Chapter 97 Leaving

A day passes quickly and slowly. The key is how you face it. Einstein's theory of relativity makes a simple example, sitting next to a hot stove for a minute and sitting next to a beautiful woman for a minute. The former seems to be much longer. People who are bored and people who work steadily are an obvious comparison. The former is about how to spend time all day long, while the latter is thinking about how to work hard for a happy day. The former has many things that the latter does not have, such as money and power.

With wealth, life becomes more empty, but people who struggle at the bottom line of wealth feel that life is interesting. They always believe that the final point of struggle is happiness. When he works hard all his life and accumulates rich wealth, his next generation will have completely different feelings. If you have money, why do you have to work hard? So from generation to generation, hard work and squander, infinite cycle. If his next generation adheres to the spirit of his parents and firmly stabilizes the country under his father's generation, then his family will certainly be brilliant.

For example, the Zhao family in the capital.

A deep and unbreakable red family.

Zhao Shidao returned to the Zhao family with all the honor because he completed the task assigned to him by Mr. Yan. Although he didn't know Mr. Yan's intention, so many people chose him to do it alone. The old man's thoughts, these juniors, can't guess, they can only wait for the right opportunity, and the mystery will be revealed naturally.

Regarding this matter, the above specifically told him to keep it confidential, so no one in the Zhao family knew where Zhao Shidao had gone during this period.

In the main hall of the Zhao family, Zhao Yanling sat in it. On the wall were photos left by the martyrs and some pen and ink. The martyrs of the Zhao family, who made great contributions to the founding of New China, do not have many opportunities to educate their children and grandchildren. All their youth are donated to the battlefield. What their children and grandchildren can know is the historical stories handed down from generation to generation.

Zhao Yanling, who is sitting in it, drinks tea quietly. When he is middle-aged, he doesn't like lively scenes. He likes a person who sits down quietly and thinks about problems. The calmness that the Zhao family has adhered to for many years is not something that outsiders can experience. A huge family has been deserted for many years without a trace of noise. This depressing atmosphere is not common in many families, and it is not difficult to see the unique characteristics of the Zhao family. In this generation, there are three people in the Zhao family who are not low in the central position. They can speak in it. They rely on their real skills, not on the indiscriminateness of some people. They all rely on their innate bloodline and broad negotiation contacts. It is indispensable. As long as you break through the society and don't have certain connections, don't think about getting ahead. It's difficult to survive or not.

Zhao Shidao couldn't see any expression on his calm face. It had always been like this, and it was a little too much.

"Here you are." Zhao Yanling took a sip of tea, brushed the water lines on the tea surface with the tea lid slightly with his hand, put down the teacup, and turned his head to look at Zhao Shidao.

"Hmm." Zhao Shidao answered and regained his composure.

Zhao Yanling looked at Zhao Shidao without concealing the appreciation in his eyes. After all, there are not many young people like Zhao Shidao who can calm down now, and it is not in vain to cultivate him from childhood. Such a person will be a great help to the Zhao family in the future.

"I heard that you went to the head of the military region?"

Zhao Yanling frowned slightly and said, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone. The Zhao family did not often contact the military region. There were several major families, and there was no deliberate approach, and there was not much intimation. These forces have a lot of political power in their hands. Going too close will make others misunderstand and cause unnecessary trouble.

"Yes."

Zhao Shidao answered simply and did not deny it.

"Good." Zhao Yanling nodded and didn't ask what Zhao Shidao did there. Everyone has their own space. Although he is Zhao Shidao's elder, he will not be too entangled in private issues and his life style is rigorous.

"What about that man?" Zhao Yanling asked unexpectedly. It doesn't make sense for the Zhao family to let an outsider bully them. If they tolerate it like this, outsiders will only think that the Zhao family is cowardly and easy to bully, and everyone runs to their heads to shit.

"He, I don't know where he came from. I tried to understand it, but it still came to no use."

Zhao Shidao answered truthfully that Ye Hetu's identity was too mysterious. He used a lot of resources that were not usually used to check a person's identity, but it was still useless. How could he not be surprised?

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhao Yanling muttered that Ye Hetu would not be from the capital, which he had already been checked.

"I heard that he was picked up by Mr. Yan." Zhao Shidao suddenly said that this clue may be able to find the identity of Ye Hetu.

"Where did you get it from?"

"Capital Airport."

Zhao Yanling carefully thought about it for a while. The identity of the people picked up by the old Yan from the Capital Airport was very exquisite.

"Don't touch this boy for the time being. Don't act rashly until you figure out your identity."

In the end, Zhao Yanling still made this decision and told Zhao Shidao that this is a critical period. He has just received the notice that someone in the Zhao family may face personnel transfer and can't make any mistakes.

"Hmm."

Zhao Shidao nodded and said, I'm afraid that Ye Hetu's matter is not over yet.

The hot pot restaurant on the roadside of Dongcheng is still so lively. Ye Hetu and Yang Luo have been busy all morning, with a layer of delicate sweat overflowing on their heads. After the guests left in the morning, the two wiped their cheeks and sat down to rest. Ye Hetu took out the cigarette box and put one for Yang Luo. The latter quickly waved his hand and said no.

"Men don't smoke and live like eunuchs. Are you sure you want to be a eunuch?" Ye Hetu said to Yang Luo with a smile that this truth was told by a drunkard in person, and it was quite reasonable to think about it.

