The husband of a financial tycoon

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the ship docked and arrived in Shanghai.

Zhuang Xing dragged a suitcase with Shen Xiuzhu's backpack on it. Shen Xiuzhu was dressed relaxed, wearing a thick down jacket with long johns and a sweater inside.

It was rainy and cold in Shanghai in January, especially the cold wind, which made Shen Xiuzhu's heart bitterly cold. He hugged Zhuang Xing's arm and shrank behind his brother.

Zhuang Xing simply held him in his arms and took a taxi directly to the hotel. It wasn't until he got in the car that Shen Xiuzhu calmed down a bit. When he was a child in Shen's mansion, it snowed in winter, but as long as he wore thick enough clothes, he would be fine. It's not that cold anymore.

But now he is already dressed thick enough, but in Shanghai, the soul blown by the wind is going to be cold. If possible, he really wants to stay on Zhuang Zhou Island for the rest of his life, but he still has to leave to go to university, Zhuang Zhou Dao will stay at most another 3 years to finish high school.

Through the car window, Shen Xiuzhu looked at the city of Shanghai.

Shanghai women in 94 have begun to be refined. They wear powder and lipstick, and their thick black eyebrows show the style and charm of southern women.

While waiting for the green light, Shen Xiuzhu saw a particularly eye-catching woman in a red coat, with curly hair curled behind her head, a cheongsam inside, a red coat on the outside, fiery red fur at the cuffs and neckline, and a pair of haircuts on her feet. High heel.

People passing by all looked at her one after another. Few people wore this outfit, except those who made movies, so they were especially willing to take a look at her when they met in life.

Shen Xiuzhu also saw a man in a suit on the side of the road holding a briefcase and talking on the phone with a mobile phone in his hand. This was the first time Shen Xiuzhu saw someone other than a movie use a mobile phone. After all, it is a big city, compared to them How advanced the town is.

Zhuang Xing was still cautious, and finally went to the most upscale hotel with heating and a good environment, mainly because he was afraid that the child would catch a cold again, and the loss would not be worth the loss, and he was not short of the accommodation fee.

Xingyue Hotel is located in Jing'an District, Shanghai, within walking distance to the department store building on Nanjing Road, which is said to be full of high-end imported goods.

The double room that Zhuang Xing booked has a window as big as half a wall, and you can see the best view of Shanghai ME.DJ Beach. There is a round table in the room, two comfortable single sofas, and two large beds with white sheets.

For the room I just booked, the heating will take a while to come on, Zhuang Xing took out the toiletries from the suitcase, and Shen Xiuzhu has already taken off his shoes and shrunk under the quilt, which shows that he is really afraid of the cold.

After brushing his teeth, Zhuang Xing came out and asked the child on the bed, "Are you hungry? Go brush your teeth, let's go down and have breakfast."

"Hmm..." Shen Xiuzhu rolled into a small shrimp on the bed, unwilling to move.

Zhuang Xing used to hold the child's face in both hands. He washed his face with hot water, but his hands were still warm, "There is hot water, not cold."

Shen Xiuzhu stretched out his hands to grab his brother's big palm, Zhuang Xing frowned, the little paws were cold, so he had no choice but to tuck the quilt up for the child, went out of the room and asked the hotel for a plastic basin, and scalded the child with the hottest water. foot.

Because Shen Xiuzhu kept shrinking, Zhuang Xing simply sat on the edge of his bed, reached into the quilt, grabbed the child's feet and took off the socks, then hugged him and the quilt together, hugged him in his arms, and let the child go by himself Hot feet.

Shen Xiuzhu tried the water temperature over and over again, until he got used to it, he stepped into the hot water with both feet, and his heart warmed up with the temperature under his feet.

With his heart pounding, Shen Xiuzhu touched his chest under the quilt, and quietly raised his head to look at Zhuang Xing. Zhuang Xing had his arms around him and was reading a newspaper in front of him, not paying attention to his gaze at all.

Shen Xiuzhu didn't know what was wrong with him, he felt that he had a fever from the cold, otherwise how could he see Zhuang Xing's side face and his heart beat faster?And he felt that his face was also burning, and he rubbed against Zhuang Xing's arms uneasily.

Zhuang Xing hugged her tightly again, "Cold?"

