Chapter 21 Dream of Fog 1

The next morning, it was foggy. Bai Shu'an carried a small bag of soot and cowhide in one hand and a red travel bag in the other, and walked through the bustling streets of Yuncheng.

With countless hurried steps and countless indifferent and alienated strange eyes, she began to feel a little helpless and confused, and her firm pace became stiff. His body was suddenly staggered by a strong impact oncoming, and the clenched travel bag in his hand fell to the ground. When he came to his senses, the perpetrator had already galloped forward.

A middle-aged woman caught up with her from behind and couldn't help shouting, "Girl, help me, grab the thief, help me..." The middle-aged woman's clothes were old, sweating profusely, stumbled to the ground, and was about to fall.

Bai Shu'an's eyes were quick-catching. She held the middle-aged woman and ordered her to wait in place. Without thinking, she had chased her into the crowd and chased her dozens of meters. The thief who used to be very close to the clear suddenly turned into a corner and drowned in the crowd.

Bai Shu looked around and looked around. There were only many dense and indifferent figures. When she returned to the original place, there was no shadow of a middle-aged woman, as if nothing had ever happened, and her red travel bag disappeared.

At this moment, she really felt that she was in a strange city. Most of the money and clothes had disappeared. No one knew each other and no one could be trusted... And this was only the first morning she stepped into this place.

On the white and foggy streets of Yuncheng, there were no hidden lights and tall buildings. She stood alone at an intersection, allowing cars to come and go until a taxi stopped in front of her. The master drilled his head out of the window and asked with the authentic Yuncheng soft language, "Miss, where are you going?"

Bai Shu'an came to her senses in surprise, with a strange smile hanging on the corners of her mouth: "No, thank you."

She dragged a heavy pace through a crowded lane. There was endless hawking in the deep alley. In the corner of the old wall, in the endless crowd, she found a familiar smell.

On the road paved with bluestone slabs, there seemed to be the sound of children's feet falling to the ground. "Tata" came to her; Hu Qinyi pulled it. Whether in the morning or in the evening, someone sang loudly with this sound, and the lingering sound floated warmly on the edge of the lane, in the aisle and in the attic...< /P>

At this time, the morning light dispersed the thick fog, and the tall buildings reflected in her eyes. In the prosperous cloud city, she had no time to see its true face, but she had buried the lonely shadow in the bottom of her heart.

I don't know how long I walked or how far I walked. Bai Shu'an's pace became heavier and heavier, and the sun gradually turned from the east to the west.

She stood on the stone bridge by the river and saw the white waves rolling and sparkling on the river. The layers of white water roared away. The hot wind blew on her face, and an anger ignited in her heart. She grabbed a handful of stones and threw them fiercely. Those little things sank in the water and quietly...

******

The monthly meeting of the senior management of Yuncheng Luo's Group is being held as scheduled in the conference room on the 17th floor of Tianfeng Building. Luo Tianqi, the chairman of Luo's Group, sat in front of the rostrum and listened carefully to the summary report made last month by Qing Yan, a member of the group's board of directors, deputy general manager and father of Qingyu, who was sitting on its right. The report lasted for more than an hour and had not yet ended.

Such a regular meeting, once a month, year after year, Luo Hanfeng has participated in it for three years.

At this moment, Luo Hanfeng sat on the left side of Luo Tianqi, next to him, Qingyu, the head of the group's hotel business, Fang Rulin, the head of the group's clothing business, Li Xiaoqian, the head of the group's retail business, and other leaders of various subsidiaries.

They are also the heads of the offices of various departments of the group in turn, namely Zheng Shi, the director of the Finance Office, Qiu Yuan, the director of the Publicity Office, and Zhou Ziyi, the director of the Personnel Office. The participants were all members of the board of directors of the group to discuss the group's decision-making.

Luo Hanfeng seemed to be listening attentively. The dusk glow passed through the high glass window and slanted on his well-defined face. That deep gaze, through the people sitting upright, stared at the empty distance outside, as if he saw the end of the world and saw the unhumane inhumane. Dust in the past.

It was 50 years ago, when the Luo family, which was well-known in Yuncheng, was running a huge industry on this land.

