Chapter Thirty-Seven: Is There Anything He Zhou Yinghuai Can't Do?

Zhou Yinghuai turned his face sideways, looked at Zheng Heng who was still angry, and his voice became dull: "Gone?" ”

"Yes! The devil knows what Meng Yanxi thinks, anyway, there is no one to find now! Zheng Heng sighed irritably, and he said coldly: "Even if you go abroad now, it is useless except to stare at Meng Yanxi!" ”

Zheng Heng didn't understand how a smart person like Zhou Yinghuai could lose his mind.

There are some things that cannot be touched, and if you touch them, you will die.

He looked at Zhou Yinghuai's silent side face, the pride of the sky, at this moment, his expression was confused and confused.

But soon, it was cold again, and it was cold and watertight.

Zheng Heng heard Zhou Yinghuai say, "You go out, I want to rest alone." ”

Jiang Tan just lost his voice.

Zhou Yinghuai was discharged from the hospital a few days later, his demeanor was as usual, dignified and indifferent.

Zheng Heng took Tang Xian to pick him up that day, and Young Master Zhou didn't say anything all the way, listening to Zheng Heng talk about business things, his expression was not revealing.

Only when passing through the hall on the first floor of the hospital, a child staggered and ran, and behind him, the child's mother looked pity, shouting the child's milk name with the same sound as Jiang Tan.

It doesn't matter which Tan Tan is in the mother's mouth, but Zhou Yinghuai paused, and a little bit of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

The name Jiang Tan has become a taboo for Zhou Yinghuai.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and Meng Yanxi has returned to China.

The man went to Wall Street, killed all sides, and the means were fierce and decisive, overturning the situation. It is said that several characters with heads and faces couldn't stand the huge psychological gap and chose to jump off the building.

Sometimes killing people doesn't necessarily require a sword or a sword.

And Meng Yanxi still has a warm face, smiling when he sees people, and looks very easy-going.

Tang Xian was reading a literary masterpiece outside the airport, saying that he was the one who came to pick up Meng Yanxi, and he sat in the car without even stepping into the airport gate.

When Meng Yanxi pulled the car door and came in, Tang Xian had just finished reading, raised his head, and said with a smile: "Yanxi, welcome back to China." ”

"There's no need to welcome, I just hope that Zhou Yinghuai and others don't let me peel off my skin." Meng Yanxi smiled faintly, as if he was joking.

Tang Xian didn't really take this sentence to heart, but his smile deepened more and more, and said, "Don't say that about Ying Huai, how can he be so careful?" ”

Meng Yanxi raised his eyebrows noncommittally and sat down.

Meng Yanxi and Li Yannan worked together to deceive Jiang Tan's whereabouts, and did not leak, Zhou Yinghuai was silent on the surface, but in fact, he sent people to investigate several times.

Fortunately, Country G is Li Yannan's territory, and no matter how powerful Zhou Yinghuai is in the country, there is no way to stretch his hand so far and go to the door of others.

Meng Yanxi sometimes receives messages from Jiang Tan, very few, only a handful, all of them are words like thanks, and then briefly explain his recent situation.

Meng Yanxi will take it seriously, and then reply very measuredly.

Yesterday, he just said to Jiang Tan, the Chinese New Year is coming, and it is inconvenient for you to come back, do you want me to send someone to send Ye Mu and Su Yue over to you?

Jiang Tan said no need, if you meet, you have to separate, it's better not to meet.

Her temperament is much cooler.

Sometimes, Meng Yanxi will have the illusion that he is communicating with Zhou Yinghuai.

"Ying Huai has been busy with the Zhou family's affairs recently, and Uncle Zhou threw a new financial sector to Ying Huai, as if he wanted to cooperate with Weixi Group, Ying Huai refused, and now this matter is very tricky." Tang Xian's words brought back Meng Yanxi's thoughts.

Meng Yanxi smiled and said slowly: "What Uncle Zhou wants is to make concessions to Ying Huai. ”

Put Weixi Group into the Zhou family, and Zhou Yinghuai should also go back and take on the burden on his shoulders.

These people, including themselves, no matter how outstanding they are outside, but these dazzling achievements in the eyes of the world are simply too small to be mentioned in front of the family.

Meng Yanxi had already understood this a long time ago.

Zhou Yinghuai is indeed excellent, even better than him, with more beautiful means and deeper cities.

But so what, how can a person's achievements resist the power accumulated by the chaebol for a hundred years?

The car stopped in Mingyuan, Tang Xian got out of the car first, stood outside the car, and said in a somewhat surprised tone, "Ho, why is it snowing again?" ”

Meng Yanxi looked sideways, and sure enough, they didn't get off the road just now, but when they arrived, they got down instead.

It's as if announcing that a silent tug of war is about to begin.

Meng Yanxi and Tang Xian were taken to the Buddhist hall by the housekeeper.

A few days ago, Zhou Yinghuai went to Pudu Temple.

It was difficult to travel to the temple due to heavy snow that day, and it is said that pilgrims were not accepted. Zhou Yinghuai ordered people to go up the mountain to greet the host, and later a monk came down to clear the snow.

Young Master Zhou didn't even get out of the car, and drove all the way up, really without any sincerity.

No one knows what Zhou Yinghuai said to the host in the temple, after all, when he left, he directly brought the Bodhisattva of the side hall back to the Ming Garden, and built a Buddhist hall overnight to worship.

When Meng Yanxi knew about this, he was not surprised.

can bring the Ming Garden in the museum to Jinwu Zangjiao, what can't he Zhou Yinghuai do?

At this time, in the solemn and rigorous Buddhist hall, there is sandalwood condensed and swirling.

Meng Yanxi saw Zhou Yinghuai with his back to him, kneeling on the soft pu.

He pinched a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, his slender fingers were as white as jade, and he moved the Buddhist beads one by one, and his back was indescribably cold and noble.

Compared with the bodhisattva with kind eyebrows, Zhou Yinghuai seems to be more difficult to get close to.

He seemed to be deep in thought, and the next moment he got up and threw the Buddhist beads he was still holding on the ground.

He clearly doesn't believe in these things, but for some reason, it seems that he has some greed on it.

"Brought back from Pudu Temple with such a lot of painstaking efforts, I don't think you are very attentive when I see you." Meng Yanxi opened his mouth and looked at Zhou Yinghuai's indifferent eyebrows, "If you don't care, why do you want to bring it back?" ”

Tang Xian was taken aback.

"Believe it or not, it's my business to stay or not." Zhou Yinghuai finally looked at Meng Yanxi, his eyes were gloomy, and he was facing a sense of oppression, but he didn't have the slightest emotion, "Meng Yanxi, I thought I made it very clear to you last time. ”

What is clear? - Don't worry about Jiang Tan's idle business.

This is a Buddhist hall surrounded by sandalwood, which is clearly a place for people to calm down and concentrate, but Zhou Yinghuai does not believe in Buddhism at all, he only believes in himself.

Meng Yanxi smiled, and opened his mouth in Tang Xian's stunned eyes on the side, and the words were piercing: "The time and place are favorable, and the three are not allowed, although there is a victory." ”

"Yanxi, you've been abroad for a long time, and you haven't spoken Mandarin for a long time, what are you doing now quoting scriptures and classics!" Tang Xian tried to play a round, "Ying Huai, why don't we go out first?" It's not good to quarrel in front of a bodhisattva. ”

(End of chapter)