Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Mrs. Rong smiled and nodded, "I heard from Ayi that this is the first time he has brought friends to his home. It just so happens that today is New Year's Eve. If you don't mind having a meal with us!"

"Of course I don't mind. It's an honor for me to sit at the same table with such an elegant elder like Mrs. Rong."

Lin Shuyang said this, but he was sighing in his heart: It turns out that tomorrow is New Year's Day, New Year's Day in 1931.

The old year ends and the new year begins.

Everything is a new beginning.

After Mrs. Rong arrived, the servants began to serve the food. Lin Shuyang was good-looking and had a sweet mouth, which made Mrs. Rong smile constantly.

"I heard from Ayi that you are a doctor and you plan to find a job in Shanghai this time. Do you have a suitable place to go? If not, let Ayi help you keep an eye on it."

find a job?

Lin Shuyang looked at Rong Xianyi and said, "Going to steal something from someone else's house is considered work?"

He smiled: "Mrs. Rong, don't worry, I already have an idea. I will start work in a few days."

"That's good." After saying that, Mrs. Rong couldn't help but cough a few times.

Lin Shuyang remembered that during the day he heard Uncle Du say that his wife had caught a cold.

But judging from her complexion, she probably just had a cold and a bit of a cough, and it would take a few days to warm her up.

The last dish was placed on the table, and the servants respectfully withdrew.

At this time, Chang Yu walked over from outside, and beside him was a half-year-old boy who looked to be about the same age as Goudan, but he was looking around all the way.

When Chang Yu saw Mrs. Rong, a smile appeared on his face: "My wife is back."

Then he shouted to Du Qing who was standing beside him: "Uncle Du."

Rong Xianyi turned around, glanced at the young man next to Chang Yu, and said in a calm tone: "We brought him back, is it going well?"

"It goes well, people walk home by themselves." Chang Yu had something to say.

In other words, I didn't see the person who took Ah Qi away.

Mrs. Rong nodded, and her eyes fell on the young man: "Chang Yu, the person next to you... is Wu Ma's son Ah Qi!"

"Madam, it's Ah Qi."

"I already know about Wu Ma. I just feel sorry for this child. He is left alone. I will let him live here according to A Yi's wishes!"

Chang Yu said to the person next to him: "Ah Qi, please call my wife."

Ah Qi glanced at Chang Yu with shaky eyes, then obediently shouted to the front: "Hello, madam."

Although the sound is a bit clumsy, it does not contain any impurities.

Lin Shuyang suddenly felt sour in his heart. It turned out that Ah Qi was a fool, a person with such innocent eyes, and that person actually used him to threaten Wu Ma.

However, he didn't expect that Rong Xianyi actually asked someone to pick Ah Qi over. Why?

A fool can't provide any useful information to help him catch the person behind the scenes.

Is it because I feel guilty about Wu Ma?

Guilt... This word seems very inconsistent when used on Rong Xianyi.

Mrs. Rong smiled and waved, "Good boy, sit down and eat! Chang Yu, sit down too." After that, she said to Du Qing beside her: "Old Du, sit down and eat too. Today There won’t be so many rules.”

After everyone was seated, Goudan, who had been standing by the door, felt that he was out of place here, so he lowered his head and moved out.

Mrs. Rong had sharp eyes, "Goudan, come here too and sit down to eat."

Goudan was shocked at first, and then was replaced by a burst of ecstasy, and he sat on the chair with some restraint.

"Thank you, ma'am."

This meal was quite enjoyable, as if the people sitting here were all ordinary people, each brushing away the wind and snow outside, just sitting together and having a good meal.

……

Two days later, Rong Xianyi threw a stack of documents and a resident card in front of Lin Shuyang.

"This is your identity information. Remember it and don't say the wrong thing."

Lin Shuyang picked it up from the coffee table and looked at it for a few times. He suddenly transformed into a returnee from studying abroad, and he also had a pair of parents who were engaged in tea business in Sichuan.

"If this information of yours is checked, is it reliable?"

Rong Xianyi nodded: "Don't worry, Ronghua Sect always pays attention to everything that is done."

Watertight?

If his whereabouts were leaked, he was almost killed by someone bombing him at the train station.

Lin Shuyang was noncommittal to Rong Xianyi's remarks, he put down what he was holding and said.

"This time we have to agree in advance. After I help you get what you want, first, you have to return my Mo Yuhuan to me. Second, you have to give me 10,000 yuan in cash."

Rong Xianyi chuckled: "Yes, as long as you complete what I asked you to do and come back alive, I will satisfy your conditions."

"Then it's a deal. Don't lie when the time comes." Lin Shuyang thought for a while and then said, "How about we make a written statement? Be safer."

A sneer came out, and Rong Xianyi said: "What I, Rong Xianyi, promised does not need to be guaranteed by a piece of paper. If I really want to cheat, do you think it is useful to rely on a piece of paper?"

"That's right, so be it! I look forward to the next time we meet."

Lin Shuyang took a deep look at Rong Xianyi, his eyes lingering on his collar for a few seconds, then put on his cashmere coat and walked outside.

Rong Xianyi glanced at the documents on the table and frowned: "Is this how you plan to go with nothing?"

Lin Shuyang didn't even look back, and his voice was wanton and arrogant: "If the documents are too complete, they will be distorted. I will use my own method to enter Chen's house. Just wait for my good news!"

……

Chen's Mansion is an easy place to find, because it occupies almost half of Tianjing Road. Lin Shuyang sat at the tea stall next to it for a long time before knocking on the door of Chen's Mansion.

Soon a servant came to open the door. After he explained his purpose, the servant looked at him strangely, but still led him inside.

The architectural style of Chen Mansion is relatively Chinese, and it looks like a traditional mansion of a wealthy family.

There are two stone lions standing at the door. The door is built on steps. The yard is extremely spacious, the rooms are arranged in an orderly manner, and even the eaves and corners have distinctive cornices.

Lin Shuyang was taken to the living room while looking around.

The servant said respectfully: "Mr. Lin, please wait here for a moment. I will inform the butler right away."

Lin Shuyang nodded politely: "Thank you."

In the past two days, he had inquired a lot about the Chen family and the young master Sun, Chen Ziqian, and he had a rough idea in his mind.

I heard that Chen Ziqian was originally a proud man with outstanding knowledge and appearance.

But when he was eighteen years old, he accidentally fell down a mountain and broke his legs. From then on, he fell from the clouds into the quagmire.

I heard that the fall on his legs was not serious at that time, but at that time he had a big psychological problem and was unwilling to cooperate with the doctor's treatment, which delayed the best opportunity for treatment.