21 Chapter 21
Zheng Bingyi's royal lawyer's surname is Cao, and Chen Wengang asked him to meet for a simple reason, for his father's inheritance.
When Chen Wengang's father died, the distribution of the estate was witnessed by the lawyer sent by Mr. Zheng and the agreement was signed.
In the reception room, he shook hands with lawyer Cao, and the other party politely invited Chen Wengang to sit down.
This 50-year-old legal elite has a clear and agile mind, and his brain is like a large-capacity computer. Even after more than a decade, he still remembers Chen Wengang's situation clearly. Therefore, the communication was quite smooth, and it only took more than 20 minutes.
Chen Wengang sighed in his heart.
The problem on the uncle's side is actually never a problem in law, and there is no need to steal the real estate certificate. With a good lawyer, there will always be more means than difficulties. The real problem is just that he is shallow.
But you can't ask for it.
"And you mentioned that your father's house has been rented out over the yearsβ"
"All I'm asking is to vacate and go back to live." Chen Wengang said, "Everything else is up to you." β
Lawyer Cao knew the balance when he heard him say this: "I understand. β
When he walked out of the law firm, Yu Shanding's car was still parked where he had just been. Huo Niansheng got out of the car and leaned against the door to smoke.
When he saw Chen Wengang, a smile appeared on his face, Chen Wengang walked towards him, and Huo Niansheng opened the car door for him.
On the return trip, Huo Niansheng still drove and sent Chen Wengang back to Zheng's house.
On the way, Yu Shanding asked, "Are things done?" β
"Not yet." Chen Wengang turned his head to look at him and thought about it, but Yu Guang glanced at another person, "Boss Yu, you know a lot of people, do you have any young lawyer friends who have been practicing for four or five years?" β
"Which? Why do you have to practice for four or five years? β
Chen Wengang smiled quietly: "Young lawyers have few cases in their hands, they are more hands-on, they have practiced for a certain number of years, and they are not too inexperienced. Compared with hiring a gold medal lawyer at a high price, this kind of law is more suitable for ordinary people. It's best to be good at online reputation disputes. β
Yu Shanding touched his chin: "What reputation and what dispute?" Cyberbullying kind of thing? β
Chen Wengang said: "It's not that serious. Just a bit of gossip to deal with. β
Zheng Jiayang's lawyer team is not for nothing, he just saw a gold medal lawyer come out, and he had to find another one privately, so this matter obviously does not want to be known. Chen Wengang's tone is understated, but there is a lot of room for reflection.
At least Yu Shanding is figuring it out.
"That's compared to Boss Yu, you should ask me." Huo Niansheng interjected, and couldn't tell whether he was proud or ashamed to laugh, "Do you know how many lawyer's letters my lawyer sends to the paparazzi every year?" β
Jincheng paparazzi are notoriously bold, and they love to stare at the wealthy to break the news, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes, there is no one they dare not pick, and the frequency of the newspaper is more or less. A high-profile person like Huo Niansheng is the one who is favored.
Some good people even called him and the paparazzi a symbiotic relationship of love and killing. If he doesn't choose a topic for a while, the tabloid magazine will have to eat again, pull him out to find materials, and analyze his sexual ability and conjugal palace through his face and figure.
Therefore, Chen Wengang said with a smile: "If you send too many lawyers' letters, it is not scary enough." Maybe the paparazzi when you tickle them. β
Huo Niansheng laughed, not annoyed: "Then what should I do, kill chickens and monkeys, pull one out and pour cement into the sea?" - I will give you the contact information of the lawyer, if you have anything to do with him, I asked him to go. β
When the car arrived at the door of Zheng's house, Huo Niansheng really gave Chen Wengang a business card.
Chen Wengang glanced at it, and the lawyer's surname was Zhu.
Huo Niansheng didn't ask half of his purpose, only said that if lawyer Zhu is not good at the field, he can also recommend suitable candidates.
His tone was frivolous, this lawyer who seemed to be pushed over casually, but Chen Wengang also knew him.
Huo Niansheng will still know that in his previous life, it was this lawyer Zhu who took his will document and put it in front of Chen Wengang to ask him to sign.
At first, he was Huo Niansheng's henchman for ten years, and later Chen Wengang's confidant for ten years.
Cutting his fingertips on the edge of the business card, Chen Wengang smiled and looked up to thank him.
Huo Niansheng leaned on the car door and talked to Chen Wengang, and before he left, Chen Wengang took off his coat.
However, the clothes had already absorbed water and were stained with moisture, Chen Wengang hesitated, but Huo Niansheng had already taken it: "I'll just find someone to deal with it." You don't have to worry about it, hurry back. β
Yu Shanding also got out of the car, continued to be willing to gamble and lose, and ran to the driver's seat to act as a driver. He said goodbye to Chen Wengang with a smile.
Before leaving, Huo Niansheng called Chen Wengang again for no reason.
Chen Wengang bent down slightly and looked in through the car window.
Huo Niansheng smiled: "I almost forgot to say that Baoqiu gave me a bottle of wine, and she said that you chose it." Thank you, I love it. β
Chen Wengang bent his eyebrows and waved goodbye to them.
Yu Shanding saw his reflection in the rearview mirror, and he was still watching the car as it drove away.
He does not have the youthfulness of a young man, he stands there, which is the stability and gentleness precipitated by the years.
*
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the living room was empty, and a master was not there, so I don't know what to do.
Chen Wengang changed into clean shoes at the door, and was blocked by Zheng Yucheng when he walked to the corner of the stairwell.
Last time, there was a mistake in the venue, Zheng Yucheng was bitten by a snake, and he was even more busy with a spinning top, eager to pick out every detail.
