Volume 4 The Gate of Memory Verse 63 on the water side
Qianqian regained her composure and analysis, "Logically speaking, Hua Jian Bing is dead, and it is you who benefit!"
"How could it be me? I feel like I'm the one who suffered. Ye Feng grimaced bitterly, a hint of sweetness in Qianqian's heart, but he still said seriously: "Shen Ye will be ninety years old in a few months, Ye Feng, don't you remember, he said that when he reaches ninety, he will take all the industry into his hands?"
"I seem to remember. Ye Feng still smiled bitterly, "So you think that after Hua Jianbing's death, from the perspective of property distribution, I should definitely be the biggest beneficiary?"
"Isn't it?" Qianqian looked at Ye Feng, "I only know that Shen Ye is very doting on you. There's no way he won't let you take care of his property. ”
"Since he dotes on me, then Hua Jian Bing is not my opponent at all, he is dead, what good do I have besides being framed?" Ye Feng asked rhetorically.
Qianqian was not stunned, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, "It seems that I am really doing this too much, what can I hide from the shrewd Ye Shao?"
"I'm not shrewd at all," Ye Feng pointed at himself, "I just feel stupid, being led by the nose, including, going to country F this time." ”
Qianqian was really a little surprised this time, "I haven't said the purpose yet, how do you know?"
"Don't forget, father and son are connected. Ye Feng smiled, "My father definitely doesn't worry about me going alone, he thinks that I won't be too dangerous in Macau, but going to country F is the beginning of the danger, so he asked you to take the danger with me?"
Qianqian's face turned red, "That's not the case, I took the initiative to ask to be with you。。。。。。 ”
Suddenly feeling a little sick and a little shy, Qianqian lowered her head again.
Ye Feng looked at Qianqian with a complicated gaze, "Actually, Situ Kong told me a long time ago. On the side of country F, things are not going well, and the fourth uncle seems to have gone too far this time. ”
When Qianqian heard this, she smiled, "Second Master Situ Kong didn't listen to what he said, he just listened to your opinion, can you tell me why?"
"No, you can't. ”
"Why?"
"Then can you tell me why you left Zurich?" Ye Feng asked.
"No, you can't. ”
"Why?"
Chichi was silent.
"Everyone has their own secrets. Ye Feng spread his hands. laughed, "This is my secret with Situ Kong, I promised not to tell it." ”
"If you don't say it, don't say it, who likes it. Qianqian blushed, "Where are you going now, go directly to country F, or go back to the opposite city first?"
Qianqian, who said this, was somewhat apprehensive. I couldn't hear Ye Fengdi's answer for a long time, so I couldn't help but look up and see him looking into the distance, thoughtful and a little sad. She wanted to get an answer, but she was a little afraid of the answer, Ye Feng had already given her an answer at this time, "Go to country F." ”
When Ye Feng and Zhang Facai were fighting wits at the poker table. Fang Zhuyun just walked out of the broadcast studio.
It's been another busy day, and she never thought she'd be so busy.
Interviewing during the day, broadcasting at night, and counting it by pinching your fingers a day, you really don't have much time for yourself.
In this not a lot of time, Fang Zhuyun finally had a little free to think about Ye Feng for a while.
Ye Feng has not heard from him for a long time, and Fang Zhuyun misses it very much. When she is busy, she can let go of everything, but when she has free time, she can't help but think of Ye Feng.
Where is he now, is he also thinking about himself? Walking out of the radio station building, Zhuyun, he glanced at the sky, starry and full of longing.
The breeze is blowing. Fang Zhuyun moves the muscles and bones. Really feeling a little tired during the day. She and Wang Qiang and a group of volunteers visited the poorest people.
The poorest people this time were not Aunt Huang or Yuan Xue, but a group of spiritually poor people.
Those who are spiritually impoverished are not those who are disease-free and sentimental, but a group of people who are frequently present at the dark level of society.
There are dying people, lepers, mentally ill people, drug addicts, and AIDS people.
Any one of these people will be shocking, annoying, and disgusting, Fang Zhuyun has no dislike and disgust, only deep sadness.
When some people would rather shout love for a stray cat or dog on the side of the road, calling for a sound Western system and a caring Westerner, who will set their eyes on these poorest people?
When Wang Qiang mentioned this concern initiative, Fang Zhuyun did not hesitate to respond, and when he saw these people, he couldn't help but be shocked.
