5. Deceive the upper and lower 02
After a day and a night's journey, the train entered the federal limits, passing through a bustling city on the left bank of the Luna River basin.
There are rows of buildings under the high overhanging railway. In the distance, you can see the twenty-four district flags fluttering in the administrative center, a special flag is surrounded by the middle and stands tall, with a red, blue and white three-color stripe on the bottom, and the pattern is 24 green leaves surrounding the red sphere, symbolizing the incomparably glorious history of the bloody Anti-Japanese War, which makes people feel solemn just by looking at it.
Xiao Mo's arched back slowly stretched and retracted his gaze.
"Don't understand what you're saying?"
- "Don't ask knowingly...... What are you planning to plot by texting in the morning to please your father? β
Xiao Mo pulled the fruit bowl on the table, picked up a piece of fruit and clicked and gnawed, hearing the breathing on the other end of the phone, it seemed to be annoyed by his leisurely attitude, so he spoke unhurriedly, "Oh, you said this...... It's really sad, brother, I'm obviously trying to help you, and I feel a little aggrieved that you're so angry. β
There was no sound over there...... Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he was so disgusted that he couldn't speak.
Xiao Mo called for a cup of tea, but didn't drink it, just rubbed the curvature of the cup handle, staring at the cup to reflect his evil expression, "The more my father loves me, the more unbearable the resentment of being betrayed after his life is revealed...... I'm helping you get the sentence on the line. β
ββββ¦β¦ It's best not to mess with your brains. β
"You have all the handles, where do I dare to mess around." Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Now, it's rare to call, why don't you talk to your brother for a while after Yan SΓΉ's matter is finished?" β
Shan Yusheng hung up the phone mercilessly.
Xiao Mo pursed his lips, his fingertips stained with tea, and wrote four words on the desktop: Hate because of love.
Shan Yusheng is not a person without measure, otherwise he would not have been allowed to continue to enjoy wealth and nobility in the name of the single family from the beginning, so what caused Shan Yusheng's vigilance was not the text message itself, but the consequences caused by the text message, that is, Shan Houfang's attitude.
In the final analysis, Shan Yusheng hated Shan Houfang's dereliction of duty, which made his wife and son feel cold, and once the derelict father did his duty to others, it would naturally cause Shan Yusheng's jealousy. In other words, behind those nine short words, there is Shan Houfang's favor for Xiao Mo.
"It's so cute, give me a big gift early in the morning."
Xiao Mo organized the language, continued to write the unfinished reply, and sent it for a long time without receiving a reply from Shan Houfang.
The four-character water trail on the table evaporated, and Xiao Mo curled the corners of his mouth......
"Well, it's time to go all out."
On the other end, Shan Hou Fangzheng instructed the housekeeper.
"The forecast says there will be rain today...... Bring an umbrella and coat. β
The butler was stunned for a moment by his extra instructions, and glanced at the thermometer that was gradually climbing on the wall, and the sun outside the window. Weather prediction is to import the number of observations into the model to get the results, and then the experienced forecaster corrects the broadcast, but since the Anti-Japanese War, the environment has been damaged and the weather is unpredictable, and it is well-known common sense that the Meteorological Bureau reports nine times out of ten, "so ...... Are you sure? β
Shan Houfang stared at the thermometer and was silent for a long time, "...... Never mind. β
[Q: Is it feasible to deepen the father-son bond in a week?] οΌ½
[Solution: Some people fall in love at first sight, some people have a long stream, and time is not a necessary factor. οΌ½
September 2nd.
Shan Houfang arrived at the capital college in the East Eighth District and served as a special guest at the opening ceremony of his alma mater. He came a little early, he went to visit a few teachers before going to the rest room in the backstage of the auditorium. There were several school leaders sitting inside, and the two sides exchanged a few words, and a young man in uniform entered the door.
Gu Xiaofang looked around and walked to the front of the single thick side, and handed out a beautifully packaged lunch box, with the words 'Gu Fang Private Chef' printed on the shell.
"The leaders have a heart." Shan Houfang sincerely thanked him, but the school leaders looked at each other, shook their heads and waved their hands, "We are grateful for your deignation to come, but this is not what we prepared." β
A school leader also wondered, "Master Gu's appointments are scheduled for next year...... I didn't get my grandfather on his birthday last month, so it couldn't be the wrong one, right? β
"It's Mr. Shan's." Gu Xiaofang handed the electronically printed card sandwiched under the ribbon to Shan Houfang, and several leaders came over and saw a line of words:
[Moisten your throat before going on stage.] - Xiao Moliu. οΌ½
"Okay, it turned out that Dashao wanted it." The school leaders turned their heads and condemned Gu Xiaofang for not being authentic, and he actually engaged in differential treatment. Gu Xiaofang hurriedly explained that this was his father's friendship cooking, and it had nothing to do with today's appointment, and asked the reason for it, because the two had formed a New Year's friendship.
