[Chapter 245]: Song Jungle

Under the street lamp.

A thin woman squatted on the ground and hugged her legs, her head was buried deep between her legs, and she kept crying. Opposite the thin woman stood a man who was not tall and straight. The man stood like this, without talking or moving. Just look at it so coldly. Then pull out a cigarette from your pocket and light it. It's very pleasant to smoke. A cigarette has been burned out, and the woman's crying shows no sign of decline. The man threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stepped on it, sat next to the woman, and muttered to himself, "The love in the novel is sweet, and the love in reality is fucking. I still say that no one can live well without anyone. Maybe I'm not the one I should wait for all my life. You should find a good man who likes you and is willing to live with you all his life, and I am not destined to be that kind of man. So what? You and I have no fate at all.

"Tang Dingyi, you are an asshole, you are a thorough bastard." The woman who still keeps the sad movement does not move, just keeps swearing. It seems that there is a lot of resentment and hatred in her stomach that needs to relax herself through abuse. The man smiled and said, "Good scolding! Cry well! Forget it!"

The man sitting next to the woman does not move much and keeps looking at the distance. There seemed to be a lot of reverie. Suddenly, the sad woman suddenly got up and put the man's neck fiercely. He hugged tightly but there was no lack of gentleness, and then kissed the man fiercely on the cheek. The woman who let go of the man sucked her nose and kept herself calm. She squeezed her lips and said, "It's too late now. I don't have a car, so I'll live in your house." After saying that, he turned around and left, decisively. The sudden reaction made the man a little confused. Looking at the figure who was about to reach the door, Tang Seng, who stood up from the ground, smiled and said, "Man! They all grow up little by little and mature little by little. It doesn't matter if it's a smooth sailing! Even a blow! It's hard to say which one is really right and which one is really wrong. They are all the only way to grow up."

The next day, when she got up and came back in the morning, Ting Xiaomei disappeared from the Jiuxi Rose Garden, leaving no words, not even a greeting. In the face of such a sudden thing, Tang Seng was not smart and clear, but he did not think that the little girl would do anything reckless. If it's true, it was also last night. In the next few days, Jiuxi Rose Garden is completely the world of Tang Monk and Yu Minshan. Tang Monk, who has learned some fur from the banshee, will fully understand that he will apply that turbulent scene to practice, so that Yu Minshan can enjoy a full sense of satisfaction again and again. The two of them also live a married life similar to that of ordinary people.

It's the third day. The news came from Song Shen, saying that Director Song was free this afternoon. The location is at my home. I'll pick you up in person.

In the afternoon, Song Shen appeared in the Jiuxi Rose Garden. After getting on the bus, Tang Seng asked, "What about the group of oranges?" How did you make it like it disappeared these days?

"Brother. You and your sister-in-law are affectionate and love each other. Orange and they have the nerve to intervene. When you do things with your sister-in-law, make a noise and let others see it or not? Song Shen, who was driving, joked.

"It seems that those animals have been bought by you, the evil sugar coating. Actually, it doesn't have to be like that. Everyone has a foundation at home. Even I'm afraid to take it out, and I don't have to deliberately make friends. Since this group of guys regard you as a buddy for the first time, they are lifelong buddies. Tang Monk laughed.

"Brother. I understand. In fact, I don't have any kind of fancy intestines. If it weren't for their brothers. They are the sons of a provincial governor. I don't pay attention to them. It's boring. I can't mention that interest to make friends. It's still comfortable to hang out with you." Song Shentian, who was driving, rubbed on Tang Monk shamelessly. Seeing this dishonest driver, Tang Monk couldn't wait to kick him down. He was so shameless.

"Bear by the way, have you been in touch with Brother Wolf these days?"

"None. Brother Wolf is on a mission all day, so he doesn't have time to pay attention to me, a little boy. That is, I called him a few years ago and said that he was on a mission. It's very confidential and serious. Since then, the mobile phone can't get through, and it may have been detained.

"The wolf travels all over the world! He has a wolf nature in his bones. It is bound to be able to break into a different world. God, it's time for you to fight.

"Brother. I don't know what to do. I always feel boring. There are no ups and downs in life. It's not as plain as a woman's menstruation once a month. At least feel the feeling of pain.

"Work hard and rely on your father's position to get an official and a half-time job. It's not bad to learn from your father."

"It's boring. I always feel that my father is too careful. He is walking step by step all the time. In ancient times, he was the kind of person who squatted in his position and led the official silver to live a meager day. What I like is the great heroism and power of galloping on the battlefield.

