chaotic world

Du Yunfeng quickly contacted Chongqing. Although Director Dai disapproved of Du Yunfeng's disclosure of information to Zhou Lan, he fully agreed to ensure the safety of Zhou's family, and arranged for the Zhou family to live in a villa with an underground air-raid shelter in Geleshan. Shumei was given the advanced nursing ward of Geleshan Sanatorium, and psychiatric doctors and nurses were on call 24 hours a day.

When Du Yunfeng brought this news to Zhou Lan, he was very happy, because although the risk was huge, he and Zhou Lan were on the same front again.

And the small calculations in his heart were crackling, He Si had already been buried firmly, Shumei was sent to Chongqing, and there would be no one around Zhou Lan again.

Then I don't have to be timid. Although I can't let go of my hands and feet completely, at least I only need to worry about Zhou Lan.

It's not that the other party doesn't have him in his heart, as long as he is given time and a gentle way, won't his wish be fulfilled?

However, things backfired. To be cautious, Zhou Lan had a detailed discussion with Dr. Yu. Dr. Yu is a Shanghai native with a cautious personality, so he said mildly: "Of course Mrs. Zhou deserves better medical conditions. Mr. Zhou is really kind to Mrs. Don't get it."

Zhou Lan patiently listened to him continue, and sure enough, Doctor Yu changed the subject after being polite: "But Mr. Zhou, I told Nong earlier that Mrs. Zhou was severely stimulated. It is definitely impossible to recover from the past. In the past two years, although Mrs. Zhou's spirit has not continued to deteriorate, the drugs she has been taking have serious side effects, and damage to the liver and kidneys is inevitable. Mr. Zhou, let me tell you, don't be too sad. With the current dosage of the drugs used by Mrs. Zhou , it’s hard to say how long it will last.”

"So I want to send her to a place with better medical conditions."

"Then dare to ask where Mr. Zhou is going to send her?"

Zhou Lan hesitated for a moment, then said: "Tianjin Beiping, or send him abroad, there are always places with better treatment conditions."

Dr. Yu nodded. According to his understanding, the medical conditions in Shanghai are actually very good. He is also a doctor of medicine who returned from studying in the UK. He is also very good in psychiatry, not to mention in Shanghai, even in the whole of China. Yes, if Zhou Lan didn't have a lot of money, anyone would think that anyone could afford him to be a family doctor.

"Mr. Zhou, let's not talk about where the medical conditions are good. With Mrs. Zhou's physical condition, I'm afraid she can't even leave Shanghai. After Mrs. Zhou leaves this house, everything outside is irritating to her."

Zhou Lan sighed and understood. Although he always knew that Shumei's health was bad, he only found out today that it was so bad. The medicine to stabilize the spirit he bought at a high price was just drinking poison to quench thirst.

But it's impossible not to eat, her spirit will collapse.

Du Yunfeng, the observer, couldn't sit still anymore, so he immediately came up with a plan: "Doctor Yu, can you see if this works? You give her a sedative injection, and as long as she shows signs of waking up along the way, you give her another injection according to the safe dose." .”

Before the doctor spoke, Zhou Lan raised his hand to deny the suggestion.

Du Yunfeng didn't give up, he sat on the edge of the sofa anxiously, and said, "Give it a try, I can adjust the plane..."

Zhou Lan looked up at him, and interrupted him decisively, "Yunfeng!".

Du Yunfeng stopped talking.

After seeing off Dr. Yu, Zhou Lan could see that Du Yunfeng was listless, but this couldn't soften his heart.

Shumei is his wife. He married her because he felt ashamed of her. Now that he married her, he couldn't owe her any more.

Even if Shumei kept him awake at night.

Even Shumei imprisoned him alive in this building.

Even if Shumei couldn't fulfill her duties as a wife, she would be a normal husband and wife with him for a day.

It doesn't matter, this is what he should give back to her.

As for his thoughts, Du Yunfeng actually knew everything, he just hated the sky for not fulfilling his wishes, and didn't leave him a good opportunity for the right time, place and people.

