103 Pull out seedlings to promote growth or turn fish into a dragon

Xiao Chen slept in the private room of the Sunshine Bath until he woke up. The soft Simmons must be more comfortable than the wooden bed in Chunhua Building. After washing up, after a hasty lunch in the snack square, he began to do nothing and simply went out to rush to the 3,000 harem. Although An Mengtang said that he would let him go in the evening, there was always no harm in going early.

After stopping a taxi on the roadside, I couldn't help thinking about eating last night. I also owed the supermarket owner more than 100 yuan. He smiled and greeted the driver to drive to Haida Community.

After nearly an hour in Ma Chenglong's supermarket, Xiao Chen left. I wanted to go around Haida Community and meet Zhang Qiuling, but I still gave up this idea. I always felt that it must not be an ordinary thing for An Mengtang to find him today.

The three thousand harems are as luxurious and elegant as ever. The combination of ancient and modern buildings makes it a well-deserved scenic spot in Nanjing and the most advanced villa area in Nanjing. The young man standing in front of the gate of the three-thousand-year-old harem did not rush into the three-thousand-year-old harem, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and slowly smoked it. His eyes gradually deepened when he looked at the three-thousand-year harem.

People live in the world, but they are in a hurry for a hundred years, but some people can live in luxury villas, drive BMW and Mercedes-Benz, and follow watery women around them. Is this the gap?

Maybe some people can't touch the trajectory of this kind of life all their lives. Their own experience, struggle and opportunity have already made everything doomed.

Xiao Chen extinguished the cigarette butt with a gentle smile and walked straight into the 3,000 harem.

Xiao Chen doesn't know how big the 3,000 harem is, but it takes at least 20 minutes to walk from the gate to An Mengtang's villa. How far is it 20 minutes away? Most people can't walk these 20 minutes in their lives.

When Xiao Chen just walked to the door of An Meng Tang Villa, the man in a black suit had opened the door. Ge Maochun, a mysterious man who acted impermanence in Xiao Chen's eyes.

"Come in, An Gong is already waiting for you." Ge Maochun said with an understated smile, as if Xiao Chen's early arrival had already been expected by him.

Xiao Chen reported with a faint smile. After entering the door, he looked forward and found that the old man in Tang clothes was quietly sitting on the white leather sofa in the living room, holding a purple clay pot in his hand. He could not see the age, but it must not be a simple thing, and the value of a lot of money is unknown.

"Sit down." The old man put down the purple sand pot, looked at Xiao Chen and smiled.

Xiao Chen, who is unfathomable about An Mengtang, has long been accustomed to it and sat on the sofa opposite An Mengtang with a simple smile.

"An Gong, what are you looking for?" Xiao Chen asked directly, knowing that there was no need to hide his inner thoughts in front of An Mengtang. The old man opposite was not a simple role, so he simply asked cheerfully.

"It's quite straightforward." An Mengtang smiled slightly and looked light. "Since you are straightforward enough, I won't beat around the bush. I will accept you as a adopted son at the charity dinner tomorrow night. Of course, you can also choose to refuse, but this is definitely an opportunity for you. You have to seize it."

Although he had already thought that it would not be a trivial matter for An Mengtang to find him this time, he still didn't expect that An Mengtang would say such a thing. After thinking quickly and weighing the pros and cons, Xiao Chen replied cheerfully, "Godfather."

Although An Mengtang's powerful relationship is not specific, how can Xiao Chen not understand? Although Nanjing has already passed the era of An Mengtang's independence, this old man is still the most unfathomable figure in Nanjing. Once he becomes the adopted son of An Mengtang, he will inevitably embark on a green road. With the network resources of An Mengtang, he will at least struggle for at least a hundred years or more than those ordinary young people. For a long time, then the hatred between the old man and his aunt can also end earlier. Therefore, Xiao Chen agreed and readily agreed. Although I don't know why An Mengtang did this, this is his own opportunity after all, so Xiao Chen will not give up.

An Mengtang smiled indifferently and said, "Xiao Chen, since you called me godfather, I, a godfather, can't be so stingy. I should always take some gifts." With that, he turned his head and looked at Ge Maochun, who was sitting beside him.

Ge Maochun got up and walked to the second floor and entered An Mengtang's study. When An Mengtang discussed this matter with himself last night, Ge Maochun was a little hesitant. He felt that it was right for An Gong to promote Xiao Chen, but it was a little too much to think of him as an adopted son. However, what surprised Ge Maochun was that his master actually found a lawyer to sign an asset transfer agreement, which put 10% of the company shares of Shengtang Group. It was given to this man named Xiao Chen for nothing. 10% of the shares, how much is that? According to the stock price of Shengtang Group today, it is at least one billion. At the same time, Ge Maochun slowly went downstairs with a piece of agreement paper and came to An Mengtang.

An Mengtang smiled and took the A4 paper in Ge Maochun's hand, handed it to Xiao Chen, and said with a smile, "Xiao Chen, from now on, you are the second largest shareholder of Shengtang Group. I will arrange you to go to work in Shengtang Company after the charity dinner tomorrow night."

Although An Mengtang's words are plain, Xiao Chen's ears are like thunder in the day. It's too strange. Even if he saved An Mengtang's life, such a reward is really too rich. Xiao Chen was not flattered and accepted everything calmly. There was quite a sense that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face. Looking at the A4 paper in his hand, Xiao Chen knew that the old man in front of him might not be as ruthless and indifferent as rumored, at least for himself.

After Xiao Chen left the villa, Ge Maochun looked at the old man holding a purple sand pot in his hands and seemed to be careless and said, "Mr. An, Xiao Chen is really worth cultivating, but I'm afraid he can't afford your cultivation. There is an old Chinese saying called pulling seedlings to help."

Ge Maochun's words are simple but full of philosophy, which also reveals Ge Maochun's worries.

"No." An Mengtang took a sip of tea and smiled and said, "Some people can pull out seedlings to help."

Xiao Chen left the villa and walked out of the 3,000 harem and suddenly felt that the road ahead had become open. An A4 paper in his hand made Xiao Chen's confidence so high. He may be able to completely beat them in the near future.

Looking around, a broad road seems to be waiting for me, and all I have to do is keep walking on this road and swear not to turn back if I don't succeed.

"Old man, you're right. My life is good. It's the best life of the Xiao family for thousands of years, Ziwei's life."

PS: The charity dinner is finally coming. I'm really afraid that I can't write well, so I've been pressing it. After the charity dinner, Xiao Chen will also embark on his own Qingyun Road.