Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

He was the first person to come to the restaurant dressed like that.

'If you don't like being restricted, why not eat in your room?'

No matter how much she complained, Iri could only deal with the immediate problem first.

"Madam, you have been evicted. The Peninsula Hotel will no longer provide you with any services from today onwards. We are very sorry for this."

"What? What right do you have to expel me? I'm going to sue you."

“That’s your right,” Iri replied calmly, tilting her head at the manager, who tactfully sent someone to remove the frantically struggling woman from the restaurant.

This absurd yet brilliant farce has finally come to an end.

“Alright, problem solved.” Ellie put her arm around his shoulder affectionately and said, “This way, Lee, Father wants to see you in person. His ship is already on its way back.”

On his private yacht worth hundreds of millions of dollars, Michael is smoking a cigar and gazing at Victoria Harbour in the distance.

This land has witnessed the rise of the Kadoorie family and carries their wealth and legacy.

Ensuring that this wealth and legacy will last forever is Michael's top priority right now.

The appearance of Li Aimin gave him some new goals.

Perhaps he should also turn his gaze to the behemoth on the other side of the river; the quietly sleeping giant has already shown signs of awakening.

Chapter 874 Reunion of Old Friends, National Confidence

Once aboard the yacht, Li Aimin touched and looked around with great interest.

This kind of large toy is what a real man should pursue.

"Li, haha, come here quickly, let me see you."

On the top deck, the well-built Michael gripped the railing, sticking his head out over the fence and laughing at him.

"Hi, Michael."

Li Aimin waved and went up the stairs to the top-floor skybridge.

The open-air flybridge deck is well-ventilated and offers a wide view. Fresh grilled ribs are placed on the central movable table, while the chef is showing off his culinary skills at the barbecue grill next to it.

“My dear Li, I miss you so much.”

With her fingers still covered in grease and seasoning, Migo hugged him without saying a word and slapped his back hard with both hands.

It's obvious without even looking that his clothes are ruined.

"Migo".

Li Aimin gritted her teeth and pretended to be fierce as she hugged him tightly.

"Hahaha~"

The easygoing and portly Michael didn't care about his revenge at all and warmly invited him to try the freshly baked ribs on the table.

“I remember this is your favorite, so I had it specially prepared.”

Picking up a lamb rib, Li Aimin said with considerable emotion, "Thank you, buddy, thank you for remembering my taste."

"Of course, how could I forget? We lived together for more than a year."

“You know, back then you would complain about how bad the food was every day. To make my ears feel better, I had to desperately search for all kinds of raw materials to see which ones would suit your taste and make you stop complaining.”

Pointing to the lamb ribs on the table, Michael said smugly, "Finally, I've found it."

"Haha~"

His oil-stained hands slapped his shoulder hard.

Li Aimin deliberately grabbed the ribs with his palms, getting his hands covered in oil.

Michael's forehead twitched; this beach T-shirt, worth $2000, was his favorite custom-made piece.

But compared to friends, it still seems insignificant.

"You're still the same as ever, always holding a grudge."

"Dude, don't show off your Chinese. It sounds like you've scalded your mouth with boiling water."

"Hahaha……"

The two teased each other, reminiscing about their youthful days.

"In the blink of an eye, we've grown so old."

Touching the white hair at his temples, Michael was filled with emotion.

He was afraid of growing old; there were so many things he hadn't had time to do, and so many beautiful things in this world that he cherished.

As a big shot at the top of the pyramid, the world is incredibly wonderful to him.

"What, are you also trying to hold onto your youth like those foreigners?"

"No, no, no, I was just expressing my feelings."

Michael knew about foreign "longevity" technology and had invested a lot of money in it.

Possible effects—

Disgusting.

Those wicked consequences were something Michael would rather die than touch.

If it takes women and children to exchange for youth, then he hopes the whole world will die sooner.

"This is the old friend I know."

Li Aimin had also heard of those technologies, and felt nothing but disgust.

In Li Aimin's eyes, relying on those disgusting technological achievements to eke out a living is not as comfortable as a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

people!

If you're going to die, then die. What's the point of living so long?

They always dream of immortality, something that even our ancestors, who ruled the world, couldn't achieve, yet a bunch of barbarians have managed to do it.

Then our ancestor died in vain!

“Li, please stop laughing at me. As a fellow countryman, I feel ashamed.”