Shumei stayed behind, while Uncle Dumb and Xiaobao were secretly sent to Chongqing, and Zhao Xiaohu sent them back in person. Zhao Xiaohu lived up to his mission and made a detour to Hong Kong to ensure that no spy followed.After he settled the elderly and children, he hurried back to Shanghai, and non-stop reported his safety to the military seat in front of Mr. Zhou. He gave the military seat more face, and the military seat praised him even more.

The Nanjing side originally had some concerns about Du Yunfeng, fearing that he was sent by the Chongqing side. A description of Du Yunfeng:

"Pleasure-seeking"

"Rich playboy"

"Not doing business properly"

When the Nanjing side finally let go of their vigilance, they offered Du Yunfeng a real job, but Du Yunfeng refused.

"Chairman Wang, I came to Shanghai to seek peace and enjoyment, so don't make things difficult for me." Du Yunfeng said on the phone, "I really have enough of being an official. I don't lack money. I just want to be here. Stay in Shanghai and don’t leave.”

They all flattered Chairman Wang for an official position, but Du Yunfeng did the opposite, and he firmly refused to accept the official position that was handed over to him.

This pissed off the Nanjing government. At first they thought that recruiting a military and political official from Chongqing was a way to set up a banner, but now it is a good thing. It has completely become a negative teaching material. Not only does it not work for the government, it also runs wild like a wild horse It's completely out of control, and recently it simply refuses to answer calls from Nanjing.

As a result, Director Yu, who has all-hands and eyes, had no choice but to go out in person.

Although Du Yunfeng is hiding, Director Yu has a way to find him.

No, the sensual nightlife of Shiliyangchang has just begun, and Director Yu led his men to the neon-flashing Paramount.

Paramount has been very lively recently, and the booths upstairs are full, because the boss of Paramount not only spent a lot of money to decorate it inside and out, but also spent a lot of money to decorate the pillars of the French General Assembly. It was dug up.

Boss Huang is a friend of Zhou Lan, and it was through Zhou Lan that he poached this pillar.

Tai Zhuzi is a northern girl in her early twenties. Because she is beautiful and sweet, she has a golden voice. Zhou Lan spends a lot of money to make her famous, and soon makes her popular in Shanghai. Her stage name is Tianxin, and no one knows her real name. What.

At this moment, Director Yu entered the venue of Paramount, just in time for Tianxin to show off her singing voice on stage.

Surrounded by a group of dancers with light gauze curtains, Tianxin is like a lotus emerging from the water. She walks out of the crowd gracefully. Lines, slowly approaching the ring microphone, she lifted the veil on the headdress, like a muse.

"Is there any miracle, you are in my heart, the night is deep and silent..."

The wonderful singing conquered the people present, and she was wearing elbow-length white lace gloves, gently holding the microphone, and looking at a booth in the corner with autumnal eyes.

Du Yunfeng and Zhou Lan were sitting in this quiet corner amidst the hustle and bustle.

The two of them were together with several directors of the Shanghai Pharmaceutical Chamber of Commerce, who were discussing Du Yunfeng's plan to buy shares in several pharmaceutical companies.

"As for me," Du Yunfeng was toasting to confess to Director Liu wearing glasses, "I really don't know how to do business, but it's not a good idea to keep money in your hands. Nowadays, the price of rice changes every day, and money is in your hands. It's getting worthless every day, don't you think?"

"That's not it," Director Liu responded. Zhou Lan was already a wealthy member of the board of directors of the Chamber of Commerce. When he came to Shanghai by airborne, he bought a large-scale pharmaceutical company with his own hands, which caused great controversy in this industry circle. It was a small shock, but now Zhou Lan took the initiative to ask everyone to introduce a financial backer, saying that he was richer than himself. The gods were tortured by the shortage of funds.

"Mr. Du, although you are not a businessman, but with your background, if you can get a share in the company, then our pharmaceutical sales will be much more worry-free."

Several other directors echoed.

Du Yunfeng is now known as a member of the Military Commission of the Nanjing Nationalist Government. If he speaks up, there must be a smooth channel for selling medicines to the army, and they don't have to worry about always being lured by lower prices.

"Ah," Du Yunfeng took the cigarette offered by Director Liu, and without thinking about it, he lit it for Zhou Lan first, and then he smoked the cigarette with the remaining flame.

Several directors immediately added wine to Zhou Lan's glass with winks.

