Bait

When Shen Zhen woke up in the morning, the man was no longer on the bed, and there was still a little warmth in the empty place.

She walked to the bathroom, the toothpaste on the sink was squeezed out, the water temperature was adjusted to a moderate level, and a lake blue velvet bow was hung on the mirror frame.

Chen Chongzhou will prepare her headwear, jewelry, and long skirt every day, one style a day, and never repeat.

Asking him why, he laughed, "Isn't Mrs. Chen a little girl?"

She was happy in her heart, but her mouth was hard, "I'm pregnant and become a mother, she's still a little girl."

"You are also my little girl at 60 years old."

Shen Zhen sneaked into the kitchen on tiptoe, stealthily picking his head.

The man was wearing a snow-white satin shirt, the skirt was ironed without any creases, and he was handsome and elegant. Under the scorching sun, his tall silhouette seemed to be covered with a layer of warm golden light in the depths.

She was slightly in a trance.

I remember the day when I found out I was pregnant, it was a rainy evening.

Chen Chongzhou picked her up at the Women's and Children's Hospital, and she got into the car with the test report in her bag.

"uncomfortable?"

"Song Li sees the gynecology department." Shen Zhen took out a can of milk from the shelf, "Is the investment going well?"

"can."

There is a kindergarten 800 meters ahead of the Maternity and Children's Hospital. It was just after school, and Chen Chongzhou slowed down at the corner of the street.

Crowds of children came out of the garden. The little boy at the head was dressed in festive sportswear, and said in a childish voice, "Hand in hand! Don't fall behind!"

Shen Zhen was inexplicably funny, and motioned to him, "Like the fire baby in the cartoon Gourd Baby."

Chen Chongzhou wasn't thinking about it. He looked at a three or four-year-old girl under the gardenia tree, with a pair of shofar braids and pink hair, crying and howling, "My mother is late again—she often oversleep in her afternoon naps." .”

He smiled, "You were like this 20 years ago."

Shen Zhen took a sip of milk and asked nonchalantly, "You like your daughter."

Chen Chongzhou hummed.

She pushed angrily, "Don't like your son?"

The traffic policeman gesticulated in the middle to change lanes. He focused on turning around and driving towards Xicheng District, "It's okay."

"Although the Chen family has declined, it has been prominent for half a century. The rich and powerful are deeply rooted and pay attention to inheritance. I thought you wanted a son too."

Chen Chongzhou still didn't wake up, "Daughter is better."

Passing through an intersection, the man slammed on the brakes, straightened her, and faced himself, "You—"

Shen Zhen smiled, "What am I doing?"

Chen Chongzhou fixed his eyes on her abdomen, and his Adam's apple rolled rapidly, "I—"

She brushed his hand away, threw out the test sheet, supported his knee with her palm, leaned forward with her upper body, and hooked his neck, "Mr. Chen, you are going to be a father."

Counting the days, he was conceived the night he was released from prison.

Shen Zhen knew that he longed for a complete family without impurities, such a simple desire, Chen Chongzhou suffered for a long half of his life.

Intrigues and deceptions, and father and son killing each other, once took away his human relations and affection, his kindness and blood.

Chen Chongzhou almost gave up, and fell from a clear Buddha to a sinful demon.

The car drove into Jinxi Villa Garden, he hugged Shen Zhen, and ran on the wide and wet asphalt road, she held an umbrella, the torrential wind and rain swallowed up the laughter.

"You put me down—I'll go by myself!"

The sycamore and plantain beside the road rubbed against his trousers, splashing water all over his body, his eyes burned with a beam of light, the stars and rivers were thousands of miles away, the sun and the moon were not as bright as him, "I have a daughter."

He was trembling, the rain dripped over his forehead and the bridge of his nose, and his voice became louder, "I have a daughter."

She covered his lips, not allowing him to yell again, but opposed him, "You don't have a daughter, you have a son."

Chen Chongzhou was so tense that he convulsed, his face was buried in her chest, and he was so dull and dumb that it made people feel distressed, "It's my daughter."

Shen Zhen laughed suddenly, "The old man is really stubborn."

