Fang Yang lowered his eyes and smiled, a navy blue striped suit looked polite, the exposed complexion was fair and thin, the shabby coat mixed with sweat and mud with his adoptive father, and the rough palms full of calluses, seemed to be two extremes.The adoptive father greedily looked at the valuable clothes on his body, and his little eyes fell on the suitcase that the other party was carrying, and said with a smile: Did you bring the money?
Give it to me quickly, you are weak and can't hold it, I'll help you take it.Fang Yang simply handed him the suitcase neatly, and asked understandingly: Why don't you open it and count?
The adoptive father's eyes lit up: Okay!
He crouched down to the steps with his suitcase in his arms, his face trembling with excitement, unaware of the danger coming.Just as he couldn't wait to open the suitcase, a shadow quietly shrouded him in shadow from behind.A sharp pain in the back of the head!
The adoptive father only had time to let out a low muffled grunt, and then fell to the ground, unconscious.Fang Yang was carrying a brick, and it could be seen everywhere on the construction site, and the corner of the brick was stained with blood.He gasped violently, his slender arms trembled, but he forced himself to calm his breathing, dragged his unconscious adoptive father into the trunk of the car, threw the bloody bricks into the suitcase, and stuffed them into the car.He cleaned up the scene as fast as he could, got into the car, and headed towards the seaside embankment.Fang Yang, who was nervous and nervous, didn't notice at all in his panic that there was a black van parked in the distance, and a miniature camera lens was faintly sticking out of the window, making a few subtle sounds.At the same time, Rong Zhi was writing an email in front of the computer in the legal office upstairs of Zhongsheng Company on Financial Street in the center of the city.On the screen, there is an acceptance report sent by the decoration company.After the last email was sent, he took the coffee in his hand and took a sip, the rich aroma mixed with the bitterness of black coffee covered his taste buds, and lingered on his lips and teeth for a long time.Didi remembered the mobile phone twice, and Rong Zhi glanced at it casually, it was the private detective he sent to track Fang Yang.The other party sent a short video and photo, and Rong Zhi watched it twice, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth pursed a meaningful smile.At Wen Ruiyun's charity dinner, he once heard Fang Yang talking to someone, and Shang Heng's name was vaguely revealed in the words, but he didn't know the specific content of the phone call at that time.Now, as Huaimeng Entertainment's old accounts are constantly revealed, there are several funds whose whereabouts are unknown, plus this video and photos, the similarity between Shang Heng's appearance and the deceased eldest brother of the Fang family, the truth of everything is obvious.Rong Zhi held the phone, swiped his thumb over the forward button, lost in thought, but never pressed it.At this moment, Wen Shengqi knocked on the door and walked in, scratching the back of his head and asking, "Brother Rong, didn't Brother Shang tell you that the things he left behind were put there?"
Rong Zhi put away his phone: What is it?
Wen Shengqi was a little anxious: he said that he asked me to take it back to my eldest brother tonight, I didn't take it away at that time, where I put it now, I forgot that Brother Shang planned to bring it himself, but there was an urgent matter temporarily, I went to a meeting outside, and the things fell in the company, and I didn't reply to the message, I was in a hurry to go home!
Rong Zhi pushed his glasses and comforted him in a soft voice: Don't worry.I seem to remember, I'll help you find it, and I'll find it and send it to you later.Ah, good!
Thank you, Brother Rong.Watching Wen Shengqi trot away, Rong Zhi looked for it in the conference room next door, and found a gift box in the cabinet in the rest room, which contained a bottle of red wine, 88-year-old Romanée Conti, Wen Ruiyun's favorite, and drank half a glass of sleep every night before going to bed.A small card with a black background bronzing fell out of the box, on which was written by Shang Heng Long Feifeng Dance with a line of big characters to ask my Mr.
Wen to smile, the date of payment, February 14th.At that moment, Rong Zhi's pupils contracted like needles, staring at the line of words, and his fingers holding the card trembled vigorously.
※※※Wen Shengqi lingered outside the gate of the company for a while, and was about to call Rong Zhi when he couldn't bear it, but saw the other party slowly coming with a gift box.Is this it?
You forgot about the conference room.Rong Zhi smiled gently and handed him the gift box.Wen Shengqi suddenly realized: Yes, yes, look at my goldfish memory, thank you Brother Rong!
You are welcome.Rong Zhi carefully told him that there was wine inside, handle it carefully and don't break it.Wen Shengqi nodded gratefully: It turned out to be wine, I know!
Rong Zhimu drove him away, standing in place for a long time, slowly reining in his smile.
※※※The lights are on and night falls.This Huaimeng Building, which was built with a huge amount of money, has now changed its owners several times one after another.The news of the change of shareholders and the company's overnight change of ownership came out of the outside world, and the tone of the industry's decline immediately changed completely.At Huaimeng Entertainment's shareholders' meeting, just to discuss the mess left by Fang Yang, everyone on the board of directors made a lot of noise for several hours.The seat that belongs to Fang Yang is still absent today, since Shang Heng entered the main dream, he has not appeared for several days, and he doesn't know where he went.Shang Heng rubbed his temples with a headache, and finally rested for ten minutes halfway, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, bored, took out his mobile phone and took a look, a few messages from Wen Shengqi, a few hours ago.The latest one comes from Wen Ruiyun: I received your gift, waiting for you at night, my Mr.
