MTL - Number One Player-Chapter 107 New Year's Eve Dinner

Under the deliberate neglect of his father Shang Ning'an, all the people around ignored Shang Yinhe who was just greeting him.

Shang Yinhe straightened his back, raised his head, with the most standard smile, turned and left as if nothing had happened.

He has long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and he was like the one who came out of the business.

How embarrassing his identity is. Although he is his father's legitimate son, his father hardly recognizes him, and neither does his mother. His mother's family is directly against the merchants, and there is a tendency to never communicate with each other. .

Although there will be no shortage of material, but, almost no one in this big family cares about him.

And a child, if there is no elder to consider the future for him and plan the path for him, how can he struggle to grow up, how can he find a future that suits him?

From a very young age, Shang Yinhe learned to be independent and strong. He determined his favorite school by himself, signed himself up for cram schools, and urged himself to study hard. He did everything he could to maintain his life, and he swore to God that he would live well in the future.

The uncle Shang Danshu took the initiative to leave Shang Ning'an's side, came over to greet him and said, "Yinhe, come to play with your brother and sister?"

When his father Shang Ning'an was away, his uncle Shang Danshu would occasionally come to take care of the young Shang Yinhe. In this old house, the only ones he was closest to were his cousin's family.

But Shang Yinhe doesn't seem to be very close to his cousin's family.

Before coming into contact with his uncle Shang Danshu's family, young Shang Yinhe naively believed that his father should be so ruthless, his mother should be so hysterical, and the family atmosphere should be so malicious.

Because he grew up in such an environment, he naturally regarded such an atmosphere as "family".

But the arrival of Uncle Shang Danshu broke all of this.

He dotes on his daughter Shang Ruyi, he will take the initiative to buy her a Barbie gift, and he will take the initiative to let her ride around on her head; Will take him to learn to play table tennis...

For the first time, Shang Yinhe knew that a family can be like this... so warm, so beautiful, so tolerant, the role of a father can be achieved to this extent, and the tenderness of a mother can be so touching...

One needs to see something in order to have a desire for it.

His mind was out of balance.

It was a tough time.

On the one hand, he clearly understands that Uncle Cousin is for his own good, Uncle Cousin is a very good person, and he should be close to Uncle Cousin;

But on the other hand, he resisted his cousin's approach, he couldn't learn to feedback his cousin's kindness, and his heart was even jealous of his cousin.

In such an atmosphere, although the uncle Shang Danshu cared to take care of him, they did not get very close in the end.

Shang Yinhe still lives alone in the house left to him by his father, lonely, but extremely independent and strong.

"Thank you, Uncle Tang." Shang Yinhe smiled and thanked him. The old past events flowed through his heart like flowing water, leaving only the complexities of the place.

Smile, you must smile at this time, and you can't show the slightest embarrassment.

Sometimes he would be at a loss, what does the grudges of his parents have to do with him? What did he do wrong to deserve such punishment?

But the truth is, you can never change your birth, you can never erase your past.

The only thing you can do is raise your smile, lift your chest, and make your future better.

Shang Yinhe was a pitiful little boy who was never cared for. He struggled all the way to get into one of the top schools in the country, and fixed his sunny disguise as his appearance. He had long understood this truth.

He smiled and seemed to be indifferent as he walked over to his cousin Shang Ruyi and his cousin Shang Jixiang, and had a happy night with them.

He smiled so brightly and brightly that even he couldn't tell whether it was a truly brilliant smile or a stubborn disguise.

Yesterday, when the [Hero Project] game world ended, it happened to be February 2, the day before New Year's Eve; and today is New Year's Eve, the last day of the twelfth lunar month, when all the merchants had a New Year's Eve dinner together.

Businessmen are a big family. During the period of calling for childbirth and being a "heroic mother" after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Grandpa Shang Yinhe gave birth to countless brothers and sisters in his generation, and then various families spread branches and leaves. Now, there are already a large number of people. . This year's New Year's Eve dinner was divided into five tables, so I barely sat down.

During the period after the reform and opening up, the merchants rose up as a family business model and became a large and well-respected family in the magic capital. Due to the rapid development of Modu, the merchants who took the bus from Modu also rushed to the sky. By now, it can be called a business family.

Shang Yinhe has never paid much attention to the family business. He has never considered staying in the business family business. What he has always considered is to resolutely leave the business after economic independence and financial freedom, and it is best to never see him again.

