No. 3 Jing'an Lane, Lu Ming has not been here for a long time. This is his first house in Donghai. At this time, standing in the alley and looking at the balcony of this two-story building, Lu Ming felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Feeling.
I came here with Hanzhu, met Pan Mila and Bisi, and then met Bizhu.
Looking up at the small balcony visible, I have sat here many times and thought about problems. In particular, I was worried about whether I could escape the unpredictable pursuit during this trip. For this reason, I once stayed up all night.
All of this seems not to have happened very long ago, but when I think about the hesitation I felt when I first came to the East China Sea, it feels like a lifetime ago.
This small balcony has also changed its appearance. It is filled with pots of flowers, and the pergola has been replaced with a colorful felt cloth with Western characters on it, making the place much more lively and more Western. At first glance, it feels like living here. The people here are Westerners.
The small door leading from the balcony to the inner room creaked, and a tall and thin figure walked out. It was Jeff Stewart, Pamela's father.
But at this time, he was no longer an alcoholic. He wore a black tuxedo, a top hat, and a civilized stick in his hand. He looked like a meticulous gentleman. After opening the door, he saw Lu Ming under the balcony. His eyes immediately lit up and he walked quickly. Walking off the balcony, a flattering smile appeared on his face, completely different from the gentlemanly demeanor just now, "Director Lu, you are here. I was going to meet you outside. Come on, please come quickly."
Lu Ming felt helpless, probably because of the tragic experience and the fact that he was almost hanged as a murderer. The temperament of this former nobleman changed drastically. Even Pan Mila said that his father had completely changed. He had never given him anything before. She always had a smile on her face, especially after she dropped out of school and her father drove her out of the house very harshly.
But judging from her father's high expectations for her, Pan Mila does not hate her father.
Deep down in her heart, Pan Mila had always respected and feared her father. In her eyes, her father was the tallest person in the world, and she had always been sad because she had disappointed her father.
However, now her father has completely changed, and he often even tries to flatter his daughter when he talks.
Pan Mila said that she didn't want to go home and felt uncomfortable seeing her father like this.
"Uncle Stuart..." Before Lu Ming could finish his words, Stuart had already sighed and waved his hands, "Director Lu, I told you, just call me Jeff. Our tradition is that we have no seniority and are good friends and relatives. , the better the relationship, the more casual we become. We always call each other by our first names, but you are my boss and investor, so I can’t call you Qianxing directly.”
Lu Ming was helpless.
I invested in an art museum for Stuart.
Because before the final bankruptcy, Pamela’s Stewart family should have been inferior to each other from generation to generation. To Panmila’s father, there was only an art gallery in the family, but it was enough to maintain a decent life of an aristocratic family. Already.
Therefore, Stewart is very familiar with this business.
Various fee-based exhibitions are held, as well as the sale and purchase of art, calligraphy, famous paintings, sculptures, etc.
Come to think of it, Stewart also likes this kind of life. Going back to the days of the past, walking in the art gallery every day with the gentlemanly style he has now, should be his favorite.
But unfortunately, some things can never go back to the past.
Seeing the flattering smile on his face, Lu Ming sighed inwardly.
…
Accompanied by Stuart's enthusiasm, Lu Ming went up to the balcony and entered the inner room.
"Ava, Ava! Come out quickly!" Stewart shouted as he entered the room.
When the door in the kitchen rang, Pan Mila's mother came out wiping her hands. Lu Ming was a little dazed for a moment. He invited his mother-in-law to cook at home for dinner. When he came out of the kitchen wiping his hands, he felt that this was a traditional Chinese family style.
"Aunt..." Before Lu Ming could finish his words, Stewart interrupted and said with a smile: "We are all relatives, just like me, just call her Ava."
Pan Mila's mother looked a little embarrassed and said, "Mr. Lu, please call me Evana." Ava, after all, is a nickname. It's okay for the elders to call it this, but it's the same for juniors of the opposite sex who are not related by blood and are not so familiar with each other.
There is still something wrong.
Lu Ming nodded lightly.
Pan Mila's mother's complexion has improved a lot, but her blond hair, which is already slightly pale, cannot return to its previous color. It looks very dry and older, and the crow's feet cannot be concealed, but it is no longer as old as the first time we met.
Madam, you have the feeling that the charm of a MILF still exists.
"Mr. Lu, please send me some soup. It will be ready soon. However, I have just learned Central Asian cuisine, so please forgive me if it doesn't suit my taste." After Evana finished speaking, she returned to the kitchen.
"Come, come, Director Lu, let's have tea!" Stewart said with a smile.
Lu Ming nodded.
Pan Mila's mother personally called her yesterday and asked her to come for dinner. She also said that she could just come by herself and there was no need to tell Pan Mila.
It seemed that she had wanted to date herself many times, but Pan Mila stopped her every time.
Sitting on the sofa, taking the tea cup from Stuart, Lu Ming asked: "Uncle, aunt asked me to come, do you know what you want to talk to me about?"
Lu Ming must insist on calling him "uncle". Stuart looked helpless and shook his head, but in his heart, it was still very useful.
"It's okay, Ava. I always feel that Paula has suffered a lot. She sheds tears when talking about her. I guess I just want to ask you to treat Paula well. Don't listen to her. If you want me to tell you, Paula's life
It’s just good, so why suffer? If your life was not good, would you be able to meet you, Director Lu?”
Lu Ming scratched his head helplessly. After all, this was his prospective father-in-law, and it was too awkward to talk to him like this.
