City of Streamer

how to think? "

"I don't know either." Rong Fanglin rubbed his forehead in distress. "Even if it is to be determined, it has to be judged by the court. How can anyone let the newspapers make irresponsible remarks?"

"Then," Rong Fanghua asked again, "Who do you think told the newspaper about this? Also, is the Yang named in the newspaper, brother Xiucheng?"

Rong Fanglin's pretty face was pale, her fingers were tightly twisting the ribbon on her skirt, and she didn't say a word.

"Yang Xiucheng?" In the study, Rong Dingkun raised his final voice, "He is counting the time."

"I asked him to come here at this time." Rong Jiashang said calmly, "He also has a share in Wen Chunli. He was also written about in the newspaper."

Yang Xiucheng walked into the study with a solemn expression, nodded towards Rong Jia, and then said straight to Rong Dingkun: "Uncle Biao, I didn't do this. I can never betray you. Losing your name won't do me any good. Now all of Shanghai regards me as your lackey, killing and setting fires everywhere for you. I also received a phone call from my elders today, who indiscriminately took care of me. I scolded the **** head and said that I would be expelled from the clan. My mother is still in the clan and depends on the clan to take care of me. Even if I have no conscience to betray you, I will not even ignore my mother. "

Rong Dingkun's pale complexion softened a little, and said coldly, "If I have a hard time, you will only be worse than me."

Yang Xiucheng's complexion was also blue and purple, his teeth were clenched, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and he bowed: "I will investigate this matter and see who did it!"

Rong Jia stood on the side expressionlessly.

Rong Dingkun's gaze stayed on his son's indifferent face for a moment, then turned back to Yang Xiucheng and said, "Who do you think it will be?"

Yang Xiucheng said, "I suspect it is the Miss Feng who resigned earlier!"

Rong Jiashang's expression finally changed, and his frosty eyes cast towards Yang Xiucheng.

Yang Xiucheng said: "How can there be such a coincidence in the world. Her house was burned down by our house, so she came to our house to be a tutor? She came to the Rong's house for a few months, and the Rong's family has been constantly involved in big and small matters, but they are not involved. On her. She can come and go freely in the Rong's house, she can go anywhere, and she is familiar with the servants, and she doesn't know how many secrets she has discovered. If she resigned, this scandal would come out? "

While Rong Dingkun pondered, Rong Jia sneered and said: "After all, it's the same old practice that has been applied through the ages: any natural or man-made disasters are all the fault of women. Brother Xiucheng can be considered to have accepted the new trend of thought. College students, but still inherited the good habit of men to push the blame on women at will."

Yang Xiucheng's face turned red and blue, and he whispered, "Jia Shang, I know you like her..."

"I like her." Rong Jia raised his voice, "But you and your wife were the ones who recruited her."

Yang Xiucheng reluctantly said: "That's because we suspected her motives were impure at the beginning, and we deliberately recruited her to come in and stare at her."

"It's reasonable to use your words to coax a girl like Fanglin." Rong Jia sneered, "I think your logic is also strange, implying that what happened in our family recently is a secret trick of the world? I think I know, your father's concubine escaped and you said that it was instigated by Shizhen, but it's still justified. What does Cousin Zhihui have to do with Shizhen?"

Yu Zhihui was the last name between Rong Dingkun and Yang Xiucheng, so Rong Jia didn't need to give face to these two because of his status as the eldest young master. Rong Dingkun immediately coughed heavily in anger, and Yang Xiucheng's face was grim for a while.

Rong Jiashang continued: "Whether before recruiting Shizhen, or in the past few months of hiring her, you and I have checked her countless times, and specially sent people to follow her, and later even used a lie detector. Now, it's not that there is nothing abnormal! Besides, even the leather bag company has investigated the things written in the newspaper. She is a little teacher, can she be able to find out? I'm Brother Xin Xiucheng, you won't leak it. But if you can't find the person who leaked the secret, you don't need to grab someone and get out of the way."

Yang Xiucheng was so angry that his chest heaved and he was speechless for a while.

"Don't be rude." Rong Dingkun finally said, "Feng is a woman, and I don't think she can do anything. I think Meng Xu'an did it 80% of the time."

Yang Xiucheng didn't understand, "We haven't provoke him recently, why would he do this?"

Rong Dingkun hesitated, then waved his hand, "I'm tired, you should go back first. Take care of the newspaper office and put this matter down!"