Chen Wengang lived a lighter life than him, and he didn't even see him a few times from morning to night.
Zheng Yucheng had something to say to him, but he was hesitant and found a lame opening: "...... The eldest sister wanted to invite us to dinner. β
The eldest sister he said was Zheng Dongqing, who was already married.
She said that neither she nor her brother-in-law knew that the planning company recommended by a friend would be like this, and almost caused us so much trouble. The eldest sister actually didn't want to go, so she wanted to work with her brother-in-law to compensate us. β
Chen Wengang politely refused: "Some people like to kill the most familiar, if she knew that the company was that kind of ghost, she would definitely not recommend it to you." I won't eat the meal, and you will get together. She is your sister, and you should have taken the initiative to eat with her and care more about her. β
Zheng Yucheng's eyes were indescribable, Chen Wengang really wanted to break up with him when he said this.
In the past, if Chen Wengang had such an official tone with him, he would have blown up a long time ago, and then he would have quarreled.
Now he seems to have lost the strength to quarrel, and Chen Wengang just wants to go back and change into clean clothes.
Zheng Yucheng grabbed him again: "Wait, I just know that the venue of the crown is what you went to ask Huo Niansheng for." β
That day, Manager Mao took Chen Wengang and Xiaolin to negotiate with Yu Shanding, and after he came back, the matter was settled, and no one knew the details in the middle.
And Manager Mao is a person who knows how to drill camps, he saw that Chen Wengang was silent, and Xiaolin had no right to report directly to Zheng Yucheng, the whole thing was all up to him, and the credit was all his.
Zheng Yucheng believed that it was true, and always thought that he had promised heavy profits and started to get it from Yu Shanding.
It wasn't until yesterday that everyone worked overtime, and when they were chatting, they heard Xiaolin's girl mention it, and they realized that it wasn't the case.
"Don't think about it so much." Chen Wengang said, "You can know that the result is good." Nothing else matters. β
Zheng Yucheng was still blocking the road, and he persistently asked Chen Wengang: "Is Huo Niansheng difficult for you?" β
Chen Wengang said: "No. He readily agreed. β
Zheng Yucheng was skeptical about this "happy" - this kind of adjective that was almost friendly and kind sounded really not easy to have to do with Huo Niansheng in his impression. He wanted to ask something more, and opened his mouth, but how could he ask.
What kind of good man and woman is he Huo Niansheng, why is he so happy with Chen Wengang?
Zheng Yucheng didn't want to think more about the bad side, he subconsciously avoided some possibilities.
Those may be gnawing at the heart like insects, not violently painful, but numb and itchy.
"Anyway, don't have too much contact with him. He's the kind of person who doesn't treat others well for no reason. β
"Well, okay, yes." Chen Wengang said.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to interfere with who you make friends with and who you associate with." Zheng Yucheng frowned at Yingting's eyebrows, "It's just that you are too naΓ―ve and easy to trust others, I am afraid that you will be used by others and I don't know it yet." β
Someone in the corridor came this way, and coughed twice, it was the voice of the butler Limber.
Chen Wengang took a step back and distanced himself from Zheng Yucheng.
Limber walked up, frowned, and touched his collar: "It's raining?" β
Chen Wengang hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's almost dry." β
"Then hurry up and change your clothes. Where did you do it? The moisture was all in the joints. β
Under the watchful eye of the old housekeeper, Chen Wengang stomped upstairs and left Zheng Yucheng behind.
He went back to his bedroom, took a hot shower, dried his hair, changed into black loungewear, and embroidered a sailboat with white thread on his chest. Hearing a knock on the door, he went over to open it, and Limber brought him a cup of ginger tea on a tray.
"Just now Xiaomei came to send it off, and said that you didn't open the knock door, so I guessed you were taking a bath."
"Sorry, I didn't hear that." Chen Wengang took it, thanked him, thought about it and said, "I didn't say anything to Zheng Yucheng just now." β
Limber slapped him: "What words?" It's as if I'm staring at you every day. Living in a home, you don't see you when you look down, and no one asks you not to say a word. You just have to know it yourself. β
The ginger tea is sweet, with brown sugar added to it, and it barely tastes spicy, and it is hot and white smoking.
Chen Wengang took two sips, and soon there was heat in his body.
He took Lawyer Zhu's business card into his wallet, and then sent the tray and cup downstairs to wait for the servant to collect it.
There was nothing else particularly important to do on this day, and there was no one else at home, Chen Wengang was free for half a day, and when he went upstairs, he went to the study to find a book, returned to the bedroom, turned on the stereo, picked up a piece of music at random, and got into bed.
The warm, dry environment was lazy, and he had a blanket on his lap and flipped through the pages.
The book is a horror with a bit of sci-fi overtones, set against the gloomy weather. The rain outside the window still stopped for a while, and then it started again. The raindrops on the glass intertwine with the soothing piano music in a different rhythm.
Chen Wengang didn't know how long he watched it, and the soft sleepiness gradually came up.
He put the book on the bedside table, slid it down, wrapped himself in a blanket, and closed his eyes.
I don't know if it was because of the blessing of white noise, or for some other reason, he slept peacefully this night.
*
When he fell asleep, Huo Niansheng had just returned to his office.
Assistant Aanda winked and signaled that there was a guest.
His younger brother Huo Jingsheng was waiting inside, and he had been there for a while.
Huo Jingsheng was boredly playing with a dart, a gadget in his office, with a round target hanging by the door.
Seeing him, Huo Niansheng greeted him: "Have you waited for a long time?" Why don't you say hello in advance? β
The brothers hugged each other in a fake way.
Huo Jingsheng smiled: "I was passing by, and I wanted to come to see you temporarily." Big brother is still magnificent here. β
Opposite him is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, with an unobstructed view of half of the city, and the dark sea can be seen in the distance.
