Song Yuzhang

Fu Mian bought a new set of books for Song Yuzhang. They are all vernacular novels that are very popular in the market now, and they will never be boring to read.

Song Yuzhang read novels to Xiaofengxian in the yard, and borrowed books to teach him how to read. Xiaofengxian learned very quickly. Although he couldn't speak, he could follow along with his fingers. Song Yuzhang taught him a few words. So let's test him for a few words, Xiaofengxian knows all the words, and she is actually a very good reading material.

Fu Mian was not idle even when he went out early and returned late. He has all the documents for selling tobacco. He is now a well-known tobacco merchant in Haizhou.

For some reason, he clearly didn't show any flaws, but Meng Tingjing seemed to be particularly "interested" in him.

Fu Mian could feel that there were eyes staring at him all the time.

However, he continued to act as usual, let those eyes stare, and soon the tobacco business flourished. Shen Chengduo was his biggest client, so he could go to Vienna to contact Shen Chengduo, and Shen Chengduo naturally had to greet him with a smile on his face. entertain.

Fu Mian always looked like a modest and prudent businessman in front of others, which made Shen Chengduo feel very awkward, and he couldn't help but think of what Zhang Changshan said.

"Fu Mian, I want your life."

"Boss Shen."

Shen Chengduo snapped back to his senses, with a flash of vigilance in his eyes.

Fu Mian opened the box, smiled and said, "You can inspect this week's goods."

Shen Chengduo forced a smile, "You still need to inspect your goods."

"It's hard to say, no matter how many times we cooperate, it doesn't mean that every time it goes smoothly," Fu Mian said with a smile, "It's still a test."

"Then go up and test."

When they reached the place where the two were talking alone, Shen Chengduo lowered his voice and said directly: "You don't have to work so hard."

Fu Mian put the cigar box aside, turned around, drew a knife from his sleeve, and the blade was on Shen Chengduo's neck in an instant.

After all, Shen Chengduo is also a person who has experienced many trials and hardships. He panicked for a moment, then said with a livid face: "Fu Mian, what do you mean?!"

"What do you mean?" Fu Mian smiled, "When you sent people to Dongcheng, didn't you think that today would happen?"

Shen Chengduo said with an ugly face: "When did I send someone to Dongcheng? Don't spitting blood! I'm not going to make trouble with you, can I do it?"

"Indeed, if we don't violate the water in the well, we can't violate it at all."

As soon as the blade was pushed forward, Shen Chengduo immediately felt a tingling pain in his neck. He knew Fu Mian and knew that Fu Mian was crazy and murderous without blinking an eye. Damn, you're really going to kill me!"

The knife has already cut into the skin, and the throat is further down. Once the knife goes down, a person's life is gone in a few seconds.

Fu Mian looked at Shen Chengduo's appearance dripping with sweat, and said with a smile: "Did Zhang Changshan say that I want to kill you?"

Shen Chengduo was stunned there, almost forgetting the wound on his neck.

Fu Mian withdrew the knife and said flatly: "Zhang Changshan couldn't tolerate me, so he asked you to get rid of me. If you failed, he just wanted me to get rid of you. Tiaojiang, I want to swallow the two of us, I came today to tell you that it is easy for me to kill you, if it is not necessary, I have to borrow Zhang Changshan's hand, and you can think about the rest."

The men of the Meng family stood guard at the gate of Vienna, waiting for him to come out, and followed him all the way back. After seeing him knock on the door and entering the courtyard, they changed shifts and went back to Meng's house.

Meng Ting sat quietly on the rocking chair in the courtyard and listened to the report of his followers.

"He was in there half an hour?"

"Yes, I checked my watch, it can't be wrong."

Meng Tingjing frowned slightly.

The entourage added: "He seems to have two lovers in Vienna."

Meng Tingjing frowned even tighter, "Good friend?"

"Yes."

Meng Tingjing waved his hand, and the only good impression he had of Fu Mian disappeared.

For some reason, he always felt that the timing of this person's appearance was a bit weird, which made him a little worried, but it seemed that he didn't reach that point, and his main energy was still on Zhang Changshan.

Tomorrow, I will find an excuse to go to Fu's house as a guest tomorrow, and then take a plane to Nancheng in the evening.

