I'm back in 1990

Chapter 418: Somewhat Similar

Dealing with some backlogged documents in Hong Kong took up another day for Huang Xiaochuan. Normally, these less important documents would be delivered to Shanghai for him to sign regularly, but since he happened to be in Hong Kong this time, he took the opportunity to process them.

After finishing his work, Huang Xiaochuan stood up, stretched, and walked to the window to look around at the steel jungle.

After a while, Huang Xiaochuan pressed the intercom on the table.

Mai Guangde entered shortly afterward.

"Mr. Huang!"

"Guangde, has the flight been arranged?"

"It's all arranged. The crew would like to know the departure time."

Huang Xiaochuan thought for a moment: "How about 10 a.m. tomorrow?"

"Okay! I'll notify the crew right away."

At 10:00 a.m. on July 19, the plane took off from Hong Kong Kai Tak Airport on time.

The head flight attendant of the business jet smiled and explained the flight process to Huang Xiaochuan!

"Mr. Huang, welcome back to our plane. Your destination this time is New York, USA. The entire flight time is about sixteen hours, and you are expected to arrive in New York at 2:00 PM local time on July 19th. My team and I will be serving you on this trip. If you have any other needs, please feel free to let us know, and we will provide you with the best service."

Huang Xiaochuan nodded: "Get me a blanket."

"Okay! Coming right away!"

After having four meals and an afternoon tea on the plane, and then sleeping soundly for eight or nine hours, the plane landed smoothly at Queens Airport in New York.

Zhang Yun, dressed in a professional outfit, was already waiting for Huang Xiaochuan's arrival.

After meeting, Zhang Yun made a gesture as if she wanted to hug Huang Xiaochuan, but Huang Xiaochuan glared at her displeasedly and only extended one hand to shake hers.

"How stingy!" Zhang Yun muttered, feigning displeasure, after shaking hands. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was just loud enough for Huang Xiaochuan to hear.

Huang Xiaochuan, of course, pretended not to hear.

However, someone else followed suit and muttered in a voice that Zhang Yun could hear, "How old are you? Acting like a child!"

Zhang Yun pretended not to hear and led Huang Xiaochuan to her Rolls-Royce with a smile.

Huang Xiaochuan could tell at a glance that this was not the car he had ridden in last time; it looked like a new car.

"You changed cars?"

"yes!"

However, Zhang Yun then said something that effectively shut Huang Xiaochuan up before he could finish speaking.

"I didn't spend any company money. This car was bought using company funds under my name. I didn't even have our company pay for the insurance and gasoline."

Alright! This woman is spending her own money, so there's nothing more to say. Huang Xiaochuan touched his nose and got into the car.

"Is the hotel arranged?" Huang Xiaochuan asked casually after getting into the car.

"What's so great about the hotel? Take me to my estate, I just bought it!"

"Manor? Is it far away?" Huang Xiaochuan instinctively thought that the manor Zhang Yun was talking about must be located in a relatively remote place. After all, he was a pitiful cow or horse in his previous life, so he had never seen what a real manor was like.

Upon arrival, I learned that the estate was less than 30 miles from New York City and that it was located on Long Island, New York.

It is hidden in a dense forest, and the appearance of the manor is not visible from the outside. Only some of the buildings can be seen from the air, but most of the buildings are covered by the tall tree canopy.

The old-fashioned manor gates slowly opened, and the convoy entered the manor one by one. Huang Xiaochuan looked out through the car window and was surprised to see that the manor also had exquisite gardens, lakes, and forest trails.

"It's pretty good, this manor is beautiful!" Huang Xiaochuan honestly expressed his opinion.

The main buildings in the manor consist of several two-story English manor-style buildings, exuding a rustic charm and a profound sense of history.

"I knew you'd like it. What do you think of my taste?"

Huang Xiaochuan was speechless. What do you mean I like it? You must like it to buy it. What does it have to do with me?

Why aren't you saying anything?

"Oh! You have good taste, this manor is beautiful, but isn't it a bit of a waste for you to live here alone?"

"No? I often host parties here, and my friends love it here."

Huang Xiaochuan touched his nose, realizing that discussing the lifestyle of the American upper class with this person was simply asking for trouble.

Even though Huang Xiaochuan had never been to Long Island, he knew it was a gathering place for wealthy Americans.

The surrounding area is dotted with estates of all sizes, almost all owned by household names in America.

For example, the Vanderbilt family's seaside estate, a Spanish Revival-style building, is now a museum displaying nautical artifacts and a planetarium, and often hosts outdoor events in the summer.

Another example is Old Westbury Gardens, where the former American railroad tycoon's estate is now a historic landmark on Long Island, not far from Zhang Yun's estate.

Other properties located in this area include Lindhurst Estate, Rockefeller Estate, Oherka Castle, Plantation Estate, Strong Estate, and even the Roosevelt Presidential Library.

These famous estates are just a small part of the many estates on Long Island. Most of the rest have been divided up by wealthy Americans. Huang Xiaochuan never expected that Zhang Yun would be able to buy an estate here.