I just heard Du Yunfeng continue to say: "Everyone thinks too much, I just invest in one share of the capital, and I don't get involved in other things. If I make a profit, I will share it, and if I lose it, I will lose it together. I didn't go to Nanjing. plan."

As soon as his words fell, someone behind him answered: "How could you not have planned? Brother Yunfeng, what you said is not sincere."

Everyone looked around, and it turned out to be Director Yu from No. 76.

The directors stood on end like a cat seeing a mouse, and they didn't even need to shout slogans. They called in unison: "Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu!"

The bosses whose wealth and wealth are well-known in Shanghai all stood at attention, as if Mr. Yu was the boss and they were small employees.

Du Yunfeng watched with cold eyes and did not respond, while Zhou Lan bowed slightly, "Mr. Yu is here too, do you want to sit together?"

That director Yu was just thinking about it, and he nodded towards Zhou Lan: "This is Zhou Lan, Mr. Zhou, right? When you bought Changjiang Pharmaceutical last year, it was all on the news, but Mr. Zhou is really low-key. All the sensible directors went to the next government procurement meeting, but I didn’t see you.”

Zhou Lan smiled, beckoned to the waiter, and motioned for a cup, he said slowly: "Mr. It's normal to recognize it." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to caress the crutches, and put his injured leg back into the dark.

Out of politeness, this topic is not good to continue.

Du Yunfeng has always been lukewarm, so he can sit or not as Director Yu likes.

Director Yu came with a mission, so he had to put his face on his face and his ass on his back. He and those cat-and-mouse avoiders made a few half-hearted polite remarks, then turned around and made friends with Du Yunfeng: "Brother Yunfeng, your rest is similar Now, it’s time to show some enthusiasm for the party and the people. Chairman Wang and his old man have always been thinking about you. This Shanghai house is also ready for you. You don’t want to move. His old man's heart, don't you think?"

Du Yunfeng smiled and waved to Director Yu.

Director Yu thought he had something secret to say, so he leaned over him, but Du Yunfeng made a trumpet next to his ear——

"listen!"

"Listen to what?"

They didn't speak, but Tianxin's singing enveloped everyone.

"The old love is sweet, the flowers fall and the spring is gone, the past is gone, and only memories remain."

Du Yunfeng shook his head, followed the beat, put on a look of intoxication, and hummed a few words before he said to Director Yu: "Whether it's the old friendship of President Jiang or the old friendship of Chairman Wang, it's all about falling flowers. Go, I don't want to remember, I just want to drink, listen to music, dance, Director Yu, don't force others to do it."

Director Yu's nose was almost crooked.

Zhou Lan looked at Du Yunfeng's angry look, and wanted to laugh in his heart. His little Yunfeng had a straightforward character at the beginning, but now he is glib, and he can easily fight Tai Chi with the owner of the No. 76 magic cave.

Really grown up, really mature.

Director Yu's two subordinates stood around the booth, out of tune with the surrounding environment. Director Yu's face was not good-looking, and the atmosphere at the table was not good.

Zhou Lan explained to the waiter, and gave a tip to Tianxin who bowed on the stage.

Dressed in gorgeous lights, Tianxin stepped off the stage gracefully, and came straight to the table in the corner. The lace hair accessories on her head were shining brightly, as if holding the stars and the moon, she came over shiningly.

"Mr. Du, Boss Zhou, the two of you always praise me. Tianxin is flattered. Today, I would like to invite you two to give me a toast."

Tianxin brought all the eyes of the venue here, and suddenly shattered the serious atmosphere at the table.

"Yo, Director Yu is here too, you are a rare visitor." Tianxin greeted Director Yu when she approached, but she did not approach even though she said hello.

Tianxin's most popular singer is familiar with all the dignitaries and rich businessmen who often come here, but she is still afraid of this serious Director Yu, so she keeps a certain distance.

Director Yu ignored her and didn't give her a good face.

Du Yunfeng pulled Tianxin over and pressed to his side: "Miss Tianxin is sitting here, Director Yu is upright and not feminine."

The band was playing cheerful tunes, and some guests had already got off the dance floor.

