fair retaliation

After Siming left, everything went as usual.

Ye Jinghui, as the top manager of Tianyu, has gradually formed a good habit of commuting to and from work on time.

It takes half an hour to drive from the Liuhua apartment area in the western suburbs to the commercial area in the city center.Siming used to drive, and Ye Jinghui sat in the passenger seat and yawned, often fell asleep, and sometimes even continued to have the sweet dream of last night, every time he opened his eyes, the company arrived.

Now that he is driving by himself, he feels that the road is very far away.

Perhaps it was because of his poor driving skills that he could safely walk in a straight line on the expressway from the western suburbs to the urban area, but when he arrived in the urban area where traffic was rushing, there were intersections everywhere, and every once in a while there would be a red light, and Ye Jinghui drove the car Turning around, I often go the wrong way, and occasionally I will brake suddenly and hit the railing on the side of the road. I am often frightened and sweating profusely.Later, Ye Jinghui hired a driver to take him to and from get off work. He closed his eyes in the back seat and rested his mind, but he was no longer in the mood to sleep in the car.

Ye Jingwen returned to China and worked in the brain surgery department of No.1 People's Hospital in the city.

Ye Jinghui once went to the hospital to see him, and heard some young nurses talking in the corridor, saying that Dr. Ye is really a god, the director has been transferred, and the deputy director has been promoted to the director. The position of the deputy director must be very important. He is none other than.Sure enough, after a period of time, Ye Jingwen became the deputy director of the brain at a young age based on several papers published in international journals.

Ye Jinghui was sitting in the hospital office, looking at Ye Jingwen, who was wearing a white coat and flipping through the medical records with a serious face, he couldn't help laughing.

The eldest brother has a successful career, and the younger brother has matured a lot. The only regret is that the three brothers are still single. Although they are seen as diamond kings and fives with high eyesight in the eyes of others, only they know it. How beautiful, no matter how chic the image is, there is always a knot in my heart that cannot be untied, a scar that I dare not reveal.

"How are you and Lin Wei?" Ye Jinghui asked with a smile.

Ye Jingwen on the opposite side slightly raised his eyebrows: "I'll move in to live with him, the trick of stalking should work for him."

Ye Jinghui tsk-tsk commented: "Thick-skinned enough."

"Didn't you teach it?" Ye Jingwen smiled, "By the way, I haven't seen that Mr. Si since I came back?"

Ye Jinghui paused: "I haven't seen him for a long time."

Seeing that Ye Jinghui didn't want to talk anymore, the topic didn't continue, Ye Jingwen looked down at his watch: "I have to go to check the ward."

"Okay, I have a meeting too, let's have dinner together at noon."

Coming out of the hospital, after two streets, is the headquarters of Tianyu Group.

The floor tiles on the square revealed the coolness of the morning, but the sun still streamed down, paving the ground with golden fragments.

Ye Jinghui walked through Times Square, arrived at Tianyu Group, and took the elevator to the chairman's office on the highest floor.

Standing on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and looking outside, there is a silver-gray building with a sharp corner in the distance. It is the headquarters of Minghui Group, the former Nanyao Group, where Siming works.Looking at each other from a distance now, we can only see the tip of the iceberg.But whenever I look from a distance, I still can't help but let my eyes stay in that corner for a while.

Although knowing that there is such a long distance between the two, there are so many obstacles.Still couldn't help but look at the place where that person was.

The phone on the table rang quickly, Ye Jinghui pressed the hands-free button, and the crisp voice of the assistant came from his ear.

"Dong Ye, after the stock market opened today, Ming Fai Group's stock has dropped by three points."

Ye Jinghui turned around and sat down on the swivel chair: "What business are they doing recently?"

"The game development rights of Mengli Jianghu were taken away, and the bidding for the agency rights of RF online games was also defeated by others. For some reason, Ming Fai Group has recently lost consecutively, which even caused a crisis of trust among customers and shareholders, so the stock has been constantly increasing. falling."

Ye Jinghui paused: "Understood, continue to pay attention."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Jinghui frowned more and more.Recently, he has repeatedly failed in the business field, which is not like Siming's usual style.He is bold and decisive in doing things, and has always been invincible in the market. Why can't he even grab the small game development rights and agency rights now?Ye Jinghui turned on the computer and looked at the reports of these several biddings. The representatives of Minghui Group even made many low-level mistakes that should not be made.

——Si Ming, what the hell is he doing?It seems to be absent-minded, completely in a state of fugue.

Of course, Ye Jinghui would not take the initiative to help him, but when he watched the fire from the other side, he still couldn't help feeling anxious.

The phone on the table rang again, Ye Jinghui picked up the receiver and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Dong Ye, there is a lady surnamed Yu who wants to see you, saying that she is entrusted by Mr. Si to talk to you about something."

Ye Jinghui was silent for a moment: "Please come up."

