Zhang Kai is a proud young man, and of course he seems to have some pride. He comes from an official family, but he is not a playboy.
Although he is very humble in front of the Cao family, it does not mean that he will also be humble in front of others.
Looking at the clothes of Peng Yuanzheng, mother and son, he immediately concluded that they were just ordinary workers, and the arrogant nerve in his heart was invisibly tense.
Therefore, he just shook hands with Peng Yuanzheng hastily, then immediately retracted his hand, turned back to smile politely at Cao Ying, waved, and a black Santana parked across the road drove over.
"Xiaoying, I'm going back first, see you tomorrow!"
Zhang Kai opened the door and got into the car with a graceful movement. Santana made two loud noises and drove away.
Zhang Kai left, and Cao Ying stood there awkwardly. Although she didn't like Zhang Kai in her heart, under this situation, everyone could see that Zhang Kai was her suitor, or even her boyfriend. And
From a secular perspective, Zhang Kai is more suitable for her than Peng Yuanzheng.
Meng Lin sighed softly and took the initiative to enter the courtyard.
Cao Ying slowly walked towards Peng Yuanzheng and said softly, "Peng Yuanzheng, can I talk to you?"
Peng Yuanzheng twitched the corner of his mouth and nodded silently.
The two of them walked out of the compound side by side and walked south along the road, their figures stretched long and short under the dim street lights... Cao Ying finally did not have the courage to pierce the layer of window paper, and the two dispersed silently.
After walking for a while, they returned the same way and went home without mentioning it.
For Peng Yuanzheng, everything is vain before the turning point of fate arrives.
In fact, even if he takes the initiative to establish a relationship with Cao Ying, so what, with his current situation, it is impossible for the Cao family to accept him, and it will only make Cao Ying more painful.
The next morning, Peng Yuanzheng boarded the train back to the capital.
The train was speeding on the rails, as fast as lightning. Peng Yuanzheng's worries and thoughts were also disturbed, drifting away as the train ran.
This time, he went to Beijing with the determination of "If you don't succeed, you will succeed". If he cannot successfully recognize his relatives and change his destiny, then he will resolutely take his mother away from Xin'an City and go to a strange and quiet town to spend the rest of his life quietly.
Ten hours later, the train slowly pulled into the Beijing Railway Station.
Accompanied by the crowded flow of people, Peng Yuanzheng walked towards the exit of the station with his backpack on his back. At a glance, he saw his college classmate and dormitory best friend Wang Biao among the welcoming crowd, holding a cigarette and a lewd smile.
"Hey, buddy, come here!" Wang Biao also saw Peng Yuanzheng and waved his arms.
Peng Yuanzheng walked over with a smile, hugged Wang Biao, and then said hurriedly, "Wang Biao, how about the two things that Tony did?"
Hearing this, Wang Biao's expression suddenly became a little weird and exciting: "I helped you find the eighth issue of "Chinese Spring and Autumn" in 1990. There is a copy in my dad's study; there is indeed a beautiful woman named Feng Qianru in the history department.
, I’m about to enter my senior year..."
"Brother, you have really good taste. This beautiful lady Feng is a star of the history department, but..."
Wang Biao lowered his voice and said, "It's just that this beauty is from a high family. Her grandfather lives in Dahongmen. However, it would be too difficult for you to pick up the precious granddaughter of the founding father."
Peng Yuanzheng smiled and said, "Aren't your parents high-ranking officials in the central ministries and commissions? You can help me. I want to meet this Feng Qianru, is it possible?"
Wang Biao felt ashamed and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "You think too highly of my brother. What kind of high official? I'm ashamed - my dad is just a deputy director-level cadre, and he is on the same level as the old man of the Feng family."
I'm not even qualified to carry someone's shoes when I'm living underground."
"Don't talk about Mr. Feng, even Feng Qianru's fathers are also great people. Let me tell you, her father is a highly qualified deputy director of the State Planning Commission, a ministerial leader, and it is said that he is a deputy director of the Government Affairs Council trained by high-level officials.
The popular candidate for prime minister. My second uncle is the commander of the field division and will soon be promoted to major general and deputy army commander; my aunt works in the national political participation organization, and my uncle is also very good. He is the seventh chief of Jiangnan Province."
Wang Biao was talking nonstop, and Peng Yuanzheng listened carefully.
The information revealed by Wang Biao is basically consistent with the information he knew in his previous life.
The Feng family in the capital is a top-notch red family. Mr. Feng is now at the center of high-level power. He has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son, Feng Botao, is the deputy director of the State Planning Commission. He is a high-ranking minister and will become the deputy director of a great power in the future.
Prime Minister; the second son Feng Bolin was the commander of a field division, and later became the deputy army commander, commander, and political commissar of a large military region, with the highest rank being general; although the youngest daughter Feng Boxia is an ordinary division-level cadre of the national political participation agency, her son-in-law is
A senior member of Yifang, the seventh-ranking head of Jiangnan Province, was later promoted to secretary of the Beijing Municipal Party Committee and became one of the dozens of people at the top of the peripheral core power.
Peng Yuanzheng judged that his father Peng Yuqiang should be the second son of Mr. Feng who was separated during the Anti-Japanese War. He was the real second son of Mr. Feng.
"So, I advise you to give up on this idea. There are beautiful women everywhere, and there is no grass anywhere in the world. Why bother provoking such a big shot that we can't afford to offend...Besides, we have no qualifications to offend others."
Wang Biao held Peng Yuanzheng's hand and walked towards the train station square while earnestly persuading Peng Yuanzheng.
Peng Yuanzheng gave a bitter smile and broke away, "You're full of gossip, I asked you to inquire about one person, and you came up with so much nonsense. I have something to do with Feng Qianru, how can you have such messy thoughts!
"
"That's it!" Wang Biao was startled, and then he chuckled, "But a girl of this caliber is not something anyone can see... At Wang Biao's house, Peng Yuanzheng published Mr. Feng's memoirs in front of him.
I checked the eighth issue of the magazine "Hua Xia Chun Qiu" in 1990 and checked the evidence on hand bit by bit, and it was confirmed beyond a doubt.
The evidence he has on hand includes Mr. Feng's handwriting, the dragon-patterned jade pendant, and the birth date... This is enough to prove his father's identity. But the key to the problem is how to hand over all these evidences completely.
In the hands of Mr. Feng himself, nothing can go wrong.
With his current status, he has no way to meet Mr. Feng. Even if he is the second generation of the Feng family, he is not qualified to contact him. The only possibility and breakthrough is with Feng Qianru.
But how he met Feng Qianru, how Feng Qianru reacted after receiving this shocking news, whether she would help him, and even whether the Feng family would agree to recognize her relatives... these are actually unknown. And even if there is sufficient evidence, it can be regarded as the Feng family's
For such a high-ranking red family, it is obviously very cautious to recognize relatives, and there are many variables in the process.
In any case, Feng Qianru is an extremely key figure to Peng Yuanzheng, and he must find a way to contact her alone.q
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