Shen Xiuzhu shook his head in a daze.

Zhuang Xing saw the child's flushed face, touched his forehead with one hand, and asked, "Why is your face so red? Have a fever? Do you have a headache?"

"No! No... fever, it doesn't hurt." Shen Xiuzhu wanted to shake his head, but Zhuang Xing's warm palm was pressed against his forehead, so he quickly answered.

"It's hot..." Shen Xiuzhu added.

Only then did Zhuang Xing let go of his hand to test the temperature of his forehead, let go of Shen Xiuzhu, and sat back by himself. Shen Xiuzhu unconsciously turned his toes while hugging the quilt, and was dazed for a while.

After Shen Xiuzhu's feet were scalded for a while, Zhuang Xing reached out to test the temperature of the water, and it was no longer hot. Then he stood up and went to the bathroom to get a towel. He wiped Shen Xiuzhu's feet in a natural and coherent manner, and then went to renovate the suitcase. The socks go.

Shen Xiuzhu felt something was fermenting in his heart, as if a seed was trying to break out of the ground...

After Shen Xiuzhu was warmed up and tidied up, it was already 9 o'clock. Zhuang Xing took the child to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. This time, he specially ordered fried buns and old Shanghai duck blood vermicelli for the child.

Zhuang Xing ordered Hu spicy soup with northern steamed buns for himself. He was used to drinking porridge in the morning, so he wanted something light.

The pan-fried buns are delicious. The bottom of the buns is fried golden. The top of the buns is sprinkled with sesame seeds and shallots. Once you bite into it, the soup will flow out. The chef of this hotel is an authentic Shanghainese, and the Shanghai cuisine is very authentic. , Shen Xiuzhu was satisfied.

Looking up at the Hu spicy soup in his brother's bowl, he licked his lips and begged for it with a spoon, "Brother, let me take a spoon, is it delicious brother?"

Zhuang Xing picked up the bowl and handed it to him, and waited for him to take a spoonful before replying, "It's delicious, can I order you a bowl too?"

Other people's bowls are delicious, Shen Xiuzhu shook his head, "No, I won't eat after another bite."

He liked the peppery taste very much, so he took another spoonful and ate it before continuing to eat his duck blood vermicelli.

There are still quite a few people having breakfast at this moment. It can be seen that they are all well-dressed people. There is a big brother at each table. The men are wearing well-fitting suits with their hair combed back, and the women are also wearing slim coats and down jackets. , Wealth is compelling.

It cost 20 yuan for one breakfast, Shen Xiuzhu opened his mouth in surprise, the two of them ate two days' wages of the workers in the town for one breakfast?He was still recalling what amazing thing he ate just now, was it vermicelli soup or pan-fried buns?

Different from his shock, other people who paid the bill paid calmly as usual. At this time, more and more people began to enjoy a luxurious life.

Zhuang Xing gently pinched the child's cheek, he couldn't help laughing, he is a person with hundreds of thousands of fortunes, and he scared the child with only 20 yuan?

After breakfast, Zhuang Xing led the children to a department store in Shanghai, bought cashmere sweaters, wool socks, cashmere scarves and leather gloves, and asked Shen Xiuzhu to go to the fitting room to change.

Shen Xiuzhu's body warmed up, and he was no longer light and heavy. Zhuang Xing wanted to take him to buy down jackets and woolen coats, but Shen Xiuzhu stopped him desperately, and walked out of the department store with his brother's arms in his arms.

"Don't buy it. If you don't wear it a few times, Zhuangzhou Island will only wear a sweater at most." Shen Xiuzhu still muttered.

Only then was Zhuang Xing persuaded, and he agreed with the bag, "Okay, don't buy it, let's go, go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange."

The last time he came to the Shenzhen Stock Exchange was in December 90. After four years, he stepped into the Shanghai Stock Exchange again in January 12.

In 4 years, after the 93-year bear market in China, stockholders are no longer blindly fanatical, so there are a lot fewer stockholders in the Shanghai Stock Exchange at this time, sitting in the retail hall in twos and threes.

Someone saw Zhuang and Xing looking at the stock information, and came over to say hello: "Comrade, do you buy stocks? Is there anything you like?"

When Zhuang Xing looked at the people, his first impression was that he was honest and honest, a middle-aged man with a thin figure, and his accent should be a native of Shanghai. Zhuang Xing nodded politely.