Shang.Gu Rin stared at him suspiciously: What are you snickering at there?
Shang Heng came back to his senses, subconsciously touched his cheek, leaned back in the chair lazily, and said seriously: Mr.
Gu, you are wrong.Chapter 67 Valentine's Night is the cold season of spring, and the wind and frost stir the bare dead branches of the streets, and a few fallen leaves are swept away by the wind.The afternoon-long Huaimeng shareholders' meeting finally ended, and when Shang Heng rushed back to the company in a tired dust, it was past eight o'clock.Financial Street was brightly lit, it was raining outside, and the air was soaked with bone-chilling cold.Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, their necks shrunk in heavy coats, and their umbrellas could not withstand the rain, but they could not withstand the cold wind.Most of the lights in the company are off, and most of the employees go home from work, but the legal department where Rongzhi is located, the office is still lit.The central air conditioner was kept at a constant temperature of 20 degrees, Shang Heng took off his rain-soaked coat and put it on his elbow, and knocked on the door of the legal department: Rong Zhi, you said that you have an urgent matter to interview me?
What is it?
Rong Zhi was buried in the desk processing documents, and when he looked up, he was covered in cold rain and moisture, and frowned slightly: Are you drenched in the rain?
I'm supposed to pick you up.He got up, found a new dry towel and handed it to him, poured another cup of hot coffee and set it on the table.It's okay.Shang Heng pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down, wiping the rain on his shoulders casually, what is the urgency?
I'll have something to do in a moment.Rong Zhi stopped his movements, put a tablet in front of him, and put down the play button: Look at this.It was photographed by the person I sent to follow Fang Yang.There was another person in it, looking like your adoptive father.Shang Heng was stunned for a moment, and as the blurred lens in the picture changed, his brows tightened slightly, and his face was solemn: When did it happen?
This afternoon.Rong Zhi spread out a stack of sorted information in front of him, I sorted out the information I have collected in the past few days, during this time, your former adoptive father's family has indeed received financial assistance from Fang Yang, and it is not a lot of money.I suspected that there was some kind of unknown relationship between the two, so I found out the small clinic where you were born, but I didn't expect that at the same time, there was a wife surnamed Fang, who was also giving birth there.This wife is the wife of the chairman of Fang's Group back then.Combined with your appearance and age, compared to Fang Yue, the eldest son of the Fang family who died a few years ago, I suspect that you are the second son of the Fang family, and Fang Yang is the son of your adoptive father.I'm afraid that Fang Yang has been targeting you because he knows about this.Do you remember that at the Venus Charity Dinner, I told you to be careful of Fang Yang?
Shang Heng raised his eyes to look at him: Remember, what did you hear at that time?
Rong Zhizhi: At that time, I heard him talking to someone on the balcony, and although I didn't hear what he was talking about, I could vaguely hear your name.Shang Heng shook his head helplessly: I only thought that he hated me because of Gu Rin, but I didn't expect this.This plot must have been revealed at the end of the original book, otherwise Shang Heng would not have been impressed.Where is Fang Yang now?
Shang Heng pressed his temple, this matter is indeed a bit tricky, and if it is not handled well, it will cause a big mess.Rong Zhi lowered his eyes: I don't know, Fang Yang was very fast when he left, and the person I sent was lost.When I asked you to come back, I asked if you wanted to call the police immediately, and you, as the person concerned, had better go with me.In addition, I am sending someone to find the whereabouts of your ex-adoptive mother, as well as Chairman Fang and his wife, you had better go in person and do a paternity test, this matter is very important, and the human and material evidence is complete, so you can make a conclusion.Shang Heng frowned and looked at him embarrassedly: But tonight is my important date.Is it?
Rong Zhi lowered his head and sorted out the information, is it more important than your life experience, more important than a human life?
You can date any day, now that I have lost Fang Yang's whereabouts, I am just worried that there are many dreams at night, I am afraid that Fang Yang's dog jumps off the wall in a hurry, it will be unfavorable to you, the sooner you hand it over to the police, you can have peace of mind.Shang Heng thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone and made a call to Wen Ruiyun, but there was a slow beep sound from the earpiece, and no one answered.Where did it go?
He got up and put on his clothes: In this way, I will go to Wen's house first, talk to him, and then come back to deal with this matter.Rong Zhi picked up the corner umbrella: I'll drive you and go with you, and the information is here.Shang Heng thought for a while, nodded and said, "It's okay."
He stepped out first, his steps hurried, and he fell behind him, looking down at the video message forwarding and communication records of someone on his phone, and deleting them as if nothing had happened.
※※※The two drove to the Wen family manor, the rain on the road became heavier and heavier, and the heavy clouds covered the moonlight.The endless curtain of water from the wipers trickled through the windshields, and the dim street lamps on both sides dimmed a little or two of the lights.Shang Heng.Rong Zhi suddenly asked, if the truth is like this, do you want to recognize your biological parents?
