Wei Haihong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Having met you, I'd tear up a hundred or even a thousand plane tickets without hesitation, let alone just one!"
Wei Xiaoqing couldn't calm down either, and while sobbing, she called the ticket booking center to book three plane tickets.
The news of her grandfather's serious illness made her unable to find peace. Although she ran away on a whim, she understood her grandfather's love for her!
After thinking for a moment, Wei Xiaoqing stood up again, leaning on her cane, and said, "Uncle, why don't you go to your room and pack the necessary things first?"
"Okay, we don't need anything we don't need," Wei Haihong instructed, as the family didn't lack anything.
While Wei Xiaoqing was tidying up in her room, Zhou Xuan also learned the whole story from Wei Haihong.
Wei Xiaoqing is his older brother's daughter. She refused to attend the school arranged by her family and ran away to New York, USA a year ago to study Western painting. She hasn't returned to Beijing in the past year because she knows that if she goes back, she might not be allowed to come out again.
Of course, the Wei Haihong family was no ordinary people. Although they did not come to New York, Wei Xiaoqing's every move was still under their surveillance. This time, Wei Xiaoqing broke her leg while riding a bicycle, and her family couldn't hold back. In addition, the old man in the family was seriously ill, so they had no choice but to come and take her back. Otherwise, she might not even be able to see the old man one last time.
Originally, only Wei Haihong and his two older brothers knew that the old man was terminally ill, but the truth could no longer be hidden, so they had to bring Xiaoqing, the old man's beloved daughter, back home.
Wei Haihong was afraid that if his elder brother came in person, the father and daughter might fall out. His niece had been close to him since she was a child, so it was easier to talk to her. He persuaded his family to let him come instead. He just didn't expect to run into Zhou Xuan unexpectedly!
As the two were chatting, there were two knocks on the living room door.
Zhou Xuan stood up and opened the door. Standing outside was a blond foreigner who was half a head taller than him. He had no beard and looked to be no more than twenty-five years old.
The foreigner glanced around the living room and called out, "Miss Wei?"
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Volume One: The First Signs of Growth, Chapter Forty-Six: Meeting with a Wealthy New York Collector
Hearing the noise outside, Wei Xiaoqing, leaning on her cane, came out and asked with some surprise, "David?"
The foreigner named David's eyes lit up when he saw Wei Xiaoqing, and he spoke to her with a smile. Zhou Xuan and Wei Haihong in the living room, of course, didn't understand his language. www.wenxueMi.CoM
Wei Xiaoqing invited him to sit down in the living room to talk. Zhou Xuan and Brother Hong were each drinking cola, unable to understand their conversation, and also found it boring.
Wei Xiaoqing shook her head and spoke, then hesitated for a while before saying to Wei Haihong, "Uncle, David has taken on a job. I used to take this kind of job here often, in the area of Western painting. The work isn't tiring, and the income is pretty good."
Wei Haihong glanced at the time and said calmly, "It's 8:30 now. Your flight is at 6:00 PM. Do you think you can make it in time?"
Wei Xiaoqing asked David again, and then said, "Uncle, David said it only takes three or four hours, and the reward is two thousand US dollars. Anyway, there's enough time. Should I go?"
Wei Haihong snorted and said, "You're happy with two thousand US dollars? How much do you want? Your uncle will write you a check. Two million US dollars, is that too little? When have the people of the Wei family ever had to work so hard for such a small amount of money? Hmph... Look at your legs!"
Wei Xiaoqing bit her lip and then shook her head at David.
David was getting impatient and rambled on for a while, glancing at Wei Haihong every now and then. He understood that this middle-aged man was the key to whether Wei Xiaoqing would agree or not.
Only Zhou Xuan didn't understand that Wei Xiaoqing came from a prominent family, but after fleeing to the United States, she never revealed her identity to outsiders. All her living expenses were earned by attending classes and doing odd jobs. David was her biggest helper, and of course, David was also one of the people who liked her and pursued her.
Wei Xiaoqing was not only very beautiful, but also had excellent skills in Western painting, making her stand out among her classmates. David usually took on jobs such as framing, mounting, and painting. People who collect these kinds of items are generally from the upper class, so money is not an issue for them. Therefore, the pay is always quite high, and Wei Xiaoqing lived a relatively comfortable life by working and studying with these incomes.
David was also a student at Wei Xiaoqing's school. He had many connections among collectors in New York and lived a comfortable life by taking on these jobs. He owned a car and a house, and was quite handsome, making him popular with girls. However, Wei Xiaoqing wasn't particularly interested in him. David, unaware of Wei Xiaoqing's background, saw her working diligently to earn money for her studies and thought that his circumstances would be very attractive to her. But to his surprise, Wei Xiaoqing was completely oblivious to his superiority. She focused on working and earning money, never showing any other interest, and never reacting to David's obvious advances.
