drowning tide

Nie Xicheng sat in Yi Huai's position just now, his casual eyes fell on the basin of dripping water Guanyin not far away, and his tone was light, "I didn't say anything, but let him not meddle in my affairs, it's very dangerous."

Zhou Rong, who was still in a fog, did the only thing he could do so far, and put the teacup in his hand in front of Nie Xicheng, "I'm done brewing, there must be someone to drink, there are a lot of people outside If you want to drink the tea I made, you can’t even drink it.”

"Thank you." Nie Xicheng still didn't touch the cup of tea, "Uncle Chen, why did you say that?"

Knowing that he was here to question the crime, Uncle Chen sighed heavily, "You know better than me how stubborn he is. If I don't say that, he won't give up."

Although it was very hurtful, but after he said that, Yi Huai really gave up and stopped asking about the inside story.

"He won't betray me." A bitter smile floated on Nie Xicheng's lips, "I'm the only one who can be sure of this."

"You can say yes, but you have heard what he said, and there is nothing wrong with being more vigilant."

"It's different."

Uncle Chen stared at him, "Are you talking about what's different? You said you could handle it yourself, but in the end people chased you here, and I'll clean up the mess for you, and you still blame me?" His tone raised several degrees, He patted the table and shouted, "He is kind to the Nie family, I will never forget this matter, but he has no part in this matter! If you have an opinion, why didn't you just come out and speak clearly in front of him?"

"I..." Nie Xicheng's expression showed obvious pain and entanglement, "I can't involve him anymore."

"Then do as I say, I won't hurt you."

Zhou Rong, who barely understood the situation, finally found a chance to interject, "That just now...was the child adopted by the third couple?"

His scope of activities has always been in Southeast Asia, and he parted ways with Nie Yuansheng early, so he only knows a rough idea of ​​what happened in the last few years of Nie Yuansheng's life.For example, he only heard about the fact that Nie Yuansheng adopted a child to be Nie Xicheng's companion, but he never actually met the child until just now.

Nie Xicheng nodded, "Yes, that's him."

"No wonder he has Lao Wu's dagger. But..." Zhou Rong changed the subject and looked serious, "What he asked is what I want to know. What are you going to do? You let Lao Wu take me When I came back, I didn’t make arrangements for the next step, so I wandered around the store every day, and I got a little impatient waiting.”

Ignoring Uncle Chen's piercing eyes, he found an empty seat and sat down, put his feet on the tea table, spread his hands wide open, and leaned back comfortably, his hawk-like gaze seemed to be Nie Xicheng had two holes pierced in his body, "Can't tell? Anyway, it's you and not me who want revenge. I don't care. I'll go back there when I've stayed enough. Free travel doesn't hurt at all."

Nie Xicheng put away his unnecessary sentimentality, and gestured to Uncle Chen, signaling him to let him handle the matter, "No, I'm here today to explain clearly to you."

Once this matter was involved, the previous sadness and indecision faded from his brows, especially the eyes, which were gloomy without a gleam of light.

"What do you want to know?"

"How do you plan to bring down the Wen family?"

Zhou Rong was not polite to him at all—he had something he had to know before working for this person, and if he couldn't even guarantee these, then he wouldn't give his life to this person.

"Assassinate Wen Zhengting, and then help Wen Zhicheng take over." Nie Xicheng said briefly.Compared with an old wolf, an incompetent hyena is easier to control, and Wen Zhicheng is the most suitable person to be a puppet.

"What did you say?" The first half of the sentence was normal, but the second half was so absurd that Zhou Rong felt that he was really crazy for a moment, so he jumped up from the chair, "That trash? What's the point of helping him to the top?" use?"

Nie Xicheng picked up the cup of hot tea in front of him, and took a sip slowly, "Wen Zhengting has two wills, each with a different designated heir. Both wills are in the hands of the same group of lawyers, and one was published The other copy will be destroyed immediately, it depends on which side gets it first."

