Chapter 2 Chapter two

It's late autumn. The sky is getting colder, and the autumn wind blows the falling yellow leaves all over the ground, and rolls up waves of dust, casting a layer of desolation on the earth.Xia Yingjie came to Shanghai for the fifth time in his own name with a mood that was more bleak than the autumn scenery. This day is November 15, 1992.Tomorrow is the day Song Yikun will be released from prison. In the past four months, Xia Yingjie went to Shanghai secretly four times. She successfully concealed her intentions and whereabouts from her family and work unit.For this reason, she also put in a lot of hard work. She had to run non-stop during the journey, trying to return in the shortest possible time and using the least activity funds.She couldn't let the backyard catch fire prematurely, and she had to manage her limited savings wisely.

However, after visiting Song Yikun four times, the development of the situation is not optimistic.Every time they meet, they seem mechanical and blunt, and they just say a few words in a polite manner.What's more, Song Yikun never even asked her name, he didn't want to know anything about her.This is not a good sign, or that all her efforts are in vain. Is Song Yikun's silence out of inferiority complex?Out of arrogance?Or out of guard?Neither seemed to be true. Could it be that he was not human? Xia Yingjie couldn't find the answer. She began to wonder if she was being very stupid, absurd, and sometimes she felt like a poor clown.However, she is not a woman who is easily shaken. Although she has never been able to express exactly what she loves him for, there is definitely something in this man that she longs for, and that is a feeling that can only be felt but cannot be expressed in words.

Before coming to Shanghai, she had fully estimated various possible situations, and she was confident that she had the means and the ability to control the situation.Although she was in a bad mood, she warned herself: calm, calm, and see the outcome at the last moment.Winner wins life, this is the most critical battle in a smart woman's life. Xia Yingjie spent a night of insomnia in the hotel. She went through the issues that should be considered in her mind again, and finally her thoughts fell on Deng Wenying.She knew that this woman would definitely come, and it would be a very embarrassing scene, even containing the smell of gunpowder.

Hiding is not enough, one should be calm and calm, and turn passivity into opportunities and capital. She got up at dawn, and at eight o'clock, she checked out of her room and walked to the detention center. At the gate, three cars were parked one by one along the side of the road, a white luxury "Crown", a black "Audi", and a red "Santana". There were seven or eight men standing on the side of the road.It was the first time Xia Yingjie saw such a sight at the gate of the detention center. She was standing alone on the other side of the road.At this time, a man in his thirties, wearing a suit and glasses, walked towards her across the road.He looked at Xia Yingjie and asked politely, "Excuse me, is this Miss Xia Yingjie?"

Xia Yingjie looked at the other party vigilantly: "How do you know my name?" The man handed over a business card: "I am a friend of Brother Kun. I heard that you visit Brother Kun every month, but unfortunately, we have never met once." The name card is printed: Zhao Hong, manager of Shanghai Mei Kelin Restaurant. Xia Yingjie asked: "Are those people here to pick up Song Yikun?" "Song Yikun?" Zhao Hong was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Xia Yingjie and said with a smile, "You have a serious tone. There are really not many people around Brother Kun who call him by his name."

Xia Yingjie's heart shook slightly, this was the first time she felt Song Yikun's majesty.At the same time, she also realized that Song Yikun's friends were not just Fang Ziyun's type."Sorry, I really don't know," she said apologetically. "It's nothing, maybe you should be an exception." Zhao Hong said, "Miss Xia, it's not convenient for you to be here, please wait in the car." Xia Yingjie heard his subtext, and was worried that there would be conflicts after Deng Wenying came.So he said, "Thank you. I'm fine standing here."

It was inconvenient for Zhao Hong to say anything more. Song Yikun finally appeared in front of the detention center.After a whole year of working behind bars, he walked out calmly, walked through the big iron gate, and stepped into the world of freedom.He didn't look like he was welcoming freedom, but more like he had just completed a mission.It was a bit chilly in the late autumn morning, and he was wearing a blue Chinese tunic jacket with a cotton vest, which looked nondescript and funny. The crowd gathered around at once, asking questions, and being very affectionate.But Song Yikun didn't respond, he just said "um" twice, which made people feel unreasonable.It seems that those people are used to it and don't care.

Song Yikun turned around and took a serious look at the high wall and iron gate of the detention center, a cold light that was not easy to be noticed flashed across his eyes. At this moment, a black "Crown" car drove over and stopped beside Song Yikun.Xia Yingjie had seen this "Crown" before, and also experienced the arrogance of its owner.Although she was mentally prepared, she was still a little nervous and felt her heartbeat suddenly quicken. Deng Wenying, who was dressed luxuriously, got out of the car. She quickly looked around the crowd and stopped her gaze on Xia Yingjie's face.She was startled, and her eyes were full of hostility and irritation.