At that time, he rolled up his sleeves and sprinkled sauce on the cooked custard.

The servant stood aside, "Sir, Madam likes sweet and salty food."

Chen Chongzhou passed the sugar bowl without touching it, "Pregnant women should eat less sugar, don't spoil her."

"I'm not used to it. Every time my wife refuses to eat and goes on a hunger strike in a petty manner, it's the husband who gives in. You are used to her."

Shen Zhen couldn't hold back his puff, the servant turned his head and found her outside the door, "Too—"

She gestured to silence and smiled cunningly like a little fox. The servant understood and walked out of the kitchen without saying a word.

Shen Zhen approached him slowly, "The decisive manager Chen is washing his hands and making soup again."

The man turned around, "Mrs. Chen is lazy, greedy and overbearing. She can't feed you enough and causes trouble every day."

She stood on tiptoe and hugged him, sniffing the lemon fragrance from his shirt, "Are you working overtime today?"

Chen Chongzhou took a spoonful of custard and fed it to her mouth, "Try to come back as soon as possible."

Shen Zhen turned his head away, "You dog men are doing evil under the guise of working overtime and hanging around the flowers."

He couldn't help laughing, "I recruited you again?"

"Anyway, if you don't come home on time, I'll go back to my mother's house and live there for a year or so. My son will take my surname." She turned her head and swaggered out.

Chen Chongzhou untied his apron, "Are you reasonable?"

"Don't tell me." She said confidently, "I am right."

He wrapped his arms around her waist, reluctantly compromised, "I'll definitely be back early, you can honestly wait at home, okay?"

Shen Zhen sighed, uttered a word, and tapped his chest, "Manager Chen, don't force it."

Chen Chongzhou looked at her virtue and laughed out loud, "It's not forced, it's willing."

After breakfast, Shen Zhen stood on the balcony on the second floor, watching his car drive away from the community.

Immediately after calling Liao Kun, she cut straight to the point, "Has Ni Ying's condition worsened?"

Liao Kun was surprised, "Did he tell you?"

"He never forgot to avoid me when he answered the phone, how could he tell me?"

Liao Kun was even more surprised, "You guessed it?"

"Besides Ni Ying, there is no one else who would make Chen Chongzhou so afraid of me knowing."

He panicked, "Sister roe, blame me for being troublesome. Chen Er didn't plan to visit Ni Ying at all. Your husband treats you physically and mentally without serving the second daughter..."

"I don't blame him, and I don't blame you either." Shen Zhen fiddled with the scallion-oiled aloe vera leaves, "Ni Ying deserved what she deserved, so why should I care about a moment with a terminally ill woman. When Chen Chongzhou met her, the old love and The grievances are settled, and he is at peace whether she lives or dies in the future. If I stop him from seeing him, after Ni Ying dies, he will always have a knot in his heart that cannot be solved. I don't mind his final farewell, but I don't mind his guilt and regret. Weighing the pros and cons, it's the best result for him to go."

Liao Kun stared at the hanging screen, feeling that Shen Zhen's embrace of the handsome man was not entirely due to luck.

This girl knows the general situation, understands the truth, and has clear feelings.

The most important thing is to know how to show respect to men after getting what they want.

Zheng Ye's eyes were so picky, Chen Chongzhou and Yiming's previous female companions, he criticized from beginning to end, "This girl is not good."

"The model of the Lido Club, it's too teay, Biluochun in 62."

"That girl is purely Ni Ying No. 2, and the green hat makes you dizzy."

Only Shen Zhen, he was merciful.

Never demoted.

A sensual vagabond among women, who examines a woman's true colors, his eyesight is really poisonous.

***

At noon, Chen Yuan entertained Zhao Zhibin of Rongsheng Group at the Harbor Restaurant on the opposite bank of Dongjiang Wharf.

Zhao Zhibin annexed Changshi Group at the beginning of the month, and the strategist behind it was Chen Yuan. He knew Changshi's business structure and Liang Zewen's weaknesses very well.

The deadly woman next to Liang Zewen who controls all his secrets is a spy arranged by Chen Chongzhou before he was imprisoned.