Yang Xiucheng knew that he had something to hide from him, sneered in his heart, and left.

When Yang Xiucheng left, Rong Dingkun said to his son, "We just found out about the whereabouts of the golden unicorn, when something happened in Wen Chunli. This is Meng Xu'an urging us."

Rong Jia has not thought of this level yet. He was still a little unsure about how to hide that he was the informer. Rong Dingkun said this, he was delighted in his heart, and said angrily: "He is too impatient. Dad, he is holding our family in the end. What's the handle? Is it important?"

"It's not too important." Rong Dingkun was vague.

Although it is not a deadly handle, it is also a scandal that can shock the whole country. If nothing else, the marriage with the Du family had to be announced first, and the rest of the children could not talk about a good marriage. Besides, money can't buy a good reputation. I have worked hard for half my life, nothing more than wanting to build the Rong family into a famous family, and the descendants of the quilt. If this thing comes out, everything will be ruined.

Meng Xu'an's words were right. Who in the world is more intimate than one's own wife and children? A person who kills his wife and children, who is willing to associate with you? Rong Dingkun dabbled in the dark with one foot and did business with no conscience. But the people on the road are more taboo because of licking blood all day long. They will only be more wary of the Rong family, making business more difficult.

Rong Dingkun was so bitter that he couldn't tell, because of another secret that even Meng Xian didn't know.

In fact, the wife and child...

"Father?" Rong Jia called out, "What's wrong? Is there anything else I don't know about?"

"It's nothing." Rong Dingkun said vaguely, "There is no other way for the Hashimoto family? What did Miss Hashimoto tell you again?"

"There's no way out now." Rong Jia said, "Hashimoto Shiori won't get any benefits, and won't turn to us more."

"What good does she want? Money?"

"Me." Rong Jia said.

The corner of Rong Dingkun's mouth twitched.

To give birth to such a son who is deeply loved by girls, it is not that I am not proud to be a Laozi. Just being proud is useless, Rong Jiashang is engaged. The girl from the Hashimoto family came a step late. Even if it wasn't too late, she, a concubine of a Japanese family who was not very favored, was not worthy of her outstanding eldest son.

Rong Dingkun said tiredly: "You also go to rest. By the way, keep an eye on the old residents in Wenchunli to prevent them from making trouble."

Rong Jiashang said: "It now seems that since there are people behind the instigation, it is impossible not to make trouble. I have a solution."

"what?"

Rong Jiashang said: "Put a scapegoat, such as the short-selling company that was transferred. Let's just say that they did it, and the Rong family didn't know about it. Then he said that out of kindness, the poor neighbors were affected by the disaster. Give some money to the family. Of course, let them sign an agreement to ensure that they will not sue us for this matter in the future.”

"We're still afraid that these people won't be able to sue?" Rong Dingkun sneered, "That's all. These people are not worth anything, but we can't prevent people from using them to make trouble. Just do as you say."

Rong Jiashang smiled and said calmly, "Don't worry, Dad, I will handle it."

With such a big scandal in Wen Chunli, it will definitely not be hot for a day or two. Even if Rong Jia didn't make any further moves, the enemies of the Rong family would not miss the opportunity to fuel the flames. So even though Rong's family was doing things everywhere, this scandal was still hot for more than a week.

Rong Dingkun insisted not to speak up, despite the fact that a group of reporters were blocked in front of his house and company every day. Rong Jia threw out the arranged scapegoat, but everyone was not stupid, they took it on the open face, and they didn't like the Rong family very much in their hearts, and they were still interested in digging the inside story.

I don't know why, but it was found out that the Rong family had hired a female tutor from Wen Chunli. This female teacher seems to have had an affair with Young Master Rong. As a result, the Feng family became a new victim.

When Feng Shizhen saw the newspaper early in the morning, he secretly thought that it was not good. He flew to the grocery store to make a call, then came back and quickly packed his luggage and warned his parents. When she went out, there were indeed several tabloid reporters who had been identified by the neighbors and found her, and surrounded her. #####

Eighty-nine

The flashing lights swished, and questions were heard endlessly.

"Did Miss Feng know that the Rong family is an enemy when she applied for the job?"

"Miss Feng, what are your plans now?"

"What's your relationship with the eldest young master of the Rong family?"

