108 The tea is cold

A yacht is slowly heading towards the shore on the surface of the sea.

The sea breeze was a little strong, and Fan Qingshan coughed a few times unconsciously.

"Fan Lao...... I don't understand, why give them back the money, you won it obviously? Ma Pinghu said angrily.

He could see that if Fan Qingshan didn't hand over the money just now, it was estimated that those people would not let them leave.

Although it was a bit of life and death, Ma Pinghu was still very angry, except for those useless bonds, this trip was in vain.

"If I don't give the money back, you'll die too." Fan Qingshan's tone was flat, and his face was getting paler.

"My original purpose was to take these bonds, and taking the money away was just to add to the trouble of my apprentice, and it was not worth it."

"I'm already old, what to do with these things, and I don't want Chen Zheng to get something too easy, in that case, it will be bad for him."

"However, these bonds are enough for him to settle down in Xia Jing for a while."

......

Chen Zheng had already looked at the road and waited for three days and three nights.

Fan Xiaozao specially called just now, and his tone was stiff, probably meaning that Fan Qingshan had returned to Huaicheng with a tired body.

Ma Pinghu personally drove the car to the door of Zhengjian Company smoothly and steadily.

Fan Qingshan's entire face was no longer bloodless, and even if he took a step, his body would tremble a few times.

"Teacher!" Chen Zheng knelt down, kowtowed, carried Fan Qingshan on his back, and walked forward calmly.

"Isn't that coming back...... Ahem, ahem. ”

"Teacher, I have already asked people to prepare ginseng soup, wait for ....." Chen Zheng suddenly stopped, a mouthful of blood, I don't know when, had burst onto the stone road in front of him.

He finally understood why Fan Xiaozao would be blunt with him on the phone.

The teacher, Fan Qingshan, was already terminally ill, but he still had to go to Xia Jing for his business.

Chen Zheng didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly asked people to call the best doctor, as well as the nurse to prepare the facilities for first aid.

......

"Don't be busy...... Ahem. Fan Qingshan sat on the old rattan chair and suddenly woke up.

When Chen Zheng heard this, he hurriedly knelt in front of Fan Qingshan.

"Don't blame yourself, it was my own decision...... Ah Zheng, go ahead, I want to see the dog's paw plum blossom you painted again. ”

Chen Zheng nodded, wiped his eyes, spread out the rice paper and pen as quickly as possible, and carefully sketched one stroke at a time according to the painting skills that Fan Qingshan taught him.

Behind him, Fan Qingshan's coughing voice suddenly became violent.

Chen Zheng shuddered, hurriedly turned around, and after feeding a few spoonfuls of hanging ginseng soup, he rubbed Fan Qingshan's back with a guilty face.

"You still have a long way to go...... After that, you can only follow my method and develop it yourself. ”

"Teacher, don't talk nonsense, I will teach in the future."

Fan Qingshan laughed hoarsely, "I want to teach...... It's a pity I'm running out of time. From the time I started coughing up blood, I knew my destiny, and it was almost time. ”

Chen Zheng bit his lip to prevent himself from shouting.

"Xia Jing and his party, I brought some things back to you, and I have already asked Fan Xiaozao to transfer to your name. Remember, don't collect debts, you have to make them owe you, and you are the biggest creditor of the rich merchants in the entire Xia Jing...... It is also very important to entrust these bonds to the people of the departmental notary office...... Leave a will, and if something happens to you, these bonds will be collected immediately and donated to Project Hope, so I'm sure the people in the department will be happy to help...... Those wealthy businessmen in Xia Jing, for their own interests, will not touch you for the time being...... Ahem. ”

Chen Zheng's eyes were red.

Fan Qingshan coughed up a large piece of blood from his mouth again.

Chen Zheng trembled his hands, wiped Fan Qingshan clean with a handkerchief, and then poured a cup of medicinal tea for Fan Qingshan.

Fan Qingshan waved his hand and motioned for Chen Zheng to put the medicinal tea aside.

Several famous doctors came nearby, and the results of the diagnosis were almost unexpected, and they all bluntly said that they had no surgery......