When he served four months in prison, Shen Zhen introduced him to Chen Yuan, which defeated Changshi Group's financial and market defenses. Liang Zewen was furious, but Chen Chongzhou's layout was interlocking, and there were almost no loopholes to exploit. He was helpless. He watched his own empire collapse overnight, and became Zhao Zhibin's lunch.

Such generous favors allowed Chen Yuan to win over Zhao Zhibin. Zhao Zhibin has a lot of contacts in the Mainland Securities Regulatory Commission, which will help the Hong Kong headquarters subsidiary to go public.

The Changshi Group is a golden mountain that Chen Chongzhou left to himself. Now things are changing and people are changing, and they are no longer needed.

Chen Yuan never thought that he would help himself at this juncture.

Zhao Zhibin poured a glass of wine, "Mr. Chen, the subsidiary is listed on the mainland, and enjoys a lot of government support, right?"

"There are advantages, there are restrictions, there are losses and gains." Chen Yuan took the wine glass handed over by Zhao Zhibin, "Does Director Zhao intend to cooperate?"

"Of course, I can't ask for it." Zhao Zhibin laughed loudly, "I heard that Mr. Chen spent [-] million to take pictures of the former site of the Fucheng Building. Without the backing of the Chen family, Mr. Chen is still a wealthy man in the shopping mall. How could he just throw away [-] million? Does the family group have such courage? Follow Chen Dong like a fish in water, how can I not curry favor with you?"

Chen Yuan smiled without saying a word.

The waiter cut the lamb chops into strips, put them on the plates, and arranged them one by one, "Guests, take your time."

When only Zhao Zhibin and Chen Yuan were left in the private room, the former poked a piece of meat with a silver fork, "But Chen Chongzhou, who was born in the second room, is very down and out. It is said that he works as a business manager in a venture capital company, and he leaves early and returns late. The wine planting bureau is nothing more than an ordinary person running around for food and clothing."

Chen Yuan looked at him, "Dong Zhao met him?"

"Last weekend in Meiyuan, I caught him entertaining Jiang. The boss drank one cup, and he drank two cups. I couldn't count how many cups he drank, and won the investment. After the banquet here, I bumped into another man in the parking lot. Back. Chen Er was very drunk, his former assistant Xue Yan drove him off, threw up all over the floor after drinking the hangover medicine, and told Xue Yan not to tell his wife."

Chen Yuan pursed his lips, saying that he was not shocked would be a lie.

At this time, Zhao Zhibin's secretary walked into the private room, "Second Master Chen is in the private room next door, negotiating a 3000 million fund investment, and the other party is a high-level executive from Jinde."

Zhao Zhibin raised his eyebrows, "Enterprise investment?"

The secretary glanced at Chen Yuan, "It's a private investment. The third son of Jinde and the second son of Chen had contacts at the beginning, so they didn't show up. If they can't agree on the dividend, they can't cooperate, and they will be embarrassed."

Zhao Zhibin sneered a little, "The third son of Jinde is a famous smiling tiger, and he is insidious. In all likelihood, the second son Chen can't get a bargain. I suspect that this company was bought by Jinde to deliberately torment Chen Er."

Chen Yuan dangled the wine glass, ignoring it.

At the same time, Chen Chongzhou was in the No. 5 box, looking at a table of 42-degree liquor, choked on the glass wall, and suppressed his temper.

"President Di, what does this mean?"

Jinde, a high-ranking executive with sleek hair and treacherous eyes, looks like a gentle scum, "Didn't Manager Chen have a great time drinking with Boss Jiang in Meiyuan? gone?"

Chen Chongzhou rubbed his cuff buttons calmly, "The businessman seeks profit, and I seek profit for Jinde. Mo Feidi always doesn't value profit, but only cares about insignificant ostentation."

Di Dawei sat upright, "Interests are important, and ostentation is also important. It's not just Manager Chen's family that can bring benefits to Jinde. Isn't it the same if I change a company to cooperate." He smiled, "But Manager Chen missed it. Zinde's contract, your boss is going to trouble you."

