Rebirth of the Super Prince

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Ye Jun didn't know Chen Zhuosheng, but Dong Shangshu had mentioned that this person was usually not a prominent person, but in this province, he was a complete marginal person. Even though he was the deputy director of the Provincial Public Security Department

Although he has a title, he doesn’t have much real power, and he doesn’t like to be pushy, so all matters big and small have to go through Yu Wenqiang.

Therefore, we don’t have much interaction on weekdays.

I just didn't expect that this time I could invite this old man from the Hu family to come out. Dong Shangshu was shocked by this, and Ye Jun was also shocked.

To be honest, since the old man of the Dong family came forward in person, this face had to be given even if it was not given. It was because of his relationship with Hu Youcai and his scruples about Huan Lu. In addition, Ye Jun really needed the support of the old man of the Dong family in front of him.

Therefore, he immediately let go of the half-dead young man at his feet.

Because there were so many people talking here, Hu Yongchun asked one of his men, Rooster Head, to help with the funeral arrangements, while he pulled Ye Jun out.

After getting in the car, Hu Yongchun looked very calm, with a faint smile on his face: "Xiaojun, I heard Ah Cai say that you are very smart and you have helped him a lot. In fact, leaving Ah Cai behind

Jiang Ling was initially worried about him getting into trouble. After all, his temper was too reckless, and he was young and not tactful enough. He was always worried that he would get involved in some dirty business."

Hu Yongchun first glanced at Ye Jun thoughtfully, paused, and then said calmly: "It's just that Ah Cai is very obedient and has never done anything wrong. But in recent days, it seems that he has begun to misinterpret my old man's words again.

He turned a deaf ear to it, alas, even his dad was playing along with him."

Ye Jun was a little frightened, because he had heard that Hu Yongchun did not seem to intend to get involved in the Jiangling River Dam issue, and this series of content that seemed to be commonplace was actually more like a shallow hint to show his stance.

"Grandpa Hu, what do you think you will do if Brother Cai is still stubborn?"

Hu Yongchun looked at Ye Jun with a half-smile but said slowly: "Even if it is a stubborn cow, I have to pull it back."

Ye Jun frowned slightly and secretly thought that Hu Yongchun's attitude was too obvious. In this way, how could he mention Ye Yangsheng to the old man in front of him, and how could he bring in the old man who was as powerful as Dong Wentai?

Own camp?

Of course, from the beginning, Ye Jun never thought about being able to control Hu Yongchun. This kind of thought without thinking, as long as there is a little sense, will kill it in the cradle. Not to mention experience, not to mention the city, not to mention

Talking about his ability to deal with people, and talking about Hu Yongchun's strength and power, Ye Jun believed that even the status of an ally of the alliance was out of reach.

To put it bluntly, the relationship between Ye Jun and Hu Yongchun should be more about asking for help from others, and the person asking for help is naturally Ye Jun.

"Grandpa Hu, how about I help you persuade Brother Cai? Believe me, he will listen."

It seemed that Ye Jun's words were somewhat beyond Hu Yongchun's expectations, but the flash of surprise on his face quickly disappeared. At the moment, he just looked at Ye Jun with interest: "Are you willing to give up?"

"I don't want to give it up, but if I can't win your old support, then once the incident comes to light, Brother Cai will lose his last life-saving talisman."

Hu Yongchun's face still showed that kind of inscrutable ambiguity. After a long time, he calmly said: "Young man, the method of retreating in order to advance is of no use to me. Since I made a decision at the beginning, I will not change it."

."

Ye Jun's face darkened slightly. He didn't expect that this little trick of retreating to advance could be hidden from Hu Yongchun, but he didn't expect that the old man from the Hu family was already so hard-hearted, which had to make Ye Jun feel excited.

A crazy urge.

To be honest, Ye Jun considered that giving up a powerful ally like Hu Youcai was a huge loss. But if he could not win the support of the elderly man in front of him, then there would undoubtedly be hidden dangers in his success rate.

It will be significantly reduced.

Ye Jun is a person who knows how to repay gratitude. Although he cannot be called a good person, he cannot be said to be a bad person. However, whether he is a good person or a bad person, they all have one thing in common, that is, they have a conscience. Ye Jun does not want to keep silently helping.