Aanda walked in, refilled the teacup in front of him, and brought Huo Niansheng a cup of espresso.
Huo Niansheng's enthusiasm only exploded for a moment, and then he relaxed freely, sat down behind the wide solid wood desk, and opened a folder with his hand, too lazy to pay attention to people. Huo Jingsheng was forced to dry on the reception sofa, his face was a little stiff, and his eyes rolled.
He threw the dart back on the coffee table: "Big brother, it's actually the second uncle who asked me to come." β
"How's his old man?"
"His health in the past two years has not been as good as before, and he is easy to soften when he is old, so you can go back to see your family when you are not busy."
Hearing this, Huo Niansheng asked: "It's not good, how bad is it?" β
"What do you mean?"
"Cerebral infarction? Heart attack? Tumor? Hemiplegia? How many years are left? β
"You...... He ......, "Huo Jingsheng took a sip of tea into the trachea, choked and coughed, and his face turned red.
Huo Niansheng sneered, walked over again, bent down, picked up the dart he threw down, and twisted his fingers twice:
"Just kidding! Why are you so surprised? It's not the first day you know that I don't like what I say. If you are not in good health, you should retire and recuperate, and the elderly should go fishing, yo-yo birds, and don't be so salty. β
Huo Jingsheng coughed for a long time before he eased up: "Big brother." He laughed dryly, "Do you still hold a grudge?" β
Huo Niansheng sat down next to him, stretched out his legs, and put them on the coffee table. He has long arms and legs, so he squeezes Huo Jingsheng into the corner of the sofa. Huo Jingsheng didn't want to be close to him, so he squeezed to the side pitifully, quite cramped.
Huo Jingsheng said tentatively: "Second uncle, he ......"
With a whoosh, the sharpened tip of the dart pierced into the position of the seven rings.
"The hand is raw." Huo Niansheng snorted and turned his head to look at him, "What did you just say?" β
Huo Jing gave birth to Nene.
A few years ago, their father died, and the inheritance war of the children, he and the second uncle formed a private alliance, but didn't Huo Niansheng also collude with the third uncle a long time ago? The second uncle wanted to unite them, and in the end, under the mediation of the third uncle, Huo Niansheng took the shares and went to Zhangcheng in one go.
Huo Niansheng is in charge of Huo's real estate development and venture capital over there, before Huo Jingsheng came, the second uncle asked him to investigate, but don't ask about business, just chat. However, there is nothing to talk about, Huo Niansheng seems to be the shopkeeper, and he only eats, drinks and has fun at his fingertips.
Huo Jingsheng changed his strategy and opened his mouth: "Second uncle hopes you can ......"
There was another swish, and the other dart came out of his hand, a little closer than the bullseye just now, and it was a nine-ring rubbing.
Huo Jingsheng frowned and shouted: "Big brother! β
There were a few entertainment tabloids on the coffee table in front of him, and before Huo Niansheng came, Huo Jingsheng had already flipped through them boringly.
At this time, I couldn't help but look down again.
This ridicule of Ma Mou's son invited a bunch of public relations to please Huo Niansheng, but it turned out to be self-defeating, causing people to turn their faces and leave, which was passed as a joke among people in the know......
The assistant didn't know what to think, and he was here with a big grin. Of course, it can also be bought back to the boss for the purpose.
But her boss saw it and apparently didn't take it to heart.
Huo Jingsheng said helplessly: "Second Uncle also wants to persuade you to be a little more restrained, you are in Zhangcheng, the Tiangao Emperor is far away, and now when you come back, you will be rumored to have some ridiculous things all day long." You still want to be on the board, how can shareholders rest assured? The confidence of shareholders is the grass on the wall, do we all have to worry about you alone, and get up every day to see if there is any scandal in the newspaper? β
Huo Niansheng smiled and said nothing, neither angry nor caring, as if he didn't take his words to heart.
Huo Jingsheng was a little breathless: "Big brother, you have to think about these things clearly." β
Huo Niansheng smiled: "I heard that your good things are coming, it seems that you have thought it through?" β
Huo Jingsheng pulled out a smile: "It's not yet, it's just that there are suitable objects, and they are still in contact with each other." β
Huo Niansheng put his feet down from the coffee table and stilted Erlang's legs instead: "Congratulations." β
Huo Jingsheng persuaded: "The matter of marriage, although it is said that it is a siege, it is necessary to enter it." The focus is on finding the right people. Like you, it's suitable for the kind of gentle and virtuous, sensible, don't make trouble, give a name at home, and don't delay you to play in private......"
After all, the man understands the man's thoughts, Huo Niansheng didn't show it on his face, and his eyes floated for a moment.
Aanda suddenly knocked on the door, reminding Huo Niansheng that there was a meeting to open soon.
Huo Jingsheng was about to make persistent efforts, so he had to leave first.
Aanda sent him back, and as soon as he pushed the door, he saw the boss sitting on the couch, gesturing at him with a dart.
Her face didn't change, her ears only whispered, and the tail of the dart spun, wrapped in air currents, and hit the bull's-eye.
She glanced sideways at the target and said in a flat tone, "This behavior is dangerous. β
Huo Niansheng is as good as a stream: "You have learned the right lesson." Actually, I want to pierce the back of Huo Jingsheng's head. β
He paced over, pulled the three darts off, walked back, and threw them in the storage box. Aanda looked down at the coffee table and was about to put the tabloid away and put it back on the newsstand next to her. Huo Niansheng took a step ahead of her and folded it casually: "I'll just come by myself." β
He copied his pocket with one hand, folded the stack of papers with the other, and threw it into the wastebasket with a clatter.
