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Volume 3 Shandong Thieves Chapter 137: Conspirators

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    This kind of mentality is very disgusting, a bit like a poor person who suddenly becomes rich one day and then wears gold and silver to regain the dignity that was looked down upon when he had no money.  I didn¡¯t regain my dignity back then, and now I want my son to stop making the same mistakes I did.  On the third floor of the Huangpu Club Restaurant, Mumu and I were sitting on the banquet. I poured her a glass of wine to express my gratitude.  At the same time, I have a higher regard for her in my heart. She helped me arrange everything today. These luxury cars alone are worth more than tens of millions.  What's even more frightening is the little girls. These little girls all come from famous families, and they will definitely be rich and beautiful in the future. But Mumu can talk about all their parents and come with Benben to act in a play.  You can imagine how much energy this requires.  I frowned slightly and looked at the soup girl sitting across from me, eating with chopsticks, and said playfully: "I really doubt what your family does." Mumu smiled and said: "Don't guess,  My dad¡¯s monthly income is more than 10,000 yuan, so he really doesn¡¯t have much money.¡± I raised my glass and said, ¡°If you don¡¯t have money, you have power.¡± Mumu frowned and said something very vulgar: ¡°Serve the people.  ¡± This is a very nonsense and vulgar statement, said at this time, and the meaning can be understood after thinking about it.  I teased her: "Serving the RMB." "It's boring." Mumu glared at me: "I said, is that little guy your son?" I nodded.  Mumu asked again: "Aren't you afraid of teaching your son a bad education? He is so young, yet you give him such a luxurious life. Don't you know that a son raised by a poor man is a daughter raised by a rich man?" "You are right, raised by a poor man.  My son, a wealthy daughter. But if you have to tolerate it after being bullied, it will only destroy a person's spirit. Everything must be done in a relaxed manner. Men can be bullied, but revenge must not be overnight."  He looked into Mumu's eyes and said.  Mumu smiled, tasted the red wine in the glass, frowned and said, "Your son must have a good mother." "Why?" I asked her in surprise.  She said: "Because your son is very cute." I was helpless.  The farce finally came to an end. Benben was sent away, and so were these little girls.  Even after the seven-year-old Gao Fushuai and Chen Siyi were sent away, Mumu and I came out of the restaurant.  After paying the bill and preparing to leave, Mumu asked me: "Are you driving?" I shook my head and said, "I am a car-free person now." Mumu thought for a while and said, "Then you can take me home.  , I just drank.¡± I said, ¡°Sister, I drank too.¡± Mumu said, ¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯m not afraid of death, I¡¯m just afraid of being caught drinking and driving.¡± I said, ¡°¡­¡± I drove Mumu¡¯s car.  I dropped her off and took a taxi home.  Ben Ben was telling Sun Xiaoqing what happened today, and Sun Xiaoqing was stunned.  Finally, he glared at me hard and said, "It's good not to teach your children." I scratched my head and smiled, but didn't say much.  Sun Xiaoqing actually understands my heart better. She knows what happened to me back then, so she also knows that I just regard Benben as myself.  But soon, this little incident spread throughout Shanghai.  The reason is simple. The son of the deputy director of the Transportation Bureau is sick.  If you have Mo Zheng, you will be foolish and foolish all day long, just like a silly boy.  After this incident was exaggerated and processed, Benben and I became the biggest villains.  Xiao Siyi and Gao Fushuai became victims. Xiao Siyi's mother, Wang Chunlan, never looked at me or Sun Xiaoqing seriously.  As for Chen Siyi¡¯s father, Chen Yuliang, he did not express the slightest opinion on this matter.  But soon another news came out that as long as you go against me, you can get promoted and make a fortune.  This news reached my ears, and I smiled helplessly.  In the past, whoever had a good relationship with me among these people would be promoted and made rich. Now it is the other way around. Anyone who is against me can be promoted.  Thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong!  ¡­ I don¡¯t know, but at this moment, a conspiracy that has been brewing for a long time is slowly taking place.  In the compound of the family members of the municipal party committee where the old fox once lived, a Soviet-style building from the 1960s and 1970s is located deep in the compound.  This Soviet-style building is different from the majestic little red house of Old Fox. On the surface, the white and red building is very cute, and even has a sense of playfulness.  A Beijing jeep drove up and parked in front of Building 1 of the Municipal Party Committee Family Courtyard. Xiang Beifeng got out of the car, walked up quickly, and rang the doorbell.  A very beautiful but dignified woman came over and opened the door.Xiang Beifeng was not surprised when he saw him, but smiled and said, "Uncle Shen is here to see you again. He is in the study. You go up." Xiang Beifeng nodded hurriedly and hurried upstairs.  The so-called study room is a small room filled with books without any decorations.  There are no large vases as tall as a person, and no splash-ink landscape paintings.  There were only huge bookshelves and large boxes full of books in the corners.  A man wearing the same gold-rimmed glasses as Xiang Beifeng was sitting behind a desk filled with books, reading documents at his desk.  Sometimes the man frowned slightly, and sometimes he smiled knowingly.  He is the successor of the old fox, Shen Guoqiang.  If it weren¡¯t for the gray on his temples, Shen Guoqiang would definitely be in the prime of life.  Even with his angular face, he could be regarded as an old handsome boy.  He and the beautiful woman downstairs are definitely a match made in heaven.  Xiang Beifeng hurried in and said, "Uncle Shen, I have a plan. Please listen to it." Shen Guoqiang dropped the pen in his hand and said casually, "Xiao Xiang, you are still so anxious." Xiang Beifeng grinned.  , sit down and spell things out directly.  After hearing this, Shen Guoqiang frowned slightly and said, "That's a good idea." Grinning at Bei Feng, Shen Guoqiang added, "But this method seems too insidious. It's going to send them to a place of no return."  "If he doesn't go to hell, who will?" Xiang Beifeng said with a smile.  ¡°He has the demeanor of a conspirator.¡± Shen Guoqiang said.  Nodding to Beifeng, Shen Guoqiang added: "In that case, then you can do this. I will give you my full support. You will be the king or the loser. I hope you can become that king." Nodding to Beifeng, he stood up.  leave.  Shen Guoqiang continued to read the document at his desk for three hours.  Shen Guoqiang felt a little tired, so he leaned on the chair, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.  At this time, the beautiful lady downstairs came up and said with some frustration: "Xiao Mumu hasn't come here this afternoon. She said she has a stomachache. Do you want me to go and have a look?" Shen Guoqiang shook his head and said, "No, no.  A little girl¡¯s character, as long as we do things well, we will always be rewarded.¡± As he spoke, Shen Guoqiang picked up his pen and made two X¡¯s on the document.  Shen Guoqiang¡¯s wife He Xinlan looked at her husband who was showing a hint of domineering at this moment and hesitated to speak.
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