Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

It was rare to be excited to see Chen Po's iceberg face.

Du Heng immediately had a guess: "You don't need to tell me, let me guess. The book you chose is an introduction to martial arts, right?"

Chen Po nodded and said: "Well, not only is it a beginner, but after practicing ten times now, I clearly feel that my body strength and speed have slightly improved."

"Good thing! You continue to study hard, and observe for a few days to see the effect. If it is good, I will follow you to learn."

"Good boss."

"Then let's go out to eat. Keep your spirits up today, maybe there will be a big scene of dancing on the grave tomorrow."

the next morning.

In front of the gate of the old house of the Hong family.

Du Heng and Dai Feng, both mourning, followed the footsteps of Hong's family guides, and entered the mourning hall to offer incense to Hong Liquan.

"Patriarch Hong has always been fine before, why is this... hey, heaven is jealous of talents!"

Du Heng was deeply moved after finishing the incense.

His face became more sad.

If it wasn't for Dai Feng toasting with him last night, Dai Feng would really think that Du Heng was sad because of Hong Liquan's death.

And Du Heng also secretly reminded himself when he heard Dai Feng's "Hong Shibo" with deep feelings.

When it comes to acting skills, he still needs to study hard, and there is still more room for improvement.

After comforting Mrs. Hong who was not sure if she was really sad because of Hong Liquan's death, both of them went to the guest area to say hello.The guests expressed condolences in the morning, and the cremation and burial in the afternoon. I was in a hurry for fear of not being able to catch up with the dinner. I wonder if Hong Liquan, the spirit of heaven, would be so angry that he would fake the corpse on the spot?

After arriving at the guest area, both Du Heng and Dai Feng continued to greet the representatives of the families with mournful faces.

At Hong Liquan's funeral today, almost all the Jiangning families sent people over, and even many heads of the families came to express their condolences in person.
Everyone present would talk about how regrettable it is that Patriarch Hong passed away at such an early age.

However, judging from Du Heng's observation of the micro-expressions of some people with poor acting skills, this gang of raccoon dogs working together as traitors are all saying it's a pity on their lips, but they must be cheering in their hearts.

If Hong Liquan hadn't died, and if the Hong family hadn't been leaderless, it wouldn't have been so easy for them to take up the idea of ​​the Hong family.

After talking with this gang of raccoons, Du Heng and Dai Feng, who are the same kind, went to the corner to talk.

"Everyone is weeping and everyone is abandoning it. It's so sad that Hong Liquan's affairs are so sloppy!"

For Du Heng, these words are half fake compassion and half sincere words.

Dai Feng responded in a common way: "It's not his children and grandchildren who will take care of the funeral for Hong Liquan. It's the kindness of the Hong family to have today's big scene of mourning in the whole city."

"However, after the burial in the afternoon, if the Hong family really separates in public on the spot, that would be really sad."

At this time, the two heard Youhong's family calling the guests to move to the stage in the backyard.

Watch opera in the morning.

After the funeral at noon, the process has already been arranged.

"Shall we go back or stay and watch the play?"

"It's almost ten o'clock, let's do the whole show. The dead are the most important, and it's the last bit of face for Patriarch Hong."

The two arrived at the temporary stage in the backyard and sat down.

The people on the stage were singing sadly: "I have seen that the jade trees in Jinling are singing, and the waterside pavilions in Qinhuai are blooming early, who knows that the ice will disappear easily! Seeing him getting up from Zhulou, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse..."

Du Heng raised his eyebrows after hearing this sentence.

"Kong Shangren's "Peach Blossom Fan"? Is this a play rehearsed by the Hong family? It's quite appropriate."

Dai Feng sat down leisurely and ate melon seeds: "Never mind him, listen to it, the singing is really good, and the one invited on stage should be a famous opera artist."

Before noon.

Suddenly, a member of the Hong family came over and said that Mrs. Hong asked Du Heng to speak.

"Ask me? Why?"

"Ma'am, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Du Heng already had guesses in his mind but continued to maintain a puzzled expression, "Lead the way, if I can help with Mrs. Hong's matter, I will definitely not shirk."

In a gazebo in a courtyard, Du Heng saw Hong Zhizhou's mother.

"Mr. Du, the Hong family is in such a mess now, I'll cut to the chase. Do you know an old man named Walker in France?"

Du Heng knew that he guessed right.

But still maintained a puzzled expression: "I know, but I don't know why Madam suddenly mentioned this?"

Madam Hong looked worried and anxious.

"It's like this. Because of Zhizhou's father's death, I immediately contacted Zhizhou to come back to attend the funeral last night. But no matter what method I used, I couldn't contact my son Hong Zhizhou."

"Last night, I hired someone nearby to investigate overnight, only to find out that he had lost contact three days ago! And all his subordinates have neglected their duties and helped to conceal what my son did abroad from the country! It is no longer good for them to do so This is the first time, but only this time, I can't get in touch!"

"I don't see anyone alive or dead, I suspect..." Mrs. Hong said, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help sobbing, "I suspect that something bad happened to my son! I asked a lot of people, and I accidentally found out that you are here, Mr. Du." I have a relationship with Western Europe, so I also want to ask you to help me find out the situation."

"As long as Mr. Du is willing to make a move, I will definitely reward you!"

Du Heng seemed to have just found out about this.

Surprised at first, then hesitated: "Mrs. Hong, your son Hong Zhizhou and I don't deal with each other, but you entrusted it to me. Aren't you afraid that I'll be perfunctory?"

"Mr. Du is a businessman. As long as he has enough interests, he must not worry about some past grievances, right?"

Du Heng nodded slightly: "That's right, what I said just now meant that I need to pay more!"

"In addition, Mrs. Hong, I have to make a statement first. My brother Walker only has power in France. There are so many countries in Western Europe. Only he knows where Hong Zhizhou has gone. I ask Walker to help find out the probability of Hong Zhizhou's news. It's not really that big."

"I understand this. In other countries and regions in Western Europe, I have already asked someone to help investigate."

"Well, you can tell your subordinates to talk to my secretary about the money. Regarding your son's disappearance, please believe that auspicious people have their own destiny. Regarding your husband's death, I also wish you condolences. Goodbye."

Du Heng got up and left.

Madam Hong looked at his receding back, with disappointment flashing in her eyes.

"I didn't hide my likes and dislikes, and I took advantage of the fire to ask for more money. It seems that Zhizhou's disappearance should have nothing to do with Du Heng. Second housekeeper, you can invite people to talk and test according to the list. I don't understand, how Zhizhou would offend With so many people? Did he have nothing else to do in China before, besides causing trouble?"

The second housekeeper next to Mrs. Hong could only smile wryly.

The young master used to rely on the Hong family's family background, who would he not dare to offend?I've reported it many times before, but one of you husband and wife is doting and indulgent, and the other is just caring about playing the bad guys outside, you don't care about it at all!

On the way to the backyard stage.