling around, pointed at Shen Zongnan’s back and said, “You haven’t woken up yet,” and then pointed at Zhao Shengge’s back and said, “You’re rude.”
Qin Zhaoting and Chen Wan: “…”
The club is full of technology. Today we will play photoelectric shooting with ten-sided targets.
There are 15 target throwing machines in the target trench. The disc targets can be moved freely. Shooters can shoot in different directions and the rings are recorded to score.
When choosing equipment, someone mentioned the land in Baoli Bay. The news that Zhao Shengge was going to build a new dock had already spread in Hai City.
Jiang Ying asked Zhao Shengge: “I heard you want to raise the budget?”
Tan Youming was quick to answer for him: “He thinks that number is unlucky.”
Everyone was silent for a few seconds. Zhao Shengge slowly took off a pair of goggles, tried them on, and corrected him: “Zhao Maozheng meant that when people get old, they can’t help but be superstitious.”
Everyone is skeptical about this statement because Mr. Minglong no longer has the final say.
Zhao Shengge said confidently: “You don’t want to go on a cruise on the Titanic, do you?”
After he said that, everyone was speechless again.
Many of the people present have businesses involved in cruise ships and shipping. If the Baoli Bay Terminal is really built, at least 80% of the cargo ships in Hai City will have to dock here. It has deep water, is sheltered from the wind, has a long bay line, and has a huge cargo capacity.
One person said that when the dock is completed, he would apply for the first trial voyage.
Others half-jokingly said that this was a competition based on ability. Although they were all friends, they were still dealing with business, and this was a major event that could make the financial news.
Chen Wan listened silently, feeling a little envious.
It’s not that I’m jealous of other people’s wealth, I just find it inexplicably romantic.
Chen Wan is a very realistic person, but he only has some romantic and unrealistic imaginations when it comes to matters involving Zhao Shengge.
It is very exciting to be the first ship to sail on Zhaoshengge Harbor.
However, even if Chen Wan works hard for decades, her dream may not come true.
Zhao Shengge made no secret of his businessman nature. He nodded and said, “It’s all negotiable. The highest bidder wins.”
“…”
He changed into a white shooting suit, which made his shoulders look broader and his legs longer, making him stand out from the crowd.
He picked up the Void Wing with a small anchor, and it took only 0.3 seconds from aiming to pulling the trigger, hitting the 10-ring 33 feet away.
With a “bang”, the digitally simulated smoke and dust revealed an unparalleled arrogance.
Chen Wan felt that his soul was also hit at a certain moment.
Qin Zhaoting came over and asked him how he was having fun.
Chen Wan is an expert with guns, but he has never revealed it in public.
As an expert, Qin Zhaoting patiently introduced several types of guns to Chen Wan, and told him how to shoot and how to aim.
Chen Wan looks very gentle and polite, and it is obvious that he has never held a gun. He is the host today, so I should spend more time with him.
Chen Wan listened to him talking about the basics of using a gun with some boredom, and smiled and told him to go about his business and not to worry about him. He would practice alone first. Someone happened to call Qin Zhaoting, and he patted his shoulder with an apologetic smile, saying to come to him if he had any questions.
When Chen Wan took the gun, he was careful to avoid touching Qin Zhaoting’s hand. He lowered his head and fumbled to load the gun. Suddenly, as if he realized something, he raised his head and his pupils suddenly shrank—the muzzle of Zhao Shengge’s gun was pointing directly at him.