Middle-aged man: "Have you bought it before? Does SDB know?"

Zhuang Xing nodded again, "What?"

"I have 100 shares in my hand. If you want me to sell them all to you, I can get 5 cents cheaper than the market. How about it?"

Zhuang Xing understood, this middle-aged man was locked up, and he came to the Shanghai Stock Exchange to look for Yang Zai.He sold SDB 2 years ago and made a fortune. Now 80 of the 60 miles in his account is the income brought by SDB.

It's just that it's January 95, and the Shenzhen Development Bank has already broken the historical record. No matter how cheap it is, he will not buy it again.

Zhuang Xing politely declined the middle-aged man's offer, and turned around to leave the Shanghai Stock Exchange. The middle-aged man saw that they didn't buy any, so he turned around and went out. He just regarded them as two wanderers and continued to sit on the retail bank. Waiting for the next target.

Shen Xiuzhu rubbed his fingertips through the leather gloves, and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to buy stocks?"

"I won't buy it, it's green, I'm not sure." Zhuang Xing replied as he walked slowly.

Shen Xiuzhu laughed inexplicably. For the first time, he felt that his brother was also an ordinary person, which made him feel that his poor grades were not difficult to accept.

It seems that there is no need to implement the first plan of stock trading. Zhuang Xing intends to look at the 327 national debt, but he is not in a hurry to act today.So in the afternoon, the two of them are going to go shopping in Shanghai.

In Shanghai in the 90s, the street buildings were still relatively short, and each shop had another signboard fixed on the wall, and the colorful signboards grew on the buildings, which also became a unique background of the times.

Urban construction has just started, but there are many migrant workers in Shanghai, and the number of vehicles on the road has begun to increase, sharing the same road with pedestrians. At this time, there are no safety measures, and pedestrians are walking close to the buildings.

On the bustling Nanjing Road Flyover, some people are already imitating the protagonists in the movie posing to take pictures. Shen Xiuzhu also saw a man in a black coat hugging a woman in a brown woolen coat tightly, and buried his head in the woman's lap. At the neck, the two people moved very intimately, which attracted many people's attention.

When I encountered this scene in the 80s, I was arrested. It was a crime of hooliganism.But people who work in Shanghai are too lazy to meddle in their own business, and now that the movies being made are becoming more and more straightforward, it's not surprising.

Shen Xiuzhu is still a bumpkin, he hasn't seen them in the town yet, he knows that these two are lovers, he is a little curious, so he can't help but keep staring.

Zhuang Xing saw that he looked like he had never seen the world, so he couldn't help pinching the back of his neck with his hands, forcing his head to straighten, and forbidding him to watch it again, "Children, don't watch it, brother will show you." Go to the movie."

Afterwards, Zhuang Xing kept putting his hands on Shen Xiuzhu's neck. The seed in Shen Xiuzhu's heart couldn't help but burst out, but it still didn't break out of the soil.

The two went to the Shanghai Film Bureau. There were movie posters posted on the wall outside the bureau. Although the picture quality was rough, they were still very popular. Welcome, "Nine Pins of Sesame Official White Bread and Blue Sky" starring Zhou Xingchi also leads other box office.

There were no tickets for the two films he wanted to watch, and Zhuang Xing asked Shen Xiuzhu to choose which movie to watch. Shen Xiuzhu opened his eyes wide and looked up at the gaudy posters, and finally pointed to "A Chinese Journey to the West".

When "A Chinese Journey to the West" was first released in January 95, the response was not good.

And Shen Xiuzhu just because he likes to watch "Journey to the West", it just so happens that there are tickets for this.

The movie they selected was scheduled to be screened at 6 o'clock, and it was specially selected for the time when everyone was eating, because the most popular movies were shown during the prime time in the afternoon and the time after dinner in the evening. There are 3 hours.

Shen Xiuzhu's nose was red and his lips were a little dry. He followed Zhuang Xing aimlessly. He never needed to take his brains when he went out with his brother. He only needed to open his eyes and look around to satisfy his curiosity.

From the Shen Mansion in the Great Zhou Dynasty to Dao Town, and then from Dao City to the big city of Shanghai, these changes are too great.

