Chapter 8 Chapter 7 Zhong Keke is everywhere

Not wanting to talk about these personal issues with Feng Shiliang in front of others, Tang Shaolei swallowed all the rebuttals, turned his head to go out, but when he looked up, he saw four Zhong Keke standing in front of him. In the middle of the night, in Guanlang Fishing Village, where the bright moon hangs high, Tang Shaolei came slowly to the quiet Tang Family Garden, and stood quietly at the door for a moment before stepping into the living room. As soon as the housekeeper Chen Shu came out of the kitchen with a stew pot, he saw Tang Shaolei standing in the middle of the living room, and couldn't help being a little surprised: "Master, it's so late, why are you back?"

Tang Shaolei smiled, and did not answer Uncle Chen's question, but asked Tang's father's whereabouts: "Where is my father?" Hearing this, Uncle Chen's expression was a little sad, he sighed and replied: "Master is in the room." Sensing that something was wrong with Uncle Chen's expression, Tang Shaolei's heart tightened, and hurriedly took three steps at a time, ran upstairs and pushed open the door of Tang's father Tang Baibai's bedroom. Under the dim light, Tang Baibai was lying on the bed looking through the photos in his album, coughing from time to time.Tang Shaolei looked at his bedridden father quietly, feeling his oldness and loneliness for the first time in his life.

Tang Baibo, who kept his head down, thought it was Uncle Chen coming in, and waved his hand weakly: "Old Chen, I don't need to drink the medicine tonight, I'm already much better." Where is it better? Tang Shaolei was angry that his father didn't know how to take care of his health, and that he didn't know about his father's physical condition until today. He took a deep breath and tried to soften his tone before speaking slowly: "Dad, it's me." Tang Baibo was startled, and turned his head to look at Tang Shaolei in disbelief. The excitement on his face was heart-rending.

"It's you? It's so late, why did you come here in person?" The touch and joy that belonged to his father had not dissipated, but Tang Baibo suddenly remembered about the yacht club, and his face faded instantly, "By the way, I want First of all, congratulations to you mother and son, the yacht club finally opened successfully under your operation!" After speaking, Tang Baibai started to cough desperately again. Tang Shaolei didn't explain too much, took the medicine to the bed, bent down and held it in front of Tang Baibai: "Dad, take the medicine first."

Tang Baibai sighed.He knew this son's temper very well, so he stopped talking, took the medicine and swallowed it with a frown. "You came back so late, you must have something to ask me. Tell me." Tang Baibo, the father and son of his dearest relatives, didn't know that apart from business, there was nothing else they could talk about between father and son. Tang Shaolei just leaned quietly on the head of the bed, watching Tang Baibai's expression change.I don't know when, their relationship has come to where it is today. There was a long silence, so long that Tang Baibo thought he would not speak again, Tang Shaolei suddenly said: "I want to talk to you about the development of Guanlang Village Resort."

Instead of looking at Tang Baibai's reaction, Tang Shaolei just went on and said, "The construction of the first phase of the resort is about to start." Tang Baibo felt a pain in his heart. Although he didn't want his son to see anything, he really didn't want to hear his wife's victory in this matter, so he could only interrupt: "I'm just an old man who has stepped down from the chairman's position. , I don’t want to interfere with work matters anymore.” Tang Shaolei shook his head: "It was because of your opposition to this project that I really paid attention and joined this case."

"Didn't you also use your actual actions to show that you support your mother's decision?" Tang Baibo asked weakly, closing his eyes.He didn't want to push the only flesh and blood that remained by his side any further, but he really couldn't make it through this matter. "It was indeed like this at the beginning! Because I have studied the entire development plan and think that the company can get good benefits from this project in the future. As the president of the group, I have no reason to object." Acknowledging his decision in disguise, Tang Shaolei was not surprised to hear his father sigh again, and finally asked the deepest question in his heart: "But Dad, can you tell me why you are so opposed to this project?"

