Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

In any relationship, someone always has to make a sacrifice.

Qi Tongwei's job nature and the level of his position meant that he could not back down; to retreat would mean total defeat.

Then you'll have to cancel it yourself.

In the past, she did not want to quit for several reasons, including the fact that Qi Tongwei's job was not very stable and he traveled around a lot, and she could not take her child with her and move frequently with him.

Now that he's settled in, he'll be in Handong for a long time to come, and he'll probably be promoted there in the next phase.

Handong also has a branch of the research institute, which is sufficient for her daily work.

So, she's willing to make that small concession.

In addition, it was also for the sake of the children. Meng Jie had been gone for six or seven years. Although it is much more convenient to visit each other now, it is still not as close as when she was by his side.

She was also worried about the relationship between the father and daughter. Without a father's love, Meng Jie's personality might change and develop in a bad direction as she lived alone.

Therefore, in these last two years, let the father and daughter spend as much time as possible to cultivate a deep bond.

In the future, if there's anything she doesn't want to talk to him about, she can find another channel to confide in, and her father will give her enough confidence and a sense of security.

This will undoubtedly be of great help to her life abroad in the future.

Finally, Zhiyi also considered the relationship issues between her and her husband. Living apart all the time would cause problems even in the best of relationships.

Each time they met, the initial slight awkwardness and unfamiliarity made Zhiyi feel uncomfortable.

They were also worried that it would affect Qi Tongwei's attitude and views on the relationship.

After careful consideration, she agreed with her parents' opinion that it's better for husbands and wives to live together.

*

The Peninsula Hotel, Hong Kong Island.

After exercising, Li Aimin changed into a comfortable pair of shorts and went downstairs.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, I ordered breakfast.

While eating, I enjoyed the view outside the window.

Hong Kong Island may be small, but life there is really comfortable. Everyone there looks quite respectable, and they actually seem to be doing something quite right.

"What's going on? Is this how your service is at the Peninsula?"

The sudden argument ruined Li Aimin's good mood that morning. Looking back, he saw a woman in an extravagant evening gown lashing out at him, waving her handkerchief.

The manager next to him was explaining something with a troubled expression.

But the other party wouldn't listen at all, just kept making a scene, "I don't care, I came to Peninsula Chong for your service, but where is the service now? Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come in like this, it only lowers my standards and damages my image, can you take responsibility?"

After listening for a while, Li Aimin finally understood that the other person seemed to be talking about him.

His outfit—two muscles, baggy shorts, slippers—is seriously ruining the other person's image!

No, sister, do I know you?

Who do you think you are? How could this affect your image? Where did this slut come from, all dressed up so early in the morning? She's trying to attract all the perverts within a ten-mile radius. Someone like you has an image to speak of!

Li Aimin was amused by the situation, but he wasn't in a hurry and just sat down to continue eating his breakfast.

Hey, don't say that.

This egg is quite interesting to eat, and this lemonade tastes better than the lemon water I make at home.

"Hey waiter, could you give me another one of these, and also bring some bread? This stuff isn't very filling."

“Look at this! What kind of place is this? You country bumpkins, you have some stinking money from who-knows-where and you come here to show off. This is Hong Kong Island, there are plenty of people richer than you here. Is this your place to show off?”

The rustic Cantonese made Li Aimin feel disgusted, so he stood up on the spot and went straight to the other person.

She had just made veiled accusations and lashed out at her underlings, but Li Aimin could pretend he hadn't heard it.

Are you trying to show off to me right now?

When I was flying a plane, you were probably still squatting in some village playing in the mud!

"Da~"

Li Aimin snapped his fingers and stood in front of the other person, raising his hand to cover his ear as if listening: "Where did this pheasant come from? Clucking incessantly since early morning, is it horny because it can't lay its eggs?"

"Who are you scolding?"

The woman in the evening gown slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and pointed at him.

Li Aimin showed no mercy. Before the other person could even poke his face with his finger, he raised his hand and slapped him so hard that the other person spun around on the spot.

"Hey, don't do it, don't do it."

The manager panicked. This customer was too aggressive. How could he start hitting a woman right away?

you--

Find a secluded spot to fight again, this is putting me in a difficult position!

If this gets out, it will definitely damage the reputation of our Peninsula brand. This is a huge problem.

The manager was worried about both the hotel's reputation and the fact that Li Aimin, a guest from mainland China, would be unable to handle the troubles that followed, potentially causing even greater losses for the hotel.

But in Li Aimin's view, their troubles had only just begun.

Peninsula, huh? So impressive, huh?!

"Go and bring me that bag."

He tossed out a HK$500 note, and the shrew next to him immediately and respectfully handed him his phone case.

Unzipping his jacket, Li Aimin dialed a number in front of everyone, then pulled out the cord and arrogantly sat down in his evening gown seat: "Hello, Michael, Iamin Hong Kong. Yes, your hotel... Oh, of course, I am very satisfied with the service here."

His perfect British accent made everyone present widen their eyes.

No, is it appropriate for you to speak with a perfect British accent like that?

Let's say, is it possible that this woman really messed up today?

The evening gown, which took her a while to come to her senses after covering her face, stared at Li Aimin with an uncertain expression. His arrogant and domineering behavior made her feel uneasy, and her eyes also showed a hint of regret and fear.