She was aware of what might be happening, but couldn't be sure yet.She walked up to Song Yikun and said softly, "Yikun, I'll pick you up. Let's go home." "Digression." Song Yikun reminded. Deng Wenying was completely desperate, she nodded with a wry smile: "I was mentally prepared for this ending. If I were a man, I would probably have the same attitude, so I don't blame you. I hurt you, but you didn't give me a chance to make amends. You don't have to hate me anymore. You can always come to me for the remaining legal procedures, as long as it's fair, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Thank you." Song Yikun said politely. Deng Wenying walked up to Xia Yingjie with a sullen face, and asked in a sarcastic tone: "Miss Xia, this time you are coming to Shanghai again, right?" When the matter came to an end, Xia Yingjie calmed down instead, and said, "It's a fact that you came along the way, and it's also a fact that you made a special trip." Deng Wenying said coldly: "One is one, and the other is two. It is not your responsibility and I will not force it on you. I admit that you have good eyesight, but Yikun and I still have a marriage contract after all, should you A little guilty?"

"Yes." Xia Yingjie admitted. "Well, I'll give you a chance to balance your mind." Deng Wenying said, slapped Xia Yingjie hard on the face with a wave of his hand: "Let me tell you, I know Yikun's situation well. It belongs to My things are mine, not divorced, but also mine after divorce, this is the power given to me by the law." After speaking, Deng Wenying got into the car, and the car made a bend and drove away. The loud slap just now focused everyone's attention on Geng Yingjie.No matter how well-prepared Geng Yingjie was, she was a girl after all. When the slap fell on her face, she couldn't help but shed tears. The tears flowed down humiliatingly. She felt like She was stripped of her clothes and eyes, and she was ashamed to stand in front of the public. This conflict was completely avoidable, but it happened. This event is like a manifesto, making the originally ambiguous situation an established fact and presenting it to everyone.Song Yikun secretly groaned in his heart, the more overwhelmed he was, the more Xia Yingjie would increase his burden. "Get in the car." He said to everyone. Xia Yingjie sat in the white "Crown" car, Song Yikun and Zhao Hong sat in the back row.The driver, Xiao Ma, is a handsome young man. Zhao Hong lit a cigarette for Song Yikun and said, "Brother Kun, the guest room is reserved in the Shanghai Building, where it is quieter and has a better view. I will deliver the computer, stereo and money you want to take away on the day you leave, so it's safer The phone number in your room has been reported to Ah Hai and Sun Gang, and they agreed to call you at 3:00 pm. In the evening, Chairman Zhou will treat you to dinner alone at the Peace Hotel. At noon, I have arranged two tables there, so it is a welcome for Brother Kun. .According to what you mean, let's go see Liu Jinlong now." "Have you brought any money?" Song Yikun asked. "Five thousand yuan, a penny is a lot." Zhao Hong patted the file bag, paused for a while and said, "Brother Kun, do you want to choose clothes first, and then go to see Liu Jinlong?" "No. I'm here to see my friends, not to show my prestige." Zhao Hong said: "Golden Dragon only cheated in the company, and later betrayed you. Not to mention the one-year prison sentence, he threw in 400,000 yuan, and the company collapsed. I can't do this kind of villain to visit him." "They all eat whole grains, who can have no problems?" Song Yikun said, "It's too much to cripple the golden dragon's legs for this." "That is also retribution." There was no sympathy in Zhao Hong's tone. Song Yikun stopped arguing with him, and instead asked, "Who informed Zhou Liguang?" "No one notified. Chairman Zhou himself wanted to come. His current status is inconvenient to go to the detention center, so he asked the secretary to do it for him. He was afraid that you would be unhappy." "Formalism." Song Yikun said, "He shouldn't have come to Shanghai at all." "Farmer entrepreneurs value loyalty." Zhao Hong said, "If you hadn't given him that opportunity back then, maybe he wouldn't be able to climb so high now." "Who told you that?" "He said it himself, and said it more than once." Zhao Hong explained. The car turned into a less noisy street. On one side of the road was a vegetable market, which was clearly a residential area. The driver pointed to the front right and said, "Brother, we're here." The car slid forward for more than ten meters and stopped, and everyone got out of the car one after another.For a while, I only heard the sound of "bang bang bang" closing the car door. Zhao Hong led Song Yikun to the front, Xia Yingjie followed, and the others followed closely behind.After walking a few steps, Zhao Hong pointed forward and said, "Look, it's right there." Looking in the direction of Zhao Hong's finger, there is a small stall