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Chapter 19 The Benefactor

When Fang Qiming got home, he saw his old man talking about something in the front hall, so he wanted to go around and go back to the house, but the old man called him over.

"Qiming, come quickly, let your Uncle Li take a good look." Fang Linye waved his hand, and the other party Qiming said, "Hurry up and say hello to your Uncle Li."

"Hello, Uncle Li." Fang Qiming replied flatly.

Uncle Li looked Fang Qiming up and down, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, he has really grown up. When I first met him, he was just a little bean sprout, but now he is so big."

"Hahaha, that's right, the children are growing fast, and they are all as tall as bamboo poles now." Fang Linyeying said co-authored.

Fang Qimin sat on the side, seeing the two chatting each other was a little boring, he wanted to ask to leave several times, but the old man gave him a look.

After Mr. Li left, Fang Linye withdrew his smile and returned to his original serious look. Fang Qiming reprimanded him and said, "What did you look like just now? Don't you know how to treat guests at such an adult? Didn't your husband taught you?"

Fang Qiming glanced at Fang Linye and said casually: "I'm sorry father, Mr. has only taught me the Four Books and Five Classics, but I really haven't taught this much."

"You! You bastard!" Fang Linye slapped the table hard angrily.

Seeing that the old man didn't say a word, Fang Qiming got angry again, straightened his clothes and said, "Father, calm down, I'll go first, don't get angry."

Just as he was about to lift his foot to leave, Fang Linye stopped him: "Come back here."

Fang Qiming stepped back and sat back in his seat.

Seeing Fang Qiming's foolishness, Fang Linye was really angry. He took a sip of the tea on the table and felt a little better. I want to let your elder brother go, but he has recently been disturbed by things in the factory, and your second brother is still on a business trip, so you can discuss this business this time."

"What? No one at home uses it, so you think of me?"

"you!"

Seeing that the old man was about to get angry again, Fang Qiming quickly said: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll go, I'll go. You've always been angry and easy to grow gray hair. Your fourth aunt is still angry when she sees your white hair. Will I have sex with you?" After speaking, seeing that Fang Linye was about to pick up a stick and beat him, he quickly slipped out and closed the door tightly.

Fang Linye looked at the closed door and sighed deeply.

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The road in the morning is very lively.From time to time, whistles, hawking, and noisy conversations can be heard outside the car window. .

Zhong Chengyi stopped the car at the gate of the police station and walked in.

"Master, you are here, please come inside." The person at the gate of the patrol station hurriedly greeted.

In the office of the patrol station in the morning, some people were busy eating breakfast, while others were stretching their legs to catch up on sleep, and it was extremely noisy for a while.

The door outside was opened, and everyone fell silent as soon as they saw Zhong Chengyi.

Zhong Chengyi looked around indifferently, saw that Zhang San was still sleeping, and said to another police officer: "You, wait a moment and let Zhang San come to find me."

"Okay, Grandpa!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Zhong Chengyi leave. The police officer hurriedly called Zhang San up after hearing the instructions just now, and said, "Third brother, third brother, wake up, Master Zhong has something to look for you."

"Damn it, why didn't you call me earlier!" Zhang San hurriedly stood up when he heard the word "Master Zhong", dressed himself and ran out.

"It's early enough for me." The little policeman muttered silently.

In the office, Bureau Huang was talking with Zhong Chengyi.After a while, the door of the office was pushed open by Zhang San: "Master, are you looking for me?"

Zhong Chengyi nodded and said, "The last time I asked you to investigate Jiang Xiaofeng and Miao Shang'er, how did it go?"

"Some progress has been made." Zhang San said, "Jiang Xiaofeng's family originally lived in the same village as Wu Changxu, and the relationship between the two mothers was very good, but later Wu Changxu and his mother both moved to Shanghai, and they have lost contact since then."

"Later, after Jiang Xiaofeng's mother died, her father went to gamble again, and the family had no money, so he wanted to sell the daughter to Yixiangyuan, but Jiang Xiaofeng ran away, and then met Wu Changxu's mother and married Wu Changxu. "

Zhang San sighed and said: "But this woman is really pitiful and hateful. Later, I asked some former maids of the Wu family, and they said that although Wu Changxu married Jiang Xiaofeng, it was because Jiang Xiaofeng was pregnant. I didn't go there, and I haven't touched the family after marrying for so many years, and after Zhao Shuchen died, Wu Changxu didn't even return home very often."

Zhong Chengyi nodded and asked, "What about Miao Shang'er? Did you find anything?"

Zhang San frowned and said: "Miao Shang'er's family is not good either. She was poor since she was a child, her father passed away very early, and her grandmother was in poor health. The family couldn't support her, so they lost her. Later, he went to the Drunken Fragrance House and made a living by selling himself."

Zhang San paused and continued: "General, I also found out one thing that may have something to do with Wu Changxu's suicide."

Zhong Chengyi glanced at Zhang San, and after a few seconds of silence, motioned for him to continue.

"I went to check a former customer of Miao Shang'er, and the person said that he always asked for Miao Shang'er when he went to Zuixiangyuan. He went back late every time, but every time he could see the entrance of Zuixiangyuan There was always a man standing looking at Miao Shanger, but he didn't come forward, he said..."

"That man is Wu Changxu."

"And what a coincidence, on the roof of the building where Wu Changxu committed suicide, you can see Zuixiang Building when you look forward."

"The room that is directly opposite and can be seen most clearly is the room where Miao Shang'er usually receives guests!"

Zhong Chengyi's eyes darkened, and without answering, he asked, "Where are the graves of Wu Changxu and Zhao Shuchen?"