A moment later, a young woman enters.Tall, with long hair pulled back, wearing a neat suit and skirt, she sat opposite Ye Jinghui with a smile on her face, and said politely: "Hi Dong Ye, I am Yu Na, the manager entrusted by Mr. Siming, and this is my business card. "

Ye Jinghui took the business card, put it on the table, and looked down at his watch: "Miss Yu, I only have 5 minutes."

"I won't bother you for too long." Yu Na smiled and said bluntly: "Mr. Si means that he will sell all Tianyu stocks in his hand in the near future. The 49% is recovered, he can give priority to it and sell it to you."

Selling stocks now?To make up for the failure of Minghui Group by tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall, withdrawing the investment here?

He is indeed the most shrewd and ruthless businessman, knowing how bad the impact on Tianyu, who has just recovered, will be if he sells this part of the stock now.

A cold smile floated on the corner of Ye Jinghui's mouth: "Thank him for his 'priority' first." After a pause, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly, "Tell me about the price he offered."

"He said, give you a preferential price, 28:[-]."

"28, I don't want any more points."

"At 28:[-], Mr. Si said that he wouldn't sell anything less."

long silence.

Ye Jinghui shrugged: "He doesn't intend to give in?"

"Why doesn't Director Ye take a step back?"

Ye Jinghui suppressed the anger in his heart: "Miss Yu, please go back."

"In this case, we have to deal with that part of the stock separately."

After she left, Ye Jinghui wiped the sweat from his hands with a tissue.

Now Siming can calmly regard himself as an opponent in the business field, without mercy, perhaps this is his true nature.

But thinking of his gentleness in the past, Ye Jinghui still felt chills in his heart.

……

I went back to that house at night, and the residential area in the western suburbs has been beautified even better, with lush greenery and vitality everywhere I look.

Ye Jinghui opened the door and entered the house, his footsteps sounded again in the empty room, the little white cat jumped over happily when it heard its master coming back, and jumped into Ye Jinghui's arms, but Ye Jinghui grabbed it casually and threw it on the sofa.

Insomnia again this night.

In the dream, I returned to the Ye family's old house in New York.It was early spring, and there were three willow trees with blending branches and leaves by the lake, and large flakes of catkins fluttered down and spread on the ground, like a snowfall.

In the dream, the three brothers all looked like they are now.In the dream, father and mother were also there.A family of five, sitting around the table, having a happy reunion dinner.

The three brothers are busy with their own business now, so how could they return to that old house?

But the dream was so realistic, so realistic that even the smiles on everyone's faces were so clear.He even saw his father smiling all the time, such a kind and gentle smile that he had never seen before.

Ye Jinghui struggled to wake up from the nightmare until the bedside phone rang.

The light outside the window was still dim, and I looked at my watch, but it was already ten o'clock.

It turned out to be raining.

The pattering raindrops are like beads sprinkled from the sky, hitting the windows one by one, making a pleasant sound.The phone by the bed was still ringing, Ye Jinghui picked up the receiver casually, coughed lightly: "Hello?"

"Ah Hui, let's go home." It was my mother's voice, still gentle, but a little tired.

Ye Jinghui was startled: "Oh, good."

……

It rained heavily last night, and the rain eased up in the morning.

Driving on the street, the stagnant water on the street made the car look like duckweed floating in the water. Ye Jinghui drove it clumsily, taking the road with few people, but the car was still dirty with muddy water.

Before I went to a supermarket, I saw an advertisement of the newly arrived Longjing tea price reduction on a big brand, so I couldn't help stopping the car and bought a few boxes.Ye Jinghui remembered that his father loved drinking this kind of tea, especially after receiving the tea set from Siming, he made tea almost every day.

As soon as he arrived at the villa area where his parents lived, he was enveloped in a depressive atmosphere.A familiar car was parked at the door, and the elder brother had already arrived.

Ye Jinghui pushed the door open and entered. The redbuds in the yard had already faded, and the shocking purple petals had gradually withered. Under the heavy rain, they were spread unsteadily on the ground, looking very bleak.

Inside the house, the elder brother sat silently on the sofa, and the mother also lowered her head.

Ye Jinghui walked up to him and sat down. Just as he was about to talk, his younger brother Jingwen also came in.

He glanced at the situation in the room, and finally turned his eyes to his haggard mother: "Mom, tell us to come back, what's wrong?"

"Father, he..." was the eldest brother who spoke first, and paused, "Passed away."

Silence, for a long time.

Even though he said such cruel words, the elder brother still had an indifferent expression on his face, but his trembling fingertips revealed a trace of emotion.

Ye Jinghui was stunned, and the tea leaves in his hands were scattered all over the floor.

In the dream last night, my father was obviously smiling so happily, as if he was in a good mood. Wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes when he laughed, which made his whole face much kinder and gentler.

When he woke up, he was gone.