Feng Shizhen, wearing a soft hat and a cashmere scarf almost covering his face, strode toward the intersection without saying a word. The reporters followed suit.

A car slammed to a stop at the intersection, and a tall driver got out of the car. Feng Shizhen threw his luggage to the driver, opened the door and jumped in. The driver put away his luggage, pushed away a reporter who was taking pictures of the car window with his fan-like palm, and drove away.

Feng Shizhen breathed a sigh of relief and slumped in the seat, "Why are you here?"

"Don't worry." Xiao Baoli smiled, "I'm pulling the curtains, they can't take pictures of me. Have you eaten breakfast? My cook's pan-fried is good."

Feng Shizhen fell on Xiao Baoli, "You have to rely on me for you to take me in. When you go back, I will wash and cook for you, and you will dislike me eating plain rice."

Xiao Baoli laughed and pinched Feng Shizhen's face, "I just finished the project, I'll be fine when I'm idle. Why don't we just go to Hangzhou to play for a while and see the snow scene of West Lake."

"It's only November, where's the snow?" Feng Shizhen said with a smile, "Seventh Master said it was only ten days hot, and now it's the seventh day."

"Seventh Master's words are not accurate." Xiao Baoli said.

"Let's take a look first." Feng Shizhen said, "Besides, what's the point of dragging me to Xihu to see Xue so romantic? You should let the seventh master accompany you!"

Xiao Baoli hummed, "He? Even if people go, he doesn't have the heart to appreciate the scenery. Besides, he may not want to find me as a company."

"Who else can I have besides you?" Feng Shizhen said, taking off his scarf and hat, "You have been with him the longest, you are the most loyal to him, and you are a true confidante. I see him making you a star, but also for the future. Yes. With fame and status, you can talk a lot about marriage."

Xiao Baoli smiled disapprovingly, looking at Feng Shizhen's eyes full of envy and helplessness.

She did know who Meng Xian was willing to take to see the snow in the West Lake, but she didn't have the courage to say it. Dreams return to dreams, but it is better than waking up and waiting for the dawn.

Xiao Baoli lives in a new elevator apartment that Meng Xian bought for her. She sits in a two-storey apartment facing south, with four bedrooms up and down, and a large study room. Meng Xian occasionally stayed overnight, and there were traces of him in the apartment. Such as men's slippers, ashtrays, cigar boxes.

Feng Shizhen was afraid that Feng Shixun, who was on duty at the hospital, would be worried. After he settled down, he called the hospital and said that he would stay with Xiao Baoli for a few days until the rumors passed.

Feng Shixun was silent for a moment after listening, and said, "Well, I will take a break tomorrow and come to pick you up. Let's go to a meeting."

"What meeting?" Feng Shizhen asked.

Feng Shixun said: "A gathering of neighbors. It's about discussing the matter of Wen Chunli."

Feng Shizhen followed Feng Shixun into the Yangji Teahouse. Feng Shixun didn't have to run the hall to lead the way, he walked straight to the box inside, and pushed open the door of the largest box.

The people in the room who were blushing and thick-necked arguing all looked back. Feng Shizhen saw the faces of familiar neighbors. Years have finally healed their wounds, but they also left hideous scars and disabilities that will never be repaired.

In comparison, the Feng family brothers and sisters stood in front of them, so healthy, so decent, standing out from the crowd, and seemed so out of place. After all, not every family is as lucky as the Feng family to be able to stand up again.

"Doctor Feng, you're here!" A middle-aged, fair-skinned young man walked out of the crowd and shook hands with Feng Shixun.

"Brother Zhang." Feng Shixun was also very enthusiastic about him, "Thank you for coming. By the way, this is my sister Shizhen. Shizhen, this is the editor-in-chief of "Ancestors Weekly" and my senior brother in college."

Feng Shizhen knew many classmates and friends of his brother, but he was not familiar with this one. She shook hands politely without saying much.

Editor-in-chief Zhang said with a warm smile: "Brother Ling has talked to me about Wen Chunli several times before. Our initial idea was to appeal to the court to expose Rong Dingkun's creation of the Wen Chunli massacre, but Because of the lack of evidence, this road will not work. Later, we also thought about exposing it through the newspapers and media. But before we could act, someone started it first. Although we don’t know which enemy of Rong Dingkun the other party is, Hengzhu also helped us. Very busy. It’s just that things have gotten here and it’s hard to go any further.”

