my brother became a scum

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When I was young, I liked one thing. It was so simple and easy, which made people envious. On the way back, I kept thinking about my boyhood and Zhang Chen at that time. He was clearly growing up in front of my eyes day by day. But in the end it turned out to be something I didn't expect at all.

Zhang Chen.

I called his name, with so many years of bitterness and hatred, with so many years of love and sweetness-finally I couldn't hide it, I still cared about him.

The car drove back to the parking lot under the company building. The driver drove for me, and said another word, "Mr. Chen, you have to take care of yourself."

I didn't say anything, just got out of the car, took the direct elevator to the office, and continued my unfinished work.

Xia Tian just took the lead, and there was a big move from above. Five pilot cities were set up nationwide to implement new economic policies, and Lu City was among them. I took a look at the specific release, mainly based on my The previous proposal was based on the model, but the official propaganda outlet focused on promoting Zheng Dongyang—he happens to be in charge of economic reform work.

I have no feelings of reconciliation. First, I am no longer in the system. Second, since Zheng Dongyang has taken the credit for the current stage, he must do his best for this matter to promote a good result and indirectly realize my idea. .

I am a little happy. After so many years of hard work and positive thinking, I can finally come up with something, and hopefully do something for the people, which is also an account for myself.

Zheng Dongyang sent his secretary over to chat with me, and hinted that he would favor my group in terms of policy to a certain extent. I neither spoke nor refused, and the secretary was not good enough. When he left, he was obviously a little flustered. .

Some of the personnel I promoted before, some basically survived, and some were not suitable. It took some time to adjust the personnel, and I started to conduct financial reviews on every company under the group's name—a third-party organization naturally A detailed report can be sent, but the real situation may not be handed over.

I did random checks, and sometimes I drove to the door of the branch office myself, which made everyone panic. Wu Ming gave me feedback several times, but he said it with a smile.

“Although very few people do it, it works well and helps you keep abreast of the entire group,” he said.

"In addition to finances, safety and environmental protection must also be checked internally. You have to control this matter."

"I just said something to help control the situation. You will leave all the work of offending people to me." Wu Ming put the freshly ground coffee by my side, his fingers were thin and white Very similar to Zhang Chen back then, "You really like Zhang Chen very much."

"I thought you were a smart person," I crossed my fingers, and there was a little more warning in my words, "There are some things that you don't need to say too clearly, are you right?"

Wu Ming turned his head away, and his eyes were fixed on the document for a few seconds. He said, "People's emotions can't be controlled."

"You don't know me."

"Perhaps." Wu Ming changed the topic very naturally, "I have to report to you personally..."

We discussed the key tasks for the next stage in the office for two hours. Wu Ming said goodbye and left. His feelings also put him at risk, and the necessary monitoring is indispensable. Since Zhang Chen's betrayal, it has been difficult for me to completely trust a person.

Wu Ming is a useful subordinate, but there is a great risk of becoming a double-edged sword.However, according to the information I have inquired from many sources, he has no signs of breaking the rules for the time being, and I am a little relieved, and I have re-invested in the top-down screening within the group, and this screening has found a lot of problems , It also touched the interests of some old shareholders.

The board of directors was no longer calm, but dark and turbulent. In the end, a few people simply tore off their hypocrisy and quarreled with me directly at the meeting.

Fortunately, this is not the first time I have encountered such a scene. When I was in charge of economic work in Lushi, politicians and businessmen quarreled with each other.I broke down one by one, divided the contradictions, threatened and lured, and spent some time suppressing the disapproving voices one by one.

During this period, I met Zhang Chen a few times. His condition is obviously getting better and better. It is said that he can write 3000-word thought reports every day.The last time I saw him, he asked me over strawberry pudding: "How do you clean up those old guys?"

"I didn't clean it up very much," I reached out to open a package and pushed it to him, "Someone sold it to you?"

"Yeah," Zhang Chen dug another spoonful of pudding, bit into his mouth, and his speech was a little vague, "It's been so lively recently, many people came to see me, and they all vowed to help me get back what belongs to me. thing."

I smiled, took out a tissue and handed it to him: "Wipe your mouth after eating."

"Not curious what I said?"

"Not curious."

"What if I want you to give me everything you have?"

"It's yours. If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Zhang Chen's expression suddenly became very strange, he seemed to be laughing, more like crying, and after a long time, he said: "Chen Heping, I have never met anyone who is more stupid than you."

