drowning tide

In front of Wen Zhengting's study, the assistant knocked on the door, "Boss Luo and the others are here."

"Bring them in."

The assistant brought them in. This place should be Wen Zhengting's daily office. There is a complete set of mahogany furniture, several pieces of glazed porcelain on the shelf, a beautifully framed calligraphy and painting on the wall, the curtains are tightly drawn, and the central air conditioner is 24 hours. Hours of operation to ensure that the temperature and humidity are maintained at the most pleasant degree.Wen Zhengting himself was not sitting in front of the desk, the assistant pointed to the half-hidden door on the left, "This way."

Compared with the official study room, this inner room is obviously much more lively: it is decorated in warm colors, soft wool carpets, and there are several colorful oil paintings.

Wen Zhengting was sitting on the leather sofa with a half-smoked cigar in his hand, as if he was thinking about something, his whole back showed a sense of depression that didn't match his status.

Yi Huai stared at his gray head, and suddenly realized that this was the first time he saw Wen Zhengting in such a serious way.He was much older than he remembered, and even if he was far away before, he could feel that there was a wolf-like ferocity in this man.

Ambition and desire, these things made him stand firm in the erosion of the years, and at this moment he looked no different from an ordinary old man.

"Mr. Wen, I brought them here."

Almost at the same time, that rare weakness faded from Wen Zhengting's body, like an old wolf who always wants to maintain his dignity in front of outsiders, but he doesn't know that he has already revealed himself.

"Uncle Wen." Luo Yi called out politely, and sat down on the seat opposite him, "There is some traffic on the road."

In terms of status alone, Luo Yi and Wen Zhengting are almost on the same level, but there is a gap of decades in between, so Luo Yi took a step back and called Wen Zhengting an uncle.

"Luo Yi, you're here." Wen Zhengting's face softened a little, "In the past few years, there have been more and more people in Rongcheng, so it is said that only traffic jams are equal for everyone."

"Today is your birthday, I have prepared some small gifts for you, you can see if it suits you."

Before coming, Fei Chuan gave the gift list to Yi Huai, so as soon as Luo Yi finished speaking, he took a step forward, raised the exquisite bronzing envelope with both hands, and handed it to Wen Zhengting.

Wen Zhengting's falcon-like eyes fell on his face, and he bit the inside of his mouth to keep himself from making a sound.Even though the wolf is old and frail, being looked at like this still makes him feel a sense of pressure.

Compared with this, the previous confrontation with Yin Yuan was nothing short of drizzle.

"Why not the one before?"

It didn't take long for Wen Zhengting to look away, but he was just working from the bottom, so even if there were problems, he didn't need to worry about them.

Luo Yi answered briefly, "We always have to support newcomers."

"It's a good thing to support newcomers, but don't hurt the hearts of old people. After all, newcomers are not as knowledgeable as old people, and they are not so easy to use."

"I have my measure."

Luo Yi was noncommittal to the admonition of this person who had been here, "You really scared my people."

"If you are so timid, don't eat this bowl of rice as soon as possible."

"Did you hear that?" Luo Yi glanced at Yi Huai meaningfully, "Boss Wen said the same thing, do you know what to do?"

"Understood." Yi Huai quickly replied.

Different from his hesitation, Wen Zhengting did not waste his eyes on such an unworthy little person like him.He breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that he was too much of an enemy.

After all, even at that time, Wen Zhengting had never seen him—Nie Yuansheng had the foresight to hide them well, almost always in a vacuum cover.

Wen Zhengting roughly scanned the gift list, and smiled kindly, "You really have a heart."

This is what it means to be satisfied, Luo Yi changed to a more comfortable sitting position, after a while the assistant brought tea, and the hot steam filled with the aroma of black tea.

"You don't mind?" Wen Zhengting continued to smoke his cigar, and invited Luo Yi by the way, "You want one too?"

The assistant handed the cut cigar to Luo Yi in a timely manner, Luo Yi happily accepted it, and accompanied Wen Zhengting to puff away the clouds.

"You've been doing olive oil business with Italians lately?"

The Wen family is a multinational trade giant in Rongcheng, and they must have contacts with people from the government, so they are naturally good at hearing and seeing.

"It's almost like this." Of course Luo Yi also understood, "Boss Wen, do you have another batch of goods coming in a few days?"

"I really can't hide it from you." Wen Zhengting laughed loudly, and compared a number, "At least it's worth that much."

Yi Huai listened quietly at the side. He majored in finance and trade at university, so listening to their conversation would not sound like he was listening to heavenly scriptures, but he still felt a bit boring after listening to it for a long time.