His Hu Youcai suffered heavy losses because of this low-win game, and he didn't even have the last trump card to save his life!

"Grandpa Hu, after I return to Jiangling, I will persuade Brother Cai to return to Southern Tang Dynasty and live with you for the first half of the year."

After saying that, Ye Jun planned to get out of the car. Since Hu Yongchun had made up his mind, whatever he said would be useless.

But as soon as he opened the car door, he heard Hu Yongchun slowly laughing and saying: "What? I am leaving in such a hurry. I am not going to be so annoying, right?"

Ye Jun was embarrassed for a while and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa Hu is joking. If Grandpa Hu is leisurely and elegant, and doesn't mind that I am young and frivolous, I will naturally be willing to accompany Grandpa Hu."

"Okay, interesting. How about we go have a cup of tea, watch a stage show, and listen to the Beijing accent?"

"OK."

At that moment, Hu Yongchun raised the crutch in his hand and tapped the base of the car gently: "Drive, go to Tangjia Lane to listen to music."

The driver heard the words, responded, and then started the car.

Dong Shangshu, who was still standing outside, saw this formation, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he still watched the car leave, and then turned to stare at Chen Zhuosheng, who was already crying, and the half-dead young man, and said in a strange way: "Next time, it will be the best

It's better to tie your son up at home with a dog leash and don't let him out and cause harm to others, otherwise, he will be more than just missing half a leg."

Chen Zhuosheng stared at Dong Shangshu resentfully and said gloomily: "I know, I am very grateful to Shang Shu for your mercy."

Chen Zhuosheng obviously squeezed out the last four words through gritted teeth, but what they got in return was Dong Shangshu's indifferent gaze.

Under Chen Zhuosheng's resentful gaze, Dong Shangshu put on his coat and planned to leave the place. However, he seemed to remember something, and before taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and smiled at Chen Zhuosheng who changed his face in a hurry: "

By the way, I remembered something that I believe Uncle Chen would like to hear."

"Please say."

At this point, Chen Zhuosheng has been eagerly hoping that Dong Shangshu can get away as far as possible, but since he is just short of this last step, Chen Zhuosheng will not mess up his position.

Dong Shangshu glanced at Chen Zhuosheng ambiguously, then at the half-dead young man, and then said with a smile: "I heard that Uncle Chen has renewed his relationship and found a daughter-in-law who is both talented and beautiful. I didn't know about this at first.

It’s a pity that I didn’t have time to send red envelopes or drink wedding wine.”

"If you have something to say, just say it, don't beat around the bush."

The words were kind words, and they were also words of occasion, but they depended on whose mouth they came from. If these words came from Dong Shangshu's mouth, they would naturally become sarcastic remarks that could arouse the anger of others. No wonder Chen Zhuosheng was so upset.

"Well, actually I was just thinking, after I played with my daughter-in-law, my son also played with me, and if she gave birth to a little kid, who does it belong to? But it doesn't matter, they all have the same surname and moral character, anyway, this is

They are both father and son, so there is no need to distinguish between them."

After Dong Shangshu finished speaking, he paused, ignoring the murderous look on Chen Zhuosheng's face, and muttered: "I just don't know whether the little boy born will be called dad or grandpa. Haha, this relationship is really messed up!"

"Don't go too far, Mr. Dong! You are spreading rumors and slandering! Don't think I'm afraid of you. Let me tell you, I won't be afraid even if it causes trouble in Beijing!"

How could Chen Zhuosheng endure being so sarcastically ridiculed, but Dong Shangshu's next words seemed to make him drink cold water and make him feel numb: "What kind of virtue does your son have that you want me to say? By the way, in fact, these words are not mine.

What you are talking about was your son who broke the news on his own in a daze. At first, we thought he was talking nonsense. At first, it seemed that he was referring to a certain woman, but suddenly he said, "Stepmother, your breasts are so big." We

Everyone present was dumbfounded."

After Dong Shangshu finished speaking, he pointed to the lobby manager standing outside the gate with a nervous face, and said matter-of-factly: "If you don't believe it, ask him, he is also there."

"Really? Tell me, is this true?"