After she went out, Huo Niansheng casually opened the drawer of the desk.
In the corner are several photos of Chen Wengang.
The edge of the top one is crooked, and if you look closely, it was because it was cut open, and it was originally a group photo, but now only this half of the single person remains.
But this is the warmest one taken, the person in the photo looks at the camera, his eyes are slight, and his eyebrows are like the mist on the sea.
Huo Niansheng looked down for a moment, sneered, took out all the photos, found an empty envelope, and then threw it back. He went ahead and cleared the drawer, pulling out a few voided bills and throwing them into the wastebasket.
*
Chen Wengang soon received a call from his uncle, Chen Zeng, complaining about his grievances.
The hardships and sorrows of ordinary people are nothing more than a few things: cars, tickets, houses.
The family has a new scooter, the car loan is thousands per month, and the price of oil has been rising; plans to buy a school district house in the new urban area, and use it for Guangzong Yaozu to go to school in the future, but the down payment has not been saved; Although the two brothers are still young, they will have to buy a house for the two of them in the future, otherwise it will be difficult to please their wives, but the house price is not waiting for anyone, so they have to start saving now, and they have to have a bride price when they buy a house......
Lawyer Cao's handwriting is beautiful, and the uncle complains and complains, but he and the aunt never dare to make trouble unreasonably.
After calling a few times, I saw that Chen Wengang did not mean to relax because of his soft-heartedness, and this matter could only be like this.
The house itself is registered in the name of Chen Wengang, but the right to use it is in the hands of the uncle, and it will be returned after emptying the tenant according to the agreement.
He didn't bother to go back to see it recently, and Chen Xiangling took the initiative to help him keep an eye on it to make sure that his parents didn't secretly rent out the house again.
The calculation of the inheritance is a little more complicated, but it is not entangled for long.
Lawyer Cao was resolute, calculated every penny clearly, and added interest, Chen Wengang trusted him and signed directly.
Everything went so fast and smoothly that it even felt unrealistic.
For Chen Wengang, the last thing his father left him was a sudden bank text message one day, reminding him that a large amount of money had been credited to his account.
He looked at the text message and felt a little sad in his heart.
What diluted this sadness was the message that Chen Xiangling quietly sent him.
Chen Xiangling secretly bought a set of high school textbooks and studied on her own in her free time. She had no one else to talk about this matter, and even kept it secret from her friends, so she had to discuss it with her cousin. Chen Wengang has been optimistic about the cram school, and has talked to the admissions teacher that the student status can be done.
Unconsciously, half a month passed.
Everyone in the Zheng family is busy.
The 120th anniversary of the establishment of the Cheng Group is always a special occasion on the 10th anniversary of the 100th anniversary. Recently, Mr. Zheng has frequently met with old friends, and the number of people visiting him has increased significantly. Mrs. Zheng Huo Meijie lingered in beauty salons, jewelry stores, high-end shops, and so on.
Celebrations are formal occasions and a glamorous appearance is essential.
As an adult, Mr. Chen custom-made an evening gown for such occasions. Tailored suits are often left in large quantities in case the wearer gets in shape as the years go by. He has always been thin, but he has been growing in size in the past two years, and he has grown three or four centimeters taller.
He measured the new size in the store. The old master euphemistically explained to him that no matter how he put it this time, the length of the pants was barely strong.
If you pay attention to every detail, it is advisable to redo it. However, the price of a high price is expensive, I am afraid that it can reach six figures, and the completion cycle can take two weeks to several months.
Chen Wengang hesitated for a moment, and also politely said that next time, he would just change his original clothes this time.
However, two or three days later, the people in the store called Chen Wengang again and asked him to try the white blank and choose the fabric.
"Didn't I splash you all over the water last time?" Huo Niansheng explained on the phone, "This is an apology." β
Chen Wengang met Huo Niansheng's assistant Aanda at school, who waited for him to get out of class and drove him to the store.
At this time, she looked at Chen Wengang as a stranger, and at most felt that this was the object that the boss wanted to soak.
Chen Wengang thanked her gently, and Aanda was stunned when he met his smile.
She looked at him for a moment, a little puzzled, sure that she had no impression in her mind that she had dealt with the young man.
The two politely shook hands.
It was the first time in their lives that they had met.
There is no doubt that Huo Niansheng is good at asserting. To be honest, Aanda was hesitant at first. Until he saw Chen Wengang, Fang faintly touched it, and it didn't seem to be what he imagined. He has an almost bottomless tolerance for Huo Niansheng, as if Huo Niansheng can't provoke his temper by doing anything.
In this case, this can only be a pleasure that is willing to fight and suffer.
What she saw was not the real 20-year-old Chen Wengang.
When you are young, you have to talk about self-esteem, and all your dignity is maintained at a sensitive balance point, as if you are overwhelmed by a little more copper odor and being overwhelmed by others who say a little more about worshipping money. Until he had passed thousands of sails and had exhausted the road, he didn't care about Huo Niansheng anymore.
Huo Niansheng also gave him everything he could. At this point, what else is there to be pretentious?
Everyone's warnings to him were not wrong, Huo Niansheng's background was chaos.
But doesn't Chen Wengang know who he is?
He might be the one who knows best.
Chen Wengang's dress was solved, and then Zheng Baoqiu looked for an afternoon and dragged him to accompany him to try on a new skirt.
Men's dresses are similar in style and can be worn back and forth with a change of accessories each time.
The fashion industry and social circles are much more demanding of women.
Banquet etiquette does not explicitly stipulate that a dress cannot be worn twice, but it is always considered undignified. The more solemn the occasion, the more among the wealthy, the more serious the comparison is carried out. The atmosphere is such that not many people can jump out of the fence in complete style.