On this New Year's Eve, at the busiest time of the year, the old merchant houses are full of people. All the relatives who are familiar and not familiar with Shang Yinhe are scattered in the old house, gathered in twos and threes in a circle, gossiping and gossip.

The hottest topics this year are of course the brave, the nine songs, evolution, mutation, and the end. Shang Yinhe listened with a smile, and his mood gradually improved.

The wind around him was like an extension of his senses, and naturally brought those gossip to his ears:

"...The stocks of new technology concepts related to evolution and spirit stones have been soaring recently. You should pay attention to this aspect..."

"...Military-related stocks have been rising until now, and there is a lot of potential to be tapped..."

"...It is said that the state is trying to establish an overall plan of extraordinary management..."

The wind wandered around and brought back a sentence from his father:

"...Our family's business should pay attention to transformation, and must not fall behind at this critical moment..."

Shang Yinhe recognized his father's voice from the wind, suddenly pressed a wrong key, and made a big move.

His heart became inexplicably heavy, and he stopped this rambling behavior of controlling the wind. Instead, he chose two middle-aged men who were chatting, playing games and casually listening to their conversations:

"...I heard that someone abroad has awakened a supernatural power, and at that time, a huge pit was directly created on the ground. It's super exaggerated, you know?"

"Awakening ability?"

"Yes, it is said to be a farmer. When he was working on the farm, he suddenly encountered the mutation of crops in the field. His two children and his wife were all involved in the tangle of evolutionary plants. , and he himself was almost dead, and then he woke up—"

The speaker took out his mobile phone, rummaged through the phone album for a while, and found a blurred photo of a huge mine with the wreckage of buildings in the middle, looking terrifying: "That's it. Zhang Tu, I saved it with great difficulty, it is said that the farmer directly awakened in the desperate situation, almost causing the entire farm to collapse."

"It's too exaggerated. Is there such an awakening in our country?"

"It seems that the country has been blocking the news about awakening. At least I haven't heard any of them, but there must be some awakening in our country. In terms of numbers, which country is comparable to China!"

The two people in the conversation haha ​​for a while, and then change the topic of gossip:

"Shang Ning'an returned to China this year. It's really rare for him to return to China."

"I heard that he is abroad and has increased his sales by ten percentage points this year. He is really a strong man."

"Hey, doesn't he have a son who is still in the country? What's his name? Did he come today?"

"Come here, did you see, Shang Ning'an just gave his son a face, oh, that's a good-looking one..."

Shang Yinhe pressed the wrong key again, and made another big move.

"I don't play anymore, I don't feel good today," he maintained a smile on his face and quit the game, "It's almost time for dinner, let's go."

Shang Ruyi glanced at his face, stuck out his tongue, and quit the game: "Okay."

I don't know if it was Shang Yinhe's illusion, but when he walked in this old business man's house, everyone's eyes seemed to pass over him covertly.

Some are slightly contemptuous, some are slightly regretful, and some are full of sympathy.

He turned a blind eye to those contemptuous eyes, and he thought he had nothing to despise; in comparison, those eyes that were slightly regretful and sympathetic made him even more embarrassed.

-I don't need your sympathy.

—Don't look at me with such pitying eyes.

His self-confessed self-trained mood will not fluctuate because of his father's ignorance, but it will sting for those who pity and those who sympathize.

And Shang Yinhe just smiled slightly, using the most standard smile mask to deal with all the eyes of the outside world.

- I'm fine, I'm doing well, I'm doing really well.

- Don't look at me like this, don't look at me like this, don't look at me like this!

Shang Yinhe bid farewell to the brothers and sisters Shang Ruyi and Shang Jixiang, and quietly chose a corner of the dining table, waiting quietly for the start of the New Year's Eve dinner.

For most people, New Year's Eve is a time to celebrate, which means setting off fireworks, receiving red envelopes, and playing freely; but Shang Yinhe just wants to be alone and quietly, without seeing him. In my father's corner, I licked the wounds in my heart alone.

He withdrew his wind power, restrained the desire to use his ability to listen, and some of the words behind him would sound more hurtful and wanton.

No one in the business will care about him who lives in reality. All his tragic stories are just gossip at the moment of small talk.

At 6:30 in the evening, the business dinner was officially opened.

Shang Yinhe was sitting in the corner, looking calm on the surface, but his left hand under the table was holding the phone tightly, as if he was holding some psychological support.

The phone vibrated.

7 p.m., simulcast standard time.

[The UP master "Jiuqu" you follow has released the video "Hero Project"]

Shang Yinhe clicked on the push and saw a familiar video title:

The Hero Project: One.