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Chapter 4

Outside a certain box of Chengtian Restaurant, a middle-aged man in a navy blue Chinese tunic suit and glasses with thin frames was walking upstairs in a hurry. When he pushed open the door of the box, he saw Zhong Chengyi sitting on a chair with a hand held between his fingertips. An unburned cigarette butt, looking out the window.

"General Zhong, I'm really sorry, my youngest son just came back from overseas a few days ago, and I happened to invite some friends at home today, so I was delayed for a while, sorry, sorry." Cheng Tianyou hurried forward to apologize

"It's nothing. Of course, there are sons and daughters in President Cheng's family, so he has to be busy." Zhong Chengyi stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, stepped forward and said politely, "It's not like I am alone."

"Hahaha, the general is also modest. With the general's appearance, which woman in Shanghai would not want to marry you." Cheng Tianyou said as he sat down with Zhong Chengyi.

A thin figure appeared in Zhong Chengyi's mind, he smiled and said, "I heard that President Cheng is doing business with foreigners recently?"

"Hey, it's not really a business, it's just investing in some shops with foreigners. Isn't it because of the war a few years ago, the financial crisis of the major banks, and everyone is complaining, and now they have to increase taxes. Life is also difficult." Cheng Tianyou complained distressedly.

"That's right, but I heard that it seems that the chief executive has made a lot of money in investing in shops."

"Hahaha, no, no, General Zhong was joking. We are also trying to support our family. After all, the risk ratio of this investment is still quite high. I can only say that I, Cheng, was lucky and got some money from it." Cheng Tianyou adjusted his glasses and said with a smile.

Zhong Chengyi didn't bother with this point, and continued: "But in fact, we also know your difficulties, but the situation in Shanghai has been turbulent recently, and many Dongying people have flocked to Shanghai, so this tax increase is inevitable. , President Cheng, do you think so?" Zhong Chengyi picked up the wine glass and said to Cheng Tianyou.

Cheng Tianyou hurriedly greeted the cup, and said: "We ordinary people also understand the difficulties, so I promise that no matter whether Cheng has money or not, I will pay this tax no matter how much it is."

"Okay." The two drank their glasses together.

Late at night, outside Chengtian Restaurant.

"President Cheng, be careful!" Lieutenant Li hurriedly supported Cheng Tianyou who was staggering from drinking.

Cheng Tianyou hurriedly supported the driver next to him, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Lieutenant Li, I can drink well, I can still, hiccup, a few more bottles."

Lieutenant Li stepped forward and said: "Hahaha, yes, yes, President Cheng is not early today, you should go back to rest earlier, and I will invite you another day."

The driver helped the incoherent Cheng Tianyou into the car, Cheng Tianyou hung down the window, and waved to Zhong Chengyi: "General Zhong, hiccup, let's go." Zhong Chengyi also waved to him with a smile on his face.

After the car drove away, Zhong Chengyi also sat in his own car and rubbed his swollen temples.Lieutenant Li then got into the car and asked with concern: "Master, are you alright?"

Zhong Chengyi waved his hand, "It's okay."

"This Cheng Tianyou is really cunning. Although the financial situation has indeed been sluggish in recent years, it has not reached the point of being short-lived. A tax is evaded in every possible way, but it is also strange how it was so easy to agree this time."

"Tomorrow, go and find out the origin of the investment he made with the foreigner. He should have made a lot of money in that investment, or he may have reached some other deals with the foreigner." Zhong Chengyi narrowed his eyes. He squinted and said.

Although Zhong Chengyi said that he drank hangover soup last night, he still felt uncomfortable when he woke up in the morning. He sat up and rubbed his brows, as if thinking of something, he walked out of the room and asked, "Uncle Fang, did anyone call yesterday? "

Uncle Fang put down his work, thought for a while and said, "General, people from the military academy called yesterday, nothing else."

Zhong Chengyi said: "Okay, I see."

At this time, the phone at home rang, and Zhong Chengyi walked over to answer it.

"Hi, hello, is this the home of General Zhong?" Lin Xinshu asked.

Zhong Chengyi raised his eyebrows, and asked deliberately: "I am Zhong Chengyi, may I ask who you are?"

Lin Xinshu said: "Hi, General Zhong, I'm Lin Xinshu, I have something to talk to you about."

"It turned out to be Mr. Lin, who was about to ask me if you received the gift from someone?"

"I received it, but the gift is too expensive, we can't afford it, and I'm asking the general to take it back."

Zhong Chengyi seemed to have expected that he would return, and said: "Well... okay, you can come to me on the second floor of Xiangle Building tomorrow afternoon."

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Xiangle Building was still overcrowded, Zhong Chengyi went directly to his exclusive box when he arrived.

From outside the box, the laughter inside could be heard.

"Smile quickly to Master Ben, and Master Ben will give you delicious food if you smile."

"Master Fang, don't do this."

Zhong Chengyi opened the door and found Fang Qiming inside, with a tea girl sitting on his lap, walked to the seat next to him and asked, "Why are you here?"

When the tea girl saw Zhong Chengyi coming, she quickly stood up, blushed and said with her head down, "Master." Zhong Chengyi waved her hand to let her leave.

"Hey." Fang Qiming didn't have time to stop, and the tea girl walked out of the door.

Fang Qiming disappointedly took a handful of melon seeds and sprinkled them on the table, and said boringly: "Hey, it's not my old man, but because of what happened last time, he forced me to be locked up at home for three whole days!" Fang Qiming Qiming made a "three" with his hands in front of Zhong Chengyi, and said angrily: "Three days! Chengyi, do you know what three days are?"

