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"It was obviously two people who made trouble, but I was the only one who was beaten in the end." Feng Shixun said.

Feng Shizhen laughed: "Dad said, because you are the eldest brother, you must take the lead in doing bad things, and of course only beat you. I am a daughter, and girls need to be spoiled."

"Have you spoiled?" Feng Shixun pinched the girl's face with his cold fingers dipped in water.

Feng Shizhen smiled and hid: "I didn't!"

Feng Shixun put his arms around the girl's shoulders and sat with her on the slate warmed by the sun, looking at the blue sky.

"It's okay to quit. Such a complicated wealthy family is very complicated inside. We are really simple and persistent people, what would we do if we were taken advantage of?"

Feng Shizhen had mixed feelings and said, "I've grown up, and I'm not that kid who doesn't understand anything."

"But to me, you will always be the little girl who runs behind me." Feng Shixun looked at his sister tenderly, "I have already gone to the hospital's personnel department to ask, and the hospital is missing a secretary of the administrative department. We Zhener is so excellent, he is absolutely competent! In the future, we brothers and sisters will work together, how wonderful."

Feng Shizhen said: "It's really unfortunate that you have to watch over you even when you go to work!"

Feng Shixun laughed, hugged the girl in his arms and rubbed hard.

"Are you done?" Mrs. Feng stuck her head out of the window, "I've run out of vinegar at home, who of you will get a bottle back?"

"I'll go." Feng Shizhen escaped from his brother's arms.

Feng Shizhen was jealous, and when he came back, he passed a braised meat shop at the intersection of the street and cut a braised pig ear again, planning to take it back for his brother to drink.

She walked across the street carrying the paper bag, and when she saw the inconspicuous black car parked under the street light, the faintly relaxed smile on her face suddenly froze.

The window was rolled down halfway, and Ma Dagui gave her a wink in the car.

Feng Shizhen lowered his head and swept away from the corner of his eyes. He really saw a man with a peaked cap standing on the corner of the street, smoking a cigarette, staring at her.

Feng Shizhen walked forward calmly.

A teenager who was helping the restaurant to transport stagnant water passed by her on a bicycle and walked towards the man wearing a peaked cap. When he got to the front, the front of the car suddenly tilted, and even the person with the bucket fell. The stinky stagnant water splashed on the ground and splashed on the man's shoes and pants.

"Little red guy is looking for death!" The man jumped and yelled.

At this moment, the car door opened and Feng Shizhen got into the car.

The man sitting in the back seat turned his head and showed a gentle smile to Feng Shizhen.

"Shizhen, why didn't you say anything about the housewarming?"

"Seventh Master," Feng Shizhen said coldly, "If you don't tell me, it won't prevent you from finding me."

Meng Xu'an looked at her with interest, and handed her an envelope: "I'm afraid you won't be able to explain it when you go home. I think it's the most sincere brother Kong Fang. I hope you don't dislike my copper stench, Shizhen."

The envelope was held tightly, apparently containing a stack of money.

Feng Shizhen put away the money, bowed his body and said, "Seven masters take care of me so much, I can't be thankful enough. If I dislike it at all, then my conscience really feeds the dog."

The chin was pinched by the man's fingers again and lifted up.

Meng Xu'an stared at the woman's clear and bright eyes, and squeezed her chin with a slight force.

"The world is really bad, coaxing Miss Sun to run away from home, but she didn't tell me?"

Feng Shizhen's pupils shrank suddenly.

"You... how about her?"

"Don't worry." Meng Xian let go, leaving only a light fingerprint on Feng Shizhen's fair skin, "Miss Sun is safe now, under my protection. When she says everything she can say, I will Get her on a boat and go wherever she wants."

The tip of Feng Shizhen's nose oozes thin cold sweat, and he whispers: "She is a very pitiful person, I hope the seventh master will not embarrass her."

Meng Xu'an looked at her with a smile: "Shizhen, do you remember the comments I made to you when you were trained?"

"I don't know which one the seventh master said." Feng Shizhen asked.

Meng Xu'an raised his hand and gently stroked Feng Shizhen's broken hair: "You are a broad-minded, kind and upright person. This is a very beautiful quality, and I like it very much. But in this industry, some acts of kindness and compassion, but Often bad things happen. I don't want you to abandon kindness and be a cold-blooded person. But when you are kind and when you can hold back, you should learn to master this degree."