Zhuang Xing took him to KFC, entered the baroque gate, passed the large circular staircase, and entered this American fast food restaurant. In 95, the types of hamburger snacks were relatively simple, and the fried chicken burger cost 5 yuan, served with Coke.

There is also a set meal of 9 yuan and 9 cents, a piece of plain chicken, a box of mashed potatoes, and a small meal bag. The small meal bag is tasteless. Shen Xiuzhu doesn't like to eat, but he can't eat enough chicken nuggets and mashed potatoes.

Zhuang Xing took the lunch bag that Shen Xiuzhu grabbed a piece of, and ate it, "Eat the hamburger first, and drink too much Coke to make your stomach swell."

Zhuang Xing only found out recently that Shen Xiuzhu likes to eat the delicious food first, and he doesn't eat enough. When the food he likes is gone, there is no room in his stomach for the staple food, so he often has to watch the children eat.

Shen Xiuzhu had already eaten a palm-sized chicken nugget and a bowl of mashed potatoes. He was drinking Coca-Cola at the moment. He listened to his brother and took a hamburger and gnawed slowly. The fried chicken nuggets in the hamburger had no bones, but they were served with a strange sauce delicious.

"Brother, do you only eat this in the United States? It's too much to eat." Shen Xiuzhu envied.

Zhuang Xing couldn't help laughing and said, "Aren't you tired of eating every day?"

When Zhuang Xing was young, he basically ate rice and didn’t have so many delicacies, so if he didn’t eat rice once a day, he always felt that he couldn’t get enough.

"I'm not tired, I can eat it every day." He likes hamburgers, plain chicken, and French fries, he can eat it every day.

"Then you come to Shanghai after your college entrance examination, and my brother will feed you KFC every day."

"I'm in college, will my brother also come to Shanghai?" Shen Xiuzhu thought, that would be great.

Zhuang Xing tore up the packet of tomato sauce, and replied, "Your school starts, brother will come to work in Shanghai."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shen Xiuzhu, ready to coax the child, but Shen Xiuzhu asked: "Then I can come to my brother by taking a boat on vacation?"

"That's right, are you willing to come?" Zhuang Xing was a little surprised. He didn't have any objection to the fact that the child had grown up.

As long as it's not a foreign country that he can't go to, Shen Xiuzhu will feel relieved, "If you want, I'll come to Shanghai for the university entrance exam, brother wait for me!"

Zhuang Xing nodded in agreement, the child has grown into a teenager, but his temperament of relying on himself has not changed.

The two spent an afternoon at KFC. On the first floor of the same building, in the Peace Hotel, Shen Wanjin, a well-known tycoon in Shanghai, was having dinner with business friends.

A long scarf and a woolen coat are hung at the door. Shen Wanjin is wearing a suit and sitting at the main seat, quietly listening to the discussions of business friends. The domineering.

He concluded: "So I have already bought the information of the brokerage firm of China Warehouse. As long as someone pays a deposit to make a warehouse receipt, you can contact the brokerage, short 327, and lower the price a little bit. If you want to make money, we will make a lot of money."

The other five or six people here all agree and are willing to implement, "Okay, I will arrange it right away."

"However, Fuhong Securities, which is long, has been clinging to it. They will definitely increase their positions after such an obvious move by us. Doesn't this drive up the price?"

The questioner was the boss of a small securities company. He didn't quite understand Shen Wanjin's behavior. They took short positions because they wanted the price to go down, but Shen Wanjin's behavior would definitely push the price up.

Shen Wanjin: "Fuhong's family added a long order of 20 lots last night (each with a face value of 20000 yuan), so we must act."

Several bigwigs in the securities industry at the dinner table were surprised, where did Fu Hong get his confidence?Why is Fuhong so sure that the 327 national debt will be oversubsidized when inflation, economic depression, and rising prices are present?

"Is Fu Hong in a hurry?"

"Hehe, Liu Yingfa has already retired from the Ministry of Finance. Does he think it's the time for him to make decisions?" The man smiled disdainfully. Liu Yingfa, the director of Fuhong, was too arrogant.

Shen Wanjin took a puff of cigarette, "Let's let him see, is he the master?"

The people also lost their minds about guessing their opponents, and the interest was due on June 95, 6. In order not to waste all their previous efforts, they could only strengthen their team and move forward indomitably.

