Half a year later, Heron rang the bell at the New York Stock Exchange. During that time, my world was filled with praise and compliments, and the news blew Zhou Yang into a commercial genius.

In fact, I had always been that vain and superficial self. Indeed, success is a good thing.

After returning to China, I temporarily stayed away from the hustle and bustle and blessings, and went back to my hometown.

My mom changed into a new outfit and accompanied me to the park in the city center. The clothes fit her well, and she looked very energetic, her face filled with joy:

"This is the new outfit I wore because you took me out to play. I can't let you, the big boss of clothing, lose face."

When she saw that I bought three tickets, she was a little puzzled:

"Your dad went fishing and won't come, who else is coming? Why did you buy three tickets? Even though you have money now, you can't waste it."

I shook my head: "It's just the two of us, but it's not a waste, one of the tickets is for someone else."

Before she could continue to question, I asked: "Mom, do you still remember when we came here together when we were young?"

"Ah? It seems like there was such a thing. You kept insisting on coming, since you've come, I remember you should have had a great time."

I was stunned for a moment, and finally smiled: "Maybe, I can't remember either."

At this time, there weren't many people, and we quickly and smoothly entered the park without any obstruction.

Looking at the scenery inside the park, I carefully examined it, it turns out it was just a park like this.

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