Lou Cheng: Upstairs from the city

My boss is holding a conference in Guangzhou, and today is the big weekend, so I can have dinner with me."

"……become".

While picking up the windbreaker in the clothing store, Yue Ting turned to Ah Cheng and whispered, "Keep it secret, our boss said, it's okay to show my cousin's dressing taste."

Ah Cheng held back his laughter. The two uncles disliked each other, but their tastes were astonishingly consistent.

"The pendant on the neck is very beautiful", Ah Cheng was dazzled.

"Sorry", Yue Ting hurriedly put the pendant into the T-shirt, "I have carried it for many years, it is a golden emerald bead".

"Can I appreciate it?" He looked familiar.Ah Cheng likes jade and pays special attention to jade articles.

Yue Ting took off the black string that was strung with beads. He said they were beads, but they were actually carved into bamboo knots, which were crystal clear and the color of honey.

"I heard from my mother that when I was very young, I was lost in Shanghai. When the police uncle found us, a group of children crowded into a house. If it was too late, it would have been sold to another place. This pendant may be from someone else. It was worn by my little friend, and it happened to fall in my pocket."

"All the children were rescued?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case. I can't find a few of them. The crackdown was severe that year, and the traffickers were all sentenced to death. I was lucky to find them back."

Yue Ting was lucky, but Uncle Li's child was not so lucky.

Ah Cheng once saw a gold jadeite jade bracelet at Uncle Li's house, and heard him tell the story of his son's loss. It was exactly the same, the only difference was the ending.

Back at the mansion, as soon as I entered the door, the light was on.

Could it be that he was dazzled, Mr. Ming was on the sofa, flipping through the newspaper.

"You..." Ah Cheng felt that his brain was short-circuited, so he ate food stalls for dinner and blew five or six bottles of beer against Yue Ting.

"Why, is this the attitude of seeing an employer?" Mr. Ming Shi Shiran got up, took a good rest, and opened his arms: "Welcome to hug!"

Ah Cheng rushed over, hugged someone directly, and whispered behind his ear: "Next time on a business trip, don't take Xiao Guo with you!"

Spoiler: birthday

Mr. Minglou's birthday is a good day and a big day for ordinary celebrations.

November 11th, commonly known as Singles' Day, or Online Shopping Festival!

Ah Cheng heard what Ah Xiang said in the old house, and sprayed all the tea on the blooming chrysanthemums. No wonder he couldn't find the exact date no matter how much he asked before.

At that time, the eldest sister and Ming Lou were talking in the house. Seeing Ah Cheng's behavior, Mr. Ming frowned slightly. What's the matter, "Eldest sister, our children are getting more and more unruly, don't you care?"

Glancing at his younger brother out of the corner of his eye, Ming Zheng said with disgust: "I can't even control you, how can I control Ah Cheng."

"Elder Sister is teaching", and Mr. Ming is used to seeing the wind and the wind, "Go back, I will criticize him".

"The last time Ah Cheng talked about Yue Ting, I thought about it and didn't tell Uncle Li. The old man is old, if he still can't find it, he will be sad again."

"That's right, in Shanghai, I'm looking for a friend from the Public Security Bureau to check the files. If you have any clues, it's not too late to tell Uncle Li." The case has been going on for nearly 30 years, and it caught up with the crackdown that year, and several people involved in the case were all sentenced to death. , The whereabouts of the five children have always been a mystery.Uncle Li asked for leave for three years and traveled around Shanghai without finding anything.In the past few years, Uncle Li has lost his mind and just pretended that his son is in a certain corner, living a carefree life.

It's my birthday, I need a present.

Ah Cheng, worry.

One by one, write down the items that can be delivered in the notebook, and cross them out one by one.

Big capitalists don’t lack anything, so they can’t send 200 catties of rice.

Before he had time to worry further, he was sent to Shanghai to check the accounts.

In previous years, it would have been a little later for the investigation team to be dispatched. This year, it was dispatched earlier. It was the headquarters that got wind. The stock market has fluctuated sharply recently, and the operation of the company's securities department was confirmed to be in violation of regulations.

Before Ah Cheng set off, Mr. Ming only explained one thing: Be sure to find out the personnel, funds, and context.If there is any violation, report to the general manager immediately.

The internal investigation team entered the branch as a year-end audit of the financial department, and left Shanghai a week later.The next day, I returned to Pudong from Suzhou, and the team leader was replaced by Zhou Damin, the director of the engineering logistics department.

