every spring [rich and powerful family]

When Yang Dong woke up the next morning, he felt a little kidney deficiency. Feng Chun was still poking at him recklessly, "Brother Dong, how was it yesterday? Do you want more?" The slippery man sighed, "There is no power to do it."

Over there, Feng Chun drew flowers on his body with his fingers, and said brazenly, "How about I do it for you?"

Yang Dong directly turned the person off his body and slapped his ass, and said viciously, "Little fairy, do you still want to do the opposite?"

Feng Chun said stubbornly, "Occasionally, it's quite interesting to turn the other way." As a result, Yang Dong suppressed it, and the two of them were too noisy in bed, and when they remembered that they had to go to work, it was already 09: 30.

Feng Chun waited for the mobile phone and whispered to Yang Dong, "Put on your scud now, and you won't be able to clock in at nine o'clock. Mr. Yang, will you deduct your bonus for being late?"

As a former overtime master, Yang Dong dialed his secretary without changing his expression, and said in a very serious voice wrapped in bed, "I have something to do today, so I won't go, yes." , put it off until tomorrow, call if you need anything."

Feng Chun buried himself in the blanket and held back a smile. The hot air from his mouth blew on Yang Dong's body, itching and warming him. After he finished making the phone call, he lifted him out of the blanket and asked him, " Is it so funny?" Feng Chun replied to him, "From now on, the king will not go to court early, and you are not afraid that Dayang International will collapse. I will eat and drink."

Yang Dong, on the other hand, was happy that he consciously didn't treat himself as an outsider, and after sipping hard on Feng Chun's plump forehead, he patted him and said, "Don't worry, my people must be well-raised, but today I really can’t just lie down like this, the designer over there in the new house has done it, let’s go and make a plan, let’s get up.”

This is a big deal, the wedding room should be lived in for ten or eight years, just look at how much Feng Chun takes a month to draw a design, you can see how much he attaches importance to it.The two of them jumped out of bed immediately, and huddled in the toilet for a while, laughing and laughing, waiting for ten o'clock to get dressed and go out.

Originally, he wanted to find a place to eat, but it was hard for the designer to wait, so Feng Chun could only go to the supermarket and buy two bags of hot milk, which was considered breakfast.

When we arrived, the designer had already arrived.It was a gentle-looking man in his early thirties, with a very gentle smile. Seeing them coming side by side, he didn't have any curiosity, and there was no spying in his words, which made Feng Chun feel a lot better.

This house is a one-story mansion with a total area of ​​240 square meters. It was originally designed as four bedrooms, two bathrooms and two halls, with a high terrace. Feng Chun originally designed a guest room and a master bedroom. The two rooms were connected, and the two of them made a study room, by the side of the balcony, because the air was really bad, so they just wrapped it up.But later, when I thought of the old jujube tree, I couldn't make up my mind.

The designer was good at communicating. He first confirmed their ideas, then brought over the architectural drawings of the entire building, and then told a lot of data that Feng Chun didn't understand—he studied architecture back then, but everyone I started filming when I was three, and I haven't touched it for four or five years now, and I have completely forgotten most of the technical terms.

Fortunately, the conclusion is good. If you want to plant a tree on the terrace, the load-bearing of the floor is more than enough.

That is to say, it is completely feasible to move the old jujube tree over.

Naturally, Feng Chun couldn't stop laughing. This must be the case. Other things are trivial matters, such as the arrangement and color of the furniture in the house. I don't have any experience in this matter, and the designer is obviously very good at it, so I just handed it over to him.

The two parties had a pleasant discussion, and soon after a little while, Yang Dong and Feng Chun said they would invite him to dinner, thanking him for his dedication, but when they were waiting to go back, Feng Chun became a little sad and became quiet.

Yang Dong asked him, "Unhappy? How about I treat you to a movie?"

Feng Chun sighed, "No, just seeing him reminds me of many past events. If I hadn't come here today, I would have forgotten that I am a student of the Department of Architecture." He looked at his hands, "The designer of the room At that time, I didn’t even think about it, I’m still a half-professional?”

In fact, Yang Dong was also very curious about his passage, so he asked him, "Why did you think about taking the architectural exam at that time? It's not easy to learn."

"Because I like it, and [-]% of the time I can earn well after graduation." Feng Chun laughed, "Actually, I didn't think about the steps of revenge so thoroughly at the time. There is no one in this world who can calculate everything. Look, I have been observing Zhang's family for four years, but I have not found a way to join them. Maybe Feng Zhumei doesn't like me too. If that's the case, my circle is too far away from Zhang's family, and maybe the time for revenge will be delayed. , then you need a profession that you can still live in.”

"I'm fine today, I just suddenly thought that if I didn't have these things, I might be like him. It looks good, right?" Feng Chun turned to look at Yang Dong.