Has this time I really messed with someone I shouldn't have?

Chapter 873 Arrogant and Overbearing, Kadoorie

After making the call, Li Aimin immediately took the other person's seat.

He glanced at the exquisite dessert tart on the table, then rudely pushed it aside, making a mess of the beautifully plated dessert.

Where are my eggs?

Li Aimin turned to look at his underling, who felt a chill run down his spine. The manager's gaze was like a needle piercing his skin, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

But thinking of the 500 yuan tip he had just received, the younger brother gritted his teeth and went to bring over his egg.

"Your breakfast, sir."

Li Aimin knew that his younger brother's voice was trembling and that he was under a lot of pressure.

With a relieved smile, she raised her hand and handed him another thousand-yuan note, stuffing the money into his breast pocket, and reassured him, "Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Ding, squeak~

The sound of forks colliding with plates became the only melody in the restaurant.

As everyone waited with a mix of questions, unease, and curiosity, two tall, well-dressed foreigners strode in from outside.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, the manager's eyes lit up instantly, but his heart skipped a beat.

"Holy crap, are you kidding me? What's this mainland guy's background?"

"Director Aili, President Yili."

"My esteemed guest, Li, where is he?"

Iri had no interest in dealing with a mere restaurant manager; he just wanted to see the 'customer' his father had mentioned as soon as possible and personally apologize to him.

It was entirely his negligence that allowed the other party to experience such a terrible thing at the Peninsula Hotel, which was under his jurisdiction.

I hope this incident won't affect my father's impression of me.

"This way, President Yili."

The manager quickly led the two around the partition. Li Aimin also put the last bite of breakfast into his mouth, elegantly dabbed his mouth with the napkin, stood up and smiled: "Hi, Ellie."

"Li~ How could you come to Hong Kong Island without telling me? Don't you consider me a friend?"

Ellie rushed to him and gave him a warm hug.

Li Aimin, being quite accommodating, hugged his 'nephew,' who was a head and a half taller than him, thinking to himself, 'What did this foreigner eat to grow up so tall? Isn't he afraid of bumping his head when he walks in?'

"Let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, Iri, the CEO of The Peninsula Hotel."

Ellie put his arm around his shoulder and introduced his brother, Eli Kadoorie, with a teasing and slightly sarcastic smile.

Li Aimin met Michael Kadoorie in Russia. At that time, Michael was not yet the head of the Kadoorie family; he was just a somewhat reckless young man.

He was sent by his family to Russia to see if there were any good opportunities to get a bargain.

Unexpectedly, his high profile attracted the attention of an unscrupulous inspection team.

Then, for the first time in his life, Michael tasted the iron fist of Soviet justice. Having grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth, he was no match for the heavy blow of that iron fist.

He was beaten so badly that he covered his head and begged for mercy, tears and snot streaming down his face.

But for villains who only think about making money, this only makes them more excited.

After learning his true identity from him, the other party wanted to take him away. How could they let such a fat sheep go so easily without squeezing every last drop of profit out of him?

Just then, Li Aimin passed by and saw him being dragged into a car like a dead dog, his face covered in blood, not knowing where he was being taken.

Moved by compassion, Li Aimin had the thugs stopped and easily persuaded them to hand over Michael to him.

Thus, Michael escaped the villains' control and boarded the T-90 that Li Aimin was riding in.

He was escorted by fully armed troops to his post in the Far East.

There, the two forged a deep friendship.

Li Aimin also used his capital to consume a large number of discarded goods at the base.

Examples include the soon-to-be-scrapped T-90, the dilapidated M28 Havoc due to lack of maintenance, and the nuclear submarine reactor control system that has lost its funding for maintenance.

Over the course of five years, Li Aimin handled far too many things, so many that he himself couldn't remember what he had done.

Sometimes, Li Aimin would wake up in the middle of the night and couldn't help but think about one question: "Did I have to sell out 'Big Ivan' too?"

During this period, Michael also received substantial cash returns.

This allowed him to gradually rise in the family, gain his grandfather's favor, and eventually grow into the captain who would steer the family's course.

Li Aimin didn't actually intend to disturb him on this trip.

After all, I'm here on some personal business, which concerns the future inheritance of the Li family's wealth, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

He didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble or draw unnecessary attention.

The vast wealth inherited is a delicious cake to the outside world.

Given the chance, everyone would want to take a bite.

If someone with ulterior motives targets him, who knows when they might suddenly open their gaping maw and tear a piece of flesh from his body?

Capitalist greed knows no bounds.

However, Li Aimin will not compromise himself now that he has encountered a problem.

My second sister-in-law has already made most of the preparations, and I've basically achieved my goal for this trip, so there's no need to hide anything anymore.

Moreover, too much of a good thing can be bad; being overly cautious can also seem strange.

"Li, are you alright?"

Only after learning that he was alright did Iri ask the manager what had happened.

When he learned what had happened from the manager, his father, a distinguished guest, had been insulted by someone in the restaurant.

While feeling helpless, Yili also felt some resentment towards Li Aimin for doing things his own way.

The Peninsula Hotel is a landmark of Hong Kong Island, and everyone here pays extra attention to their image.