"This... this is something I didn't think about!" Feng Shizhen's nose was dripping with sweat, "Seventh Master, I'm sorry."

"I'll tell you about your leaving the Rong family later." Meng Xian said, "However, you helped Rong Dingkun's concubine escape before the issue of that shipment was resolved. He was so suspicious. What if the person who is in the delivery place is more careful and changes the address of the place of delivery?"

Feng Shizhen apologized in a low voice: "It's my temper, and the seventh master taught me a lesson!"

Meng Xian's fingers were entangled in her hair, and it was difficult to part for a while. Meng Xu'an stared at the woman's fair and beautiful face and asked, "You left the Rong family so easily, but you really couldn't stand it and were driven out?"

Feng Shizhen looked at him, with a flash of flames in his eyes: "Seven masters, this trick is called play-to-play. It is the trick that women use most often on men, and it is also the trick that you hate the most when women use them on you."

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You have suddenly enlightened a lot in this regard." Meng Xian smiled, "It can be said that Rong Dingkun has been suspicious of you and sent people to watch you day and night. We will not meet again soon. Everything, Let's talk when you get back to Rong's house."

"Yes." Feng Shizhen agreed meekly.

"Just stay with your parents these few days." Meng Xu'an knocked on the window and the car stopped. This is another intersection not far from Feng's house.

Feng Shizhen got out of the car. Meng Xian rolled down the car window, with a warm and gentle smile on his handsome face, as if he was looking at his beloved lover.

"Shizhen," Meng Xu'an said, "I'm waiting for your good news."

The car went away. Feng Shizhen stood at the intersection, and the coldness on his back continued for a long time.

The feeling that her every move was in the eyes of another person made her feel like a mouse in a cage.

Of course, she didn't want to take revenge for just cheating Rong Dingkun, she still wanted Rong Dingkun to be ruined and betrayed. Her fear came from the mysterious man Meng Xian.

Meng Xian's reputation in Shanghai is not very high, and the world only regards him as an ordinary businessman who has just returned to China. But he seems to be a hero who has suddenly emerged in the dark world, holding an inestimable power. #####

thirty-seven

The night of October 18 was a very ordinary and quiet autumn night. The sky is full of stars like a glazed dome, and the world sings and dances.

An inconspicuous small fishing boat sailed out of the port, the light of the boat swayed, went away, and gradually merged with the starry sky at the end of the sea.

"Tell Boss Rong to go to sea successfully." Zhao Huaan lost the cigarette **** and ran it with his foot.

His subordinates saw his brows furrowed and asked, "An Ye, is there something wrong?"

"I can't tell." Zhao Huaan said, "The goods have been inspected, but they have not been mobilized?"

"The little ones have checked three times, and they are all intact. Besides, the warehouse has been guarded day and night for the past few days, and there are two German wolf dogs. I promise, let alone people, not even a rat has come in."

Zhao Huaan thought for a moment, "That's it. Go back."

In the Rong mansion, Mrs. Rong served Rong Dingkun with vegetables and said, "Fang Lin and Fang Hua can't stop their homework, so I interviewed several tutors in the past two days, and I chose one, and I will come to class tomorrow. You see. , get on him..."

Rong Dingkun glanced at the eldest son who was sitting at the other end of the table, "If he wants to, he can go with him. If he doesn't want to, he can just mess around. Anyway, when the new year starts next year, he will either go to university or go to the Du family. The girl gets married! We don't support idlers!"

Mrs. Rong hurriedly said, "This time I chose someone who looks very ordinary. Jiashang shouldn't like it."

Rong Fanghua burst out laughing, and was glared at by the aunt's wife.

"I've run out." Rong Jiashang stood up and said indifferently, "I'll come to class on time tomorrow, thank you Mrs. Zhang Luo."

He didn't even look at his father's face, and went straight upstairs.

Tonight at Rong's house is also an extremely ordinary, dull and boring night. The difference is that Rong Dingkun temporarily moved back to the main house from the West Hall.

Rong Jiashang sat under the lamp, opened a college math book, and calculated while reading.

"Don't be lazy and save steps, otherwise it's easy to make mistakes later."

The nib stopped.

The slender fingers stretched out and clicked on the page.

"Attention, there's a small trap here."

"I know." Rong Jia said in a low voice, "You don't need to be verbose."

The woman let out a light and sweet laughter, like a wind chime swaying in the breeze, or like water droplets falling from the treetops into the secluded pool.