Zheng Baoqiu ordered a champagne gold gown, and the skirt was decorated with large ribbon roses.
Chen Wengang has been familiar with picking dresses with her since he was a child. These high-end dresses are beautiful, often with all kinds of embroidery, tulle, and handmade lace, and cleaning and ironing become a difficult task.
From the design stage, they hardly consider the follow-up maintenance, just how to make it gorgeous.
It's a short-lived consumable.
When he went out, Zheng Baoqiu quietly said to Chen Wengang: "Actually, I met the eldest sister in this store last time. She ......"
She looked left and right and lowered her voice: "She seemed to want to ask the clerk if she could borrow a dress, but she was refused." β
Chen Wengang also asked in a low voice: "Did she tell you why?" β
Zheng Baoqiu shook his head
"How could she talk to me?" It's a pity that she can't wear my clothes, otherwise she can give her my clothes. β
The girl was still sensitive and considerate.
Zheng Dongqing, as the daughter of the Zheng family, married her college classmate a few years ago. At the beginning, she was in free love, and although Zheng Bingyi was not very satisfied, she still complied with her daughter's wishes. Brother-in-law Xiang Hao was born in a well-off family, and later started his own business and ran a freight forwarding company.
After Zheng Dongqing's marriage, the economy was separated from her mother's family. Now she is reluctant to pay a high price for a dress, or at least a luxury ready-to-wear, which may indicate that the couple's financial situation is not ideal. Of course, poverty is never enough.
It should be at a level where it is still better than the average person, but it is inevitable that it will fall out of this circle.
But she still has a family trust and various financial dividends, which should not have been so down.
As the eldest in the family, Zheng Baoqiu was not suitable to speak, so he pushed the matter on Chen Wengang's head.
Chen Wengang sighed and went to Zheng Bingyi's study.
Zheng Bingyi didn't care about his eldest daughter, but he didn't pay attention to so many details, and he said he knew.
Before Chen Wengang went out, he was stopped by Zheng Bingyi again: "You He Shibo went abroad, but there will be juniors from the He family to attend." β
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He didn't say clearly whether it was He Wanxin or He Jiajun, or both, and he didn't mean anything.
Chen Wengang didn't ask much, just nodded: "I know how to do it." β
Zheng Bingyi is satisfied. He opened the drawer and rummaged through it, putting a Lexus key in his hand: "During this time, Maoxun has grown very fast, and I can see it." This car is for your own use, it is already parked in the garage, and you can drive it out and try it when you have time. β
Chen Wengang was about to refuse.
Zheng Bingyi said: "Take it, it should have been matched to you a long time ago." You used to say you didn't need it, but now it's always inconvenient to go out without a tool. β
Lin Bo, the housekeeper who turned his head, took a few documents and signed them for Chen Wengang, and the car was directly bought in his name.
At the same time, the evening dress sent by Huo Niansheng was sent to Zheng's house by the store.
When he tried it on again this time, Chen Wengang found that the bottom of the collar of the clothes was embroidered.
Tailor your suit and either embroider your own name or your spouse's name.
His clothes were embroidered with Huo Niansheng's initials.
In this regard, Chen Wengang only smiled helplessly.
He pretended not to notice anything and hung it back in the dust bag.
*
The day of the Cheng Group's celebration came as scheduled.
On that day, the entrance of the Crown Hotel was full of cars and horses, and it was bustling inside.
Everywhere cars and people come and go, the concierge and parking staff in red uniforms are busy with their feet on the ground.
Not to mention the Zheng family and the senior executives of the Zheng Group, there were also representatives of branches and offices from various places, relatives of side branches, partners, and media reporters. There are many celebrities, politicians and businessmen who have given Zheng Bingyi face, and a number of popular stars have been invited to walk the red carpet on the spot, and the security work inside and outside the hotel is quite heavy.
Chen Wengang stood in a row with Zheng Yucheng, Zheng Maoxun and Mu Qing, and followed Zheng Bingyi to receive the guests.
Zheng Baoqiu was smiling, slim, pedaling on his small heels, and followed Mrs. Zheng like a tulip.
At a glance, one is more Peugeot than the other, like the home of Zhilan Yushu, which is enviable.
Zheng Dongqing brought her husband to the scene and hugged her father and a group of younger siblings.
Her pearly white evening gown was like a ray of elegant moonlight.
The family was bustling and snapping together for photos under the flashing lights of reporters.
Zheng Bingyi was pleased.
In the afternoon, there will be a press conference for the media, and the banquet and charity auction will continue from the evening into the evening.
There was a steady stream of guests, and the reception was a tiring job.
Chen Wengang stood at the door and saw many familiar faces - the side relatives of the Zheng family, he basically recognized them, and remembered everyone's name and generation. He has also seen most of the children of the Shijiao family, especially Zheng Yucheng's familiar classmates and friends.
In the earliest days, for him, every occasion like this was a big test.
He will be nervous, afraid of making jokes, afraid of not remembering people, afraid of losing Zheng Bingyi's face.
At that time, Zheng Yucheng would try to stand close to him as much as possible, secretly reminding him in his ear, as if he was a savior for him.
Now he speaks well and copes with ease, and does not show timidity in front of any familiar or stranger.
The time was almost up, and most of the important guests had already entered the infield.
The last few waves of guests visited, and Chen Wengang quietly checked the list.
There was another commotion at the entrance of Leng Buding, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Huo Niansheng through the crowd.
Huo Niansheng did not bring other female companions, Aanda pulled her hair in a high bun and held the boss's arm in a measured manner to accompany the attendance.
However, he was surrounded by a group of fox friends and dog friends, Chen Wengang didn't have a chance to catch up, and everyone had already entered the infield with laughter and words.