He couldn't wait any longer, no matter how much he doubted, he still had to tear a hole to verify it.

Meng Tingjing stood up, turned and went back to the room.

As soon as the door opened, Fu Mian saw Song Yuzhang sitting on the bed with his legs bent.

"so long?"

Fu Mian took off his coat, threw it aside, and said, "The chat took a little longer."

"How does he look?"

"You guessed right," Fu Mian said as he approached him, "Zhang Changshan really knew everything about him."

Song Yuzhang said: "Then does he believe it?"

Fu Mian sat down beside the bed, "Half-believing and half-doubting."

Song Yuzhang nodded slightly.

"Shen Chengduo has also struggled for so many years, it is impossible to trust anyone easily, not to mention that it is related to his life."

"It's enough for him to be half-believing."

"Zhang Changshan has people in Nancheng, but he can't get any money. In Haizhou, he has no cronies, but he can get money. For his brother, he can only take risks."

"Besides Shen Chengduo, there is also Liao Tiandong in Haizhou who has connections with Zhang Changshan," Song Yuzhang pointed out, "Liao Tiandong..." Song Yuzhang pondered for a moment, then said, "I don't think he will help Zhang Changshan at a critical moment."

Fu Mian had been listening quietly, there was only one dim light in the room, the door was opened a crack, the moonlight crept in from outside, intertwined with the dim light in the room, the shadows on Song Yuzhang's face overlapped and swayed with the wind.

Fu Mian looked at him without blinking, and suddenly, Song Yuzhang turned his face away, and his eyeballs also rolled to meet Fu Mian's gaze.

Song Yuzhang smiled, his gaze changed from cold to soft, "What's wrong?"

Fu Mian stretched out his hand and pinched Song Yuzhang's chin with his fingers. He said intently, "Zhuqing, how did you analyze me when you plotted against me?"

Song Yuzhang smiled slightly, "Want to quarrel again?"

"No," Fu Mian lowered his head, and lightly touched the tip of Song Yuzhang's nose with the tip of his nose, "I'm just curious."

"I told you, don't get angry."

"will not."

"I didn't analyze you," Song Yuzhang said with a smile, "Don't you know what kind of virtue you were at that time? I didn't even talk to you, so you just wanted to throw yourself into my arms."

Fu Mian was really not angry, he also smiled, and suddenly asked curiously: "Is there anyone in this world who made you encounter setbacks?"

"You mean emotionally?"

"Correct."

"No," Song Yuzhang lay down on his back, telling the truth, "Not a single one."

Song Yuzhang has never tasted what it's like to love but not to be able to, but even if he is curious, it is difficult. For him, love is too easy to get.

Fu Mian was sitting on the chair, with a gust of wind and a gust of moon behind him, the weather had just entered autumn, and for some reason he felt a chill.

The back of his hand was pulled suddenly, "Don't think too much." Although Song Yuzhang didn't look at him, his tone was soft, "A Mian, I won't plot against you again."

Fu Mian lowered his head, looking at his hand held by Song Yuzhang, there was still a large scar left by Song Yuzhang on it.

He still didn't believe Song Yuzhang.

There is still a place in the heart where strong doubts exist.

Such a person, unless he dies, will never stay in one place.

Fu Mian held his hand instead, "Go to sleep."

The next day, Fu Mian went to the chamber of commerce as usual. As a new businessman in Haizhou, he is very popular. It seems that he also plans to stay in Haizhou permanently, and he is very polite to everyone.

Standing on the second floor of the chamber of commerce, Meng Tingjing saw Fu Mian saying goodbye to others, so she raised her voice, "Boss Fu."

Fu Mian turned around with a gentle smile, "Chairman Meng."

Meng Ting looked at him condescendingly, examining him with the most critical eyes, and really felt that the other party was just an ordinary businessman who was selling goods in short supply.

Just like that time when they met on the river, he had doubts in his heart, but found nothing.

That suspicion has already spread to everything around, because the suspicion is too much and too wide, which reduces the accuracy of that suspicion.

Meng Tingjing said in his heart: "One more time, one more time."

"Stay." Meng Tingjing raised his hand slightly.