The school leaders were stunned.
In the past, when others thought of Xiao Mo, they had to frown first, and then pout, Ya was a second ancestor who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it...... Can this product still have a chat with the ancient master of the famous East Eighth District? It's funny.
Single-thick square opened the paper lunch box, and it was a cup of rock sugar lingzhi stewed pear. Turning his head to ask if his eldest son had caused trouble to Master Gu, Gu Xiaofang hurriedly shook his head, "No, my dad said that Brother Xiao is a top diner, he can eat and think, which has provided him with a lot of inspiration, and I have also learned a lot of unheard of methods from Brother Xiao to use high-tech cooking ingredients to preserve more nutrients." β
Shan Houfang drank rock sugar Sydney pear in the boast of his eldest son's filial piety, and his heart was ...... It's a bit complicated.
On the way back by car, Shan Houfang couldn't help but sigh: "Xiao Mo has finally grown." β
Shan Houfang didn't know that the baptism given to him by his eldest son was not over......
The company entered a busy period, Shan Houfang had to stay up late and work overtime, attend a drinking party, and went to the hospital for stomach problems halfway. Since then, the liquor I drank always turned into white water, and my favorite spicy dishes all turned into clear soup and little water, and the family doctor also took the medicinal food sent by the ancient master from time to time to nourish the stomach.
Shan Houfang mistakenly thought that his wife had changed sex, and accepted it with relief.
On the day of the 6th, he invited several important aristocratic patriarchs in the East Eighth District to discuss the statutes of honor of the House of Nobles, and the discussion was not pleasant, Shan Houfang went to the smoking room at halftime, took out a gold-inlaid cigarette case and pulled out one, did not light it, replaced one and did not light it, Shan Houfang looked down and saw that a box full of high-end cigarettes was actually all tide!
The female political enemy who followed Shan Houfang into the door covered her mouth and chuckled, "Yo, you are also a lord, why can't you even smoke a dry cigarette?" β
Shan Houfang threw away the cigarette case, and the woman's slender fingers took out a lady's cigarette and handed it to Shan Houfang's mouth, "Do you want to smoke mine?" β
Shan Houfang politely refused with a soulless polite smile, and after leaving, he pulled down his face and saw Secretary Zhang standing by the wall talking to someone on the phone.
The other side.
The train is heading to the poles, the temperature plummets, and the windows are covered with frost. Xiao Mo wrapped his down jacket tightly and let out a sigh of relief into the glass, his fat fingers scribbling on the white mist, and Secretary Zhang's uneasy voice came from the earphones.
"So the gentleman will be angry...... You've done your best before, so why do you do thankless work......"
"Don't worry, you're putting all the blame on me...... I do what I want, and I don't care if he's angry. β
Xiao Mo's voice sounded sincere and sincere, which made Secretary Zhang sigh, "You are a piece of filial piety, but it is not enough to have a heart, you are shrewd and tactful in other things, how can you face Mr. just do your own thing, you care so silently It is better to say a few more flattering words in front of Mr., Mrs. and Er Shao don't care about these ......"
Silently caring? He doesn't have the noble quality of doing good deeds without leaving a name. The crooked font on the fingertips gradually took shape......
With the wind-dive-in-night, moisturizing-thing-fine-
Bang dang! There was the sound of the phone landing on the other side of the phone, I don't know what happened, and it was a long time before the phone was picked up again, and the deep voice of a middle-aged man came.
"Xiao Mo."
