Rong Lang of Rebirth

Chapter 6 The Strange Rong Xun

When Rong Lang returned home, he rubbed his temples tiredly. He thought that he would meet Xi Zhan only after he graduated from high school, but he didn't expect to see him so soon, which made him unprepared.

Sighing, it seems that something, with his rebirth, began to change like a butterfly effect.

"Brother, you're back."

Rong Xun stood at the porch with a smile, Rong Lang didn't know why, but she had never been hostile to this younger sister, maybe in her previous life, she was sincere to herself, well, after all, she was only 12 years old.

With a faint "Yeah.", he turned around and put his shoes on, missing Rong Xun's suddenly deep eyes.

When Rong Lang took a glass of water and was about to go upstairs, Rong Xun's voice suddenly came.

The villa was very quiet, Rong Shihua and Bai Chu hadn't come back yet, and Rong Qirui already had his own independent villa, so Rong Xun's voice was very clear at night.

Rong Lang was frozen in place, because what Rong Xun called was not "Brother", but "Rong Lang".

He turned to look at Rong Xun, the girl was very quiet, her eyes seemed to be trying to suppress something, the ups and downs made him unable to see through for a moment.

"Rong Lang."

Rong Xun yelled again, and that voice was somewhat stubborn and serious.

Rong Lang slowly opened his legs and walked towards her. There was something wrong with this younger sister.

Rong Xun watched Rong Lang walk towards her, the things in her eyes finally fell silent, she smiled self-deprecatingly, now, she was really sure.

The lights in the room shone on the two of them, and it was quiet for a while, Rong Lang still didn't understand what was going on with this younger sister, so suddenly he was hugged around the waist.

Rong Xun hugged very hard, deeply buried her head in Rong Lang's chest.

"Rong Lang, Rong Lang..."

She yelled softly in her heart, but she didn't dare to open her mouth. She felt that her throat was congested, and her heart ached.

……

Rong Lang's first reaction when he came back to his senses was to pull the person out of his arms, but Rong Xun was like an octopus, he couldn't even tear it apart, and in the end he even used his feet.

"What are you doing?" Rong Lang was helpless.

Rong Xun buried her head deep again, and said in a muffled voice, "Can't I hug my brother?"

"Let go first, talk well." Even more helpless.

Rong Xun sniffed, her eyes were red, she stared at her, and suddenly she was troubled by Rong Lang.

"What am I doing! What's wrong with giving you a hug? Didn't you often hug you before?"

Rong Lang didn't care about this person who seemed to him to be ill suddenly, he gave her a weird look, turned around and walked upstairs, Rong Xun followed behind him with his teeth gritted.

"Brother, where are you going to go during the summer vacation? Take me with you." Rong Lang ignored him.

"Brother, there is a new ice cream shop that is nice, don't you like it too? Let's go together."

Sighing: "Rong Xun, what happened to you tonight?"

Rong Xun bowed his head, "I just want to stay with you for a while."

The emotions in his eyes welled up when he lowered his head, like a black vortex that exploded, dangerous and fatal.

Rong Lang was helpless, "Don't follow me, I'll go back to my room to sleep, be obedient."

Rong Xun saw that his spirit was indeed not very good, but this time he nodded obediently, watching Rong Lang slowly go up the stairs, and then disappeared.

She slowly spread out her palms, the flesh was bloody from holding it too hard, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up into a smile, her eyes rolled, and her whole face suddenly became a little coquettish.

Rong Lang returned to the room, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, his fingers holding the porcelain cup turned white, and he took a few mouthfuls of ice water to relieve his inner anxiety. Many things were different from the previous life.

Rong Xun, in the last life, Rong Xun left the country at the age of 15, and then only came back every few years. He didn't stay at the Rong's house when he came back, he only showed up at dinner, until later Rong Shihua arranged for Xi Zhan and He never saw Rong Xun's marriage again.

Why do you think Rong Xun treats you well?Because no matter at home or abroad, she always keeps the best things for herself.

For so many years abroad, she would send herself something every other month, and it could be seen that she put her heart into it, and he was the only one in the Rong family who had this honor.

Ripples in Rong Lang's eyes seemed to be broken, and the ripples turned into black whirlpools after a while, and he closed his eyes tiredly, turned around and leaned his back gently against the glass window, the hand holding the cup hanging down in front of him.

The dim light outside the window shone on him, against the light, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, making him a bit more mysterious.

The current Rong Xun is different, and there will be many things in the future that will be different from the previous life. Every step he takes must be steady, otherwise, he will lose everything.

……

When he went downstairs in the morning, Rong Shihua was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Standing at the stairs, Rong Lang looked at this man. He had a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows, a slightly hooked nose, calm and pretentious, and thin lips. People with this kind of face are ruthless to themselves and even more ruthless to others.

"Here, come and read today's newspaper." Rong Shihua spoke to him, but he didn't take his eyes off the newspaper.

Rong Lang walked over, took another copy from the coffee table, and looked at it seriously.

It's about Feng's Group, which probably means that Feng's internal turmoil and several major shareholders are at odds.

Rong Lang squinted his eyes, thinking of the general manager surnamed Chen. Rong Shihua planned to give himself to him in his last life, not only because this person was the general manager.

If it's just the general manager, with the Rong family's wealth, there's no need to curry favor with him.

Chen Boyuan, to be more complete, should be the managing director of Fengshi, who holds real power, and Fengshi is the fourth-ranked star-making factory in China. Many first-line stars are owned by Fengshi, but the reputation of Fengshi is not very good. That's it.

Chen Boyuan's penchant for eating all men and women is well-known in the circle, and the methods he uses on those men and women are even more disgusting. Few of the Feng family have escaped his vicious hands.

Rong Lang frowned. Chen Boyuan seemed to have something to do with the Gu family. It seemed that a man named Gu Donglin joined the Fang family a long time ago. He won the trust of the Fang family leader and handed over his company to the family before he died. Since then, the Fang family has used the surname Gu to address him.

In fact, she still has more or less the glory of the real Gu family.Although this Gu family is not as good as the four famous families, it is still the top one in Kyoto.

He suddenly thought of that child Gu Ye, at such a young age, he had learned a lot about being mean and mean.

"Feng's stock has fallen a little bit. Mr. Chen asked me to discuss it not long ago. We made an appointment to meet today. You can learn from it when you have time and accumulate experience. It will be useful to manage the company in the future." Rong Shihua said calmly. opening.

Rong Lang scoffed in his heart, but his face was serious.

"Dad, for a company as big as Feng's, the people behind it are all quite powerful. It stands to reason that the newspaper would not dare to write this so blatantly, but it just wrote it and made it the headline. What, Have you thought about the reason?"

Rong Shihua looked at him with narrowed eyes as if he had suddenly come to his senses.

"You mean, someone is targeting Feng Shi?"

Rong Lang thought, this is not what I said.

"If you dare to target the Feng family, the forces behind the other party must be stronger than it." Rong Shihua directly made up the following content.

Rong Lang wasn't worried at all, Rong Shihua always knew what was best for him.

At this time.

"Master, Mr. Chen asked you to meet at eleven o'clock." The old butler said respectfully.

Rong Shihua suddenly felt a little irritable in his heart. He dropped the newspaper, frowned and thought about the stakes. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Tell him I have an important meeting at eleven o'clock."

Rong Lang's eyes were stained with sarcasm, sure enough, just throw it away when you don't need it, this is his usual style.