It was a cha vehicle model completely welded together from bullet casings.
The front of the vehicle was spliced into a wedge shape using anti-aircraft artillery shells, and the doors were made of neatly arranged rifle casings. The most amazing part was that every joint could move, and the tracks were actually ford by stringing together hundreds of small-caliber bullet casings. It was exceptionally exquisite.
Old Master Ji's hands trembled slightly. "Who sent this?"
He thought of his childhood. When he was six or seven, the fathers of Old Hai and Old Si were both in the military and would give them bullet casing toys as birthday gifts. On the surface, he acted dismissive, but as soon as he got ho, he would cry and throw a tantrum, pestering his mother for one too.
At that ti, his mother's eyes were red, but he didn't care. He just kept crying, determined not to stop until he got what he wanted.
He vaguely rembered that his mother seed to have gone out and brought back a box of bullet casings for him. However, she wasn't good at crafts, so those casings just sat in his bookcase. One day, they were snatched away by Old Hai and Old Si, which made him burst into loud tears out of anger.
Rong Yu walked over. "It's Sheng Qingyan. I've talked to him about this."
Old Master Ji's excitent vanished in an instant.
He curled his lip. "Why is he sending a gift? Who cares for it?"
Old Master Hai: "I care. Let see."
Old Master Si: "This little gadget is really exquisitely made. The craftsmanship is incredible..."
"Don't touch it, you might break it." Old Master Ji slapped the backs of their hands and shouted, "Yuan, quickly put it away for . Be careful, if you break it, I'll hold you responsible!"
Rong Yu: "..."
This old guy, acting both disdainful and cherishing at the sa ti. His expressions were truly rich.
More and more guests gradually arrived.
The Rong family also arrived. Rong Wangtian and Shen Lin brought Rong Ruoyao to the banquet. They gifted tea leaves because they had found out that the Old Master loved drinking tea, specifically Da Hong Pao, so they specially commissioned soone to buy a premium batch.
Old Master Ji took a glance. It was actually the exact sa tea as the one Yuan had gifted. It was quite thoughtful of them.
He spoke calmly, "President Rong, Madam Rong, feel free to eat and drink. Make yourselves at ho."
The couple smiled and nodded.
Shen Lin gave Rong Ruoyao a push. "Your sister is over there. Go over and chat with her."
Rong Ruoyao originally didn't want to go.
But when she looked up, she saw Rong Yu surrounded by a group of wealthy heirs. Those usually aloof young ladies and gentlen were surprisingly friendly towards Rong Yu.
She thought for a mont, lifted the hem of her dress, and walked over.
Rong Yu was hanging out with a group of wealthy youths. Ji Zhouye was talking about his grand plan: "After I intern at the Ji Corporation for two months, I'm going to open a gaming company. You guys all need to invest. You hear ? All of you, invest in !"
Si Lin was speechless. "Investing in you is worse than throwing money into the water just to hear a splash."
Tang Mi took a sip of champagne. "Ji Zhouye, show the business plan first before we talk."
Zhou Shiyu rolled her eyes. "Opening a company right after finishing high school. Miss Rong, tell us, can he really do it?"
Just then, Rong Ruoyao's voice rang out: "Sister."
Rong Yu turned her head and gave a soft affirmative hum.
"Sister, you know a lot. I wanted to ask you, what university and major do you think I should apply for?" Rong Ruoyao put on a humble expression. "I had my horoom teacher estimate my score, and it's around seven hundred points."
"Seven hundred points!" Si Lin was completely shocked. "If I could have scored that high back then, I probably would have inherited the Si family by now."
Ji Zhouye rolled his eyes. "What's so great about seven hundred points? My fourth brother is estimated to get seven hundred and thirty, and he didn't go around shouting it for everyone to know. What a show-off."
Rong Ruoyao's smile froze on her face.
Rong Yu said calmly, "Aye."
This kid's own estimated score was only a little over five hundred, yet he had the nerve to look down on soone with seven hundred points.