"After all, there is not enough evidence, and Rong Dingkun's power is too powerful." Feng Shizhen smiled bitterly, "The government is busy fighting, the law and discipline are corrupt, and no one has the time to preside over justice."

"Then what are we doing here today?" Neighbors couldn't help asking, "I can't sue him, so I can only scold him in the newspaper. He Rong Dingkun is still afraid of being scolded? In the end, he continued to be his big boss, earning For his black money, don't we drag our broken legs back and continue to drink the Northwest Wind?"

The rest of the neighbors chimed in.

"Furthermore, I'm afraid that if I anger Rong Dingkun, it will lead to even greater harm. I heard that he has a good relationship with Cao Dashuai."

"He's in the arms business. Which commander does he have a bad relationship with? The most important thing in the family is guns."

"It's not us who told the whistleblower, but what if the Rong family suspects it's us and instead comes to retaliate against us?"

Now the neighbors were even more afraid.

"What's the fate of hitting a stone with an egg?"

"You can't afford to offend, you can't even hide now?"

"Everyone!" Feng Shixun exclaimed anxiously, "Have you forgotten the tragedy that happened to you? Do you feel satisfied with your current life? If your family is ruined, you have to live by it?"

Everyone quieted down, looked at each other in dismay, and looked dignified.

"We had a good time, but suddenly a man-made disaster struck us and ruined our lives. Neighbors, uncles and brothers, aren't you angry and resentful?" Feng Shixun said solemnly, "Mr. Li, you Blind by the smoke, you can no longer continue teaching. Sister Wang, your son and daughter-in-law both died in the fire. And Brother Huang, your leg was broken by a beam, and you lost your job. We ran away. Although we were not rich people, we were all well-fed and happy. But suddenly a fire burned everything down. Can you bear this grievance and anger and pretend that nothing happened? The same, continue to live?"

"Of course we can't just let it go!" Brother Huang angrily slapped the table, "But I'm a lonely man, even if I try my best to seek revenge on Rong Dingkun, it will only kill me alone. Neighbors present. We are all old and young. Brother Feng, you also have Gaotang and younger sister. I don’t think you dare to fight against Rong Dingkun!”

"Yeah." An uncle echoed, "It's not that I don't hate it, but there must be a way. We are old, old and disabled. If you are really a bachelor, you are willing to cut your whole body and dare to pull the emperor off his horse, and he will be with him Rong Dingkun. It's hard work. But everyone still has young and old at home."

Feng Shixun was about to speak when the editor-in-chief Zhang of the newspaper stopped him and said gently, "That's why Dr. Feng found me. Since there is no way to achieve justice through legal means, then we will use public opinion to let Rong Dingkun gave in. Now taking advantage of the heat of public opinion and some evidence we have now, it is enough to negotiate with the Rong family. "

"Yep!"

"Let the Rong family lose money!"

"I can't just forget it! Three members of my family died!"

"Let Rong Dingkun kowtow to the dead to apologize!"

"Go to Rong's house now!" Someone shouted, "Let Rong Dingkun give us an explanation!"

With a hundred responses, everyone immediately set off and walked out.

Seeing that something was wrong, Feng Shizhen hurriedly stopped: "We can't just go like this! We have to have a negotiation plan first, and we have to elect a negotiator..."

An uncle patted his chest and said, "I have experience, I will negotiate."

However, there was an uncle of his age who refused to accept it: "Pharaoh, you don't even know how to bargain when you buy vegetables. What kind of negotiation do you know? It's better for me to go."

Another middle-aged man sneered: "Brother Liu, among us, you owe the most debt and lack money the most. Don't you betray us when you get the benefit of Rong Dingkun?"

Brother Liu was furious, grabbed the other party's collar and cursed: "What are you, you dare to doubt me?"

The two were arguing with each other. The persuasion of others to persuade the fight, the dispute of the dispute. Seeing the Feng brothers and sisters and Editor-in-Chief Zhang frowning beside them.

"It made my senior brother laugh." Feng Shixun was embarrassed to death, "These neighborhoods... were not like this before."

"Disasters can completely change a person." Editor-in-chief Zhang sighed, "When life is in trouble, it will make people more profitable, which is also the instinct."

If this negotiator is smart, he can really get a lot of benefits from Rong Dingkun. Many of these neighborhoods fell into poverty after the disaster. Due to the compulsion of life, they have naturally become inexorable.