with a wooden sign of "Refined Lighter" hanging on the steps beside the road, and an iron rod is erected on an old rectangular table, which is strung with wire There are many waste shells of lighters, various inflatable cartridges are placed in front of the table, and a pair of dirty and black wooden crutches are leaning on one end of the table.The stall owner was a man in his thirties, messy hair, lean, with a face wrinkled and streaked with misery, wearing a cheap suit that was just as wrinkled as his face, disfigured. Since he had no business, he sat on a chair and looked down at a book, completely ignoring someone walking towards him. Zhao Hong greeted from a distance: "Golden Dragon!" Liu Jinlong raised his head to look at these people, was stunned for a while, then lowered his head to read the book, as to whether he could read it or not, only he himself knew. "Golden Dragon." Song Yikun walked over quickly, and stretched out his hand from a long distance, but without getting a response from the other party, he withdrew it awkwardly. Although Song Yikun's clothes are shabby, he still can't balance his condescending position.Those people standing behind him had cold faces, and their eyes were full of hostility and contempt.Under the gaze of everyone, Liu Jinlong looked even more lonely and destitute. Liu Jinlong put down his book, took out a pack of cheap cigarettes and lit one himself, his hands trembling slightly.He spat smoke into Wei Yikun's face fiercely, and said with a sneer, "I figured you should come out today, I wanted to hide for a few days, but you and I are friends, not giving you a chance to vent your anger seems like I am a golden dragon. Now that you see my virtue, should you be satisfied?" "Bullshit!" Song Yikun said. Zhao Hong interjected: "Jinlong, Brother Kun came to see you after he was released without even changing his clothes. You have to say something..." Song Yikun stopped him with gestures and motioned him to take out the money.Song Yikun put a thick stack of RMB on the table, and said sincerely: "I don't have much money, I need to make up for it temporarily. I just came out, and when the situation improves, I will take care of you." Liu Jinlong tried to raise his hand and push the money away to maintain his dignity, but that thin hand seemed to be extremely heavy, and he lifted it up with great difficulty, but instead of pushing it, he pressed on the money.Compared with survival, dignity is too pitiful.I don't know whether it was due to humiliation or gratitude, he shed tears: "Brother Kun, I did do the kickback thing, and I admit it. But I really didn't do the report, and I won't admit it until I die. My two legs were broken, what an injustice! Now my wife divorced and took my son away, leaving me and my mother, this family is over." Song Yikun's heart was very heavy, he wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he couldn't say anything, he patted Jin Long's shoulder helplessly, turned and left. Everyone embraced Song Yikun and got into the car, and there was another "bang bang bang" sound of closing the car door. The scene reminded people of some kind of underworld scene in movies and TV shows. Sitting in the car, Xia Yingjie felt a chill in her heart. She felt that Song Yikun's city mansion was too deep and complicated.She thought, if Fang Ziyun knew that his report letter was the result of today, how would he feel? The car was almost at the destination, and Song Yikun said to Zhao Hong, "I'll tell you four things, you should remember them." Zhao Hong hurriedly took out his notebook and pen. Song Yikun said: "First, the noon dinner is cancelled, and the people in the two cars behind will go back separately. I am a poor boy in a mountain village, and I don't need to wash the dust. Second, you send the computer and disk to the guest room immediately, and I want to use them. From now until ten Before 8:00 p.m. on the 7th, I don’t want anyone to disturb you. At 8:30, you send the money and the stereo. 3. You arrange a driver to accompany Xiao Ma to drive the car to Jiangzhou. On the 17th, it’s 9:00 p.m. Let's go. Xiao Ma can't walk alone at night, and his driving skills are not good enough. Your driver will take the train back to Shanghai after arriving in Jiangzhou. You must get the ticket in your hand on the night of the seventh." "I made a note of it." Zhao Hong closed his notebook, and said again, "Lunch has been set, and the people present are all colleagues and acquaintances from the company in the past. If you don't attend, I'm afraid it's inappropriate?" "You go and explain." Song Yikun's tone was unquestionable.He does have important things that need time.And all of this was directly related to Xia Yingjie, he couldn't let Xia Yingjie stay outside for a long time. When the car drove up to the gate of the Shanghai Building, Zhao Hong got out of the car and said something to the people behind, who then got into the car again.Song Yikun got out of the car and waved his hand apologetically to them, watching