The wind whistled from the river. Zhao Wen unbuttoned his shirt and stood with his chest open in the wind. The skirt of his clothes was rustling, and the lights on the boat were swayed by the wind, swaying as helplessly as the branches on the shore.
The order is disordered and the sound is crackling.
Dou Yan's voice was as clear as a clear spring flowing from a stone, bringing a touch of life to the dull air: "Zhao Wen, where are you?"
"Out in the field."
When Dou Yan heard Zhao Wen's brief answer, he smiled softly and said, "It's okay, I'll call you. The main thing is to thank you."
There is so much noise about the Department of Construction investigating Tuyuan Company. Zhao Wen believes that the developer of Tuyuan Real Estate is not a fool. He will definitely consider the purpose and cause of the Department of Construction from several aspects, big and small.
From Dou Xian, you can find Dou Yan, from Dou Yan, you can contact Yu Shaoying, and if you find Yu Shaoying, you will find Che Huancheng. As for who Che Huancheng is leaning towards, it is clear at a glance.
So Dou Yan's words now indicate that her sister Dou Xian's matter of buying a house in the Gannan Development Zone has been resolved.
However, Dou Yan must have felt that the reason for the Department of Construction's investigation into the Tuyuan developer was because of her sister's purchase of a house, but she never expected that Zhao Wen would use the wind to promote Luqi (Luxing, a kind of stone roller, which is used to grind houses in rural areas).
Millet, a tool used to pierce the ground, is made of a single piece of stone and is relatively heavy), with the purpose of using his sister's purchase of a house to attack Feng Jianshun, and thus to deal with Chang Zeyu and even Deng Huarong and Deng Zaitian.
Of course, it was also to cause trouble for Feng Wanqing.
To be fair, Zhao Wen was a little disappointed with Feng Wanqing, who had always acted like a flowing cloud. It was as if his originally good expectations had gone through a long and difficult journey before he realized that the obsessions he had had only existed in his own wishful thinking.
How can there be any otherworldly people in this world? Even if they seem to be unworldly, they are based on a rich material foundation. Otherwise, if they work hard for a living every day, how can Feng Wanqing, a young woman in her twenties,
Can she start working hard for firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea? Her father Feng Jianshun's wealth did not fall from the sky for nothing.
Living in a family with no worries about food and clothing, Feng Wanqing must have been deeply influenced by her father's way of doing things. Therefore, the children created by such a well-fed family environment. Chen Sou and Feng Wanqing are two completely opposite extremes.
, one is confused and the other is sober and rational.
He only had contact with Feng Wanqing two or three times, and Zhao Wen told him based on his many years of wasted life experience that Feng Wanqing is a sober and almost cold person. She knows what she needs. Of course, this kind of character can appear in Feng Wanqing.
Qing also shows that Feng Wanqing is a very independent and thoughtful woman. This can be fully realized when she meets Deng Zaitian in front of the hotel.
Feng Wanqing was able to draw a portrait of Zhao Wen with the impression of a one-time relationship. This proves that she has a deep memory of Zhao Wen. Although she may not know who Zhao Wen is at the time, she may not know that she is Zhao Wen later.
The painting Wen Zuo had passed into Zhao Wen's hands, but there was really no reason why she couldn't recognize Zhao Wen from Fengming Mountain, the man she knocked to the ground, and Zhao Wen later abandoned his watch.
In Feng Wanqing's car, Feng Wanqing did not leave the contact information of both parties when they reunited with Zhao Wen outside the hotel, and when Zhao Wen asked Feng Wanqing to make a painting for him, Feng Wanqing
She agreed without even blinking, as if she had never done any painting for Zhao Wen. Her expression was as if Zhao Wen had deceived Chen Sou and said that Chen Sou had been meeting his compatriot Zhao Wu.
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Feng Wanqing is not the woman Zhao Wen imagined, but Zhao Wen will not think about why Feng Wanqing must be the kind of woman he imagined, and why Feng Wanqing should be what Zhao Wen expected and not what she is now.
Another look that frustrated him.
Therefore, Zhao Wen felt that since Feng Wanqing was not the woman he expected, then let this woman and her father be slowly destroyed together with the backers of their family.
At this moment, Zhao Wen felt that he was a tyrant, an unreasonable scoundrel, and a hopeless villain!
Of course, there is nothing wrong with being such a bad person. At least it proves that you have broken through another shackles in your own soul on the way forward, abandoned a fetter about love or emotional entanglement, and got rid of an indispensable factor in life.
tribulations.
In that case, what else do you have to care about in the future?
Who and what can stop me from going through the wind and waves?
"Love is just like a dick, even life is a dick!"
"No matter whether you have hair or not, you can't stop people from *Japanese* people. Likewise, whether you have hair or not, you can't stop people from continuing to live their lives."
At this moment, Zhao Wen was not happy at all because of his enlightenment and understanding of a problem in life related to the level of ideological realm. On the contrary, he felt more tired and angry, so in such a late summer when it seemed to be raining
In the middle of the night, the tone of his conversation with Dou Yan suddenly became as depressed and depressed as the dull air around him.
Sure enough, a bright bolt of lightning cut through the night. Zhao Wen seemed to be able to see clearly the towering mountains in the distance through this light, but in fact he saw nothing, except darkness, which was still darkness.
The lightning disappeared, and the world in his eyes became even gloomier.
"The Tuyuan developer refunded the two square meters missing from the house to my sister, and as an apology, they also gave my sister a parking space in the community."
Buying and selling houses in the Gannan Development Zone does not come with a parking space. The price of this parking space is unknown, but Dou Yan and her sister are still happy to receive something of value for free.
