Seeing my stupid eyes, my father became even more angry and pointed at himself and cursed: "I am just a mule, and I will give birth to a donkey!"
After that, old ministers with long history began to retire one after another. My father also ignored me, but it was not that he was satisfied with my work. He said: "An iron pestle can become a needle, but your wooden pestle can only be a toothpick no matter how you grind it."
He gave up on me.
The eldest brother's company really improved slightly after a while, and then it was run smoothly with the explicit or implicit help of his father. The eldest brother once complained that he should not have chosen Taiwan but Hong Kong or Nanyang because Taiwan's hinterland was too small and the extended market would be easily saturated. Or he should not have opened a trading company in the first place because oil prices rose rapidly and rising costs ate up profits. After hearing my story, my father rolled his eyes and replied with one word: "Fart!"
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Here are the various extra chapters of "Meeting Across a Hundred Years Ago". Because I am editing the text as I write it, sometimes they are also included in the main text. Or the fragments that have been deleted from the main text and changed to extra chapters are placed here so that they do not affect the reading of the main text.
Now in addition to "Legend", "Hundred Years of Reunion" has been added. It is a very interesting glass slipper story. I hope everyone will like it.