Chapter 46: Building Wanqiu
Chapter 46: Building Wanqiu
Hong Zhiyou returned to the station.
After taking a shower, he changed into a suit and went straight to Mu Liancheng's house.
When we arrived at the Mu family, many workers were moving boxes.
"Boss Mu, what are you doing?" Hong Zhiyou asked with his hands in his pockets and a cold smile.
“I had stored some flour before, but it was about to go moldy.
“Donated.
"To contribute to the country."
Mu Liancheng laughed dryly.
Let’s move.
Anyway, everything is mine.
"Mrs. Huizi is not here? I also want to try the sushi she made last time." Hong Zhiyou came to the living room and looked around.
"She couldn't stay idle so she went to the club to dance." Mu Liancheng replied.
"Boss Mu, you are almost sixty this year.
"Mrs. Huizi looks powerful, can you handle it?
"Give me some of that pill from last time."
Hong Zhiyou pretended to be friendly.
"Okay, okay." Mu Liancheng asked Butler Pang to get the things.
Hong Zhiyou put it aside first:
"You've been busy lately, you don't want to run away, do you?"
"This is the party-state's world. Where can I run to?" Mu Liancheng laughed awkwardly.
"That Mr. Zhuang might already be in the interrogation room right now." Hong Zhiyou stopped smiling and nodded.
Mu Liancheng's face changed drastically.
He didn't expect that Jinhai Station had already set its sights on him.
"I'm short of money recently, and I hope Mr. Mu can be generous and give me some help." Hong Zhiyou was clearly extorting money.
"Secretary Hong.
"You and Wanqiu are almost together, so let's relax a bit as a family." Mu Liancheng bowed quickly.
"It's because it's almost done and I need to feed one more mouth to feed, so I came to you.
"Since we are a family, you can't just watch Wanqiu and I suffer."
Is Hong Zhi more shameless than others?
"Yes, that's interesting."
Mu Liancheng knew that these grandsons were tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves, and it was useless to play the emotional card.
He immediately sent Butler Pang to fetch five thousand US dollars.
Hong Zhiyou gladly accepted it.
"Zhiyou."
As they were chatting, Wanqiu stood on the second floor and leaned over the railing and called him.
“Move slowly.
"I'm going to accompany Wanqiu."
Hong Zhiyou got up and went upstairs.
"You are so bad. You are blackmailing my uncle again." As soon as they met, Wanqiu pouted and snorted.
“You are a big lady, you don’t have to worry about food and clothing.
“I’m different, I get a fixed salary.
"A casual cheongsam would cost you more than ten dollars.
"If I don't ask your uncle for money, how can I support you?"
Hong Zhiyou kissed her on her red lips and winked and grinned in a pretentious manner.
"If you don't have money, I'll just eat coarse food with you." Wanqiu said gently.
"So well-behaved?" Hong Zhiyou raised his eyebrows.
"Well, who made me your daughter?" Wanqiu's eyes were full of spring love.
"No, let me take a break today. I just delivered the food at noon and I feel a little weak."
Girl, you get it once you tease me, right... Hong Zhiyou held her hips and begged for mercy.
“No.
“If you don’t give it to me, you will give it to others.
"Why should I let those goblins get away with it!"
Wanqiu snorted coquettishly, like a little fighting cock.
“Forget it.
“You are just…addicted!
"Hate it, you're the one who's addicted."
The two rolled into a ball, laughing.
The torture went on endlessly until after ten o'clock, and Hong Zhiyou decisively begged for mercy.
He works hard all day long.
Wanqiu ate a lot of delicacies from land and sea, which made her blood surge, and she had abundant energy and stamina.
Plus it tastes delicious.
Hong Zhiyou has no self-respect and can be really drained by her.
"Wanqiu, have you thought about your future path?" Hong Zhiyou hugged her and asked lovingly.
“I haven’t thought about it.
"I'll follow you, and live happily every day. When you're gone one day, I'll say goodbye to this world."