Tang Shaolei looked at Tang Baibai expectantly, but he was silent all the time, his tightly pursed lips even showed a morbid gray, and silently pushed back Tang Shaolei's questioning. With a wry smile, Tang Shaolei finally stood up, supported Tang Baibai's back pillow, and said his final decision firmly: "It's okay, you don't want to say it. Dad, I'm here today to tell you my decision. I'm going to stop this development from going ahead." "Stop this project?" Tang Baibo was taken aback, and looked at Tang Shaolei inquiringly. Tang Shaolei nodded solemnly, but his tone was very light: "I don't want our way of pursuing interests to be based on other people's pain, so..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Tang Baibo knew that he was serious and kept his word. This son has changed, and there should be only one reason for his change. "Have you been to Guanlang Village?" The question blurted out, and Tang Baibo felt his heart beating again, and the two seconds he waited for the answer seemed to be as long as a century. And Tang Shaolei nodded as he expected. "Then they..." Almost uttering the name that was in his heart, Tang Baibo also realized his excitement, and tried to restrain his emotions, "I mean, what do the villagers think about the development?"

The doubts are even bigger, Tang Shaolei still maintains the tone of the report: "Most of the villagers have accepted the relocation funds and moved to our newly built wave watching community in the town. But the most critical area between the yacht club and the resort …There is a family that is determined not to move.” "Guanlang Fishing Village..." Before Tang Shaolei could call his name, Tang Baibo said the name with certainty. Tang Shaolei raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Father Tang in surprise: "How do you know?" "I know that old guy Zhong Tianyou's temper best," Tang Baibai smiled for the first time tonight when he called Father Zhong's name affectionately, "He must have refused to leave there until death."

