innocent year

A black Mercedes-Benz descends at a moderate speed along Victoria Peak.Inside the car were Hua Jiahui, who was heartbroken, and Qiu Shi, who looked satisfied and indifferent.

"You idiot." Hua Jiahui sighed, "He Zheng Hongzhuo jumped out of Aladdin's magic lamp to ask you to make a wish, but you only had to look at their photos? You don't want to study Chinese any more, go tomorrow Find a teacher, change your major to study Ating, and learn how to settle accounts.”

Qiu Shi smiled and said nothing, while Ren Huajiahui continued to sigh.

No one expected that the cross-sea debt collection ended smoothly in such a way.What was even more unexpected was that about a week later, Qiu Shi received a call from Hua Jiahui in the library of UM.He learned over the phone that a newspaper in Hong Kong had published the obituary of Zheng Hongzhuo's death this morning.

The content of the obituary roughly lists four points: [-]. According to Zheng Hongzhuo’s last wish, there will be no farewell to the body, no resting ceremony, and the cremation will be buried directly at sea; [-]. Zheng Hongzhuo and Zheng Ziliang will break away from all ties; [-]. His entire estate will be donated to the XX Foundation The purpose is to help the Chinese who lost contact due to the war at home and abroad to file and archive, release notices, DNA query comparison, ashes return to their hometowns and other matters; Fourth, Zheng Hongzhuo’s property in Victoria Peak will be handed over to Hong Kong in the form of rent exemption indefinitely Youth Peking Opera XX Academy is used to organize cultural promotion activities related to Peking Opera.

"And," Hua Jiahui added, "Zheng Hongzhuo's lawyer has arrived, and he wants to see you in person."

Qiu Shi hurriedly took the shuttle bus from the school gate to Hua Jiahui's apartment.After checking his identity, the unsmiling lawyer took out an envelope from his black document bag.

"Zheng Sheng entrusted me to bring it to you."

Qiu Shi took it and took it apart, but unexpectedly saw this black and white group photo placed on the bedside of Zheng Hongzhuo's bedroom again.

The Jiu Ye above is young and elegant, with a romantic charm.And the man next to him, with eastern skin and western bones, his facial features blended together just right, was so handsome that he was almost eye-catching.The arms of the two were tightly pressed together, and they could not see their hands. I wonder if they were secretly holding each other behind their backs.

"Zheng Sheng is really willing to leave the photo to me?" Qiu Shi mixed with sadness and joy.

"Yes," the lawyer's stern expression finally showed a trace of tenderness, "Zheng Sheng said at the time that he would see his lover soon. So I leave the photo for you as a souvenir. And..." The lawyer took another Take out a stack of documents.

Immediately afterwards, he read out Zheng Hongzhuo's will in front of Qiu Shi and Hua Jiahui.The general idea is to thank Qiushi for taking care of his lover in his later years, and now donate HKD 500 million.I hope he can buy a house to spend his whole life with the one he likes safely.

Qiu Shi was completely dumbfounded after hearing this.And Hua Jiahui was very happy, took the initiative to thank the lawyer for the fool beside him, and drove him to the airport himself.

"Aqiu, are you very excited. You became a millionaire in a blink of an eye?" Hua Jiahui continued to tease after returning.

"It feels too unreal," Qiu Shi was still dazed, "Zheng Sheng gave me so much money for nothing, I..."

"Money, if you don't bring it with you, don't take it with you. It's better to leave it to you than to that prodigal son Zheng Ziliang." Hua Jiahui smiled, "500 million Hong Kong dollars, although it is enough for ordinary people to buy in places like Kowloon and the New Territories. It’s not enough for a bad gambler to lose a night. You’ve been in Macau for so long, you should understand this.”

"But……"

"Don't be 'but'. Ah Qiu, fate has just been merciful to you, don't be too anxious to drive it away." Hua Jiahui patted Qiu Shi on the shoulder, "Although in this world, most of the time it is 'killing and arson gold'. Belt, repair bridges and repair roads without corpses', but good people have to be rewarded occasionally, so as not to completely chill the hearts of all living beings, right?"

That night, Qiushi had a particularly beautiful dream in the dormitory.

In the dream, the wheelchair under Zheng Hongzhuo suddenly fell apart.He stood up suddenly, and then his whole body was reborn and returned to his youthful appearance.

So he strode out.Passing through the vigorously blooming rose bushes, passing by the Qishilin Western Restaurant in the German Concession in Tianjin, the Fengming Tea House in the Red Scarf Market in Tianqiao, Beiping, and finally in the early morning mist of Dongjiaomin Lane, Zheng Hongzhuo saw the romantic and handsome family back then son.

The other party was wearing a cloud-grey close-fitting gown, with clear eyebrows and bright smiles, and he opened his mouth like an authentic Beijing movie.

"I waited here for you until the cucumbers and vegetables were cold, why did you come here?"

Zheng Hongzhuo hugged him like crazy, almost trying to embed him in his chest.

"You're not old at all," Guan Shijun looked up at Zheng Hongzhuo, and traced his eyebrows and eyes lightly with his fingers, "You're still so handsome that you can be frightened."

"Shijun..." Thousands of words tumbled in Zheng Hongzhuo's throat, and finally turned into a murmur: "We will never separate again."

