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Volume 3 Shandong Thieves Chapter 294: Pretty bright

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    The news came quickly and urgently.  I almost didn't react.  Not to mention Su Dongpo.  When he got the news.  I'm still thinking about how to find a baby-faced and busty lolita.  The news reached Su Dongpo's ears.  Su Dongpo was suddenly startled.  A phone call was made to my old lady, Ji Meimei.  Ask Ji Yaomei what's going on.  Ji Yaomei said lightly: "It's a small matter." The news of Su Ye's imprisonment was strictly blocked.  The news only appeared in a newspaper with a circulation of only 100,000 copies.  There is no such news on the Internet or TV.  I feel something strange.  Su Dongpo frowned even more.  I want Xia Wanyu to help me investigate what's going on.  But Xia Wanyu's relationships are all abroad.  It was also troublesome for her to investigate.  Finally I found Wang Yingli.  Only then did I know what was going on.  "The Su Ye family has a great cause. To say that he is the prince of the Northeast is to throw dirty water on his head. There is no prince these days. In the end, it is the people who feel that this person is responsible. He has prestige in the local area. They are like those who have become invisible.  They are dwarfed by the rich. But they don't have anything to hold on to, so neither the political circles nor the press are willing to mess with these big names in the country.  . They are all from the grassroots. Have you ever seen a real rich man who is willing to say that he is rich? There are people in the Beijing and Tianjin circles who are really rich.  There are so many rich people out there. Just one of these budding decisions can shock half of China if you know it.  Yes. These are the so-called 'local princes'. No matter what age they are, they are still the nobles in the government." This is what Wang Yingli said.  I thought about it for a while and it made some sense.  But soon I asked with some confusion: "What does this have to do with Su Ye." Wang Yingli said with a smile: "He made money that he shouldn't have made. Some people don't like him. But his power in the Northeast. There are also  It's a certain climate. Others don't dare to do anything to him. But I really can't bear to deal with him in this way. If his matter really comes out at seven o'clock in the evening.  Xia Wanyu came forward and was unable to save the situation." I breathed a sigh of relief.  Wang Yingli looked at me with a smile and said, "Actually, I feel that this is a good thing for you." I frowned.  Asked: "Why do you say this?" Wang Yingli said: "Su Ye must be fifty years old this year." I nodded.  She said: "It should be about the same. Su Dongpo is almost thirty this year. I am almost fifty. It can only be said that he is not his biological son." Wang Yingli chuckled and said: "Once a person reaches forty, his body function declines.  . It¡¯s not okay to refuse to grow old. When you reach fifty, you will start to think about your destiny.¡± ¡°Is that so?¡± I couldn¡¯t help but wonder.  Wang Yingli smiled and said: "I'm afraid your little brother will take over this time. The son inherits the father's legacy. The rules passed down from ancient times." Wang Yingli said it so clearly.  How come I still don¡¯t understand.  I immediately understood why Su Dongpo ran away from the army.  If his father and mother don¡¯t come from the northeast and kill him, he will die.  It turns out it's really time for him to leave the army.  Su Dongpo told me about his childhood.  He said that he had been studying abroad since he was a child.  He doesn't have the slightest prestige of the prince's son from the Northeast.  I even went to a third-rate university.  If her father is willing to use his connections.  It is estimated that he can also work in Guanghua.  But his father treated him like a sheep.  What a big deal you are.  Just go to any university.  And in college.  His monthly living expenses are only 200 yuan more than mine.  And before graduation.  He went to the army and became a soldier.  It was probably Su Ye who asked him to go.  I smacked my lips.  Scratching his head, he said to Wang Yingli, "Does he really want to go back to the Northeast and become a prince?" Wang Yingli nodded.  She said playfully: "I want to inherit my father's business. It's not that simple." I looked at her.  Wang Yingli said to me: "How big is the family background of the prince of Northeast China? The internal factors are enough for this kid to drink a pot. And if he wants to take over these family properties without losing money, he also needs to have good dealings with the officials. All aspects must be handled well."  It doesn't give people the impression that the entire business empire will be over once Su Ye abdicates. Tell me how many tests he will have to endure." "It's interesting," I said.  Although Wang Yingli told me very clearly.  But what Wang Yingli and I didn't expect was this.  The first test Su Dongpo experienced was not from his father.  But it comes from the nainai side.  Su Ye has an old lady.  He is eighty-eight years old this year.  Lafayette has always been the undisputed voice of this business empire.  While in school.  The wild boar meat Su Dongpo brought from the northeast was cooked by his own hands.  It can be seen that he is naggingHow affectionate inai is to him.  But just a week after his father was imprisoned.  Su Nainai died in his hometown in Northeast China.  After the news reached Shanghai.  Su Dongpo was immediately dumbfounded.  I quietly bought a ticket to Northeast China.  I thought about it and was afraid something would happen to him.  I also bought a plane ticket to accompany him back to Northeast China.  Su Dongpo's home is located in Ganjingzi District, Dalian.  We fly directly from Shanghai to Dalian.  After arriving, we got off the bus and took a taxi home.  Along the way, the driver told us about Su Ye's imprisonment.  This matter is now very popular in the Northeast.  Neither of us said a word.  How could my brother know that the fat man in the back seat was Su Ye's son.  The car stopped at the foot of a mountain in Ganjingzi District.  