There is a very small girl, who should be innocent and romantic, but she is already a carrier of the virus, she should not have to bear that loneliness, but her life is so light.
After a day's interview, Fang Zhuyun was already very tired, but when it came time to broadcast on the radio, she couldn't help but be enthusiastic, and her voice full of *** echoed in the broadcast studio. The hotline has been increased to 40 lines, but every time it doesn't wait for the broadcast, there are already people waiting hard, cheering for her and moving the poor. Her success seemed serendipitous, she opened a special feature in the newspaper, which became popular with half the sky, and then began to grow amphibious, to the radio, and received an unprecedented response.
Many other columns are studying the secret of her success, and there are even peers who interview Fang Zhuyun, Fang Zhuyun only has a wry smile, she should actually be considered a layman!
She felt that she had reached the point where she is today for no other reason than to have true love and enthusiasm!
Of course, when answering the interview, she answered like this, but she also knew one thing that could make her persist in the hard work of *** busy night, that is, she felt that Ye Feng had been paying attention to her and listening to her.
She really hoped that after getting out of the radio station, when she returned home, there was a man waiting for her, of course, that man could only be Ye Feng!
However, everything is unsatisfactory, Fang Zhuyun, who just got out of the radio, couldn't help sighing, there was a Ferrari sports car parked on the opposite side of the street, and there was a man leaning next to the car, with a moderate figure and a good demeanor. Holding a bouquet of roses in his hand, it looks like a spider is going to build a web, and he is pulling his duck-like neck to look at this side.
Fang Zhuyun wanted to avoid this person's attention, but found that the person had already installed a positioning device and walked over, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and stopped politely, "Morning." ”
Looking at the starry night sky, the man smiled, "Miss Fang is so humorous, this bouquet of roses is given to you, for your humor." ”
After receiving a bouquet of roses, Fang Zhuyun was a little uncomfortable, she was not the kind of person who was spicy. She doesn't have a good impression of the person in front of her, but she can't say that she is disgusted, she looks like Ye Feng, she is too soft-hearted and doesn't know how to refuse.
This man's name is Chai Rongguang, a personable talent, I heard that he is a *** son, some forces, the voice is omnipotent, the girlfriend around him is the same as the marquee, constantly changing, and has the potential of some stars, so he is proud of it. These are all news leaked by Luo Gang, for this kind of person, Luo Gang's suggestion is to dry it like shit on the side of the road, after a long time, he is naturally tasteless.
Fang Zhuyun listened to Luo Gang's persuasion and decided to follow his advice.
People are strange animals, when they are not famous, they just want to become famous, and when the fame comes, they cry and shout that fame is too tired. Fang Zhuyun didn't cry, when she used her fame to do more things that were beneficial to others, she didn't think that fame, like Western medicine, also has side effects, and this Chai Rongguang is obviously the product of side effects.
Originally, the principle of drying, Fang Zhuyun has always been respectful and distant towards this Chai Rongguang, I don't know if it is affected by the rain and snow weather or what, after drying for so long, Chai Rongguang is still relishing.
Fang Zhuyun suddenly thought of a non-famous saying that a non-celebrity had said, it is difficult to be a person, it is even more difficult to be a woman, and it is even more difficult to be an old woman!
Seeing the smile on the corner of Fang Zhuyun's mouth, Chai Rongguang was a little intoxicated, he was pretentious, his family background was not bad, and there were not many women who had chased him, because as long as he threw out the money, many women had already been obediently sent to the door, and he didn't need to pursue ******.
This made him feel a little disappointed, saying that a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as ***, *** is not as good as stealing, and stealing is better than stealing.
Men, are new and disgusted animals, women, but old animals, here, there is a very strong contradiction, men prefer fresh and exciting, so keep changing tastes.
Chasing a woman is not much different from fishing, the woman who goes to bed is the same as the fish caught, only the initial little bit of stimulation***, and then it is tasteless, Chai Rongguang is still relishing, a big point is because Fang Zhuyun is a famous woman, and she looks good, and she didn't get it.
To tell the truth, in Chai Rongguang's eyes, Fang Zhuyun is definitely not ***, but she has a temperament and connotation. In these years, because of the merits of Master Han, I don't know how many women's faces are works of art under the scalpel, and their bodies are also concentration camps of plastic foam.
In this way, there are simply more beautiful women than dinosaurs.
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