An aunt couldn't stand it any longer and shouted, "You are all rude. Dr. Feng came back from overseas. I think it's better for him to be the representative."

Brother Liu immediately spat: "Are those who have stayed abroad a level higher than us? Besides, his sister is not still a tutor in the Rong family, how do you know that the two of them have not passed the gas."

The Feng brothers and sisters suddenly changed color.

"Yeah!" Someone echoed, "Miss Feng seems to be not clear with the eldest young master of the Rong family. Don't be greedy for our compensation money and give her a dowry!"

"Nonsense!" Feng Shixun was furious, "Shizhen and the Rong family have long had nothing to do with each other. Don't listen to the nonsense in the newspapers!"

An aunt said sharply: "Then it is true that Rong Dingkun burned Wen Chunli in the newspaper, but it is false to say that your sister has an affair with the eldest young master of the Rong family. It is all up to you to tell the truth!"

When Feng Shizhen heard these words, his heart went cold.

Fortunately, there were only a few old neighbors who were messing around, and more neighbors couldn't see it and came out to support the Feng brothers and sisters.

"What are you talking about?" an uncle said angrily, "Isn't Dr. Feng one of the people in the same boat with us? People are kind, and you people are selfish, and you don't count in infighting, and you also pull enthusiasts into the water. In the past When I was a neighbor, I saw that everyone looked like a human, and a fire burned you out of your original shape and turned back into beasts?"

This uncle was the oldest, and as soon as he spoke, a few thorns quieted down.

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from outside the door.

"Uncle is right. Sharing the enemy's side is the foundation of success, but you can't mess up before you leave the door."

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a dazzling light was projected in, making people unable to open their eyes for a while.

The frenzied agitation came to an abrupt end. Outside the door, several tall men in black shirts filed in, dividing the crowd. With a steady and powerful sound of leather boots, Rong Jiashang's slender and tall figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Feng Shizhen's pupils contracted slightly, and his breathing was slightly suffocated.

The two sides fell into a strange confrontation. Compared with the fear of Wen Chunli's neighbors, Rong Jiashang was so calm and calm. He was wearing a dark gray suit with a graceful overcoat that was so neat that there was not even a single extra wrinkle. All over his body, only the shirt at the neckline was snow-white, which made his face even more radiant and handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. #####

ninety

"Enter Rong Jia." Feng Shixun squeezed these three words between his teeth, "How did you find this place?"

People roared loudly.

"Is he Rong Jiashang? Who is he Rong Dingkun?"

"It's Rong Dingkun's son! I read it in the newspaper."

"There is someone from the Rong family? How dare you!" Big Brother Huang yelled, "Boy from the Rong family, your father burned our house and killed our relatives. You are going to settle the account with your Rong family, so you can deliver it yourself. It's coming. If your Rong family doesn't give us an explanation today, don't even think about going out from here!"

He just took a step forward. The thugs of the Rong family gathered around Rong Jiashang in unison, took out the shell gun and aimed it at Brother Huang's head.

The neighbors in Wenchunli were all ordinary people, and they were shocked when they saw the other party draw guns as soon as they negotiated. The roar was like a plane with a stalled engine spinning in the sky before turning around and crashing.

"We're here to discuss, don't scare people." Rong Jia waved his hand disapprovingly with a calm smile on the corner of his warm mouth. The men put away their guns.

"Everyone, I came here this time to discuss compensation matters with you." Rong Jiashang bowed his hands gracefully, his eyes swept across everyone's faces, stopped for a while on Feng Shizhen's pale face, and then passed Feng Shixun again. A sullen face.

"Recently, there have been rumors that the fire in Wenchunli last year was caused by someone sent by my father to swallow up the fast land. If you want me to say it, it makes sense, but it doesn't make sense." Rong Jia's eyes In the end, it fell on the uncle who mentioned the change of the Feng family's siblings, and bowed politely to the old man, regarded him as the representative of Wen Chunli.

"My father did always intend to buy the land in Wenchunli, but he gave up early because of the high price. The people who set fire to Wenchunli owed my father a huge debt, and used Wenchunli to repay the debt. It would be a lie to say that my father did not know that there was a problem with the land. But it is not my father who did this.”

