Zhu Qingshen almost stuttered when he heard that she was so full of things, he said: "You, did you really figure it out by yourself?"

Xia Dirui raised his eyebrows proudly and took his brother's speech as himself without hesitation: "Of course, can there be any falsehood? We welcome foreigners who are truly friendly to China, but I will never be polite if I have any ideas."

"If it were you, what would you do?"

"What else can it be? Since it is so chaotic like Beijing, it's better to win the chaos. Join forces to suppress the whole family, separate them, and defeat them one by one. The foreigners have their own goals and have their own ulterior motives. It's not easy to deal with them. Take the seemingly strict and united Japanese triads as an example. The Japanese are not a solid piece of iron, with several factions fighting each other for power. If I use money to smash it, I don't believe that I can't cultivate a loyal dog-legged person? I don't have to spend any effort to let them beat their own people."

If it was seen by outsiders, the father and daughter would have a long chat, and it seemed to be a joyful one. However, the conversation was about such a serious topic, which scared many people's chins.

This is the truth of the big family. To see the family affection they occasionally show, it is just that when there are many people, they act.

Zhu Qingshen rubbed his temples and said, "From tomorrow, you will add another course on international relations."

"I have to add more classes? I can't learn so many of the original courses." Xia Dirui spitted out her pink little tongue.

"Okay, go and rest."

After Xia Dirui left, Zhu Qingshen fell into deep thought. Under the calmness on the surface, there was a surging mood.

The eldest master of the Zhu family originally had a son and a daughter. His son's surname was Zhu, but his daughter Xia Dirui followed his wife's surname. His wife came from a large family with a very deep background in the north and had only a lot of resources than the Zhu family. The union between the two parties was a political marriage. Even if his wife was beautiful, they had no feelings for each other. Therefore, this wife, who had a great influence in her family, often spent money outside, and he couldn't control her, so he could only let it go.

Many years ago, Zhu Qingshen's son disappeared somewhere, and there is no news yet. I don't know whether he is dead or alive. He is now in his twenties. The high-ranking family concept is the most important. Zhu Qingshen is the eldest son and grandson, and is a sure family heir. However, his son is missing, and women cannot or are allowed to be the head of the family. The next generation of heirs becomes a question.

Could it be that the power of the next generation will fall on the sidelines? Zhu Qingshen's hair turned white due to this problem.

I hate being born in the imperial family the most. Even if it is the era of the Republic, the energy mastered by the Zhu family is enough to be called the royal family. In the imperial family, the relationship is the most indifferent. After all, only the prosperity and continuation of the family is the most important. The family implements the system of inheriting the eldest son. Even if he has many mistresses outside and raising illegitimate children, he is not qualified to inherit the family.

But what Xia Dirui said made Zhu Qingshen realize that there was a new difference. This precocious girl with extremely high IQ might be able to do it!

As long as she is trained for another ten years, she will be the new generation of Queen of Xiangjing! Her skills will make all the restless men surrender to her!

As long as you strengthen and consolidate your power within these ten years, create momentum for your daughter, and create better conditions, once she grows up, everyone will not be able to stop her. Even the strictest inheritance system of the eldest son will be overshadowed.

After thinking about it, Zhu Qingshen felt that her daughter had changed too quickly. If she hadn't seen her cute expression raising her eyebrows before, she would have really suspected that she was possessed by an alien and was reincarnated through time. After these three months of experience, she must have met someone who could change her better than her biological son.

Master Zhu is very interested in meeting this person.

After ringing the bell, he called the old housekeeper: "Uncle Ding, find someone who is capable and check what the lady has experienced during the period of running away from home."

The old housekeeper replied: "Yes."

When I returned to the room, there were two additional bodyguards and maids, both carefully trained by the Zhu family. They served the Zhu family for several generations in a row, and their loyalty to the Zhu family was beyond doubt.

Xia Dirui was about to take a shower. The young and well-behaved maid had already put water in the bathroom that was even larger than the Zhutou Lane apartment. Fresh rose petals were floating on the clear water surface, with precious Chinese herbs inside, and the fragrance was everywhere. In Chen Huayao's words, this water was enough to drink it even if you were to take a bath. The maid bent down and gently tried the water temperature with her tender face. She felt it was appropriate and then walked out the door and smiled and said, "Miss, it's OK."

The baby remembered the ragged but clean shower in the apartment in Zhutou Lane, and applied the soap that his brother used smelled good. He was a little depressed and said, "I want to shower. I have changed the basin of water. Give me a piece of 'Hero' soap."

Zhuangshi brand soap is a cheaper brand on the market. The maid has been in the luxurious and wealthy Zhu family for a long time, and has never even heard of it. A pot of water with medicinal materials and rose petals costs at least a few thousand yuan, and it can be replaced as soon as possible. But the lady's words are the orders, and the maid prepares as she says.

Xia Dirui thought for a while and said, "Forget it, don't waste it. Wasting things is not a good child. Let's prepare it tomorrow."

"Yes, Miss."

Xia Dirui said: "You go and ask the kitchen if you can make authentic Lingxi Guicheng snail noodles. If you can make them, make a bowl of them. If you don't know, send someone to the food stall in the West District to buy them. I have to have a midnight snack after taking a shower."

