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The Rong family¡¯s goods were sent out to sea as scheduled, to a remote and abandoned fishing village on Chongming Island. The person receiving the goods is waiting at the dock.
At this moment, a group of armed robbers emerged from nowhere, catching the group by surprise. The opponent has sophisticated weapons and has already set up an ambush. Here they were driving people toward land, but there were people on the other side who boarded the boat, killed the crew, and drove the boat away.
Three days later, the Rong family found the fishing boat that had been burned into a frame, but the cargo on the boat had disappeared without a trace.
The seller¡¯s anger can be imagined. Rong Dingkun didn't go home for several days. When he finally came back, he lost a lot of weight and looked gloomy and ferocious, like an angry beast. No one in the family dared to get close to him.
This is also the first time Rong Jiashang has actively participated in a business meeting.
"Sun Shaoqing got on the ship to Hong Kong." Yang Xiucheng said, "But when we docked on the way, our people went up to look for her, but she was no longer there. Apparently someone specially arranged for her to escape."
"Check." Rong Dingkun squeezed out a word through his teeth and stared at Yang Xiucheng and Zhao Huaan with sinister eyes. "Find out who did it and come to see me."
"Yes!" The two generals agreed and left in a hurry.
Rong Dingkun stopped Yang Xiucheng and asked, "Is there anything abnormal at Feng Shizhen's place?"
Rong Jiashang was shocked and looked at his father in disbelief. Only then did he learn that his father had always suspected Feng Shizhen and sent someone to keep an eye on her.
Yang Xiucheng said: "The guy who was following her said she found a job at the Red House Hospital, went to and from get off work honestly every day, lived a normal life, and had no contact with anyone suspicious."
Rong Dingkun looked at his son: "Are you surprised?"
Maybe it was something he was born with. Rong Jiashang suddenly calmed down and said, "I would do the same thing in my place."
Rong Dingkun nodded: "She is still innocent at the moment. But, son, if she really comes with bad intentions, I will not show mercy just because she is the person you like."
Rong Jia¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple slipped and his eyes went numb: ¡°I know, Dad. Family interests are above all else.¡±
Rong Dingkun was very satisfied and patted his son's shoulder heavily.
General Rong Jia cast his gaze towards the clear sky outside the window.
In the sky, the white clouds are like gray dogs.
A group of pigeons flapped their wings and flew past the window, causing Feng Shizhen to stop and look at it.
The hospital bell rang, clear and melodious, echoing in all directions.
Chapter 5 Return to Rong Mansion
The tram jingled and swayed through the bustling streets.
The carriage was packed with people rushing to work. Bank clerks in suits and ties, newspaper editors in half-worn coats, school classrooms holding books. In front of Feng Shizhen, there was also a student couple sitting. They looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. The boy was thick and dark, while the girl was fair and fat. Together, the contrast was very sharp. However, the two of them were intimate and affectionate, cuddling in the corner and whispering, like a pair of little pigeons huddled together for the winter.
When the tram turns, its center of gravity tilts this way. The boy stretched out his hand and held the girl in his arms.
Feng Shizhen felt a little jealous, but also felt very warm.
They are still young and may not be able to be together in the future. But what's the holdup? At least during this period of their lives, they filled each other's gaps and soothed each other's loneliness.
¡°Why are there so many people from the patrol room everywhere today?¡± someone asked in a low voice.
"Didn't you read the morning newspaper?" the passenger said, "In the early morning, there was turmoil in Zhabei. Workers and the police clashed. It was such a big commotion that I heard gunshots in my house."
Feng Shizhen was a little surprised. He lives in the west, far away from Zhabei, and he didn't know that a riot took place last night.
Someone lowered his voice and said: "It was a workers' uprising to support the Northern Expedition. But it didn't succeed. I heard that many people died."
"Shh"
When the tram arrived at the station, Feng Shizhen got off the bus and immediately bought a newspaper. The headlines of the newspaper printed in bold bold letters the words "Zhabei Riot Suppressed".
The weather in Shanghai is already very cold. It often rains and the cold wind blows into the bones. The red roof of the hospital is very eye-catching under the gray sky.
Feng Shizhen walked towards the hospital door while flipping through the newspaper.
Suddenly he reached out a hand and pulled the newspaper away. Feng Shizhen was startled, and when he turned around and saw that it was Feng Shixun, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What is brother doing?" she asked angrily.