Ah Cheng was stunned. Director Zhou, who was able to repair the toilet and replace the light bulb, turned out to be a hidden expert in investigating cases. He admired him.

Director Zhou, who looks like a king of the mountain, actually has an exquisite heart. He arranges for professionals to check the accounts every day, and he takes Ah Chengman to the beach for "hanging out".

Director Zhou's original words, "I can't understand graphs, I can only understand human nature."

A 15-year-old child soldier, transferred to Shanghai at the age of 20, and worked as a criminal police officer for more than 10 years. At the age of 35, he turned into the director of the logistics engineering department of the Ming family. Such a life experience must have many stories.

"In those days, the benefits were too poor. I worked as a criminal police officer for more than ten years. It was never my turn to divide the house. No girl was willing to go with me. The old man and the old lady kept urging me to go back to Beijing." Director Zhou bought a pack of cigarettes on the street , and chatted with the real estate agent in Shanghai dialect, "The surname Zhang has two houses, divorced his wife, left the house, and hasn't bought a house since then. Her ex-wife and son are doing immigration..."

Today's investigation is a small leader of the securities department: Zhang Daqiang. 42 years old, divorced three months ago, Zhou Damin found out that his ex-wife sold the house through a real estate agency, and seemed anxious to use the money, saying that the full price could be reduced by 50.

Director Zhou pretended to be the house buyer and brought Ah Cheng in to see the house.He speaks with a Chongming Island accent, and the intermediary only thinks he is a wealthy man from the suburbs, so he doesn't suspect him.

The house is located in the city center with an asking price of 700 million and no loan.The house was cleaned early, which shows that the owner has another residence on weekdays.There is a photo frame next to the TV, a family portrait of a family of three, I guess I forgot to take it when I moved.

Zhou Damin stared at the photo, stunned for a second.

The intermediary hurriedly introduced the situation: "This is the landlord, the male host is from the financial industry, and the female host is a teacher."

In his last relationship before he left Shanghai, the woman's parents scolded him for not having a house, saying that their daughter must never marry a poor man.

After leaving the building, he bid farewell to the agent and walked a few steps, Zhou Damin hurriedly told the agent: "Call the boss later, remember, landline to landline, let him come up with an idea as soon as possible."

"Director, are you okay?"

Zhou Damin fiddled with Ah Cheng's head with his fat hands: "No one is young, it's long gone."He is still single and has two huskies in his family, which attract and prosper wealth.

In the evening, Ah Cheng accompanied Director Zhou to drink and eat skewers, and spent the whole night tossing.

Waking up early in the morning, Zhou Damin was smoking a cigarette, and asked nonchalantly, "Sir, brother, capitalist, employer, boss, bastard... who are they?"

Six days after the dust settled, the public security organs arrested Zhang Daqiang on suspicion of violating the Securities Exchange Law and unjust enrichment.He and his wife got a fake divorce. He originally wanted to earn enough money next year before leaving overseas, but this year's market has been ups and downs, making it easier to fish in troubled waters. The plan was advanced and his flaws were exposed.

General Manager Ming parachuted into Shanghai like a god, appearing like a leading brother in a movie, walking with wind, so cool.

This day, August 11.

Ah Cheng was unfamiliar with the roads in Shanghai, so he was lucky enough to sit in the back seat once and accompany his boss to visit the old house of the Ming family.

The ticket price is 10 yuan, and Ah Cheng is not a descendant of the Ming family, so he has to buy a ticket.

The employer was quite generous and said: allow reimbursement.

There was light rain in the air, and Ah Cheng was not used to the dampness and coldness of Shanghai.

The Ming family's old house was far more majestic and magnificent than he had imagined. 70 years ago, many thrilling things happened in this old house, such as conspiracy, family affection, despair, and life and death.

There is a painting on the wall of the living room: In the woods, by the small river, a brown house, very similar to the one in Minglou's bedroom.

"This painting is the original work of Mr. Mingcheng back then, but later it was mixed with a pile of sundries and escaped disaster," Ming Lou explained, "The one in my house was repainted by him in his later years."

"Did you name it?"

"Started from great grandfather, homeland".

Ah Cheng was in a daze: a man took off his suit and was about to go out, when he turned around and said to the other person in front of the easel, "Don't damage my painting", the man in front of the easel added two strokes and muttered, "Obviously it's my painting." ".

"It's been many years. I've been in and out of this old house countless times in my dreams." The two of them went upstairs together and pushed open the door of the small ancestral hall, which was empty. But I can tell which ones are dreamed and which ones are said by my grandfather. I think it is because my grandfather has too many unfulfilled wishes, he is reluctant to part with his Ah Cheng, and left that bit of obsession to me."

