After a moment of silence, Fu Tianlai finally spoke up: "Zhou Xuan, you should understand what I mean even without me saying it!"
Zhou Xuan remained expressionless and did not speak, staring intently at him.
Fu Tianlai's expression was uncertain, and after a while he slowly said, "Zhou Xuan, if you hadn't had this incident with Fu Ying, I would still admire you... I sat outside the villa for most of the night and watched you for most of the night. Your character is still acceptable, but unfortunately you are not the kind of person our Fu family needs, understand?"
Zhou Xuan nodded and said calmly, "I understand!"
Fu Ying is an only child and the only direct descendant of the Fu family. The Fu family is large and powerful, and what it needs are the upper-level elites who can support the Fu family conglomerate, not ordinary people!
Fu Tianlai nodded, "It's good that you understand. There's no possibility of anything happening between you and Fu Ying. You know that. It's good that nothing happened between you and her. If you had done anything improper, you might not be sitting here peacefully!"
Zhou Xuan sighed, finally realizing that what he had been worrying about was actually true: in the end, his relationship with Fu Ying was nothing more than a fleeting cloud.
Fu Tianlai took out a check and a plane ticket from his pocket and handed them to Zhou Xuan. He said in a deep voice, "The plane ticket is ready for you. It's a flight from New York to Beijing at 7:45 this morning. The check is for ten million US dollars. I think..."
Fu Tianlai looked at Zhou Xuan and then said, word by word, "I know your identity very well. Ten million US dollars is enough for you to eat, drink, have fun, get married, and live a long life. Forget about America. This is not your world!"
Zhou Xuan had seen this kind of disgusting plot in domestic TV dramas no less than a thousand times, but he never expected that it would eventually happen to him!
My heart felt like it was being stabbed, but I wore a faint smile on my face.
Zhou Xuan stuffed the plane ticket into his pocket, then tore the check to shreds almost without even glancing at it, and said indifferently, "Mr. Fu, I do come from the countryside and have struggled for money my whole life. I don't want to play the high and mighty card in front of you, but I've always only taken what I'm entitled to. This isn't something I'm taking!"
Fu Tianlai remained silent, trying to gauge Zhou Xuan's true intentions.
Zhou Xuan was too lazy to pay him any more attention. People with different paths cannot work together, and since they didn't see eye to eye, there was no point in saying anything more.
He went up to the second floor to get his suitcase, pressed his aching chest at the second-floor entrance, and tried to calm himself down before coming downstairs.
Fu Tianlai then said, "Junjie is waiting in the car outside. He'll take you to the airport."
Zhou Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and carried his suitcase straight to the outside of the villa. Li Junjie had driven an ordinary Audi.
Zhou Xuan stuffed the box into the trunk of the car, got in, and let Li Junjie drive. He stared out the window, the sky was just beginning to lighten, but he didn't actually see anything. It was as if the clouds were passing by, coming and going!
(I highly recommend "The Way of the Commoner Official," a classic work on officialdom by Nan Hua, to my friend who is also quite lonely. It's a must-read for anyone interested in urban officialdom!)
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Volume 1, Chapter 43: A Chance Encounter
In the departure hall of New York International Airport. (website address omitted)
Li Junjie still felt somewhat guilty towards Zhou Xuan, but he was also aware of his cousin Fu Ying's situation. After seeing Zhou Xuan to the waiting hall, he patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Brother, you're a very good person. I think your cousin has good taste, but things don't always go as planned. Take care, brother!"
Zhou Xuan waved his hand and said, "Thank you, you can go back now. There's still half an hour left, I can wait by myself."
Li Junjie didn't think much of it and smiled, saying, "Alright, see you again in China sometime!"
Zhou Xuan nodded and sat down in a seat in the hall. It was only seven o'clock in the morning, but there were quite a few people in the hall, mostly of European and American descent, with a few Asian faces. No one was speaking; only the sound came from the huge electronic screen in front.
Li Junjie walked about ten meters when Zhou Xuan suddenly stood up and called out, "Mr. Li... wait..."
Li Junjie turned around and asked, "What is it?"
"You..." Zhou Xuan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Tell Fu Ying not to come looking for me again, and I won't go to that place again!"
"Okay, I'll tell her to take care!" Li Junjie waved again.
Watching Li Junjie walk out of the waiting hall, Zhou Xuan slumped weakly into a chair. At that moment, he suddenly missed Fu Ying terribly and realized that this beautiful girl had unknowingly entered his heart.
Her eyes were a little moist. She covered her face and sat there for a while until she calmed down before letting go. She looked at her watch. It was 7:20. There were about ten minutes left before boarding. Zhou Xuan took out her plane ticket and passport and held them in her hands.
Just as he was about to stand up and take his suitcase to the ticket gate, he suddenly noticed that someone sitting next to him on his right was looking at him. He turned his head to look and saw that the person looking at him was a girl in her early twenties with an Asian face like his.
But she possesses stunning beauty!
There are such strange things in this world. I always think that I can't find a beautiful girlfriend. Even if it's someone else or someone I meet on the street, it's still pleasing to the eye to see a beautiful woman. But where are there so many beautiful women in this world? Every time I see someone, they are not what you would call a beautiful woman.
Unexpectedly, he was now encountering extremely beautiful girls all the time. This girl was almost as beautiful as Fu Ying, but their temperaments were quite different. Fu Ying was noble and reserved, while this girl was lively and playful.
Although she didn't speak, you could tell from her bright eyes and slightly upturned lips.
Zhou Xuan paused for a moment, then turned away from her and dragged his suitcase to leave.
The girl then asked him, "Are you Chinese? I heard you speak Mandarin just now."
Zhou Xuan paused, taken aback. The girl spoke with a very pure Beijing accent, much more standard than his own. From her words, he could tell she was definitely Chinese. If she were from another Southeast Asian country, her Chinese accent would never be so pure.
“I’m Chinese.” Zhou Xuan stopped and asked her, “You’re from Beijing, right?”
The girl giggled, her voice as clear as a silver bell, and said, "Yes, you're taking a flight back home, right? I'm waiting for someone... I'm picking someone up!"
Zhou Xuan nodded and replied, "I'm returning to China. It's rare to meet a Chinese person here. I'm very happy to meet you, but I have to go now. Goodbye!"
The girl quickly said, "Wait a minute, can you help me up?"
Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that there was a crutch on the girl's right side, and her right foot was in a cast. It turned out that her right foot was injured.
After a moment of stunned silence, Zhou Xuan quickly went over to help her up and handed her his cane. In that brief moment of brushing against her, he was filled with her delicate fragrance.
The girl smiled and said, "We're practically family in America. We don't stand on ceremony when we're family. Could you help me get there a little longer? My period is almost here. There's only one flight to China at 7:45. I still have some time. Can I bother you a little longer?"
Of course, there's absolutely no problem with that, and it's certainly not because she's an extremely beautiful girl.
Zhou Xuan supported her with one hand and pulled his own suitcase with the other, slowly helping her to the passenger exit.
There were quite a few people coming out of the airport. The girl stared intently at the people coming out, and Zhou Xuan, who was supporting her, didn't notice. He looked down at his watch; it was 7:28, and there was still a little time left.