mousepad-d2 Chapter 47 You will find out soon
Chapter 47 You will find out soon
"Xiaoyuan, I am willing to treat you well. Because you have been an attractive child since you were a child. You deserve this. This will not change."
"In addition, what you may not know is that there are many things in you that I wanted to have, but couldn't. You are my dream, and I am willing to protect you forever for this reason."
"It's one of my personal interests."
"Selfishness two... Your parents are because of me, I am very sorry for them, and I am very sorry for you. I want to treat you better, even better. If necessary, if you are willing, within the scope of my ability, I am willing to take care of you forever."
"I treat you well and don't ask for anything in return. If I have to say what I want, I just want you to grow up safely, healthily and happily."
"I'm sorry if I acted out of proportion and caused you to misunderstand, and then gave birth to feelings that shouldn't be there."
Island; Xi; alone; home.
When Luo Wensheng was talking, Ning Yuan went from avoiding looking at him to staring at his eyes with red eyes. Finally, when Luo Wensheng said "I'm sorry", Ning Yuan raised the corners of his mouth and gave him a cold smile, Get up and go.
Luo Wensheng grabbed him quickly with quick eyes and hands.
Ning Yuan struggled with his back to Luo Wensheng, "I said I was just joking! Who likes you! You are 12 years older than me! Am I crazy? I like an old man like you!"
But at the end of the yelling, Ning Yuan suddenly lost his strength, knelt on the ground with a "plop", covered his eyes with one hand and cried, "But I'm just crazy..."
Luo Wensheng: "..."
My heart was suddenly twisted hard, it hurt so badly.
"Why are you so hateful, how can you bear to hurt me like this... I have regressed, why do you still pull me over, you have to tell me again clearly?!"
Ning Yuan knelt on the ground, buried his head in the crook of his arms, his thin back arched in an extremely fragile arc, as if just one more feather could completely crush him.
Luo Wensheng looked at Ning Yuan, his heart ached beyond measure.
He also asked himself, why did he hurt him so much, this child whom he loved so dearly.
Because it is necessary.
Some things cannot be avoided.
Luo Wensheng leaned over and grabbed Ning Yuan's arm to pull him up, then half pulled and half hugged him on the sofa, knelt down on one knee at his feet, and held his face, asking him not to hide from him.
Ning Yuan looked at Luo Wensheng, who was kneeling in front of him with red eyes and heartache all over his face, gritted his teeth, and gave him a hard push!
"You beat me! You scold me! You don't want me to seduce me like this again! Why are you such a bastard!"
Luo Wensheng, who was pushed to the ground, knelt down in front of Ning Yuan again, looking at him from bottom to top, "Did you like me less when I hit you just now?"
Ning Yuan: "..."
No, he was even full of joy because of Luo Wensheng's intolerance and love.
To like someone is to become so humble, more and more second best.
If he doesn't like me, then his intolerance and pampering are also good.
If he is ruthless, it would be good to get his attention.
If he completely ignores it... as long as I can still watch him silently from some distant place, that's fine.
Sometimes, liking someone is just so unreasonable.
Nothing to do with the other party.It has nothing to do with what the other party does.
Just because I plunged in and didn't want to climb out.
Self-sacrifice, self-moving.
Back and forth, that's all.
"If it's useless, why should I beat you? Scold you? Or be indifferent to you? Find fault with you?" Luo Wensheng felt uncomfortable and his voice was tight, but he still tried his best to say to Ning Yuan in the same gentle tone as before, "Xiao Yuan , "Like" is a very beautiful thing, something that should be enjoyed and cared for. The love affairs that happen at your age are usually the most beautiful and unforgettable love affairs in your life. You are the most suitable to talk about In the years of love, you fell in love with someone. You are not wrong. You should not suffer any violence or cold violence for no reason."
Ning Yuan watched Luo Wensheng look straight into his eyes, looked at his fluttering lips, and listened to his gentle words, as if catching a glimmer of light from the sky in the boundless dark night, he couldn't help but rejoice, "I'm right? You mean , I can like..."
Luo Wensheng didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, and cruelly hid the ray of skylight, "You are, you fell in love with the wrong person."
Ning Yuan: "..."