There was a gentle knock on the balcony door, and Stewart responded. The door opened, and a blue-skirted affairs officer hurried in. He came to Lu Ming's side and whispered: "Boss, Mr. Liu Shoufu's call is about something urgent. You must go and listen."
.”
Liu Shoufu is Liu Laocai.
I went to the Western Regions years ago. I have been very busy since the new year, so I haven’t paid much attention to him.
"Tell him to call here!" Lu Ming looked at the figures busy in the kitchen.
"Yes!" The little clerk hurried away.
"Is there a car phone?!" Although Stewart was depressed, he knew all these new gadgets. His eyes lit up when he spoke, and he obviously wanted to see them.
Lu Ming nodded: "Yes."
Although the car I am traveling in has not installed it because it takes up too much space, one of the cars following me is definitely equipped with a car phone system.
Moreover, the system is developing rapidly. After the year, 20 dedicated lines have been opened in Donghai.
A few minutes later, the phone rang, and Stewart rushed to pick it up, handing the phone to Lu Ming with both hands.
Lu Ming had no choice but to take it. Liu Laocai's loud voice came from the microphone: "Qian Xing, Qian Xing?!"
"It's me." Lu Ming coughed.
"That's nonsense. I was jumped by an immortal and raped. Now I'm in their police station, called the Sheriff's Station. The Sheriff asked me to negotiate a settlement with my husband over there. He opened his mouth and asked me for 300,000 yuan.
, otherwise, they will be punished by being killed by force and beheaded..." Liu Laocai almost cried when he spoke, "Qian Xing... ah, don't..." Pa, it seemed like someone had snatched the phone.
Then, a man with a blunt tone also spoke in Central Continent, "Empire, bank, Batecheng, branch, account number..." He jumped word by word, and after reporting the account number, "Three days, within..."
Then, bang, the phone went dead.
Lu Ming was stunned, worried, and dumbfounded for a moment.
The first time I met Liu Laocai was when he was accused of obscenity. Why did he go round and round and end up back before liberation overnight? But this time the crime went one step further and he became a real rapist?
However, there are hundreds of city-states in the Western Regions with different laws. In some city-states, the laws are extremely cruel.
Lu Ming picked up the phone, dialed a number, and made several calls. The first one was to ask someone to contact Fila Oil's representative office in Bate City. Didn't Liu Laocai say that he was invited by Fila Oil to play?
We also want to see what is going on with the property rights dispute in the oil field. How could such a thing happen? Where is the representative of Fila Petroleum?
The second one is a secret business partner of mine who is engaged in telegraph and telephone operations. It just so happens that his recent development focus is on exploring the market in the Western Regions.
Among the others, there are those who are familiar with the laws of the Western Regions in terms of law, especially those of the Bate city-state. Are there any who are familiar with its laws? There are also those who are familiar with the customs and customs there, etc.
The call lasted for more than an hour. When Lu Ming hung up, he woke up and saw that no one was in the living room.
As if he heard his phone call finished, the bedroom door opened, and Evana and the Stewarts came out.
"Mr. Lu, if you have something to do, just do your business." Evana sighed, "It turns out that Mr. Lu is really busy. I thought Paula didn't want me to see you."
Lu Ming hesitated and stood up, "Aunt and uncle, I'm really sorry. Something happened to a very good friend of mine. I have to deal with it. Originally, I wanted to go with my aunt and uncle in the afternoon.
Let’s take a look around the art museum, but I’m afraid it won’t work, so I can only have lunch with you two.”
"Director Lu, you are doing big things, important things! We don't need you to accompany us, so go get busy!" Stewart said hurriedly.
Lu Ming smiled and said: "Well, I can't leave hungry?"
"That's right!" Evana rolled her eyes at her husband, "Come on, kid, come and eat! It's important to help our friends solve their problems, but we also have to eat."
"Mr. Lu" became "child", which shows that his impression of Lu Ming is getting better and better.
…
In the black car, Lu Ming looked at his watch and calendar from time to time, thinking about something.
Pan Mila's mother's cooking skills are really good. Although she made a temporary decision when she became a monk, she still cooks several Central Asian dishes that are quite authentic.
Moreover, he did not talk about the affairs between himself and Pan Mila, nor did he expect that he would wipe his tears and ask him to take good care of Pan Mila, or ask himself whether he could divorce his other concubines.
This meal was very comfortable, just chatting about homely things, but I asked many questions about Pamela's childhood and girlhood.
Pan Mila's mother is indeed extraordinary, she speaks elegantly and has extraordinary knowledge. However, in traditional aristocratic families, the women are the ones who support their husbands and raise their children and do not go out to work. Otherwise, Pan Mila's family will not go bankrupt.
In fact, it’s not just aristocratic families. Today’s Western family life, in many families, the husband goes out to work, and the woman is responsible for taking care of the family, which is similar to that in the West at the same time.
On the other hand, among people from Central China, women come out to do things more often.
Speaking of what happened when Pan Mila was a child, originally, I endured it and didn't ask Bi Si who her father was.
But it was Stuart, who drank two more drinks, and suddenly scolded the guy. However, Pamela's mother interrupted the conversation and urged Stuart to go back to his room to rest, so the topic did not continue.
But that sounds like what I mean, that guy's background is not very good. He is a Western gangster who often hangs out near aristocratic schools. He is very handsome, but he is very miserable. He dares to hook up with a noble lady. The conservative nobles unite with the same hatred.
A lynching was carried out secretly, and now I don't know whether I am alive or dead, and Pamela doesn't know this either.
After thinking about it randomly, Lu Ming said to the front, "Go to the Freedom Building."