"His Ah Cheng must also be reluctant to part with him." Ah Cheng pushed open the window, and the cold wind rushed towards him with raindrops. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears: "The dean's grandma is Ming En, a native of Suzhou, her aunt, I used to work as a servant in a wealthy family in Shanghai for many years, and that family was named Ming."

"Let's take a photo." Before leaving the old house, Ah Cheng took out his mobile phone.

Ask the nympho-like staff girl to help, and the two left their first group photo in Shanghai.In the photo, Mr. Ming is holding an umbrella, and Ah Cheng is standing with his hands behind his back, looking like an old cadre who learned from someone.

"Where to go next?"

"What do you think?" Mr. Ming raised the corner of his mouth, and picked off a leaf that fell on Ah Cheng's head: "Eat more, I'm afraid you're not strong enough."

"Then, give it a try." Ah Cheng walked towards the car, with a pair of straight long legs, extremely beautiful.

Looking at the rising floors, Mr. Ming suddenly asked: "Where are the gifts?"

The transparent sightseeing elevator, with the dusk of the Huangpu River behind him, Ah Cheng leaned against the railing, licked his lips, and lazily said: "I've given you my whole life, it's not a loss."

"It's hard to say", passing through the dimly lit corridor, Mr. Ming opened the door, "I'm going to unwrap the present", and pulled Ah Cheng in.

With a bang, the door closed, and the sign on the doorknob shook three times—do not disturb.

Spoiler: Yue Ting

Fire and theft proof!

Ah Cheng looked at his employer's complacent manner in the phone photo, compared to the middle finger!

Putting on clothes is like a beast, but taking it off is worse than a beast!

snort!Simply inhuman!

A certain person was refreshed and went to inspect the branch office. He lay on the bed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the afterglow of the setting sun. Why was he the one who said "the king doesn't come early from now on"...

Taking the business class on the high-speed rail, Ah Cheng was fortunate enough to be an uncle, and his employer turned into a younger brother, with attentive service and caring.Out of the high-speed rail station, the moment he sees his subordinates, the employer enters the face-changing mode in a second, and the face-changing is faster than the book.

Ah Cheng asked sincerely, "Are you considering becoming an actor? Recently popular uncle".

Back in the imperial capital, everything is back to normal.

Entering the mansion, Ah Cheng cheered, the heating is on, and rushed over, wishing to put his face on the radiator.

Mr. Ming rubbed his nose, he was really childish, it seemed that he hadn't done it since he was 10 years old.

The last leaf fell, and the long winter in Beijing kicked off.

Dinner is Jajangmyeon.People in the imperial capital like to make noodles with fried sauce at home. Each family has a different method and taste, and they are not the same.

Shredded cucumber, sliced ​​cabbage and blanched for a few minutes, plus coriander, bean sprouts, soybeans, five simple dishes, quietly put into the noodles, served with fried sauce, and stirred a few times, the seemingly ordinary noodles turned out to be instant There is style.

Hey, my appetite has been whetted.While mourning the loss of his eight-pack abs, Mr. Ming asked, "Another bowl of noodles!"

Two teacups are placed side by side, and the fragrance of jasmine flowers floats in the room.

Ah Cheng has been fond of drinking Sichuan jasmine tea recently, and Mr. Ming's taste has changed accordingly.

The blue-and-white Sancai Bowl "Zhuge Liang Killed Ma Su with Tears" was auctioned at the charity dinner, and Ming Lou gave it to Uncle Li as a birthday gift.Turning around, I dug out a Taiwan Xiaofang Kiln in the 50s from the old man's warehouse, imitating the Ru Kiln's pink green slices, and brought it back for Ah Cheng to use.

Uncle Li's comment: Thieves don't leave empty space...

Speaking of Uncle Li, Ah Cheng will always think of the lost child. If he grows up safely, it will be Yue Ting's age. Oh, in fact, it should be called "Ming Ting".

Before going to bed, Ming Lou went to the living room to answer the phone, occasionally, he could hear a "hmm".

Ah Cheng took out his notebook and thought about the things to do in the near future. He began to seriously think about his career plan.Zhou Damin suggested earnestly that he should continue to be a special assistant, after all, the boss needs a trustworthy person by his side.There is also the seven-figure deposit of the salary card. Ah Cheng uses both regular deposits and financial management. In the future...