"Xiaoyuan, it was me who was wrong." Luo Wensheng closed his eyes to hide the turbulent emotions in his heart. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and summoned up his courage, "I could have talked to you earlier. Let's talk about it... It's me being cowardly, avoiding, and turning a blind eye that's why you're sitting here so sad today."
"So, I won't ask you to do anything. You just need to do as usual. Leave the rest to me."
"I don't understand." Ning Yuan sat there, torn apart by Luo Wensheng's tenderness and rejection, his tears couldn't stop falling, "As usual? Do you know what my 'usual' is like? I like you, But I dare not say it. I like you, but I want to watch you talk about the wedding date with other people! I like you, but I know... I know it will bother you, it will give you a lot of trouble, if I like you, I shouldn't make it so difficult for you, so I shouldn't like you...but I can't control myself..."
Luo Wensheng took out a tissue and gently wiped away the tears on the young man's face, "So I said, you don't need to let yourself be so depressed anymore. You can like me, and you can even ask me to treat you right at the right time and place. Respond to your likes. I will also care about you and take care of you as usual. The only difference is that I will let you know more about me that you may never know before. And for me like this, I don’t You are allowed to turn a blind eye."
Ning Yuan, who was already in a mess in his mind, was even more confused, "You... allow me to like you?"
"It's better not to block. If you like this kind of thing, there's no way to forcefully stop it. You will like me, most likely because I also want to establish a good, even perfect image in front of you. So, Xiao Yuan, no If you need to escape, just stand at the place closest to me and watch me carefully."
Luo Wensheng showed a very gentle smile to Ning Yuan, and then said a very cruel sentence: "Soon you will find that I am not worthy of your liking at all."
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In the past, Ning Yuan would always ask Luo Wensheng to take him in actual combat from time to time, and Luo Wensheng promised well that he would bring Ning Yuan if there was a "suitable opportunity", but the "suitable opportunity" never came.
Now Ning Yuan was completely engrossed in Luo Wensheng, without thinking about it, but Luo Wensheng took the initiative to mention it.
He took Ning Yuan to a luxurious office building in the city center. On the left side of the lobby on the first floor was a famous coffee chain store.Luo Wensheng, who covered half of his face with huge sunglasses, led Ning Yuan, who was wearing a mask, in, and sat down to order.
Ning Yuan watched curiously all the way. The crowd gathered in the hall, holding some bloody signs with black letters on a red background, or red letters on a white background. Liar! Song Ming pays back the money!" A group of uncles and aunts.The young security guards lined up in three rows, forming a human wall, struggling to stop the grandparents who were rushing forward.
On one side of the crowd, a simple tent was set up. Inside the tent was a young man with disabled legs and half body burned.Two women are taking care of him, like mother and sister.There are wheelchairs next to the tent, and piles of bedding, food, water, and even laundry to dry.It appears that they have camped here for a number of days.
"What are they doing?" asked Young Master Ning, who had no knowledge of the world and the sufferings of the world.
He was naturally asking Luo Wensheng, but Luo Wensheng remained silent, and the waiter answered enthusiastically:
"Come to ask for money.
The 13th to 15th floors of this building is a loan company called 'Yongchang Credit'.When online lending first emerged two years ago, their profits were very good!Various benefits!Their employees don’t have to pay for coffee when they come to our store to buy coffee, it’s all charged to the company’s account!
In the first half of this year, for some reason, a large number of employees were suddenly laid off. We are here, and we can see their employees leaving with small boxes every day.Sitting here drinking coffee at noon, but anyone who talks about resignation or dismissal, don't guess, it must be their family.
I don't know what kind of rumors spread out. Investors and creditors felt that the momentum was wrong and wanted to withdraw their capital.The bosses withdrew their capital, and the rest are these ordinary people, so it will be hard for them.
I don’t know much about this financial matter. I only heard something when the former employees were chatting, saying that the withdrawal of capital caused the capital chain to break, and the Ponzi scheme collapsed... In short, the money invested by those old men and women, I’m afraid Is not coming back slightly.Thinking about it makes my heart ache, and I don't know what I will use for the rest of my life to provide for the elderly.
They come to make trouble every day, so that we have no business here.The law firms and study abroad consulting companies in the building were also very annoyed by 'Yongchang', saying that they were implicated and affected their business.