In just one sentence, it contains too many emotions. Tang Shaolei's heart moved, and he asked tentatively, "Dad, do you know someone from the Zhong family?" Tang Baibo nodded lightly, and generously admitted: "I lived there for a few years when I was young." "That's why you object to this development project, right?" Tang Shaolei thought he had found the reason for his father's strange attitude, and automatically filled out the reasons for Tang Baibai that he hadn't said, "You care about those old friends over there, so you..." But Tang Baibai interrupted him: "Are they... are they doing well? I mean that old fellow Zhong Tianyou..." Unfortunately, the opposite is true.Tang Shaolei sighed, and told Tang Baibai the truth: "Their family has always refused to compromise. The business of Guanlang Fishing Village is very bleak now, and I don't know how long it can last..." Tang Baibo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked: "Where is that person? Zhong Tianyou... and... and his wife..." "Uncle and aunt are all right." In Tang Shaolei's view, the lives of the Zhong family and his wife are far happier than his parents, and his father can feel at ease by saying it, "They have a pair of children. Talking and laughing, even if you just watch from a distance, you can feel the warmth of their home." At some point, Tang Baibai's eyes became moist.When Tang Shaolei raised his eyes, he couldn't help being stunned: "Dad, you..." "I'm fine." Stopping Tang Shaolei, who was about to call Uncle Chen over, Tang Baibo shook his head again and again, "As people get older, it's inevitable that they will be a little sentimental. Such a warm and happy life sounds like a world away to me." On this point, Tang Shaolei did agree with his father, and nodded in agreement, but did not speak again. Presumably, he had already finished what he wanted to say to Tang Baibai tonight. Tang Baibo wanted to ask Uncle Chen to take his son back to rest several times, but was reluctant several times.For more than seven years, the father and son rarely even talked to each other. After hesitating for a while, Tang Baibo still tried to say what he had kept in his heart for so many years: "Shao Lei, Dad knows, in fact, you have always blamed me in your heart for not standing with you and supporting Shao Yin and that man's love... ..." Unexpectedly, before finishing speaking, Tang Shaolei interrupted loudly: "It's all in the past!" The more excited Tang Shaolei was, the more it meant that this matter had never passed in his heart, and it might have already become an unhealed scar in his heart. Why doesn't Tang Baibo miss his daughter who has been away for many years?It's not wrong for the son to blame him. Lowering his head, Tang Baibo picked up the family portrait placed by the bed, carefully stroked the smiling Shaoyin in the photo, and finally sighed: "You brothers and sisters, the warmth you get from this family is really too little... " Fast forward eight years, I wonder if Shaoyin is doing well now... Both father and son fell silent, and no one said a word until Tang Shaolei left. Nostalgic for the carefree days in Guanlang Fishing Village, Tang Shaolei, as the heir of the Dingheng Consortium, must also fulfill his due obligations. Early the next morning, Tang Shaolei woke up for a full minute before he had no choice but to accept the reality that he had returned to his apartment in City A.Cleanly picked out a suit and shirt from the cloakroom, Tang Shaolei pressed the phone to record, and Feng Shiliang's flat voice immediately echoed in the bedroom. "At eight o'clock in the morning, the routine inspection of DH Mall; at nine o'clock, the transoceanic video conference of the French branch; at ten o'clock, the work report of the middle-level managers; at two o'clock in the afternoon, the DH resort planning group meeting..." With a swipe of his finger, Tang Shaolei pressed the pause button, looked at himself in the mirror quietly for a while, and then moved like a puppet on a string again, and started a day's work according to the schedule provided by the assistant. The first stop is naturally DH Mall.According to the usual practice, Tang Shaolei should take managers at all levels to conduct routine inspections. It was rare to see this legendary tall, rich and handsome in the group. The welcoming ladies saw Tang Shaolei walking towards them from a distance, and hurriedly stood up excitedly. Tang Shaolei has long been accustomed to it. He wanted to lead the managers past the team of welcoming ladies with a blank face as before, but suddenly remembered the Zhong family who smiled kindly at everyone, and couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips, and immediately let all the welcoming ladies I was so excited that I didn't know what to do. Tang Shaolei pouted secretly, but suddenly saw Zhong Keke standing among them. Suddenly stopped and looked at Zhong Keke, Tang Shaolei nervously turned his eyes away and dared not look at her: "Why do you..." Heartbroken, Tang Shaolei looked back at Zhong Keke again, and found that all of this was just an illusion. Standing in front of him was only a welcome lady who was excited because of being questioned by the president. "It's nothing, I just want to remind you that a button on your shirt cuff has fallen off." Tang Shaolei understood that it was just his illusion, his face lightened, and he said coldly, intending to cover up his gaffe just now. Miss Yingbin hurriedly looked down, and sure enough, a button on her cuff was off, and she bowed in panic: "I'm sorry, President, it's my fault, please..." "It's okay, but there won't be a next time." After interrupting her, Tang Shaolei left without looking back.Others seem to act vigorously and resolutely, but only I understand that this is just running away. Both the managers brought by Tang Shaolei and the welcoming ladies were a little stunned, because Tang Shaolei was strict and demanding in the past and would never give others a second chance. "President, he seems to be a bit different!" A bolder girl murmured in a low voice, and the other welcoming ladies hurriedly pushed her, signaling her not to continue talking, lest the president hear it and cause another disturbance. In fact, they really worried too much this time. Tang Shaolei's mind was full of the scene when he saw Zhong Keke just now. Although Feng Shiliang, who was accompanying him, also felt that Tang Shaolei had changed after he came back from Guanlang Village, he didn't notice the strangeness in him just now, and he still reported his work in a strict manner: "The theme of this season's street is luxury midsummer..." Tang Shaolei followed Feng Shiliang's words and looked at the window of the luxury store, but the model dummy in the window turned into Zhong Keke's appearance. He stopped suddenly again, and Tang Shaolei