Facing Chen Zhuosheng's almost violent gaze, the lobby manager instinctively shuddered, but he still nodded with difficulty and said sadly: "I didn't listen carefully, but Master Chen did say nonsense for a while. It was too noisy at the time. I

I only heard the word 'stepmother', nothing else..."

"enough!"

Chen Zhuosheng's entire face turned the color of pig liver with anger. Hearing many onlookers pointing and pointing, he glanced at his son who was dying on the ground, and a sense of humiliation of being cuckolded emerged spontaneously!

A decent man, if he is cuckolded by another man, he will definitely be so angry that he will fight against him! Being cuckolded is already a shameful thing, but it is his own son who helps him do it.

Chen Zhuosheng, who lost his mind, was not willing to tell whether Dong Shangshu's words were true or false.

As for Dong Shangshu, he drove away long ago. It wasn't until he entered the main road that he muttered: "Huh! Just a few words, that old turtle really believed it. His son only said that he was watching his stepmother take a bath, but he didn't actually go there.

.However, the lobby manager was a big help. It’s comfortable, so comfortable!”

Dong Shangshu was too lazy to care about how Chen Zhuosheng would communicate in depth with his evil son. At the moment, he was just thinking about whether it was a blessing or a curse for Ye Jun to be taken away by Hu Yongchun.

Tangjia Lane has always been home to an old courtyard house that is said to have been inherited from the Qing Dynasty. The courtyard has been repainted and renovated, and has become a good place to sing Peking Opera, drink tea and eat melon seeds.

Every day, a large group of elderly people come in to make a pot of tea and eat a few desserts, but not everyone can enter this seemingly simple courtyard.

It is said that the owner of this courtyard is the chief steward of the imperial kitchen who escaped during the late Qing Dynasty. He knows how to serve elderly dignitaries and the students he trains are also slippery masters.

In a place like this, even if Hu Yongchun entered the door, he would not be considered a first-class VIP, because some big bosses in the capital who have taken a back seat but hold real power also like to attend such occasions.

After being led in by Hu Yongchun, Ye Jun saw many old people pacing back and forth in the yard, holding birdcages in their hands, with a starling in the cage.

Everyone seemed to know Hu Yongchun, calling him "Lao Hu", but seeing Ye Jun's face was unfamiliar, and at his age, he was always out of tune with this courtyard, so he was also curious.

At this time, an old man put down the birdcage and walked slowly over: "Old Hu, is this the grandson you often mentioned, Ah Cai?"

Hu Yongchun smiled and said: "No, he is Mrs. Wen's grandson."

"Bunta?"

The old man was obviously surprised. He stared at Ye Jun for a long time before shouting: "Old guys, come out and take a look to see who is coming."

"Who is it? Lao Meng, why are you yelling so hard? You stopped the joke."

"That's it, who is coming? Is there really a big shot coming to this small, remote place?"

"Hey, if there is a big shot, Lao Meng wouldn't dare to shout so loudly. He has to take his image into consideration."

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Following a few loud shouts, several elderly people suddenly walked out of the courtyard from all directions. Seeing Hu Yongchun standing there, they were very surprised at first. They didn't seem to understand that Hu Yongchun's arrival in this place was worthy of Lao Meng being so abnormal?

But through the light, I saw a young man in sunglasses next to Hu Yongchun. Everyone seemed to have a touch of relief on their faces. I saw an old man holding a dragon-head crutch walking towards him with a smile: "Old Hu, is this your grandson?

"

Hu Yongchun didn't pay attention. Instead, he looked enigmatic and teased a few birds in the cage with great interest.

"Lao Hu, aren't you just trying to make people want to know? Forget it, if you don't tell me, why can't I ask on my own?"

At this time, an old man with thicker hair smiled and walked up to Ye Jun: "Young man, is your father Xiao Anzi?"

Ye Jun didn't expect that Huan Lu had such a palace-style nickname, and he smiled in his heart. He wanted to laugh, but he held it back with all his strength. At the same time, he said respectfully: "Old sir, my father's surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Yangsheng."

Ye Yangsheng!

This name made many old people present suppress the smiles on their faces. They looked extremely weird at the moment. At the same time, several old people began to squint their eyes slightly and glance at Hu Yongchun who was pretending to be dumbfounded. Their faces gradually became intriguing.