These grandpas and aunts are fierce, they hang themselves when they cry, make trouble, and some have their sons who are gangsters to make trouble with them... Have you seen the 120 ambulance at the door?For emergency use!There was a conflict yesterday!See the crack on the glass door of our store?Played yesterday!Ouch!It wasn't my class yesterday afternoon, so I came here today to listen to my friends, it's really thrilling.
... Ah, sorry, I'm just a chatterbox.Well, sir, have you ordered yet? "
The waiter took the order, turned around to prepare the meal, Luo Wensheng pushed his sunglasses in the direction of the trouble, his face under the sunglasses was indifferent.
"Wen Sheng, why did you bring me here...?" Ning Yuan was puzzled.
"'Yongchang' belongs to the Luo family." Luo Wensheng told Ning Yuan in a low voice.
Ning Yuan: "...!!!"
"Doesn't the Luo family have a lot of money? Why don't you invest in it and let the funds continue to circulate?" Young Master Ning, who had read many books but was still at the stage of talking on paper, didn't understand.
Luo Wensheng took a sip of the coffee brought by the waiter, slowly put it down, and only told Ning Yuan two words, "Naive."
Ning Yuan, who was well-clothed and well-fed, couldn't see the human tragedy in front of him, so he turned his body to avoid letting the miserable mother and child into his field of vision.
"The mother and son over there are also victims?" The boy trembled.
"It seems so." Luo Wensheng's tone was very indifferent.
"They are so pitiful! It's already November, how cold it is to sleep in this place! That...the burnt person seems to be still bleeding...Isn't it best to send them to the hospital? At least, at least take them It’s always okay to return the family’s money, right?” The young man with a pure and beautiful inner world was about to cry.
But Luo Wensheng still only told him two words coldly, "Naive."
Ning Yuan looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.Want to look into his eyes through those dark sunglasses.He didn't want to believe that the person who was so gentle to him would be so cold-blooded when faced with this situation.
But all he could see was the indifferent face under the sunglasses.
A middle-aged man full of nervousness entered the coffee shop, and quickly found Luo Wensheng in a shop with few customers, but he was a little surprised when he saw Ning Yuan beside Luo Wensheng.
Ning Yuan watched him trot over and sat down nervously.
"Third Master."
Luo Wensheng didn't introduce Ning Yuan to him, but just asked, "Where is Song Ming?"
It was a cold day, and the middle-aged man sweated nervously, "I-I haven't found anyone yet..."
Luo Wensheng tapped the rioting crowd with his chin, "Has it been two weeks? Why haven't you dealt with it yet?"
Ancestor hey!Don't say two weeks, even two months or two years, I'm afraid it can't be handled well.The middle-aged man was about to cry, but he could only nod his head and say, "Yes, yes, we are not doing well."
He gritted his teeth, and decided to speak out about his difficulties, "Third Master, what happened yesterday alarmed the reporters... We are afraid that if we continue, we will hurt Luo..."
Luo Wensheng drank his coffee unhurriedly, "I alarmed the reporter yesterday, but did it appear in the newspaper today?"
"Ah?" The middle-aged man was taken aback, and soon seemed to understand something, "I understand, third master."
Luo Wensheng got up, and Ning Yuan hurriedly put down his half-drinked coffee and got up.Luo Wensheng loosened the scarf hanging around his neck, covered the small half of his face that was exposed outside the sunglasses, and then turned sideways to put the mask on Ning Yuan.
"Work hard, do well, Song Ming's seat is yours."
"Yes! Thank you, Third Master!" The tension faded from the middle-aged man's body like a tide, and what came up again was full of obvious ambition.
When Ning Yuan got into Luo Wensheng's black car, through the car window, he could see the young and strong security guards throwing the dismantled tents, bedding, food, and water out of the gate of the office building. Immediately afterwards, Amidst the crying of a group of elders and aunts, the young man with disabled legs and burns was also thrown out in a wheelchair.If it weren't for the joint efforts of the grandpa and aunt to rescue him, the wheelchair would have rolled down the spotless stone steps in front of the office building, killing the poor young man on the spot.
Ning Yuan heard a sharp female voice shouting "I'll fight with you!", the two sides quickly scuffled into a ball in front of the magnificent revolving door of the office building, the batons were raised high and swung down heavily——
A pair of bony and thin palms covered Ning Yuan's wide-open eyes, and the clean voice he was used to hearing came from his ears, "Don't look."