"Of course not. Where can I go to eat Pasteis? de? Nata? You're good. You just stole a lazy boy of more than 60 years." The young master of the Guan family still had an unforgiving tone, "Mr. Zheng, be quick. Bake me an egg tart!"

"Okay, let's do it now." Zheng Hongzhuo wiped away his tears, grabbed Guan Shijun's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and walked forward.

In his dream, Qiushi looked at the backs of the two who were going away, crying uncontrollably.It turns out that love can really make people immortal, immortal and immortal.

"Little Guozi, why are you crying again?"

"Happy for you."

"Happiness is a good thing, but don't be like us. Guozi, listen to Master Jiu's persuasion, go back to Beijing after finishing your studies, Xiaohai has been looking for you."

"Little boy, listen to my advice, there are so many people, it's really hard to find."

In a building unit somewhere in Hong Kong, Xu Minghai looked at the "former Hong Kong Royal Police" Zhang Sir introduced by Boss Huang, and felt that he was nothing like the awesome Inspector Zhang Dayong in the "Criminal Investigation Files".

"Zhang Sir, I swear, I really saw someone in Hung Hom last week." Xu Minghai wished he could pull out his eyeballs and put them in the other's sockets for him to see.

"It's not that I don't want to do business with you." Zhang Sir picked up this morning's newspaper from his desk and shook it, "When a rich person dies, you can donate your entire net worth to set up some kind of fund for fun. How much money do you have? To find someone? What if he just came to the concert like you, but is actually still in the mainland?"

It sounds like Zhang Sir does have professional ethics, at least more reliable than those two hundred and five who dare to promise anything.For example Xu Minghai himself.

Xu Minghai had no choice but to continue to beg: "Sir Zhang, what you said makes sense. But I don't want to give up on Hong Kong either. Since we are all friends of Boss Huang, please help. He said that you will order from him every season. A limited edition bag for my wife, I know you very well."

"Ahem," Zhang Sir looked outside guiltily, "Hey, I'm really scared of you. Give me the information, and I'll help you contact the newspaper to publish the missing person notice."

Xu Minghai hurriedly thanked him, and then handed over all his photos and personal information to the other party.At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and it was Feng Yuan who was calling, Xu Minghai hurriedly said sorry, and then ran to the door to answer the phone.As the country has become more and more aggressive in cracking down on piracy in recent years, Feng Yuan simply followed Xu Minghai to throw away his clothes.

"Hello? Tell me something, I'm busy here."

"My boss Xu, I wouldn't dare to hire you if it's not urgent. The new building is now officially attracting investment!" Feng Yuan spoke extremely fast.

"Come on, didn't we pave the way before? A booth is 2 yuan, let's take 10 at a time, and sign for 15 years." Xu Minghai rubbed his temples.

"Fuck, but they can't help but raise the price. Now a stall costs 4 yuan per mouth. Don't think it's expensive, you don't want it, some people want it!"

Xu Minghai's heart suddenly "thumped" when he heard this.

Although his business has been going smoothly in the past few years, most of the cash flow is on the goods.As soon as the money comes in, it goes out immediately, so that a virtuous circle can be realized wave after wave.But now the agreed 20 suddenly turned into 40, and the pressure came up immediately.If the new building is not as popular as those old buildings, within a year, I will be dragged to death on it.

"What's the matter, I'm waiting for your letter." Feng Yuan urged anxiously over there, "How about... let's take a few less?"

And the option of "take a few less" is also not reconciled to Xu Minghai.Just five or six years ago, it was only 3 yuan per stall, but now it has soared to 4 yuan. No matter how you calculate it, the profit margin is far stronger than reselling clothes.

"You, let me think about it." Xu Minghai couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"Then I'll wait for you at the door of the investment promotion office!" Feng Yuan hung up the phone.

Xu Minghai went back to the house with a lot of worries, and saw that Sir Zhang had produced a commission agreement in duplicate.Thanks to the various pirated comics he read as a child, Xu Minghai is no stranger to traditional Chinese characters.He skimmed through it, then signed his thanks.

"Very tangled?" Zhang Sir said suddenly.

"What?" Xu Minghai froze for a moment.

"I just overheard you talking about your mobile phone." Zhang Sir made a gesture to answer the phone.

"Oh, yes." Xu Minghai replied frankly, "The price of the negotiated booth has suddenly doubled, which caught me off guard."

"If you ask my opinion, it must be a 15-year booth." Zhang Sir got up to see Xu Minghai, "Beijing, that is the capital! Pretty boy, you believe Uncle. Whether it is real estate or commercial real estate in the Mainland, the future development will definitely be It's jaw-dropping. Well, Hong Kong is an example. Don't look at the downturn in the past few years, but I have confidence in both sides."

"Where did you get your confidence?" Xu Minghai couldn't help asking.

Zhang Sir laughed: "'97's deadline', many people around me immigrated. But I didn't leave, neither did Li Ka-shing. People themselves are confidence."

Xu Minghai came from the air-conditioned building to the hot street.He watched the glamorous urban men and women walking around; he watched the glass palace-like office buildings piercing the clouds; he saw all kinds of high-end private cars connected end to end on the road.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and called Feng Yuan.

There was only one ring, and it was picked up immediately: "Boss Xu, what's the matter?"

"Take it." Xu Minghai made a decision.

"How many?" Feng Yuan asked.

Xu Minghai took a deep breath: "20."