The tea is the top oolong used by Uncle Chen to entertain distinguished guests. The tea soup is mellow and sweet aftertaste. It is a pity that one person left without even taking a sip of tea.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Rong put away his cynicism, and frowned in confusion, "You mean that Wen Zhengting hasn't completely given up on his useless eldest son, and even wants him to be his orthodox heir? What about Wen Fan? , what is he?"

He didn't explain how he knew about it, and Zhou Rong didn't ask - if there isn't even such a channel, it's better not to talk about bringing down the Wen family.Now it seems that this young man has more chips in his hands than he thought.This is very good, at least it shows that he has indeed matured, and no longer only knows how to be brave like ten years ago.

Of the two wills, Wen Fan's is easy to understand. After all, it is rumored that he is Wen Zhengting's orthodox heir. As for Wen Zhicheng, he is just an abandoned son.

Nie Xicheng lowered his eyes, staring at the tea leaves stretched out in the dark tea soup.

Zhou Rong's reaction was exactly the same as when he first found out.

"Wen Fan is not Wen Zhengting's biological son." He said such a shocking secret very plainly, "Wen Zhengting has very serious necrospermia, and it is a miracle to have a child like Wen Zhicheng. Wen Fan is Wen Zhengting's half-brother." My sister's child."

"real or fake?"

Even Zhou Rong himself couldn't think of how to track down this kind of secret past submerged in the torrent of time.

"I found out, I can swear, it's absolutely credible." Uncle Chen, who was smoking at the side, said, "If you want evidence, I can give it to you later, let's listen to him now."

"Okay, young master, I won't interrupt, you continue."

Listening to his narration, Zhou Rong fell into deep thought.

That makes sense.This can explain why Wen Fan's biological mother is still unknown, and Wen Zhicheng has not been completely given up despite his incompetence.

Wen Zhengting is a very traditional person at heart, so over the years he has been weighing the balance in his heart, whether he is like his adopted son or a mediocre and incompetent biological son, this is not an easy question to answer, he must be 12 cautious .

"Until half a year ago, Wen Zhengting was diagnosed with cancer. Out of various considerations, he suppressed the news and hid in his tortoise shell for conservative treatment. But there is no impenetrable wall under the sun. He frequently called doctors. It still spread to the ears of his two sons."

Even if they don't know more specific information, the fact of "father is seriously ill" alone is enough to further intensify the battle between Wen Zhicheng and Wen Fan. That's why they want to trample each other to death so strongly to gain Wen Zhengting's approval.

The scattered pieces were gradually connected together, and Zhou Rong had already grasped the general idea of ​​the plan, "No matter how shocking things like a will are, as long as the person who made it is alive, it is just a piece of waste paper."

A cruel smile appeared in Nie Xicheng's eyes, "Wen Zhengting will go to San Francisco next month. The cancer cells in his body have begun to spread. There is no room for delay. He must receive systematic treatment immediately."

"Rongcheng is the territory of the Wen family. It is too difficult to attack Wen Zhengting, but San Francisco is different. You are waiting for this opportunity, right?"

"It's not peaceful over there recently." Nie Xi said vaguely.

The San Francisco gang vendetta triggered by the Huazu heir incident is almost settled, but there is still a bit of an end in progress, even if outsiders are involved in it, it is not incomprehensible.

Zhou Rong said meaningfully, "You want to borrow a knife to kill someone?"

"You think too much, that side is just a cover, and it must be someone from our side who does it."

"So I am the executioner." Zhou Rong pointed at himself, "Have you figured out how to send me there?"

"Wen Zhengting was very cautious in his later years. When he travels, he will only bring his confidant bodyguards. Someone will contact you later, and he will arrange you into the Wen family's security system. Then he will subtly let you replace someone." Nie Xi Cheng put down his teacup and made a moderate sound, "Let's stop here for now, what's your opinion?"

"Is this all your plan?" Zhou Rong approached him, grinning like a wild animal, "It's more than that."

The plan of murdering Wen Zhengting and supporting Wen Zhicheng's ascension is definitely not as simple as it sounds, and his narration omits many essential steps.

For example, how to bribe Wen Zhengting's lawyer team - as long as one person is bribed to disclose Wen Fan's will in advance, then everything will become confusing.