Zhao Hong and the others leave. The Shanghai Building gives people a sense of nobility and style at a glance.The surrounding area is clean and the scenery is beautiful. The Waibaidu Bridge can be seen as far as the eye can see. The traffic on the bridge is like water, and the blue waves under the bridge are sparkling. Xia Yingjie's room was more than ten meters away from Song Yikun's, and the specifications were different. She lived in a luxury suite, while Song Yikun lived in a standard room.Song Yikun looked around Xia Yingjie's room, then his eyes fell on Xia Yingjie's face, and said, "Miss, what should I call you in the future? It's obviously inappropriate to call Xia Yingjie directly, it's too polite to call you Miss." "So you know my name." Xia Yingjie said mockingly. "The police told me." Song Yikun confessed. Xia Yingjie thought for a while and said, "Just call me Ajie, it will save trouble." "That's good." Song Yikun took out the money and handed it to her and said, "Ajie, when the computer arrives, I need to type some documents, so you and Xiao Ma can buy me clothes. I am 1.75 meters tall, and I am fat and thin like this. " Xia Yingjie nodded and asked, "What grade do you want?" "It's fine as long as you can get by. What does the poor boy pay attention to?" After Song Yikun confessed, he went to his room, closed the door, took off his cotton vest, took out a notebook from his tunic pocket, and sat on the sofa to review it again. The notebook is densely packed with more than 40,000 words, which he wrote in the past two months.He wants to rearrange the text and input it into the computer. "Sister Xia, are you satisfied?" Xiao Ma asked Xia Yingjie after Song Yikun left the room. Xia Yingjie shook his head and said, "It's too extravagant. It's like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. She's not at ease or at ease." Living in a luxury hotel and taking a high-end car, this kind of treatment for nothing caused Xia Yingjie a huge mental shock. pressure.Something that is easily available just by sex alone must contain a certain musty smell that keeps her from balancing her personality. "What's the difference between this and a frivolous woman?" She asked herself with inferiority.She hopes to leave Shanghai early and turn over this embarrassing page as soon as possible.For now, she can only accept all this passively and bear the contemptuous eyes of others. Xiao Ma said: "Brother is waiting to change clothes, let's go." "Where to buy it?" she asked. "Of course it's the wholesale market. The same thing is twice as expensive in a big shopping mall." "That's what I mean too." Xia Yingjie said to Xiao Ma, "Go down and wait for a while, I'll be right there." The pony left. Xia Yingjie went to Song Yikun's room and rang the doorbell. After entering, she noticed that he was holding a notebook in his hand. The two stood facing each other, and he asked, "Is there something wrong?" "Now that you're free, I wonder what you'll do with me?" she asked. Song Yikun said calmly but decisively: "We will not discuss this issue now." Xia Yingjie had no choice but to take the money out of the bag, split some out of it, and then returned it to him, saying, "It won't take so much money." After speaking, she turned and left. Xiao Ma drove towards a clothing wholesale market in Shanghai. Seeing that Xia Yingjie beside him was silent, he wanted to ease the dull atmosphere. "Sister Xia, I heard you are a reporter?" He asked. Xia Yingjie nodded and asked, "What's your name?" "My name is Ma Zhiguo." "Listen to the accent, are you from Shanghai?" "My parents are in Shanghai, so what's the use?" Xiao Ma said sadly.While driving carefully, he talked about his life experience. At the age of sixteen, Xiao Ma became an orphan due to the divorce of his parents. Neither family wanted him, so he made a living by polishing shoes on the street. Soon after Song Yikun came to Shanghai to set up a company, there was an extra boy every night in the simple car shed in the company's courtyard. One morning, Song Yikun came out of the office to go out by car, and accidentally discovered that the boy did not go to the street to earn money, but was sleeping in the carport without moving.He walked over and yelled twice, but there was no response. He touched it with his hand, and it turned out that the boy had a high fever and was unconscious, so he immediately carried him to the car and sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment.Later, he took the boy with him.In the beginning, the boy did odd jobs in the company. Because he was diligent, sensible, and disciplined, Song Yikun liked him so much that he funded and trained him to be a driver in order to have a good job in life. Xia Yingjie gave Xiao Ma a sympathetic look, and the dark clouds in his heart were relieved a lot.She smiled and said to Xiao Ma: "You are very good at changing the subject." Xiao Ma smiled embarrassedly: "I just want to show that Big Brother is a good person." The simple concept of "good guy" or "bad guy" cannot be used to evaluate Song Yikun, Xiao Ma will not understand this.Looking at the street scene, she asked, "Why did Manager Zhao Hong listen to Brother Kun?" "He used to be eldest brother's secretary." Xiao Ma explained, "A year ago he borrowed 300,000 yuan from elder brother and this car to open a restaurant, and he also sent out that he just bought the red Santana. Originally, elder brother I should take the shares, but my eldest brother didn’t want it, maybe some interest will be calculated when repaying the debt.” "So, you drove Manager Zhao for a year?" "Today is officially over." Xiao Ma said lightly, "Do you want to listen to some music?" "Of course." Xia Yingjie said with a smile. Music was playing in the car. Xia Yingjie immediately recognized that it was an American piece of music called "Mississippi River".The strong and powerful rhythm, accompanied by a deep and thick male voice, makes people feel as if the underground magma is surging, and it may explode and erupt at any time.This piece of music is so contagious, it seems that every note is hitting people's souls, giving people a sense of depth, sadness and a sense of mission to conquer the world. She saw a corner of Song Yikun's inner world from this piece, and then asked, "Apart from this piece, what other pieces does Brother Kun like?" "There's one more." Pony asked strangely, "How do you know this is the music that big brother likes? I've kept this tape for a year, and I just took it out today." Xia Yingjie didn't answer, and couldn't answer. Explaining this question requires specific conditions, corresponding culture and realm.She silently said to herself: It sounds good, but how many people can really understand it? The wholesale market is crowded.Under Xiao Ma's guidance, Xia Yingjie walked around for more than an hour, and spent more than 3,000 yuan to buy a complete set of clothes for Song Yikun from inside to outside, including ties, leather shoes, and socks.After spending all the money she brought, she took out her own money and bought him a windbreaker.It's getting cold, and a woolen sweater is not enough to keep out the cold. Back in the building, as soon as he approached Song Yikun's door, he heard the sound of typing on the computer inside. It was obvious that Zhao Hong had already come.Xia Yingjie stopped, asked Xiao Ma to deliver the clothes, and went back to the room by himself. A few minutes later, Song Yikun called: "Ajie, I asked Xiao Ma to pick up Chairman Zhou at the Peace Hotel. We will have a small gathering at noon, which will save us the marathon dinner in the evening. It is not rude and saves time. Hurry up." It's time to rest for a while, and we'll go to the restaurant in an hour." Xia Yingjie thought for a while and said, "It's not suitable for me to go, so I'll let you go." "Unavoidably, there is always food to eat." He seemed to be ordering. "Okay." Xia Yingjie agreed. Lunch was truly a small gathering. There were only three of them sitting at a small round table, and the meals were very simple.From the conversation, Xia Yingjie learned: Zhou Liguang was originally a contractor of the migrant labor team, and the two were from the same hometown, but they met because of a dispute over economic fraud. Zhou Liguang's fraudulent behavior has attracted the attention of relevant social departments, and has saved more than 100,000 yuan in losses for Zhou Liguang's migrant labor team.After Zhou Liguang formed the construction engineering team, the first project he undertook was introduced by Song Yikun, who was the secretary of the director at that time.Zhou Liguang's success made him highly regarded as a rich and capable person in a poor county. With the support of the county government, he joined several other construction teams to form a joint stock company with its headquarters in Shenzhen. On the evening of November 18th, Song Yikun was about to leave Shanghai by train, and Zhou Liguang and Zhao Hong came to see him off.Xia Yingjie watched them talking on the platform from the window, but his mind was full of his own affairs.Thinking that after the train started, she and Song Yikun would be alone for twenty hours, and said to herself: The time for the final showdown has arrived. Song Yikun at this time is completely different from when he was just released from prison. He is wearing a well-fitting dark blue suit with a white shirt, a tie with a dark pattern and a sweater with dark patterns. This kind of unique indifference and nobility, coupled with that high-end windbreaker draped over the shoulders, made him look even more talented.It's just that the white face is still lacking in expression, which is not satisfactory. Zhou Liguang is tall, strong and looks like a boss.He smiled and asked, "Brother, is there really no room for consideration?" "You've seen it all," Song Yikun said, "I'm currently in trouble at home and abroad, and I need time to rest and recuperate. It's said that you must first settle down when you are in trouble with the