Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

It took two years, Su Jingcheng left the city during the severe winter, and came back again in the second early summer.

The development of the capital has always been speeding, Su Jingcheng sat in the car and glanced out casually, it was already very different from when he left.

The driver, Lao Zhao, took a bottle of water from the car refrigerator and handed it to Su Jingcheng: "Su Dong, are you going home now?"

Su Jingcheng shook his head, unscrewed the water and took a sip by himself: "No, let's go directly to 'Yiyu'."

Old Zhao hesitated for a moment, and seemed a little hard to say: "Su Dong, the old man is still waiting at home. Do you want to... go home and clean up before going to Mr. Shen?"

The matter of Su Jingcheng and Shen Zhuo has long been known in the Su family, and no one who works in the Su family is clear from top to bottom.

The more you know, the more dangerous you are.

The news that Shen Zhuo hadn't been seen in the past two years had already spread in the business and entertainment circles, but because "Yiyu" seemed to be calm and composed about this matter, the outside world didn't even guess the result for a while.

Before he came to pick up Su Jingcheng, Mr. Su specially told him not to mention this matter, Lao Zhao absolutely didn't want to reveal his secrets to him.

Su Jingcheng was slightly taken aback, and looked him up and down.

He has been on the plane for many hours, even if it is first class, the suit he was wearing when he boarded the plane has long been unrecognizable.

Also, after two years of not seeing each other, he can't appear in front of Shen Zhuo like this.

And there are some things that he really needs to clarify with Mr. Su.

"Then let's go back to the old man first. Tell Aunt Zhong to help me tidy up. I'll go back and change my clothes."

Su Jingcheng nodded, ordered casually, and then glanced at the little assistant newly sent by Mr. Su beside him, "Call the chairman's office of 'Yiyu' and say..."

In the middle of Su Jingcheng's speech, he seemed to be a little embarrassed at first, but also seemed to have some joy that could not be concealed, and showed a smile that did not match his age.

Taking a closer look, that smile actually carried some taste of teenage love.

"Just say - Su Jingcheng is here to visit."

***

In addition to the more unfamiliar buildings, the roads in the capital are also more congested after two years of absence.

When Su Jingcheng was about to turn around and go directly to "Yiyu" when he was blocked by cars and people of all sizes, Lao Zhao took a detour and turned directly into the courtyard of the Su family's old house.

Mr. Su's small red-brick villa was one of the first batch of small foreign-style houses built after the founding of the People's Republic of China. It has been decades since today. The green ivy climbed from the walls to the roof, looking full of vitality.

His wife left early, and the character revealed by the artillery fire made him and his sons not so harmonious, so they moved out of this old house back and forth.

After Su Qin's death and Su Ge's imprisonment, the old house became more and more empty.

In the house of more than 300 square meters, only old man Su and his old housekeeper were left. The old housekeeper worked as a guard for old man Su when he was young, but after he was injured and changed his job, he came to work in the Su family.

Su Jingcheng got out of the car, and happened to bump into the butler when he entered the door. The old butler was still holding some weeding tools, and seemed to be planning to go to the garden.

The two nodded, and Su Jingcheng walked into the living room alone.

Mr. Su was sitting on the chair in the middle drinking tea. Perhaps he was old and nostalgic. Except for a few young people's rooms, the furniture in this old house hadn't been changed much.

They haven't seen each other for two years, the two still have some blood relationship after all, and Su Jingcheng's two years of treatment abroad cannot do without the help of Mr. Su in China.

So even though he was anxious to see Shen Zhuo, he still held his temper and sat down next to Mr. Su.

"grandfather."

Su Jingcheng cleaned his hands, and personally helped Old Master Su strain a cup of tea.

Old man Su has aged a lot, and the hand that took the teacup was wrinkled. He paused for a moment before narrowing his eyes: "You're back?"

Su Jingcheng nodded: "I'm back."

"Just work hard when you come back..." Old Master Su sighed, and slowly drank the cup of tea that Su Jingcheng respected, "I heard from Lin about your new financing in the United States, and you have a good vision."

Lin was originally the person that Mr. Su placed next to Su Jingcheng. Now when he heard that Lin reported his plan to Mr. Su, Su Jingcheng didn't have much reaction.

People like them are not easy to trust, and naturally they will not be easily disappointed.

"I know." Su Jingcheng nodded, "Don't worry."

Mr. Su put the teacup back on the mahogany tabletop, and took a look at Su Jingcheng: "I also want to rest assured...Jingcheng, I gave you your name at the time, in the hope that you will be clean and upright, and you will achieve great success."