Seven hundred points in the liberal arts was definitely not low. Although Rong Ruoyao was a bit scheming, it had to be admitted that when it ca to studying, her abilities were unquestionable.
She spoke up, "Choosing a university and major all depends on your own plans for the future."
Rong Ruoyao smiled and nodded. "Thank you for the advice, Sister."
She was just looking for a conversation starter to blend in; she wasn't actually looking for any specific advice.
At that mont, a guest suddenly arrived.
Old Master Ji brought Ji Zhiyuan and personally went down the deck to welco them.
Rong Yu looked down and saw an elderly lady wearing a deep purple qipao. She was about seventy years old, dressed elegantly and luxuriously, and her hands were tightly clasped with the Old Master's.
The two stood below and began conversing.
"Brother-in-law, it's been at least ten years since we last saw each other, hasn't it?" The elderly lady looked deeply moved. "I thought we would et at your eightieth birthday celebration. I didn't expect you to throw a big party for your seventy-ninth. As soon as I received the news, I rushed over imdiately. Thankfully, I'm not late."
Rong Yu was taken aback.
Brother-in-law?
Then who was this person?
"It's Great-Aunt. Her husband's family surna is Xie, and they are from the capital," Ji Zhouye said. "When I was very young, Great-Aunt seed to have visited the Ji family. Later, as she got older, we interacted less."
"My sister left us too early." Old Madam Xie wiped the corner of her eye. "I still rember when my sister was sick, I stayed at the Ji family ho for over half a year, praying every day for her to get better quickly. Who could have imagined that she would still pass away just like that, leaving behind my brother-in-law and such a young child..."
Old Master Ji's eyes turned red. "During those years when your sister was sick, it was indeed hard on you. Sigh, if only your sister were still alive..."
"Old Master, Great-Aunt, let's go up and chat," Ji Zhiyuan spoke up. "This way, please."
Old Madam Xie's gaze swept over the children of the Ji family. "They've all grown up and are so tall. They are truly promising. My sister's spirit in heaven can rest in peace."
She patted all five children and even wanted to pick up Duoduo, but unfortunately, due to her old age, she couldn't lift her.
Duoduo said obediently, "Great-Auntie can just give a kiss."
Old Madam Xie couldn't help but laugh. "Other people's children usually shy away from the elderly, but this little granddaughter of yours actually asked for a kiss. You've raised her so well."
"Of course." Old Master Ji said proudly. "Duoduo used to be very timid, but ever since..."
At this point, he paused.
Old Madam Xie didn't press the matter. She pressed her temples and said, "Brother-in-law, I feel a bit dizzy. Could you take to a room to rest for a while first?"
Old Master Ji nodded and personally escorted her over.
As soon as the two of them left, Old Master Si pulled Rong Yu into a corner. "Miss Rong, let tell you, this Old Madam Xie was quite sothing in her youth."
Rong Yu looked curious. "How so?"
Old Master Hai winked and grimaced. "Back then, she was the flower of the Haicheng Art Troupe, known as the number one beauty of Haicheng. She was exceptionally beautiful and very smart."
"When Old Ji married her sister, she strongly opposed it. She looked down on Old Ji and said that marrying him would bring bad luck. She even reminded us to transfer our family wealth, and sure enough, there was political turmoil later." Old Master Si shrugged. "She later married a military officer in the capital and beca an official's wife. She was very glamorous, but unfortunately..."
Old Master Hai shook his head. "Unfortunately, her husband died very early. Thirty or forty years ago, the Xie family was quite prominent in the capital, but now hardly anyone knows of them."
The two of them rambled on and talked about many things.
Rong Yu listened quietly.
"Splash!"
Suddenly, the sound of a heavy splash echoed nearby.
Rong Yu sprinted toward the commotion, only to find that a few seven- or eight-year-old children, daring each other to see who was the bravest, had climbed onto the railing and accidentally tumbled into the sea.
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