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    Ms. Li hurriedly drove away the distracting thoughts in her mind and asked: "Miss Feng, what's wrong?"

    Feng Shizhen looked stunned and said: "I seem to have solved it."

    Ms. Li was shocked and hurriedly walked over.  Feng Shizhen picked up a telegram he had just decoded and gave it to her. She read: "No. 3, July 18, Tengchong, No. 12, Ping'an Street"

    Ms. Li was stunned and looked at Feng Shizhen.  After a moment, the two cheered in unison and opened their arms to hug.

    Feng Shizhen said: "They used phonetic alphabet. I translated it roughly, but it may not be accurate. We still need to let Yang Xiucheng and others verify it."

    "This is already quite amazing!" Miss Li complimented, "Ms. Feng, you are so awesome! College students are really different!"

    Feng Shizhen said a few polite words, looked at the clock, and said in surprise: "It's almost twelve o'clock? I'm sorry to have delayed you for so long. Let the driver take you home."

    Ms. Li reluctantly picked up her coat and hat and asked, "Then I will come over tomorrow to help you translate these telegrams."

    Perhaps because he drank too much coffee, Feng Shizhen is not only not sleepy now, but also excited because he has made a major breakthrough.  She waved her hand and said, "I can't sleep anyway, I can finish the translation in one night, so I don't need to trouble you to make another trip tomorrow."

    "Then how about I help you." Miss Li wanted to show off in front of Meng Xu'an. When she heard that Feng Shizhen was going to stay up late, she was afraid that she would do all the work and she would be embarrassed in front of Meng Xu'an tomorrow. "My father also  I work for Mr. Meng and know that I am here to be Miss Feng¡¯s assistant, so I won¡¯t mind if I stay overnight.¡±

    "Then it will be hard on you." Feng Shizhen was also happy to have many helpers.  She rang for the footmen and asked them to bring in more coffee and midnight snacks.

    The clock reached twelve o'clock. As the bell rang, the two girls ate snacks and raised their coffee cups to clink.

    "For success." Feng Shizhen said.

    "For Mr. Meng." Miss Li's cheeks were slightly red.

    Feng Shizhen understood and couldn't help but smile, which made Miss Li blush even more.

    "Compared with the warm and energetic Meng Mansion, the midnight in Rong Mansion becomes more gloomy and depressing.  Rong Jiashang walked into the mansion as the bell rang on time and smelled of tobacco and alcohol.  He had just come back from socializing in the club. If he hadn't been impatient to keep him company and counted cards in the gambling game and won several games, those old foxes wouldn't let him go.

    The steward came up and took Rong Jiashang's clothes and asked, "Master, would you like some midnight snack? There is suckling goat soup simmering on the fire in the kitchen. It's very delicious."

    "No need." Rong Jiashang drank a lot of wine. Although he was not drunk, he lost his appetite. "Is everything okay at home? How is the fourth young master's affairs going?"

    "Madam is taking care of things," the steward said, "We have sent people back to the ancestral graves to check the feng shui, and the coffins have been selected and will be delivered tomorrow. Aunt Sun is also doing better than the previous two days, and she still has three children with her today.  The young lady and the fourth young lady were walking in the yard. The master also found a piece of jade and told the fourth young master to take it to the grave and give it to a good child in the next life."

    This is Rong Dingkun¡¯s second son who died, and he died after the Rong family received Feng Shizhen¡¯s IOU. It¡¯s hard not to think of this.  When Rong Dingkun heard the news of his youngest son's death, he fainted on the spot. As a result, he was diagnosed with a minor stroke. His left arm was paralyzed and it was difficult to lift and hold it.

    "The first one" Rong Dingkun murmured at that time.

    Even though Rong Jiashang didn¡¯t believe there was a curse on the IOU, he was still a little disappointed by his father¡¯s performance.

    And it¡¯s probably due to guilt.  After Rong Dingkun woke up, he immediately felt much better towards his children.  He opened a small treasury of his own, took out 40,000 yuan, gave each of his four daughters 10,000 yuan in dowry money, and took another 20,000 yuan to pay for the tuition of his third son to study abroad in the future.  Rong Dingkun still trusted the eldest son's character, so he handed all the money to the eldest son and let him take charge first.  This is a sign of preparing to separate the family before death.

    "By the way," the steward said again, "My wife has returned to her parents' home. She said she would come back early tomorrow morning."

    "Going back again?" Rong Jiashang stopped, looked at the clock, and suddenly said, "I heard that Uncle Zhao has a private room at the Licha Hotel, and there are all-night card games every weekend. I was just thinking of playing a few games.  Go meet him."

    He chuckled softly, turned around and walked towards the door again.  The steward didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly followed him and put his coat on his shoulders.

    "People from the Yue Group, follow me!" Rong Jiashang ordered coldly and got into the car.

    In the luxurious suite of Licha Hotel, the sound of water gurgling in the bathroom.

