Feng Yuanhua's face showed a smile that was sophisticated and sophisticated beyond his years, but also a bit cunning.
"Mom, if you really want to do something, my son, I will give you an idea. As for you, bring the money and go find that guy. Doesn't he want to sell the jade pendant? We will give him how much he wants! At the same time,
Give him another sum of money and ask him to go back to his hometown as soon as possible and walk as far as he wants!"
"As long as he doesn't have anything in his hand, how can he recognize me? How can my grandfather recognize him? For a country boy like this, I think if you can spare the money, you can let him do anything. Besides, he doesn't know there is an old man behind him.
Isn’t it easy to fool people like the Feng family?”
"My son is still smart!" Zhang Lan's eyes lit up and she smiled.
Feng Bolin glared at his son with some annoyance and scolded him gently, "You two, please don't mess around. If you let the old man know about it, it would be terrible. Besides, if it is really the second child's child, he knows that he is a bloodline of the Feng family.
If you don't recognize him yet, it would be a great disservice to this child!"
"Dad, just give him more money to make up for it. Besides, our family can secretly support him and his mother in the future, so it doesn't count as a loss to him. Of course, I'm just making a suggestion. It's up to you to decide how to do it.
Make up your mind with my mother - hehe." After saying that, Feng Yuanhua turned around and left.
Feng Yuanhua wouldn't say anything more. That's enough. Next, his mother, Zhang Lan, would need to improvise on the spot.
He was born in a high-ranking red family and grew up in the circle of descendants of high-ranking officials. He is far more mature than his peers and more proficient in tactics. This is the result of being exposed to it since childhood... Feng Yuanhua really knows his mother Zhang Lan very well.
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His father Feng Bolin would definitely not do such a thing. Although Feng Bolin was a little selfish, he could still stick to his principles on major issues of right and wrong. Only his mother would do it.
And having said that, only Zhang Lan is more suitable to do it. If the matter is exposed and the old man is exposed in the future, it will at most be due to the daughter-in-law's ignorance, which also leaves a certain amount of room for maneuver for Feng Bolin and his son.
Zhang Lan approached Peng Yuanzheng that afternoon.
With Zhang Lan's status and influence as the daughter-in-law of the Feng family, since she knew that Peng Yuanzheng was a graduate of the Chinese Department of Jinghua University in 1991, she wanted to find out that Peng Yuanzheng had a close friend like Wang Biao and find Wang Biao's home.
Too difficult.
Downstairs from Wang Biao's house, when Peng Yuanzheng first saw Zhang Lan, a well-dressed, graceful and elegant middle-aged woman standing next to a black Hongqi car, he immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.
He hesitated for a moment and then strode over.
From the moment he appeared downstairs, Zhang Lan looked at him intently.
"Are you Ms. Zhang Lan? I am Peng Yuanzheng, are you looking for me?" Peng Yuanzheng asked immediately, but he was guessing the identity of this uninvited guest.
"Haha, Xiao Peng, I heard from Professor Feng that you have a jade pendant from the Qing Dynasty that you want to sell? Let's go, let's find a place to talk." Zhang Lan said, and took the initiative to open the back door of the car.
Warmly invite Peng Yuanzheng to get on the bus.
Peng Yuanzheng took a step back slightly, shook his head, nodded again and said, "That's true - do you have something? If you have something, please just tell me."
Zhang Lan didn't expect that Peng Yuanzheng would refuse to get in the car, so she forced a smile and said, "Haha, let's go for a walk? I want to buy your jade pendant..."
With that said, Zhang Lan took the initiative to walk outside the community. Peng Yuanzheng followed him with a look of solemnity on his brows.
Outside the community where Wang Biao's family is located, in a cold drink shop across the road, Peng Yuanzheng and Zhang Lan sat across from each other, but they had their own thoughts.
"Throughout the years, I was very confused. It was hard to choose between reality and fantasy. I had experienced joys and sorrows, separation and reunion. Why was I so persistent? The road of life is long, and I searched up and down..."