People who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries. This is really incisive.

Listening to the chat in the back seat on the high-speed train on the return trip, the beauty complained that the boyfriend who is the bank president only remembered to buy Maseratis, but forgot his own birthday, and warned the other beauty in the tone of a person who has been there, "People in banks and lawyers have money, but they are smart Now, money has nothing to do with my wife. If you want to marry, you can. If you are not afraid of wronging yourself, just marry."

After listening, Mr. Ming leaned into Ah Cheng's ear, "Look, I'm not bad".

Ah Cheng stared back with a beautiful white eye: "It's a long way to go, comrades still need to work hard!"

The morals of the world have changed, or the morals of the world have always been like this.Marriage is more and more like a deal, while love is just a coincidence.

After answering the phone, Mr. Ming went back to the bedroom with a strange expression on his face.He hugged Ah Cheng and rubbed Ah Cheng on his pajamas, rubbing Ah Cheng, the big boss's behavior has become more and more childish recently, almost catching up with preschool children.

"What's wrong?" Ah Cheng sat half-sitting, leaning on the pillow, and squeezed his shoulders.

Hmm...Mr. Ming exhaled air through his nose and breathed in. After a while, he raised his head and said, "Zhou Damin investigated the matter of Uncle Li's son, and deduced a possibility based on the existing clues."

"Why, it's incredible?"

(⊙v⊙) Well, Mr. Ming continued to rub and rub, his voice was vague: "Perhaps, it's Yueting."

What...what...what's the situation...

Ah Cheng was dumbfounded, this was too unimaginable, "How could it be? How could it be possible for my child to be wrong?"

"My sister-in-law suffers from severe postpartum depression. Before Yue Ting was 6 years old, he was taken care of by Filipino maids. When he was lost, my sister-in-law and uncle were getting divorced, and the scene was very embarrassing. They are about to divorce before they think of their children." .

"Could it be that it's not the parents who go to claim the child?"

"It's the lawyer of the Yue family, the one who took the photo to get it."

This... this... what kind of parent is this...

"Although Zhou Damin was not directly involved in the child trafficking case, he also helped indirectly. He found the file in Shanghai and the photos taken by the police. He also chatted with the old criminal policeman who handled the case. Yue Ting wore The clothes are rare imported children's clothes in that era, and the styles and colors are very similar to those worn by Uncle Li's son when he lost them."

"I still can't believe it, how can a mother not recognize her own child?"

"I can't explain it, but this is what Zhou Damin thinks is the most likely possibility. In terms of blood types alone, Uncle Li and Yue Ting are both type AB, and my sister-in-law is type O. I just got the news." Father's blood type is AB, mother's Type O, the child born is either type A or type B, so at least it can show that Yue Ting is definitely not Aunt Minglou's child.

"What about Director Zhou's suggestion?"

"The paternity test is done secretly, whether it is Uncle Li or Yue Ting, they all hide it first."

"If Yue Ting was really Uncle Li's child, you would..."

"Think about it again," Mr. Ming let out a rare long sigh.

Spoiler: Hong Kong

For paternity testing, adults generally use blood and hair for identification.

Uncle Li will go to the hospital for regular checkups, and it is not difficult to draw a tube of blood.However, there was an accident at Yue Ting's place. Her mother Mingxin suffered from advanced lung cancer and was admitted to the intensive care unit of the hospital. Yue Ting rushed to Hong Kong overnight and did not have time to bring a change of clothes.

A day later, Ming Lou and Ah Cheng arrived on Hong Kong Island, and even Ming Yu from Shanghai arrived.

The Ming family in Hong Kong is not rich, the richest is Ming Xin, she can't trust her three brothers, so she asked the lawyer to notify the Ming family from the Mainland to be witnesses.

Ming Xin in the intensive care unit had been in a coma for several hours. Ah Cheng looked at the dying life through the glass, pale and fragile.

Before the age of 6, Yue Ting was taken care of by a Filipino maid. At the age of 16, he went to study in Britain and the United States alone. He went away for 15 years. A year ago, he received a call from a lawyer, and his mother asked him to change his surname back to Ming.

Back in Hong Kong, where he had been away for a long time, Yue Ting handled related matters, and most of the people he communicated with were lawyers. In a month, he and his mother only had dinner together once.His mother's face was still beautiful, and her attitude towards him was as indifferent as usual. Before parting, she only asked him to return to the mainland to settle down.

Yue Ting really wanted to ask why his mother seldom hugged him, and why some people didn't like their children?