He grinned, and pushed over a bottle of white wine, "Manager Chen might as well decide for himself whether to drink it or not."

"I heard from the secretary that there is an old acquaintance here, so it's Mr. Di." The door was pushed open suddenly, and Chen Yuan stopped there with a smile on his face, "Mr. Di, long time no see."

Chen Chongzhou turned his back to the door, and froze when he heard the words.

While in the detention center, Chen Yuan entrusted the director with cigarettes and food, but he confiscated them.

Later, he sent them a few more times, but he confiscated them all.

Chen Yuan gave up.

It has been eight and a half months since we saw each other.

"Oh, it's Mr. Chen." Di Dawei didn't expect Chen Yuan to take the initiative to greet him. He got up, smiled and shook hands, "I wish you a fortune."

Chen Chongzhou immediately put down his wine glass, "Since Mr. Di has a guest, let's talk another day."???.

Di Dawei looked impatient, "Manager Chen, maybe it's unnecessary to talk about it or not. The way of shopping malls, if you can't do it once, how can you do it ten times? It's not good for mere low-level people to waste my precious energy. Is it suitable?"

Chen Chongzhou took off the suit on the back of the chair with a blank expression, "Farewell."

The door of the box was blocked by Chen Yuan, with a serious expression on his face, "Second——"

"Excuse me." Chen Chongzhou interrupted the second half of the sentence, "Make way."

He turned sideways, "Second brother, Wanwen Group has idle funds, if—"

The man didn't appreciate it at all. He opened the private room door and nodded slightly, "Thank you."

Chen Yuan watched him step into the elevator, his back was exhausted, he tore off his tie and put it on his arms, leaned against the door wall and closed his eyes to rest, his face was a little pale.

In the past, the second son of Chen also responded to everyone's support, but those followers who flattered him became the iron hooves that trampled on his dignity in today's changing world.

Di Dawei spat in the aisle, "You bastard, you can't afford to lose your face and want to climb up to Jinde?"

Chen Yuan frowned, "There's nothing to spare."

Di Dawei looked contemptuous, "When he was the most beautiful, he was just an illegitimate child who was not on the stage, let alone he was in trouble? Three catties of liquor, 3000 million bills, five catties of liquor, 5000 million bills. He wants to drink ten Jin, I call the shots, an order of [-] million."

Chen Yuan looked at him for a while, then took out a square handkerchief from his trousers pocket, cleaned the fingers of his right hand one by one, and then threw them under his feet, rubbing his shiny white leather shoes, and said in an indifferent tone, "Really."

Dirty.

His right hand was held by Di Dawei just now.

Chen Yuan put on a half-smile, "Isn't it easy to do the project of the Jinde Group? It's starting to sell liquor." He went straight to the box, picked up a wine bottle, and suddenly let go of his hand, the glass bottle fell to the ground and shattered.

The crisp sound of piercing the eardrums made Di Dawei excited for an instant.

"Jinde is a well-known family after all, and it's really disgraceful to be in the wine business." Chen Yuan walked around the dining table and raised his eyes meaningfully, "What does Boss Di think?"

The Chen family collapsed this time, except for the eldest son, none of the family's senior uncles survived.

The pool of Fucheng is too deep, and there are 21 invisible shareholders. Although they did not participate in the transfer of public funds, there are many people who know about it. Those who were sentenced to three to six months of probation, fined, and banned from entering the market for five years also had 16 people.

Rumor has it that Chen Yuan managed to subvert the Chen family's ship, so he was alone in the whirlpool.

After all, everyone in the Hong Kong circle knows that Qiao Hanrun is his old lover, so it should be his pawn to defeat the enemy.

There are also speculations that Chen Chongzhou is the mastermind behind the scenes, sowing discord among the elders, bringing down Chen Zheng, and avenging his mother.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, the two brothers are at odds, and their respective mothers are lifelong enemies, but it is the real truth.

Jiang Rong was imprisoned, He Peiyu lost power, and the two women's family members had no winners, but Chen Yuan was firmly in the business giant's seat.

But obviously, Chen Yuan's attitude towards this was not acquiescence, but dissatisfaction.