Wen Liang's palm was removed, and Ning Yuan turned to look at Luo Wensheng.Under the sunglasses are the man's pale skin and slightly dark red lips from the cold wind.The corners of the lips were slightly pressed, and there was no trace of movement on the stern face, which was bloodthirsty and cold-blooded.
It was Luo Wensheng who he didn't know.
The black car passed through several streets and came to a tea house with an extremely classic facade.It is said to be a tea house, but it also provides meals.As the dinner time approaches, there are already many diners in the tea house, and it can be seen that the business is very good.
But Ning Yuan felt very depressed, because they walked through the tea house and came to the backyard, the road became more and more remote.
The man who looked like a waiter, but with an inexplicable murderous look on his body led them to an iron door, knocked on the door for the agreed code, and then bowed and retreated.
The door was opened, and it looked like a warehouse inside, with two large buckets, a few shovels, and some miscellaneous tools in the corner.There was a pale chandelier on the ceiling, and a thin iron stool under the chandelier, on which was tied a middle-aged man with sunken eyes and listless spirit.The moment he saw the person coming, the middle-aged man jumped up and yelled: "Luo Wensheng! I'm your mother! I'm going to be your Luo family's bull and horse... Uh! Uh--! U--! "
Before the scolding was over, the man was pushed back onto the stool by the strong man beside him and covered his mouth.
The man is none other than Song Ming, the legal representative of "Yongchang Credit".
Luo Wensheng took the document handed over by the person next to him, glanced at it, and found that the signature was blank, then raised his hand and patted the document on the person's head, "Trash, you can't do this well."
The tall and strong man lowered his head obediently, not daring to be indifferent.
Ning Yuan stood in the shadows, looking at everything that was about to happen in this small space with trepidation, seeing how much darkness he didn't know about the man he once regarded as a god.
Luo Wensheng clearly knew where Song Ming was, but he wanted to ask the whereabouts of that middle-aged man, Song Ming.
Will that middle-aged man soon be reduced to the same fate as Song Ming?
Someone moved a chair, Luo Wensheng strolled over, sat down, put his left leg on his right leg, leaned his upper body back, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, and pressed Song Ming and the two of them to lift their chins.
The liberated Song Ming didn't have the energy to scold anymore - he was covered with his mouth and nose just now, and was almost suffocated to death, now he can only gasp for breath.
"Tell me, why are you willing to sign?" Luo Wensheng said.
"I won't be your Luo family's scapegoat! I'd rather die than go to prison for 30 years!" Song Ming was extremely angry, but his breathing was unstable, and he looked a bit strong.
"I can find a way to reduce your sentence to 20 years." Luo Wensheng said calmly.
Song Ming wanted to explode in anger, "Why don't you fucking go to jail for 20 years?!"
"Yongchang has become like this, it is your own problem."
"Fart! If your Luo family doesn't take the lead in withdrawing capital, will Yongchang collapse? You just kill the donkey! If you have the ability, you will kill me, anyway, I won't sign!" look like.
"Even if you have seniors and juniors?" Luo Wensheng asked.
Song Ming sneered, "I knew you were going to play this game."
Luo Wensheng rubbed his pen cap with downcast eyes, and said in a flat tone: "They seem to live in - Country J, City R, District Q, Street K, No. 1173?"
Every time Luo Wensheng spit out the exact location, Song Ming's face became paler and paler.
Luo Wensheng smiled, "Although it's not as easy as it is in China, it's not difficult to find someone abroad and hire a killer. The whole family will be in fear for the rest of their lives, or use your 20-year prison for the rest of their lives to be safe?"
Song Ming gritted his teeth, and finally let out a sneer, not taking it seriously.
Luo Wensheng continued calmly, "As far as I know, Lingtang has sequelae of cerebral hemorrhage and should not be stimulated. Lingmei has congenital heart disease and needs expensive medical expenses and surgery fees to maintain her life. It's a pity——" Luo Wensheng Sheng tilted his head, and took out two cards and two certificates issued by foreign banks from his pocket, "All the money you are going to run away with is in my hands."
Song Ming stared blankly for a long time with his eyes wide open, his face that had vowed to fight to the end was completely defeated.
