Chapter 25 Chapter Twenty-Five

In the middle of the night, Feng Zhong was awakened by a call from his sister.Now he is the only one at home, and his wife went to Kunming to recuperate a few days ago. Brother, something bad may happen!Feng Ying said. Feng Zhong was shocked and sat up. Feng Ying snorted and continued, "Brother, Shu Cong just called from Guangzhou, saying that Bi Qingming and Guo Tian took him to Guangzhou this time, not to see the goods at all, but to leave the country. Our deposit is a deposit. They were also transferred away, and the bushes couldn't find the two of them now.Brother, if Shushu has no conscience, he will not be able to return this call.Brother, Shu Cong suspects that the Beijing anti-smuggling department is going to take action, and asked me to ask you, have you heard anything in the past two days?

Feng Zhong got out of bed, and the microphone in his hand trembled. A few years ago, Feng Zhong registered a company in Beijing in the name of his younger sister. The main theme of the business was the purchase and sale of oil equipment, and he had no business relationship with Bi Qingming. The money they exchanged was not much. The color of secrecy is nothing more than exuding the smell of power in his hands. Later, he changed his business direction and joined forces with Bi Qingming to start illegal businesses such as smuggling cigarettes, CDs, mobile phones, computers, and later refined oil, because the power in his hands changed. taste.The year before last, Feng Zhong was taken by Bi Qingming to Hong Kong and Macau for a tour, and when he came back, he and Bi Qingming put on crotch pants.

Bi Qingming won Feng Zhong not because of pornography, but because of gambling. That time in Hong Kong, Feng Zhong lost 1.2 million Hong Kong dollars to Bi Qingming in one day and one night.At that time, Feng Zhong was plundered by a kind of stimulation he had never experienced before, and only colorful Hong Kong dollars remained in his brain. The money connected the functions of every nerve in his body to chips one by one. Every time he bet, He secretly prayed to turn defeat into victory!When he stopped later, he didn't expect that he could export so much money. He thought it was a matter of hundreds of thousands at most.At this time, Bi Qingming untied a link on the trap, and half-truthfully told Feng Zhong that such a big hole, without making some mistakes, seemed impossible to plug it.

Feng Zhong understood the special meaning contained in Bi Qingming's words, but when things got to this point, he had no choice but to use silence to make Bi Qingming understand that his acquiescence was the beginning of their future cooperation. As soon as his stance of being a human being was lost, and his principled defense line collapsed, Feng Zhong's mentality immediately indulged. In the last few days in Hong Kong, he and his feasting and feasting fell in all directions. Money changed his outlook on life! Women taught him to have fun! Gambling made him no longer remember the past!

The night before he came back that time, Bi Qingming, who couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, said in an eloquent voice with the dizziness given by Remy Martin, Director Feng, you are a late bloomer! Soon after returning, Feng Zhong led his younger sister and brother-in-law Shucong to the smuggling road, and several parallel imports came down, and the profits left him, his younger sister and brother-in-law stunned!The greedy desire to make money has swelled since then, and it is out of control. Feng Zhong turned on the bedside lamp, calmed down and said, what else did he say? The bush told me to report to my brother, and told me to close the company immediately and find a place to hide first.

Feng Zhong said, don't panic.Early tomorrow morning, you close the door and leave Beijing. Feng Yingdao, then I'll go to Chengdu, that's what Shu Cong said, bro, he's going to Chengdu tomorrow too. Just stop here and get in touch anytime.Feng Zhongdao, I will give you a new phone number, and you will call this number from tomorrow.Feng Zhong said the number twice, and then asked, remember? Remember, bro.Feng Ying said, brother, in case something serious happens, you too... Stop talking, Feng Zhong interrupted her, I have my own rules for my affairs here, you don't have to worry about it, just walk the path under your feet, and that's all.

That's it first bro.Hey, brother, do you need money now? What are you talking about?Alright——Feng Zhong has a sullen expression on his face. Feng Ying didn't dare to say anything, so she disconnected the phone. Feng Zhong still held the receiver in his hand and stood there motionless.He thought, Bi Qingming, that bastard, actually slipped away without even saying hello.Feng Zhong panted heavily, waved his hand violently, and put down the microphone. The sound of the smash filled the silent room with a bang, and the broken sound bouncing off the wall buzzed around him. After washing, Feng Zhong changed into sportswear as usual, and moved the rattan chair and small rattan table under the grape trellis twice.I went to make another pot of Longjing tea, brought a box of soft Chinese tea, and a mobile phone.

