Chapter 90: Give Flowers
Chapter 90: Give Flowers
Everyone in this world has his or her own luck and misfortune, and no one can empathize with someone else's experience.
Therefore, An Rushong did not admit that he was qualified to sympathize with Han Meiyan. She might be living a very depressed life in the Liu family and had no happiness at all. But if she were to live with an ordinary man who truly loved and cherished her, she might not necessarily be happy.
Everyone says that happiness is to make peace with oneself, but how many people, except fools and children, can really do this?
In fact, An Rushong couldn't explain clearly what kind of relationship he had with Han Meiyan, but one thing that was certain was that he seemed more like Han Meiyan's husband than Liu Taiming, because he was more familiar with this woman's body than Liu Taiming, and he knew better what this woman wanted.
"Liu Taiming may be sentenced to prison soon," Han Meiyan wiped the tears from her face while being hugged by An Rusong, and said, "The term may be six months or one year. It depends on the opinion of the prosecutors. Of course, it also depends on when Liu Taimin can settle the issue of equity distribution."
An Rushong didn't say anything, but just gently stroked her shoulders with the palm of his hand to soothe her emotions.
"In the past two years, Liu Taimin's health has not been good." Han Meiyan also called her father-in-law by his name. "The issue of inheritance of the family property has long been on his agenda."
The inheritance tax in South Korea is incredibly high. Most family chaebols will choose to circumvent the inheritance tax by setting up family trust funds. As an American tycoon once said, "Only rich people who do poor tax planning pay inheritance tax." The same is true in South Korea.
"Liu Taiming is almost 40 years old, but he is still as naive as a fool," Han Meiyan continued, "He actually believed what the old man said. He really thought that he could take the blame for the family and go to prison for half a year or a year. After he comes out, he can replace Liu Taihe and become the helmsman of Damushan Group. Doesn't he know how the Zheng family drama ended in the end?"
An Rushong couldn't help but click his tongue when he heard this. He didn't ask what had happened in the Liu family that they had to push a son out to take the blame and go to jail, but no matter what the reason was, as Han Meiyan said, Liu Taiming's idea was too naive.
The cold-bloodedness of South Korea's chaebol families is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people. If anyone thinks that he can get the position of heir by shedding blood and taking the blame for the family, then it is not just naivety, but utter stupidity.
In a case like Liu Taiming, if he wants to take over his father's position, he has to do as Han Meiyan planned. Don't say any nonsense and just do it. Kill all the brothers and sisters in the family and put them in jail, leaving the old man in the family with no choice. The position of the next head of the family will naturally fall on him.
Perhaps because she made a lot of money, or perhaps because she had a lot of fun before, Han Meiyan seemed quite talkative today. She told An Rusong about some of the family infighting and grudges of the Liu family.
For Han Meiyan, the process of narrating is actually a process of venting, venting her dissatisfaction with her father-in-law, her husband, her brother-in-law, and everyone in the Liu family. And An Rusong is the best listener, he just listens patiently, and at a suitable time, makes a simple and thoughtful agreement.
In this way, Han Miyeon's emotions were best soothed.
So, sometimes a scumbag is not just a scumbag. Compared to a straight man, he knows better how to soothe a woman's emotions.
When they came out of Han Meiyan's newly purchased mansion, it was already past lunch time. An Rushong invited Han Meiyan to have lunch together, but she refused on the pretext that she wanted to rest more.
The rain was still falling from the sky. Not only was it raining, but it was raining even harder. From time to time, dull thunder could be heard in the thick clouds that covered the entire city.
After picking up the car, An Rushong drove all the way out of the underground parking lot of Lotte World Tower. When the car turned onto the main street, he saw a stage that had been set up at some point in the Lotte Plaza opposite.
The stage had no roof to shelter from the rain; it was built in the open air. Eight girls wearing white short-sleeved T-shirts, blue pleated skirts, white socks and white sneakers were singing and dancing on the stage in the rain.
An Rusong slowed down the car, rolled down the window, and heard clear singing coming from the direction of the square: ".I will never give up
, please protect me with your unchanging love, along with my scarred heart."
Listening to this familiar song, An Rushong seemed to be floating back to his previous life. He remembered that in his previous life, he was very obsessed with the eight girls on the stage for a while. Those long legs made him drool.