"Oh, both of their cemeteries are on the bank of the West River."

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Sitting in the car, Zhong Chengyi took out a black and white photo from his clothes, half of which was torn to pieces. .

"Can I borrow this photo? I'll find someone to return it to you when the case is over." Zhong Chengyi asked.

Qian Yi hesitated for a while, then smiled and said, "I'll give you this photo. You don't have to return it. I've been gone for so many years, so I should let it go."

Zhong Chengyi looked at the woman in the photo, his thoughts wandering. .

"You keep the money, you don't have to pay it back." Zhao Shuchen looked at the little boy tenderly and said. .

. . .

The woman in my memory is the same as the person in the photo, she is very beautiful and her tone is very gentle.

Just like my own mother. . .

"General, we are here." Lieutenant Li said.

Zhong Chengyi got out of the car, looked at the field of wild flowers in front of him, walked in, and stood in front of two tombstones.

A stone tablet is engraved with "The Tomb of Beloved Wife Zhao Shuchen", and the small characters on the left are engraved with "Meeting again in the depths of Qulan, weeping and trembling together. The two should be the same after the desolate farewell, and the most unbearable resentment is in Yuemingzhong. Half my life has been spent in solitary sleep, and the sandalwood on the mountain pillow is full of scars. What is the most ecstasy when I recall it, the first folding technique to draw a skirt."

The other piece is engraved with only the words "Tomb of Loving Father Wu Changxu".

Zhong Chengyi looked at the two tombstones, bowed deeply three times, and after a moment of silence, he said to Adjutant Li: "Let's go."

"General, is it the patrol police station? Or..." Lieutenant Li asked.

Zhong Chengyi looked at the time on his pocket watch and said, "Go to school, it's almost time to pick up people."

Lieutenant Li raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, General."

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In a certain room of Chengtian Restaurant.

"Master Fang, hello." A foreigner in a suit and tie, with a gentlemanly smile on his face, stretched out his hand to Fang Qiming.

"Hello, Mr. Kennett." Fang Qiming also extended his hand, and after the two shook hands, he pointed to the dishes on the table, "I specially ordered a lot of our local delicacies, I hope Mr. Kennett will like them .”

Kennett looked at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, when I first arrived in Shanghai Beach a few days ago, I heard people say how delicious and beautiful the food in Shanghai Beach is. This is really the case, I am very grateful to Master Fang for his kindness."

The two sat down after talking. Kennett remembered something as soon as he sat down, and hurriedly said: "Sorry, Master Fang, I actually made an appointment with a friend to talk about things today, but the time coincided, so I called He came together, I wonder if Young Master Fang minds?"

"Haha, everyone here is a guest, of course I don't mind." Fang Qiming said with a smile, pointing to one of the dishes, "Mr. Kennett, this is our special local dish, called Xiaolongbao, it's delicious , come and taste it."

"Yeah! Looks like I'm going to have a good taste." Kennett put one into the bowl, took a bite, and said in surprise, "Wow, it's amazing, there's soup in it, so fresh, It’s delicious! When I go back, I must find an oriental chef to cook at home, it’s really delicious!”

"As long as Mr. Kennet likes it." Fang Qiming replied.

"Boom, boom, boom." Shen Fu knocked on the door and said, "Sorry to bother you."

Seeing his friend coming, Mr. Kennett quickly stood up and said, "Shen, you are finally here."

"Master Fang, this is the friend I told you about. His name is Shen Fu. His family is also in the silk business. You two can have a good chat." Kennett introduced to Fang Qiming.

Fang Qiming was a little surprised when he saw that the friend Kennett mentioned was Shen Fu. He was really an "enemy" and the road was narrow. He curled his lips, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Shen, hello, my name is Fang Qiming."

Shen Fu glanced at Fang Qiming, frowned, and stretched out a slender white hand and said, "Mr. Fang, hello."

Seeing the person pretending not to know him, Fang Qiming raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to sit down.

After the three sat down, Kennett said: "Master Fang, in fact, your father told me about the fabric production earlier, and I also promised that your father would provide raw materials, but I am really sorry, because some Due to uncontrollable factors, the supply of raw materials can only be provided to Mr. Shen's family, so I am really sorry for this matter."

Hearing this answer, Fang Qiming thought for a while and said: "It's okay, there are many uncontrollable factors in doing business, so Mr. Kennett doesn't have to worry about it. Since you, Mr. Kennett, can't provide us with raw materials, then I think I can cooperate with Mr. Shen, after all, it is said that Mr. Shen’s family only makes silk, but our factory can also make other rough linen besides silk.”

Fang Qiming glanced at Shen Fu and said, "I just don't know if Mr. Shen is willing."

Shen Fu glanced at Fang Qiming indifferently and said: "This matter still depends on my father."

Fang Qiming raised his eyebrows and said: "It seems that there is still hope, so thank you Mr. Shen first." After speaking, he picked up the wine bowl, touched the wine bowl Shen Fu put on the table, and then finished.

This person is really talking to himself, and I haven't agreed yet. . .

After Shen Fu took a deep breath, he also picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

It was already late when the three of them came out of the restaurant.

Mr. Kennett said happily: "Thank you very much, Mr. Shen, for your hospitality today. I like your food very much. It is a pity that I did not do business with you this time. I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate next time."

Fang Qiming smiled and said, "There will definitely be, Mr. Kennett."

After Kennett got in the car and left, Fang Qiming looked at Shen Fu who was blushing and said, "Thank you, Mr. Shen, I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

Shen Fu frowned and said, "My father hasn't agreed yet."

Fang Qiming stepped forward and said, "I will definitely."

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