"What about Mr. Du?" Following Du Yunfeng's strength, Tianxin sat on Du Yunfeng's lap gracefully and hooked Du Yunfeng's neck.

Zhou Lan's face changed for a moment imperceptibly, but he concealed it very well, and quickly put together a perfect smile.

"Me?" Du Yunfeng smiled, "If you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost."

Tianxin covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, picked up the wine glass and clinked a glass with Du Yunfeng, then sat on Du Yunfeng's lap, she leaned towards Zhou Lan: "Boss Zhou, do you want to drink Tianxin's wine?"

Zhou Lan smiled, picked up the goblet, and touched her lightly, he said: "The beauty looks down, how dare you not follow?"

Du Yunfeng glanced at Zhou Lan, he hugged Tianxin tightly, and through the complicated and exaggerated skirt material, he and Director Yu winked: "Brother Yu, the most difficult thing to bear is the beauty, I don't have time to be serious with you, I went dancing with Miss Tianxin."

"Ah, ah..." Director Yu couldn't stop Du Yunfeng, and saw him embracing Tianxin like a mermaid, with a swipe of his long legs, he got into the dance floor like entering the sea.

Zhou Lan picked up his crutches and top hat, and nodded politely at him, "Excuse me, my wife is still waiting, let's go first."

In a blink of an eye, several highly nervous directors and the blue-faced Director Yu were left behind.

Du Yunfeng didn't come home until the middle of the night. He heard the phone ringing just as he entered the house, thinking that Zhou Lan had counted the time and asked him to go to Zhou's house.

Putting on a black suit, Du Yunfeng slipped out from the back door and went to Zhou's house quietly, but the door of Zhou's house was ajar, obviously waiting for him.

At this time, Zhou Lan was sitting at the desk, trying to figure out the accounts of several companies under his name, and wanted to take out all the funds he could mobilize.

Recommending Du Yunfeng to invest in several big pharmaceutical companies is not just for money.Those few companies have almost monopolized half of Shanghai's imported pharmaceutical industry. The Japanese pay close attention to pharmaceuticals. Zhou Lan is so weak that it is difficult to do anything in this area. Ordinary health care medicines secretly do a little bit of smuggling of scarce medicines, but they are always timid and useless.

If Du Yunfeng can be allowed to take a stake, it will be much easier for the underground pharmaceutical industry to smuggle in the future based on his face with the Nanjing government.

Zhou Lan could never forget what He Si looked like before he died, such a good young man, but because of the lack of those few injections, he was hopeless.

In his short 30 years of life, he experienced this kind of powerlessness again and again. His closest relatives died one by one in front of him. He was neither a copper wall and an iron wall to stop the scourge, nor a hero of the world. He could walk through hell to get their lives back.

He is nothing, no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to turn the tide. When he was young, his desire to be outstanding has been worn away. He only knows that he is an ordinary person.

Ordinary people, old and young, with crippled bodies and not pure hearts, but——

As long as he lives normally, he will live a life for those who can't live normally and leave with so much reluctance.

The dead cannot die in vain, the living must live on for them. There are no thousands of troops, but they are also a force. They cannot kill the enemy with real swords and guns, but there are still thousands of soldiers fighting on the battlefield .

He can't save He Si, but as long as his medicine can save a soldier, as long as that soldier can shoot one more bullet, it is the best memorial to the dead.

When he went to see He Si again, he could tell him without guilt, Fourth Brother, I did my best.

The dead are gone, but he buried them deeply in his heart, continued to live, and moved forward.

He was thinking wildly, writing notes in his hands, sometimes sad, sometimes excited, sometimes very anxious, why Du Yunfeng hasn't come yet?

He just wanted to see him tonight.

The Du Yunfeng who was at ease in that luxurious night scene, the Du Yunfeng who lived among the flowers without even a single leaf touching his body.

Tianxin is from Zhou Lan, and she was instructed by Zhou Lan to assist Du Yunfeng.

But when Zhou Lan watched Du Yunfeng hugging Tianxin, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. His Yunfeng's appearance like a hero and beauty made him feel both dazzling and intrusive.

Suddenly he heard the slight sound of the door downstairs, so he put down the pen in his hand.

When Du Yunfeng slipped up to the attic lightly, Zhou Lan had been waiting for a long time, and he even saw a little hopelessness in his eyes.