But now, look at them, these 8 yellow-haired girls are really unsophisticated. Of course, the main reason is that these girls are still young and have not matured yet.
Come to think of it, they have just debuted as a group. Even though this song "The World We Meet Again" is relatively successful, they are still not that popular in Korea as a whole.
Just like now, I came out in the rain to do an announcement, but there were only two or three kittens under the stage. The scene was so sad.
Looking at the people holding umbrellas walking back and forth in the square, but few people stopped to watch the performance on the stage, An Rushong suddenly had an idea in his mind.
He turned the car around on the road, found a parking space on the sidewalk across the road, parked the car, and walked towards the south side of Lotte Plaza with an umbrella. In the corner of the south side of the square, there was an inconspicuous flower shop. He walked over with an umbrella and bought two bunches of so-called "Powder Snow Mountain" at the flower shop, and walked towards the stage in front of the square.
On the stage, the girls had just finished singing a song and were interacting with the audience under the host's guidance. But there were only six or seven people in the audience, probably arranged by the mall, so the interaction was fake and awkward.
The most important thing is that it was raining. Although it was not heavy, it kept pouring on the stage. The girls' hair and clothes were soaked and stuck to their bodies. Not only were they slightly exposed, but they also looked extremely embarrassed. The most embarrassing thing was that even though they were all exposed, there were not many people under the stage to watch the fun.
It is precisely because of this that when An Rushong walked over holding a black umbrella and two bunches of flowers, he stood out.
Ignoring other people's gazes, An Rushong walked straight to the front of the stage. He placed the two bunches of flowers in his hands on the edge of the stage, then raised his head and glanced at the eight girls one by one.
Every time he glanced at a person, he would call out their name. After calling out the last girl's name, he clenched his fist and shouted, "Fitting, you will succeed!"
After saying this, he didn't even wait for the girls on the stage to react, he just turned around and left.
"Thanks."
After a while, the girls behind him said thank you in a mixed voice. An Rusong did not turn around, but just raised his hand and waved it.
He didn't know whether his actions today would leave a deep enough impression on the eight girls on the stage, but it didn't matter, at least some impression would be enough.
One day in the future, when their photos are published in newspapers or appear on TV news programs, they will naturally remember them.
At that time, if I still have some free time, maybe I can chat with them more and get closer to them.
Back in the car, An Rushong threw the umbrella on the back seat and was about to start the car when the cell phone in his pocket rang.
I looked at the caller ID and saw it was my sister Rubin calling.
Without thinking too much, he started the car and pressed the answer button.
"Brother!" As soon as the call was connected, Rubin's voice came out of the phone, "I received the admission letter from Korea High School!"
His sister's voice was so loud that An Rushong was startled, but he immediately became happy.
When Rubin first arrived in Seoul, An Rushong decided to send her to Korea High School. After all, her ambition was to be admitted to the law school of Korea University.
Although Korea High School is a private high school, the admission requirements for students are still quite high. Over the past period of time, An Rushong has been arranging for his sister to review while also processing her admission application.
Some time ago, Ru Bin also took part in a transfer student examination organized by Korea High School. Now it seems that she has obviously passed the transfer student examination.
"Really? That's good news," An Rushong said with a smile as he turned the steering wheel and drove the car out of the rear and onto the road.
"Brother, I not only received the admission notice, but also got an excellent grade," Rubin said proudly on the phone, "The teacher who sent the notice said that if I can maintain excellent grades in the first semester after admission, I can get a scholarship."
"Haha, our Rubin is the best," An Rushong praised sincerely.
South Korea attaches great importance to education. If An Rusong's family was not so poor, Rubin would have such good academic performance, and the old men and women in the family would feel proud when they go out.
"Did you know when you can start school?" An Rushong asked after praising him.
There was no way. He no longer rejected this step-sister, but to be honest, he still hoped that his sister would go to school and live in the school dormitory as soon as possible.
It's nothing else. With such a younger sister around, he simply can't relax in the mansion in Songquandong. Just imagine, if he didn't have this younger sister living with him, there would only be him, Sun Manzhu and Li Caicao in the mansion. How happy would his life be?
(End of this chapter)