Chapter 6 Zhang Xiaomeng's Choice

Chapter Six Zhang Xiaomeng’s Choice

"Who is it? As long as you know your daughter's affairs well. We don't care about the right match. As long as the young man is good, our daughter likes him and he can treat our daughter well. As parents, we are the ones who check this matter. , Doesn’t everything depend on her daughter’s mood?” Zhang Tao gently patted the back of Hang Ling’s palm and said as if he didn’t care.

He opened his mouth and made a lot of requests, saying that he didn't want to ask any more questions. Hang Ling couldn't help but laugh: "You don't mean what you say... That boy's name is Yang Zhengkun. He not only knows Zhao Jiaxin and Aixinjueluo Qingrong, but also calls him brother Long Guohao and uncle Liu Jun. …”

As she spoke, Zhang Tao's eyes focused on her face, and he asked with an increasingly serious expression: "You mean... this Yang Zhengkun should also be a relative of Zhao Jianhui?"

Hang Ling looked at her husband and nodded heavily.

"Zhao Jianhui has done a lot of things in his position over the years. To be honest, I admire this person from the bottom of my heart..." At this point, Zhang Tao couldn't help but shook his head: "Oh, those were all in their thirties. Many years have passed, so it stands to reason that now We shouldn't talk about these things anymore. But my father lived in his shadow all his life, and he never became truly happy until his death. If our daughter married a relative of theirs, my father would never forgive me. Right?"

Hang Ling rested her head on her husband's shoulder and said quietly: "Old Zhang, actually I think... As you said, we all have seen what General Secretary Zhao has done in recent years, and his reputation can be It is said that they are chasing after the founding father. The grudge between the old man and him is nothing more than differences in political opinions. In fact, it is not a big deal. It happened many years ago. You should have thought about it a long time ago. Let it go."

"You don't understand..." Zhang Tao shook his head, reached for the cigarette case on the coffee table, took out a cigarette and lit it, blowing out a puff of light blue smoke, and then continued: "I know Why am I ranked third? So I gave it to you? It is said that the queue starts with the children of the eldest uncle's family, but that is not the case... As you know my second brother Zhang Feng, above him, we also have an eldest brother named Zhang Zhe, who has been in the family for more than thirty years. He disappeared while going to Japan to do business..."

"Ah?..." This was the first time Hang Ling heard about this matter. She couldn't help but sit up straight, looked at her husband's face and asked: "Your old man was still there at that time, right? Could it be that with his ability, Can’t find a living person?”

Zhang Tao shook his head and said: "Speaking of this matter, it is also my elder brother's fault. He and others set up a drug-making factory in Xichuan. Zhao Jianhui, who was the governor of Xichuan Province at the time, sealed it down. One of my cousins ​​was also arrested. I was arrested at that time, and I was still in school, so I didn’t tell me what my eldest brother and my second brother were doing. I overheard this. That trip to Japan was actually to assassinate Zhao Jianhui. I suspect that after the incident was revealed, he was... Even though the old man was already over eighty at that time, was there anything in his heart that wasn't like Ming Jing? I searched for it with great fanfare and sent people to look for it for a while, but I couldn’t find anyone and had to forget it. Alas, this matter has been weighing on my mind for many years. You say now..."

This was the first time Hang Ling heard her husband talk about the past events at home, and her face changed in shock. Speaking of which, Zhao Jianhui and his father-in-law do not simply have different political opinions. This is considered a blood debt between the two families. Although it has not been confirmed, from what my husband said, the disappearance of the eldest brother-in-law was most likely caused by Zhao Jianhui.

"Actually, I don't hate Zhao Jianhui. After thinking about many things, if it weren't for him, our family still doesn't know what would have happened." There was philosophy in this sentence. Hang Ling didn't know what happened in the past. I really can’t understand it. Zhang Tao smoked a cigarette and seemed to be lost in thought about the past again.

Back then, the eldest brother opened a club to sell drugs, and the second brother was just a gangster who only knew how to pick up girls and play with women. If Zhao Jianhui hadn't found out in time and stopped him early, who knows where the Zhang family would have ended up. The old man's great reputation may be ruined in the hands of these two grandsons.

Of course, it is unrealistic to say that there is no psychological grudge. After all, the eldest brother paid his life for this.

After so many years and being in different positions, I don't have many complaints, but where is my second brother? Every time he mentioned Zhao Jianhui, when did he not grit his teeth? If he knew that he and Zhao Jianhui were related, he alone would cause trouble in the sky.

"Lao Zhang, let me go and persuade my daughter not to associate with that young man..." Looking at her husband's gloomy face, Hang Ling said carefully.