"The knowledge is short enough. If your father is really as simple as you think, I'm afraid he doesn't have the ability to rise from a section chief to the current director. Don't be so ambitious, rely on the contacts you have accumulated, rely on the skills you have learned little by little, and try your best to climb up. China is so big that there are so many awesome people. What really mixes up is only a few. On the one hand, my own situation is on the other hand. You are not stupid, and you are a backer with such a strong background. You can definitely get your own land. You are not small. It's boring to fight and kill all day long. The generals and heroes you have seen have all died in the hands of civil servants. It's not good to hit people. If you know it step by step, if you know how to work, that's the real great wisdom. Learn more from your father. He has eaten more salt than you have eaten. Not to mention that what Brother Tang said doesn't like to listen to. Although it is not a famous saying, it is also a little desirable. Tang Seng taught Song Shen in a way, not because Song Shen has been helping him constantly, but because he still likes this child. He hopes that this child can become a good hero and a hero in the future. Don't think about it. There is no need for heroes in peacetime, as long as the right country is right. From the people, that is a good person.

"Brother, I see. I want to think about what path I should take. But, brother, if I make up my mind to follow you. You don't think I'll add a block to you!" Song Shen asked with a smile.

"Get out of here. I don't have any ambition.

The car soon arrived at a very ordinary community, which was not a tall house, but just an ordinary residential house. It's not too unexpected for the Tang monk. A person who knows how to do it step by step can understand the truth that wealth is not exposed. Otherwise, even if you don't become the target of public criticism, you will at least be hit by a stick.

"Brother. Is there a feeling of frustration?" After getting out of the car, Song Shen smiled and said.

"The car you drive should be someone else's, right?"

"Brother. You are awesome."

"It seems that your father is better than I thought. I can't help but feel a little nervous to see such an older generation. Tang Monk said jokingly. But he couldn't see any nervous expression. He didn't come to ask for help.

The house is not small, but it seems a little small for a director. More than 150 square meters. There is no grandi and more simple color. However, the cleaning is well organized, but there is not even a servant.

"Mom. Where's my father?" After entering the door, I saw a middle-aged woman sitting in the living room looking through books. Her temperament was noble and elegant. At a glance, I knew that it was not a small family. The temperament between her hands and feet could show that she was definitely the kind of noble woman who often participated in SPA.

"In the study. This is the Tang Dingyi you often mention. Come on, Ding Yi, sit down." The noble woman did not have the same indifference as her temperament, and she had a little more enthusiasm.

"How are you, auntie?"

"Good. Eat fruit."

"Mom, I took Brother Tang to see my father."

"Go ahead!"

Song Jungle.

It's not powerful, it's not majestic. There is no enthusiasm. There is a little more temperament of a high-ranking person. This is Tang Monk's first evaluation of Song Jungle. It feels a little heroic.

"Dad! This is the Tang brother I mentioned to you. He always took good care of me when I was at school.

"Ye-huh. God, go and pour a cup of tea. Go to Longjing!"

Hearing his father's words, Song Shen left the study. However, Song Jungle did not ask Tang Seng about it, and continued to watch it with "Tian Erya" written by Premier Wen. Tang Monk did not disturb him. He just looked at the other party without looking randomly. He just looked at half of the back of the middle-aged man who was studying hard at this time. After a while, Song Jungle put aside the book he had just read with a delicate bookmark and looked at the calm young man. He smiled and asked, "Do you have a good relationship with God?"

"It's okay. There is no intrigue, no clever words. It's all sincere."

"I am such a son. I am usually busy with a lot of work and no time to discipline him, which also makes him arrogant and domineering. Look down on others. This is all my father's incompetent. No one has ever been praised by him so much, that is, Xu Lang of the Xu Zhenshan family has a temper with him. But I'm surprised that he thinks so highly of you. I once asked him: Are you and your brother Tang a friend who eats on the table, or a brother who fights tigers? He told me: Although I sometimes have a little mood, it's just the kind of brothers who break the bones and connect the tendons. Can you tell me how to get along with him? At this time, Song Jungle completely showed the appearance of a good father without any official prestige.

"I can't talk about how to get along with each other. Although God is a little arrogant and domineering, he is not a bad person and easy to communicate with. It is also easier to understand the problem than ordinary people. Tang Monk said lightly.

Speaking of this, Song Shen came over with two cups of tea brewed by himself, put it down and left. There is no extra stay. He knows that there are some secrets between Tang Monk and his father that he can't know yet, which can be understood from Brother Tang's previous words to him.

"Say it! What's the matter with me?" Just now, Song Jungle, who didn't want to waste time, asked bluntly.

"Since Director Song is so blunt, I'm not going to twist it anymore. Fei Xiangfeng and Nangong Lie. I'm sure Director Song still remembers these two names!" Tang Monk, who was holding the teacup, said slowly, put the teacup to his mouth, and carefully observed the man who had become the director at this time. Song Jungle, who was about to take up the teacup, trembled. Instantly, he calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip and said, "Of course I know, I came from BJ, and I heard a little about the battle between the two people."

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as hearing it, is it?"

"Who are you? I also know what happened back then.

"I know."