The lawyer read out the will, and the real estate and antiques belonged to the nephew who usually helped manage the assets, and the movable property such as cash and stocks belonged to Yue Ting.Ming Xin's meaning couldn't be clearer, she hopes Yue Ting will leave Hong Kong as soon as possible.

When the Ming family in Hong Kong left, the lawyer took out another document and said to Yue Ting in front of Ming Lou and Ming Yu: "16 years ago, Ms. Ming Xin opened an account in the stock market under the name of "Yue Ting". If you change your surname back to Ming, she sold this part of the stock and bought real estate in Shanghai and Beijing respectively. The name of the head of the household is "Ming Ting". The remaining cash is also in the mainland bank. Mr. Ming, if you have no questions, please write on the document signature".

"Lawyer Cheng, you and my mother have known each other for many years, you should know why, why doesn't she let me stay in Hong Kong?"

"Ms. Ming has a safe in Standard Chartered Bank, maybe you can find the answer there."

That night, Ming Xin died.

On the day of the funeral, Wang Changfeng rushed over, saw Ming Lou from a distance, and nodded in greeting.

Mother and child have been separated for many years, Yue Ting is not heartbroken, his face is calm, not sad.

It turned out that Ming Xin had suffered from cancer for many years and made a will early on. Married into a wealthy family at the age of 20, Mingxin couldn't bear it and asked for a divorce because her husband had cheated many times.On the day when I went to the lawyer's office to sign the agreement, my husband passed away unexpectedly. Mingxin got most of the inheritance by virtue of being the only male of the next generation of his Yue family.The whole drama is like TVB's [-] o'clock file, which once caused a sensation on Hong Kong Island.

The ups and downs of the rich on Hong Kong Island, few people remember this major property dispute case many years ago. After enlightenment, he became obsessed with Buddhism and became a well-known layman in the local area.

All this, Yue Ting learned from other people.Looking through my mother's belongings, there are less than 10 photos of mother and child together, and none before the age of 6.

Ming Lou returned to Beijing, and Ah Cheng stayed with Yue Ting to take care of the aftermath. At least, he had someone to talk to.

Mr. Ming took the opportunity to ask: By the way, grab a few hairs.For a paternity test, clipped or naturally shed hair cannot be used, and the sample collected must contain intact hair follicles.

The winter in Hong Kong is cold and gloomy.

Smelling the smell of sea water every day, Ah Cheng began to miss the heating in the imperial capital and the people in the mansion.

Inexplicably worried, whether the employer can eat well, dress well, sleep well, is there enough tea to drink, has the property fee and heating fee of the mansion been paid...

Ah Cheng called the former almighty assistant Guo, and Guo Tongxi, who had been promoted to the deputy general manager of the overseas business department, giggled when he heard it, and his laughter was comparable to a horror movie.

"Speak human!" Ah Cheng went into a rage.

Manager Guo hid wretchedly in a corner, peeping at Mr. Ming in the conference room, who was admonishing others, and gritted his teeth: "Every month, the boss always comes for a few days, but this month, when his uncle comes, there is no walk through!"

This... Ah Cheng began to sympathize with his colleagues who had fought together.

"As for food and clothing, I think he just lost weight, what he looked like before!" Humph, the next second, Guo Tongxie's familiar dog-legged voice came from the other end of the phone: "Oh, boss, you have lost a lot of weight. It’s not good to eat or drink, the boss can rest assured that all the management fees of the mansion have been paid.”

(⊙o⊙)... Ah Guo hangs up the phone, worrying about nothing.

Yue Ting entered the door, and the two had dinner, which was Claypot Rice with Pork Ribs in Black Bean Sauce made by Ah Cheng.

"Your cooking skills are awesome." Yue Ting, who had lost a lot of weight, finally had the appetite to eat more.

"I have worked as a chef for many years, but I still like to cook by myself."

Yue Ting took a spoonful of preserved egg tofu: "Open a restaurant, think about it."

"I can only cook home-cooked food", Ah Cheng really thought about opening a restaurant.

"To open a restaurant, you are the boss, not the chef, just pay for it. You forgot, I am a professional manager."

"Then why don't you be your own boss?"

"Yeah, I almost forgot," Ah Cheng reminded, and then he remembered that he had inherited a large amount of inheritance, enough to be a rich man for the rest of his life. "I'm going to run some errands in the afternoon, so go shopping and go back to Beijing on weekends."

"Do you really plan to settle in the Mainland in the future?"

