Back to 80: My Literary Life

At Fang Minghua's side, the three men were eating and chatting about national affairs, such as this year is the US election year, who will win the election between Bush Jr. and Gore? The Nasdaq stock market has been falling and I don't know when it will end? When can China join the WTO? .

I know all these.

Bush Jr. will definitely be elected.

The Nasdaq stock index will fall by about two-thirds again.

How can China join the WTO?

It seems to be next year? 2001.

Of course, Fang Minghua would not be stupid enough to show off in front of the two.

Haha, I'm just a writer, I listen more and talk less.

"Come, Minghua, try this." Zhang Qing grilled a bunch of lamb kidneys and handed it to Fang Minghua.

Fang Minghua took it and took a bite.

"Well, this tastes good."

"Haha, I know you are from the northwest, your taste is heavier than mine and Daven, I will add more cumin and pepper."

Zhang Qing answered and handed it to Li Li.

"Li Li, try it. It's the favorite of you Xijing people."

"Thank you."

Zhang Qing also gave Lei Dawen a skewer of mutton, and took one for himself, and asked casually: "Minghua, do you want to meet someone?"

"Who?"

"Zhao Xicheng, chairman of the American Fumao Group."

"Zhao Xicheng?"

Seeing that Fang Minghua didn't know much, Lei Dawen added: "Zhao Xicheng is not only the chairman of the Fumao Group, but also one of the business leaders in the Chinese community in the United States. He has great prestige in the business world."

Fang Minghua asked Zhang Qing: "Have you made an appointment?"

"No, how can I make my own decision without your consent?" Zhang Qing smiled and said: "But as long as you ask, Zhao Xicheng will definitely meet you."

Fang Minghua shook his head after hearing this: "I'm just an ordinary writer, and I can't get along with these business leaders, forget it."

You are just an ordinary writer? !

Except for Bill Gates, I'm afraid there is no one in the world who can match your wealth!

Even Bill Gates is just equity, paper wealth, and you are real cash!

Zhang Qing complained in his heart.

But it was obvious that Fang Minghua was unwilling to have any contact with the business community.

Zhang Qing was very smart and immediately stopped talking about it.

Lei Dawen understood the conversation between the two.

Zhang Qing wanted to pull Fang Minghua into the Chinese business community, otherwise he would not have introduced Zhao Xicheng to him.

But Fang Minghua was unwilling and just wanted to spend his days in the United States and write novels.

The three changed the topic again. Lei Dawen talked about the group organized by Stanford University professor Yu Rongyifang to redress the name of Chinese railway workers. Fang Minghua was very interested in this.

He asked a lot of questions.

Zhang Qing knew that Fang Minghua wrote a novel about Chinese workers building the Pacific Railway, "Railway Spikes", which was very controversial in the United States.

However, he was not very interested in this topic. Of course, the other two men were chatting enthusiastically, so he had to join in a few words. The three of them ate and chatted casually.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Qing prepared English afternoon tea again. After everyone finished drinking, they left.

As soon as they got in the car, the daughter who had been playing for most of the day soon fell asleep in Li Li's arms. Fang Minghua was driving while listening to Li Li, who was sitting in the back seat, talking about the three women chatting.

"Minghua, Meiling and Lisa all said that my skin is good and I look very young. Hey, tell me the truth, is it true?"

Fang Minghua glanced at Li Li through the rearview mirror.

Her skin is indeed well maintained, perhaps because of her good foundation. But after all, she is almost 40 and is not young anymore.

Silly woman, they are complimenting you.

Fang Minghua knew it like a mirror in his heart.

Of course, you can't tell the truth to women.

"Well, they are right, your skin is really good, just like when I first met you."

"Ah? Really? Too exaggerated?"

Li Li couldn't help but touch her cheek, but a happy smile appeared on her face.

Looking at Li Li's childish appearance, Fang Minghua also smiled.

Li Li is a little childish, a little naive compared to Song Tangtang.

But this made him excited.

"Lili, why don't we move to a bigger house? You are also a billionaire now." Fang Minghua said while driving.

He was right.

Last year, Fang Minghua instructed Phillips to clear most of the stocks in his account. Li Li also sold all of her Amazon stocks. After deducting various taxes and fees, the profit was as high as 185 million US dollars!

A billionaire.

However, Li Li shook her head after hearing Fang Minghua's words: "I think the place I live now is good, and I am familiar with the neighbors around. I don't want to move."

"Dad, I don't want to leave either. I want to go to the same kindergarten with Teacher Jim!" Daughter Xinxin woke up for some reason and said crisply

It's that Jim again!

Fortunately, after being educated by Fang Minghua, she no longer talked about marrying Jim all day long.

Since Li Li had no plans to move, Fang Minghua no longer thought about it. It was best for the mother and daughter to be happy.

It was early June and Li Li was on vacation.

Unlike the double semester system commonly used by domestic universities, most universities in California use the quarter system.

The quarter system divides the courses of the year into four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

Usually, schools with this type of curriculum start fall semester in late September and end in early December, winter semester in early January and end in mid-March, spring semester in late March and end in early June, and summer semester in late June and end in August.

Of course, Li Li can't stay away for such a long time. In late June, she will also participate in the summer camp organized by the school and teach students for a week.

With more than twenty days left, Fang Minghua decided to take Li Li and her daughter on a trip. The area around California was of course not interesting. Fang Minghua wanted to take a tour of Alaska.

First fly to Anchorage, then rent a car and drive yourself.

Li Li had not been there either, so she immediately collected information on the Internet and made a guide with great interest. Just when Fang Minghua and his family were preparing to go on a trip, Phillips called from Los Angeles.

"Boss, can you come to Los Angeles? There is a luxury house for sale here at a low price. It is extremely cost-effective and has great investment value."

"Why the low price?" Fang Minghua was a little skeptical.

"The head of the household suffered huge losses from stock trading and urgently needed to pay off the bank loan, so he had to sell it at a low price."

oh.

The stock market has plummeted this year, and suicide stories are everywhere in newspapers, television and online. They are no longer news.

"Do you have any information? Send it to my email."

"OK!"

Within half an hour, an email was sent to Fang Minghua's mailbox.

Fang Minghua opened the attachment of the email and looked at it carefully while drinking tea.

Damn it!

This damn thing is not a villa, it is just a large manor! There are fifteen employees alone!

Looking at the information and photos sent, Fang Minghua was a little moved.

"Lili, come and take a look."

Fang Minghua went to the next bedroom and called Li Li who was packing her luggage.

"What's up?"

Li Li came to the study.

"Look at this villa."

"Where exactly?" Li Li glanced at her hair.

“Mandeville Canyon Edge, Brentwood, LA.”

"Wow, it's so big, there are 66 acres! It can even grow vegetables and keep bees?" Li Li was surprised when she saw the introduction in the information.

"Yes, look at these pictures again, lakes, art galleries, tennis courts and polo fields!" Fang Minghua scrolled the mouse with great interest.

"It's only 20 million US dollars, which is very cheap."

Li Li was also moved when she saw it.

She pointed to one of the pictures of a lakeside with lavender growing around it.

"Wow Minghua, if you get up early in the morning, walk along the lakeside, and read, will that day be like what is described in "Walden Pond"?"

"Are you excited?"

"Um!"

"Then let's go take a look tomorrow."