Rong Jiashang turned his head slowly.

There was no one at the desk. The illusion of a woman is like a streamer, like a movie, like a dream, and it is fleeting.

Rong Jiashang looked out the window.

The window opposite was dark, as if it had never been lit.

In the early morning of the 19th, due to the temperature drop, there was heavy fog.

Feng Shizhen was sitting in the corridor of the hospital, and patients and family members in a hurry passed by in front of her.

Feng Shixun is in the clinic stitching a child with a broken leg. The child was crying and crying, but was attracted by a picture book he took out. Feng Shixun handled the wound neatly and skillfully and prescribed medicine. The parents thanked them repeatedly and walked away with the child in their arms.

"The interview is over?" Feng Shixun washed his hands and came out.

Feng Shizhen nodded and looked at his elder brother in a white coat with a smile, "My elder brother is so handsome in this way. No wonder those little nurses always run to you."

Feng Shixun is tall and handsome, wearing a white coat and gold glasses, very elegant and personable. Such a young unmarried male doctor, when he first arrived, attracted a lot of discussion among the nurses in the hospital.

When Feng Shizhen was waiting for the interview before, the little secretary kept asking her about it.

"How was the interview?" Feng Shixun held his sister's hand and walked along the way, and many people looked at the Qingjun brother and sister.

"Very good, the director is very satisfied with my education." Feng Shizhen said, "If you are hired, the salary will be fifteen for the first three months, and it will increase later."

"It doesn't seem like you have done as much at the Rong family. However," Feng Shixun clenched his sister's arm affectionately, "here, no one dares to be angry with you. You are right under my nose, and I can protect you. ."

"I'm all grown up." Feng Shizhen smiled warmly, "Even if you used to be your little pigeon, now it's time to let it fly and fight the storm."

"I'd rather you never grow up." Feng Shixun hugged the girl and said in a deep voice, "Brother just wants to take care of you for the rest of your life."

Feng Shizhen smiled: "You will take care of your sister-in-law and my nephew and niece in the future. Can you be busy? I will take care of myself."

Feng Shixun hugged her tightly, smiling without saying a word.

Feng Shixun put the **** a rickshaw, and repeatedly told the driver to bring her home safely.

"Big brother!" Feng Shizhen angered. Feng Shixun just gave up.

The driver pulled the car along the road paved with fallen leaves. A gust of wind blew off countless yellow leaves.

The ginkgo leaves, which had not yet turned yellow, were rolled up, passed through the half-opened window, floated into the Rong's study, and landed on the scratch paper that Rong Jia was writing on.

He picked up the leaves and carefully observed the clear veins above.

"Eldest young master." The newly arrived tutor coughed unpleasantly, "Please be more attentive. If you miss a step in solving the problem, you will not be able to follow it."

Rong Jiashang put the leaves into the English dictionary.

The new teacher is also a woman, slightly older than Feng Shizhen, and married. She was born with a plain appearance, a sallow face, short hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a cheongsam that didn't fit. Mrs. Rong did her best this time, and chose a woman who normal young men would not look down on.

Her lectures are far less flexible and vivid than Feng Shizhen, and she likes to follow the script. She is not very good at teaching according to her aptitude, unlike Feng Shizhen, who discovered the strengths and weaknesses of several students and carried out targeted teaching.

This woman is old-fashioned, harsh, and lifeless.

Just like a house.

But she has another kind of shrewdness. On the first day she arrived, she knew that Rong Jiashang was extremely unloved at home and was excluded everywhere. So she very cleverly chose to side with Mrs. Rong. In class, he was extremely harsh and strict with Rong Jiashang.

"Master," the female teacher pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "as long as you do the test questions I gave you and memorize them, I can guarantee that you will be admitted to Yenching University in the coming year."

Rong Jiashang felt amused, "It doesn't matter if you don't ask for an answer? Even in the end, I still haven't learned anything?"

"Is it enough to pass the test?" the female teacher asked back. Her task was to send the eldest young master of the Rong family to university. As for whether he learned or not, she didn't care.

After class, Rong Jiashang walked straight into the small study next door and walked to Rong Dingkun.

"Father," Rong Jiashang said, "I want Mr. Feng to come back and continue to teach me."

Rong Dingkun looked up at his eldest son from the official document and said, "No way!"

Rong Jia said calmly, "she taught better."