David's job today was higher-paying than usual. He always used this method to win Wei Xiaoqing's favor. He had known her for almost a year and understood her gentle but strong-willed personality. He knew that force wouldn't work, so he could only try to win her over slowly. But when he heard Wei Xiaoqing say that she was going back to China soon and that her studies would be ruined, he became very anxious and said a lot of things.
David said a lot, but Wei Xiaoqing still didn't agree. She glared at Wei Haihong angrily. It seemed that the whole problem was his fault. She had spent a year's worth of effort, only to suddenly realize that it was all in vain. How could she feel good about that? She just didn't know who Wei Haihong was to Wei Xiaoqing, and what about the other man. Were they Wei Xiaoqing's family or boyfriend?
Who is Wei Haihong? Although he couldn't understand David's language, what was there in his eyes and expression that he couldn't understand? He was thinking about how to teach this guy a lesson for blinding him to make a move on Xiaoqing.
Wei Xiaoqing asked David a few more questions, and after thinking for a moment, she said to Wei Haihong, "Uncle, David said that the client this time is Mr. Lawrence, a very wealthy man in New York. He is a collector. Uncle, don't you like collecting things? Why don't we go and take a look? As long as we don't miss our flight."
"Lawrence?" Wei Haihong paused upon hearing the name, then asked, "Dave Lawrence? The Lawrence of the Wall Street financial sniper?"
Wei Xiaoqing didn't quite understand either, so she asked David again. David nodded smugly and mumbled a few more words.
Wei Xiaoqing nodded to Wei Haihong: "Uncle, it's that Lawrence."
Wei Haihong chuckled and said, "Alright, let's go take a look together. We won't miss our flight anyway."
Wei Xiaoqing was overjoyed and immediately told David, but David hesitated and said a few more words.
Wei Haihong said calmly, "Xiaoqing, does this foreigner not want us to go? Is he saying that Lawrence is no ordinary person and that ordinary people can't see him?"
Wei Xiaoqing frowned but did not answer, clearly indicating that this was what David meant.
With another faint smile, Wei Haihong said, "Tell this Japanese devil that if he doesn't want us to go, then you shouldn't go either. And tell him that even if we go, whether Lawrence sees us or not is our own business, and he doesn't need to take responsibility for it."
Lawrence is a financial sniper on Wall Street, second only to Sorens. His venture capital fund is very famous, and he is a super billionaire. He also has a special hobby of collecting antiques and cultural relics. Most people who like collecting are very wealthy, otherwise they would not be able to make it. All you need to do in this industry is money.
Wei Haihong and Lawrence had met a few times in Hong Kong and had some dealings with each other. Recently, the international financial situation has not been good, but China's economy is still growing rapidly. This is mainly due to China's huge population advantage. Lawrence intends to seek some venture capital opportunities in China. Of course, if he wants to enter the country, people with families and status like Wei Haihong are the most worthwhile people for him to get to know and associate with.
David readily agreed to Wei Haihong's condition. When he arrived at Lawrence's place, he figured they wouldn't understand him anyway. He simply said a few words to his servants to get rid of Wei Haihong and Zhou Xuan. With those two around, how could he possibly have any designs on Wei Xiaoqing?
David did have some genuine feelings for Wei Xiaoqing, but after more than a year of fruitless efforts, he was naturally quite disheartened. Moreover, he had just heard that Wei Xiaoqing was going back to China. After all the effort and thought he had put into her, how could he possibly resist? A wave of nausea washed over him. If he wanted to force himself on a woman, he had plenty of ways to do so!
Wei Haihong was a master at judging people, and he could not hide David's expressions and actions from him. He was probably 50% sure if he could guess correctly. He sneered inwardly, thinking that the foreigner was just unlucky to have run into him!
David's car was parked downstairs, and he proudly waved his car keys.
The key had the BMW logo on it, but Wei Haihong didn't even glance at it. He stood up and said to David, "Foreigner, I'll go downstairs with you. Xiaoqing, Zhou Xuan, help you down."
Seeing David's eager expression, Wei Haihong knew what he was thinking. He wanted to help Xiaoqing down, or rather, to carry her down. If this were in China, he would be dragged to eat shit immediately.
Wei Xiaoqing understood her uncle's meaning, blushed, and translated for David. Of course, she still wouldn't translate the term "foreign devil."