Chapter Thirty-Eight: Celebrities Make Trouble in the Pear Garden
"Mrs. Shen, please respect yourself!" Kong Miaoling's sonorous and powerful tone made Song Zhenzhen lose again in momentum.
Song Zhenzhen was displeased, secretly thinking that this Kong Miaoling was so bold, it didn't seem to be easy to mess with. But she thought about it again, what else did she Kong Miaoling have? It's just a single person, and I don't even have half of my mother's family, so why be afraid? And she Song Zhenzhen is different, who doesn't know that she has a capable father, and the entire economy of Jingling City is under the control of her father, Shen Huaixin still cares about her three points, not to mention the lonely woman in front of her.
Song Zhenzhen thought about it, Fang Cai's momentum returned, and her chin was raised like a negative breath, she was originally about the same size as Kong Miaoling, but she insisted on lifting it as if she was a head taller than Kong Miaoling.
"Since you call me Mrs. Shen, you should know my identity. Although you were once the wife of Huaixin, he has divorced you. Back then, you were shameless and ran away with other wild men, but now you see Huaixin Feihuang Tengda, and you regret it and want to come back to seduce him, you are dreaming! Song Zhenzhen clasped her arms on her chest, domineering, and squinted her eyes and looked down at Kong Miaoling, "Huaixin saved you because he was a man with affection and righteousness, and he was generous when he remembered the friendship you once had, don't think that he really thinks about you and loves you." ”
"This garden is excellent, but we are not rare, you have fallen so far, and you have been abandoned by your wild man, this house is given to you, but you also have to polish your eyes, Shen Huaixin does not belong to you, he is mine!"
Kong Miaoling only felt funny when she heard it, and Song Zhenzhen, who was demonstrating to her with her words, seemed to be a child who had not grown up and quarreled with her partner who had snatched her toy. The heavy fat powder on her face still can't cover the immaturity in the bottom, the louder her voice, the more ruthless she says, the more she has no confidence and no confidence.
Miao Ling felt for a moment that she was fighting for a man with a little girl who was not yet an adult. In Song Zhenzhen's eyes, Shen Huaixin doesn't seem to be a man, but a thing.
"Maybe Mrs. Shen doesn't know, this house was originally my Kong family's, but the situation has changed, unexpectedly, this house once fell into his hands, fortunately, it was not destroyed, but retained its original appearance. In fact, sometimes, people have similarities with this house, it is yours, even if it was lost for a time, in the end, he is still yours, and no matter how much others rob it, they can't snatch it away. But if it's not yours, even if you use all your means to make you its owner, in the end, it still doesn't belong to you, and you will eventually lose him. ”
Kong Miaoling said, "I respect you and call you Mrs. Shen, but it doesn't mean that I can tolerate you wantonly yelling at me and beating people in my territory." Neither I nor the others in this garden have the right to call it. If Mrs. Shen just came to swear your sovereignty to me and want your man back, then please come back. ”
Song Zhenzhen's angry eyes were on fire, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, you Kong Miaoling, let's go!" ”
"A kind reminder." Miao Ling took advantage of Song Zhenzhen's preoccupation with the garden, and said, "Huaixin is not an object, he is a person. You look like this, don't say it's Shen Huaixin, I'm afraid that no man in the world is willing to listen to you. I advise you, if you can't make him fall in love with you, at least, don't make him hate you. ”
"Kong Miaoling, do you really think that you are a fragrant glutton, and men all over the world are rushing to ask for it?" Song Zhenzhen sneered, "You're just a poor person who hasn't gained anything." You are older than me, you think you know everything, and you are better than me, but there is one thing, if you want to succeed, you must have a backer. Now, you don't have any backing, but I'm different. Shen Huaixin is destined not to be an ordinary man, he wants not only beauties, but the world. can help him achieve this world, except for me Song Zhenzhen, no one can do it. You want to reconcile with him and replace me as first lady, that's a dream! ”
Song Zhenzhen laughed, "I'm afraid of what you're going to do?" You're no match for me at all, and it's too late for me to pity you. ”
Song Zhenzhen walked away proudly, but her words were deeply imprinted in Miao Ling's mind. Her words are unpleasant, but they are also true. If Huaixin wants to sit firmly in this Jingling City and rule the north, he must rely on Song Liancheng. He calmed Luan Zhiyan, and with the help of Lu Chengen and Hu Fengzhai to stabilize Liaodong, it was already very reluctant, if at this time, because she and the Song family overturned, Mo said that Jingling City could not be built, I am afraid that even Liaodong will be implicated.
Miao Ling thought about it again and again, how could she feel that this marriage book was getting heavier and heavier, and the more she looked at it, the more uncomfortable it became, and the black letters on the red paper could be transformed into countless thin needles inserted into her eyes, making her feel painful.
"What are you thinking? Or are you worried that there is something wrong with this marriage certificate? ”
Miao Ling was fascinated, and I don't know when Huaixin returned. She hurriedly turned around and told Huaixin to see the two pools of spring water on her eyes.
"Why are you crying again? But what happened? ”
Huaixin was very nervous, and Miao Ling didn't know that he was actually crying, so when he heard him say this, he hurriedly reached out to wipe it.
"Did Song Zhenzhen come?"