Zhong Chengyi replied mercilessly: "I don't know."

Fang Qiming threw down the melon seeds in his hand and collapsed on the chair, "I haven't stayed at home for three days since I came back from studying outside. It's too painful. The old man's trick is too cruel. Didn't he just molested a man? Is it necessary?"

"You deserve it, you're so flirtatious, it's almost three years in prison."

The downstairs singing song ended, and another person came on stage in a transition. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone was surprised and applauded.

Fang Qiming also clapped his hands on the railing on the second floor, and excitedly said to Zhong Chengyi: "If you want me to say that there is really no one in Shanghai who sings operas like Qin Ming, and with this figure, tsk tsk."

Zhong Chengyi frowned, and said solemnly: "I warn you, don't hit him with ideas."

Fang Qiming raised his eyebrows and said: "I know, but you are covering his back, who dares to provoke him."

After watching it for a while, Fang Qiming felt a little bored again, so he flipped the melon seeds on the table and asked, "I feel like you've been quite free recently, and you go to the Xiangle Building every day, aren't you going to the military academy? "

Zhong Chengyi took a sip of the tea by the table, and said, "No, I have something to deal with recently, and I will be back at the military academy in a few days."

"Oh."

Lieutenant Li's name sounded outside the door: "General, Mr. Lin is here."

Zhong Chengyi put down his teacup and said, "Let him in."

Lin Xinshu walked in with his things, and found that there was an unknown person in the box. It seemed that the two of them were talking about something, and asked, "Sorry, General Zhong, I didn't know you were talking about something, how about we I'll find you another day." Lin Xinshu was about to turn around.

Zhong Chengyi stopped him and said: "Mr. Lin, we are not talking about anything." Zhong Chengyi pointed to the huanghuali seat next to him, "Sit here." He raised his eyebrows again to signal Fang Qiming.

Fang Qiming understood it, so he curled his lips and got up and said, "That's sincere, it seems that your guests are here, and I happened to have something to do so I left first."

Zhong Chengyi nodded.

After Fang Qiming left, the private room became much quieter, only the sound of singing from downstairs remained.Lin Xinshu never went to the theater to listen to the Huangmei Opera, but when she was a child, her mother's favorite play was the Palace of Longevity, and she would hum a few words occasionally. The few words just now were often hummed by her mother, as if her thoughts were pulled back all of a sudden. When the mother is still there.

【"The Emperor of the Han Dynasty focused on color and thought about the country, and Yu Yu couldn't ask for it for many years

have to.

A girl in the Yang family grew up and was raised in a deep boudoir who didn't know her.

Natural beauty is difficult to abandon, once elected to the side of the king.

Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, Liugong Fendai has no color. . . "

"Xinshu, does mother sing well?"]

. . .

Zhong Chengyi saw Lin Xinshu staring at the stage, thinking that he liked listening to operas, and asked with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Lin also likes listening to Huangmei opera."

Lin Xinshu came back to his senses, and said lightly: "It's okay."

Lin Xinshu thought that there was still business to be said, so he took the things next to him, put them on Zhong Chengyi's table and said, "General Zhong, I brought these things for you."

Zhong Chengyi pursed his lips, and said: "Mr. Lin, I actually gave you gifts to thank you for picking up my things. It didn't mean too much." Zhong Chengyi looked at the pile of sweets and frowned. He frowned and said, "And I don't like sweets. If you give it back to me, I will throw it away. Isn't it too wasteful?"

Lin Xinshu felt a little embarrassed, "The general can give it to others, but it is really hard for us to accept it."

Zhong Chengyi smiled, propped his chin and looked at Lin Xinshu and said, "Isn't it too good for you to give something to someone else, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Xinshu was said to be in a dilemma. He didn't want to waste such expensive things, but his grandma asked him to return them, so he was in a dilemma.

Zhong Chengyi looked at Lin Xinshu's tangled expression, stood up, and was about to take those things out.Lin Xinshu asked suspiciously, "General, what is this?"

Zhong Chengyi said: "Since you don't like it and I don't like sweets, I can only waste it and throw it away."

When Lin Xinshu heard that he was going to throw it away, he quickly grabbed Zhong Chengyi's hand and said, "Wait a minute, isn't it such a pity for the general to throw it away?"

Zhong Chengyi looked at the thin white hand holding his wrist, raised his eyebrows, approached and said, "Then what do you think?"

Lin Xinshu noticed that the two were too close, so he took half a step back and said, "Then I'd better accept it."

Zhong Chengyi saw Lin Xinshu retreating subconsciously, and felt a little bit of displeasure in his heart, but he still smiled and handed the things to Lin Xinshu.

After Lin Xinshu left, Zhong Chengyi was still in the box.The scent of osmanthus from Lin Xinshu's body still remained in the box, which made people feel very comfortable.Zhong Chengyi recalled Lin Xinshu's various little expressions just now, hooked his lips, and got up to leave.

After Lin Xinshu left Xiangle Building, he walked into a pawnshop.The owner of the pawn shop was looking at all kinds of celadon antiques with a magnifying glass. When he saw a customer coming, he carefully put down the porcelain vase in his hand and asked with a smile, "Sir, what do you want?"

Lin Xinshu took out a jade pendant from inside, put it on the small wooden window, and asked, "Please help me to see how much ocean can be exchanged for a piece of jade?"