Chapter 139: Drying Up (11)
Since Fu Wanrong learned from Yan Jiujiu that night that the trouble in Mi Xing was a calculation of the Dongying people, she has never seen Zhou Jinghai again.
On the day of the trouble, the dock porters had just boarded the boat and left, and there were only her, a shopkeeper, and two servants in the yard.
If it weren't for Zhou Jinghai's timely action, when Qi Xuan and the Jing family arrived at the scene, everything would have been smashed and scattered.
Although the store was intact, everyone decided to repair and rectify for half a month.
This is Qi Xuan's decision, and it is also Zhou Jinghai's suggestion.
Maybe the Dongying people really want to harm her, or maybe they have other ambitions......
But in order to find him, where was he when she got the disease?
Fu Wanrong sat at the long Western-style dining table, leaning on her face in a daze.
After breakfast, Qi Xuan went to the trade, Shi Huaizhen went to the attic to worship the Buddha, and she sat here; and then waited for the servants to change the three-pronged white candles, place the red flower cloth, and arrange the flowers, she still sat here.
For a long day, she was full of thoughts about her childhood playmate with Zhou Jinghai, as well as his mood when he suddenly appeared.
God played a big joke on her.
It's sullen. The eldest girl answered the phone and ran over.
"Miss, it's not good!"
"What's wrong?" Fu Wanrong frowned, "Don't worry!
"Miss Qixuan called and said that the people on the board of directors were in trouble, and asked you to hurry up and go to the Outlet Hotel to find Zhong Wuye!"
"Fifth Master Zhong, didn't Young Master Jing just return to business? Besides, what about the Young Master of the Jiang family?
Recalling that the eldest girl answered the phone just now and kept nodding, Fu Wanrong secretly screamed in her heart, without waiting for the eldest girl to speak, "It's bad! I can't find anyone! Don't say where they went, I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch up for a while, big girl, you go and bring my shawl, I'll go to the Outlet Hotel!"
After speaking, she walked out the door, and the big girl ran upstairs quickly.
Outlet Hotel .....
Fu Wanrong was stunned at the door, and he lived there.
At this time, as soon as her shoulders were warm, the eldest girl had already wrapped her shawl around her.
ZHOU Jinghai,
Will you not let me go, or will you ...... I don't let myself go!
With tears streaming down her eyes, she got into the car with blurred eyes and lowered the pearl-white curtain by the window.
But Zhong Wuye is not in the hotel at all.
Jiang Yuankai went with Jing Shilang to the abandoned Gu factory in the suburbs, which was approved by the Public Board of Directors and is now co-founded by the authorities and Jing, so it is necessary to dismantle and rebuild all the abandoned factories, but Gu originally left a lot of explosives and weapons here, and they went to evacuate all the dangerous goods today.
And Zhong Wuye was ordered by Jing Shilang to go to the French Concession to meet Yan Changxu, and was responsible for negotiating with the French.
But there's a problem with that - there is no one in Los Angeles who can convince the merchants.
"Fifth Master Zhong is not here, so who are the members of the Chamber of Commerce in the city? Jing Qiye? Where is the Seventh Master? I saw him a few days ago, he is also a member of the Chamber of Commerce, did he go to the board meeting of Jingtai Commerce and Trade today?"
The manager of the Outlet Hotel is the helmsman of the People's Hall, he shook his head and said: "Miss Fu, all the members of the Chamber of Commerce are in the city as I just said, as for Jing Qiye is in the city, but I don't know whether he will participate in the board of directors of Jingtai Commerce and Trade today." ”
The manager was very polite, but Fu Wanrong was anxious.
She looked at the resplendent hall, then at the open door.
Zhong Wuye went to the French Concession as early as after Gu's arrest, and the person who contacted him was Yan Changxu, so it was impossible for Qi Xuan not to know.
So why did she come to Zhong Wuye?
If Uncle Jing Qi was in business, the overall situation should be stable, but she saw that the eldest girl was in a hurry, and Qi Xuan should be unavailable at the moment.
Don't......
"Hello, is it Miss Fu Wanrong? How much is my husband waiting, and I invite Miss Fu to the tea restaurant on the third floor of the hotel. ”
The conjecture in her heart was confirmed, and the reason was someone close to Zhou Jinghai, who had met him in Yan's rice shop that day.
Fu Wanrong nodded, the tension just now slowly relaxed, and then she thought about it: Qi Xuan studied in the Department of Management in the Empire, and then settled in the design team of De Rolls Department Store, and there was Dewey Manor behind him......
If she couldn't even settle a few tossed partners on the board of directors, how could Jing Shilang go to deal with the factory with Jiang Yuankai without any worries.
Fu Wanrong nodded like a frosted eggplant, her back drenched with sweat.
"Please make a phone call to Jingtai Trading, and say that I have arrived at the Outlet Hotel, so that the general manager does not have to worry. ”
Fu Wanrong explained to the manager of the Outlet Hotel and went with the servant.
The elevator was newly painted, and with the spices that suppressed the smell of paint, she felt uncomfortable when she smelled it, and she felt a little uncomfortable when she got off the elevator.
The hall was filled with melodious violins, the pea-colored tiles glowed with soft light, and the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows were in front of you, leaving only a few people sitting at the round table.
She saw a familiar man sitting at the window table, as he had never changed, as he had in her heart.
Thinking about it, my heart was half cold.
"Zhou Jinghai, what did you take the trouble to trick my best friend into lying to me?" came to the table, to the lips, to the front of the eyes, but such words came out, "I have nothing to do with you for a long time, whether it is the Dongying people or other messy people you said want to harm me, it has nothing to do with you..... You forgot..... How did I reply to your letter?"
Zhou Jinghai's body trembled violently, his hand grabbed an empty space, and the coffee cup was still firmly placed on the plate.
"Wanrong, I'm sorry...... I'm the one who bears you. He suppressed his voice, and his voice trembled.
She knew she would hear such an opening statement, and she didn't look back and left the next sentence.
"I'm afraid you've forgotten what you said in the letter!
"Wait!" Zhou Jinghai grabbed her hand, but it seemed to be getting more and more loose, he didn't want her to walk away from his eyes without looking back, "Wanrong, how can you forgive me..... I...... I know it's my fault all these years, and I shouldn't have kept you looking for me incognito...... I should at least give you peace...... I ....... at least"
But he couldn't say these words anymore, and Fu Wanrong didn't know where he got the strength to shake off his stubbornly clenched hand.
The hands of the two were empty, but Fu Wanrong was a little greedy for the scorching heat.
She muttered, "At least...... How many years have you avoided me? Where were you when I was scared? Where were you when I disobeyed my father in search of you? Where were you when I was blind when I cried for you?"
Fu Wanrong couldn't cry, she hated herself for being useless, hating herself for being undignified in front of Zhou Jinghai.
Even if she hated and resented again, but when she met again after so many years, it was not so much that she was defenseless, but that she was willing to jump into this trap.
The man wanted to hold her again, but he was weak, his hand stopped in mid-air, obviously a long finger like bamboo and jade, but it trembled and withered, like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes and was no longer able to pick up the smelling past.
"Wanwan, when you have eyes....... It's me... I.... disguised as an assistant...... By your side, I've been.... It's always ......."