Chapter 2 Where is this and who am I?
If you have the ability to probe other people's memories, it is not difficult to find out the real culprit, but now ......
When I had this ability, I didn't feel that it wouldn't work without it, it was really inconvenient at this time, who would be careful to deal with him, a young master who had lost his memory and was not favored?
The little maid named Liu Ye next to her was quite clever, and she learned from her mouth that the third young master was originally very smart and quick-witted, so the old man spent a lot of money to send him to the provincial capital to study, hoping that after he returned from school, he could contribute to the family's business. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
I didn't expect to stay in the provincial capital for a few years, and I called him home several times, and I said that I was busy with my classmates.
Until one day, someone told the master that the third young master was teaching in the provincial capital.
Not to mention that the new school has now overwhelmed the private school, there are no students in the private school at all, and the few students who only look strange and don't look like good people.
Someone from the family persuaded him to go home and stop running this kind of school with no future, but the strange thing was that the third young master refused to go back, and that night, the third young master who was walking on the road was gagged, blindfolded, tied hand and foot into the carriage, and he didn't know how long he was on the road before he was dragged out.
The moment the blindfold was lifted, the angry Third Young Master suddenly wilted, and shouted in a low voice: "Dad." ā
Then, I shoehorned a business name over, and I hit my head and fainted, and I lost my memory.
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It seems that this time is completely different from the previous times, this body used to have a master, but I don't know where this main consciousness has gone now.
Suddenly receiving so much information, Zhao Chengping also felt a little tired, he used the excuse of lying down for too long, his whole body was sore, and he wanted to go out for a walk alone and leave the house.
The sun was shining outside, although there was a cold air in the shade, but it was quickly dispelled by the warm sun, the hedge climbed with pale blue honeysuckle vines, and there were tall ginkgo trees planted in the corners of the house, and the yellow leaves were blown by the wind and swirled down on the bluestone paved ground, like a golden carpet.
It seems that this family is really rich, and the pavilions and pavilions are not enough, and there is a canal at home, not a canal for throwing a few ornamental koi, but the kind with boats on it.
Looking at the appearance of those boats, it is by no means a recreational facility like a painting boat, the appearance is extremely simple and rough, the black and heavy hull, there are obvious traces of moss and bumps on the water line, the things transported on the boat are neatly stacked large bags, and the rowers are all strong men, looking at their appearances, they are also people who beg for a living on the water all year round.
When Zhao Chengping was walking around, the sound of fallen leaves being trampled behind him sounded, and along with this sound came a very enthusiastic voice:
"Yo, isn't this the third young master, who is finally willing to get up after lying in the house tired?"
Why doesn't it sound like a good person? Zhao Chengping turned around, a man about the same age as himself, was walking towards him step by step, wearing a three-piece suit, although the weather is good today, but in the end it is also the early winter season, is it really not guilty to have a demeanor and not a temperature?
He couldn't help but ask, "Are you cold?" ā
The other party was obviously stunned, and suddenly smiled again: "I heard that the third young master has lost his memory, it seems that this is the case, if it was in the past, how could the third young master talk to a philistine like me whose hands are stained with the copper stench of the evil old world." ā
Ah, did you talk to people like that before? No wonder someone knocked on the head and poisoned, it's a miracle that he can live to this day.
Zhao Chengping asked very politely: "After being injured, I really don't remember many things, offended and offended, who are you?" ā
Probably never heard such a humble tone on Zhao Chengping, the man couldn't believe it, looked him up and down again, and said without a smile: "I am your fourth brother Zhao Chengyue." ā
Fourth brother, did you just say that you handed over the business of the Pingxin to him?
Zhao Chengping smiled: "Oh, it turned out to be the fourth brother, just now the master said that he would hand over the business of the Pingxin to you, and he is still very discerning." ā
Suddenly, he was praised and praised by the third brother who always mocked him, although he knew that he had amnesia, but Zhao Chengyue was still in a mood, and he asked: "Where do you see that you are very discerning?" ā
In fact, Zhao Chengfang just praised it casually, anyway, there is no cost, and now he suddenly has to clearly point out why he wants to praise it, this is ...... In fact, it's not particularly difficult, Uncle Party A, listen well~
"I don't remember what I said before, but from the adjective of a philistine with a hand stained with the copper stench of the old world, at least it shows that your ability to make money has always been recognized by me. And seeing that you are still dressed so thin for the sake of demeanor in this weather, and you will definitely be able to achieve great things. Zhao Chengping said seriously.
It sounded very reasonable, and even the corners of Zhao Chengyue's mouth couldn't help but put a smile on it: "Hey, I said third brother, if you were like this before, Dad wouldn't be so angry, look at the second brother, he is actually doing what he wants to do, and Dad didn't stop him." ā
"Oh? What is the second brother doing? Zhao Chengping asked with a smile.
Before Zhao Chengyue could speak, a crisp voice came: "It turns out that the two young masters are here, tell me to find it, open the meal, and put it at the master's place today." ā
"Okay, I'll be right away." Zhao Chengping said with a smile, "It's really embarrassing to have Miss Lao go on a trip." ā
The girl pursed her lips and smiled, and put her right hand behind her ear with her hair that was falling: "Hurry up, otherwise the master will be unhappy." ā
Looking at her distant back, Zhao Chengyue asked, "Do you remember her?" ā
"Who is she?" Zhao Chengping asked with a puzzled expression.
"You don't even know who she is, and she still answers the call so smoothly?" Zhao Chengyue shook his head, "She is the eldest lady's personal maid Huan Roujia, always thinking that one day she can marry one of our brothers, you can be careful, don't be too good to her, you can't get rid of it when the time comes." ā
When the brothers arrived at the dining room, the whole family was already sitting neatly around the round table, and there was no shortage of them.
Zhao Chengping looked at the table full of people, in addition to the old man he had seen before, the woman who was obviously the eldest lady, and his adoptive mother, there were two women, two young men, and a young girl.
Before the meal, the lord announced that the third son, Zhao Chengping, had amnesia and could not be a director, so the Pingxin was handed over to the fourth son, Zhao Chengyue, to be in charge. Zhao Cheng calmly accepted the contemptuous or sympathetic glances from the rest of the people in front of the table.
I thought I could start the meal, but I didn't expect the old man to add: "Although I can't be a director, I can't always be idle at home, learn from your eldest brother, forget it, forget it, as long as you don't become an idiot, you can learn it again." ā
The young man sitting next to the eldest lady responded: "Then from tomorrow, the third brother will follow me to Changyu to check the accounts." ā
This person looked at the same steady majesty and the same introverted mind as the old man.
Don't think about it so much, anyway, the dishes on this table shouldn't be poisonous, and he didn't even drink a sip of water just now, Zhao Chengping felt that his throat and eyes were smoking.
was about to serve a bowl of soup, but was stopped by a shrill voice: "Third brother, this is a Western style, drink soup first when eating, this is not in accordance with the rules, it will hurt the spleen and stomach." ā
Damn, it's you again! Enchanting slut!