Luo Wensheng smiled, and handed over the document and pen, "I will find someone to take good care of you in prison. Ling Tang and Ling Ai will surely have no worries for the rest of their lives."
Ning Yuan: "..."
After solving Song Ming, Luo Wensheng did not take Ning Yuan away, but returned to the front hall, passed through the noisy and bustling banquet, and came to a quiet tea room.
Luo Wensheng said that it was inconvenient for Ning Yuan to attend the banquet directly, so he asked him to change into the waiter's clothes and "serve" here with another experienced waiter.
After a while, Qin Wenyu brought three other men to the banquet.Everyone here is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and the bureaucratic air is exuded from the toes to the tip of the hair.Qin Wenyu was taken aback when he saw Ning Yuan dressed as a waiter, but quickly regained his composure, and joined Luo Wensheng to socialize with these old men.
The things the men talked about were very confidential. Even if he was pretending to be a waiter, Ning Yuan couldn't stand here all the time. He could only come in with the "senior" when he was summoned.
After coming in a few times, he roughly understood the situation—these people were the big bosses of the Dongguo government in managing public opinion.
They said: No, no, the Yongchang incident is too big, and the impact is bad.
Luo Wensheng and Qin Wenyu spoke like lotus flowers, toasting cigarettes and wine.
They also said: No, no, the matter of Yongchang has had an extremely bad impact on the credit industry of the entire Dongguo. As the mastermind behind the scenes, the Luo family must take this responsibility.
After a few rounds of drinking, Luo Wensheng whispered a few words to the old man sitting in the main seat. The old man smiled happily, patted Luo Wensheng on the shoulder, and said with his tongue out, "Little Luo, you—— are capable of great things." A—sensible person, ah, I—are optimistic about you! If you—have said that earlier, I—has—had agreed to it!"
Luo Wensheng's tense shoulders finally relaxed. The fearful arrogance in front of Song Ming in the coffee shop before was completely gone. He lowered his head and smiled extremely obediently, "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Yang."
Editor-in-Chief Yang looked at Luo Wensheng, whose face was neither red nor pale, and said "tsk", "I——I have—a request!"
Luo Wensheng hurriedly said, "Editor-in-chief, tell me."
"You said——you two young people, ah, poured us—into this way, and you—seem to be okay—hiccup! This, hiccup! I—I'm not happy! "
Luo Wensheng hurriedly patted Editor-in-Chief Yang's back, stroked his chest, and said flatteringly, "Then, Editor-in-Chief, what do you want us to do, just speak up!"
Editor-in-Chief Yang waved at Ning Yuan: "That kid! You—come here!"
Ning Yuan was startled, and hurried forward, "You, you order!"
"You - help me - count, on this table - there are still, how many bottles of... ah wine."
Ning Yuan didn't know what it meant, so he obediently counted and reported: "There are still two bottles of white and five bottles of beer."
Qin Wenyu, who had been winking at Ning Yuan by the side but failed to be accepted, couldn't help but bite his teeth.It's over, it's over, it's useless, I have to crawl back tonight.My liver will be scrapped sooner or later!
"It's okay, there aren't many left." Editor Yang tilted his head and grinned at Luo Wensheng.
Luo Wensheng forced a smile.
Editor-in-Chief Yang waved his hand, "It's all done!"
Several other old men booed, "It's all done!"
How can I let the master share with me such a fucking thing.What is the meaning of my own existence?What is the purpose of practicing the skill of drinking liquor as water every day?
Just for now!
Qin Wenyu stepped forward, "Editor-in-Chief Yang, I'm not talking to you, I can handle this little wine by myself! Blow on the bottle! Just watch! Look after you!"
"Ka bang!" After opening a bottle of beer, Qin Wenyu was about to blow on the bottle after copying it——
Ning Yuan stood by the table stupidly, his eyes widened.
"Hey——" Editor-in-Chief Yang raised his hand to stop him, then turned his head and smiled at Luo Wensheng, "Xiao Luo, let me tell you—your people are not sensible."
Qin Wenyu: Fuck.
The word he is not because he is said to be ignorant, but because he knows——
Luo Wensheng smiled, got up, and looked at Ning Yuan, "Little friend, come on, open these remaining bottles of wine for me."
The author has something to say: It's the last day of 2019!Tomorrow is New Year's Day!Happy Holidays little angels!