This time, Chang Miaoling was nervous, "Huaixin, she..."
Huaixin stopped her in time to say, "I know best who she is." I also understand your concerns, but the relationship between me and her has long been unable to continue, and even if you don't show up, I will dissolve the marriage relationship with her. ”
"But you haven't done it for a long time, and you and I know the reason very well." Miao Ling sighed lightly and said abruptly, "So, you can't do this yet, at least, not now." ”
"But I can't let you down anymore, once upon a time, I couldn't help myself, there was no other way. It's not like there's no way around now. Shen Huaixin paused and said, "He Song Liancheng is powerful, but he is too old to be an evergreen tree for a lifetime." At present, the situation is turbulent, but there are also many business talents. As long as I let go of Jingling City, more people will invest and set up factories here. Jingling City is a piece of fat, not that no one covets it, but there are no conditions to covet it. When the conditions are relaxed and there are more people coming in to invest, it is not him Song Liancheng who has the final say. ”
"However, if you want to relax the conditions, you will have to hold a meeting to discuss changing the terms. But to change the terms, you have to have more than half of the people support it. Not to mention that Song Liancheng has a close personal relationship with the central high-level officials, even in the industrial and commercial circles, they are accustomed to being the only one who looks to him. Moreover, the relaxation of investment conditions will not only affect Song Liancheng, but also affect the interests of other commercial offices in Jingling City, even if Song Liancheng is willing to agree, they will never agree. I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I annoyed Song Liancheng, and he set off a lot of twists and turns, and at that time, if I make peace with him again, I'm afraid it won't be like this now. ”
Shen Huaixin fell silent, and there was a thick dissatisfaction and anger between his eyebrows.
Sure enough, Shen Huaixin put forward this idea at the meeting, and it was immediately opposed by a number of high-ranking officials, among which the strongest opposition was the Financial Secretary Wang Yonghua, the reason is that if the conditions are relaxed, a large number of unscrupulous elements who run businesses and factories will be mixed into Jingling City, and now the situation is unstable, Xu Zhengzhong's troops have been heading all the way north, and they have already set their sights on the fat of Jingling City, and relaxing the conditions for setting up factories may only aggravate the unease of Jingling City, and the entry of foreign merchants will damage the interests of the original Jingling merchants and cause turmoil.
Gong Jiu'an didn't speak, coughing a few times from time to time, looking like he was terminally ill and dying. Shen Huaixin also hoped that he could say a word for himself, but now it was all in vain.
The matter was opposed, Shen Huaixin's feelings were very bad, and as soon as the meeting ended, he returned to Liyuan. Entered the hall but didn't see Miao Ling's figure, it happened that Xing'er came out of the kitchen, holding a cup of tea in her hand, as soon as she saw Shen Huaixin, she said with a smile, "Madam is really amazing, she said that the handsome man is coming, so she told me to make tea, I didn't believe it, no, the time is just right." ”
Shen Huaixin heard Xing'er say this, the haze in his heart was half gone, he stepped forward to take the teacup, opened the lid and saw that there were still two white chrysanthemums floating on it.
"Madame said, the weather has been dry recently, and putting some tribute chrysanthemums will help clear the fire."
Huaixin was very pleased, and immediately drank it all, and asked, "What about Madame?" ”
Xing'er smiled, "Painting in the garden." ”
Shen Huaixin listened, took off his military uniform outside, and went to the pear orchard. He and Miao Ling are both dancers and writers, so they built a nine-song pavilion in the garden. At this time, Miao Ling was concentrating on painting in the pavilion. It's just that, looking at the appearance, it doesn't seem to be a Chinese painting, but a posture like a Western painting.
Seeing that she was engrossed, Huaixin whispered over and secretly watched her paint behind Miao Ling. What she made was indeed a sketch in a Western painting, and now the figure on the drawing paper has basically taken shape, but it is just a black carbon pen, but the charm of the figure is vividly displayed on the paper in the light and in the dark.
Huaixin was overjoyed when he saw it, but he refused to show it.
"I'm so ugly."
Miao Ling was not taken aback, the brush was tilted, and she stomped her foot in annoyance, "Look, it's all you, a good painting is ruined by this stroke." ”
Huaixin put his hands on her shoulders, looked closer, and muttered, "I think this is very good, it's just a stroke of genius." ”
Miao Ling was disgusted, "What a stroke of genius, how can your eye sockets be so deep, looking at it like this, it looks like someone has scratched it and the scar has fallen." ”
Huaixin hugged his chest and squinted from afar, pretending to be presentable, "No, I look very good, better than before, the previous one was too ugly, this stroke is expressive." ”
Miao Lingqi said, "What god? Why didn't I see it? ”
Huaixin picked up the paintbrush and added another heavy stroke to the left chest of the person on the painting, and said, "This will be more expressive." ”
Only then did Miao Ling know what he meant by "God". No one approves of his proposal, maybe it will be worse than expected, and he has the ambition to do things and revitalize the economy, half for her and half for the city. What could be more uncomfortable for him right now than not being able to fulfill his ambitions? The objections of those high-ranking officials were like invisible arrows, which pierced his heart with unmistakable accuracy, and this heavy stroke was just like the arrow.
It's just that what Huaixin doesn't know is that this arrow kills two birds with one stone, and she is not a victim