outside world. When I can't survive one day, I will go to you to beg for food." Zhao Hong smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, the only thing you can give Brother Kun now is the chairmanship, and Brother Kun won't go." Xia Yingjie couldn't help but smile when he heard that. "It's serious, it's serious." Song Yikun said it twice. Xiao Ma and another driver had left Shanghai first, and all the heavy luggage was taken away with the car, except for the suitcase in Xia Yingjie's hand, which contained more than 300,000 yuan in cash and several computer disks.This means: Song Yikun's center of gravity has shifted from Shanghai. Not long after the train left, most of the passengers were asleep, and there were few people walking around in the soft sleeper compartments. The aisle was quiet, only the rhythmic sound of the wheels hitting the rails.Outside the window, the lights in the distance can be vaguely seen flowing like stars. It was Xia Yingjie's first time riding in a soft sleeper. He could neither see the crowding in the hard-seat car nor the mess in the hard-seat car. It was quiet and comfortable here. Song Yikun was on the upper bunk. He locked the dual-password automatic alarm suitcase on the iron railing of the bed, lay down and rested for a while.To be precise, he had already made a decision about Xia Yingjie in his heart, but how to express it was a difficult problem.He is trying to coordinate his thoughts and choose the best way. Xia Yingjie was on the lower bunk. Although she was very tired, she had no sleepiness. She was waiting for Song Yikun's final verdict.It should be said that she has already deduced a lot. She can analyze Song Yikun's general attitude, but she needs to know the details and each specific problem before she can come up with a corresponding strategy. Man, she is going to make a deal. Seeing that the other two passengers in the same box had already fallen asleep, she got up and reached out to touch Song Yikun, and said softly, "Let's talk." It was late at night and the aisles were empty.Song Yikun gently closed the door of the box, sat down opposite Xia Yingjie in the aisle, and put the cigarettes on the small table. "Jiangzhou no longer has your home, where are you going next?" Xia Yingjie asked. Song Yikun replied: "Go to Yunan Oilfield first, firstly, to send you home, secondly, to give Fang Ziyun a chance to do business, and ask him to cooperate with experts to research a patented product. Then I will go back to my hometown in Shandong and stay with my sister for a while. " Xia Yingjie couldn't stop feeling sore in her heart. The tears welling up made her eyes mist, and she remained silent. Song Yikun saw it, and said seriously: "I have been thinking about this conversation for a long time, and I will only discuss one central issue tonight, which is you and me. In order to fully explain the problem, we must start from the beginning, otherwise the central issue will be I don't understand. So, please be patient. What we lack is not time, but your understanding of me." Xia Yingjie nodded. "Please tell me about your family first," he said. Xia Yingjie briefly introduced: "There are four members of my family. My father is the director of the Institute of Geology, my mother is the chief surgeon of the Oilfield Workers Hospital, and my brother is the translator of the Foreign Affairs Office of the Oilfield. I graduated from Peking University and worked in the "Yunan Daily" Be a reporter." "Scholarly family." Song Yikun came to the conclusion and said, "It is enough to know you a few words, because you are inexperienced and transparent. But it takes a little time to understand me. Apart from introducing my life experience to you, Fang Ziyun , did you mention a report letter?" "No." Geng Yingjie said with certainty that she would not forget her promise. "Okay, let's start with this letter." Song Yikun took out a letter from his suit and handed it to her, "Read this letter first." Xia Yingjie opened the letter and read it under the dim light—— Brother Kun: Visas and air tickets are all done, time is running out and there is no time to say goodbye to you, so I ask Zhao Hong to forward this letter, please forgive me. Please rest assured Brother Kun in Vienna, Ye Hongjun has made all the arrangements for us.Of course, it depends on your brother Kun's face, we know it well. According to Brother Kun, your "Crown" car and 300,000 yuan worth a total of 500,000 yuan have been handed over to Zhao Hong for use, not counting as shares, and only calculating interest based on a one-year time deposit in the bank. We will sign the contract for you Yes, one copy will be kept by Xiao Ma. You are alone in the company's lawsuit, we have nothing to say, we just want to make up for it as a friendship.According to the investigation, the whistleblower was Liu Jinlong. We spent a few pennies to have his legs disabled, so we should give Brother Kun an explanation. The future is long, and I hope Brother Kun will take care of his health. Wang