"Well, don't tell Meng'er what we just said. You can take care of other things." With that, Zhang Tao stood up and went upstairs: "I'm going to take a bath and go to bed. It's getting late, otherwise you can talk about it tomorrow." That’s okay too…”

"Are you afraid that Xiaomeng will be unhappy? Then I'll wait until you leave for work tomorrow. Why don't you ask adults to worry about this kid? He's twenty-three or four years old, and he has never found a partner, but now I actually found such a person. If you don't let me talk about the past, you think it's really hard for me to tell her..." Hang Ling said as she followed her husband upstairs.

"What's so hard to say? My daughter listens to you the most. Just say that we and that young man are not in the same family..." Zhang Tao said as he walked.

"Do you think this was thirty years ago? Who of the young people in this era still care about this?" Hang Ling said in a low voice.

Zhang Tao snorted and said: "Hmph... What's wrong with this era? No matter what time it is, there will still be sectarianism. As long as there is a gap between rich and poor, as long as there is status, this phenomenon will never be eliminated. Now Zhao Jianhui is He has done a lot of things, and I heard that some people want to amend the constitution to allow him to continue to serve. I dare say that even if he works for another hundred years, he will not be able to completely eliminate these phenomena. The selfish side is bigger..."

Listening to her husband's sour words, Hang Ling pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't say anything.

In the afternoon of the next day, in the gorgeous office, Zhang Xiaomeng was sitting on the boss's chair, listlessly fiddling with a pair of jade bracelets in her hands, and reluctantly put them back in the box. She sighed deeply, stood up and walked out the door.

The Xinjing Building is 70 stories high, with hotels below the sixth floor and guest rooms above the 20th floor. Zhang Xiaomeng's office is in Building C on the 15th floor. You have to walk to Building A to take the elevator to the 69th floor. Although it was troublesome and had to walk along the corridor for a while, Zhang Xiaomeng still took the jewelry box that Yang Zhengkun had forced into her hand last night and walked towards the elevator with heavy steps.

Although she didn't agree with what her mother said to her this morning, the good girl who was always used to "obeying" her parents decided to return the bracelet and make it clear to Yang Zhengkun. I "really" don't mean anything to him in that regard. I can't accept such an expensive gift...

I originally thought that he would come back to find me today, but who knew, it was almost time to get off work in the afternoon, and there was still no sign of him. It seems that what his mother said is right. A boy like him is just making fun of himself. How could he really like him?

In the luxurious large office on the 69th floor, Zhang Xiaomeng did not see Yang Zhengkun, but the elegant Zhao Jiaxin. Seeing her coming in, Zhao Jiaxin stood up and gave up his seat enthusiastically, and asked with a smile: "What would you like to drink? Tea or coffee?" "Mr. Zhao, you're welcome, I'm here to see Yang Zhengkun. You call him over, I'll Say a few words to him and leave..." When she said this, Zhang Xiaomeng couldn't help but lower her head.

Zhao Jiaxin said with a smile: "My brother is not here. He has something to do. It seems that a classmate has opened some kind of company, and a bunch of friends have gathered together. I don't know if he will come back today."

"Then..." Zhang Xiaomeng said as he took out the jewelry box and placed it in front of Zhao Jiaxin: "Mr. Zhao, then I will give this thing to you. Please pass it to Yang Zhengkun. This thing is too valuable. , I can’t have it…”

"Oh?" Zhao Jiaxin's eyes were fixed on Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes, and he smiled and said: "You are not just here to send something back, right? I didn't give these bracelets to you, and you shouldn't give them to me either. "If there is anything going on between you, I think it's better to explain it in person." Zhao Jiaxin said and pushed the jewelry box in front of Zhang Xiaomeng.

Zhang Xiaomeng didn't expect that even though she mustered up the courage to send the things back, she still couldn't send them out. Thinking about it again, what Zhao Jiaxin said made sense. No matter what, it was better for him to make it clear to Yang Zhengkun in person.

"Then... well, I'll come see him tomorrow." As he said that, Zhang Xiaomeng stood up and said goodbye. "Ms. Zhang, although I don't know what happened between you two, I can tell you that my brother is really excellent. Otherwise, are you considering it carefully?" Zhao Jiaxin stood up and sent Zhang Xiaomeng out. , and wanted to persuade Zhang Xiaomeng to change his mind.

"No need, there is nothing between us..." Zhang Xiaomeng said as she walked out. Looking at her back, Zhao Jiaxin turned around and walked into the office and took out his mobile phone: "Bad boy, why don't you come back? Your girl came here just now and wants to return the bracelet to you. I don't think she has any at all. That means you have shaved off your head and picked a new head..."

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