    Zhao Huaan was wearing a bathrobe, exposing his strong chest, lazily leaning on the bedside and smoking a cigarette.  radio??Caused by the unstable situation.  You think I am checking Feng Shizhen¡¯s life experience, but in fact I have been checking you for a long time.  Uncle Zhao, I already have the account books and witnesses.  What do you think your father and uncles will say if they see it?  "

    Zhao Huaan¡¯s eyes and eyebrows were twitching as he said, ¡°Jia Shang, do you think I¡¯m the only one who does this?¡±

    "Of course not." Rong Jiashang said with a smile, "Uncle Zhao, you must have had a hard time fighting for power with Uncle Guo and Uncle Tang all these years."

    "Who do they think they are?" Zhao Huaan sneered, "Jia Shang, you are young and cannot suppress these old people. I have a suggestion for you."

    "Uncle, please speak." Rong Jiashang was very respectful.

    "Transfer this business to me." Zhao Hua'an said.

    Even Mrs. Rong stared at Zhao Huaan with dumbfounded eyes and said, "What did you say? You want to steal such a big piece of the Rong family's business?"

    Zhao Hua'an said: "Jia Shang can't hold it back. Now on the surface, everyone seems to be in peace, but privately, I can't hold it in anymore. Instead of waiting for those old guys to rebel, there might even be bloodshed."  , why not leave it to me and let me take care of it. The Zhao family and the Rong family are a partnership, and I do the work, and you just have to take the dividends every year."

    "Bah!" Mrs. Rong spat, "It's obviously our Rong family's business, so I want to give it to you for free. You think so beautifully. Zhao Hua'an, I'm really blind. You and Rong Dingkun are the same, they are nothing!"  "

    After all, Zhao Hua'an had feelings for Mrs. Rong. He was scolded bloody, but he still patiently persuaded: "Shujun, I am doing this for your own good. You see, those old brothers are polite to you on the face, but they all have blood debts."  Those who are obsessed with you. If they are really cruel, they can destroy your Rong family."

    "The Qin family." Rong Jiashang, who had been silent until now, corrected, "Let's be precise, it's the Qin family. The entire Rong family has been wiped out, and only Shizhen is left."

    Zhao Huaan¡¯s eyes suddenly flashed.

    Rong Jiashang said: "I can understand Uncle Zhao's thoughts. Since he is not in his position, he will not enjoy his benefits. In fact, you probably already knew that I deeply hate the Rong family's hidden industry and want to clean it up."  Either white or eliminated. If Uncle Zhao wants it, we can talk about transferring the shares. I don¡¯t want to make money from this, I just want a smooth transition."

    Zhao Huaan originally thought that Rong Jiashang came to arrest the traitor today because he wanted to find evidence to arrest him and force him to make some compromises, but he never expected that he would easily agree to transfer the underworld industry.  This was so good that it was a perfect trap.  Zhao Huaan knew it was wrong, but couldn't resist the temptation and couldn't help but want to jump in.

    "Jiashang, what are you doing?" Mrs. Rong said angrily, "Why are you so worthless that you are giving away your property to others like this?"

    "Madam, you are the most promising." Rong Jiashang replied lightly, "The bastard died yesterday, and tonight you can come out and steal the man."

    Mrs. Rong felt as if she had been slapped seventeen or eight times in the face. She was so embarrassed that she could not raise her head and finally shut her mouth completely.  Anyway, she only has one daughter, Fang Lin, and she can't inherit the family property, so the dowry is almost ready.  If Rong Jiashang is willing to lose his family, then let him go.

    Zhao Huaan stared at Rong Jiashang and looked at it carefully several times from beginning to end.  Although this young man was said to be smart and cunning, he could not hide the righteousness in his brows.  Maybe he really wants to let go.  Firstly, I don't like running that kind of business, and secondly, I know that I really can't hold it back and don't want to waste that energy.  He is the closest elder to the Rong family, so if it is given to him, he can get a little more care.

    Zhao Huaan¡¯s thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind, and he asked: ¡°How to transfer?¡±

    "It's just like Uncle Zhao said." Rong Jia said, "The Rong family will release their shares, withdraw from the boards of directors of those companies, and support your election as a new director. After all, my father has also contributed a lot, and the Rong family wants to  Keep 20% of the shares."

    "Ten." Zhao Huaan bargained.

    "Fifteen." Rong Jia counter-offered, "If it doesn't work out, forget it. If I sell it to someone else, I will only make more money."

    Zhao Huaan gritted his teeth: "Fifteen, fifteen! When will the formalities be completed?"

    "Let our lawyers meet tomorrow." Rong Jia said.

    "Okay!" Zhao Huaan closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, "Jia Shang, you have courage, a tiger father has no dog son."

    Rong Jiashang refused to hold the hands that had touched his stepmother. He stood up and buttoned up his suit with a smile on his face.

    "It's getting late, Uncle Zhao, please rest early. I'll take your wife with you."

    Mrs. Rong¡¯s face was ashen and her head was drooped. She was half-supported and half-dragged out by two female subordinates.  Zhao Huaan saw that she didn't look back at him until she left the house. Knowing that their relationship was over, he couldn't help but sigh with regret.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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