Rebirth of the Villain's Counterattack

The gate of the Zhou family is closed all the year round. In the thinking of the older generation, the front door will never be opened easily unless there is something important to do. Today is the [-]th birthday of Mr. Zhou, and the guests are lucky enough to walk through the front door.

The iron gate was open, and a wall was built more than ten meters inside to form a circular road with the outside, and many trees were planted.There is a stone door at the entrance, and after stepping in, there is a bluestone road. There are obvious traces of bonsai being removed on both sides of the road. At this time, both sides of the courtyard are full of tables and chairs, which is where the banquet is placed.

The servant who led him in said, "This is the ancestral house. It was originally connected to the road, but the traffic disturbed the quietness of the old man, so it was spread out, and then it was surrounded by trees to block the noise. It's outside. The old man is nostalgic, and he built a western-style building next to it. There are everything, but the old man is not afraid to live here all the time! It is said that this house was left by the ancestor Jinshi, and it is the money spent on repairs every year. That's us This kind of person can't even think about it."

Seeing the traces left by those bonsai, Feng Ao smiled and said, "Originally, there were a lot of orchids planted on both sides, but those are the treasures of the old man. Today, so many guests came, and they hurriedly asked people to move back upstairs for fear of making a mistake. Yes. The old man didn't want to hold a birthday banquet here at first, but this is a lively event that only happens once in ten years, and the children and grandchildren are also filial, so the old man agreed."

While speaking, Feng Ao had already been led to a group of people from the municipal government, "Please go ahead, I have to receive other guests, excuse me." After finishing speaking, he left.

"Hey, Brother Zheng, you're here! I'll be waiting for you!" Director Song of the Propaganda Bureau came up to meet him, seeing that it was Feng Ao, he hurriedly brought him into the circle.

Feng City's leadership team is all here, and there is only one Secretary Fang missing.It is said that the whole family is talking to the old man in the house. You must know that the only ones who can be in the old man's house now are the children of the Zhou family except for the seniors.

But given the relationship between his son and the little granddaughter of the Zhou family, this makes sense. The speaker said in a sour tone, "We don't have the blessing of Secretary Fang. We have only been in Fengshi for two years. Who in our group I haven't been here for four or five years, but he is the only one who gets the favor of the old man. When the books are used, I will hate less. If I had known, I would have memorized a few copies of Confucius and Mencius of the Four Kingdoms!"

A group of people talked about the poems and books of Confucius and Mencius, Feng Ao has always been reticent, and those present did not appreciate him with a few words of agreement.

Soon at noon, the old man appeared surrounded by juniors.

Everyone put down the wine glasses in their hands one after another. Before Dao Xisheng saw that Mr. Zhou had already run around with his mouth full, Feng Ao also followed the crowd to look over. Seeing this, he was immediately stunned!

Dazed, it's an extremely rare state for people like Feng Ao who are in the midst of life and death!

But when he saw the young man supporting Mr. Zhou, Feng Ao was really surprised!Feng Ao himself did not know this person, but at least he lived in Zheng's house in the capital for more than a month, and saw the family portrait hanging on the wall every day, how could he not recognize this face?

And the young man is obviously also a very keen person, before Feng Ao looked back, he glanced over.Seeing that it was him, the expression on the young man's face remained unchanged, even his eyelashes never moved, and he quickly looked away.

No one noticed this little episode, it was just a moment of eye contact, less than a second, and even Miss Zhou Jiasun, who had been paying attention to the young man shyly and timidly, didn't notice anything unusual.

Feng Ao turned his gaze to Mr. Zhou, he unconsciously tapped his fingers on the dining table, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Interesting, this is very interesting.

Mr. Zhou was seventy years old, his beard and hair were all gray, and his face was full of vicissitudes. I heard that he had suffered a lot when he was young and worked hard to start the Zhou family's business from scratch.

Feng Ao didn't see a bit of the immortal demeanor praised by the outside world from him. The old man was not tall at all, but he was even shorter and thinner next to the tall and straight young man.Standing straight alone, his eyes couldn't hide their unoffensive gleam even in a smile, which clearly belonged to this man's brilliance.

He was wearing a Tang suit at this time, and he was still twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. No one could see that his attire seemed to be unsuitable, and he kept saying auspicious words and flattery.Feng Ao also opened his mouth following the others, very perfunctory, visible and silent, but no one noticed, their eyes were eager to take off their eyes and stick them to Mr. Zhou's body.

After the compliment was over, the old man took the wine glass and said: "Thank you all for coming to the humble house today, I thank you here." After finishing speaking, he drank a glass and watched everyone drinking respectfully, with a smile on his face. It's two points thicker, "I'm old, so I won't mingle with you young people. It's serious to play chess with a group of old people. You can do whatever you want."

Then he turned his head and told the sons and daughters who presided over the birthday banquet, "Don't neglect the distinguished guests."

All the sons and daughters agreed, and Mr. Zhou patted the young man's hand, "Are you still willing to talk to this old man?"

The young man's face was stern, and he didn't even smile at Mr. Zhou, so he just nodded when he heard the words.The whole person is like ice slag, wasting a beautiful face in vain, and the whole person should not get close to the moving body.

"Grandpa! I also want to be with you, okay?" The playful little granddaughter of the Zhou family hugged the old man's hand and acted coquettishly, but her eyes refused to move away from the young man for a second.

