Number One Player

During the period after the reform and opening up, merchants emerged as family businesses and became a large and respectable family in Shanghai. Due to the rapid development of the city, the merchants who took the train of the city also rushed to the sky. Up to now, they can already be called a business family.

Shang Yinhe has never paid much attention to everything about the family business. He has never considered the path of staying in the business family business. He has always considered that after he becomes economically independent and financially free, he will decisively leave the business, and it is best not to see him again.

On this New Year's Eve, the busiest time of the year, the old houses of merchants are full of people. The familiar and unfamiliar relatives of Shang Yinhe are all scattered in the old house, gathering in twos and threes in circles, gossip and gossip.

The hottest topics this year are, of course, the brave, nine songs, evolution, mutation, and doomsday. Shang Yinhe listened with a smile on his face, and his mood gradually improved.

The wind around him is like an extension of his senses, naturally bringing those gossip to his ears:

"... New technology concept stocks related to evolution and Lingshi have been soaring recently. You should pay attention to this aspect..."

"...Military-related stocks have been rising until now, and there is great potential to be tapped..."

"...It is said that the country is trying to establish a general plan of supernatural management..."

Feng wandered around and brought back a sentence from his father:

"...Our family business must pay attention to transformation, and we must not fall behind at this critical moment..."

Shang Yinhe suddenly recognized his father's voice from the wind, suddenly pressed a wrong button, and sent out a big move in vain.

His mood became inexplicably heavy, and he stopped this endless behavior of controlling the wind. Instead, he chose two middle-aged people who were chatting, and while they were playing games, he casually listened to their conversation:

"...I heard that someone abroad has awakened a supernatural power, and at that time directly created a huge hole in the ground. Do you know that it is super exaggerated?"

"Awakening ability?"

"Yes, it is said that it was a farmer. When he was working on the farm, he suddenly encountered a mutation in the crops in the field. His two children and his wife were all involved in the entanglement of the branches and leaves of the evolving plants. , and he himself was almost dead, and then he woke up—"

The person who spoke took out his mobile phone, searched in the mobile phone album for a while, and found a blurry photo. In the photo, there was a huge mine pit with the wreckage of buildings in the middle, which looked extremely terrifying: "This is it. Zhang Tu, I saved it with great difficulty, it is said that the farmer directly awakened in desperation, and almost collapsed the entire farm."

"It's too exaggerated. Is there such an awakening in our country?"

"It seems that the country has been blocking the news about the awakening, at least I haven't heard any of them, but there must be someone awakened in our country. In terms of the number of people, which country can compare with Huaguo!"

The two people in the conversation laughed for a while, then changed the topic of gossip:

"Shang Ning'an returned to China this year. It is really rare for him to return to China."

"I heard that he is abroad and has increased his sales by ten percent this year. He is really a strong man."

"Hey, doesn't he have a son, is he still in China? What's his name? Did he come today?"

"It's coming, it's coming, did you see that Shang Ning'an gave his son a face just now, oh, that's a good-looking..."

Shang Yinhe pressed a wrong button again, and sent out another big move in vain.

"I'm not playing anymore, I don't feel good today." He maintained a smile on his face and quit the game. "It's almost dinner time, let's go."

Shang Ruyi looked at his face, stuck out her tongue, and also quit the game: "Okay."

I don't know if it's Shang Yinhe's illusion. When he walked in this old merchant's house, everyone's eyes seemed to pass over him secretly.

Some are slightly contemptuous, some are slightly regretful, and some are full of sympathy.

He turned a blind eye to those contemptuous gazes, and he thought he had nothing worthy of contempt; in comparison, those gazes with a little pity and pity made him feel even more embarrassed.

——I don't need your sympathy.

—Don't look at me with such pity.

His self-disciplined mood will not fluctuate because of his father's ignorance, but will be stung by those who pity and sympathize.

And Shang Yinhe just smiled slightly, using the most standard smile mask to deal with all the eyes of the outside world.

- I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.

——Don't look at me like this, don't look at me like this, don't look at me like this!

Shang Yinhe bid farewell to the two siblings, Shang Ruyi and Shang Jixiang, and quietly chose a corner seat at the dinner table, quietly waiting for the start of the New Year's Eve dinner.

For most people, the New Year's Eve dinner is a time to celebrate, which means that fireworks can be set off, red envelopes can be received, and fun can be played freely; but Shang Yinhe just wants to be alone quietly, until he cannot see him In the father's corner, licking those heart wounds alone.

He withdrew his wind ability, and restrained the desire to use his ability to listen. Some words behind the scenes would sound more hurtful and wanton.

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