The car stopped in front of a British-style main building. A man who looked like a butler in his fifties opened the car door for Zhang Yun. Just as another servant was about to open the car door for Huang Xiaochuan, Huang Xiaochuan opened the car door himself and got out.

Huang Xiaochuan glanced at them and saw that the butler and servants all had East Asian faces, so they should all be Asian.

When Huang Xiaochuan walked to Zhang Yun's side, Zhang Yun said something to him.

"I don't live here alone. My mother lives here now. She might talk a lot, so I hope you don't mind."

Huang Xiaochuan was immediately displeased. "Look at what kind of mess you've made! You should have said so earlier! You could have brought some gifts. It's so impolite to come to someone's house empty-handed."

There was nothing he could do; things had come to this point, so Huang Xiaochuan had no choice but to swallow his pride and go inside.

Upon entering, Huang Xiaochuan met Zhang Yun's mother, who looked to be in her fifties.

She wore a form-fitting dark green silk cheongsam that perfectly accentuated her still-shapely waistline, and the buttons at the neckline were made of emerald green jade.

Her perfectly styled hair was adorned with an enamel hair clip inlaid with diamonds, but many fine lines had already appeared at the corners of her eyes, exuding the refined temperament of an old Shanghai woman.

The moment Xue Huilan saw Huang Xiaochuan, her eyes lit up and she blurted out "Mingcheng".

Huang Xiaochuan, who was about to greet Zhang Yun's mother, was stunned by the word "Mingcheng".

Who is Mingcheng? Huang Xiaochuan was a little confused. He turned around and looked behind him, but there was no one there.

"Mom, this is my business partner, Mr. Huang Xiaochuan!"

Xue Huilan then realized that she had mistaken the person for someone else.

Zhang Yun witnessed the whole scene and knew that her mother had also mistaken Huang Xiaochuan for her long-deceased father.

When I asked Huang Xiaochuan for help because I had dropped all my books, that was my first impression of him.

However, the two are only somewhat similar; their temperaments and personalities are completely different.

"Hello, Auntie! I didn't know you were here when I came, and I didn't bring you a gift. I'm so sorry, please don't take offense!" Huang Xiaochuan quickly greeted Xue Huilan.

Xue Huilan carefully examined Huang Xiaochuan and found him to look more and more like him, but she also knew that it was just a resemblance.

"Mr. Huang, is that right? It's alright, it's good that you're here. Please come in and have a seat!"

"Sister Yun, serve tea to the guests." Xue Huilan gestured for Huang Xiaochuan to sit down while instructing the servants to pour tea.

After the three sat down, Xue Huilan returned to her original state and started chatting with Huang Xiaochuan.

This was the only young man her daughter had brought home in all these years, so Xue Huilan naturally assumed that this was someone her daughter liked.

Moreover, she looked remarkably like her husband Zhang Mingcheng, who had passed away many years ago. If it weren't for the different accents and walking styles, Xue Huilan would have thought that her husband had come back to life!

For this reason, Xue Huilan had a very good impression of Huang Xiaochuan when they met for the first time.

"Mr. Huang, if I may ask, how old are you this year? You look quite young."

Although Huang Xiaochuan felt something was off, Zhang Yun had already greeted him before he entered, so he replied, "Auntie, I was born in the Year of the Ox, and I'm twenty-five years old this year."

Xue Huilan nodded: "I knew it. You look so young. Mr. Huang, where are you from? Your accent sounds a bit like a southern accent."

"Auntie, you're amazing! You could even tell I had a southern accent. I've always thought my Mandarin was pretty standard. You guessed right, my ancestral home is Shazhou, Suzhou."

"Wow! That's really close to Shanghai!"

"Yes! It's quite close."

"You must have quite a few siblings at your age, right? And your parents look to be around my age too?"

Xue Huilan interrogated Huang Xiaochuan relentlessly, as if checking his background. However, when she learned from him that he was already married, Xue Huilan glared angrily at her daughter, Zhang Yun, before standing up and saying, "Mr. Huang, I'm so sorry, I'm getting old and my back isn't good. I can't sit for long. Please excuse me!"

Huang Xiaochuan also stood up: "It's alright, Auntie, you go ahead with your work."

"Yun'er, can you see me off?" Xue Huilan made up an excuse to call Zhang Yun away.

After the mother and daughter reached the garden, Xue Huilan said angrily, "How could you fall for a married man?"

"Mom, what are you talking about? Didn't I just tell you? Huang Xiaochuan is my business partner and a major shareholder in the company. He came to the United States this time because of company matters. I brought him here so that we could discuss work together."

Xue Huilan looked incredulous: "You're my child, do you think I can't guess what you're thinking? I know you like him, but let me tell you, give up on that idea now, I will never agree to it."

Zhang Yun didn't want to argue with Xue Huilan: "Mom, aren't you going to do SP? You go first, I'll talk to you when I have time. I can't just leave my company's major shareholder there alone, can I?"

Xue Huilan glanced at her daughter indifferently, said nothing more, and left on her own. Two maids followed her away.

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