The Luo family started its business in Buzhuang. When it came to Luo Hanfeng's grandfather Luo Shenghong's generation, it has achieved unprecedented development. Luo's Buzhuang and silk villages are all over the prosperous ancient cities and cultural towns in China, especially in Yuncheng. It can be said that 90% of the cloth flowing in the market has gradually entered the second level after passing through Luo's hands. The seller's store. After that, Luo Shenghong successfully dabbled in the business of restaurants and pharmacies, and became the boss of Yuncheng Chamber of Commerce.

However, Luo Shenghong, who is at his peak, gave up everything in this land and decided to move his family to the United States ten years later. When the people of Yuncheng at that time did not fully react, the Luo family had quietly disappeared from Yuncheng. Regarding this secret, Luo Tianqi once told Luo Hanfeng such a story.

It was a gloomy afternoon in late autumn 55 years ago. Luo Shenghong, as usual, after inspecting the Hongfeng Buzhuang store on Jinfang Road, the best business in Yuncheng, walked out of the door and planned to sit in an old Lincoln car that had been parked on the roadside for a long time, and the driver would take him back home. At the moment he opened the door and looked up, he saw a plainly dressed, white-headed but energetic old man standing across the street. The old man was staring at him with a very strange look.

Luo Shenghong could completely turn a blind eye to the old man, but that day, under the trend of curiosity, he left the car, walked across the street, and politely asked the old man with White Beard, "Old man, do you know me?"

The old man turned his head sideways, leaned against Luo Shenghong, and pointed to his ear, indicating that his hearing was not good and did not hear his question clearly. Luo Shenghong suddenly felt that his behavior was ridiculous, so he didn't say anything and planned to turn around and leave. However, at the moment when he turned around, the old man with a white beard suddenly said, "Poor man is about to face great trouble. Even if he has a lot of wealth, I'm afraid he can't keep a trace of blood!" Why don't you leave here as soon as possible!"

Luo Shenghong was furious when he heard the words. When he turned around, he found that the old man had gone. After all, he had a dream on a sunny day, or his own imagination. Until finally, when he told his son Luo Tianqi about this terrible prophecy, he still did not know. And this is another ten years later.

In the ten years after this strange event, the successive tragedies of the Luo family shocked the whole Yuncheng. Luo Shenghong originally had three sons. His eldest son, Luo Tianyi, was a good helper in his business. As an adult, he married the eldest daughter of Shen, a famous scholarly family in Yuncheng, and gave birth to a pair of lovely and smart daughters. The second son, Luo Tianye, is outstanding in learning and has been abroad since he was 18 years old. Luo Tianqi is the youngest and the third. He is handsome, smart and well-behaved. He has learned to do business with his father since he was a child. He can do well when he encounters problems and is deeply loved by Luo Shenghong.

The first bad news came in a midsummer afternoon. When Luo Tianyi went out with his wife and a pair of daughters, the car they were riding was unfortunately hit by a bomb dropped by the enemy. The car exploded instantly, and the smoke filled the sky. The poor family of four was burned out, and the bones were gone. Poor Luo Tianyi was In such a main room, before he could take a concubine, the incense was cut off.

Three years later, on a winter morning, the second bad news came. Luo Tianyu, the second son who returned from studying abroad, had advanced ideas. Despite his father's opposition, he participated in the war. In an undercover mission, he revealed his identity and was secretly shot to death by the enemy's machine gun. Before that, the old man in the family had died of grief and depression.

After the first bad news came, Luo Shenghong locked himself in the room for three days and nights without leaving home. When Luo Tianqi saw his father again, he found that his black hair was half white.

After the second bad news came, Luo Shenghong solemnly called Luo Tianqi into the room and told his only son about the strange thing he met the old man White Beard many years ago. He almost believed in the authenticity of the terrible prophecy, and in order to avoid the most tragic ending, he decided to move his family to the United States. .

In fact, in the past three years, Luo Shenghong has begun to become a seller, recover funds, and transfer assets abroad through various means. Therefore, it was not long before Luo Shenghong quietly left the terrible city with his seriously ill wife and his 16-year-old third son Luo Tianqi.

Time flies. More than 40 years later, who would have thought that the Luo family, which had fallen for no reason and suddenly disappeared, would make a comeback and become the richest man in Yuncheng again...