quietly looked at Zhong Keke in the window.The new bright summer princess dress unexpectedly suits Zhong Keke. She stands in the window and winks at Tang Shaolei as she is dressed up, as if they are still in the fishing village of Guanlang, accompanying each other. Finally aware of Tang Shaolei's abnormality, Feng Shiliang had no choice but to interrupt Tang Shaolei's meditation: "President, are you okay?" Tang Shaolei was startled, rubbed his eyes hastily, and the model dummy returned to normal. Seeing that Tang Shaolei had returned to normal, Feng Shiliang stopped talking and continued to patrol behind Tang Shaolei silently. He didn't think until the work of this stage was over and only the two of them were left in the elevator room before he spoke: "President , since you came back from Guanlang Village, it seems that your mental state has not been very good." "If a man often mistakes others for a woman he knows, what does that mean?" Tang Shaolei had no intention of discussing with Feng Shiliang about his mental state, and he expressed his doubts directly. Feng Shiliang never expected that Tang Shaolei would ask himself such a question, and he paused before answering: "I don't know what kind of relationship you are talking about between this man and this woman, but if you often regard others as that person, At least it shows that this man misses that woman very much." As if he had been told what was on his mind, Tang Shaolei coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and retorted eagerly: "There is another possibility, that is, not enough rest, so some neurasthenia, just sleep. " Feng Shiliang was taken aback, and quickly glanced at Tang Shaolei's slightly embarrassed expression. He suddenly understood who the so-called man was, and he was overjoyed. He was afraid of angering Tang Shaolei, so he could only joke lightly: "I hope so." Tang Shaolei also heard it, and turned his head to give him a hard look. At this time, the two had reached the administrative level, and the elevator door opened slowly in front of them, and the four administrative female secretaries stood outside the elevator together to greet Tang Shaolei with smiles on their faces. Not wanting to talk about these personal issues with Feng Shiliang in front of others, Tang Shaolei swallowed all the rebuttals, turned his head to go out, but when he looked up, he saw four Zhong Keke standing in front of him. Tang Shaolei was so frightened that he instinctively stepped back and stepped on Feng Shiliang's foot. The pain made him gasp, but he couldn't say anything. Tang Shaolei was also embarrassed, patted Feng Shiliang on the shoulder to show comfort, and strode into the president's office as if fleeing, with a speed comparable to that of a race walker. Feng Shiliang was helpless, as soon as the pain in his feet lightened, he waved his hand to let the four overwhelmed secretaries return to their posts, while he chased to the president's office. After all, there were still a lot of affairs that Tang Shaolei had to deal with today. "President, if there's nothing else, I'll prepare for a video conference." Following the videoconference was a group meeting with the advertising agency responsible for the yacht club's planning. "Wait..." Tang Shaolei still had a fresh memory of today's arrangement, and hurriedly called Feng Shiliang to a stop, "I won't attend the planning meeting with the sharing advertising company in the afternoon." With Tang Shaolei's identity, the strength of Dingheng Group, a small advertising company, is not worthy of the Dingheng CEO's personal pressure.In fact, Tang Shaolei would not have been directly involved in this project if it hadn't been for Tang's mother's strong request. In Feng Shiliang's view, it is normal for Tang Shaolei to stay out of the matter, so he simply nodded his head to express his understanding, and opened the door to leave. Seeing that Feng Shiliang didn't say a word, Tang Shaolei became uncomfortable, and asked with staring eyes: "Don't you ask me what I'm busy with, why don't you go to participate?" Looking at Tang Shaolei inexplicably, Feng Shiliang replied calmly: "I know." "What do you know?" Tang Shaolei didn't know what was going on, but he was a little guilty, and when he questioned Feng Shiliang, he was a little bit harsh. "I heard that Ms. Zhong has returned to Shanghai, so the meeting in the afternoon..." Before he could finish speaking, Feng Shiliang's meaning was already clear. The more frankly he spoke, the more unnatural Tang Shaolei's behavior became, and he felt a little restless: "Uh... after the meeting, show me the minutes of the meeting!" It was rare to see this young and mature cousin at a loss, Feng Shiliang calmly added more firewood: "Did I say something wrong?" When Tang Shaolei heard that Feng Shiliang was still going to ask, he quickly put on the prestige of the president, and said to him with his neck straightened: "Didn't you just say that you are going to prepare for the conference call? What are you doing here?" "Oh, I'll go right away." Feng Shiliang curled his lips and left immediately obediently as the senior official crushed the man to death. After driving away the "nonsense" Feng Shiliang, the irritability in Tang Shaolei's heart did not decrease at all. He couldn't sit or stand alone in the office, and he was very depressed. At the same time, Zhong Keke, who was deeply saddened by Cao Sanshi's leaving without saying goodbye, also returned to City A accompanied by his brother Zhong Yifan, and was sorting out the information about the DH Yacht Club left over from the previous days at home. Into a cardboard box, those past struggles are still vivid in my mind. In order to write the planning project all night long, I finally succeeded in toasting with the team members and laughing... But she also remembered that the family members who were hurt by Ding Heng kept repeating their instructions not to have any contact with Ding Heng when they parted with their mother, Gu Youci. Sighing, Zhong Keke closed the lid of the carton and stuck the seal firmly. Perhaps, not every effort will yield results, not to mention every hard work will yield results.Even if she lost this opportunity, Zhong Keke still believed that as long as she continued to work hard, there would be better choices waiting for her ahead.In any case, family is the most important thing. Constantly cheering herself up, Zhong Keke finally showed a smile, as if the gloom lingering in her heart these days has dissipated.At this moment, Zhong Yifan, who went to the street to buy food, was suddenly talking and laughing outside the window. In the laughter, a childish voice was very familiar. Hastily pushing open the box and laying down in front of the bed, Zhong Keke looked at the big and small walking downstairs, and shouted happily. "Yifan! Dongdong!"