"Zhao Wen, thank you."
Hearing Dou Yan smile softly on the other end of the phone, Zhao Wenxin said that many people said thank you to her during this period, and what is the essence of these thank yous?
——That is power!
This is the benefit that power brings, and the essence of being an official is the possession and ownership of power!
When Dou Yan heard that Zhao Wen was silent, he asked himself if he had disturbed his rest: "I'm just a little excited, because I'm happy, so I called you at this time. I think I should tell you this as soon as possible."
The outcome of the matter."
Zhao Wen said that he was not disturbing: "I am not talking but I am listening to you. I just like to hear your voice."
Feeling that this sentence was a bit ambiguous, Zhao Wen explained: "The voice and tone of your words remind me of the time when I listened to the teacher's lectures in school. I was really carefree at that time."
"Only when you lose something do you realize how valuable it is... Haha, I hope to receive re-education from Teacher Dou."
After saying this, Zhao Wen felt that the misunderstanding was even bigger. But he couldn't explain it anymore. The more he talked, the more confused he became, and the darker the description became.
Maybe, I did drink a little too much tonight.
Dou Yan was silent for a while and finally said: "Then you are welcome to come to my place for re-education." Then he said goodbye to Zhao Wen.
Zhao Wen didn't feel anything about Dou Yan's last words. The voice disappeared in an instant with the wind that was gradually raging in the river bed. He sat alone for a while and prepared to sleep, but there was another one in the sky.
Lightning made Zhao Wen accidentally see a person on the shore.
This person was standing under a honey locust tree on the bank of the Wenshui River, leaning against a car. Like Zhao Wen, she was looking at the dark night, and the wind was blowing violently, blowing her long hair.
Her long hair was flying and swaying, and when Zhao Wenzai happened to see her in that flash of lightning, he felt that her eyes had just passed over him.
This person is none other than Feng Wanqing.
Feng Wanqing was wearing a long skirt again today. In the night, Zhao Wen couldn't tell the color of Feng Wanqing's skirt through the weak lights on the boat and the shore. Now the lights and shadows were intertwined, and Feng Wanqing's face was dark and unclear, as if
A ghost stood on the river bank, and the raindrops fell. Zhao Wen's heart moved, and he stood up and looked at Feng Wanqing.
Another thunder!
The whole world seemed to light up. The huge roar from the sky was deafening. The raindrops suddenly became denser, hitting the leaves and boat canopy with a tinkling sound. Zhao Wen saw that Feng Wanqing seemed to have a drill.
He meant to get into the car, so he ran along the side of the ship.
"Hi! Hello, painter!"
The smile on Zhao Wen's face was bright, and his expression was very sincere. Even in such an environment, Feng Wanqing could feel his enthusiasm.
"Why are you alone? Are you here to collect news?"
Feng Wanqing smiled when she looked at Zhao Wen, nodded, and before she could say anything, there was another flash of lightning in the sky. Zhao Wen said hurriedly: "Don't get into the car, be careful of being struck by lightning."
Zhao Wen looked around and said, "I have a place to stay on the boat. You and I can go up there and take shelter from the rain."
The trees overhead could no longer resist the force of the rain, and Zhao Wen's body was a little wet. Seeing that Feng Wanqing was still hesitating, he grabbed her hand, pulled her and ran to the boat.
"Blind, what are you thinking about? I caught a cold just thinking about it!"
Feng Wanqing was held by his hand, so she could only follow Zhao Wen, and arrived on the boat in two or three steps. However, Zhao Wen still held her hand and watched the lightning flashes one after another and said: "If God doesn't offend me, I won't let go."
Curse God. If God offends me, I will be angry!?"
Feng Wanqing finally laughed after hearing this and said, "What kind of logic is this?"
"I don't care what the logic is. Anyway, my originally good mood was muddied by the rain."
Feng Wanqing pinched Zhao Wen's hand with her fingers. Zhao Wen seemed to notice that he was still holding Feng Wanqing at this moment, and quickly let go. He smiled sheepishly, but his eyes glanced at Feng Wanqing's face.
With.
Feng Wanqing realized Zhao Wen's enthusiasm, moved back and asked: "Are you alone?"
"Yes and no."
"Now I am alone. There were a lot of people just now. Now a lot of people have left, so I am left alone."
Feng Wanqing laughed again: "You are really interesting."
"Do you have a towel?"
Zhao Wen slapped his forehead and said: "It's over. Look, the left side of my brain is full of water and the right side of my brain is full of flour. If I don't move, it's all mud. When I see a beautiful woman, I forget everything. It's a sin."
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"Wait a moment and I'll get it for you."
Zhao Wen entered the houseboat, took off his naked shirt, revealing his body with obvious abdominal muscles, grabbed a towel and came out, handed it to Feng Wanqing and said, "Why don't you come in and wipe yourself."
Feng Wanqing said no, wiped her hair dry with a towel, looked at Zhao Wen's strong body, and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I mean I'm looking around because I need to draw, what about you?"
"If I walk around one day, there are only two possibilities. One is that my body is traveling, and the other is that my soul is traveling."
"Obviously I'm the former."
Zhao Wen chuckled and said, "Actually, I am neither of these two right now. I just walked around randomly and wanted to clean myself up. I didn't expect to meet you. It shows that fate cannot be stopped."
But Feng Wanqing didn't respond to Zhao Wen's words. Zhao Wen suddenly felt that it was boring to keep showing off like this, so he simply went back and took a towel to wipe the rain off his body, weighed a bottle of beer and walked out, using his mouth
He bit off the bottle cap, spit it into the river with a pop, and then sat on the chair with a golden sword.
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