Zhuang Xing and Shen Xiuzhu waited warmly for the movie screening. The theaters in big cities are indeed better than those in county towns, and the projections are bigger than the screens in county towns. Seat selection first.

Under many misunderstandings in "A Chinese Journey to the West", Bai Jingjing wanted to commit suicide and end her life. The Supreme Treasure used the Moonlight Box to travel through time and space again and again to save Bai Jingjing, but the last time she went back to 500 years ago, when she was learning Buddhist scriptures with Tang Monk.

Seeing this, Shen Xiuzhu was shocked in his heart. At this moment, he felt that he might be the Supreme Treasure, brought by the Moonlight Box to 1000, 1990 years later.

He leaned into Zhuang Xing's ear and said, "Brother, I am Supreme Treasure."

Zhuang Xing nodded cooperatively after listening, and rubbed the boy's head with one hand, "Yes, you also know that you are a monkey."

He only took it as a child's joke, and didn't take it seriously.Shen Xiuzhu looked at his brother in the dark. There were sounds of cracking melon seeds, discussions, and laughter in the theater. Everyone did not have a sense of etiquette in public places.

Seeing his brother staring at the screen seriously, Shen Xiuzhu didn't say anything else, just put one leg on his brother's leg and dangled that calf happily, he felt that he was so powerful, he was the Supreme Treasure.

The current Supreme Treasure is not powerful at all, just like his bad grades in the exam now, but he believes that he will be like the Supreme Treasure, and finally become the Monkey King, shining brilliantly.

Back in the hotel building, Shen Xiuzhu was still very excited. He pulled Zhuang Xing and kept emphasizing: "Brother, I am Supreme Treasure, and I was brought by the Moonlight Treasure Box."

"What about your Moonlight Box? Is it exactly the same as in the movie?" After all, it's a movie, and it's hard to imagine traveling through time and space. Zhuang Xing doesn't take it seriously, he just loves the boy, so he cooperates with him.

"Hmm! It should be the same. I'll go back and ask my grandpa. Grandpa picked me up." Shen Xiuzhu replied, put his hand in Zhuang Xing's coat pocket, and prepared to go upstairs.

Zhuang Xing stopped, looked at the boy in surprise and asked, "Did you find it?"

Shen Xiuzhu timidly wanted to pull his hand out of his brother's pocket, thinking that his brother was unwilling, so he replied in a low voice: "Yes, the little bamboo fell into the lotus pond and was picked up by grandpa."

It turns out that Xiao Zhuzi is not Zhou Xuejun's grandson, but Zhou Xuejun really treated him very well. Zhuang Xing always thought that he was his relative. Are Xiao Zhuzi's original relatives still alive?

Zhuang Xing pressed Shen Xiuzhu's hand that was about to be withdrawn, and dragged the child back to the hotel room. After they sat down, he asked, "Why did you fall into the lotus pond?"

Shen Xiuzhu replied honestly: "Grandma left, the butler bullied me, I knocked the butler unconscious with a jade pillow, ran into the garden and accidentally fell down."

housekeeper?Zhuang Xing was a little puzzled. In the new era, the name of the old society can no longer be used, and what yard can have a lotus pond?Is it the old landlord's house?

"Grandma passed away? What about your parents?" Zhuang Xing gently touched the child's soft cheek when he asked.

"My mother got sick and passed away when I was 5 years old, and my father didn't like me..." Shen Xiuzhu's tone was indifferent. After living in this era for 4 years, he sometimes wondered, could the Shen residence be another Dream of Red Mansions?Just exist in the book.

Zhuang Xing frowned, the child spoke calmly, but he only felt distressed, "How could he not like you? You are so obedient and obedient."

"Because someone pushed me into the lotus pond, grandma said that someone was going to kill me, so she said I was stupid, so my father didn't like me anymore. He has nine aunts and wives, and I have more than a dozen brothers and sisters..."

………………

"Then I was taken away by the Moonlight Box..."

Zhuang Xing never thought that the time travel in "A Chinese Journey to the West" would happen to him, and it would happen to Shen Xiuzhu.

He had no doubts at all, one was that Shen Xiuzhu couldn't lie to himself, and the other was that he remembered the 12-year-old Shen Xiuzhu, the eldest son of the Shen family, who had long hair tied behind his head and stared at him expressionlessly.