Hai Sun Gang February 25, 1992 Xia Yingjie returned the letter to Song Yikun and asked, "What do you want to tell me?" "First, as Liu Jinlong himself said, he was wronged. It's just that he couldn't argue. He was just a victim of a conspiracy. The report letter was actually done by me. I ruined this person and ruined Lost that home. Second, Wang Hai and Sun Gang have been working with me for two years, but I still cheated them. The loss of 400,000 yuan due to reporting tax evasion is cheating them, and luring them to go abroad for development is also cheating them, so that one day Let them bow their heads and ears and use it for me. Third, I lent money to Zhao Hong not out of righteousness, but to prevent the money from falling into Deng Wenying's hands. Zhao Hong didn't know that he was just a tool in the hands of others That's all. I want to tell you: I am neither noble nor frank, I and them are just a combination of interests, or in other words, a group composed of liars and fools." Xia Yingjie noticed that Song Yikun didn't mention Fang Ziyun when talking about the report letter.However, she would like to thank Fang Ziyun for the reminder that she was able to maintain her superficial composure at this time."Why are you reporting yourself?" she asked. Song Yikun took out a cigarette and put it on his mouth. Seeing that there was no place to flick the ash, he had to put it back into the cigarette case.He didn't answer the question directly, but asked: "Lin Feng, Director of the Credit Department of Jiangzhou Bank of China, do you have any impression?" Xia Yingjie's heart was shocked, and he blurted out: "This person was executed half a year ago, and he is under the law. Why, do you have something to do with this person?" According to reports, Lin Feng used various means to embezzle 5.7 million yuan of public funds during his tenure, and smuggled into Macau after the incident.After more than three months of pursuit by the police with the assistance of Interpol, he was arrested in Macau and sentenced to death by the Jiangzhou Intermediate People's Court. He was executed by shooting in Jiangzhou City on May 13, 1992. .Four other people were also sentenced in the same case, and were sentenced to terms ranging from twelve to five years for the crimes of smuggling, concealment, and concealment.This is a major case that has caused a sensation in the whole province, and it has also affected the whole country.For a while, provincial radio stations, television stations and various newspapers reported the case one after another, which is well known to everyone. Is Song Yikun related to the case?Xia Yingjie didn't dare to think about it anymore. "He and I are not far or close friends." Song Yikun said thoughtfully, "I interviewed him when he was a provincial model worker, and we had some contacts. We met on the scene, and the relationship was further improved. After I resigned, he introduced me to Wang Hai and Sun Gang. They are Lin Feng’s fellow villagers in Shanghai. They have opened a restaurant in Jiangzhou for eleven years. At that time, Lin Feng helped me with a loan of 500,000 The term is one year, and Wang Hai and Sun Gang each contribute two million yuan. We will come to Shanghai to set up the company together. The agreement stipulates that I will account for 20% of the shares, mainly focus on IQ investment, and serve as the general manager. Two years The company made a profit of more than three million yuan, and now that car and this box of money are my harvest. From this point, I would not be where I am today without Lin Feng." Song Yikun paused for a moment, then continued: "Lin Feng's motivation for helping me can be explained in threes and sevens. Three points are out of friendship, and seven points are in Italy. In Ye Hongjun, he is making an emotional investment for the future. Ye Red Army is my friend in college, and he has a close relationship. He entered Austria as an international student and later moved to Italy. This person is flexible in mind, good at communication, and very mobile.” Xia Yingjie seemed to have realized something, and asked, "Did Lin Feng look for you after the incident?" "If that's the case, can I still sit here?" Song Yikun asked back.He shook his head and said, "He was still in the dark when I got the news. Half a month before Lin Feng's accident, someone from the Jiangzhou Procuratorate came to investigate the loan to me. The prosecutor came to the company to conceal his real identity. Ask me to keep it strictly confidential, otherwise I will be legally responsible. I realized that something happened to Lin Feng, and a person like Lin Feng would never get his hands dirty for a few small money. So I concluded: as long as he is not arrested, he will definitely Come to me. It was calm on the surface at the time, but the situation has become clear, Lin Feng can't hide from the procuratorate, and I can't hide from Lin Feng either." "I can understand you." Xia Yingjie said, "Helping Lin Feng can't actually save him, and both