If the Zhao family in Handong is mentioned, everyone will think of Zhao Lichun, who is now a deputy state-level cadre.

If Zhao Lichun's children are mentioned, the first thing that comes to everyone's mind will be Zhao Ruilong.

Zhao Lichun has two sons and one daughter.

The eldest son, Zhao Sifang, was born in the military, and later retired from the army and went to the sea to do business. It is rumored that because of his discharge from the army, Zhao Sifang fell out with his family, and he hardly had much contact, and now he runs a transportation company, which is tepid.

The second woman, Zhao Tingfang, works in the government, is a deputy chief clerk, and she is well paid for her work, and this is the end of her life!

The third son, Zhao Ruilong, in the eyes of outsiders, is the most outstanding of the three brothers and sisters of the Zhao family, and has created a huge real estate development company, Shanshui Group.

But who knows that the real protector of the Zhao family is Zhao Sifang?

Just three minutes after Zhao Ruilong hung up the phone, several men with lean bodies and dressed as social elites boarded a private plane from Dongying to Xiangjiang.

The model of this private jet is the Bombardier BD-700 and is worth $45 million.

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There is an aspen tree in front of the office building of Sanjing Pharmaceutical Company, and this poplar tree is quite legendary in the surrounding area.

Originally, there were two poplar trees here, but now this one has survived.

At first, both aspen trees stretched straight, but suddenly one day one of them bent, and the branches stretched out to the other, pressing on the other aspen tree, and the sunlight and rain that belonged to the other aspen tree were robbed by the bent aspen tree. As time passed, the bent branch grew thicker and thicker, and the leaves grew older and thicker, and the straight-growing aspen tree seemed to be stunted compared to it.

Eventually, the straight poplar tree died, and only the crooked aspen still grew.

In the open space in front of the huge building, only the crooked poplar trees are waving in the wind, and the scenery is infinite.

The aspen tree was crooked in the direction of the building, and finally one day it touched the building, and someone came to prune the branches, and the bent poplar tree continued to grow.

But it grew too fast and too unrestrained, and the man who planted him didn't want it like this, and was ready to cut it down.

One sunny day before the tree planters were about to start, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck the crooked branches.

There was a "click", and the long crooked part fell to the ground.

The part that was struck by the lightning was charred black and never sprouted, but it survived because it would no longer destroy the building.

Nowadays, it is spread out in other directions, which can provide shelter from the wind and rain, and can also make a landscape.

Du Bozhong liked this poplar tree very much, and when he rented this expensive office building, this poplar tree accounted for the vast majority of the factor.

Du Bozhong is very happy now, he has a wife who is not beautiful, and a woman who sticks to him, and he is glad that he also has the ability to shelter his wife and daughter.

But Du Bozhong never mentioned returning to the mainland, because there was a trace of worry in his heart.

"You know too much. Many nights, Du Bozhong was awakened by this cold male voice in his dream.

According to logic, the Zhao family takes both black and white, no one dares to object, and even if there is, it has long been strangled in the cradle, and almost no one knows about the past between him and the Zhao family, unless the Zhao family offends someone who can't afford to be provoked, and uses a lot of resources to investigate.

Then he is in charge, but he will never be restrained, because he is no longer alone!

He had already thought of a countermeasure, if God was about to punish him, he didn't want to affect his wife and daughter, just let him atone for his sins alone.

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In the morning, as usual, Du Bozhong and his wife hugged each other gently, and then went to work.

"Mr. Du, there are guests waiting for you in the office!" The little girl at the front desk pointed in the direction of the office, her face was flushed, and her eyes were a little confused.

"Guest?" Du Bozhong frowned, he looked at his watch, it was only seven o'clock.

Du Bozhong walked to his office with a puzzled face, he thought that today was strange, was it because of the guests who came to visit at seven o'clock in the morning?

As soon as he opened the office door, Du Bozhong's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, and the instinct of his body told him to flee from here immediately.

Two men with strong figures, javelins generally stand on both sides of the reception sofa, decent black suits lining the figure more and more erect, the face is very clean, the hair is combed close to the scalp, a social elite dress, but there is no common social elite style, confident to arrogant temperament, theirs is calm, there is no trace of emotional change in the eyes, like a robot, the lines on the face are as cold as a stone.

These were not the focus of Du Bozhong's attention, it was the man sitting on the sofa who really made his heart tremble.

The man was dressed in a silver-white suit, and the surface of the suit looked smooth, as if a layer of glowing liquid was covering the surface of the clothes. But a suit with a lot of money is not the most eye-catching thing for men. The man looks very thin, a slim version of the suit is also a little loose on his body, the long limbs are terrible, and the most important thing is that the face that makes women jealous and makes men feel excited, with delicate facial features, smooth and delicate skin, full of luster, and a pair of naturally smiling eyes, it looks like a young and invincible beautiful boy who has just entered the society from a happy and sunny family.

