drowning tide

On the third day of the birthday celebration reception, most of the attendees were high-level members of the Wen family chaebol and important figures in the branches.

If yesterday's guests were mixed, no matter how far or close they were, they would be invited if they had a little reputation in Rongcheng, then today's guests have obviously been screened - only the core business partners who have dealt with the dark side of the Wen family buried underground will be invited.

Compared with these, what is more important is that Wen Zhengting, who has been sick for a long time, finally appeared in the public eye.

A black velvet suit with a dark blue bow tie. This looks like the old-fashioned gentleman's outfit that often appears on TV. It dilutes Wen Zhengting's sinister temperament and adds a bit of elegance to his whole person.

He gave a welcome speech to tonight's guests with a well-prepared speech, during which he was like a king visiting his own territory, and his eyes naturally wandered over the crowd.His two sons were waiting behind, and the people they brought were on standby for the next moment... No one in the room missed his pause, and the entire banquet hall fell into a deathly silence.

Yi Huai, who was standing at the front of the crowd, could see clearly that under the bright daytime light, Wen Zhengting's unattractive face turned pale and gray, and his lips trembled twice, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. thing.

This man is really old, and he is not like in the past when the mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his face.He lowered his head, trying to laugh but couldn't.Even if the wolf is old, he can still bite off his neck, what's so funny.

The silence lasted for more than ten seconds, and then Wen Zhengting lowered his head as if waking up from a dream, and continued to speak from the broken position.Everyone could hear that he was not in the mood, and his tone was not as confident as before, but at least the most embarrassing moment was over, and they were able to applaud below again.

After Wen Zhengting, there will be two brothers Wen Zhicheng and Wen Fan—in previous years, Wen Fan gave the opening and closing speeches alone, but this year the eldest brother Wen Zhicheng joined the speech queue for an unprecedented time.

This is a signal that Wen Zhengting has noticed Shengjiang's improvement during this period of time and is willing to affirm it.

It was Wen Zhicheng who spoke first. It could be seen that he had made sufficient preparations for this rare opportunity, and he looked quite handsome. If it hadn't been for the last stutter, this speech would have been perfect.

Even though everyone present knew that he was an idiot, they applauded generously.

After all, Wen Zhengting hasn't officially spoken about the heir until now. It's not like they haven't seen a comeback before, and it's still unknown who will win in the end. It would be bad to completely offend someone before then.

Wen Zhicheng will be Wen Fan from now on.Compared with Wen Zhicheng, who is cautious and strives for nothing, Wen Fanfu gives people a strong oppressive force as soon as he appears on the stage.

Wen Fan is not yet [-] this year, with a square jaw, stiff facial features, short hair, each standing upright, and a lean physique wrapped in a hand-tailored suit, like a fierce young male wolf, baring his teeth Threat to all trespassers who dare to covet their territory.

Anyone who has seen the photos of Wen Zhengting when he was young will marvel that Wen Fan was carved out of the same mold as him. Perhaps it is because of this that this illegitimate child whose biological mother is unknown is so valued.

Yi Huai listened carefully to Wen Fan's speech, suddenly Luo Yi beside him turned his head and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear clearly, "Guess what Wen Zhengting saw?"

"Let me remind you that the people standing over there are all from Wen Zhicheng."

"I do not understand what you mean."

"Are you really not understanding or pretending not to understand?"

Any outsider would only think that they were whispering something very kind, but Yi Huai knew that Luo Yi's next words made his blood freeze into ice.

"To be more precise, he was looking at the assistant named Yin Yuan next to the boss of the Wen family." Luo Yi was a little interested, observing his reaction patiently and carefully, "I'm really curious about what is so special about him. It's not just you, even Mr. Wen's expression changed drastically. There are really not many people who can make Mr. Wen show that expression, at least I only saw it once. I want to talk to him now and ask him How did you do it."

Luo Yi noticed it, how many other people present noticed it?He restrained the urge to look at Yin Yuan, "I don't know."

"Yi Huai, I've raised you for so many years, don't I still know these little habits of yours?" Luo Yi took his time to expose his lies, "You say you don't know, but your body language and other reactions are all there. Say 'I know'."

"Since you refuse to tell me, then I'll go find someone else to check. I'm not the only one who will know. Don't blame me for not telling you clearly in advance."

"Don't..." Yi Huai protested weakly.Don't do it, please don't do it.

"The second time." Luo Yi's tone turned cold, "This is the second time you have disobeyed me. Who was it for the first time? Let me think about it, it seems to be Nie..."

He was interrupted by a tidal wave of applause, and he stood up straight, as if nothing had happened between the two of them.

"It's Nie Xicheng." Yi Huai finished the sentence for Luo Yi, "Just last night."

He didn't know where he got the courage to talk to Luo Yi like this, but he didn't regret it.

Wen Fan finished his speech, and the reception officially began. First of all, the birthday star himself brought his two sons to toast Luo Yi.Anyone with eyes can see that when Wen Zhengting came, paving the way for the youngest son's relationship was the key point, and the eldest son was just an addition.