Fu Mian stayed where he was, waiting for Meng Ting to calm down. He stepped back to one side so that people passing by could pass through.

Meng Tingjing walked down, faced Fu Mian, and said with a smile, "Boss Fu's business in Haizhou has been doing very well recently."

"It's still thanks to the Chamber of Commerce's care," Fu Mian sighed, "Haizhou is really a good place."

Meng Tingjing said: "Last time I said I would visit your house, I wonder if today is convenient?"

Fu Mian was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile: "Chairman Meng is going to visit the humble house, how about allowing me to go back and make some preparations?"

"No need to prepare," Meng Tingjing said, "Be casual."

Meng Tingjing patted Fu Mian on the shoulder, because he knew the true face of this man who loves his wife on the surface but spends time and money in his heart. Meng Tingjing didn't hold back much at this moment. Fu Mian's shoulder went numb, and then he smiled again, and he turned around. Face, said: "Then respect is worse than obedience."

Fu Mian was in the front and Meng Tingjing was in the back. As soon as Fu Mian got into the car, he took the gun from under the seat.

He said that sooner or later he would kill Meng Tingjing.

Then it is better to hit the sun than to choose the day.

This is not entirely impulsive.

In his dealing with Zhang Changshan, Meng Tingjing is an outsider. Meng Tingjing is indeed powerful in Haizhou, but so what?

Now he and Zhang Changshan have not turned their faces in the open.

Meng Tingjing died at his place, Zhang Changshan could only pinch his nose to help him deal with the aftermath, maybe Zhang Changshan would also like to thank him.

Meng Tingjing is the only son of the Meng family, once he dies, wouldn't the Meng family be another piece of fish to be slaughtered?

Originally, I wanted to deal with this person later, but since Meng Tingjing came to the door by herself, such a good opportunity should not be wasted.

Fu Mian had already outgrown his habit of killing people. Killing people could be planned carefully, or they could be accidental thoughts. He was not in a hurry, and gently touched the barrel of the gun with his palm. It was broad daylight and the weather was fine. Song Yuzhang should be in the courtyard Basking in the sun, waiting for Meng Tingjing to see Song Yuzhang...

Fu Mian thought: "Zhuqing, don't disappoint me."

The East and West Alley is in the west of the city, not a very prosperous area, but it is clean enough. Meng Tingjing got out of the car and looked at the vermilion gate.

He was about to go up the steps, and suddenly said: "Is your wife at home today?"

Fu Mian followed behind him and replied, "He is in poor health and never goes out."

A hypocritical, lustful, and modest businessman with a family and a family, such a person, it is really unreasonable to doubt him.

In Meng Tingjing's mind, she was almost certain that Zhang Changshan was behind it.

The trip to Guantu was a bait thrown by Zhang Changshan. The purpose was to swallow up banks and arsenals, and maybe even want to occupy the railway.

Here, no matter how you look at it, it's not up to Fu Mian, a non-Haizhou-based dumping merchant.

However, Meng Tingjing felt it was weird. He raised his robe with one hand and said as he walked up the steps: "This visit is too temporary, so it's really impolite to come empty-handed."

Although he said disrespect, his tone was extremely arrogant, as if it was something inherent in his bones.

Fu Mian lowered his face, his eyes were cold, but his tone was gentle, "Sometimes a temporary coincidence is also a very beautiful fate."

Meng Tingjing went up the steps and reached out to push the door.

There was the sound of a car speeding up behind him. Meng Tingjing turned around and realized that it was her own car.

"Master."

The servants of the Meng family quickly jumped out of the car, and said with a very cryptic expression: "There is something urgent at home, please go back and deal with it immediately, it is extremely urgent."

Meng Tingjing glanced at Fu Mian who was behind him.

Fu Mian lowered his head, looking very respectful.

"Master!"

The servants of the Meng family were usually very prudent. Hearing that they were so anxious, Meng Tingjing said: "Boss Fu, I'm really sorry, I have something to do at home, I'll go back first."

Meng Tingjing got into the car, and his face immediately sank, "What's the matter!"

The entourage was also unambiguous, immediately lowered their voices, and hurriedly reported: "Liu Chuanzong is back, and he brought Liu Chu back!"