Su Jingcheng's heart sank, he subconsciously raised his hand and glanced at his watch, there was still an hour before "Yiyu" got off work.

Shen Zhuo often works overtime... He wants to deliver some food to Shen Zhuo around six o'clock.

Mr. Su is already a person who has half his foot in the loess. He has been tossing around in the center of power for so many years, and he can more or less understand some of Su Jingcheng's thoughts.

Seeing his movements at this time, old man Su pursed his dry lips, and said tremblingly: "It is said that the rich can't be more than three generations, I don't believe it...Jing Cheng, the Su family started in my generation, I can't just sit and watch Just look at it and let it go down."

"Grandpa, you don't have to beat around the bush like this, just speak up if you have something to say."

Su Jingcheng finally lost his patience. He sat up straight and looked directly at the old man opposite him: "I have been treated in the United States for two years, and I will keep in mind your arrangements for me. When I come back now, I will naturally treat everyone in the Su family. an explanation."

Old Man Su opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Su Jingcheng.

He didn't get angry. Two years seemed to calm him down. He stood there looking strong and humble.

Su Jingcheng smiled slightly: "I will do what I promise, but other than that, as before, I will not accept anyone's comment."

Old Man Su's face seemed to turn gray all of a sudden, his hand holding the teacup was shaking non-stop, as if he was extremely angry and disappointed.

He stood up, pointed at Su Jingcheng, and hated iron for being weak: "Do you really want to get involved with that Shen man? He has no family background and no background. If you hadn't helped him up with one hand at that time, how could he be where he is today?" Besides, you two are big men! Su Jingcheng, where do you want the Su family's face to be—!"

"Especially the evaluation of Shen Zhuo."

Almost at the same time as Old Master Su finished speaking, Su Jingcheng looked at him and said.

After finishing speaking, as if worried that the person on the other side might not hear clearly, Su Jingcheng paused for a moment, and repeated again: "Today is the first time I heard it, Grandpa, and I hope it will also be the last time."

"Shen Zhuo is not someone else, and he didn't rely on me to get up."

Su Jingcheng refilled a cup of tea for old man Su, then pushed it in front of him, and then stood up, "He is my lover, and he will accompany me through the rest of my life. I cannot and will not allow anyone to insult me ​​again." he."

Su Jingcheng picked up the teacup and paid respects to Old Master Su, ignoring his expression and reaction, and said in a steady voice: "That's all for now, I'm going to change clothes, Shen Zhuo is still waiting for me."

And just after Su Jingcheng walked out two steps, he heard the clang of the porcelain teacup behind him.

Along with that sonorous sound, came old man Su's angry and indisputable hatred: "Su Jingcheng! Don't be stupid! Shen Zhuo didn't wait for you at all!"

Su Jingcheng turned around almost stiffly as if he had been knocked down hard.

The whole set of tea sets in front of Mr. Su was already in a mess. He pointed at Su Jingcheng and scolded angrily: "He left from 'Yiyu' two years ago, and now no one knows where he went. Pass you!"

***

With Su Jingcheng's massive capital injection, "Yiyu" has made a lot of new investments in the past two years.

What is most striking is that the new general manager appointed by Shen Zhuo before he left has a particularly outstanding investment vision, and his sensitivity to financial data is extraordinary.

While lamenting the superior ability of the new manager, the old employees of "Yiyu" also lamented Shen Zhuo's excellent vision.

But since their chairman Shen Zhuo said that he would take a long vacation a year and eight months ago, he has really been in the disappearance period, except for a few occasional phone calls, and then completely disappeared.

As employees, the dynamics of the upper management are naturally not always clear. They can only miss the days of Shen Zhuo while working more diligently with the new general manager to develop "Yiyu" better and better. Salaries are getting higher and higher.

In two years, "Yiyu" bought the entire office building and redecorated it according to Shen Zhuo's favorite style.

Sober and simple.

It was the evening off-duty time, and Su Jingcheng drove all the way from the Su family's old house to the downstairs of "Yiyu", and had passed the entire peak period.

He had just returned to China, so of course he didn't have a car yet. Old Zhao drove to pick him up in a Bentley, not a sports car, and the speed was mediocre.

The building of "Yiyu" is still brightly lit.

Su Jingcheng slammed on the brakes hard, and the royal blue frame let out a almost desperate hiss.

Time is the best medicine for forgetting, two years away from the business district of the capital, Su Jingcheng's name was gradually forgotten by the new employees.

While the "Yiyu" security guards were chasing him and shouting, "Sir, you can't park casually here", Su Jingcheng finally ran in front of the glass door through the opening of an employee who came out of the company to push the door.