At this moment, this youthful and invincible beautiful boy is looking at Du Bozhong with a smile, and the smile of the beautiful boy is like the sunshine of October.

But what Du Bozhong felt was not warmth, only endless chill, and despite his best efforts to control it, he couldn't help but tremble.

Just as writing poetry requires inspiration, nightmares also need a source in reality, and so far, the source of most of Du Bozhong's nightmares is the man in front of him.

The Zhao family's black and white is one of the secrets that Du Bozhong knows.

When Zhao Ruilong started a business and the company was first established, an invincible beautiful boy suddenly parachuted in, as if he had just come out of his home as an adult, but as soon as he came, he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Zhao Ruilong, and his rights were equal to Zhao Ruilong.

It is said that when they were young, there was a tradition of the ethnic minorities, that is, pork was thrown into the river, in honor of the old people who voluntarily threw themselves into the river in order to save food.

After the boy came, the opponents who the company had been unable to corrupt with money and beauty disappeared one after another inexplicably.

Until one day, Du Bozhong and the boy hired a boat to the center of the river to put pork in the middle of the river, as usual.

In order to pass the time on the boat, they set up a table of appetizers as usual, the boy loves to eat the pig's heart, Du Bozhong was extremely disgusted with the internal organs of animals, once saw the young man eat with relish, he couldn't help but taste it, and since then it has been out of control, and he feels that the meat is dense and chewy!

On that day, as long as Du Bozhong remembered it, he would have nightmares at night.

The heirloom who was supporting them that day accidentally knocked over the snakeskin bag containing the pork, and the meat fell out of the bag, and few people except the teenager were stunned at the time. Among the meat that fell out of the bag, there was a person's **, which was stained with blood, thinking of a female competitor who had recently disappeared, Du Bozhong instantly understood, what kind of pork are these cut into pieces, they are clearly human flesh!

When everyone froze, the young man was still eating by himself, with an expression of enjoyment, everyone was trembling, and the shaking amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, and finally someone couldn't help it, the boatman who was holding the boat turned around and was about to throw himself into the river, at that moment the boy moved, and waved his hand in the direction of the boatman's house, and everyone saw that a chopstick was inserted in the back of the boatman's head.

At that time, the young man was like this, with a sunny smile on his face, walked to the side of the boatman, and pulled out the chopsticks, and then Du Bozhong and others were horrified to see that the young man stretched out his tongue and licked the chopsticks, smacked his lips, and then frowned, like a young man who had failed to confess: "The brain of a stupid person is unpalatable!"

Then the young man looked at Du Bozhong with a smile, stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth: "You are all smart people, your brain should taste good, is there anyone who contributed it for everyone to taste?"

Du Bozhong and the others hurriedly shook their heads.

The young man seemed a little disappointed, but then he smiled and looked at the boatman: "For a person of this age, the heart should be the most delicious, not too tender, not too old, let's try it together!"

Soon, there was a plate of heart-wrenching pieces cut into countless pieces, almost the same size.

"Eat. The boy smiled expectantly, like a child waiting for his parents' praise.

Du Bozhong knows that eating this plate of people's hearts is a family!

Du Bozhong picked up the chopsticks and ate the first one, the human heart was very delicious, compared with the fried pork heart he had eaten before, but the more delicious it was, the more disgusting he felt.

One of them never touched his chopsticks, and then he had an extra chopstick on his head.

"You've eaten so many times, don't you always rush to eat each time?" asked the boy with a grin.

It turns out that the pig heart they have always said is delicious, and it turned out to be ......

Later, Du Bozhong learned that the young man's name was Bai Shaojun, and he was sent by Zhao Ruilong's eldest brother to help.

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The scenes of the past appeared in Du Bozhong's mind again, and he couldn't hold back for a while, and the breakfast that his wife cooked for him in the morning suddenly vomited.

"I didn't expect General Manager Du to be so interesting! When the old people met, they greeted each other in a vomiting way, chic, really chic!" Bai Shaojun, who still looked like a teenager back then, puffed up his palms as if appreciative, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Haha, I understand, Mr. Du is still so interesting! I know that our nation is hungry all year round, and some people don't even know what pork tastes like all their lives, so they spit out what they eat in the morning! I see! There are eggs, milk, and bread, and wow, this meat puree is beef!" Wow! Mr. Zhao is really well-intentioned, he hasn't let me miss you in vain all these years!"

Just like his appearance, Bai Shaojun's voice is also full of vitality, which makes people can't help but be infected and become happy.

And Du Bozhong only felt endless coldness.

"I'm just a person who has gone away to beg for food, that's it, I have no power or power, you, what are you looking for me?" Du Bozhong forced himself to calm down, speaking very slowly, like a child who had just started reading, reading out the words one by one, he was afraid that the stammering words would expose his fear, and he tried his best to take the initiative.