"Go and get Mr. Luo some food. Mr. Luo will come back to eat later."

Over there Luo Yi was socializing with Wen's father and son, and here Fei Chuan was always on call as a confidant, so trivial matters such as preparing food were naturally left to the idler Yi Huai.

"Don't take almond products and smoked fish, Mr. Luo won't eat that."

"I know it all."

The meals at the reception were all prepared by the back kitchen of the five-star hotel, and many of the ingredients were airlifted directly from the place of origin by plane. The side is almost ready to go back.

Only at this time did he dare to indulge his gaze a little bit, but Yin Yuan was no longer in that place.Where did he go?Such questions stayed in his mind for a short while before being occupied by other things.

"Are you free? I want to have a few words with you."

The one who blocked his way was a man with a somewhat frivolous appearance.

"I heard that my good nephew has an interesting little thing. When I saw it today, I found it to be more beautiful than I thought. It seems that my good nephew knows how to appreciate beauties."

These words were close to directly saying that he served people in Israel, Yi Huai frowned imperceptibly.He and Luo Yi don't have this kind of relationship. It's the limit for two people who look at each other and hate each other to live under the same roof. Anything more is torture to everyone.

"I'm sorry, please let me go."

Mo Zhengya pretended not to understand him, but moved closer, "Are you Yi Sheng's son?"

Since this person is Luo Yi's uncle, the past can't be hidden from him.

"I am." Yi Huai took a small step back.He didn't like to get so close to strangers, and Mo Zhengya was no ordinary stranger.

The first time he saw Luo Yi showing his undisguised dislike for someone was towards Mo Zhengya, even he himself only got the sarcasm from Luo Yi.

"When did my good nephew switch to charity? Huh?"

"I suggest you ask Mr. Luo directly about this."

Mo Zhengya quickly whispered something in his ear, hummed a little tune and left, leaving him standing there alone in a state of anxiety.

Not long after, Fei Chuan rushed over and took the plate from him.It seems that he is also paying attention to the dynamics here all the time.

"I saw Mo Zhengya staying beside you for a while, what did he say to you?"

"It's nothing." Realizing that he answered too quickly, Yi Huai slowed down his speech, "He asked me if I wanted to change jobs to him, but I refused."

"really?"

Fei Chuan took him to a corner to block off some prying eyes.

"People like Mo Zhengya, if you don't deal with him, it will be good for you and Mr. Luo."

He nodded absently, and told Fei Chuan that he still remembered what he said yesterday.

Fei Chuan looked at him for about 30 seconds, he didn't know what was interesting about him.

"I won't..." I won't betray Luo Yi, after all he kept his promise with me.He won't say the second half of the sentence, but it's like a determination.

"I know you hate Mr. Luo, and hate him for making your life like this." Fei Chuan's expression was a bit heroic, "but Yi Huai, some things are not what you think, Luo It's not as bad as you think."

"I will only say these words once, and you should not tell others that I said them. Everything Mr. Luo does has his considerations. Don't be fooled by these superficial things." Fei Chuan sighed, "One day You will understand."

After a while, when Luo Yi came back after socializing, Fei Chuan hurriedly handed over the full plate and asked him to choose what he likes to fill his stomach.

Yi Huai brought Luo Yi drinks mechanically, and Luo Yi glanced at him, "What's wrong with you? Lost your soul again?"

"No. I just met Mr. Mo..."

Luo Yi sneered, not concealing his contempt, "Want to start with you? That's all he has."

"Yeah." Yi Huai replied hesitantly, "I didn't say anything to him."

"You don't have the guts either."

"Almost so."

He replied somewhat reluctantly.Mo Zhengya's words just now brought back the nightmare buried deep in his heart.

—Would you like to know how your mother died and where are the ashes buried?

The topic of parents is an eternal taboo between him and Luo Yi, but how could he not want to know the answer to this question.

He was going crazy thinking about it.

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At the end of the round of toasts and speeches, Wen Zhengting no longer cared about his demeanor, turned away the others, and only called the eldest son to stop, asking him to follow him to the semi-open-air corridor outside the auditorium.

"Dad, what's the matter with you." Wen Zhicheng, who had never been valued so much by his father, was a little flattered, and his cheeks were almost flushed red from the alcohol.

Wen Zhengting felt that he was dazed.He just glanced at it casually, not even sure if that person really existed.

"Where's the person standing there just now!" He pointed at a certain direction in the lively banquet hall, and growled uncontrollably at his eldest son, "Answer me! Speak!"

He didn't know why he was so scared.When he was young, he dared to do anything, and retribution and ghosts and gods were all nonsense - snatch what he wanted, and let someone disappear if he dared to block the way. He has always believed in such truths.When he was old and death was approaching, he began to hear voices that he had never heard before, which made him feel scared every day, fearing that the dead would seek his life, so he locked himself up .

He feels safe and relaxed only in this solid shell.

"Who?" Wen Zhicheng was stunned by the yelling, and stood there in a daze, thinking about what he did wrong.

Wen Zhengting glanced at him in disgust, "Young, male, wearing a gray suit, if I read correctly, he is under your command."