"Tang Dingyi, your surname is Tang. Humph, I didn't expect it to be the grandson of Tang Han. I said. There is the hegemony of Mr. Tang in his bones, or he will not convince my son. Say it. What are you coming to me for? Song Jungle, who knows the general situation, is not too frightened. After all, that matter has passed, and it is all old things that are not worth mentioning. I didn't use any unbearable means to attack Nangong Lie. There is no concept of body oblique.

"Cooperation."

"Cooperation? What cooperation?"

"Maybe you don't know that the descendants of Nangong Lie have appeared in BJ. And I also want to get the gold piece that our Tang family kept in those years that we reached an agreement between you.

"What did you say? Does Nangong Lie have descendants? Song Jungle, who has always been calm, couldn't help shouting in surprise. He obviously didn't expect this kind of thing. Many people knew that Nangong Lie died after the commercial war. Fei Xiangfeng also disappeared. Those who get benefits from the Fei family are engaged in their own affairs, some are officials, and some are businessmen.

"Don't think I'm cheating on you. This is what I heard in BJ. Fei Wuji, a descendant of the Fei family, wanted to enter me, and Nangong Yueli, a descendant of the Nangong family, also wanted to enter me, but I have been hesitant. In order not to let me join the other side, the two of them are bound to want to attack me, and I have no choice. Tang Monk said his situation without reservation.

"Are you sure that they are the descendants of the Nangong family?" Song Jungle still asked in disbelief.

"Definite."

Hearing the affirmative words of the other party, Song Jungle meditated for a long time with a teacup. Finally, he said, "What do you need me to do?"

"I want to develop my power from the south and then advance to the north. At that time, I will ask Director Song for more help." Tang Monk said lightly. This sentence obviously stimulated Song Jungle. He didn't expect that this young man who didn't look amazing would say such a thing wildly. Although Song Jungle doesn't know much about Nangong Yueli, he still knows about Fei Wuji, who is known as the prince. A person who can be called the prince in BJ is naturally not so easy to deal with.

"Are you afraid to play big and set yourself on fire?" Song Jungle, who had remained calm, asked.

"Afraid. But I'm afraid I have to play. Sometimes I won't let you go because I'm afraid of others.

"It's really the same as Mr. Tang. There is a heroism in his bones that he doesn't admit defeat. OK, I promise you. I can help you. But I also have a condition?"

"say."

"I hope you can play with your spirit. Polish him. I now understand why God worships and relies on you so much. Because you are really a rare man. I can rest assured that he will follow you. Song Juncheng, who has lived for most of his life, also understood some truths. His lifelong struggle is nothing more than a good future for his son. Now such a great opportunity may also be a good test of Song Shen's life. It's not a prosperous road, and it may not have a bright future in the future. My son, who has not been well educated for most of his life, believes in such a young man so that it would be better for him to fight with this young man.

"God is not an ordinary person. Maybe the future achievements will be better than mine. Do you really want me to block his light? Don't let him work hard by himself?" Tang Monk asked faintly. In fact, he was still more willing to let Song Shen follow him. After all, Song Shen followed him, and Song Jungle would definitely help himself without reservation.

"Although I'm also worried about this, at least someone should light up his light. You are not the second choice." Song Junge said with a smile, really laughing.

"You'd better ask for his advice. I don't have any problem here."

The peace talks between the two ended successfully. Song Jungle, who originally planned to deal with the documents, was in a good mood and planned to postpone the work that was not too important. He fiddled with a table of sumptuous dinner and had to let Tang Monk eat here. Tang Monk, who couldn't delay, drank a few glasses with Song Shen's Laozi, and Song Shen was also accompanied by wine. Drink it happily. When it was almost evening, Tang Monk left. I didn't ask Song Shen to give me a gift, saying that it was convenient to take a taxi, and I didn't need you to run back and forth.

Tang Monk, who didn't drink too much, took a car and left.

"Dad, what are you talking about with Brother Tang? I've never seen you chat so vigorously with a young man and invite him to dinner at home. I thought you were coldly sweeping Brother Tang out of the door, which made me so worried. Song Shen, who was sitting on the sofa in the study, drank tea and asked.

"God. Dad knows that he doesn't have time to take care of you. Dad didn't blame you for making you arrogant and domineering. But Dad doesn't want you to be so mediocre all your life. Ding Yi is right. You are a hero-level figure. Song Jungle, who was a little drunk and hazy, said with the tea made by his son. I have the idea of chatting with this son who has been talking to me for a few days and nights.

"Dad, what's wrong with you today? What on earth did Brother Tang say to you? Song Shen has never seen his father talk to him so seriously.

"Ding Yi is a good boy. There is domineering, backbone, courage, and brain. A rare talent. Your father, I have seen people all my life. Whether it is subordinates or bosses, I have never seen your father. Ding Yi's child's future achievements must be amazing. You will study hard by his side in the future. I believe you will learn a lot.