The popular song "Desire", which has become popular all over the country since the end of last year, is played on a loop in the store. The female singer's mellow and soulful singing has intoxicated many customers who are enjoying cold drinks to escape the summer heat.
But Zhang Lan frowned in disgust, not sure whether she didn't like the tone or the female singer.
But she had big things to do, so she didn't care about that.
"Xiao Peng, let's not talk secretly. I am in the collection and antique business. I want your jade pendant and the documents proving its origin. I can give you a high price. Anyone can
I can’t possibly give you such a high price.”
Zhang Lan smiled slightly, took the small password box he was carrying, opened it, and pushed it over. It was filled with piles of cash.
"This is 100,000! Is it enough? If not, we can discuss it again!"
Zhang Xuan's eyes narrowed.
The big question mark in his heart instantly turned into an exclamation mark when he saw the lockbox banknotes. He could almost conclude that this woman must be from the Feng family.
She wanted to buy the jade pendant and documents in her hand, obviously to prevent him from acknowledging his marriage to Mr. Feng. He didn't know what this meant, but he sensed a conspiracy.
Zhang Xuan lowered his head and thought, his expression fell into Zhang Lan's eyes, but he was moved by money.
In the early 1990s, 100,000 yuan was definitely a relatively huge amount, equivalent to the net worth of ten households worth 10,000 yuan. In fact, even Feng Bolin and his wife could not come up with so much cash. This was something she had never done before.
I borrowed it temporarily from my brother who was a businessman. Zhang Lan didn't believe that a poor boy who grew up in a small place could resist the temptation of such a huge sum of money.
Zhang Lan was very confident, but unexpectedly Peng Yuanzheng slowly raised his head and gave her an unexpected reply: "Aunt Zhang, but I have already promised to another buyer, so I can't break my promise."
"You, Xiao Peng, are really honest. What do you mean by breaking your promise? Let the one who offers the highest price give it to you. Auntie knows that this is a family heirloom and is not willing to let you suffer, so she offers a high price. You
But if you think about it carefully, there won’t be this store after passing this village.”
"These days, not everyone is as kind as Auntie."
Zhang Lan was startled, then smiled and persuaded again.
Peng Yuanzheng sneered secretly in his heart, "Are you kind? You are less kind than anyone else!"
Seeing that Peng Yuanzheng was still hesitating, she gritted her teeth and continued, "Xiao Peng, let's put it this way, auntie really likes this thing. In this way, if you are willing to give the jade pendant and the documents proving its origin together,
I, I'll give you another thirty thousand, how about one hundred and thirty thousand?"
Peng Yuanzheng's eyes flashed with solemnity.
He nodded slowly and said softly, "Okay, Aunt Zhang, you have offered such a high price. If I don't agree, I will be disrespectful."
Zhang Lan was overjoyed and stood up in a hurry and said, "Xiao Peng, just wait for Auntie here. Auntie will take the car to the bank to withdraw money. She will be back in half an hour at the latest. Let's hand over the money and deliver the goods, okay?"
"Okay." Peng Yuanzheng smiled.
Zhang Lan grabbed her password box and hurried away. She really wanted to withdraw the money. Without further ado, she just wanted to buy the things in Peng Yuanzheng's hand, and then coaxed him to leave the capital immediately and fly away to hide. Mr. Feng
This recognition of relatives will be nothing.
But as soon as Zhang Lan left, Peng Yuanzheng immediately left the cold drink shop, stopped a taxi, and disappeared.
He didn't even return to Wang Biao's house, but stayed in a small hotel on the outskirts of the city. Then he found a public phone booth and called Wang Biao, saying that he had something to do and would go back in a few days.
Peng Yuanzheng lay in the inn for two hours. It was not until evening that he left the inn and walked slowly along the road for several miles. He found a phone booth and dialed the phone number left by Feng Qianru.
"Hello."
Feng Qianru's elegant and melodious voice came from the phone receiver.
Peng Yuanzheng was silent for a few seconds, then smiled softly and said, "Xuemei Feng, I am Peng Yuanzheng."q
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