The Zheng family had already gone in, and no one noticed Chen Wengang.
The banquet hall opened up three venues, with a dance floor, a band, cold food off the stage, and singers singing on the stage.
Guests gathered, full of friends.
Chen Wengang avoided wine and brought a glass of pear juice pretending to be champagne. Fortunately, no one cares.
By this time, he was idle, because no one had come to talk to him.
On this occasion, if you use colored glasses to divide people into three, six, nine and so on, he is undoubtedly still the bottom ring.
At the Zheng family banquet, the most eye-catching ones are always Zheng Yucheng and Zheng Maoxun, and Zheng Baoqiu has been surrounded by more and more bee butterflies in the past two years. No matter how cold Mu Qing is, at least he is Zheng Bingyi's serious nephew, and only Chen Wengang is the most unprofitable.
Like Yu Shanding, the driver's son is an indelible brand on his body.
But it's not something that requires low self-esteem, it's just boring.
Zheng Maoxun suddenly came over and smashed Chen Wengang: "Look at your direction at ten o'clock." β
Chen Wengang has seen it a long time ago.
His direction at ten o'clock was He Wanxin, who was like a red dress, and she stuck to Zheng Yucheng as soon as she came.
The two of them were surrounded by stars and moons, and it was difficult to ignore them, and many people next to them shouted "sister-in-law".
Some people didn't know, and some people did it on purpose, glancing at Chen Wengang with seemingly innocent eyes.
He Wanxin's face was pale.
Again, it's a boring thing.
Chen Wengang patted Zheng Maoxun on the shoulder, turned around and walked away with the cup.
Zheng Yucheng is like a man on his back at this moment.
The occasion was special, and in full view of everyone, he was not allowed to make any faux pas. He Wanxin stuck it on him like a kraft candy, and he couldn't turn his face over, and he couldn't shake it off. He looked around, searching for Chen Wengang's location, but only saw a departing back.
Heavy clothes and fragrant sideburns obscured his vision.
After pulling for a long time, Zheng Yucheng finally reluctantly got out under the pretext of preparing a speech.
As soon as Zheng Yucheng left, the friends who were coaxing also dispersed, and they lost their fun, so they went to chat elsewhere.
He Wanxin raised her chin, looked around and walked to the corner.
She motioned with her chin, "Go, bring me a drink." β
Chen Wengang looked at her unchanged and called "Miss He".
He had already taken the initiative to avoid it, and He Wanxin hadn't forgotten to find a demonstration, but fortunately, this time Zheng Baoqiu was not far away, turned his head, and came over to defend his own people: "What's wrong?" Want wine? Then you call the waiter, it's not that you don't have a long mouth. β
She beckoned, the diamond bracelet on her wrist glistening.
The waiter who passed by immediately came over with a tray.
He Wanxin took a cup and said arrogantly: "It turned out that I was mistaken, and I thought that the pestle serving the wine was lazy here." β
Zheng Baoqiu sneered: "Then you may not have good eyes." My doctor is good, would you like to give you your contact information? β
He Wanxin glared at her, and suddenly sneered.
She looked at Chen Wengang: "It turns out that you not only rely on men to protect you, but also like to hide behind women." β
Chen Wengang still kept smiling, and Zheng Baoqiu's face was already as cold as ice.
But there is no need to make a big fuss here, Chen Wengang bowed slightly: "I'll go over there first." β
"What are you going to do?" He Wan's heart was sarcastic and prickly, "The soft-footed shrimp was poked and hurt its feet, and its heart is weak?" β
Without waiting for Chen Wengang to turn around, a hand firmly grabbed his shoulder.
Huo Niansheng smiled and asked, "What are you talking about, so lively?" β
Zheng Baoqiu's face turned slightly pale, and he shouted "cousin".
Her gaze fell on the hand on Chen Wengang's shoulder, and her eyelashes flickered twice like a small fan, and she stopped talking.
Huo Niansheng hugged Chen Wengang, as if he was a very close friend, and asked He Wanxin: "Why didn't your brother He Jiajun come?" I heard that he beat someone in a restaurant a while ago, is he being punished at home? β
He Wanxin said coldly: "Is the gossip also serious? Huo Gongzi, if you don't understand, just speak, for fear not to be laughed at. β
Zheng Baoqiu frowned: "Are you still finished?" β
"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at talking, everyone else is used to it." Huo Niansheng said, "I especially admire the Zheng family at this point, with a good family style and culture. Everyone's family background is similar, but not everyone has a parenting. Miss Ho, do you say? β
He Wanxin glared at him angrily, and before he could say anything more, the sound of the microphone attracted the attention of the audience.
In the next session, Zheng Yucheng will take the stage to preside, and then invite Chairman Zheng Bingyi to deliver a speech.
Naturally, He Wanxin would not miss it, she glanced at Huo Niansheng again, snorted and turned to the front row.
Huo Niansheng was still smiling, but Chen Wengang didn't have time to stay longer, he glanced at Huo Niansheng deeply, thanked him in a low voice, and said apologetically "Less accompaniment", and went with Zheng Baoqiu to help arrange VIP seats.
Huo Niansheng watched his thin back pass through the crowd, smiled, took a glass of wine and walked away.
The whole process went smoothly. Zheng Bingyi reviewed the ups and downs of the Zheng family in the past 120 years, as well as his own achievements in half his life.
Zheng Yucheng is heroic and makes a perfect appearance, and tomorrow's newspaper headline can probably be titled "No Dogs in Humen".
After Zheng Bingyi finished speaking, the audience burst into appropriate applause.
There are no other arrangements until the charity auction.
Chen Wengang didn't want to be seen by He Wanxin again, so he hid on the balcony this time, but Zheng Maoxun also came as if he smelled it.