The girls at the front desk were about to get off work, when Su Jingcheng rushed in front of them.

The security guards came in almost behind Su Jingcheng. The two extra-strong security guards were much stronger than Su Jingcheng who had just recovered from a serious illness, but they didn't pull the man away anyway.

He seemed to be forced to rush forward by a strange force from nowhere, his eyes were red, as if he had been robbed of his only treasure.

"Is Shen Zhuo here!?"

Su Jingcheng was panting badly, his hands were tightly grasping the marble surface of the front desk, there were needle holes on it that did not disappear after long-term infusion, it looked pale and terrifying.

The girls at the front desk were startled by his appearance, and subconsciously shook their heads for a while: "No, Chairman Shen is not here..."

"Where did he go!"

After getting the answer, Su Jingcheng seemed to be even more collapsed, his eyes were stained with panic and uncertainty from the inside out, he slammed his pale hands on the marble countertop, and asked sharply, "Tell me Me! Where did he go!? Where did he go!"

"Sir, sir, please calm down, please? This is the office area, please calm down!"

Only then did the front desk remember their professionalism, and they quickly winked at the security guard, signaling the security guard to pull Su Jingcheng out.

Fortunately, the off-duty time has passed, otherwise such chaos would have occurred in the lobby of "Yiyu", and the entertainment reporters would not know how to report it tomorrow.

The forceful pulling and the words from the front desk finally made Su Jingcheng's tense nerves slowly adjust. He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.

——No, Shen Zhuo promised him...

——His Shen Zhuo has always been very trustworthy.

——I won’t want him, I won’t abandon him.

——But, Shen Zhuo was a long time ago...

During the change of thinking, an irreparable despair finally completely filled Su Jingcheng's mind. He stood where he was, and let the security guards pull him a little bit, and asked in a hoarse voice: "He's gone?" How long……"

I don't know if it was because of his pity, but a girl at the front desk actually answered him. Although the voice was very low, Su Jingcheng could hear him clearly.

"Chairman Shen said he was on vacation, and he hasn't been to the company for almost two years..."

It's been almost two years since I came to the company...

Su Jingcheng only felt that all the strength in his body had been sucked out of his body.

It turns out that old man Su really didn't lie to him.

All his hard work, all his struggles and persistence in the past two years have all become a joke.

Shen Zhuo really didn't wait for him...

Also, why should he wait for him?

He obviously hates him so much.

Su Jingcheng felt that he wanted to laugh very much, but he couldn't laugh no matter what.

Flying back to China from the United States, he had an argument with Mr. Su at home. His body, which had just recovered from a serious illness, could not withstand the long-term fatigue and sudden emotional changes. Su Jingcheng felt that his eyes were dark and he was about to fall down. .

Before he fell down, he heard the sound of a string of high-heeled shoes not far away, and then stopped in front of him.

A female voice was uploaded from above his head: "Hey, long time no see, isn't this Director Su?"

***

When Su Jingcheng woke up, he was not in the hospital, but in a lounge like a suite.

He supported the bed and stood up by himself. The light in the room was dim. He opened the door, and there was a large office outside.

Then, he saw Aimee sitting on the reception sofa.

Aimee has completely lost her former girlishness. She is wearing a capable professional suit, which sets off her good figure, and her face is painted with makeup that is neither ostentatious nor superficial, and she looks full of momentum.

She stepped on a pair of shoes that were ten centimeters high, and seeing Su Jingcheng push the door out, Aimee put down the copies in her hand and stood up from the sofa.

"'Yiyu' has hired emergency doctors for artists, and has some facilities."

Aimee glanced at Su Jingcheng, and then said, "The doctor came just now, and said that you are still a little weak after recovering, and you have lost control of your emotions, you should just take a rest. That's why I didn't send you to the hospital."

Su Jingcheng didn't pay attention to this issue at all, he stared at Aimee: "Where's Shen Zhuo? You have always been his assistant, you should know his whereabouts best."

Aimee glanced at Su Jingcheng with eye makeup, and seemed to smile, but her expression was very cold.

She stretched out her fingers and circled the desk in front of her: "This is his office. Before he left 'Yiyu', he used to work here."

"As for the others..." Aimee bent down slightly, and picked up a few documents on the desktop. She flipped through a few pages, looked at them, and quickly closed them again.

"As for the others, Mr. Su, not everyone has the rights of the Su family to find out anything they want."

A momentary moment of confusion flashed across Aimee's expression, and soon disappeared, "Shen Zhuo disappeared for a year and eight months, and my contact with him was completely terminated a year and two months ago."

Aimee hooked the corners of her lips with great difficulty, as if she was speaking to Su Jingcheng, but also as if she was only speaking to herself.