It takes a full three hours to drive from Shengao Mountain to the West District. The eldest lady’s request is to eat after taking a shower. It’s okay if she washes for a long time, but someone may lose her job because of it. The eldest lady’s words make people tiring and traveling through most of the urban areas every day. How can outsiders imagine such a powerful person?

The master at home can indeed make authentic Lingxi Guicheng snail noodles. When the baby finished taking a shower, he put on a smooth silk nightgown. When the hairstylist who had just arrived from the Lulu City by plane, the snail noodles were delivered to him.

Put it in a crystal clear blue and white porcelain bowl, rice noodles are soaked in white bone soup, and a layer of red chili oil and tender green onion are floating on it, which is fragrant. There are also twelve ingredients, with sour beans, garlic, coriander, perilla, sand ginger and other seasonings placed in them, which are selected by the lady.

This is the chef of the Zhu family who tried his best to make a contribution in just 30 minutes. When he was sent to the villa building, he was still apologizing to the maid, saying that he had done too hasty, so please forgive me.

Halfway through the snail noodles, Xia Dirui's mother, the eldest grandmother of the Zhu family, Xia Xiaoyue, rushed back with tears in her eyes when she heard that her daughter was at home.

Mrs. Zhu married Zhu Qingshen at the age of 17. She has been married for more than 20 years old and is only 40 years old now. She is born in a wealthy family and does not have to work hard in life. She is well maintained. Famous nutritionists, beauticians, makeup artists, fitness coaches, and fashion experts at home and abroad are surrounding her.

She wore a milky white knitted vest, a piece of cloud marten fur around her neck, her legs were slender and straight, and she was delicate and stylish. She wore a butterfly hairpin covered with fine diamonds. She looked like a young girl of twenty-five or six years old, standing with Xia Dirui, the precocious loli, like a beautiful sister.

"Baby, where have you been? Why haven't you called your mother for so long? Mom misses you so much..." Xia Xiaoyue held her daughter's shoulder and cried so hard that she trembled.

"Why are you crying? Are you back now?" The baby was dealing with a large bowl of snail noodles with great care, and was too lazy to raise his head, so he impatiently handed her a handkerchief.

Xia Xiaoyue blew her nose vigorously with her handkerchief and said thrustingly: "Baby, what do you eat so well? Mom wants to eat too..."

The baby was speechless for a while and cried like this. Without saying a few words, he knew that he wanted to eat and said to the maid: "Let the kitchen make another bowl and bring it over."

"No need, mom wants to eat what you have in your bowl." Xia Xiaoyue looked at her daughter pitifully: "Let's share half of the baby for me."

The baby asked the maid to bring an empty bowl, divided half of the snail noodles, and said, "Why did you come back so early when you go out to play cards today?"

"It's not you who is unscrupulous!" Xia Xiaoyue shouted: "After going out for three months, I didn't see any signs. Mom went home after hearing your news. She didn't even bother to play cards."

The baby asked lightly: "How much did you lose today?"

"Ah? Why did you ask this suddenly?" Xia Xiaoyue was stunned, and a look of depressedness and uneasiness appeared on her beautiful face, and she said, "No, not much, only hundreds of thousands."

"Who did you fight with?"

"Well...well, there are Mrs. Zhou from Lingquan Pharmaceuticals, Mrs. Ye from Yiren Daily Chemicals, and a woman they introduced to have fun together. I couldn't remember the name for a while."

The baby felt helpless and finished the last few rice noodles in three bites and said, "I just came back from a world tour. I was very tired and wanted to have a good sleep."

"Oh, are the baby tired? Then mom comes to see you tomorrow?"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm going to see the old man." The baby put down his chopsticks.

Xia Xiaoyue walked to the door reluctantly, and a maid whispered: "Grandma, Mrs. Kong just called and wanted to invite you to the dance held in Cuikong Garden."

"Oh?" Xia Xiaoyue immediately became furious, forgetting the feeling of crying with her daughter thirty seconds ago, and laughed: "How many people have they come? Who are they? Go back and say I'll be there soon."

Xia Dirui ignored her, sat at the desk and turned on the computer to connect to the Internet, entered the 108 characters long into the Hongwu company database and watched slowly.

The next day was New Year's Day. Xia Dirui got up early and rushed to Mingdelou, Yongle Manor to meet the old man of the Zhu family.

The Zhu family has flourished for hundreds of years, and has grown up all over the country. The family is very large and the head of the family has supreme authority. The family's direct line is in Xiangjing. After several generations of hard work, it has formed an interest group with Hongwu Company as the core. The profits created by Hongwu Company are enough for all family members to live a luxurious and wealthy life, and the head of the family is the head of Hongwu Company.

Mr. Zhu is the father of the current head of the family Zhu Qingshen. He has given power to his son in name, but in fact he has a supreme prestige. Thirty years ago, he led a generation of Zhu family to fight against huge storms and successfully revived the almost declining Zhu family and became the so-called "Zhongxing Lord". No one can ignore the existence of the old man.

On New Year's Day today, many second and third generations of the nephews of the neighbors rushed over to visit the old man. There were dozens of people crowded in front of Mingde Building, waiting for the old man to receive him.

It was almost noon, and there was no news that the old man was going to meet. The crowd gradually became a little anxious, but no one dared to complain about it and was still waiting honestly.
Chapter completed!