"Dongdong, look, why do I look at the car in the news? It seems to be the one you are riding in?"
After dinner, Pan Dongdong was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking up something on the laptop on his lap, when Lian Chunfang, who was watching TV, suddenly made a fuss.
Is this on TV first? So fast - Pan Dongdong's heart suddenly sank, and he raised his head and looked at the TV.
On the TV, the provincial TV station's "Thirty Minutes Tonight" program is playing.
A white BMW car and a man with a mosaic on his face took up most of the screen, surrounded by many people.
A clear female voiceover introduced: "At about five o'clock this afternoon, a shooting and homicide of a vile nature occurred in the snack street of xx District, Shencheng. The deceased was 59-year-old Wang Dongmei. According to onlookers, the deceased was riding a bicycle at the time.
The electric car passed through the snack street from the alley and had a slight collision with a white BMW. After the collision, the deceased fell to the ground and seemed to have injured her right leg - but just as she and the person who got out of the BMW
While the young man was arguing, the young man pulled out his pistol and pointed it at her. Then, 59-year-old Wang Dongmei fell into a pool of blood..."
Tang Wenju, who was studying the prices of seafood nearby, also put down the information in his hand and looked at the TV.
On the screen, the explanation remains: "Subsequently, the police arrived quickly and took control of the scene. However, the young man showed his work ID at this time and claimed to be a guard of the Central Security Bureau. He also denied that he shot the deceased - as of
Until now, apart from confirming that the young man was indeed from the Central Security Bureau, the police have not given any explanation on the truth of this case. But it is undeniable that Wang Dongmei's death aroused great anger among the onlookers at the scene.
Led by relatives, they surrounded the Shencheng District Government and demanded an explanation - according to insiders, the license plate number of this white BMW car is Shen axx8, and it is the special car of the boss of Shencheng Fuzui Group."
After seeing this, Tang Wenju and his wife slowly looked at Pan Dongdong with strange eyes.
Pan Dongdong remained motionless, staring straight at the TV.
The scene turned and the camera focused on the window of the BMW: "With the support of the people from the besieged district government, Wang Daxing, the son of the deceased, screamed in front of passers-by, who is the boss of Fuzui Group and why can he be equipped with security guards?"
Bureau guard? Why should he shoot his elderly mother to death just because of a small friction? Is this still the party's world? Who can stand up and give him justice and give the deceased justice? We
Will……"
After seeing this, Tang Wenju picked up the remote control and silently turned off the TV.
There was dead silence in the room.
After a long time, Pan Dongdong lowered his eyes and whispered: "Uncle Tang, Aunt Lian, that white BMW on TV is mine. I, I am the boss of Fuzui Group. In fact, Tang Peng has never
I tell you this because I want to give you a surprise after the group’s production base is completed.”
Tang Peng never told Old Tang and his wife about the founding of the Fuzu Group.
Before going to Iraq, he and Pan Dongdong also lied to Mr. and Mrs. Tang that they were going to the United States to inspect a catering project.
It's been more than a month since Tang Peng left, but he hasn't even called back.
At that time, Old Tang and his wife didn't care. After all, when he was in the United States, there was no news about him for half a year or six months. Now, he still changes women every now and then. There are some things that they, as parents, just don't care about.
So be it.
If it weren't for tonight's news, Old Tang and his wife would never have imagined that their son was the chairman of some group, and Pan Dongdong was the group's boss!
However, after reading the news just now, all this seems to be unimportant at all.
The important thing is: How could Pan Dongdong, the boss, be protected by someone from the Security Bureau? And he even killed someone!
After Tang Wenju slowly lit a cigarette, he asked in a low voice: "Dongdong, what is going on?"
"Yes Yes……",
Pan Dongdong opened and closed his lips a few times, but without speaking any words, his eye circles were red.
Old Tang's heart suddenly tightened, a bad feeling arose, and the right hand holding the cigarette began to tremble, just as his voice said: "Dong, Dongdong, is something wrong with Tang, Tang Peng?"
Lian Chunfang was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses and asked anxiously: "Dongdong, tell auntie, what is going on?"
Tears finally fell from Pan Dongdong's cheeks.
She threw away the computer, covered her face with her hands, fell to her knees on the ground with a thud, and burst into tears: "Uncle Tang, Aunt Lian! I, I'm sorry for you - woo woo!"
Pan Dongdong burst into mourning, and Lian Chunfang was completely shocked. He quickly held her in his arms, patted her shoulders and asked urgently: "My child, don't cry. Tell Auntie what's going on!" Pengzi
What? Is he really in the United States now?"
"He, he is not in the United States. He went to Iraq and unexpectedly encountered an accident."
Pan Dongdong knew that the matter could no longer be concealed at this point, so he simply told everything Tang Wenju and his wife didn't know, like pouring beans through a bamboo tube.
