The journey starts from the Titanic

Soong Meiling leads a colorful life in Shanghai. She has now fully adapted to the rhythm of Shanghai. With the improvement of her Chinese level, the girl who has just returned from the United States has now integrated into the Chinese society.

"Mother Wu, I'm back! I'm so thirsty, get me a glass of water." Soong Meiling shouted to the maid at home as soon as she entered the door.

There is heating in the house, unlike the cold outside.Song Meiling withdrew her shawl and fur coat, revealing a slim cheongsam, and took a sip of tea elegantly.

She had just returned from a ball, and her face was flushed with the "queen of the ball" at the moment. When she recalled the show-stopping situation at the ball, she felt unspeakable comfort.

"Miss San, there is a telegram from home, it seems that a Mr. Situ photographed you." The servant respectfully handed the telegram to Song Meiling.

"Mr. Situ? Which Mr. Situ?" Soong Meiling was puzzled, took a look at the telegram, and was immediately stunned.

"It's him? It's really him? Situ Nan!"

Song Meiling said in surprise.

Joy, nostalgia, confusion, expectation, sorrow... All the emotions filled her heart at once, and the memories came out like a bank burst.

She Yongyuan could not forget the elegant and graceful man she met on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival for the first time, the rich and confident man who spent a month in Los Angeles on a crazy tour, and she could not forget the man who used to be on the east ship together. That beautiful time, everything, but in the end in the Port of Houston, he resolutely got off the boat!

That is a man like a fan!!Although it was only a short time to get along, Song Meiling had a good impression of Situ Nan!In a foreign country, it is not easy to meet a man with a similar background to him who seems to be able to talk about.

Therefore, for a long period of time in the past, Song Meiling has always left the shadow of Situ Nan.It's just that Situ Nan never knew, and ignored it.

"Is he okay? I heard that he is already married?" Song Meiling murmured with some heartache.Meihua Company has always maintained cooperation with the Song family, so even Song Meiling, who doesn't care about business, knows some information about Situ Nan.

It's just that in the past two years, there has been less and less information of this kind, and the three-character Situ Nan has gradually faded from Song Meiling's impression.

"Miss San...Miss San... Are you okay?" the maid asked caringly.

"Oh... it's okay!" Song Meiling squeezed the telegram, pursed her stubborn lips, shook her head, and returned to her room without saying a word.

Only then did she understand that in her memory, an important man had really entered.What's more fatal is that he is so good, so good that he is not interested in all the men in Shanghai.

At dinner, a Chrysler car of the same brand came back. Down there was a shrewd and handsome young man, twenty-five or sixteen years old, in a straight suit, with big black-rimmed eyes, and a big back. He was young. Duo Jin's son has the confidence of a successful man, and he is the enviable kind of man.

He is Song Ziwen!It looks like the head of the Song family. Last year, after his old son Song Jiashu passed away, Song Ziwen inherited his father's business.

Now he is the chairman and general manager of Shanghai Commercial Machine Company and a famous businessman in Shanghai.

Thanks to Situ Nan, after the Song family took up the Meihua company, the business field was not bad, much better than in history.Even if you don't catch up with Chiang Kai-shek in the future, you can become the biggest comprador in Shanghai by virtue of your relationship with Meihua.

"Master, you are back!" Maid Wu welcomed Song Ziwen with a respectful smile.

"Yeah!" Song Ziwen replied absently as he walked into the house.

At the beginning of Hua Deng, the family had already prepared dinner.It's Chinese and Western food!Chopsticks and knives and forks are used in conjunction with each other, which is the characteristic of the Song family.

Let's take a look at this big family!

A kind and majestic old woman sat on the head, muttering words, seeming to be praying.

Song Ziwen sat aside, a little absent-minded, and the delicate food didn't show any interest in his eyes.

Down there is a slightly younger Song Ziliang, 20 years old, more youthful than Song Ziwen next to him, as if looking forward to something beautiful, with a smile on his mouth, as if full of confidence in his future.

The youngest is Song Zi'an, the youngest in the family, 13 years old, with a pair of smart eyes looking at the elders and elder brothers above interestingly, seeming a little innocent, and the puckered mouth is belted with the wayward naughty peculiar to the youngest.

He glanced at the roasted chicken legs in front of him, the strong aroma made him move.

Most of the members of the Song family are here.Regardless of the color that history has added to them, this is actually just a rigorous family, not much different from other families.

It is a pity that the three most famous and scary women in this family are not present for the time being.