The long hair of a man in ancient times, facial paralysis pretending to be stupid to protect himself, the portrait of a woman in ancient costume in the studio, when he first saw it, he thought it was a child's imagination, but now that he thinks about it, children don't like to see it Costume dramas, and the costumes in costume dramas are also different from his paintings.

Everything told him that what Shen Xiuzhu said was true.

His mother died at the age of 5, and the only grandmother who protected him also died when he was 12 years old. Before his bones were cold, Shen Xiuzhu was bullied by the housekeeper and pushed into the lotus pond when he was a child. The rich really take people for their lives.

Zhuang Xing hugged Shen Xiuzhu tightly in distress, "You are so good, brother and grandpa like you, don't be afraid, brother will not let people bully you again."

For the first time, Shen Xiuzhu felt so relaxed, he could completely confess himself in front of his brother.He didn't say that he was a little brother. After all, he had lived here for more than four years. He had never heard of a little brother in this era, so he gradually believed that it was impossible for a man to have children.

After all, he was only 12 years old in the Great Zhou Dynasty, so he had no experience.

"So, brother, my grades are not good now, but I will also become the Monkey King." Shen Xiuzhu raised his head in Zhuang Xing's arms, staring at his brother with wide eyes as a guarantee.

Zhuang Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he rubbed the child's soft face roughly, but said softly: "If it's not good, it's not good, you have a brother, don't be inferior, you hear me?"

He remembered that when Zhou Xuejun wanted to find a school for his child, he said that the parents of the child had no money to support them, so they did not send them to school, but the child was not stupid, and he was sent to the nursery office, and he could indeed receive normal education, so there were not many think.

Unexpectedly, the child turned out to be the eldest son of a rich family, and he didn't go to private school because he pretended to be a fool to save his life. No wonder, apart from liberal arts, which can be memorized by rote, science is a mess.

Shen Xiuzhu's mouth was squeezed and pouted, and he agreed inarticulately: "Uh...um!".

Zhuang Xing looked at the child's chubby lips, and almost lowered his head to kiss him. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and quickly let go. What's wrong with him?Zhuang Xing rubbed his hands, the palms still felt the tenderness of the child's cheeks.

Probably the child told himself this amazing life experience and origin, so let himself and the child feel closer, Zhuang Xing thought to himself.

After all, he was the first and only person who knew that Shen Xiuzhu was from the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After taking a shower at night, Shen Xiuzhu naturally squeezed onto the bed where Zhuang Xing was, "Brother, let's sleep together."

The hotel has already turned on the heating, Zhuang Xing tried to refuse: "It's not cold, are you addicted to squeezing brother on the boat?"

As soon as he lifted the boat, Shen Xiuzhu started laughing and joking. He moved around in the middle of the night without sleeping, and was finally hugged by his brother.Thinking of this, he was even more unwilling to sleep by himself, he lifted the quilt and got in, hugged Zhuang Xing's waist tightly, lay on his side, and put one leg on Zhuang Xing's thigh.

This rogue and dependent look made Zhuang Xing compromise.Zhuang Xing was lying on the head of the bed, still reading the newspaper, the place next to Shen Xiuzhu was warm.

Except for the feet that were hanging on his lap, Zhuang Xing clamped the child's warm and cold feet, simply threw the newspaper aside, and lay down and hugged Shen Xiuzhu to sleep soundly.

Early in the morning, in Shanghai in winter, at night, the streets of the city seem to be covered with a layer of black and gray fog. There are already many pedestrians on the street. relax.

Zhuang Xing woke up and looked out the window, the sky was clear and bright, it seemed that today was a good day.Shen Xiuzhu beside him had his back turned to him, lying on his side in the middle of the bed, yes, Zhuang Xing had been squeezed to the edge of the bed.

He angrily rubbed the hair of the domineering sleeping child, and the soft touch made him unable to help pinching the milk on the child's face before getting out of bed and going to the bathroom to wash up.

When he got dressed, Shen Xiuzhu was still sound asleep, curled up into a shrimp, Zhuang Xing tried to wake him up, "Little Zhuzi?"