"I will never change my habit of reading while walking without looking at the road." Feng Shixun pinched her nose in displeasure, "I was in the car."?I've been waiting for you, but you didn't even see me? "
Today is Feng Shizhen¡¯s first day at work. His elder brother came to the station to pick up his sister early in the morning, but when he saw her sister walking past him holding a newspaper, he was so angry that he couldn¡¯t even laugh or cry.
"Okay, don't be angry." Feng Shizhen smiled hurriedly and stuffed the bag containing the aluminum lunch box into Feng Shixun's arms. "Mom made the buns, which are the mushroom and pork fillings you like to eat. And I will grind them for you with my own hands. of soy milk. Is this apology enough?"
As soon as the lunch box was opened, the smell of fried food hit your nostrils. Feng Shixun took a deep breath and said, "I'll let you go this time."
The brother and sister walked into the hospital side by side. Feng Shizhen asked: "Brother, do you know what happened in Zhabei last night? I heard someone talking about it on the tram?"
Feng Shixun¡¯s expression dimmed and he hummed, ¡°A lot of people have been sacrificed.¡±
"Who are they?" Feng Shizhen was curious.
Feng Shixun's hand holding the lunch box trembled slightly, "They are a group of people whoare willing to sacrifice their blood and lives for their ideals and freedom."
Feng Shizhen looked at him in surprise, "What are you doing??"
"Good morning, Shizhen!" The two female employees passed by with a smile, but they all glanced at Feng Shixun.
Feng Shixun came back to his senses, and the resentful expression seemed to be just an illusion and disappeared without a trace. He gently stroked his sister's back and said, "It's time for you to go up. On your first day at work, you can't leave a bad impression on your boss by being late."
Feng Shizhen hesitated and walked up the stairs with his female colleagues.
Feng Shixun crumpled the newspaper, threw it into the trash can, and strode along the corridor of the emergency room, his handsome face full of sinisterness.
Because Feng Shizhen was very good at English, he was assigned to a gynecologist as a secretary. The other party is an old Jewish man, gentle and humorous, and very easy to get along with. Feng Shizhen's daily work is very simple, just receiving visiting patients, answering phone calls, and sorting out medical records. Mechanically, without technical content, and repeated endlessly, there will never be any improvement.
Although he knew that his job would not last long, Feng Shizhen still felt tired early on. She longs to achieve something, even if it's just a small achievement that can't be remembered by the world. But it is also a little proof that she is different from the mediocre.
During lunch break, Feng Shizhen went to the cafeteria to eat with his female colleagues. They were chatting and laughing as they went downstairs. Suddenly, a young man came hurriedly from the corner and passed her.
Feng Shizhen suddenly stopped as if being grabbed by someone, and looked back.
The young man in a suit strode up the stairs and passed by as he turned sideways.
????? Hair with oiled hair, tall but thin figure, and pale and bloodless face.
Feng Shizhen turned his head, took a deep breath, and laughed at himself.
Feng Shizhen, the more you live, the more stupid you become? The red house is a maternal and child hospital. Even if he is sick, he will not come here.
It has been several days since he left the Rong family, and Feng Shizhen has no news about the Rong family. The people sent by the Rong family to keep an eye on Feng Shizhen haven't left yet, but they are becoming more and more careless. Feng Shizhen himself could easily dump him and go connect with the Meng family.
Meng Xu'an's people only told her that the cargo issue had been resolved, but refused to give any details. Rong Dingkun lost the goods that the commander had entrusted him to transport, and his money and credit were greatly damaged. He was afraid that he would not be able to recover the loss without spending all his money.
If something like this happens at home, I don¡¯t know what will happen to Rong Jiashang.
Rong Dingkun is his father after all, and the Rong family is the foundation for his livelihood. He can be cynical and rebellious. But based on Feng Shizhen's understanding of Rong Jiashang, if he really encounters difficulties, he will step forward and shoulder his responsibilities as the eldest son.
Because he still has the perseverance and responsibility of a soldier in his heart.
Even if this family ignores him and excludes him, he will still protect it. Children who are not valued tend to work harder and strive to be recognized.
Feng Shizhen thought of the torturous night when Rong Jiashang was ill, and of the lonely lamp across from him in the dark night.
Now that she has left, will that young man miss the lamp opposite? #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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