"What are you going to do...... You have a reason, you must remember, pass on my skill, in the second drawer in the room, I left a notebook for you...... Have time to take a look. ”

"Fan Xiaozao, don't worry...... After I die, take my ashes to Fan's house, and he will not embarrass you when he reads your escort work...... I guess, Fan Xiaozao, that old puppet...... At this time, you should stand under the old jujube tree and cry your nose. ”

Chen Zheng bit his lip, his mouth full of blood.

He didn't dare to cry, he knew that Fan Qingshan didn't want to see him weak.

Qin Qingqing stood in the corner of the courtyard, already covering her face, crying so much that she was crying.

"I'm so miserable in this life...... When I was twenty years old, I thought I would live like a hero, but alas, I lived a bear for the rest of my life...... The tea was cold......"

Chen Zheng raised his head in horror.

Under the sunset, Fan Qingshan on the old rattan chair, his head was tilted down, his hands were hanging weakly, and the cup of medicinal tea on the table was hot and cold.

Chen Zheng's face was full of tears, and he knelt on the ground respectfully, kowtowing desperately to Fan Qingshan, and in the blink of an eye, his entire forehead was bloody.

Like the sky, the blood-colored sunset is getting thicker and thicker.

......

Three days later.

Chen Zheng left Huaicheng alone, without a car or bodyguards, just alone, holding Fan Qingshan's urn, and walking to Xia Jing on foot.

A distance of several hundred kilometers, if people walk on foot, it will take at least a month to go back and forth.

But Chen Zheng didn't want Fan Qingshan to have an urn, which was bumpy because of the ride.

As Fan Qingshan said.

In the Fan family's manor, Fan Xiaozao stood alone under the old jujube tree, with old tears.

He has three brothers in his life, two of them tried to compete with him for the family property, but he killed his relatives in righteousness, and the remaining one was obviously the most promising to compete for the position of patriarch, but for the sake of family stability, he ran away from the Fan family.

"Jujube Ye...... I'll go pick up the second master and go home. Yu Cheng's face was also sad.

Fan Xiaozao wiped his face and regained his true character.

"I don't need you to go, if Chen Zheng still has a little conscience, he will personally escort him back."

In the second half of the sentence, Fan Xiaozao did not say that if Chen Zheng only buried Fan Qingshan in Huaicheng and did not return to his roots, then he would inevitably stand in the camp of Wanjianlin and treat Chen Zheng as an enemy.

"He can enter Beijing now, the second child helped him pave a way, and now those top rich people in Xia Jing owe him money, at least a few hundred million, and I also know that with the second child's mind, there must be a backhand, so that those rich people dare not act rashly against Chen Zheng. Hehe...... If the second child had been so fighting with me for family property, I might not have been able to win. ”

After that, Fan Xiaozao was lonely, walking towards the house with heavy steps on crutches.

In the hotel under the name of Wanjia Real Estate, Wan Jianlin also looked solemn.

"The message is correct?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, the doors of the Fan family are all covered with white lanterns." Luo Ping replied.

Wan Jianlin closed his eyes and knocked on the table.

"Fan Xiaozao's side, he shouldn't blame us, otherwise with his temperament, he would have rushed over a long time ago, I guess, Fan Qingshan's old man was already sick, and he came to Xia Jing to help his apprentice."

"Master, he gave us all the money back."

Wan Jianlin smiled, "This is where he is smart, return more than 10 billion yuan, so that we will not be in a hurry and move with murderous intentions." And if we take that bond and hand it over to Chen Zheng, it means that Chen Zheng is now our creditor. ”

"Just give it to him......"

"Luo Ping, you still don't understand, even if it's tens of millions, those rich businessmen who don't want to give it, they love money like their lives, it's the essence of a businessman, Fan Qingshan's hand is beautiful. I guess there must be a backhand, if Chen Zheng's life is in danger, this bond will be cashed out immediately, and when Chen Zheng enters Beijing, these rich businessmen will not go all the way with us. ”

Wan Jianlin pulled his hair together and looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

"Who would have thought that Fan Qingshan, who has always been an elegant and good man, really played a beautiful dark Chen Cang for the sake of his beloved apprentice."

"Luo Ping, tell me to go down, if Chen Zheng enters Beijing, don't move for the time being."

Luo Ping looked strange, "Young master, ...... over there"

As we all know, Wan Zhenfei's hatred for Chen Zheng is the strongest.

"My son is not a fool, I will talk to him well."