He yelled three times in a row, but the child didn't move. Zhuang Xing went downstairs to the newsstand to buy a newspaper, and then went to the public phone booth to call Fa Shan Jiashu. He had told Fa Shan before he came to Shanghai. , If there is a situation and a plan, please contact me, and the hair boys are waiting.

Shan Jiashu stayed on Zhuangzhou Island and worked in the hospital of Director Shan, Fu Zheng also worked at the Municipal Bureau of Zhuangzhou Island, and Xu Si worked in a Shanghai state-owned enterprise.

As soon as the call was transferred to Shan Jiashu, Zhuang Xing said directly: "Jiashu, can you come to Shanghai in the next two days? I will go to Xu Si in the afternoon, and the brothers can discuss it. Let's speculate in futures. I am a little sure about this." .”

Shan Jiashu was already thinking about how to ask for leave with his father, so he just asked, "How much will it cost?"

"Bring all the booklets, let's meet and discuss." Zhuang Xing said loudly, mainly because the four brothers are too familiar, and the friendship they grew up with is closer than others.

Shan Jiashu agreed, Zhuang Xing: "Then tell Zhengzi, come together, I won't call, I will go to buy a mobile phone in the afternoon, what shift do you have today? I will call you back at night and give you your phone number. "

"I work early today, and you still call home at night."

Zhuang Xing explained a few more words, the two ended the call, and he took the newspaper back to the hotel.

Shen Xiuzhu had already woken up, he turned his head and looked around the room, then closed his eyes again, wrapped himself in the quilt, without any energy, and shouted emotionlessly: "Brother...Brother?"

He opened his eyes again when there was no response, "Zhuang Xing?"

Still didn't respond, he was pouted, and was about to get angry when the door was opened, Zhuang Xing walked in with a newspaper, saw him sitting on the bed, and said to him: "Are you awake? Go wash your face, and take you down for breakfast." .”

Shen Xiuzhu asked: "It's early in the morning, where have you been?"

"Call downstairs." Zhuang Xing walked over and pushed Shen Xiuzhu's hair away, and put his palm against his forehead to test his temperature. It was normal. He let go of his hand and urged the child, "Get up, are you hungry?"

Only then did Shen Xiuzhu let go of the quilt, stretched his waist, and let out a comfortable □□, then went to brush his teeth and wash his face full of vigor.

After packing up and putting on his coat and leaving the hotel, Shen Xiuzhu was still begging Zhuang Xing, "Eat hamburgers, brother..."

Zhuang Xing is really convinced, no matter how delicious, popular, or precious ingredients are, nothing can compare to the freshness of KFC in the hearts of children.

On Zhuangzhou Island, Zhou Xuejun is receiving distinguished guests in the living room. The guest is Ji Derun, who runs a private gallery.The two exchanged pleasantries for a long time before Ji Derun made it clear, "I called Zhang Jian last time, and he said that he would no longer write. Mr. Zhou has other arrangements?"

Since Zhou Xuejun refused to borrow money from Zhang Jian, he broke off contact. The last time he saw Zhang Jian, he was also driving a car to find trouble, so he didn't know very well, "I don't have any contact with him anymore. I don't know him well. I still same as usual."

Ji Derun saw that Zhou Xuejun's expression was calm, and he didn't seem to want to talk deeply. Although he was curious, he didn't ask any more questions, but begged: "If Mr. Zhou is still painting, I can rest assured. Does Mr. Zhou have any works to show recently? To be honest, I came here just to ask for a painting."

"Yes, there is. I'm alone with my grandson, and I really don't have the energy to run around."

Ji Derun immediately understood. In the past, Zhang Jian sent paintings and helped send money, but Zhou Laogang said that he had cut off contact with the students, "It's easy. I will arrange someone for you. My nephew is absolutely reliable."

It is true that Zhou Xuejun has not exhibited his works in the past two years, but if someone appreciates them, he is of course willing to show them. He took Ji Derun to the studio.

In the end, it was agreed upon a pair of ink landscape paintings of [Mountains and Rivers Living in Peace] to be sold in Ji Derun’s gallery. Ji Derun got what he wanted, and looked at the works of the studio with peace of mind, and then he was attracted by a pair of works of [Mother Qin] .

[Mother] is a painting made by Shen Xiuzhu with fine brushwork. The color of the whole painting is light and elegant, but the woman in ancient costume in the painting is soft and delicate, and the mother's loving eyes are looking at the swaddling baby in her arms. .