Her voice was low, but slow and clear: "I found out through someone I knew, and the last place where his ID card was registered was a hospital in Shanghai."

"This is what Shen Zhuo asked me to give you before leaving."

Aimee seemed to flick her eyes very quickly, and she coughed twice, "He said that if you haven't found it, he will let me go to Su's house for you."

That document was no longer so brand new after almost two years, and even the paper seemed a little soft.

The list of documents is extremely simple, under a string of large characters in bold type "Property Ownership Term", there is Shen Zhuo's autograph.

His handwriting has always been delicate, elegant and beautiful.

"Property delivery can be done at any time, as long as you call someone over."

Aimee's voice was already choked with sobs, even though she told herself countless times to show her professionalism and the abilities she had trained in the past two years, she still felt the soreness in her eyes was unbearable.

Finally, hot tears rolled down from Aimee's eyes.

She pushed the document in front of Su Jingcheng, stretched out her hand and wiped off her worn makeup: "Boss Su, our boss doesn't owe you anything... Can you see it for the sake of his willingness to return all his property to you? Find out where he went..."

***

Shen Zhuo's whereabouts are actually not difficult to find.

In other words, he never deliberately concealed his destination.

But Aimee is only from an ordinary family. Even though she worked and met many people in the entertainment industry, as long as she is a human being, she has scruples.

The entertainment industry is a place where the eyes don't see the heart. She is worried about entrusting familiar people to investigate Shen Zhuo's traces and spreading them out, and also worried that there will be too many people, which will further affect the stable image of "Yiyu" to the outside world.

After procrastinating and procrastinating, finally Su Jingcheng came back.

During the few hours when Su Jingcheng was in a coma, people in the "Yiyu" building left all over the place, except for Saburo's office on the remaining floors that were still brightly lit.

Su Jingcheng stood there silently for a long time, then walked to Shen Zhuo's former desk without a word, and sat down without a sound.

He raised his eyes to take a look at the overall layout of the office, and then he seemed to be firmly nailed to the chair, and he didn't move for a long time.

—— "Hey, I said Su Jingcheng, if you do this again, I will really go out and do it alone!"

——"I've even thought about the layout of the office. I'm so annoyed by your back to the floor-to-ceiling windows. It would be terrible if an unknown object breaks through the window one day."

—— "Forget it, let's talk...you will know how to coax me."

He likes a clean and elegant symmetrical pattern, which best suits his obsessive-compulsive personality.

There must be light blue walls, off-white carpets, and a humidifier with sufficient power must be placed next to the desk.

Su Jingcheng slowly supported the table and stood up. He glanced expressionlessly at Aimee who was standing opposite him. He staggered and opened his mouth: "I will definitely... find him."

He stretched out his hand and touched Shen Zhuo's desk very gently, as if he could touch the person far away through the cold wooden structure.

Then, Su Jingcheng finally moved his footsteps, and he walked towards the door stiffly step by step, as if he was walking with great care, but also as if he was walking with great reluctance.

——On a certain day, or many days, did Shen Zhuo also walk back and forth along the route he walked, step by step.

Su Jingcheng put his hand on the doorknob, but he didn't open the door for a long time.

Aimee waited on the spot for a while, and was about to go up to check the situation, but before she had time to take the first step, she saw the man not far away kneeling down straight.

The 1.8-meter-five man, the golden turtle in the business world who is the grandson of Su's parents, has been held in the top of his heart since he was a child, living a chic and wanton life.

Just like that, sober, upright, as if his entire life had been emptied, he knelt down.

Aimee clearly saw the man holding his head with both hands, as if returning to the mother's body.

Only when people are extremely insecure and vulnerable, will they try to use this posture to make themselves feel better.

She watched Su Jingcheng kneel like this for more than ten minutes, then got up extremely slowly, and opened the office door.

Aimee stopped him suddenly.

"Su Jingcheng, you will get Shen Zhuo back, right?"

The man stood by the door frame and did not respond for a long time.

When Aimee thought he would not answer, he said softly: "Yes, I will accompany him."

Even if Shen Zhuo already...he will go to accompany him.

The two have missed each other for so long, and he will not be wrong again.

***

The nursing home recommended by Dr. Min is located in New York, USA, a veritable place where every inch of land is expensive, and the cost is surprisingly high.

During the rare sober days after being admitted to the hospital, Shen Zhuo was always thankful that he made a lot of money in the country, otherwise he would be kicked out sooner or later.

The doctor decided to perform the operation in the second month after he was admitted to the hospital. At that time, his depression was at its worst, and he completely refused to communicate with the outside world. Fortunately, someone from a domestic hospital accompanied him to help him go through the procedures. Successfully hospitalized for treatment.