"Why...died suddenly?" Ye Jingwen's voice was also a little hoarse. This sudden sad news was too shocking for him and Ye Jingxi.But for Ye Jinghui, it was the expected result.He knew that his father must have had a hard time during these days, but he didn't have much time to spend with that person. Perhaps, he was more at ease without his son watching by his side.

"Actually, he has been diagnosed with cancer a long time ago." Wen Xihui's shoulders trembled, and her voice was a little choked up, "He has been hiding it from you all the time, and even when he left, he didn't want his sons to be by his side to see him down. Your father, he is too proud and stubborn... Although he has never given you a good face, but he really loves you, and I hope that each of you can become a responsible and outstanding man ... He said that the three sons didn't want the group he worked so hard for. This was his biggest failure and his pride as a father. He left part of his property to me so that I could enjoy my old age comfortably. The rest was donated to charities. He said that since none of the three sons wanted money, he, Ye Zhiyuan, had suffered all his life, and someone would need the money he earned.”

——Yes, there will always be someone who will need it, and there will always be someone who will understand his painstaking efforts.

The mourning and joy in the heavy rain made the atmosphere sad, and the faces of the three Ye family brothers were solemn, but they did not cry.

The funeral without crying seemed extraordinarily deserted. The family stood in front of the tombstone and bowed, offering flowers. Shocking white chrysanthemums were spread all over the ground in front of the tombstone. In the portrait on the tombstone, that person still had a serious face and no smile.

The dream last night was really just a dream.But in the dream, he smiled so gently, like the most ordinary father in the world having dinner with his sons, smiling happily, lovingly.

But in fact, from as long as I can remember, the five members of the family have never gathered at the same dinner table, and have never had a good reunion dinner.

Now that he is gone, this has become an eternal regret.

In Ye Jinghui's memory, his father seldom smiled, and always had a cold and serious look on his face. Let alone telling stories to his sons, he was rarely even seen when he was a child.I have never experienced the much praised father's love, the experience of sleeping on his lap, the experience of being carried by his father to get an injection when he was sick, and the experience of being taught by his father with a sullen face when he failed an exam.

That person Ye Zhiyuan was always silent when facing his son, and his back view was always unreachably tall and distant.

But now, when his father left, he seemed to suddenly understand something.

Perhaps his education method is a bit sharp and extreme, but undoubtedly, it has cultivated the resilience and courage of his sons to be independent in everything.

The kidnapping when he was a child left a serious shadow in the young Ye Jinghui's heart, but it also made him understand prematurely that when he is in danger, he should not wait for anyone to save him, but learn to save himself.

Maybe I resented him in my heart, but now, I can't hate him anymore.

he's gone.

Since then, he has been buried in the ground forever.

Those grievances between father and son were also buried in the pile of loess along with his ashes.

……

Mom and Jingwen were talking in the study about Lin Wei.The younger brother's relationship was forcibly destroyed by his father, and because of this, Ye Jingwen had a cold war with his father for five years.

After a long time, Ye Jingwen came out of the study, and he smiled slightly at his father's portrait.There was sarcasm in the smile, I don't know if he was laughing at the person in the portrait or himself.

"Did you return Lin Wei to me? But you forgot that when a rope is broken and reconnected, there will be a knot that can never be undone."

"He and I have long been unable to return to the original point."

"But, I'll start over."

"Look at me in the sky, father, you will regret your original decision, and you will be proud of your son."

Then he turned and walked away without looking back.

Ye Jinghui looked at his younger brother's taller back, and his broad shoulders that could support that love.

The words just now echoed in my ears.

"When a rope is broken and reconnected, there is a knot that can never be untied."

Then, the rope that was cut three times by myself and once by Siming, could it be impossible to connect it again?

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help raising a faint smile.Like laughing at yourself.

That night, the eldest brother stayed with his mother.

It was late at night, and Ye Jinghui drove the car carefully to the western suburbs for nearly an hour.

Back in the house in the suburbs again, there are still warm yellow lights in the house, and the echo of empty footsteps will still sound when he walks around.

A long time ago, in the big yard where his brothers, parents, and mothers left, he lay lazily by himself under three trees basking in the sun.After waiting for a long time, no one came back.

A long time ago, in the room where the whip was hung slowly in the nightclub, he was drunk all day long, and after indulgence, he woke up in the middle of the night, facing his own lonely shadow on the large French windows.

Now his father passed away and Siming left.

No one would glare at him with a whip and call him a disgrace to the Ye family.The person who scolded himself since he was a child and grew up turned into a pile of ashes and buried in the ground.

No one would hug him when he was sad, pat him on the shoulder, or kiss him tenderly.The person who is gentle and considerate to himself stands at the opposing negotiating table, bargaining for a penny without mercy.

He was alone again, free to do as he pleased, without restraint.

When I wake up in the middle of the night, there will still be a feeling of loneliness, which flashes past in my heart.