Chapter 266
The death of the helmsman of one of Haicheng's four major families caused a massive uproar.
The news broadcasted detailed reports on Tang Che's life, made predictions about the future development of the Tang Group, and conducted comprehensive evaluations of the Tang family's new head, Tang Jin...
Back then, when Ji Zheng sacrificed his life, Rong Yu only allowed herself to be depressed for two minutes, because the overall situation didn't permit it.
Now, with Tang Che's passing, she allowed herself to grieve for two days.
She received a call from the Fourth Aerospace Institute, saying they had received a massive anonymous donation intended to boost the development of the aerospace industry.
She smiled bitterly. Tang Che, oh Tang Che, even when leaving this world, he hadn't forgotten her...
Rong Yu composed herself, opened her door, and walked out, only to see her old son getting ready to head out downstairs.
"Yingbao, where are you going?"
Old Master Ji sighed, "Tang Youyi is sick, quite seriously, and has been hospitalized. Although my relationship with him isn't great, we are all juniors protected by Uncle Tang. Now that Uncle Tang is gone, it stands to reason that I should go see him. I also called Old Si and Old Hai to go together. Mom, are you going?"
Rong Yu nodded, "Let's go."
She was a little worried that when these old boys got together, they would hold each other and cry bitterly. They had finally moved on; it would not be worth it if they ruined their health from crying.
But it seemed she had overthought things.
As soon as they entered Tang Youyi's hospital room, a strong smell of alcohol hit them.
They saw Hai Dadun and Sima Gang, these two fools, had actually brought several bottles of white liquor along with a few dishes of snacks, and were setting up a spread right in the hospital room.
"Five chiefs! Six, six, six!"
"Old Si, you're cheating! I clearly won!"
Elder Hai and Elder Si were having a blast, while Tang Youyi, leaning against the head of the hospital bed, had a face as black as thunder. "If you two want to drink, go outside. Don't be a nuisance here."
"Tang Youyi, we came out of the goodness of our hearts to visit you. Is this how you kick people out?" Old Master Hai handed him a glass of liquor. "Have a drink. One should enjoy life to the fullest when they can. Uncle Tang is gone, and you placed all his favorite braised pork in front of his memorial hall, but unfortunately, he couldn't even taste a bite. It's better to thoroughly enjoy things while you're still alive."
Old Master Si nodded, "Exactly, this is called enjoying the moment."
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
Old Master Ji coughed loudly to remind the two to take it easy.
Old Master Hai turned his head, just about to invite Old Master Ji to join them, but then noticed Rong Yu was also there. He instantly jolted in fright and quickly raised his glass, saying, "Um, this isn't liquor, it's just plain water. We're just trying to create an atmosphere."
To prove it, he downed a glass in one gulp, only to choke and start coughing violently.
Elder Si immediately distanced himself, "It was Old Hai's idea. I was forced."
Elder Hai: "..."
What a mess, actually getting stabbed in the back by a brother.
Tang Youyi frowned.
These old geezers were actually this afraid of Miss Rong?
It was truly a bit absurd.
But then he remembered that when his uncle was alive, his favorite person was Rong Yu.
Perhaps these three old guys were just showing respect for his uncle's sake.
Thinking of this, Tang Youyi's expression softened considerably, and he said, "Miss Rong is so busy with her studies, why did you come to the hospital personally?"
Rong Yu placed the fruits on the bedside table. "Tang Jin just took over as the chairman of the Tang Group, and you've fallen ill and can't attend to things. The Tang family must be going through a turbulent time. If you need any help, just say the word. I think Old Ji, Old Hai, and Old Si wouldn't refuse."
"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Rong," Tang Youyi said. "But it's unnecessary. This is exactly the right time to test Tang Jin. I believe she can handle it well."