"Zhang Chen," I stretched out my hand and stroked the long hair on his head, "No matter what, you are my brother."

"Brother in bed?"

"..."

"Brother you love?"

"..."

"Betrayed your brother?"

"..."

Zhang Chen lowered his head, the transparent liquid slid across his cheeks and dripped onto the table, drop after drop.

"You are too soft-hearted, Chen Heping."

I loosened my hands covering his hair and wiped the water off his face with my fingertips.

"Sometimes I also think, I must have been a bad person in my previous life, and I did everything from burning, killing, looting, to meeting a scum like you."

"You were also a good person in your previous life. I can't imagine what it would be like for you to be a bad person." Zhang Chen's voice was already hoarse, "I'm sorry for you."

"You're really sorry for me," both he and I knew, "it's pointless to discuss this topic."

"Chen Heping, let me ask you another question. If I could go out earlier, would you like to stay and start over with me?"

I looked at Zhang Chen, at this man who was still crying just now but now calmed down, and I began to have reason to suspect that the situation from his imprisonment to the present may be a situation from beginning to end.

He knows that I tend to be soft-hearted, and he can't see him having a bad life. He knows that I am thinking about it and want to send him to prison in person. He knows that I have no sense of security and want to never set foot in this city again.

So he went to prison, was bullied, and put all his wealth on me - Wu Qingfei is Zhang Chen's confidant, and Zhang Chen's purpose all along is to let me have enough weight to control him.

I happened to see it through at the inappropriate time and in the inappropriate place.

I didn't agree to him or reject him, I said I need a little time to think.

It is not advisable to subjectively speculate on the cause of an incident, but Zhang Chen's trust in me is not high. In fact, it is meaningless to see through it or not at this time, because I have been so damn soft-hearted these days.

I am no longer young, and he is the same. When he was young, he could love and hate unrestrainedly, had the courage to cut everything and turn around and leave. When he was older, he would hesitate.

Because I clearly know that I will never fall in love with someone like this again.

Choose to live alone.

Still choose to make do with Zhang Chen.

Either choice is unpleasant.

I remembered when I was young, I rejected Zhang Chen's words.I said to him at that time: "Your fantasy life is to toss and enjoy fresh flesh when you are young, but when you are old, you can't toss and toss, and there are people pampering and spoiling you."

I have always been sober, soberly paying the price for the feelings that once sprouted, soberly killing my emotions and reason, and wandering between giving up and reaching out.

I couldn't make a choice, so I chose to escape. Even if Zhang Chen applied for a commutation of his sentence, there is still a long time before he is released from prison. I still have a buffer, so I am not willing to make things difficult for myself now.

Wu Ming advised me to take a vacation. After thinking about it, I worked overtime for two weeks and had three days free, thinking about going back to Wenzhou once.Wu Ming originally wanted to go with me, but a customer group came temporarily from abroad, and he had to accompany me if I was on vacation.

Wu Ming sent a special plane, and when I got on the plane, I couldn't help complaining about Zhang Chen - he is so prodigal, the daily maintenance of the plane is a huge expense, and he has kept several planes under his control .

When I was sitting in the seat, I realized a trace of familiarity. I rummaged through the fragments of memory for a long time, and finally found the memory that Zhang Chen went to Hainan to find me and came back with me the next day.If my memory is correct, the seat I was sitting in happened to be Zhang Chen's seat back then, and the empty seat beside me was where I used to be.On this plane, at this position, Zhang Chen put the ring on my finger, and I had disputes and conflicts with him, about love, about the future.

I squeezed the space between my eyebrows with my fingers, squeezed this memory out of my mind, took the coffee handed by the stewardess, and took a sip.

Although it is said to be on vacation, the most basic work is still to be done. I turned on the computer to deal with official business for a while, wrote some directions for the next stage of control, and the plane stopped at Wenzhou Airport.

The Wenzhou branch sent someone to pick me up, and it went smoothly all the way, even with two bodyguards behind me. I vaguely remembered that when I came to Lushi for the first time, I had an oolong mess at the airport. It's not an oolong.

That gentleman surnamed Bai is very likely to be my biological father. When I came to Lushi, he sent someone to pick me up, but he didn't expect that I was too vigilant and escaped his dispatch. people.

I don't have any expectations or curiosity for this Mr. Bai, even hatred is stingy. I don't care whether he is doing well or not, and what is the purpose of looking for me. After all, he and I, Just a stranger by blood.