“Hey.” Li Aimin patted his shoulder reassuringly, then playfully nudged him with his elbow to express his intimacy: “Remember what I said? Good people or bad people are never distinguished by ethnicity, skin color, or gender.”

“Your ideas are always so avant-garde,” Michael said enviously. “Being with you, I feel like an old man.”

"Can we talk about something else?"

Li Aimin didn't want to listen to his complaints. "You've enjoyed the life of a rich person for most of your life. It's worth dying for."

Those young people who were born into hardship, who never had the chance to see peace, experience what it's like to be well-fed, or enjoy a prosperous era before closing their eyes to the world, are the ones who should feel regret.

'Damn, those foreigners are so pretentious.'

He cursed under his breath as the freshly baked tomahawk steak was served. Just as the chef was about to cut it with a knife, Li Aimin waved his hand to stop him.

"Don't cut it, it tastes better to eat it with the bone on."

After saying that, amidst the chef's confused, astonished, and embarrassed expression, she grabbed the entire tomahawk steak and began to tear into it with relish.

Their savage-like eating habits made even self-proclaimed 'civilized' foreigners uncomfortable.

In particular, the other party was an important guest who could chat and laugh with such a big shot as Michael.

The conflict arising from this contrast is difficult to process at first.

"Okay, you all go down!"

Michael thoughtfully dismissed everyone and stood in front of the grill to start turning over the top-grade Wagyu beef.

Beautiful marble patterns, rich in oils sizzling.

Just watching it change little by little under high temperature is satisfying.

"Thirty percent?"

"Fifty percent."

Michael was somewhat surprised. "You've changed a lot."

He insisted on eating it medium-rare and repeatedly emphasized that only in this way could he taste the original flavor of the Wagyu beef, making him even more of a foreigner than himself, a foreigner.

"That's vanity, influenced by you foreigners. Now, people here have their own ideas."

Li Aimin pointed to his head, indicating that he was ready to mature.

No more blindly imitating foreigners or envying their customs and traditions; we have enough to learn from what our ancestors left us.

In this respect, Li Aimin was largely influenced by his son.

Despite his youth, Yaohui's performance in other areas is mediocre.

But when it comes to national self-confidence, they far surpass many others.

They always start by saying things like, "Our ancestors did this and that," "We have so many years of tradition," and "People from China are the coolest."

Sometimes even Li Aimin himself wondered where his son got such confidence and arrogance.

"If there's anything I can help you with during your trip to Hong Kong Island, please don't hesitate to ask."

"It's a small matter, about the foundation and the family office."

"Oh, so you've already started preparing for the succession."

Michael was relieved, as he had previously called to remind him to make arrangements for his passing as soon as possible.

Because you never know whether an accident or tomorrow will come first.

Making adequate preparations in advance is essential to avoid terrible internal strife and financial losses when unexpected events occur.

How many once illustrious families have been destroyed by internal strife? People should learn a lot from this.

But the fact is, some people still dismiss this.

Such people often believe that they are the protagonist of the world and that bad things will never happen to them.

Only luck was always by his side.

However, a closer examination reveals that those once-prominent families that have fallen on hard times were also once so fortunate.

They were invincible until the mighty Dalang destroyed everything.

Chapter 875 Bai Jiadao, the essence

Michael talked a lot about funds and family offices.

Starting with his grandfather's generation, Kadoorie established a 'butler' system to serve the family.

That was the prototype of a 'family office'.

As time went on, the entire 'butler' system began to become bloated, and Kadoorie took the opportunity to transform it into a family office.

They also established a private equity fund dedicated to serving the family, and through the creation of multiple branches and offices, distributed equity to family members holding key positions in these institutions and offices.

In this way, family members can use this to counter the foundation and safeguard their own interests and the vast wealth accumulated over generations.

"Then, how can we ensure that family members don't kick the manager out?"

"A mechanism, an excellent and complex mechanism."

To ensure the foundation's proper operation, managers and family members retain their due rights, creating a system of checks and balances that prevents the overall ecosystem from becoming unbalanced.

His grandfather spent a fortune hiring experts from all walks of life, as well as truly intelligent people, from all over the world.

Then, they locked them in the conference room.

Working tirelessly for three days, they came up with a perfect solution.

"They did it, but nobody knows how they did it."

The truth is, Michael himself didn't understand many of the rules; he was just mechanically following the 'instructions'.

This is sufficient to ensure the normal operation and succession of the Kadoorie family.

As for those mind-bending problems, it's best to leave them to truly intelligent people.