The subordinates paused, Xiao Mo hooked the corners of his mouth, and erased the word "silent" that he had just completed, "Dad." β
There was only the sound of breathing on the phone, and after a while, Shan Houfang said in a complicated tone: "...... You surprised me so much...... Whether it's the change in just a few days, or the collusion between you and the people around me, Dad doesn't know whether to be happy that you have grown up or angry that you have crossed the line. β
"I didn't expect you to think so much, Dad." Xiao Mo finished speaking with a little disappointment, as if he was thinking about something, and said slowly: "Dad...... There are some things I've wanted to say for a long time. β
He paused for a moment, adopted a more detached title, and continued, "You let me be born in such an unconventional capacity, but you also gave me a brother who is very intelligent, so I used to resent you very much. On the day of my internship, I went to the capital station for the first time and saw a transparent glass that distinguished people's ranks...... When the civilian children were still being driven away from the left aisle, a thought occurred to me for the first time. β
ββ¦β¦ What's the idea? β
"I want to thank Dad! Thank you Dad for letting me be born superior and enjoy a rich life, and thank you Dad for bringing me home this stupid and disobedient illegitimate child under pressure after the birth of my smart brother. Xiao Mo changed his title as if moved, "Dad, you have given me a lot, but I have never done anything for you, blindly enjoying a qiΔ, I should not hate you at all, but should be ashamed." β
"So, you did that quietly?" Shan Houfang's voice was slightly hoarse, but the fluctuation of emotions was not enough to interfere with his reason, so he still asked:
"How did you get Secretary Zhang on your side?"
"Because he values Dad, I just took advantage of that." Xiao Mo said, "It's also for me to change your dishes, and I will contact the person in charge of the restaurant in the name of my family to say that you have a stomach problem, who is responsible for eating problems?" You mistakenly thought that Aunt Yan did it, otherwise it would have been clear if you asked a few more questions. β
There was silence again on the other end of the phone.
A line of words on the train window became blurred, and Xiao Mo blew out a puff of white mist to cover the original content, and redrew four words:
Interests.
Secretary Zhang is loyal to Shan Houfang, otherwise he would not be valued by Shan Houfang, but people are selfish, he uses his best skills to come up with ideas when Secretary Zhang is in trouble, so that he can be more appreciated by Shan Houfang, Secretary Zhang will naturally rely on Xiao Mo to reach a good cooperative relationship and mutual benefit.
Of course, Xiao Mo is not hypocritical to Shan Houfang.
For profitable people, he has always been 100% sincere...... Whoever treats him well brings benefits to him, he will try his best to please whoever he wants, so that the person feels that his efforts are not in vain, and he just wants to become an addiction that the other party can't quit and squeeze what he needs.
"It's easy to talk about other things, but not cigarettes."
"Impossible." Xiao Mo replied crisply and neatly, and stunned Shan Houfang.
Shan Houfang lightly hammered down the wall, and when he became addicted to smoking, he felt his heart burn again, and his tone was a little impatient, "Whether it's thanks or something else...... It's good that you can change your dad, but you have to learn to do it until you get there. β
The subtext is: the hand is stretched too long.
There was silence on the other side of the earpiece.
Shan Houfang paced in the corridor irritably, and Secretary Zhang cautiously stared at the new mobile phone in Shan Houfang's hand, for fear that Shan Houfang would not be able to hold back the breaking for a while.
Xiao Mo's voice came from the phone again, and he couldn't hear the emotion.
"Dad, you cut ties with me......"
Shan Houfang's footsteps suddenly stopped! Then Mo Ke said helplessly-
"If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't care so much about you."
Shan Houfang couldn't help kicking the wall, Secretary Zhang's liver trembled, and he didn't know what the two said, Shan Houfang's face was very gloomy. Secretary Zhang looked at his watch, leaned over and said, "Hmm...... That one...... The break is over. β
Shan Houfang rubbed the hairstyle set by the hairspray and scolded in a low voice, "How do you spread your little rabbit cub." β
Turning around and throwing the mobile phone into Secretary Zhang's arms, Shan Houfang strode back to the conference room.
Secretary Zhang followed closely behind, whispering to the mobile phone that had not yet hung up, "How is it, didn't it collapse?" β
Xiao Mo chuckled, "...... He threw in the towel. β
Hanging up the phone aside, Xiao Mo took out a codebook, and the title page had the letters RM written on it. Turning the page of a blank sheet of paper, he drew a table called [Thermostatic Period] - this is his habit, using a tree chart to index the valuable people he knows, each noting relevant contact information and preferences, and planning the frequency of contact according to importance.
For Shan Houfang, Xiao Mo collected relevant news materials, conducted personality analysis, health records, and wrote the script of the fake father...... Including the thanksgiving to Sheng, it was purposefully prepared.
Yu Chixi received the warm-up sticker back, and when he saw Xiao Mo's expression when he wrote his notes, he was startled, "What a terrifying smile!" β
Xiao Mo locked the password book and hid it in his military coat, raised Yu Chixi's arm and wrote down a line of numbers, Yu Chixi wondered, "What is this?" β
"A phone call from a single family physician and ask him to refer you to a reliable ophthalmologist."