This mountain is called Zhangbao Mountain by the locals.  Zhangbao means boss and shopkeeper in Northeastern dialect.  But putting it here should be the boss¡¯s intention.  Because of this whole mountain.  They are all Su Dongpo¡¯s homes.  There is a huge iron gate at the bottom of the mountain.  The two of us gave my brother 200 yuan to get off the bus.  My brother watched the two of us curiously as we walked toward the door that was closed all day.  He knew who lived here.  He couldn't believe the two of us could get through this door.  He couldn't even imagine being able to pull someone into this door.  To know.  Cars that usually enter this gate.  The worst one has to be the Mercedes-Benz S-Class.  He watched the two of us walk slowly over.  The fat man seemed a little timid.  He scoffed and waited to see our joke.  But when we got to the door.  This mountain gate.  But it slowly opened.  Two Mercedes-Benzes were waiting behind the door.  In front of the car stood a pretty girl.  I know my brother.  The girl's name is Suguo.  The daughter of the Northeast Prince.  His goddess.  He also masturbated while looking at photos of goddesses online.  ¡¯s brother swallowed his saliva.  The door slowly closed.  Block out everything behind it.  Along the way.  Su Dongpo was very silent.  After arriving at home.  Su Dongpo remained silent.  From the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.  It's a ten minute drive.  Suguo, who came to pick us up, briefly talked about the current situation.  Su Nainai died of illness last night.  There was no pain when walking away.  My father is still in prison.  Those uncles and uncles are still waiting for news.  Su Dongpo didn¡¯t listen to this.  I looked at Suguo who was a little tired.  I do not know what to say.  When you get to the mountain.  I saw a palace-like building.  Presumably this is Su Dongpo's home.  Su Dongpo got off the bus.  He did not enter this magnificent building that looked like a nouveau riche.  But spare the building.  We came to a three-story antique building behind the building.  There are three words "Gu Nian Temple" on the small building.  Su Guo explained to me: "The nainai live in the ancestral hall all year round." Su Dongpo walked up quickly.  In the hall on the first floor of the ancestral hall.  There is a corpse surrounded by flowers.  There were a few people wearing sackcloth and mourning sitting around.  Ji Yaomei was among them.  Su Dongpo stepped forward.  First kneel down and kowtow three times.  Then he knelt in front of nainai's body.  Cry loudly.  My voice was hoarse from crying.  Tragedy fills the land.  Night falls.  Su Dongpo stood on Zhangbao Mountain.  Looking at the brightly lit city of Dalian in the distance.  His eyes were red.  I can't see what's in his eyes.  The next day was the day when Sunainai was buried.  Sunainai's cemetery was chosen halfway up Zhangbao Mountain.  There is Su Dongpo's dead grandfather.  Morning time.  A fine car drove down the mountain.  Su Ye went up the mountain brazenly.  I knelt in front of my mother's body for three hours.  these three hours.  No one passed.  Three hours later.  Su Ye drank: "My mother believed in Buddhism and chanted sutras all her life. After she died, she was also a lucky star in the sky. The time has come. I will give my mother a ride again." After drinking.  Three bangs.  When you get up.  Wearing blood on his forehead.  He shouted loudly: "Bury." There was a big word "Dian" on the carved nanmu coffin.  Su Ye personally carried his mother's coffin to the tomb.  Lower the coffin into the grave.  Su Ye personally took the iron pin to seal the tomb.  Everyone around looked on.  No one went up.  At this time, Su Dongpo frowned.  He walked up and snatched the iron pin from his father's hand.  Su Ye frowned.  His eyes were splitting as he said: "He is my mother." Su Dongpo held his neck and shouted: "She is my mother." It was just a sentence.  Su Ye didn't do anything again.  Everyone watched as Su Dongpo sealed the tomb.  Erect the tombstone yourself.  Yin clouds dominate the formation.  The rain fell in a steady patter.  No one left.  Can come to the old lady's funeral.  None of them are outsiders.  Su Ye didn't speak any more.  It's getting late.  He followed the two men who brought him back down the mountain.  Get on the fine car and leave.  And Su Dongpo.  Then he still stood in front of Nainai's grave.  Ji Youmei ignored her son.  Su Guo also looked at her brother tremblingly.  Until nightfall.  Su Dongpo just returned home.  I gave Nainai a bowl of polenta and placed it in front of the grave.  I walked over and looked at him.  He asked tremblingly: "Are you okay?" Su Dongpo suddenly smiled.  Said: "It's okay." I walked up and sat next to Su Dongpo.  He sighed and said: "The dead are gone. The living should be like this." "It should be like this."Su Dongpo read these three words. I couldn't tell what he was thinking in his eyes. After a while, Su Dongpo said to me: "Nainai has been kissing me since I was a child.  You may not know.  Nainai is the only one in my family who treats me well.  Su Ye.  Ji Meimei.  Xiaoguo and the others are nice to me.  But that good has its limits.  At the age of eight.  I have a fever and a cold.  Over forty degrees.  They are all out of town.  It was Nainai who personally took me to the hospital.  When he came back, he only said one sentence.  It's better not to die.  From then on.  I knew it.  People want to get ahead.  You still have to rely on yourself.  But I am too lazy.  No perseverance.  Can't do anything well.  Very bad tempered.  Just like the stones in the pit.  No one cares about it.  Only I nainai.  Love pulls me to talk.  Talk about her life of honor and disgrace.  " I listened silently. No words were spoken. Su Dongpo told me a lot. At the end of his speech, he said to me with red eyes: "Now he is in trouble.  No matter how bad he treats me.  After all, he is my father.  I learned nothing else from him.  Bloody ambition can never be learned.  so.  I still have to help him.  Who makes him my father?  ¡± The night after the rain. There are a few stars scattered in the sky. They are quite bright.
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