Rarely affectionate

When Zhou Zhengrong was ordered to find Yuan Cheng the next morning, he found that the door of the young master's apartment was not closed.He broke out in a cold sweat from fright, wondering if some hostile force found out about Yuan Cheng's secret visit to his youngest son last night, and then did something like that?In case something happens to Yuan Cheng, the crown prince will not let them and his cronies go after he takes office.

Zhou Zhengrong pushed the door tremblingly and went in. What jumped into his sight was a simple living room with two rows of sofas in the middle, facing the TV, and a fish tank on the ground.The room was a little messy, and there were signs of struggle at the door. The shoe cabinet in the hall was kicked, and a few socks were scattered on the ground.

"...Ah! Cough cough! Cough cough!..."

Zhou Zhengrong suddenly felt as if he heard the young master's voice, but then it disappeared.He listened intently for a while, not knowing if the young master was at home or if something had happened, and he didn't know whether to just enter rashly like this, or simply leave.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to retreat to the door, and knocked on the door a few times: "Mr. Yuan? Are you in, Mr. Yuan? The door is unlocked. I'm Lao Zhou!"

The room suddenly fell into complete silence.

"Mr. Yuan, are you there? The car of the negotiating party has arrived and passed the security check, and will leave soon..."

Zhou Zhengrong walked through the living room and saw that there was no one in the kitchen, in the bathroom, and in the study. He was about to push open a closed bedroom door when he suddenly heard Yuan Cheng's scolding voice from inside: "Stay here! Outside! I'll be out soon!"

At the same time, there was a very loud impact sound, and Zhou Zhengrong was startled: "Yuan, Mr. Yuan, what's wrong? Do you want help?"

Yuan Cheng interrupted him: "Go back!"

Zhou Zhengrong was terrified, and immediately retreated into the living room: "...Yes!"

Half an hour had passed in this "a while", and Zhou Zhengrong didn't know what happened inside, so he waited outside in extreme anxiety.When he finally felt that he couldn't wait any longer and was about to risk knocking on the door, he suddenly heard only the sound from the bedroom.

The sound of dressing and washing, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps, and then the door opened, Yuan Cheng buttoned his shirt in an orderly manner, his face was as calm as water, and there was no sign of rage just now: "Oh, Old Zhou, you are here."

Zhou Zhengrong nodded tremblingly, his eyes passed behind Yuan Cheng, and he took a quick look into the bedroom.

Lang Bai was sitting on the edge of the big bed, covering his mouth with one hand, coughing badly as if he was choked by something.He didn't wear anything on his upper body, and his gray cotton pajama pants were dragged on the floor, revealing half of his bare feet.

Yuan Cheng casually told Zhou Zhengrong: "Go outside and wait." After speaking, he turned around and walked back to the bed, as if he wanted to pat his youngest son on the back very gently, but Lang Bai waved his hand away abruptly. .

That action was very intense, not like a son pushing away his father, but like an enemy.

Zhou Zhengrong was surprised by the young master's boldness. As far as he knew, Lang Bai was a quiet and gentle person, and he was even more submissive to his father. The relationship between father and son was very good.Besides, even in front of his father, Yuan Xiao was always on tenterhooks, walking on thin ice. When would he dare to provoke him like this?

What was even more unexpected to him was that Yuan Cheng was not angry, he just paused, and lightly ordered: "Go and wash your mouth."

Lang Bai didn't need him to say it a second time, he got up and rushed into the bathroom attached to the bedroom, and slammed the door heavily.

Zhou Zhengrong couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Mr. Yuan, the young master..."

"Oh," Yuan Cheng said, "I was bullied."

Being bullied?Who was bullied by?How did you bully me?Zhou Zhengrong couldn't imagine, he stood frozen outside the bedroom door.

"Tell the negotiating party to wait for me a little longer. I might be late for a while. Tell them to be mentally prepared." Yuan Cheng walked into the bathroom, "Anyway, it's not something important."

No matter what matters now, the importance cannot be compared with his youngest son.

The faucet was turned on, and Lang Bai almost put his whole face under the water until he was out of breath, and then raised his head panting.Yuan Cheng's cold face was reflected in the mirror, Lang Bai turned around abruptly, and was immediately grabbed by his father and pressed his hand against the sink.

"Outside... there are people outside!"

Yuan Cheng could hear the panic in the younger son's tone, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and remained silent for a while as if enjoying himself, then slowly stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the corner of his lips under Lang Bai's terrified gaze. scratches on the

"I'm here to attend a meeting of Li Mingyu, but the main purpose is to come and see you. Dad misses you very much."