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

Rong Jiashang continued: "Of course, my father was greedy for profit, so he took up this verbal lawsuit for this, which is a lesson. I heard today that all the neighbors are here to gather here, uninvited, just to explain the matter. Those of us who do business want to make money with peace. This scandal has caused the Rong family's stock to fall for several days, and the Rong family lost enough money to buy three Wen Chunli. "

In the silence, Feng Shixun's mocking sneer was particularly clear.

"Master Rong can really make up stories. It's a pity not to write the script for the movie. Maybe the person who owes you money in your mouth may come out to testify for you?"

Rong Jia said without changing his face: "It's a pity, that person later owed a gambling debt to the Green Gang and was beaten to death half a year ago."

"This is death without evidence?" Feng Shizhen said coldly, "Then, how can we believe that your family is innocent?"

Rong Jiashang looked at Feng Shizhen's eyes suddenly became gentle and swaying, his arrogant tone slowed down, and said softly: "But you have no evidence to prove that it was really what my father did. If there was, we would not meet here. , but in court?"

Feng Shizhen pursed his lips and his face became paler, "But if it wasn't for your family, what kind of compensation are you talking about today?"

Rong Jiashang's eyes gently depicted the outline of Feng Shizhen's facial features, and after a while, he bowed to the crowd and said, "Although my father did not do this, it was because my father forced the debtor to take the risk and cause a big disaster. I agree with you. After deliberation, my father decided to take up the responsibility that belongs to us, and then give you some compensation to the best of our ability."

"Hypocrisy!" Feng Shizhen sneered sharply, "You are the ones who murder and set fire, and you are the ones who do good deeds and pretend to be good people. Rong Jia, you are exactly the same as your father!"

In addition to anger, there was also a distinct disgust in her eyes, which Rong Jiashang had never seen before.

His heart clenched into a ball, and he walked towards her subconsciously.

"gentlemen…"

Feng Shixun blocked in front of his sister with a single stride and shouted, "Get back!"

Rong Jiashang stood abruptly, looked up at Feng Shixun, and smiled relievedly, "If you don't talk about it carefully, the neighbors don't know our sincerity. Bring it up."

The two men walked into the house with a heavy little box and put the box on the table.

With Rong Jia's last gesture, the box opened, and a soft and bright golden light burst out.

The stunning color lit up in people's eyes, dispelling the original doubt and anger.

"Our Rong family's work has always been straightforward and simple." Rong Jia's slender fingers picked up a small gold bar from the box, "The gold bar was only brought out from the bank this morning, and it is marked with a code and can be exchanged at any time. A gold bar can be exchanged for 2,500 yuan at the current market price. As long as you sign the understanding agreement, you can come and receive a gold bar. If there is a disabled or dead person in the family, if there is a neighbor as proof, add another one. The price, the old man is not deceived. Neighbors, please think about it."

Although 2,500 yuan is not enough for Wenchunli's real estate, it is enough to buy a small house in a not very prosperous part of Shanghai, and there is extra money for medical treatment and medicine, so I have a good year. Most of the people present were injured and their hands were tight. Now, the Rong family not only does not break the bill, but also sends the money readily, without making trouble or taking risks.

Neighbors were eager to move, and the buzzing discussion became louder and louder, and they couldn't stop looking at Rong Jia and the box of gold bars.

"Young Master Rong has some skills." Editor-in-chief Zhang whispered.

Feng Shizhen gritted his teeth tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Money can be compensated, but how can human life be compensated?"

Editor-in-chief Zhang said: "But now the Rong family doesn't accept the blame for arson, and naturally they don't accept the blame for human life."

Feng Shixun said angrily: "It's clear that he intends to spend money to block the mouth and fool this matter. Otherwise, what kind of understanding is there to sign?"

"That's why he is young, but very shrewd." Editor-in-chief Zhang sighed, "I think the neighbors in Wenchunli don't know this truth. It's just that the odds are too small, and fairness is not as good as real money."

"But." Feng Shizhen said, "Did you just let Rong Dingkun go?"

Editor-in-chief Zhang said: "My thoughts are the same as Miss Feng. But if you look at these people, many of them don't even care about food and clothing. For them, they are more willing to use compensation to improve their lives than to let Rong Dingkun pay for his life. Miss Feng and Brother Ling are both firm-willed and indomitable people. But more people are poor and short-minded, and they only want to have food and clothing."

The discussion stopped abruptly, and it turned out that someone finally made a decision, decided to sign the money, and let the matter rest.