Seeing this, old man Zhou laughed straight, scolded the stinky girl, got his granddaughter's indomitable coquettish anger, and left with the two young people.Secretary Fang gave him a look, and his son hurriedly followed behind the old man respectfully.

This scene is seen by everyone, how can we not see the clues?

At the moment, they were not in the mood to gloat over the other party's secretary being neglected in front of the old man. Their first thought was: Who is this young man?

When the old man came out, they could see clearly that it was the young man and Zhou's eldest son who accompanied the old man to the front, and Secretary Fang and others were behind. What does this mean?In the mind of Mr. Zhou, this young man and Mr. Zhou's eldest son may have the same status!

And who is the young man?They had never seen each other in Feng City before, and they definitely couldn't be the little grandson of the Zhou family who was left outside, right?Appearing on such a grand occasion today, the old man's attitude is indeed ambiguous. If it is serious, why is there no introduction?If you don't value it, then you will never express it like this!Looking at the attitude of the little granddaughter of the Zhou family, the identity of this young man is intriguing...

Everyone has different thoughts, but on the surface they still have to calm down.

Several sons and daughters of the Zhou family visited table by table with wine glasses, and got good words all the way. To everyone's questions, they only said: "Xiao Ren just came back from overseas. He is the grandson of his father's old friend. Although he stayed abroad I didn’t forget my roots for a few days, the old man was able to chat with him, but now it’s a long-term relationship.” I didn’t mention the rest.

It was precisely because of this that everyone's speculation and concern about this young man deepened.

Feng Ao didn't say anything, and they were not surprised. After all, they were newcomers, and they probably didn't even know the way of the Zhou family. For a young man whom the Zhou family relied heavily on, they naturally didn't know the pros and cons.

When the person toasting the Zhou family left, they had the opportunity to insinuate Secretary Fang who had returned to the seat. Secretary Fang was so impeccable that many people thought he didn't want to share the young man's information.But only Mayor Han, who has a thorough understanding of their opponents, and Feng Ao, who is good at observing people's hearts, know that Secretary Fang's secretive words are just to save his own face, and they don't know more about that young man than they do!

There was one who had always been at odds with Secretary Fang, but now he smiled and said: "I don't think it's just the old man, this person is also very important in Miss Zhou's heart! Hey, it's rare to see the old man value a junior so much, like treating a relative It’s like a grandson. I really don’t know which family it is that gave birth to such a handsome boy. I dare not say anything else, but you can all see his appearance, and most people can’t match it!”

Who are these ordinary people talking about? Which of you here doesn't know?

Secretary Fang's smile seemed to be on his face, and his expression didn't change at all after hearing this, he just looked at the person who spoke: "That's right, there are some things that don't need to be said, as long as people look at it, which one is better? Even if you want to fight, you can’t fight.”

The man didn't understand at first, but after pondering for a while, he almost didn't drop the wine glass!Isn't this about his son!Originally, his son had won the hearts of the Zhou family's little granddaughter at school. How could he have no idea about the Zhou family? Wasn't the money and the car just for his son to chase after this golden flower? leave home!

Isn't this other family the good son of Secretary Fang who got involved later!

Seeing that the situation was not right, several people quickly changed the subject.

Feng Ao listened from the beginning to the end, but he had smelled the three kinds of wine on the table one by one, without tasting a single one.Wine is good wine, but it's not for your appetite. The group of people who were drinking spoiled their interest even more. Feng Ao casually watched the scene on the table, and inadvertently felt eyes falling on him.

Feng Ao looked up, and seeing that person's gaze, Feng Ao's mood inexplicably improved a lot.

That's right, the good show hasn't really played yet, so he wouldn't have the patience to wait for these bad songs to finish.

This birthday banquet lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone left with a lot of satisfaction.

Feng Ao went directly to the residence with Secretary Wu and Li Hui who were waiting in the car.He has lived in the dormitory arranged by the municipal government for a few days. It is still the former deputy mayor's house. A house is allocated to the municipal leadership team, but there are not many people living there.

Feng Ao is in the room facing north on the seventh floor. I heard that the residents here have changed three times, and they have not lived there for a long time. There are almost no traces left in this room.Naturally, Feng Ao didn't think about how long he, the fourth tenant, could live in this house. At this moment, he was standing on the balcony and looking down excitedly.

Curling his lips, he doesn't know how tall he is. If he doesn't even have the ability to come here, he doesn't need to look forward to this good show.

The protagonist of this play did not disappoint him, and he came much earlier than he expected, so that at this time Feng Ao was still lying in the bathtub with his eyes closed.

"This is traditional Chinese medicine." The visitor leaned against the bathroom door and said without any apologies for coming uninvited, or even for the host's nakedness.

Feng Ao didn't soak in the medicine bath for enough time, he didn't even open his eyes when he heard the sound, he just calmed down and absorbed the medicine.

The two remained silent like this for a long time. After all, young people were still calm compared to the villains of the Demon Cult who had gone through hundreds of battles. They took the lead and said, "Why are you here?"

These words were said in a hurry, and his cold voice could hardly conceal his surprise and suspicion.

Feng Ao slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the person standing straight by the door, but every posture was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, or a peerless sword made of thousands of years of ice, the cold air was like As if turned into substance, he attacked him without asking for money.

Feng Ao opened his lips with great interest.

——"My father should have taught you the etiquette in dealing with others, Zheng Youting."