Shang Heng sat silently in the passenger seat, supported his cheek with one hand, looked out of the dark window, and said lightly: They are not my biological parents.Rong Zhi glanced at him and did not speak.The car drove into the gate, the Wen family manor was very quiet, and a few new roses were transplanted in the garden, and the delicate petals were scattered by the raindrops, and a faint fragrance gradually spread in the rain.Shang Heng came to the main hall, and the servants told him that Wen Ruiyun was in the tree house in the back garden, and he would go in the afternoon, so as not to be disturbed, the servants stayed in the front hall and were not allowed to go over.He suddenly sighed in his heart, it was almost nine o'clock now, and after waiting for himself for so long, could it be that he was angry and deliberately didn't answer the phone?
The back garden is pitch black, except for the cobblestone path, which is lit up by floral street lamps on both sides.The two of them came to the vicinity of the tree house with umbrellas, and sure enough, they saw the light seeping through the layers of lush foliage.Still on top.Shang Heng breathed a sigh of relief and said: Rongzhi, it's raining outside, you go back to the car and wait for me, I'll go over later.Rong Zhi smiled faintly: You go up.Shang Heng didn't say much, and walked up the wooden staircase that swirled along the trunk of the tree.The dense foliage and overhead platform obscured the rain, Shang Heng put away his umbrella and looked up at the light that was getting closer and closer to the treehouse, and couldn't help but smile.The wind was loud, and the rain cracked among the branches and leaves, covering Shang Heng's footsteps, and he specially lightened his steps, wanting to surprise Wen Ruiyun.Stepping on the last step, Shang Heng tiptoed to the door of the cabin.If he had to deal with that matter, it would not be a bad night to spend the night here, he thought to himself, the undisturbed rainy night, the trees, the glass roof washed by the rain waterfall, and a bottle of Romanée Conti, would probably be a romantic and amorous world for two.raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when suddenly there was a sound of talking in the house, Shang Heng was stunned, there was still someone else in the house?
With a hint of doubt in his eyes, he turned around and peered in from the corner of the wooden fence of the window.Just this glance, my breath suddenly stagnated!
Shang Heng instantly looked like a plaster filled with lead, stiff and unable to move in place, his eyes widened slightly, and Fang Yang's figure was reflected in his pupils!
How so?
How could Fang Yang be here?
In Wen Ruiyun's treehouse!
The small bed that used to lie on himself and Wen Ruiyun was now occupied by Fang Yang, he sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and chatted with Wen Ruiyun who was leaning there affectionately.Shang Heng hadn't felt the unfamiliar word anger for a long time, even if he was ridiculed by Gu Rin's fox friends and dog friends at the beginning of the crossing, and when he was hidden by Fang Yangxue, he didn't have too many mood swings.Good, tonight was a really special night.Shang Heng suppressed his brows, and was about to push the door, isn't Mr.
Wen with Shang Heng?
Why are you willing to talk to me about cooperation now?
Fang Yang's voice was neither big nor small, revealing a hint of surprise and lightness.Immediately after, Wen Ruiyun's familiar voice sank into Shang Heng's ears: The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.I am a businessman, since Young Master Fang is willing to use all the shares in his hand and the future heirs of the Fang Group as bargaining chips to give away the Fang Group, how can I not be tempted?
If you had made such a condition earlier, I am afraid that I would not have rejected your marriage.The fingers pressed on the door were withdrawn one by one, curled up, and finally clenched a ball of air, Shang Heng's eyes sank, the muscles of his cheeks tensed, he opened his mouth, and his throat was dry.Fang Yang chuckled: Oh?
Don't you like Shang Heng?
Or do you regret rejecting me now?
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Wen Ruiyun did not shy away from saying: I like him a little, but even more because I know that he is the real second son of the Fang Group, he is talented, more valuable, and will be a powerful helper of the Wen family.Fang Yang raised his voice slightly: Do you know about this?
Wen Ruiyun said lightly: Yes, what I fancy is his future.A little burning did not arise out of nowhere, suddenly, a scar burned at the bottom of the soft heart, and a faint dull pain slowly spread from the chest, burning down the throat to the eyebrows.Wen Ruiyun knew, he actually knew, how could he know that Shang Heng was staring at the stripes on the wooden board out of focus, the wind and rain roaring in his ears, the white light roaring in front of his eyes, and his eyes were so dark that he could barely see for a moment.You are my future, why does this sentence sound so familiar?
In the wooden house, Fang Yang leaned closer, and his voice became lower and lower: Mr.
Wen, as long as you want, I can give you everything I own, equity, group heir, as long as you help me take revenge on Shang Heng and Gu Rin!
Let them be ruined, I will do anything!
Wen Ruiyun said lightly: I am with Shang Heng, and when he returns to Fang's house, I can also get these.Fang Yang sneered: No, you can't get it, Shang Heng will never hand over the power to you, only I will, and he will only use you, take away everything from you, and return it to him, think about what Gu Rin, Lin Yuqing and the lawyer next to him got!