"Take it as fulfilling my mother's last wish. Besides, there are so many opportunities in China, and a few years later, they will be snatched away by others."

Yue Ting was used to wandering since he was a child, and he has no particular attachment to where to settle down, while Ah Cheng grew up in the imperial capital, even if there is yellow sand, smog, and strong winds, he still doesn't want to leave.

From Sheung Wan on Hong Kong Island to Central, Yue Ting to the bank, Ah Cheng took the legendary Star Ferry across Victoria Bay to Tsim Sha Tsui on the opposite side.Get off the boat, it is Harbor City.Going north along Nathan Road, Ah Cheng walked all the way to Yau Ma Tei and Mong Kok, places that appear frequently in TVB TV dramas.

When he was a child, Ah Cheng loved watching Hong Kong dramas very much. He always felt that Hong Kong was full of gold and the streets were full of handsome men and beauties.The reality is always not as beautiful as the TV series show. The gap between the rich and the poor in Hong Kong is jaw-dropping, and the living environment of ordinary people is unimaginable to the outside world.

Well, anyway, Hong Kong is still recognized as a shopping paradise.Even Ah Cheng, who is not good at shopping, is carrying big and small bags. There is no way, there are too many people to give away.Especially someone, if they don't bring a gift back, they will probably be served by the family law.Ming Lou was very angry, and the consequences were serious...

Back at the rented apartment, it was already sunset.

He called Yue Ting, but no one answered.

Called again 10 minutes later, no answer.

Feeling slightly strange, Ah Cheng hurriedly called Lawyer Cheng, only to find out that Yue Ting went to Standard Chartered Bank to open his mother's safe in the afternoon.

Ah Cheng has a bad feeling about the bad spirit.Go downstairs and follow Noon Road towards Central.

Half a stop after walking out, he was sitting on a wooden chair in the garden in the middle of the street, and saw Yue Ting sitting there. The afterglow of the setting sun covered his whole body, like a male model on a catwalk.Such a slender figure, such a delicate face.

After trotting for two steps, Ah Cheng rushed over: "Why don't you go back?"

Yue Ting held a brown paper bag in his hand, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"No smoking here".

……

"What happened?"

"It's okay", Yue Ting shook his head, "I used to play in this garden when I was a child, and I left on weekends, and I don't know what year and month it will be when I come back next time."

Ah Cheng sat down and said, "I envy you. When I was young, I yearned for Hong Kong very much. I felt that if I could come here once in my lifetime, it would be considered complete."

"Is it complete now?"

"It's perfect." Ah Cheng's sitting posture was as usual, sitting upright with his hands clasped on his knees, resembling an uncle in a Korean drama, "What do you want for dinner?"

"You can do anything."

At 5 p.m., "Let's go, go grocery shopping."

"It's near here, I'm familiar with it," Yue Ting adjusted the Burberry windbreaker, "Open a restaurant, I'll work for you, no joke."

"Mr. Wang..."

"The staged task has been completed, I can leave at any time, and I can work part-time."

"Let me think again".

"Afraid... cousin Ming disagrees?" Yue Ting blinked, teasing.

"no".

The answer is really straightforward.

"That is……"

"I am very conservative. I open a restaurant and hope to open it for many, many years."

"By analogy, you won't dislike your cousin in this life?"

(⊙o⊙)... Ah Cheng said intentionally, can the analogy be different...

Extra: Trivia

When I returned to the imperial capital on the weekend, I entered the mansion, but there was no one there.

There are two cardboard boxes at the entrance, one is for vegetables and the other is for meat. According to the price tag, they were delivered from a nearby boutique supermarket.

what a waste...

Ah Cheng shook his head, when will the old man's life style of the employer be changed.

As usual, it is cleaned up, the casserole is set on the stove, the shrimp thread is picked, the shrimp oil is boiled, and the fresh shrimp casserole porridge is made.

It's time to pickle Laba garlic, and Ah Cheng is busy in the kitchen.Look at the kitchen is clean, after I left, I definitely haven't used it.I don't know how he ate for so many days.

Really, worry about it.

In a blink of an eye, dusk.

The doorbell rang, Ah Cheng went to open the door, Guo Feng was carrying a cardboard box.

Putting down the box and wiping off his sweat, "Oh, mine, why is it so fragrant?" Guo Tongxie flashed into the kitchen with his familiarity, "You come back, you can count on something to eat."

A Cheng was slightly suspicious, the person in front of him clearly hadn't lost much weight.