The secretary brought by Rong Jia quickly took out the agreement and handed over the pen. The family shook their hands to sign their names and pressed their handprints. The subordinate took out a gold bar from the box and handed it over. The man in charge took the gold bar, put it in his arms immediately, and then hurried away with his wife, whose face was burned.

With the first, there is the second.

People stopped talking, but gathered towards Rong Jiashang one after another, and voluntarily lined up to sign one by one to get the gold bars.

No one bargained, no one argued or scolded. It seemed that life had overwhelmed the group, leaving them with no extra strength to struggle. Feng Shizhen even felt that when they took the gold bars, their expressions were almost grateful. They have become numb, and they have forgotten that they are the victims. Instead, they go back to thank the perpetrator for the charity.

The scene is full of ironic absurdity and embarrassment, as well as exhausting silence and despair.

Feng Shizhen looked at Rong Jiashang, at the somber, deep and steady young man. She suddenly walked over without saying a word, cut in line, and stood in front of the table receiving the gold bars.

Feng Shixun's whole body was tense, ready to rush over at any time. Editor-in-chief Zhang patted him on the shoulder leisurely, "Relax. Your sister is an idea."

Rong Jia put away the polite smile on his face and looked at Feng Shizhen tenderly, a little nervous.

Feng Shizhen stretched out his hand and picked a gold bar from the box, and said to Rong Jia with a half-smile, "No one in our old Feng family died, but the house is very large, and there are two doors. Rong Dashao, how to calculate this account? "

Rong Jia twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, and said politely: "The situation of the Feng family is a bit special, and my husband and I have a master-disciple relationship. Just treat it as my filial piety, and give double the gold bars. What do you think, sir? "

Feng Shizhen sneered.

"The Rong family is powerful and well-connected, and willing to spend 5,000 yuan to buy us to shut up is a lot of money. I'm a husband, how can I not praise the students?"

She threw the gold bar Jingle back into the box, turned her head and said, "Please sign the agreement, eldest brother."

After all, he stopped looking at Rong Jia and walked away.

The thugs of the Rong family knew her and dared not stop her. She pushed open the door and slammed it shut angrily.

Feng Shixun glared at Rong Jia and went after his sister.

"Stop him!" Rong Jiashang suddenly ordered.

Three or four men came over and surrounded Feng Shixun.

"Enter Rong Jia!" Feng Shixun roared furiously.

But Rong Jia turned a deaf ear, jumped up, and chased out.

Feng Shizhen walked to the intersection and stretched out his hand to stop the rickshaw before he was half-in-the-air, when he was clasped by a hot palm.

Rong Jiashang grabbed Feng Shizhen and dragged her back.

Feng Shizhen was startled, but calmed down quickly and smiled coldly: "Young Master Rong, did you regret it?"

Rong Jia calmed down, his voice soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, and said, "Shizhen, I'm trying my best to make amends. I also want to do it perfectly and be worthy of my heart. But as you said, My abilities are limited."

It is not easy to get a young and vigorous man to admit that he has limited abilities. On the other hand, Rong Jia has repeatedly accepted it calmly.

So Feng Shizhen didn't quarrel with him either. She took a deep breath and said calmly, "Jia Shang, if you were slapped in the face by an enemy with money, would you still greet him with a smile?"

Rong Jia was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly held her hand, "I will deal with those who set fire to Wenchunli."

Feng Shizhen frowned and sneered: "The person who gave the order can't move, and can only deal with a few scumbags. Rong Jia, don't talk nonsense. Let's exchange positions, and you will know how I feel now. If I Dad burns down your house, and I slap the money in your face. I want you to stop complaining. It’s better to have a romantic relationship with me. You feel your heart and ask yourself, can you do it?”

Rong Jiashang was helpless, and smiled bitterly: "It seems that only if I don't be Rong's family, the two of us will have a chance?"

Do you think Rong Jiashang is willing to elope with you?

Meng Xian's teasing words sounded like ghost words in Feng Shizhen's mind, causing her to inadvertently break out into a fine layer of cold sweat.

What would happen if Rong Jiashang left the Rong family, if he betrayed Rong Dingkun because of his love.

Needless to say, Rong Dingkun, who lost his outstanding heir, would be hit hard, and the commercial secrets of the Rong family would also be lost from Rong Jiashang here...

