Tang Shubai's eyes shot at Li Fengzhu along with him.

There is something unusual about how this woman looks today. His clenched fists were propped against the wall, and his whole body was trembling, as if he had been stimulated by something and was about to explode into anger. But she avoided her face again, with a gesture of avoiding others, as if she was restraining herself.

Avoiding whom?

Anyway, Tang Shubai wouldn't think about himself. These days, he has more time to rest and recuperate, and less time to show up. If Wang Fuchun hadn't asked him to come forward to negotiate the real estate issue left by Ta Kung Pao, I am afraid that the days when he appeared here would have been moved back for several days. Thinking about it this way, it is likely that the unhappiness between Wang Fuchun and his subordinates has intensified. As he pondered, he turned his face to the side and glanced to his side twice.

I saw Wang Fuchun's iron blue face, the corners of his mouth just pulled down, his eyes stared at the watch a few times, and he was probably calculating the time in his heart. contacted him to target Li Fengzhu's words, and it was very clear what he was thinking about.

Looking at Li Fengzhu's actions again, she tried her best to stabilize her chaff-like body, and let go of her five fingers with difficulty.

Tang Shubai silently said "weird" in his heart, the corners of his mouth on one side raised slightly, and he intended to make a joke, but was interrupted by a noise outside the house.

It turned out that Xu Xinqi heard early in the morning that another newspaper in the city that could not be supported was ready to close. I took a few prime people in the newspaper who could make a difference, and planned to pick up a big bargain.

This is a good thing, but Wang Fuchun is now looking at him awkwardly because everyone is awkward, and in turn he shows that everyone is awkward, and continues to maintain the prestige of the Jinguan family. The whites of his eyes slipped to the door, and before he could speak, he snorted coldly: "You are inevitably too comfortable, under the guise of news of a visit, you have disappeared all day long." That's it, but I still have to laugh and shout all the way!"

Xu Xinqi, who was walking at the forefront, changed his face instantly, lowered his voice, and asked everyone behind him to speed up and put down the tables and chairs lightly.

But not everyone is willing to take a step back and open the sky, as long as there is a head who slaps the table and stools, there is no need to worry about not learning from it.

"Dare to be affectionate, we did the wrong thing on this errand?"

"Don't call me again next time you have this kind of dirty work, I'm just holding a pen, not a bag at the dock. I put a good article and didn't do it, and I spent half a day in vain, but I was still very shy in my pocket. ”

"Lao Driver asked, how do you usually keep up with the salary of the bag-carrying in the society? I can't do it in vain this day!"

Everyone, you say a word to me, quite unyielding.

Xu Xinqi was a little embarrassed, so he had to deliberately put his laughter higher, and stretched out his right hand from afar: "Editor-in-Chief Tang is also here, this is really brilliant." ”

Tang Shubai cooperated with him and started haha: "The news director of the largest newspaper in North China really embarrassed me when he used such humble words against me. ”

Xu Xinqi followed closely and also touted the other party: "This time is different from the past, and I will have to take care of Editor-in-Chief Tang in the future." ”

In the eyes of the people around him, Tang Shubai seems to be very face-saving for Xu Xinqi. Only Li Fengzhu knew in his heart that Tang Shubai's smile was afraid that he would be holding back his stomach.

Wang Fuchun was so angry that he stomped heavily on one foot, his hand shook quickly in mid-air, and shouted a bunch of "you" to everyone, but he couldn't say anything else. In the end, he shook his hand and went out with a stomach full of anger.

Tang Shubai held his mediated bystander attitude again, said "Why bother", and followed all the way.

Among the members, there are still people who feel angry, and they are about to come out in three steps and two steps, stand outside the threshold, dance in the air with both hands, and say angrily: "You can't show us your face like this! Those who have real skills are not angry and self-assured, but they are babbling on the surface, but in fact they are just straw bales." ”

Xu Xinqi, who was not more than three steps behind, jumped out of the door, pushed the person inward, and faced Wang Fuchun, who turned his head, and solemnly bowed his hand. Tang Shubai had another wit, and when he talked about Meizi and Keiko, he was afraid that he was already in a hurry, so he was exempted from a conflict.

After the door, Li Fengzhu, who quietly moved forward, thought about it, and for some reason decided that if Tang Shubai really went to the izakaya tonight, there would definitely be a Japanese businessman surnamed Yuanshan among the accompanying guests.

This divine appearance, in Xu Xinqi's eyes, has another understanding of his own. So, he sighed heavily, shook his head a few times, and couldn't help but look up at the sky with regret: "He wasn't like this. Power, money, and lack of hope, once they are involved, people ......"

Li Fengzhu blinked his eyes, slowly retracted his thoughts, and waited intently for his later text. It's a pity that he didn't want to talk about Wang Fuchun too badly because of his years of sharing things with his peers, so he just raised his head and sighed for a long time. Li Fengzhu also chased his gaze, looking at the still scorching sunset, and just wanted to go.