There are more than [-] books in the cardboard box, both in Chinese, English and French. Ming Lou loves international relations, history and cultural relics research, and buys tomes regularly.The three walls of the study are full of bookcases.

Ah Cheng sincerely hoped not to move.

"What about him?"

"I was entangled by the bone spirits in Europe, and there will be some from Africa later, and I asked you to deliver food." Guo Tongxie took out the bowl and chopsticks, and said, "Hey, there is a lot of food, so much, the boss will definitely not be able to eat it." .

Considering Guo Tongxi's appetite, Ah Guo decisively took out the eggs and flour, and spread out the egg pancakes.

Smelling the aroma, Guo Feng hugged the bowl, licked his face and leaned over, and said, "Ah Cheng, you are so kind, I know I'm not full..."

Ah Cheng is speechless, is this the reincarnation of a starving ghost...

Carrying an insulated bucket into the company, on the 38th floor, the general manager's lounge.

To my surprise, Mingzheng was here.

"Big sister", Ah Cheng greeted hurriedly.

Sister Ming wore a purple satin cheongsam, she seemed to have just returned from a banquet, she pointed to the bedroom, making a phone call gesture.

"Did sister eat?" Ah Cheng asked in a low voice.

Ming Zheng sighed, "We can't get enough from the wedding banquet."

The rest room is complete with bowls and chopsticks, and Ah Cheng sets the table.

"I don't know when the call to Africa will be made, so I won't wait for him." Ming Zheng called Ah Cheng to have dinner together.

The sound insulation is excellent, you can't hear the movement in the bedroom at all.

"How is Hong Kong, do you like it?"

"It's okay, I learned a few Cantonese dishes, and next time I will show my eldest sister a skill. The gift is in the mansion, and I will take it back to the old house another day."

"After you left these days, Ming Lou came to the old house every day to grab a meal. Ah Xiang said that he was the most difficult to serve, and kept clamoring for a salary increase." Putting his chopsticks down, his face smelled like someone owed him hundreds of millions, which startled Ah Xiang, thinking that his skills had declined. Ah Cheng, you can’t always spoil him, he’s getting older every day, My IQ didn't grow very much, but my temper improved along with it."

Ah Cheng lowered his head, his head was almost plunged into the porcelain bowl, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and he said, "Elder brother only listens to what elder sister says."

At the end of the meal, there was a slight sound of the door opening, and Mr. Ming paced out, holding a teacup, like the leader of the provincial party committee who had just finished a party group meeting.

Lose weight... Ah Cheng was in a trance for a moment.

"Don't say hello to anyone!" Mr. Ming frowned, full of complaints.

Oh, Ah Cheng got up and gave up his seat to his employer.

It's strange to lose weight!

The eldest sister on the side said coolly: "Who are you talking about, you don't say hello to anyone!"

"How is it possible?" Mr. Ming turned into a younger brother in a second.

The corners of Ah Cheng's eyes twitched slightly, can he say he doesn't know him...

The eldest lady sat for a while and left, imitating Ah Xiang's tone before she left, and said, can the eldest and young master not come?

People left, and the two people in the room looked at each other with big eyes.

For a moment, "Continue to sleep in the company today?" Ah Cheng folded his arms, leaned against the door, and crossed his legs. These slender legs are long...

"To be a human being, you have to be kind to yourself", Mr. Ming's dark eyes are deep and deep, as the saying goes, what is he thinking about.

"Too lazy to talk to you", Ah Cheng opened the door and muttered, "Don't say hello to anyone!"

In the elevator, the incandescent light made the employer's face pale, and two silver lights flashed on the ear temples, Ming Lou, early blooming hair.

Ah Cheng opened the rear door, and Ming Lou got in the car.

"Sleep for a while", Ah Cheng drove, and Ming Lou in the rearview mirror said nothing, already sleepwalking in space.

exhausted.

According to Guo Feng, he lives in the company every day.Looking at night, the lights on the 38th floor can be regarded as the beacon of the CBD, guiding every executive to have a nervous breakdown, what is wrong with the boss, is there any year-end bonus, can I still keep my position...

The car slid into the basement of the mansion, but Mr. Ming still showed no sign of opening his eyes.Ah Cheng turned on the air conditioner even higher, left the car windows open, and turned around. Someone was still getting on the car. At first glance, he really thought he was just closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Turn your phone to vibrate, open Weibo, and the screen is full of reports about Syrian refugees entering Europe.A major change in North Africa and West Asia has caused the de facto disintegration of many countries. Libya, Syria, Yemen, Iraq, and the country names learned in textbooks may no longer exist in the future.Regardless of whether it changes or remains unchanged, only a few people will benefit, and more people will be reduced to cannon fodder.