"Well, I only said the part that needs your help." The bright light fell on Nie Xichengying's sculpture-like facial features, but it couldn't illuminate the gloomy darkness in his eyes, "Don't worry, I won't watch from the sidelines." Yes. You are right, it is not others but me who want revenge, and I will take care of all the things you worry about. "

After listening to his narration, Zhou Rong looked at him carefully for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand, "The more people who know, the greater the possibility of leaking the secret, is this the truth, right?"

He didn't say yes or no, but Nie Xicheng understood his subtext - he will complete his half, and leave the rest to fate, life or death, whatever, he will not interfere.

"Almost." Nie Xicheng held his hand full of scars and calluses, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome."

The bond of hatred binds them together, and nothing else.

·

At 11:30 in the morning, the rising sun finally shone into the gloomy Bogu Hutong. Even so, this rare sunlight was still fragmented.

Standing under the 50-year-old bean pear tree at the entrance of the alley, it frequently attracts passers-by to look back—if it is not confirmed that there are no cameras and clearing staff nearby, many people think that this place has been selected as a shooting location for an artist.

Yi Huai checked his phone every few minutes to see if there was any work contact, but his expression didn't change from the beginning to the end.

He had investigated it a long time ago, Taiguzhai has no back door, the alley is a one-way dead end, and it is so narrow that other vehicles except motorcycles and bicycles cannot drive in, people who come out of it must pass through here.

At this moment, he saw someone walking towards him, who should be the one he was waiting for.He didn't give this person any leeway to back down. He raised his head and said hello in a voice of just the right size, "Assistant Yin, we meet again."

For a moment, he thought that this person would pretend not to know him and turn around and leave, and then he was amused by this thought - the only exit was occupied by himself, where else could this person go?

"What a coincidence." He put the phone in his pocket, and greeted the other party enthusiastically as if the terrible embarrassment did not exist, "I came to buy things, but the boss thought I was too poor and didn't do my business. I had no choice but to be kicked out in despair, what about you?"

Nie Xicheng, who had nowhere to retreat, secretly blamed himself for being too careless, "I... came to pick up the calligraphy and paintings ordered by President Wen." He was caught off guard and even stuttered when he spoke.

"Oh? That's right, it's really hard work."

"...It's true." Nie Xicheng intentionally or unintentionally cut off the sight communication between the two.His presence in that room must have been exposed long ago.

In order to prove that what he said was true, he brought the box in his left hand to the front for Yi Huai to see.This box is wide and thick, and looks quite heavy. From the outer shell to the inner liner, it is made of special materials. It is best used as a temporary transfer station for those fragile and expensive papers.

"If you come out later, I really have to go. I only took half a day off." Yi Huai was not interested in this, he just glanced at it casually, and then looked at the sun above his head. It's all over, Assistant Yin, how about having lunch together?"

"I have to ask Mr. Wen for instructions first."

As soon as Nie Xicheng took out his phone, someone held him down.

It's Yi Huai.The realization took all the strength out of him.

Yi Huai leaned over, and the distance between the two was so close that Nie Xicheng could see a protruding collarbone at the neckline.

"He will definitely not have any objections. After all, whether you can get my opinion on investment is equally important. Assistant Yin, I won't delay you for too long. I have to go back to work in the afternoon."

With smooth, jade-like skin, warm body and beautiful face, Nie Xicheng instinctively closed his eyes and took a small step back.

Yi Huai naturally didn't miss the moment when he froze.

——Is that why you don’t want to have direct contact with me?

He let go of his hand and retreated to a safe and reasonable distance, "Sorry, I was abrupt, if you don't want to..."

"No, you're right." Nie Xicheng's heart was beating fast, he took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down, "I promise you."

Hearing this sentence, Yi Huai suddenly felt that other things were not so important.

"Is there a restaurant you want to go to?"

"You decide."

Yi Huai was immersed in this short-lived happiness with a sense of guilt, and his eyes lit up. This rare light made Nie Xicheng forget what to say next, "Then I will decide."