What happens to power, money, and lack of hope once they are involved? Nothing more than snobbery, greed, and debauchery. In addition, Li Fengzhu also has another thought. Once a person is contaminated with the habit of being a villain and has a villain posture, his vision will be lowered and his mind will be narrow. And those who do not have vision and mind will plummet in terms of wisdom.

The two stood at the door like this for a while, and Li Fengzhu proposed to go home first.

Xu Xinqi is not like Wang Fuchun holding the charter and putting up a shelf, he thinks that the fate between reporters and interviewees is easier to communicate with each other and touch each other's souls than other ways of acquaintance. Ji Bingzhi's departure, thinking that Li Fengzhu would have a burst of sentimentality and emptiness, might as well grant her leave, let her go home and sort out her emotions well, so as to meet the new interview task.

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And Li Fengzhu asked for leave for nothing else, she is a rootless and soulless person now, she has to get her life back.

As soon as the door opened, I saw the old lady Li flying out and almost snatching the door. I didn't want to be stopped by Li Fengzhu, so I could only make a bitter face and ask with tears: "You foolish worm, what are you doing with me?" I have a lot of time, I should go to the street and visit the news!"

"Do you recognize the southeast and northwest when you go out?" Li Fengzhu supported the door frame with one hand, tightened the doorknob with the other, and squeezed his body into the narrow door crack, and quickly locked the door with his eyes.

Unconvinced, Mrs. Li raised her finger to her mouth, leaned in front of her daughter and asked, "Is a mouth on a human face white?"

Li Fengzhu raised his arm and asked impatiently, "It's useless to say this." If those two holes in your old man's face are not white, why do you have to rely on one mouth to find someone?"

According to her previous attitude towards people, she will never poke people's hearts with mean words. But the so-called family, the closer you are, the easier it is to see the most unbearable face.

The room was suddenly silent, as silent as death, and the air around it seemed to be drained away.

Mrs. Li couldn't hold back and began to cry again. He lifted the placket of a thin and old cloth in front of him and covered his mouth and nose. But the more I tried to cover up the sobbing, the more I made a big move.

Li Fengzhu, who was full of sorrow, collapsed on the bed that took up half of the space in the room. Gently raise the index finger of your left hand, rubbing the nail against the corner of your eye a few times. Obviously, I felt that my eyes were so sore and swollen, and my eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but I couldn't touch even a little moisture.

"I'm useless...... However, I said girl, I have a sentence that is really uncomfortable in my heart!" The old lady dragged out a bench under the table of the four immortals and sat down, beating her chest and crying, "Isn't the head on your shoulders growing in vain? You are a widow who has no man to rely on, you should be cautious and do your duty, and live a few days in peace." But what about you? What have you done in the past few years, especially this time?"

Mrs. Li never forgets to read the newspaper for a day, not to catch up with fashion, nor does she think that this is a way to open up wisdom. In fact, she was a little confused about how to write and interpret the word "wisdom". At first, it was just an elder who showed pride for his children. At that time, the issues touched on by Li Fengzhu's article could not be said to be insignificant, but there would be no worries about life. Mrs. Li asked all the talented scholars in the alley to read to her carefully three times a day. Later, as Li Fengzhu gradually gained qualifications and fame, his writing began to be sharp. The people in the alley were divided into two factions, one group thought she was a heroine, and the other thought she was a chicken Si Chen. This confused Mrs. Li, and her heart was divided into two halves, and she was cold while boiling, and she was a little afraid to see the neighbors. At this time, Xiao Rufu knew more words, and Mrs. Li handed over the task of reading the newspaper to her grandson. Her pride has also changed from her daughter being a journalist to her grandson being able to read the newspaper. Gradually, the article signed by Li Fengzhu only had the effect of reporting peace in the eyes of his mother.

Li Fengzhu, who knew her mother's intentions, sat up crookedly. A pair of eyes wandered away blankly, and finally stared blankly at the freshly painted white wall at the head of the bed.

A rectangular silhouette slowly emerged on the wall, and the figure of the person was sent out little by little from the rectangular outline, which was a group photo of a family of three.

Just as Li Fengzhu raised one arm slightly in surprise and wanted to step forward to touch it, the old lady Li's questioning voice, which had already drifted away, suddenly came close to her ears again. Raising her eyes, she had already cried to Li Fengzhu, a pair of trembling hands, and patted angrily: "You are looking for the stubble of dignitaries and dignitaries all over the world! What you wrote is nothing more than Zhang San, who made a fortune, and Li Si, who is an official, are not good." ”

If you turn your eyes to the head of the bed, it's just a clean white wall.

Seeing that her daughter was always reluctant to look at her, Mrs. Li felt that this was a sign of refusal to be taught, her face added a layer of anger, she stomped her feet fiercely, and said: "But I have to tell you, if you have money in your pocket, you will become bad, and if you have a gun in your hand, you will beat people, which is the way of the world." People can look at it coldly and live honestly all their lives, why can't they go to you? Everyone is not good, just hello! Hello, if you are really good, why did my great treasure grandson lose it?!"