Wanqiu said somewhat sadly.
"Mad, why are you doing this again?
"Don't say such unlucky words in front of me.
“Aren’t you a talented girl?
“You can write poetry, be a poet or a writer.
“Yes, just write poetry.
"If Lin Huiyin can be popular, you can be popular too!
"No!" "I can give you piano music. With your playing skills, as a poet and pianist, you can definitely beat Lin Huiyin and others."
Hong Zhiyou slapped her butt and suggested happily.
"I am Lin Huiyin, are you Liang Sicheng?" Wanqiu stared at him, unable to get enough of him.
“No comparison.
“He’s an architect, I’m a womanizer.
"No matter what, I have to make you more popular than his wife.
"Don't hold your hands anymore. Get up. I have something important to do."
Hong Zhiyou pushed her little hand away and sat down naked at the table.
Swish!
He wrote three piano pieces in one breath.
Two popular songs, "A Dream of Red Mansions" and "A Small Town Story".
Then, I wrote another poem.
Wanqiu picked up the pajamas and gently draped them over him.
Quietly watching the elf-like notes and words jumping on the paper.
I'm afraid it might not be accurate.
Hong Zhiyou went to the piano and played it again.
Wanqiu was stunned by what she heard.
She was sure that the music composed by Hong Zhiyou was heavenly music never before heard.
"Jingle Bell."
The phone in the room rang.
Wanqiu took it and immediately gave it to Hong Zhiyou:
"Stationmaster Wu."
Hong Zhiyou quickly stood up and answered: "Stationmaster, it's me."
"Yes, I'll be right back."
hang up the phone.
Hong Zhiyou kissed Wanqiu and said goodbye hastily:
“Something happened at the station, I have to rush back.
“These pieces must be practiced well, and the poems must be recited more often.
“The chairman will be going to the Northeast in a few days, and his wife may stay in Jinhai for a few days. There will be a reception for the literary and art circles at that time.
"This is a great opportunity for you to take off the label of a traitor and establish yourself and make a name for yourself."
After saying that, he put on his clothes and walked quickly downstairs.
"Zhiyou." Wanqiu chased after him.
"What's wrong?" Hong Zhiyou asked.
"You forgot to wear it..." Wanqiu reminded with a blushing face.
"Forget it. You'll be back tomorrow anyway, so just keep it to accompany you tonight." Hong Zhiyou smiled wickedly and left quickly.
"How bad."
Wanqiu muttered something and returned to her room.
She picked up the poem and recited it softly.
I Love This Land
"If I were a bird.
"I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
……
"—and then I died,
"Even the feathers rot in the earth.
"Why do I always have tears in my eyes?
"Because I love this land so deeply..."
After Wanqiu finished reading, she covered her mouth in disbelief.
An unprecedented excitement echoed in her heart.
“W-why?
“Zhi You, how can such a mercenary and shrewd person write such profound poetry?
"Did Zhi lie to me?
“I may not be able to become Lin Huiyin, but I am definitely not inferior to Liang Sicheng.
"Heaven.
"What good deeds did I do in my previous life that God would be so kind to me and let me meet him!"
Wanqiu suddenly felt a light in her heart and she felt she had infinite power.
No longer confused.
No longer afraid.
She held the poem in her hand, tears streaming down her cheeks like jade beads.
……
Wu Jingzhong is not a person who likes to work overtime.
Now that he is not counting US dollars and appreciating antiques in his mansion, the phone calls have come to Mu Liancheng's house.
not good.
Something is going to happen!
Hong Zhiyou drove back to the station as fast as he could.
Arrived at the office.
Yu Zecheng is standing in the corner as punishment.
Wu Jingzhong's face turned gloomy and dark.
"Stationmaster, what happened?" Hong Zhiyou looked at the two men and asked in a deep voice.
"What's the matter? Ask him." Wu Jingzhong pointed at Yu Zecheng angrily.
……
(End of this chapter)