Rong Dingkun asked, "How is it?"

Admiral Rong Jia threw a paper to his father: "This is the test paper I made for the second year of college."

Rong Dingkun watched carefully for a moment, and when he looked up again, his expression finally changed.

"You didn't lie to me?" Rong Dingkun said, "Since you are already at this level, what kind of tutor do you need?"

Rong Jiashang looked at his father calmly: "I can give full marks or zero marks, it all depends on how I feel. I just want Feng Shizhen to come back and continue to teach me."

Rong Dingkun got up, walked out from behind the desk, and looked at the eldest son. He has been separated from his eldest son for many years, and now even if they are under the same roof, there is no communication. He doesn't know his son, and his son doesn't want to know him. But blood is the bond that keeps breaking. The son inherited his wife's handsome appearance and arrogant temperament, as well as his own shrewdness.

A son who can hide his strength, even if he was once kept in the dark, Rong Dingkun still felt relieved after knowing the truth.

He Rong Dingkun doesn't care about the stupidity and incompetence of other children, but his heirs must be smart and outstanding.

"You like that woman?"

"Maybe." Rong Jiashang said casually, "She is different and interesting."

"You're also this age, it's normal to like a woman." Rong Dingkun said, "but just a paper is not enough for me to agree to your nonsense."

Rong Jia thought for a while and said, "I agree to marry Du Lanxin, or any woman you designate."

Rong Dingkun was finally satisfied. He said, "you did something like that, and I don't think Miss Feng will come back."

"This worries me." Rong Jia said, "Did my father agree?"

"Yes." Rong Dingkun said, "but son, Feng Shizhen is a woman, I don't think she is that simple. I allowed her to come back because of you, but I don't like her. You can play, but also Can take heart."

"I will." Rong Jia bowed slightly and opened the door.

The phone rang suddenly, and Rong Dingkun picked it up.

Rong Jiashang walked out of the study, and before the door was closed, a roar broke out from inside.

"What did you say?"#####

thirty-seven

The goods of the Rong family were sent out to sea as scheduled, to a remote abandoned fishing village on Chongming Island. The people who pick up the goods are waiting at the dock.

At this moment, a group of armed robbers were killed out of nowhere, and they were caught off guard. The opponent's weapons are well-equipped, and there has long been an ambush. On this side, the people were driven towards the land, and on the other side, someone jumped into the boat on the water, killed the crew, and drove the boat straight away.

Three days later, the Rong family found the fishing boat that was burned into a frame, but the cargo on the boat disappeared without a trace.

The anger of the sellers can be imagined. Rong Dingkun didn't go home for several days. After finally coming back, he lost a lot of weight, and his face was gloomy, like an annoyed beast. No one in the family dared to approach him.

This is also the first time Rong Jiashang has actively participated in a business meeting.

"Sun Shaoqing was on a boat to Hong Kong." Yang Xiucheng said, "But when we landed halfway, our people went to look for her, but she was no longer there. Apparently, someone specially arranged for her to escape."

"Check." Rong Dingkun squeezed a word between his teeth, staring gloomily at Yang Xiucheng and Zhao Huaan, "Find out who did it, bring your head up and see me."

"Yes!" The two generals responded and left in a hurry.

Rong Dingkun stopped Yang Xiucheng and asked, "What's wrong with Feng Shizhen?"

Rong Jia was shocked and looked at his father in disbelief. Only then did he know that his father had always suspected Feng Shizhen, and sent someone to follow her.

Yang Xiucheng said: "The stalker said that she found a job at the Red House Hospital, commutes to get off work honestly every day, lives normally, and has never had contact with suspicious people."

Rong Dingkun looked at his son: "Are you surprised?"

Maybe it was really innate, Rong Jiashang suddenly calmed down again and said, "I would do the same for me."

Rong Dingkun nodded: "She is still innocent at the moment. But, son, if she is really a bad person, I will not be merciful just because she is someone you like."

Rong Jia's Adam's apple slipped, his eyes numb: "I know, Dad. Family interests are above everything else."

Rong Dingkun was very satisfied and patted his son's shoulder heavily.

Admiral Rong Jia turned his eyes to the clear sky outside the window.

In the sky, the white clouds are like grey dogs.

A group of pigeons fluttered past the window, attracting Feng Shizhen to stop and look out.

The hospital bell rang, Qingyue melodious, echoing in all directions.