Feng Zhong sat in the rattan chair, used a habitual action for many years, lit the cigarette held in his finger, took a shallow puff, and the cigarette butt lit up, red and full of life.At this time, if you look at Feng Zhong through the crack of the courtyard door, your heart will definitely pound a few times, because you will definitely not see Feng Zhong under the grapes as a person, he is more like a ghost story. Ghost! At this time, the sky is as dark as ink, and the breath of grape vine leaves permeates in the gentle breeze. In the distance, there was the sound of the rumbling of the train, followed by the sound of steel rubbing against each other.From time to time, the sound of snoring and the cry of a baby can be heard from the nearby buildings.

At this time, there was a sound of dragging and scrambling in front of Feng Zhong's courtyard, like those family members of energy workers who went to the gate of the community to make a living early, or they might be waiting or laid off in a unit of the Energy Bureau. Facing the unpredictable real life and the pressure of survival with nowhere to hide, the old masters are quietly peeling off the rusty and carefree expression on the face of the energy man; such a superior The face mask blended with vanity puts the real needs of survival in the real environment.The little people who support their families can only get up early and stay late in this way, so that they can connect today's and tomorrow's life, allow their children to pursue their college dreams all the way, and take good care of their parents.

These days, there is no money in your pocket, and you don't speak harshly, and you don't talk about being dignified before others, and your filial piety is hard to come by! After drinking two pots of tea and smoking half a pack of cigarettes, this time was exhausted. Outside Feng Zhong's courtyard, there were deep and shallow footsteps, men and women coughing, humming and haha ​​conversations, and the rolling sounds of various tires. There were also sounds from some unknown objects, which increased significantly. Feng Zhong tilted his head, his eyes scattered into multiple strands, passed between the lush grape leaves, and blended with the morning sun that had just poked his head in the distant sky, and his throat rolled a few times suddenly, like the eyes of his throat , suddenly stuck something.

At this time, if you borrow a sliver of bright color and look into the courtyard through the crack of the door, you will no longer see Feng Zhong as a ghost, because his current frozen posture has a bit of clay sculpture. smell. Feng Zhong thought, Fan Jiuming should open his eyes now, so he picked up the phone, but it stopped after only three presses.He grinned, then nodded, his gaze spread across the display screen of his mobile phone, his fingers worked hard on those Arabic numerals, and he finally wrote a short message, which he carefully sent out. dude call me back In the past, he seldom sent text messages, because for him, there was no need to pretend to be deaf and dumb while holding a mobile phone. Feng Zhongjing held his breath, savoring the mood of waiting for a call from a fellow traveler. But not long after, Fan Jiuming called. Feng Zhong picked up his phone and returned to the house. What's the matter, brother, are you still playing with text messages?Fan Jiuming smiled and said, oh, then you must have just returned from the United States or England, and the jet lag has not reversed yet, right? I just received information from Beijing that Dongneng might be in trouble.Feng Zhong's tone was low, and according to reliable sources, Bi Qingming and Guo Tian, ​​who are now in Guangzhou, intend to flee. It took a long time for Fan Jiuming to speak. Did the information come from the official way?Or is it flowing in the canal? It's not important, Secretary Fan.Feng Zhong laughed at himself. Fan Jiuming said, I said I couldn't find Guo Tian, ​​this bastard these days!Brother, I want to hear what you mean... Everyone betrayed relatives, I am now a widow, what else can I do?Let's take one step at a time, I hope the tide will not splash on us.Feng Zhong said, Jiang Xiaoyang is still on the river, right? ……exist.Fan Jiuming said. The days with comrades-in-arms are happy days, I say Brother Fan!Feng Zhong said sourly. Hmm... I said Feng Zhong, you are not using me for April Fool's Day, are you? Your comrade of the opposite sex really didn't tell you anything?Feng Zhong asked. Fan Jiuming said, fuck, I have confused you this early in the morning. Alright, drink milk, eat bread, wear glasses and carry a purse, get ready to go to work, and contact me if you need anything.Feng Zhong's words made it easy to listen to. Over there, Fan Jiuming was waiting for Feng Zhongxian to hang up the phone.