"Mr. Zhou, this is?" Ji Derun knew Zhou Xuejun's works, but it didn't look like Zhou Xuejun's paintings.

Sure enough, he heard Zhou Xuejun answer: "Oh, it was drawn by my little grandson. He is good at figure painting, and he especially loves ancient people."

Ji Derun praised: "As expected of Mr. Zhou, he is so spiritual."

Zhou Xuejun smiled, and accompanied Ji Derun to admire Shen Xiuzhu's paintings. Unexpectedly, Ji Derun continued, "Mr. Zhou, are you willing to sell your grandson's works?"

From Zhou Xuejun's professional point of view, Sun Tzu's paintings are indeed aura, but they cannot be sold yet, because once all works are contaminated with money, someone will always use the value to evaluate them.

Of course, it is inevitable that there will be criticisms from professionals, immature painting skills, and lack of grandeur in the composition, these are all facts, he is afraid that this language will slander Shen Xiuzhu.

So Zhou Xuejun refused: "The grandson is still young, and he is only 17 this year, so he can't sell it. Let's just appreciate it."

"Mr. Zhou, I marked it as not for sale, but only for appreciation, so you can lend me one." Ji Derun did not give up. He has been running a gallery for many years, and his eyes told him that he could not miss this painting.

Zhou Xuejun was a little embarrassed, so he didn't speak again, Ji Derun stepped up, "I will never let this work change hands from my hands, you can ask for it back at any time, and I will send it back to you personally, if there is someone who really likes it and wants to collect it, I will definitely After discussing with you and cooperating with you for many years, can Mr. Zhou still not trust me?"

Ji Derun's sincerity is here, Zhou Xuejun was indeed persuaded, but this pair of "Niangqin" really can't be given, all the framed paintings are Shen Xiuzhu's very cherished works, he chose another one for Ji Derun.

It is a picture of two maids in ancient costumes sitting in the corridor and fighting with each other, and Shen Xiuzhu named it [Teasing].The composition of this picture is more complete, but the painting skills are obviously not as mature as [Niangqin], and there is no emotion involved. It was created from the perspective of a bystander.

Zhou Xuejun is obsessed with art, he is not considered an excellent parent in life, he can only say that he is qualified, he raised Shen Xiuzhu by his side, and until now he only thinks that Shen Xiuzhu likes to draw ancient costume characters so much because he is watching TV series, or comic books, or reading books. I just feel that the talent is excellent, so the painting is very real.

Ji Derun returned with a full load, and Zhou Xuejun returned to the studio to appreciate Shen Xiuzhu's paintings. After all, he is a child, and he can complete a work in a few days. He has energy, inspiration, and penmanship.

Zhou Xuejun is full of pride in his heart. His 17-year-old grandson has people who like to collect his creations. He is also the boss of Ji Derunji, a businessman who has been nurturing painting art for decades. What a pride this is.

Shen Xiuzhu didn't ask for KFC even though he was begging for nothing. In the end, he ate Chinese steamed buns and vermicelli soup.After breakfast, Zhuang Xing took him to Xu Si's house. It was the first time Shen Xiuzhu saw his elder brother's brother, and obediently called, "Brother Si."

Xu Si also said seriously to the immature-looking young man, "Hello, Xiuzhu."

Xu Si asked for leave from his work unit, and drove his brothers around Shanghai in person. Zhuang Xing also sat in the back seat to accompany Shen Xiuzhu, while talking to Xu Si, "Find me a place, and I'll buy a phone."

It cost Zhuang Xing 1 yuan to buy a mobile phone, which included 5 yuan for network access and 3000 yuan for stored calls.This price is equal to the wages of workers for several years. A few people still use BP machines, and very few people will buy mobile phones, and those who own mobile phones are considered a sign of 'big men'.

But Zhuang Xing bought it for the purpose of calling. At this time, the phone number started with 90.Back in the car, Xu Si took them to dinner, and Shen Xiuzhu took the elder brother and held it to look at it. It looked like a telephone receiver in a public telephone booth, except that the elder brother had a signal pin on its head.

But it looks exactly the same as in the movie. In the movie, the big brothers are holding big brothers like black bricks, talking about hundreds of millions of business, which is the goal of countless young people.