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    Chapter 7 Birthday Party

    Seven months ago.

    In the private room of Licha Hotel.

    The room is very luxuriously decorated, with a scarlet wool carpet underfoot and imitation famous paintings hanging on the walls. Only the flowers in the vase have withered after a long day.  The pink petals fell on the chest of drawers, and were picked up by the wind as the footman walked, fluttering to the floor.

    The footman brought the tea set, poured two cups, and then quietly left.

    The bone china tea set is quite exquisite, plated with shiny gold edges, and the small silver spoon is also exquisite and cute.  If it were normal times, Feng Shizhen would definitely love this tea set.

    "Miss, what's your surname?" The man opposite picked up the tea cup, his chiseled face somewhat blurred in the mist.

    "My surname is Feng." Feng Shizhen was uneasy, and kept glancing at the door with his eyes, "I'm sorry to disturb you. I should go."

    She stood up.  The man in black standing by the door took a step to the side and blocked the door.

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s face turned pale, and he was shivering a little.

    "Don't be afraid, Miss Feng." The man chuckled, "After you finish talking, I will let you out. Please sit down."

    Feng Shizhen had no choice but to sit down and look at the man again.

    He was only thirty years old, with a very handsome profile, rich and elegant, but his eyes were as deep as a bottomless cold pool, exuding a faint coolness.

    This face looks somewhat familiar, maybe I¡¯ve seen it in the tabloid news.  He is very rich, wears expensive and elegant suits, carries exquisite watches, and has booked a luxurious and luxurious suite in the Licha Hotel.

    "My surname is Meng." The man took a sip of tea and asked, "Miss Feng is looking for Rong Dingkun. What do you want?"

    Seeing that he couldn¡¯t leave, Feng Shizhen calmed down and asked, ¡°Who is Mr. Meng, Boss Rong?¡±

    "Old friend." Meng Xu'an smiled lightly.  His smile was beautiful, but it still made people shudder.

    "More than ten years ago, Rong Dingkun and I almost became relatives. What does Miss Feng want from him? Maybe I can help."

    Feng Shizhen stared at the man intently for a long time and said, "I want to ask him, did he instigate the fire in Wenchunli?"

    Her frank confession made Meng Xuan smile with interest.

    "What if I could just tell you that it was him who did it?"

    "Evidence." Feng Shizhen said.

    Meng Xuan raised his hand, and his subordinate immediately handed a cigar to his hand and lit it.

    Amidst the curls of cigarettes, the man said slowly: "Since you can find this place, it means you have done a good job of checking it yourself. The Dasheng Company that bought the land in Wenchunli is a shell company. But there is Wang Xiangli in it.  , only showed up when signing the contract. He is from Rong Dingkun. His actual position is assistant to the general manager of Sanyang Industrial. And Sanyang Industrial is controlled by Rong's Group."

    Feng Shizhen said nothing.

    The man blew out a puff of cigarette and looked at the girl's tensed face, "And Huo Shaowen Chunli's order was given by Rong Dingkun himself. At first, he wanted to scare the residents at least, but he didn't expect that the old house was in disrepair and eventually  It would become a disaster. The impact of this incident was so great that even Rong Dingkun was a little scared, so he issued a death order and kept it secret. The few people who worked for him at the beginning have either disappeared one after another recently, or died in accidents  ¡±

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s compulsively calm expression was finally torn apart, revealing the resentment and anger that had been accumulated for too long.

    "How does Mr. Meng know so much?"

    "Because my people are tapping his phone calls and telegrams." Meng Xu'an shook the ashes of his cigarette, as if he was talking about an extremely simple and ordinary thing.

    "I don't understand these things." Feng Shizhen stood up, "Thank you for your hospitality, but I really need to go."

    The man in black at the door remained still, his hand on his gun holster, looking at Feng Shizhen.

    Behind the scenes, Meng Xu'an said slowly: "What if I give you a chance to take revenge on Rong Dingkun?"

    Feng Shizhen turned around and sneered: "Maybe I don't want to take revenge on him? After all, my family is in decline now, and I am weak and incompetent. Rong Dingkun doesn't need to lift his fingers, he can blow me away by blowing his breath."

    There was a knock on the door, and another door in the suite opened. A clerk came in and handed Meng Xuan a piece of paper.

    Meng Xuan lowered his head and glanced: "Miss Feng Shizhen, I have no ill intentions. I am just making a mutually beneficial suggestion to you."

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s delicate face suddenly turned white.  She was no more than ten years old when she entered this room.He bowed very gentlemanly.  Mrs. Rong must have been reminded of an unpleasant memory by his last name, and her face turned a little blue.

    "This man's relationship with the Rong family must not be very good." Feng Shixun said to the girl.

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s truth is more than bad.  The hatred between these two families is as deep as the sea.

    Meng Xuan deliberately chose this moment to show up, just so that he could Ying Rong Dingkun.  As he wished, he witnessed Rong Dingkun's frightened appearance.  For a shrewd, sophisticated, slippery and reserved person like Rong Dingkun, he probably only has a handful of gaffes in his life.  Today is one of those times.  He looked very similar to when he first met Feng Shizhen, as if he had seen a ghost.

    "Thank you thank you all for coming to attend Quanzi's birthday party." Rong Dingkun's voice was still trembling, "When Quanzi was an adult at the age of eighteen, he was still studying hard in school and could not hold a big event. Today, I will use his  Make up for it when you turn twenty. Parents¡¯ hopes for their children are always very simple. I hope that their children will become upright and decent people in the future, be filial and loving, and bring honor to their family and country. Thank you!¡±

    The applause was thunderous.  Rong Dingkun left the podium in a hurry.

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s eyes followed his father¡¯s embarrassed back and took the microphone.

    "Thank you to all the elders for your care and support from my friends. Please have a good time today."

    After receiving his instructions, the band conductor immediately waved his baton, and the lively and exciting dance music resounded throughout the hall.  With a bang, the champagne was opened and everyone cheered.  Rong Jiashang poured it down the wine glass tower, and the light golden liquid was filled layer by layer.

    The guests forgot about the little episode in the blink of an eye and threw themselves into the carnival.

    After Rong Jia came off the stage, his father was nowhere to be found.  He thought for a while and asked someone to call Mrs. Wu over and asked: "You have served my wife the longest, and you must know many things about the family better than me. I think my wife dislikes this Mr. Meng very much. Do you know why?"  The reason?"

    Wu Ma hesitated and couldn¡¯t explain why.  Rong Jiashang opened his wallet, took out a ten-dollar bill and threw it away.  Wu Ma grabbed the note and then spoke with a smile.

    "Young master, that was more than ten years ago. At that time, my wife was pregnant with the eldest young lady and the second young master. The master met a Miss Meng in a calligraphy and painting club outside, and he spent more than half a month working for her.  Go home. My wife was pregnant and went to talk to Miss Meng. Miss Meng refused to leave the master. She said she was opposed to arranged marriages and wanted free love. The wife was very angry, and the master had something wrong in his business at that time.  It almost slipped. Laterit was Aunt Wang who became pregnant, and Miss Meng was so angry that she left. This Mr. Meng seems to be Miss Meng's brother."

    When Rong Jia heard that it was his father¡¯s romantic debt back then, he was dumbfounded and stopped caring about it.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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