It's just three things, after being warned and exhorted by Luo Yi like that, he killed him and didn't lose his mind.Naturally, he wouldn't simply think that the Wen family's business was pure transnational trade, that the goods on the surface were just a cover for opening up waterways, and those goods that were really worth a thousand dollars were those that were not visible.Such as firearms, or...

"Your uncle came this morning, maybe you can see him at the reception later."

Wen Zhengting said something seemingly casually, Luo Yi shrugged, "Really? I haven't seen him for quite some time."

"We're all a family, what's the problem?"

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with it." Luo Yi blew a puff of greenish smoke, "I understand, don't worry about it."

They talked for a long time, until Wen Zhengting showed a little tired look on his face, just as it was getting dark outside.

"Let's stop here for the time being. I'm not like you young people. I'm a little tired. I'll go over there later. Have fun."

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Yi Huai and the others returned the same way, and when they walked through the garden to the auditorium, the reception had already started for a while, and bright lights could be seen from far away.

The night wind blew away the strong and spicy smell of smoke on Luo Yi's body, "He is really old, and he will never let people see his appearance a few years earlier." He straightened his collar in front of the mirror , making her outfit look flawless, "What do you think?"

Yi Huai was not sure what he meant, and said softly, "Mr. Wen is always strong and strong, which is admirable."

Luo Yi snorted disdainfully, "That's how you are. You know how to be tactful when you tell the truth. Go in."

In fact, Yi Huai was a little afraid of such a crowded social occasion, but Luo Yi saw through his retreat first, "Put your head up, you have to get used to it sooner or later."

The reception was more lively and noisy than they thought, with countless clothes and temples, and the scene was full of luxury and luxury.

Fei Chuan was already there, and when he saw the two of them, he immediately greeted them, and there were other people who wanted to chat with Luo Yi.

Many prominent figures in Rongcheng, including Wen's family, have come. They form an upper circle of their own, and those who are not qualified can't integrate even if they want to. However, Luo Yi is different. Some people are afraid of him, and some people are afraid of him. They have admiration for him, and the only thing they have in common is that no one can ignore his existence.

Yi Huai, who was left out in the cold, looked at Fei Chuan, who was proficient in socializing with Luo Yi, and he had been increasingly doubtful recently, what exactly did Luo Yi want to do?

Many people thought this was a signal that Luo Yi valued him and wanted to support him, but he knew very well that Luo Yi's real confidant was Fei Chuan, and he would never be able to gain Luo Yi's true trust, let alone Fei Chuan. mentioned to be reused.

As Wen Zhengting said, Fei Chuan is Luo Yi's most knowledgeable old man, and he has followed Luo Yi to live a bloody life since he seized power.Compared with Fei Chuan, the only thing he can do well is that he has gone to college. It is not a private pheasant university or a water injection degree obtained by donating a building, but a diploma from a serious study abroad. Fei Chuan even barely got a high school diploma. .But this is only reflected in the fact that he can help Luo Yi deal with trivial matters in the company. He doesn't think what he does is so irreplaceable—the real core transaction content is firmly held in Luo Yi's hands, and it is impossible for him to let him bump.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone standing over there.That person was alone like him, but he looked a little more relaxed than him, with a wine glass in his hand and a relaxed posture.

It was that Mr. Yin just now.After recognizing him, a series of questions flashed through his mind, such as, is Wen Li not with him, what did Wen Li do?After all, judging from Wen Li's previous body language, it is obvious that she has admiration for this so-called friend beyond friendship.

This time Yin Yuan didn't notice him, after a while he looked like he couldn't stand the noise of the reception, and walked towards the gate.

Actions preceded consciousness, Yi Huai quickly dodged to the side, hiding in the blind spot of Yin Yuan's sight, and after making sure that he had left, he immediately followed his steps to the garden.

The moist, grass-scented night wind blows on Yi Huai's cheeks, and the distant skyline still has a little afterglow of the never-setting sun.He suddenly woke up and asked himself softly what he was doing.

Yeah, what the hell am I doing?While thinking this way, he continued to walk in the direction where Yin Yuan disappeared.He clearly knew that Luo Yi might think of him at any time, what he should do now was to act as if this had never happened, and go back to the reception, but he still walked into the deep red flowers.

It was the Corolla rose, and he recognized the rich, bright red bouquet. After all, there were many such flowers in the place where he lived for a while. He often mistook them for roses, and someone corrected them over and over again.

He stopped after walking a few steps, it was Yin Yuan, he was standing at the end of the path, staring at him uncertainly.

"You don't think I didn't notice, did you?"

He found out.Yi Huai didn't find himself very surprised. From the very beginning, he didn't expect anything from this matter.

He moved his lower lip, but said nothing.

"What do you want to say?"

Yin Yuan didn't wait for an answer, and there was a hint of danger in his tone, his dark gray pupils were full of his reflection, "Why do you follow me? Is there anything you should care about?"