Ah Cheng likes to watch international news, maybe it’s a man’s nature, maybe it’s just to increase the conversation. He can distinguish Pakistan from Palestine, recite the names of the US presidents after World War II, and generally understand the difference between Sunnis and Shiites grievances and hatreds.

In the mansion, Ah Cheng likes to stay in the study the most, which makes the employer quite dissatisfied, complaining that he is competing with a bunch of dead things for favor.

Ah Cheng patted the man's paws, and said casually, "They are things, how can they be as beautiful as you?"

Someone narrowed his fox eyes, "Are you trying to say that I am a thing, or is it not a thing!" The word "thing" is very clearly pronounced.

Chinese is really broad and profound...

Ah Cheng blinked, and then kissed him, the employer is not easy to coax.

The book in his hand fell to the ground, revealing the cover - "The Chrysanthemum and the Sword".

The next morning, Ah Cheng went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

As soon as the porridge was cooked, a black shadow came from behind and carried him on his shoulders. Everything happened too quickly, and after a whirlwind, Ah Cheng lay back in the bedroom again.

In the next second, Mr. Ming pressed him firmly on the bed and kissed him hard.Three times, five times and two times, the clothes were stripped off, "I wanted to do this last night."

While rubbing ears and temples, Ah Cheng gasped and said "I'm back", and took the opportunity to touch his employer's beautiful abs, well, it's still six dollars.

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abandoned in the kitchen

Porridge

mushy...

Spoiler: Li Jiahong

Some things come so suddenly that people are caught off guard.

For example, Ah Cheng, who was waiting for his employer's meeting at the municipal government, was chatting with Uncle Li's assistant, Su Yan, when his phone vibrated and the caller was Zhou Damin.

"Ah Cheng, is it convenient for you to speak?" There was a hint of urgency, and the sound of the car horn could be heard clearly.

Ah Cheng quickly walked to the corner of the corridor, "It's convenient, what's the matter?" His eyelids twitched.

"Yue Ting went to the Anti-Trafficking Office of the Ministry of Public Security to submit his own blood sample, half an hour ago."

After being stunned for two seconds, Ah Cheng finally digested the other party's meaning, and said in surprise: "He already knows that he is not a child of the Ming family?"

"I think it can be understood in this way. I'm going to get Uncle Li's sample now, and it will be sent to the anti-trafficking office in an hour, and the genetic comparison will take at least 1 hours."

"...Okay, after the general manager finishes the meeting, I will tell you right away."

Calculate the time, the result of DNA comparison should be after 18:[-].

What should I do in these 7 hours?

A week after returning from Hong Kong, Ah Cheng had no contact with Yue Ting. Looking back on the past, the only flaw was Yue Ting's distraught that afternoon.

Ah Cheng didn't know what kind of ideological struggle Yue Ting went through before he decided to find his biological parents.Once it is confirmed that he is not a child of the Ming family, the Ming family in Hong Kong has reason to request a re-examination of property inheritance rights.

Or maybe, Ming Xin knew that Yue Ting was in the wrong, so he only bought property for his son in the Mainland.

"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng", a cry came from behind, and Su Yan trotted over, "The courtyard house called, Grandma Li fell and passed out."

"Don't worry," Ah Cheng swallowed, and pressed the other's shoulder heavily. Su Yan is a business assistant and has little knowledge of Li's affairs. "Did the nanny call 120?"

Su Yan was sweating profusely, and the 95-year-old fell down, which was no small matter: "I did, but there is usually a lot of traffic jams in the courtyard, and I don't know when I will arrive."

"You listen to me." Ah Cheng was quick-witted, and there was no room for delay at this juncture. "There are meetings inside, and you don't bring your mobile phone. You should hurry to find someone you know in the city government and pass in a note. I'll be in charge at Li's house. Wait." When Uncle Li comes out, he will know which hospital to go to, and remember to inform the meeting host as well."

"Okay, okay," Su Yan turned and ran.

Ah Cheng started calling.

When Uncle Li and Ming Lou hurried out of the meeting room, Ah Cheng had already driven the car to the front of the building.

The old man who is over seventy years old is very anxious. He is a pure and filial person, and he has depended on his mother for many years.Just now when I saw the note, I felt a white light in front of my eyes, and I almost fainted, ignoring the leader who was speaking on the rostrum.