Yang Dong rubbed his head hard, and reprimanded him, "He's not bad, I don't see anything good about it, it's as gentle as jade, in short, it's as plain as water and there are no words of praise, so That's why I said that, what's so good about a person who can't even be different in character. I see you are fine now, and last night was even better, don't think about it. "

Feng Chun suddenly thought of Yang Dong's nosebleed, so he couldn't help laughing and teasing him, "Succeed, I'll cook for you tonight. What do you want to eat?" He squeezed his voice and asked, "Spicy dry pot Peeled shrimp, or crispy boneless chicken?"

The steering wheel in Yang Dong's hand almost slipped, and he turned his head and gave Feng Chun a non-painful, non-itchy look, and said with a groan, "Just one every now and then, don't get tired."

Feng Chun was so happy that he wanted to thump the ground, wishing he could pounce on Yang Dong and kiss Yang Dong right now, why is he so careless?

Yang Dong was so annoyed by him, he waited for a red light, first dragged him over and kissed him, and said seriously, "Go back and clean you up." Feng Chun couldn't wait to say, "Master I'll wait for you." But before he could say anything, Yang Dong's cell phone rang.

He was driving, so he must have no time to answer the phone, so Feng Chun consciously took out the phone. The name displayed on it was Zhao Yucheng, and Feng Chun asked him, "Zhao Yucheng, is it important? Can I answer it? "The smile on Yang Dong's face disappeared all of a sudden, and he said, "It's the person I stayed in the hospital. Let's pick it up. There should be news from Zhang Jianguo."

Feng Chun's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he felt that this day had finally come.He pressed the answer button and used the speaker again, and Zhao Yucheng's voice came out, "Mr. Yang, Zhang Jianguo is awake."

Yang Dong just asked, "How's the status?"

Zhao Yucheng replied, "80% of the burns are really too serious. The doctor said that he has just passed the first test, and he dare not say later that drug-resistant bacterial infection, multiple organ failure, and large-scale burns will cause serious damage." The resulting negative nutritional status can be fatal."

Yang Dong asked Feng Chun to hang up the phone, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became dull. After a long time, Yang Dong asked Feng Chun, "When are you going to see him?"

Feng Chun thought for a while and said, "Arrange a time for these two days. Don't shy away from Zhang Tianyou."

Yang Dong nodded.

The day Feng Chun went was three days later. Zhang Jianguo fell into a coma again due to infection and just woke up.Even so, when Feng Chun arrived, there was no one outside his ward, only a male nurse guarding him there.It looks very lonely.

Feng Chun changed his clothes and went in. The male nurse woke up suddenly. Seeing him, he asked, "Are you here to see Mr. Zhang?"

Feng Chun lowered his head to look at Zhang Jianguo. He closed his eyes at this moment, not sure if he was asleep or didn't want to open them.Feng Chun was a little lucky that Zhang Jianguo's face was not burned, otherwise it would be quite scary.He nodded, "Well, I'll come and see him," Feng Chun handed the fruit basket in his hand to the nurse, "When will he wake up?"

"Are you awake?!" the nurse said, "I can't sleep because of the pain, just squinting. How about I scream?"

Feng Chun quickly waved his hand and said to him, "Brother, I want to have a few words with him alone, do you think so?"

The nurse was silent for a while, probably not daring to leave his post without permission, but felt that since he could come in, he probably was a relative.Just nodded, "I'll stand aside, I can't go any further."

He pointed to a corner of the room, not far away.But Feng Chun didn't care, nodded and said, "Success." He sat down on the stool where the nurse was sitting, looked at Zhang Jianguo, and said bluntly to him, "You must have heard it, I am Feng. Chun, I’m here, open your eyes. Aren’t you curious about some things? We should have a chat, for example, why I want to deal with you.”

With the last sentence uttered, Zhang Jianguo's eyes finally opened, and his cloudy eyes stared at Feng Chun, full of anger and doubt.But he couldn't speak.

Like a paper tiger.

Feng Chun thought so at this time.He couldn't help but say, "15 years ago, I really didn't expect that you would become like this, Dad."

Zhang Jianguo's pupils shrank suddenly, and disbelief flashed across his face, which obviously showed that he never imagined that Zhang Chen, after losing his mother, would be able to deal with the Zhang family with such ability. He asked Zhang Tianyou to pretend to be Zhang Chen, but he never thought that Zhang Chen would show up. He felt in his heart that that kid might not have any skills, and he had wasted his whole life somewhere.

He has never used Feng Chun on Zhang Chen, even though he is about the same age as Zhang Chen.

Feng Chun smiled at him, "Yes, I am Zhang Chen, you asked Zhao Zhou to investigate me? But I never expected that my identity is this? I did cover up my identity multiple times, but Dad, That's not difficult for a person like you. Maybe you should think about Zhaozhou's problem. Oh yes, that's also a problem I want to tell you today. Do you really believe that Zhang Tianxing is yourself? Did you jump off? Dad, don't be so excited," he looked at his watch, "We have a lot of time today, and we have a lot to talk about."