Wen Zhicheng thought about it for a while, and there was indeed such a person, but he still didn't know what was wrong with this person that made his father overreact, "It's my assistant Yin Yuan, haven't you met him before?" He asked tentatively.

"Call him over, immediately!" Hearing that this person was real, Wen Zhengting's ears buzzed, and all the blood rushed to the top of his head.

"Okay, okay, wait a moment."

Although Wen Zhicheng didn't know what kind of medicine his father sold in the gourd, since the person in power had spoken, he immediately dialed a number obediently, "Hello? Where are you Yin Yuan now? My dad, it's Mr. Wen who wants to see you... I I don't know what's going on, just come when I tell you, don't talk so much nonsense."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhicheng immediately changed his face and reported to Wen Zhengting obediently, "He said he would come right away."

Wen Zhengting stared at the eldest son uncertainly, "You'd better pray that this person is okay."

"Probably... no." Wen Zhicheng became nervous after being threatened by him, "I've checked, this person is fine, father, have you...recognized the wrong person?"

In less than 5 minutes, Yin Yuan appeared in front of Wen's father and son.

The moment Wen Zhengting saw him, he began to wonder if he had hallucinations: he had indeed seen this person, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong those few times.

"Raise your head up." He couldn't restrain the trembling in his voice, "Lift up!" In order to hide his timidity, Wen Zhicheng raised his voice.

The man raised his head very obediently, and he pinched his chin unceremoniously, turning it back and forth to check repeatedly.

Not like, not like the dead man, the contours, eyes and lips are slightly similar, but overall it is another face.

It should be an illusion created by him looking at the past from a certain angle on stage.

"What's your name, where are you from, and what do your parents do?" Wen Zhengting asked in a deep voice.

Yin Yuan thought for a few seconds, "My name is Yin Yuan."

Even after staying here for so long, if you listen carefully, you can still hear that his accent is different from that of the native Chinese, with a little emphasis from foreigners.

He answered in a very orderly manner, from how he was attracted by the former boss Hua Jingyang to how his mother who was a prostitute in the American slums died of illness a few years ago and he went back to handle the funeral. He explained everything in detail.

With his seemingly calm but emotional narration, Wen Zhengting's beating heart slowly calmed down.

"I see, you go down, it's okay."

Yin Yuan bowed, turned around and walked inside.

Wen Zhengting stared at his back, suddenly raised his voice, "Nie Yuansheng has a son, I know you are still alive, and you came here to avenge your damn father."

Even though he said that, Yin Yuan didn't show any strangeness.

"Mr. Wen, what are you talking about?" He turned his head in confusion, "Are you... talking to me?"

Wen Zhengting stared into his pupils, "What do you think?"

"I don't think so, but we're the only ones here, so I'm here to ask you."

An almost amiable smile appeared on Wen Zhengting's old face, "Sorry, I misidentified the person, please don't take offense."

After getting a definite answer, Yin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was something I didn't do well."

"It's a good thing for young people to be cautious. My son is too careless and will cause you trouble."

"Where's the matter, it's not troublesome. It's my honor to be able to do things for the young and old."

"Boss, see how many people under you can talk, learn from it."

Poor Wen Zhicheng was so frightened that he couldn't speak, he nodded numbly, like a repeater, "I know, I know."

After Yin Yuan left, Wen Zhengting quietly looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back.

Today is the sixteenth day of the lunar calendar, the fullest day of the moon, and it is also a rare blood moon.A dark red halo lingered on the surface of the huge star, and even the dim markings turned into the color of blood.

He took one look at this glare and gloomy color and dared not look any further.A voice in his heart said that a terrible disaster was about to come, and this place was about to become a sea of ​​blood and fire.

"Father... my people, are you okay?"

After a while, Wen Zhicheng plucked up the courage to come over and ask him about the result of the examination.

He didn't want to pretend to be kind anymore, he knew how important this son was, and whoever did those achievements couldn't have been done by him.If this trash can become a major event, will it wait until now?

"Go away, don't follow me." He seemed to feel that his tone was too harsh, he eased up a bit, and said, "You are the master, you need to preside over the affairs of the banquet, why do you have to teach you even such a trivial matter ?”

Throwing away the surprised-looking eldest son, he walked towards his study, and in the middle of the walk, he suddenly stopped while clutching his chest.Common painkillers are no longer enough to relieve symptoms.

The terrible disease was eroding his body, and the doctor advised him more than once to start chemotherapy immediately, but he refused, insisting on only accepting conservative treatment and taking medicine with minimal side effects.

Because once he started chemotherapy, some things could no longer be hidden.

He called his personal assistant.In the past few decades, the person he trusted most was this person.He doesn't even believe the person next to his pillow who has had hair for decades.

"Do something for me." After the call was connected, he heard the assistant's voice, and he couldn't explain why he was so anxious.

His premonition has always been accurate, and this premonition has helped him avoid many assassinations and disasters, and he believes that this time is no exception.

"The Yin Yuan next to Boss Cha, from the day he was born, I checked carefully. This man has ghosts, and I don't believe a word he said to me."