"Thank God for giving us precious food... Amen!" The old lady Ni Guizhen prayed last night and looked at the children below with a kind face.

"Why didn't Miss San come?" the old woman asked.

"The third sister said she had a bad appetite and didn't want to eat, so she locked herself in the room." Song Zi'an replied quickly.He is usually the most sticky at home, so even the slightest disturbance at home can't escape him.

"Oh. Leave her alone, let's eat first!" Ni Guizhen replied.

Looking at Song Ziwen, who was absent-minded, she frowned slightly, but said nothing.Since Song Ziwen became the head of the house, all these tens of thousands of pressure have been on him, and it is normal to have pressure.

It's just a bit worrying that the eldest son is in his twenties, but he just doesn't have a family. This is the most worrying aspect.The eldest daughter Song Ailing, mature and stable, is the most reassuring. It is a pity that she is a bit far away from marrying Shanxi, and she can't see her several times throughout the year. Fortunately, she has telegrams.It would be great if you also brought your grandson.

The second daughter, Song Qingling, is the most upright person, the most assertive, and the most arrogant. Once she makes up her mind, she will never turn back.To marry is to marry, but it is a pity... it is destined to have a twists and turns, not to mention it!

The third daughter, Song Meiling, is the most squeamish and most favored!It is the only flower left by the Song family. Due to the lessons of the second daughter, the old woman is now more strict with Song Meiling and is most attentive.

Compared with the two older sisters and one older brother above, Miss Song San, ranked fourth, is indeed the most foreignized, and her thinking is quite different from other children.

Like a beautiful peacock, it’s best to open the screen and show off her beautiful feathers, but she’s too proud of her. Normal men don’t look down on them. They are not all old girls, and they have not been shaped!

Ugh!Another guy who doesn't make people worry!Anxious!!

In this family, there are several children, each of whom is her heart. She has been paying attention to them, loving them, and protecting them like a hen.

However, in many cases, the children are so good that they appear to be weak for the parents, so sometimes Ni Guizhen can only think in her heart, but can't say anything.

Ni Guizhen thought to herself.

As the descendants of "hero" Xu Guangqi, their family has a religious tradition. After marrying a pastor, religion has occupied most of the life of the old lady. Most of the time, the old lady has been harassing. God, pray for the Almighty God to bless the Song family's prosperity.

"Ziliang, what do you plan to sit for this holiday?" Ni Guizhen asked.Song Ziliang, who was still relatively mediocre, reassured her, as if he would never do anything unusual, and he didn't have to worry about unusual things happening to him, just being there quietly.

Song Ziliang is going to school, studying abroad in a more western style. After school is off, he can come back to Shanghai for a while.

"If I can, I want to help my brother and do something for the company." Song Ziliang replied.

Song's Shanghai Business Machines Corporation is a good platform, where you can get to know many people from home and abroad, and you can increase Song Ziliang's knowledge.

Thinking of this, Song Ziwen replied readily: "Okay! Go to the company to report tomorrow! Be a trade intern."

"No! I want to try to start a factory." Song Ziliang said.

"Why?" Song Ziwen asked.

"Our Song family's trade business is doing well every year, and it's quite big. Actually, I can't help the family when I go to trade. Why not try something else, it is also saving the country by industry.

We can open our own factories, such as textile factories and flour mills.There is no shortage of machinery and equipment, technology is also available, and funding problems are easy to solve. Why not?"Song Ziliang looked at Song Ziwen expectantly.

"Well, I have had similar thoughts, but I always manage the company by myself. The company is so big and has limited energy. And if it's a small factory, it's not so easy for a large factory!" Song Ziwen sighed Tao.

After graduating from Harvard in the United States, he joined his family's company. It can be said that Shanghai Commercial Machine Company was built by him.In recent years, the company has developed rapidly. Especially during the First World War, Shanghai imported a large number of machines from the United States and Japan. The Shanghai Business Machines Corporation's agency machine import business was so violent that it had no time to pay attention to other industries.

However, after the end of the First World War, the national capital industry was suppressed by foreign powers and the development also encountered difficulties.However, not long ago, the boycott of Japanese goods made the business of Shanghai Commercial Machine Company a hit.

Chinese businessmen in the Yangtze River Delta did not import machinery from Japan, so they handed over the order to Shanghai Business Machines Corporation, which relieved Song Ziwen, who took over the family business.It's just that this situation can't last long. After the good times when the Chinese market was divided by the United States and Japan during World War I, after the return of European capital to Shanghai, Song Ziwen no longer felt that handy.