He also brought a friend of the same age.
"This is my classmate, Qi Tongzhou." Zheng Maoxun winked at Chen Wengang, "Remember?" I gave you your contact information. β
"Hello." Chen Wengang first felt familiar, and immediately remembered, he stretched out his right hand, "Chen Wengang." β
"Ah...... Hello. Qi Tongzhou was originally dragged over without much distraction, and when he looked at him, he bumped into his eyes, and suddenly forgot how to speak, "My surname is Qi, no, I mean, oh, we have friends." β
When was it introduced-why didn't any of those decrepit boys remind him that he was a big beauty?
"I'm too busy, I didn't bother to talk, I'm sorry." Chen Wengang was still smiling and twitched his hand back.
Qi Tongzhou found that he was still holding someone, and hurriedly let go of his hand: "No, no, I'm embarrassed." β
"You just added a friend for nothing?" Zheng Maoxun turned Chen Wengang around, "You can't do it." β
"My problem, my problem!" Qi Tongzhou hurriedly denied it, but he was stuck, "I'm ......"
What is it?
Qi Tongzhou was dazzled by the beauty and his brain, and he couldn't catch up with the words for a while.
All he had left was to shoot a hammer at his own head.
It's a shame to throw it to grandma's house.
Just before he came, he scoffed - after the end of his last relationship, his former classmates decided that he was immersed in the gloom of a broken love, and he didn't know who had a bad idea, saying that the best way to treat heartache is to start a new relationship.
As a result, for a while, Qi Tongzhou was bombed by his friends in turn.
He was annoyed, so he simply didn't refuse, and when he received a contact information, he applied for it, and he blocked it after adding it.
There are N strangers who have never even heard of it lying in the list.
Qi Tongzhou didn't believe in any nonsense about love at first sight before.
Now he believes.
Qi Tongzhou almost didn't know what kind of lame reason he had found to slip away.
He hid in the bathroom cubicle, flipped through his mobile phone for a long time, found a contact, and crackled the output:
"Why didn't you bring a photo with me beforehand?"
The other party was confused, but after listening to the reason, he had no sympathy and almost burst into laughter.
"Oh, you said that, Mao Xun didn't give me a picture. Besides, you've added friends, won't you want it yourself? β
"I'm done." Qi Tongzhou muttered, "I just met a real person." β
"Wouldn't that be nice?"
"Okay, you're big, now how do I explain it, is it feasible to say that the number has been stolen?"
"Hey, I didn't see each other and let people aside, and when I saw it, I threw myself up, and I was interested."
"I know, I'm really a superficial person." Qi Tongzhou didn't have the mood to rap, "But it's not a matter of lust, you don't understand, he really is, not only good-looking, mainly a matter of temperament, decent and gentle......"
"Why don't you understand? There is a fairy spirit, but you left people dry for ten days and half a month and ignore them. β
ββ¦β¦β
"Will I just introduce you to the next one?"
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Qi Tongzhou called up the chat interface, thought for a long time, and first changed his nickname to the three words "Qi Tongzhou".
Then start editing the conversation.
Chen Wengang's mobile phone shook, he was still holding wine in one hand, took out his mobile phone, and looked down.
Seeing that it was Qi Tongzhou who sent him a message: "That, hello." β
And then immediately withdrawn.
Then Qi Tongzhou sent a cartoon rabbit emoji of shaking hands.
Then it was withdrawn again.
Then I fell into a long "under editing" and didn't send it again for a long time.
Chen Wengang smiled and didn't care.
People who stand out are rarely unaware of their appearance advantages. When I was in school, love letters were collected and admiration came one after another, which has long been a habitual thing. The more preferential treatment you receive, it's easy for people to lose themselves and think they're great.
Until you have ruined your appearance once, and then completely lost all this, you will understand what it means to be in the hot and cold world.
Chen Wengang didn't put away his phone immediately, and called Zheng Maoxun behind the curtain of the floor-to-ceiling window.
"If you really want to return the favor, can you do me a favor?"
"What?"
He called up the electronic version of the charity auction catalogue: "I want you to help me auction something." β
The collection on that page is an antique enamel pocket watch, which is romantically described in the text as a love watch.
The dial is made of gold, set with a circle of fine pearls, depicting the scene of Romeo and Juliet's secret meeting, which is bright and delicate, but it is not worth a few dollars when it is sandwiched between the collections donated by various institutions and individual collectors.
There is also a Colombian emerald watch in the back, which is much more eye-catching in terms of watchmaking and gemstone design.
This kind of colorful gadget is almost the same as Zheng Baoqiu will like it.
Zheng Maoxun asked suspiciously: "You let me help you shoot?" Can't you just shoot it yourself? β
Chen Wengang said: "I'm afraid that some people will look down on me for being poor and sour, and when they see that I want to buy, they will deliberately raise the price." β
Zheng Maoxun paused, it's not impossible, it's a common prank for boring sons to grab things from each other.
Chen Wengang himself laughed: "It's also a fact, my budget is at most 100,000, and I will give up if I exceed this number." β
"Why don't you ask Zheng Baoqiu?"
"She's a girl, she took this love table and gave it to me for others to see, what if she gossips?"
"Am I not going to have a reputation?" Zheng Maoxun shouted, "You didn't think you were still a gay man!" β
Chen Wengang covered his mouth, Zheng Maoxun was also startled, and quietly probed to take a look, but fortunately he didn't attract the attention of others.