Feng Shizhen looked at Rong Jiashang and suddenly laughed: "But you won't. It's not that you can't, but I'm not worth it."

Rong Jia was suddenly at a loss for words, and found that he couldn't argue.

Feng Shizhen had already shaken off his hand and walked away.

At the same time, Rong Dingkun's office also welcomed an uninvited guest.

Shiori Hashimoto was wearing a dress with pink and purple embroidered white butterflies and flowers, with short hair and ears, and wearing a crystal-clear jade bracelet on her snow-white wrist, she was graceful and graceful. If she didn't give her name, no one could tell that she was a Japanese girl.

Rong Dingkun was signing the official documents handed over by the secretary, only when Hashimoto Shiori came to look for Rong Jia, he raised his head and glanced lightly, and said, "It's very unfortunate, Miss Hashimoto, Jia Shang is going out today. I've done work, and I won't be back for a while."

Hashimoto Shiori smiled and said, "I was the one who disturbed me rashly, Uncle Rong, but I made a special trip to visit you." #####

ninety one

Rong Dingkun raised his head and took a serious look at this young girl who he was not very familiar with.

Shiori Hashimoto stood dignifiedly in the center of the room, with a posture of restraint and respect unique to Japanese women, and a calm and confident smile on her pretty face.

"I happened to know something, which is closely related to Jia Shang and even your palace. After hesitating for a long time, I didn't know how to speak, and finally decided to have a frank talk with my elders."

A woman showing off her cleverness can somewhat arouse Rong Dingkun's interest. He asked Shiori Hashimoto to sit on the sofa in front of the fireplace, and after the secretary had finished serving tea, he said kindly, "I don't know what Miss Hashimoto is referring to? How can I help you?"

"Uncle Rong is too polite." Hashimoto Shiori lowered his head shyly, a little embarrassed and hesitant, "My second brother discovered this by accident, because he knew that I had special feelings for Kashang, so he told me In fact, this is the family business of the Rong family, and an outsider like me should not get involved. But it's also because I can't bear to continue to be blinded by Jiashang... …”

Rong Dingkun's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Listen to what you said, is another lady involved?"

Shiori Hashimoto nodded embarrassedly, and as if afraid of Rong Dingkun's misunderstanding, he hurriedly added: "I didn't do this out of jealousy! I didn't want to destroy anything. The second brother just advised me to write an anonymous letter, but I I feel that I still have something to say face to face, don’t be a liar behind my back…”

"Miss Hashimoto," Rong Dingkun interrupted, "you and Jiashang are friends, and in my eyes, you are just like my own niece. If you have anything to say, you can say it directly."

Shiori Hashimoto also saw that Rong Dingkun was a little impatient. She wisely stopped taking Qiao, took out an envelope from her handbag, and handed it to Rong Dingkun.

Rong Dingkun took out a photo from the envelope, put on his reading glasses and looked at it, stunned.

Because Shiori Hashimoto mentioned something that would make Rong Jiashang sad, Rong Dingkun thought that something was wrong with Feng Shizhen, but he didn't expect that the photo was actually his prospective daughter-in-law, Du Lanxin!

Du Lanxin was wearing a cashmere coat and a soft hat. There was nothing wrong with her fashionable outfit, but she was smiling tenderly. She was snuggling up in a man's arms, and she looked up and seemed to be coquettishly begging for a kiss.

The man turned his back to the camera, wearing a coat and hat. He could see that he was young, but he did not show his face. The two sat in an open-air coffee shop surrounded by bushes, with a gesture of intimacy as if there was no one else around.

"I know this photo doesn't show the date!" Shiori Hashimoto said before Rong Dingkun asked, "My second brother went to Hangzhou for my cousin's wedding two weeks ago, and met Miss Du and her at the restaurant. My friend. The second brother saw Miss Du at Jiashang's birthday party before, so he recognized it. It happened that the photographer at the wedding took Miss Du as a guest and took a few pictures. The second brother was careful, I paid for that roll of film."

The photo was taken half a month ago. It was a few days before Rong Jiashang took Du Lanxin to Hashimoto's house for dinner, but Shiori Hashimoto and her brother pretended to be ignorant at the dinner table. Besides, with a roll of film in hand, but only one photo, where is the rest? Has the man's face been photographed in other photos?

Rong Dingkun was an old trickster and slippery, and he thought about everything clearly in just one turn of his mind.