"That girl Jin is smart, she'll definitely be fine." Old Master Si sighed. "Speaking of which, it's that worthless brat of mine, Si Lin, who is getting increasingly out of hand. Last night, he actually swiped my card to inject eighty million into his girlfriend's company. Then, first thing this morning, his girlfriend vanished with the money. I'm so furious I could die."
Old Master Ji patted his shoulder. "I told you earlier, cut ties with him sooner rather than later, and you wouldn't have to deal with this crap."
Elder Hai looked at Rong Yu. "Miss Rong, tell us, how should a prodigal son like this be disciplined?"
Rong Yu sat down and slowly peeled an apple. "As long as Old Si is always there to bail him out, Si Lin will never grow up. You have to hit him hard."
Old Master Si leaned in. "How do we hit him hard? Please instruct us, Miss Rong."
"I have an idea," Elder Hai spoke up. "A few years ago, wasn't there a popular reality show where rich kids went to the countryside to experience life and came back to the city all grown up? I think Ji Entertainment could take the lead in producing a show like that, with the Hai and Si families investing. We could have Miss Rong act as an observer and send Si Lin over to experience some hardship. How about that?"
Old Master Si chimed in, "It's a great show. Miss Rong, would you consider it?"
Seeing the two of them echoing each other, Rong Yu immediately understood.
It turned out these two had planned this all along, hoping to find a reasonable excuse for her to step in and discipline their two worthless grandsons.
But... a transformation program?
For the rich kids, this kind of program might just be a unique coming-of-age experience. But for the poor children, it was almost a cruel psychological baptism; when the glamour in front of the cameras faded, they were forced to retreat back to their original lives.
A lucky few might transform that shock into upward motivation, striving to chase the world they had caught a fleeting glimpse of.
But most of the children would simply be left with a torn perception, wandering for the rest of their lives in the gap between reality and illusion.
She thought for a moment before saying, "Tang Che invested some funds in the Aerospace Institute. This money is about to be put into a rocket launch base. In the coming days, I need to go over there and stay for about a month. Whichever of your grandsons is misbehaving, let him come with me to do hard labor. If they can survive a month in a place like that, I guarantee they'll return to Haicheng completely transformed. If even that doesn't change them, then they're hopeless. Just publicly sever ties with them; there's no need to hesitate."
Old Master Si hesitated. "That's in the desert region, right? Si Lin has never left my side since he was little. I'm worried..."
"That's enough from you!" Old Master Ji glared at him. "Just keep spoiling, coddling, and indulging him like this. One day, when he commits murder or arson and gets thrown in jail, you'll be the one crying!"
Old Master Hai quickly said, "My Hai Chang'an, although a bit more promising than Si Lin, still isn't quite up to par. He's about to get married, but he still can't shoulder major responsibilities. Let him follow Miss Rong!"
Since he had put it that way, Old Master Si could only agree. "I just hope that brat cooperates a bit."
Tang Youyi lay on his hospital bed.
He thought of the younger generation in the Tang family. Tang Tang was sent abroad, Tang Jiaquan was locked up... It seemed he really didn't know how to raise children.
He didn't quite believe that Rong Yu had such immense power to completely transform a person.
But since these three older brothers all trusted Rong Yu, it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.
He said slowly, "Since Hai Chang'an is going, then Tang Mi, as his fiancée, should go too. It'll be good for them to look out for each other."
As soon as they stepped out of the hospital room.
Elder Hai pulled Elder Si aside and said, "Uncle Tang donated money to the Aerospace Institute, so let's donate some too. After all, the kids are going over there for training, and we can't be a burden to them."
"I will match whatever you donate," Old Master Si said.
Old Master Hai thought for a moment before replying, "Let's both donate fifty million, then."
The Si family was poor, so fifty million was enough for them. The Hai family was wealthy, so he figured he would casually donate two hundred million. If the kid showed great promise, he would add more later.
Old Master Si curled his lip.
The money his own Si Lin had squandered was already more than that amount. Old Master Hai was being far too stingy.
He discreetly sent a text message to his secretary, instructing them to donate two hundred million.