Zhou Lan showed him the accounts in his hand, which was a large sum of money, but Du Yunfeng thought clearly, for the sake of money, Zhou Lan didn't need to recruit him in the middle of the night.

In the club, Zhou Lan's flashing look did not escape his eyes.As long as Zhou Lan was by his side, even if Du Yunfeng was ambushed from all sides, even if he was in hand-to-hand contact with the enemy, his full attention was actually on Zhou Lan, so even if it was just a short moment, he caught it.

His little Mu'an was jealous.

The account was pushed to him, but Zhou Lan didn't look at him.

Du Yunfeng took the account, but he didn't look at the account, but grabbed Zhou Lan's hand.

Zhou Lan struggled for a while, but didn't break away, struggled again, still didn't break away, and then he stopped.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Lan asked without confidence.

"I'll admit it if I like it," Du Yunfeng leaned against the table and stared at him, "Is it that difficult?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Zhou Lan heard what he said, and began to twitch his hands again, but Du Yunfeng's hands were strong, and he looked away angrily, "Who do you think you are, everyone likes you, attracting bees everywhere Butterfly, everyone loves to stay on your flower?"

He said it outrageously.

Du Yunfeng was smiling when he heard that.

Suddenly he pulled Zhou Lan up and imprisoned him in his arms.

"Duplicity guy," Du Yunfeng felt that it was time for a real test. He is not a high-level monk who can discipline himself, "You obviously want it." He said.

Zhou Lan hid, and Du Yunfeng followed him like a shadow, blocking him in the corner with his tall figure.

He has a pair of warm and flexible hands with thin calluses.

He is too familiar with Zhou Lan, and Zhou Lan has been dismissing himself all these years, how can he resist his direct teasing of Huanglong.

"Do you like me?" Du Yunfeng asked.

"Like it?"

"Say you like me!"

Zhou Lan was so confused that he couldn't stand anymore. He felt hot all over his body, and a white light suddenly flashed in his head. He finally stood up and plunged into Du Yunfeng's arms, with a nasal voice, and said "hmm" heavily. .

Du Yunfeng cleaned up Zhou Lan with a handkerchief, his eyes were full of desire and forbearance, both fierce and pitiful.

Zhou Lan felt that he was going to lose control, and all his body and mind wanted to throw this person down.

Du Yunfeng didn't dare to move anymore. If he took the initiative again, he would have to swallow Zhou Lan alive. He tried his best to control himself, and waited for Zhou Lan to take the initiative again. As long as Zhou Lan took a step forward, he would dare to complete the remaining 99 steps .

Just when the two of them were on the verge of breaking out, there was an indistinct cry from the bedroom, Zhou Lan struggled, and Du Yunfeng had no choice but to let go of his embrace.

Zhou Lan lowered her head apologetically, picked up her crutches in a panic, and said quickly, "Go to sleep, we can talk tomorrow if you have anything to say."

Then, without waiting for Du Yunfeng to speak, he opened the bedroom door and entered as if running away.

Du Yunfeng stood alone in the attic study, anxious to leave the palace, but he endured it.

Can't be strong, he said to himself.

He seemed to hear Zhou Lan coaxing Shumei softly.

He seems to be saying, don't be afraid, I have everything, I am always there.

After closing the window, Du Yunfeng picked up the handkerchief and went downstairs without making a sound.

And Zhou Lan hugged Shumei tightly, stroking Shumei's hair one by one. In the dark, she could only feel her fingertips wrapped around her long hair. The medicine she took was too liver-damaging, and she couldn't even keep her hair. .

Zhou Lan patted her tenderly, and heard her cry occasionally, as if she had been immersed in a nightmare and couldn't extricate herself.

Zhou Lan rubbed her body, which was as thin as a bone, into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed Shumei's forehead without any sensuality, just like a big brother kissing a sick sister, full of pity and distress.

"I married her, she is my wife." He said to himself in his heart.

Maybe it was late at night, people tend to think wildly, he suddenly remembered that many years ago, he tortured a girl surnamed Cheng into a lunatic, and then he didn't know who he married.

Then he married a madman.

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Modified a bit, the parking lot was silent.