After hearing this, Old Tang and his wife were stunned.
Pan Dongdong hugged Lian Chunfang and cried: "Auntie, it's all my fault. I should have stopped Tang Peng from going to Iraq for cheap. It's my fault, it's all my fault!"
Tang Wenju and his wife looked as if they were stupid and didn't say a word for a long time.
…
If the fact that their son became the boss of the Fuzu Group and had a net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars could shock the couple to the ground, then the fact that Mr. Tang was suspected of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and now his life or death was uncertain, shocked them to the core.
They all flew away. If Pan Dongdong's plaintive cries hadn't echoed in their ears, they might have sat there like this until midnight: How could my son be a traitor to the enemy and a Western spy?
Even though Lian Chunfang is usually very smart and knows which supermarket in Shencheng has the cheapest Chinese cabbage, but after encountering this kind of situation, she can only say four words: at a loss.
On the contrary, Old Tang, who usually didn't like to talk much, soon woke up and reached out to pat Pan Dongdong on the shoulder. His voice was as old as an eighty-year-old man: "Dongdong, please stop crying now, uncle."
I have something else to ask you."
Pan Dongdong quickly wiped his tears, sat back on the sofa from the floor, and still held Lian Chunfang, who looked like a dementia, with his left hand: "Tang, Uncle Tang, tell me."
Tang Wenju asked in an uncertain tone: "Do you think Tang Peng would collaborate with the enemy and betray the country?"
"Never will!"
Pan Dongdong shook his head vigorously: "If he really did this, why would someone from the Central Security Bureau come to protect me and drive away the bad guys who want to take advantage of the Fuzu Group? What happened today was caused by those bad guys.
They want to use this matter to put pressure on Xue Wandi, the person who protects me, and use public opinion to force him to leave. I can swear that Xue Wandi did not fire at all!"
Tang Wenju didn't care at all who Xue Wandi was and whether he fired a gun today.
He only cares about his son's life and death now: "Then let me ask you, is Tang Peng dead or alive now?"
Without any hesitation, Pan Dongdong opened his mouth and said, "He must be still alive!"
"Then why didn't he show up?"
"Because it's not time yet."
"When is the time?"
"I don't know either - Uncle Tang, I don't know exactly what's going on.":
Pan Dongdong shook his head in pain: "I just know that some people are investigating Tang Peng, but there are also people who are protecting Tang Peng. But I believe that he has never collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, because we all know him well, right?"
Before Old Tang said anything, Lian Chunfang suddenly wailed, clapped his hands on his knees and cried: "Oh, my son, why are you so miserable! Why do you want me to be your mother...
…”
"okay!"
Tang Wenju suddenly let out a loud voice, which made Lian Chunfang tremble and swallow the rest of his words.
Old Tang stood up with a gloomy face and looked at Lian Chunfang: "Now is not the time to cry! I believe that my son did not do anything that would bring shame to the ancestors! All of this is just what Dongdong said, it is just someone else who wants to gain something.
The conspiracy about my son’s property! Now that my son has a family and is unable to return, they are using despicable means to frame Dongdong in an attempt to achieve their goals. I..."
Lian Chunfang looked at Old Tang and asked pitifully: "How are you?"
Tang Wenju said nothing, turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Then, he quickly walked out, holding his bright butcher knife in his hand.
Tang Wenju's face was full of murderous intent: "You idiot, whoever dares to use conspiracy and trickery to seize my son's property, I, Tang Wenju, will fight to the death with him!"
Lian Chunfang wiped her tears with her backhand, stood up and said, "You are the only one who wants to fight to the death with those conspirators who dare to kill people?"
Tang Wenju said proudly: "Why, you don't believe it?"
Before Lian Chunfang could say anything, Tang Wenju added: "Don't forget, we are not fighting alone! The great leader taught us that in the face of evil forces, we must unite all forces that can be united! No matter how powerful the enemy is, we cannot
If you win, you will eventually be drowned in the ocean of the people."
Looking at her arrogant husband, Lian Chunfang asked timidly: "Who are you planning to unite with?"
"All the forces that can unite! Do you remember those people who took the initiative to visit our home except Dongdong?"
Tang Wenju smiled indifferently and asked Pan Dongdong: "Besides, we also have comrades from the Central Security Bureau to help us. Dongdong, where is that Xue Wanni?"
Pan Dongdong pursed his lips and replied in a low voice: "After the shooting incident, he went directly to the airport, saying that he was going back to Beijing to report the situation here to the chief."
Before Old Tang and his wife could say anything, Pan Dongdong said, "But, I guess it's impossible for him to come back."
Old Tang gently wiped the butcher's knife with his right hand and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, even without him, I can still hold up a sky for you."
Old Tang's words made Lian Chunfang feel warm in her heart, and her eyes when she looked at him were filled with admiration.