"Everything changes in nature when it comes to your mouth. I really don't understand your principles. People like me usually drink. To be honest, in fact, I don't like to drink alcohol, but my father has a special preference for that thing, otherwise I am a good young man in society now.

I met Ye Hetu. Yang Luo's speaking style is not as introverted as usual. In fact, he is not an introvert, but many people are used to regard him as an introvert.

"Tut, a good young man in society?" Ye Hetu took a sip of smoke and despised that Yang Luo was like He Changfeng. He needed to keep whipping to realize his own value.

"If you don't talk to you so much, you don't understand." Yang Luo shook his head silently and regretted that his past could not be understood by others.

"I don't understand?" Breathing out a long puff of smoke, Ye Hetu asked with great interest. It must be Yang Luo's previous experience that made him say such a thing.

"Twenty years, can you imagine a person's loneliness?"

Yang Luo suddenly laughed at himself. If he lived like an ordinary person in those 20 years, I don't know what the situation will be now. Will he also sit in a small shop and be a waiter? If it hadn't been for the mean 20 years, I might have had a family early. A family and a family? This seems to be far away at present. He sighed gently, took the teapot next to Ye Hetu, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it down, as if he wanted to drink all the unwillingness in his heart with this glass of wine.

Ye Hetu did not immediately answer Yang Luo's question. There was still a serious expression on his face. He looked at Yang Luo drinking a cup of tea happily and asked with concern, "Are you lonely?"

Yang Luo nodded solemnly and said, "I'm fucking lonely."

It felt something was wrong. Yang Luo touched his head, which was a little hot, so he wondered, "Why do you drink this cup of tea? Your stomach is hot?"

Ye Hetu, who raised his legs and smoked, almost couldn't sit still and hurriedly turned his eyes to the teapot that Yang Luo had drunk. He grabbed the teapot and shook it. There was not a drop left. It seemed that it was all killed by Yang Luo.

"You fucking drank my wine!"

Ye Hetu patted his thigh painfully. While Uncle Fu didn't pay attention, he hid the wine in the teapot. In his spare time, he took it over and took a sip of it. It was good to be drunk by Yang Luo in one gulp. Uncle Fu is from Chongqing. The cup is that kind of big tea cup. One cup can hold four taels of white wine. Yang Luo took a sip and directly killed nearly half a catty of wine. This wine was specially brought by He Changfeng to filial piety to Ye Hetu. The alcohol level was so high that it was amazing. He Changfeng, who was familiar with the master's temper, was naturally a big killer to recognize the master's temper. Ordinary people did not dare to touch the wine at all. Ye Hetu drank it one by one. He Changfeng didn't know where he got the fifty-year-old cellar.

"I know, it's not tea, it's wine."

Yang Luo, who finally understood the reason, fell down. When he touched the ground, Ye Hetu reached out and caught him.

Uncle Fu went out to buy vegetables and hasn't come back yet. Ye Hetu had to put Yang Luo on the stool. A slight snoring sound came, and Ye Hetu's face was full of resentment. Suddenly, his ears moved slightly. Someone came in. It was a woman. The expression on Ye Hetu's face faded like a tide in an in an eye. He had not appeared for a long time and calmed down. He looked at Yang Luo. At this time, Yang Luo should have been unaware of it.

"Hey."

A crisp voice came from the door. A girl called Ye Hetu on this side. Cai Yongyan, who arrived early, made Ye Hetu unprepared.

The calm on his face disappeared, and Ye Hetu's eyes left Yang Luo.

Ye Hetu will not understand his loneliness.

"Come to me so early?" Ye Hetu smiled at Cai Yongyan, with a tall body and a simple smile, which made people not have a trace of guard, especially young girls like Cai Yongyan.

"Can't you?"

"Of course."

"Let's go."

"Now?"

"Yes, I'll be late." Cai Yongyan looked at the watch on her wrist and quickly said to Ye Hetu. If she hadn't been in a hurry, she wouldn't have come here so early to call Ye Hetu.

"Okay, let's go."

Ye Hetu agreed and decisively caught Cai Yongyan off guard.

Cai Yongyan said, "Actually, I'm not in such a hurry. Now I'm asking you to go. I just want to choose a few clothes for you. As my bodyguard, I can't go to the party like this."

Ye Hetu took out a note from his pocket and put it on the counter. He turned to Cai Yongyan and said, "It's time to go."

walked out of the store.

"Ah." Only then did Cai Yongyan reflect and shouted. He quickly caught up with Ye Hetu who went out.

After a few minutes, the door of the store was pushed open, and Uncle Fu finally came back.

Uncle Fu, who was smiling, came in and found that the whole store was much deserted. He doubtfully saw Yang Luo sleeping on the table. He walked over and pushed it a few times.

I didn't wake up. I turned over and continued to sleep.

Go to the counter and see the note on it.

He opened the note and looked at it. He behaved normally, but he sighed differently. Uncle Fu, who had already had a few wrinkles on his face, calmly put the note on his body, walked to the kitchen alone, and put down the vegetable basket in his hand.

It seemed that he wanted to do something, but he finally denied the idea in his heart.

He shook his head to himself.

"He should still be alive."

Since he is alive, the child will not be hurt at all.