"Okay, don't tease you, I originally asked Baoqiu." Chen Wengang said, "But you weren't there just now, she gave me a help and scolded He Wanxin a few words, and now she raised the card He Wanxin is probably going to raise the price." If it's not convenient for you, don't force it. β
Zheng Maoxun was aroused: "You tell me why you want to shoot this thing first?" β
"I remember my father giving my mother a pocket watch like this. β
In fact, his impression of his mother has long been very vague, but he remembers that his father put things in a velvet box, and sometimes took them out to look at them, saying that they were given to his mother when he was married, and now he will keep them first, and then give them to him later.
"Since it's a relic, why isn't it in your hands?" Zheng Maoxun was even more puzzled when he heard it.
"After my father died, my uncle took a lot of valuable things for safekeeping. Of course, it's not much value to you. It's just some philatelic albums, commemorative coins, and so on. I always agreed when I was younger, and later he told me I lost it. β
Chen Wengang rarely talked about himself before, but this is the first time Zheng Maoxun has heard of it.
"A while ago, lawyer Cao helped me to liquidate, and all these things on the list were not complete, and he lost some money at a discount. So it must be really gone. Maybe I found a collector a few years ago and secretly sold it. β
Zheng Maoxun was silent for a rare moment: "Okay, I'll help you get it back." β
Chen Wengang is actually more open than he imagined: "You try it, there is no fate and no force." It's just a bit like what I remember, and I'm not sure if it's the original one. Objects are just objects, just a memory. β
Zheng Maoxun's stubbornness came up again: "Less nonsense." I said I could help you get it. β
Chen Wengang saw his strength, and suddenly worried that he would auction a sky-high price again: "Don't exaggerate too much." β
This auction has already been experienced once in his previous life, and that time Chen Wengang asked Zheng Yucheng to help raise the card.
As a result, Huo Niansheng didn't know what kind of nerves he was guilty of, so he had to work against Zheng Yucheng, and there were other fun people who helped to muddy the water and raise an unreasonably high price, so Chen Wengang held Zheng Yucheng down and gave up.
I don't remember which Xiao Kai took this love watch in the end.
Chen Wengang had no choice but to miss it.
He is really not attached, objects are just objects, the deceased have long since passed away, but the living leave a memorial for themselves.
After wandering around the venue for about an hour, the auction began.
The hotel staff rearranged the venue, and there were round tables in the hall, and all guests chose their own seats.
Chen Wengang was at a table with Zheng Baoqiu and Zheng Maoxun, and Qi Tongzhou sat with them in the name of his classmates.
The first few items of the collection are not warm-up, and the finale is to be in the back row, so it is tepid, and only sporadically people raise signs.
The pocket watch that Chen Wengang wants belongs to these atmosphere groups, which is cheap, with a starting price of only 20,000 yuan, and an increase of 5,000 each time.
The host announced the start, Zheng Maoxun calmed down, and waited for ten seconds for no one to respond, before slowly raising the sign.
After lifting it up a few times, it was raised to more than 50,000, and no one was interested.
The main photographer announced: "Fifty-five thousand once-fifty-five two-"
He finally asked, "Does anyone else want to make another bid?" β
Zheng Baoqiu leaned into Chen Wengang's ear and whispered: "Just tell you not to worry, it's stable." β
Unexpectedly, He Wanxin glanced in their direction and suddenly spoke: "Sixty thousand." β
Zheng Baoqiu frowned, and Chen Wengang comforted her with his eyes, signaling that it didn't matter.
Zheng Maoxun, who was slapped by his sister under the table, continued to hold up the card: "Sixty-five thousand." β
He Wanxin said: "Seventy thousand." β
Chen Wengang sighed.
Where is Zheng Maoxun who is willing to admit defeat, and the two of them will add 55,000 to the top.
With Chen Wengang's entrustment, Zheng Maoxun was still restrained and tried his best to keep the price down, but He Wanxin clearly held on to it, and his eyes at their table were full of malice, and for a while, the voices of the two young people in the banquet hall rose one after another.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a bar.
When he reached the 100,000 line, Chen Wengang pulled Zheng Maoxun's sleeve and shook his head at him secretly.
However, when did Zheng Maoxun suffer such grievances, it was a big deal for him to pay this money: "150,000!" β
He Wanxin still said coldly: "155,000." β
Zheng Maoxun bit his cheek and glared at her: "Two hundred thousand." β
He Wanxin said: "Two hundred and five thousand." β
Qi Tongzhou, who didn't know why, cautiously followed and shouted "two hundred and one thousand".
However, when he received the male god's signal not to make a mess, he immediately closed his mouth tightly.
Seeing that the battle between Zheng Ergongzi and Miss He was escalating, another sudden voice interjected: "Two hundred and fifty thousand." β
It was Zheng Yucheng who spoke.
At the same time, a message was sent out: "This is what my younger brothers and sisters want, give me face, don't make trouble." β
The details of the lot are clearly displayed on the large screen with a 360Β° view, and no matter how beautiful it is, it is just an ordinary antique watch.
The main photographer is experienced, unfazed, and patiently waits for them to continue.
He Wanxin saw the news, looked at Zheng Yucheng with resentment, and insisted on bidding: "Two hundred and fifty-five thousand." β
At this time, Zheng Maoxun was also a little moved, and slapped the table: "300,000!" β
He Wanxin was unrelenting, and confronted him-for-tat: "35,000." β
Although I don't know why a few descendants started fighting, it's very interesting to watch the play.
Only Zheng Bingyi, who was sitting on the rostrum, had a somewhat uneasy face, two of them were his sons, and it was tantamount to messing around at this time. There are also old friends around him who are secretly asking him what happened.
At this moment, another sign was raised in the crowd -
"A million."
The audience was in an uproar, and all eyes were focused on the person holding the card.
"How many of you are grinding?" Huo Niansheng sneered, his eyes looked like a joke, "Otherwise, just do it, or don't learn from adults to play auctions." Children, when are you going to shoot ants on the tree? β