The Su family villa in the wind and rain still looks very solemn.

The sound of the wind in the middle of the night blowing the grove, blowing the water surface of the artificial lake, blowing on the faces of the patrolling security guards, seemed to add a bit of unusual atmosphere to this rainy night.

Five minutes later, Su Qinghe took out a whiteboard from the deck of cards.
He frowned slightly and said, "This looks really like a coffin."

Immediately, he stretched his brows and said with a smile: "Although it's a bit unlucky, it's finally blurred."

……

Snapped!
The mahjong pieces fell on the table, making a crisp sound.

Pushing open the door, Su Qinghe stood up and took a sip of tea.

Tonight's game played a total of fifteen rounds.

In the first game, the silly Mo Yu won a ground.

The remaining fourteen rounds were all won by Su Qinghe himself.

……

The three people called by Su Qinghe were standing in front of the card table.

Uncle Six and Uncle Thirteen were sweating profusely, holding their mobile phones in their hands, staring at the screen.

To be honest, the task that Su Qinghe assigned just now is not difficult.If it is during the daytime, in the company of the Shen Group, on their own computer, it will take less than 5 minutes, at most 3 minutes, they will retrieve all the information and put it in front of Su Qinghe.

But this isn't a group office, and they don't use computers.It's a mobile phone with a palm-sized screen.The degree of difficulty has increased a lot.

But fortunately, the technology is proficient, and 5 minutes is barely enough.

Zhang Jianqiang, the security captain of the Su family, stood in front of the card table, holding a fruit knife and a pear in his hand.

At his feet, there is a plastic bag.

The bag is full of pears.

Su Qinghe glanced at the watch on the table and said with a smile: "The time is just right."

He put the watch away again, then waved to Zhang Jianqiang who was holding a fruit knife, "I'll cut it myself."

……

The scene became quiet.

During this round of cards, a young man ran up from downstairs, still knelt on one knee, and reported some things that happened in the distant Tianyun City.

"The Liang family was in chaos, and Liang Shucan's body was taken away by his clansmen."

"Our intelligence agents are tracking the murderer Wang Er. According to the intelligence report at the scene, there are about [-] murderers equipped with guns. Their specific murder process has been recorded by infrared cameras."

"Waiting for the next order."

Hearing this, Su Yan issued an order, "Send someone to reinforce and capture Wang Er and his men. Remind the undercover agents of the Wang family that they can do it now."

The man bowed his head and said yes, and withdrew.

During this process, Su Yan seemed to want to show off deliberately, and his proud eyes kept lingering on Su Qinghe's face.

However, the latter turned a blind eye to this look.

In other words, Su Qinghe didn't look squarely at his own younger brother at all.

This is really a very sad thing.

Imagine a demonstration of one person's enthusiasm for another.

And the other person didn't care, so stingy that he didn't even give a contemptuous look.

This is like what some people say, ignoring is the greatest contempt.

……

Sixth Uncle and Thirteenth Uncle happened to finish their work, holding their phones in their hands, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Just now, they also heard the man's report.

Liang Shucan is dead?
They were very shocked in their hearts, but they all wisely kept silent and pretended not to hear.

Xu Xiaolou didn't know what to say, he didn't know much about the affairs among these wealthy families, let alone be good at it.

Just when Su Qinghe took over the fruit knife and the fist-sized pear, Su Chunfeng, who was sitting at the other end of the card table, suddenly said calmly: "Half an hour is up."

Old Master Su's eyes narrowed slightly, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

"Okay, I see." Su Qinghe's tone was neither sad nor happy, it was extremely flat.

Su Yan, who was sitting by the side, suddenly showed a cruel smile.He has the chance to win, and at this moment, all he can think of is the image of his elder brother being locked up in the underground base and never seeing the light of day.

Thinking of my experience in the past ten years, the picture in my mind became more vivid.

It rained for a long time tonight.

The range of rain directly covered several nearby cities.

People can vaguely feel the coolness from autumn in their sleep.

At this time, everyone in the room also felt it.

The housekeeper brought a blanket to Mr. Su, and it covered his lap.

The others were not treated like this.

But it's clear they don't care either.

……

After a moment of silence, Su Qinghe suddenly smiled at Xu Xiaolou and said, "Brother Xiaolou, have you heard of Du Yuesheng?"

Xu Xiaolou froze for a moment, then nodded.

"When Mr. Du was young, he had a unique skill, which was to peel pears. It is said that the speed is extremely fast, and the peeled skins are thin and neat. At that time, in the world, he was given the nickname "Guo Yue Sheng."

Su Qinghe said while peeling the fruit.

Within ten seconds, a crystal clear pear was handed to Xu Xiaolou beside him.

Su Qinghe took out another one from the plastic bag and continued to peel it.

"The person I admire the most in my life is Mr. Du. He used to say that there are three bowls of noodles that are the most unpalatable when you are a human being. Human noodles, scene, and human noodles. As long as you can eat these three bowls of noodles thoroughly, then you want to be a master." ,Not difficult."

"He also said, don't be afraid of being used by others. If someone uses you, it means that you are worth being used."

After peeling a pear again, he stood up, handed it to his old father, and asked, "Are you right? Father."

The old man nodded and took the pear, but didn't eat it.

Su Qinghe sat down again and continued to peel pears, "Mr. Du has made remarkable achievements in his life. He has been a gangster, a boss, opened a bank, and participated in the party and government. He has killed people, broken the law, and has also been a philanthropist. He helped many workers and beggars. He was loyal to his brothers and loyal to the country. Therefore, he has done many good things and many bad things in his life. Generally speaking, the latter should be the majority. However, he But it was the only one among the Big Three in Shanghai who died well...Xiaolou, do you know why?"

Xu Xiaolou shook his head lightly, expressing that he didn't know.

In his more than 20 years of career, he has rarely been exposed to this aspect.

Celebrity autobiographies, rivers and lakes legends, to him, are not as attractive as a girl magazine full of colors.

He has only heard about some people and things, but he has never really understood them deeply.

For example, this old man Du's legendary life, after listening to others say it a few times, he only got a rough idea.

The middle-aged housekeeper came to tidy up the mahjong table, took away the bucket of instant noodles left by everyone, and when he came back, poured tea for several people present.

Su Qinghe said: "Actually, the reason I mentioned just now is because of loyalty."

"Even if he is full of crimes, even if he occasionally deceives his brothers by being unkind, and even if he is corrupt and perverts the law...but he will always be loyal to our country."

Su Qinghe's words were very calm, reflecting each other with the messy sound of rain outside the window.

In the hall, there was a sudden sound.

That was the sound of the phone falling to the ground.

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