Yuan Chengfu leaned into Lang Bai's ear, and there seemed to be a smile in his lowered tone: "Father is very satisfied with you. As a reward, I have something for you to handle in three days' time."

Lang Bai's pupils constricted suddenly, Yuan Cheng patted him comfortingly, got up and walked out of the bathroom.

Since joining the Skull and Bones, the most obvious change is that no one has any objection to the seat chosen by Lang Bai.

In fact, everyone subconsciously avoided these noble-born members.There is a clear distinction between small groups and small groups, whether it is in the classroom, in the restaurant, on the team, or in the attitude between each other, there is a subtle transparent wall.

Lang Bai was wearing a small turtleneck jacket, and was sitting alone in the corner of the classroom, when the book in his hand was suddenly taken away: "—"The Burning World"? You have a crush on women who talk about politics, Or have you become interested in the politics of women's mouths?"

"Women are naturally good at playing small politics." Lang Bai took the book back without changing his expression, "I happened to be looking for you, Rose Thorne, and here is a check for membership dues of [-] dollars."

Ross Thorne pushed back the cash check in front of him, "That's why I'm looking for you now. Our account has received a transfer of [-] US dollars from your father this morning, and your membership dues have been paid."

Lang Bai's face changed slightly.

Skull and Bones members have to pay a membership fee of [-] US dollars when they join the club. Lang Bai has been notified of this rule.He was going to take out the money himself, but he didn't mention it to Yuan Cheng. Who knew that Yuan Cheng paid the membership fee one step faster than him.

Lang Bai now feels like a junior high school student who has been paid tuition by his parents, and is in a trick.

And under the control of the powerful father, every move is calculated, everything is covered by the palm of the father, like a trapped beast.

"It seems that your father is very kind to you." Ross Thorne casually dropped the sentence when he turned to walk away.

"...Some aspects." Lang Bai replied in a low voice, the voice was so soft that only he could hear it.

As Yuan Cheng said, no matter what matters are not as important as Lang Bai in his heart now, but his main purpose of rushing to the United States is not to stay at home every day to scare his youngest son.

Just two months ago, an American munitions manufacturing company that specialized in delivering light guns to Japan was robbed by pirates of two freighters worth 80.00 million US dollars on its way through the Gulf of Somalia, and dozens of crew members were massacred. caused a great shock.Under international pressure, the behind-the-scenes decision-maker of this arms manufacturing company hastily decided to withdraw from the market and filed a bankruptcy application with the government.Before that, they occupied more than [-]% of the sales share in the local market, and a dangerous waterway passing through Somalia.

The huge profits and the risk of piracy make all forces dare not act rashly, but at the same time, everyone is gearing up for this big piece of fat and eager to try.The underworld in Europe and even North America has always been like this. When a giant falls, the gap left by him will be quickly filled by other forces.

Everyone wants to eat, but no one can do it. What should we do at this time?Let's hold a meeting behind closed doors.

It was originally a competition between the local arms industry in the United States. Yuan Cheng, as a former supplier of the Japanese market, was also invited. The agency right in the Japanese arms market was sold in his hands. No one knew that this time Yuan Cheng was It's not that he wants to buy this piece of fat back. No one knows whether he came with a lot of money or a murder gun.

The bulletproof car stopped abruptly in front of a private villa in the suburbs.Yuan Cheng got out of the car, and a young man in a gray-blue Chinese tunic suit and white gloves stood on the steps, staring at him expressionlessly.

Against the backdrop of the big red wool carpet and the beautiful garden, his simple and outdated clothes look quite out of place, just like the portraits of leaders in the 50s pasted on the door of a luxury villa.However, he still looks quite young, with a cold face and a solemn expression, which makes it difficult for people to feel intimacy at first sight.

His iconic presence made it impossible for every mafia boss present to ignore him.Yes, although not everyone here has dealt with him, at least they have heard of the name of Li Mingyu, the chief of military and political staff in North Korea.In recent years, he has made several major transactions in the world arms market, and is known as one of the iconic figures of government officials involved in international arms smuggling operations.

"You're late." Li Mingyu said calmly when they passed by.

"The youngest son didn't go to school well, so he was delayed in educating him."

Li Mingyu accepted the explanation without changing his face: "Oh, so everything is arranged?"

Yuan Cheng paused for a moment, "Everything is going according to plan."

Li Mingyu nodded: "I'm looking forward to it."