The car is a star in Shanghai and is the car of Miss Pi Er.

Miss Pi Er is Jin Heyi's cousin, and she was born with two major pleasures, one is driving, and the other is driving a horse, and she has a lot of fun with Jin Heyi, but whenever Jin Heyi returns to China, the two are not together for a day, and Fang Cai is also driving crazy, otherwise he will not necessarily show them it.

He didn't have the time to deal with these individuals now, there was a newspaper in the car, and he opened it casually, but the light was too dim, and he put it down again.

At this time, Zuo Jinyi had already arrived at the office of Xia Fei Road, and he came with the house's Di steward, the master was too old to stand the shock, the young master was arrested last night, and the old man was so shocked that he couldn't get out of bed, and although the young master of the family ranked tenth, he was the only man in the family, and in the event of a major event, there had never been a brother to discuss, and today he was helpless, so he had to send the old housekeeper out to contact.

Zuo Jinyi listened to Steward Di talk about these hardships, and he was really compassionate. The phoenix is not as good as a chicken, thinking that when the master was in power, the people who tended to the flames folded their shoulders and rubbed their arms, and those who attached to the power sucked carbuncles and licked hemorrhoids, but today they didn't even have a helper, so cold, how can it not make people sigh.

Zuo Jinyi is a little poor, but he is recognized as a good person among friends and friends, so that as long as Huazi meets him, he will never go empty, even if he goes to the kiln, he has to give up more money than others! once took a hexagram, saying that his inability to make a fortune has something to do with his kindness, but can this kindness be changed? Horizontal is no way!

At this time, after listening to the situation of the master's family, and then thinking about his own downfall, he is quite connected with the same illness and sympathy, and the help he wants to help today is not idle, but a major matter of human life, which can make him really perfunctory.

Look at Steward Di, he is not light, he has a pair of big round glasses, his old eyes are dizzy and he looks at people from the top of the frame, he has a goatee on his thin chin, and the horse coat on his body is still Hong Xiannian's old things.

In this way, Zuo Jinyi felt that the responsibility was greater, and he had to plan well for Naye, so he recognized the truth, and in order to find a breakthrough, he first tasted Rong Changfeng inside. Rong Changfeng is a person who doesn't care about anything, prostitution? He has, but he doesn't have an addiction; Gamble, also come, but let go and forget; Play? I listen, but it's nothing if I don't listen; What about Fleur? That's never playing!

Like all men, Rong Changfeng loves power and women. Do you love money or not? Of course love, but money is just a number for a child of a wealthy family like him, he won't wet his shoes for something like money, and what can make him loose is unless he is a human favor, and it is a big favor.

So thinking of this, Zuo Jinyi was in trouble, looking at the gold-painted box at the feet of Old Man Di, he knew that there were fine goods inside, but could this thing impress Rong Changfeng? He didn't dare to defend it.

Old Man Di accompanied the smiling face like a dried potato, half of his teeth fell out, and the remaining half was loose and couldn't be saved, and he was full of wind when he spoke: "That master has an order, after the fourth young master of Darong is done here, please go to Jinjiang for a small meal and drink." ”

He also said: "Zuo Ye has eaten, we still have a thin respect, although the master is not richer than the previous year, he must also take proper measures, and you must not be burdened in vain." ”

It was difficult for the old man to say so many polite words to him with a humble smile, and Zuo Jinyi returned the salute again and again, saying: irrelevant, irrelevant.

As he spoke, a black eight-cylinder Ford sedan slid outside.