At that time, the situation was urgent, and the outline of Shen Zhuo's lung lesions became more and more unclear, and there was no further delay.

After several inspections, Shen Zhuo was pushed into the operating room.

His lesion area was not good, and the operation was very difficult. The operation lasted almost eight hours.

What is gratifying is that Shen Zhuo got off the operating table alive.

When Shen Zhuo woke up and was in a normal state of mind, the doctor once told him that the operation was very successful, as long as the nursing and follow-up treatment are proper, it is entirely possible to achieve a complete recovery.

Foreign doctors are more optimistic than those in China, and they will encourage patients more. In addition, Shen Zhuo's condition is relatively special. For a while, the doctors in the respiratory department and the psychology department in the ward work in two shifts, which seems very lively.

With the passage of time, Shen Zhuo's condition gradually improved, and his psychological problems also improved under the doctor's repeated intervention.

But apart from Shen Zhuo saying a few words just after the operation, he cut off communication with the outside world again one day later.

No symptoms, like just tired, don't want to talk, so don't talk.

Because Shen Zhuo's depressive symptoms had obviously improved, and after repeated interventions were useless, the doctor could only attribute his silence to the reaction after the sequelae left by the stress disorder were stimulated.

Adjustments can only be made little by little, there is no easier shortcut.

The doctor even thought that only by finding the crux of the burning stress disorder can he completely cure his problem.

But maybe because of this special mental illness, the relationship between Shen Zhuo and other children in the hospital improved unexpectedly.

Adults often don't understand the world of children, and Shen Zhuo can't speak, let alone refute those innocent words, so many children in the hospital are very happy to come to him, pulling him to let Shen Zhuo take them Play.

There was even a young Chinese woman who was seriously ill entrusted her child to him before she died, hoping that if possible, Shen Zhuo could help her find the child's father.

This child has a pair of big round eyes, well-behaved and timid, Shen Zhuo once thought about adopting him.

However, it is too difficult to go through the foreign adoption procedures, and Shen Zhuo has a medical record, so this matter has been left alone.

When Su Jingcheng checked the entry and exit records from the ID number, he asked someone to check the registration records of the hospital again.

When he flew from Beijing overnight to New York, USA, he drove another five hours to the gate of this general hospital.

When he left the recognition that came with him beside him, and hurried along the hospital gate to find someone at the nurse's station in the inpatient department——

It seems to have a tacit understanding, and it seems to be a coincidence.

He inadvertently glanced at the lawn in front of the inpatient department.

The lawn is neatly built, green and green, and clusters of small dandelions bloom in the cracks of the grass, as if shy and timid.

And at the end of the line of sight.

He saw Shen Zhuo standing in the middle of the lawn.

The person he put on top of his heart was wearing a light blue and white striped hospital gown, standing there gently and quietly, as soft as if vulnerable to a single blow.

A group of children surrounded him, laughing and running around, full of vigor and vitality.

When the eyes of the two meet——

Shen Zhuo bent his lips at him.

The author has something to say: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh please let me sigh! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Well, the sigh is over.

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This book was actually a hole dug in January last year, and it finally started to be filled and finished this year.

After writing for five full months, I abused myself... Forget it, I burst into tears, so I won’t talk about it.

But finally the ending is good, these two people are finally together after all the hard work.

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Regarding lung cancer, lung cancer can be cured in the early stage with today's medical level. After the cancer cells are eliminated and there is no recurrence for five years, the medical profession believes that it has been completely cured.

And Su Zhazha will not let Shen Zhuo get sick again.After all, he wants to hold Shen Zhuo on top of his heart in the future. (*^__^*)

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Tomorrow there will be another extra episode~ There are about five chapters in the extra episode, all of which are the sweet little daily life of two people.

And then, it's all over.

Everyone, it's time to come out and bubbly!Have you seen the little leather whip in my hand [Super Fierce]

There will be [-] messages soon, and there will be [-] bottles of nutrient solution soon, Emmmmmm... you know

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The new articles are pre-collected in the column, I don't know which article you want to read first?You can leave a message and let me know~ [Haha, there is actually an outline of the quick travel that is not listed, you can also tell me if you want to see it.

By the way, if you can, please post the author's column for collection, just click on the author's column on the copywriting page to collect it ^_^.

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The last and most important thing to say is:

Thank you all for accompanying me along the way. In the environment where JJ Tianwen is in power, in fact, when I opened this article, I was not sure if I could finish it and write it well.

You are all my motivation and courage.

Thanks again.

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