you and Ye Hongjun have to get involved. If you don't help him, you will have the reputation of being greedy for life, afraid of death, and ungrateful. Such a person could be a loss." "The people on the scene live their days with only one face, and if they lose their prestige and trust, they will be unable to move an inch." Song Yikun was silent for a moment after speaking, looked her in the eyes and suddenly asked, "If it were you, what would you do?" Xia Yingjie was not at all prepared for such a sudden question with multiple meanings. She was taken aback for a moment, and instead of saying that she would help or not, she said, "I don't know. Maybe I will report it, maybe I will keep silent. If I can understand If you solve such a difficult problem, you don’t need to make up your mind.” "It's a headache for anyone to solve it." Song Yikun continued, "I weighed it all night and thought that only the prison can solve the problem between me and him, and if I pay the price of going to jail, I must proceed from the overall situation and focus on long-term interests. I took all factors into consideration. So, I reluctantly made a plan, and fired the material officer Liu Jinlong as soon as I went to work the next day, laying the groundwork for the next move. If Lin Feng was directly arrested, it would be a false alarm ;If Lin Feng absconds, he must have a temporary hiding process, and I will use this time difference to send myself to the cell first, even if he escapes by chance, I will have an extra friend to invest in." "It's hard to grasp the time difference. If you deviate slightly, you will be self-defeating and hurt yourself. You were in Shanghai at the time, how could you get the exact news of Lin Feng's absconding or arrest in time?" Xia Yingjie asked. "I've worked in the newspaper for three years, and I always have acquaintances. Can the provincial newspaper lag behind such heavy news as Lin Feng?" Song Yikun replied in the form of a rhetorical question.Then he said: "When Lin Feng sent someone to contact me, I had already lost my freedom. Because Liu Jinlong was dismissed before Lin Feng's case happened, and I was arrested before Lin Feng sent someone to Shanghai, so no one doubted the relationship between these two things."间有内在联系，人们只知道刘金龙因拿回扣被炒鱿鱼了，然后怀恨在心而举报了我。至于王海和孙刚出于感动而分担了四十万元的全部损失，这也是在意料之中。况且，那时他们正有求于叶红军，就更需要表现一下。” 夏英杰记得，刘金龙确实承认自己拿过回扣。她想：可怜的刘金龙到死都不会明白，他有没有拿回扣其实并不重要，重要的是他符合整体计划的需要，他符合充当牺牲品的条件。也许，他根本就不知道公司漏税的事。宋一坤什么都不说，只是启发、引导别人的思想，让别人用自己的头脑去推断出错误的结论。 她想了一会儿，说：“有一点我还是不明白，王海和孙刚出国发展正是很多人求之不得的，维也纳又是一座人人向往的世界名城，可你为什么反而说是坑了他们呢？” “作为计划的一部分，我在举报自己之前给叶红军打电话讲了三件事。一、以访友的名义来上海，实际为了与王海和孙刚见面。二、王、孙二人早有出国之意，见面后必然会流露出此意，要答应他们。三、要尽全力在较短时间内把他们办出去。当时的情况，一方是有目的而来，一方是急于找出路，所以一拍即合。王海和孙刚回了出国梦，而叶红军也因此得到了一万美元的辛苦费，双方都满意。” 面对夏英杰的疑问，宋一坤进一步解释道：“解体公司，那是我决定坐牢的附加原因之一。百分之二十的股份对于我白手起家、自我测试这个阶段来说是合理的，而两年的实践之后，我既有了自信又具备了一点资本，这个价码就不太公道了。但是我不能讲出来，只能潜移默化，顺其自然。今天放他们，是为了明天收编他们。所谓一个好汉三个帮，况且我还不是好汉，我既需要资金，也需要人。” 夏英杰说：“如果他们在维也纳发展很快，会逐渐形成居高临下的优势，恐怕不是你收编他们了，而是他们收编你。” 宋一坤摇摇头，分析道： “维也纳固然好，但那是一个工商发达，投资饱和的高消费社会，是富人的天堂，普通中国移民除了打工很少有发展机会，加上语言不通、资金薄弱和种族歧视等多方面的限制，决不是王海和孙刚这种半文盲可以打天下的。大多数中国人出国并不是要在国外发财，而是为了杀回马枪，以外商身份发中国财。而王海和孙刚是无能为力的。人贵有自知之明的潜台词是，人很少有自知之明，当他们碰破了头，开始怀念两年赚三百万的时候，他们就知道该归队了。” 夏英杰心里像灌了铅一样，又沉又堵透不过气来，她觉得宋一坤正用他的高智商摆弄一只魔方，而他身边的人都在某种磁力的作用下有规律地运动。他用最小的代价渡过了一场危机，进一步树立自己的威信，强化了生存环境。 夏英杰有理由相信：她是惟一目睹宋一坤解剖自己的人。此时的宋一坤已经剥去伪装显现出不可告人的一面，他是赤裸的，然而又是真实的。王英杰为这份不可多得的坦诚所感动，她能够体会出这其中的分量，也就是说，她在宋一坤心里已经占有一席之地了，她不再是无足轻重。 该讲的都讲完了，宋一坤站起来，点上一支烟走到两节车厢的连接处去抽。夏英杰给他倒了一杯白开水随后跟过去。这里的噪音大，车轮有节奏地响个不停。 夏英杰把水递给他，说；“你讲了这么多，也许是想把我吓回去，可我没那么脆弱。其实，你没有自己所描述的那么坏。” “不是那回事。”宋一坤说，“我讲了那么多目的只有一个，让你根据真实情况做出自觉自愿的决定。但是，这并不妨碍打发你回家。我暂时还不能跟邓文英离婚，确切地说是离不起，一旦离婚就必然涉及财产问题。邓文英的心思我知道，她学的是管理专业，又去法国专门进修服装设计，她有能力单干，可一直苦于没有资金。我的情况她了解，我也从没打算瞒她，毕竟夫妻一场。她的条件是：五十万元每人一半，而我的一半还要借给她使用一年。这个条件不满足，她是不会在离婚书上签字的。” “你的打算呢？”夏英杰问。 “我想，还是应该控制住现在的主动权。”宋一坤扔掉烟头，喝了一口开水，又回到原来的位置坐下，说：“我对将来有三种考虑。上策，在时机成熟的时候集结所有可以调动的力量打一个大战役，解决根本问题。中策，依靠现有的资本搞一个产品，慢慢滚雪球。这两种结果都不会亏待邓文英。下策，万一我一败涂地，只好重操旧业，耍笔杆子混饭吃。如果能争取最好的一种结果，你我之间的问题就不难解决了。” “你是说，我来找你就是为了图谋财产？”夏英杰觉得自己被轻蔑了，屈辱的感觉又涌上心头。 “不能那样讲，但也不能不负责任。”宋一坤感触地说，“我的婚姻之所以失败，根本原因就在于邓文英对我期望过高了，期望与现实之间毕竟有距离。我只是一个普通人，直白地说只是一个山村穷小子，我没有三头六臂。如果你因为我而毁掉现有的生存基础，这个代价不是我可以承受的。从零做起，或者从负数做起，我没有把握包打天下。” 夏英杰看着宋一坤，她沉思了许久之后缓慢而压抑地说：“女人嘛，总是相对自私一些。如果你肯为我做出牺牲的话，我希望你放弃手中的一切，满足邓文英的要求。” “用这么大的代价证明你的清白？”宋一坤以反对的口吻问。 “或许你不在乎，可对我却很重要。”夏英杰语气沉重地说，“我想证明我和娼妓之间的区别，不是零售自己，也不是一次性买卖，而是一种正常的、不伤害人格的感情关系。当然这很难说清楚，很多女人甚至一辈子都没有说清楚的机会。可我有这种机会，就看你给不给我。” “形式主义。”宋一坤说，“活命是第一需要。” “你夸大事实了。”夏英杰诚恳地说，“如果你仅仅是活命而不要求贵族生活，我自信能够养活你。我对你、对将来都有信心，我希望你能退居到和我平等的位置上，我们相依为命，从零做起，共同创造将来的生活，你和我两个人的生活。” 宋一坤不为所动地说：“财富的含义很广泛，它包括知识、经验、感情、信任、伦理、爱心等等，而不仅仅是金钱。我理解你的心情，你也不必说服我。我对你是有安排的，对你来说理解的要执行，不理解的也要执行。” “让我干什么？”夏英杰问。 “还记得我手里拿过一个笔记本吗？”宋一坤说，“那是我在看守所里用了两个月专门为你准备的，是一份非常详细的小说大纲。我把本子烧掉了，把内容重新整理全部输人电脑，没人知道这件事。我把电脑留给你使用，一年之后等你写完了我会和你联系的，我估算了一下，大约三十万字可以完成。” “写小说？”夏英杰自语，这个念头她连想也没想过。 “这是你的强项。”宋一坤耐心地解释道，“我告诉你，记者是一辈子为他人做嫁衣的职业，很难出人头地，而一本畅销书可以使你一夜之间红遍全中国。当然，现在文坛已经十分拥挤了，要想脱颖而出非得有点刁钻的招术不可，我自信有把握帮你杀出条血路来。你安心写书，干你自己的事业，无论我的情况怎样恶化都不会影响你的前途。” 费了这么多口舌，绕了这么大圈子，终于把最后那张牌打出来了。然而夏英杰根本不为所动，她坚信：人是第一宝贵的，只有真正抓在自己手里才可以踏实、安心。她在心里说：女人有女人的一套打法，到了玉南就由不得你老兄了。