He Chong sighed and recited the person's name, repeated it again, and then asked: "You always think highly of Li Wei, why?"
Without waiting for his son's response, He Chong asked and answered himself: "It's also because of twenty or thirty years of experience. In the past, that guy Li Wei used soft knives and hard knives. He poked them in and pulled them out. In the end, they scared you."
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He Donglou saw that the corner of his father's eye twitched. He didn't know whether it was because he was stimulated by his grandfather's words, or because he really thought of some unbearable past events.
Soon, He Bozheng spoke to explain, speaking a little faster: "This is not a question of whether you are afraid or not, but it must be considered in many ways. Li Wei's penetration into some fields has become irreversible. In Xia City, how many
People rely on him and cannot get around him if they want to do something."
He Chong shook his head: "You just said you can't get around him, but in the end, did he take a serious look at you? You are just greedy to see that he can leak some benefits at any time, and you join in, but you are intimidated by the appearance behind the benefits.
…”
He Bozheng opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak again.
This is basically the default.
In such a situation, He Donglou found it more and more unbearable. He was not a person with strong empathy, nor did he feel particularly deeply about those old things, but as a human being, especially "Kong Tian He"
'People should have at least some backbone, right?
Even if he doesn't, turning into a cold-blooded political animal and a pure profit calculator is still worthy of his current family background and status.
But could it be that the middle-aged man in front of him, his father, had a deflated pig urine stuffed under his cold outer shell?
He wanted to slap the table and get up, but he was already standing some distance away from the tea table, so in the end he could only slap his thigh:
"As for what I mean? I also know that Li Wei, he is indeed a very powerful character. But now, isn't it recognized in the other world that Li Wei is also very afraid of Ronan? Since he has people he is afraid of, why should we?
Afraid of him?"
He Donglou's logic is touching, but his momentum is commendable. He speaks smoothly and simply reveals the old story: "We and Li Wei have an old grudge for many years. Sister Yueyin's family was destroyed by him...
"
He Bozheng gave him a cold glance, but it was a step down from his previous complete disregard.
He Donglou became more courageous and said more and more uncontrollably: "You can't be a sister, but Dongliang and I still need this sister!"
The corners of He Bozheng's eyes twitched again. This time he really stared at his son's face, squeezing each word out through his teeth: "Some people... are self-righteous and have ruined themselves and their family. This way.
It's enough for the He family to do something about it once. When you come here this time, I want you to be the eyes and ears. If you want to talk nonsense, just get out!"
He Donglou just chuckled and got into the mood completely: "Who is self-righteous? Who is self-righteous? It's just us... Do you want to vote now and have a vote?"
He looked at his grandfather, who was also the biggest supporter at the scene: "He Shuai, what do you think?"
Seeing his son and grandson fighting against each other, He Chong laughed again: "Don't look for me. I'm the one who buried my neck. Even if I really voted, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the day of the general election."
The "voting" he mentioned is not the same thing as what He Tung Lau said. But considering He Bozheng's current career direction, these words are a bit heavy.
He Donglou immediately stopped speaking, and He Bozheng also took a deep breath and leaned over: "Dad, what I mean is..."
He Chong waved his hand: "I thought we had already communicated well. I called the child back, let him listen and see more, and then ran errands to pass the news, so that the communication was done properly. But now
It seems that, let alone the outside world, our communication is not very good."
"Hey...hey?"
He Donglou turned his mind two more times before he finally came to his senses: It turned out that he was so eager to fight back home and wanted to be the family whistleblower and savior. In the end, he actually became the "tool man" in the plans of the two people in front of him.
.
No wonder, before they talked back and forth as if they had the right lines, they wished they could tell their thoughts... This was especially true for Chief of Staff He.
So the so-called "running errands to spread the word", does it mean that through him, the private communication in the sunroom is conveyed to the outside...to Ronan?
What the hell kind of trick is this?
This time, the twitching corners of his eyes and mouth were replaced by those of He Donglou.
For a moment, he almost threw away in shame and anger. The reason why he could still stay was because of the support of his father's equally embarrassed and ugly face.
Anyway, I'm not the only one who is embarrassed.
The drama that was agreed upon turned out to be really popular in the end, and the performance was ruined - Chief of Staff He was truly embarrassed.
He Donglou just stared at his father. He originally wanted to see his grandfather continue to suppress the fire. Unexpectedly, the old man probably talked too much and entered the rehydration state again, and the sunroom entered a long period of embarrassing silence.
"Well, can I ask?"
Tian Shui's younger brother, He Dongliang, is still a teenager with a strong desire to participate and express himself. He listened to a lot and digested some of it, and now he finally couldn't help raising his hand to speak:
"You're talking about Brother Luo Nan and that Li Wei, but aren't we discussing Luo Yuan today? Uncle, you and Luo Yuan have a secret affair... Well, it's a wrong choice of words. It helps to understand the intention. I mean, this kind of thing
Contact, even if Brother Ronan tolerates it and doesn’t care, why does Levi accept it? Just because we take the initiative to cause trouble for Brother Ronan?"
Sure enough, the destructive power of speaking after careful consideration is different, and the words are already very sharp.
He Donglou was also reminded, his thoughts suddenly opened up, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, if I were Li Wei, I would be happy to see the success, but I would fan the flames and light a fire, wouldn't it be nice? Let Ronan and Luo
Wouldn't it save trouble if Yuan starts fighting with our family? If he really wants to cause trouble, no matter how good Ronan's temper is, sooner or later there will be a day when he can't hold it back anymore... In other words, is his temper really good?"
By the way, when He Donglou and Ronan first interacted, it seemed that he went out to kill a round, at least two or three lives in his hands - I didn't know it at the time, but later they told the story from the paper cutting and combined the memories, it was really impressive.
He Chong nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with the two grandsons' ideas. He put down the water glass and looked at how He Bozheng would answer.
With just two children, He Bozheng was too lazy to answer, but with his biological father in mind, he had to express something.
Not to mention, after this round of questioning, the awkward atmosphere in the sunroom has improved. Especially after He Bozheng suppressed his emotions and slowed down his speech:
"Cooperating with Luo Yuan is not about pleasing anyone or getting rid of anyone. It is also impossible to rely on the emotional preferences of any party. The most important reason why this cooperation can be successful is:
"Luo Yuan is a careerist."
"What do you mean?" He Donglou asked.
He Bozheng glanced at him coldly, but moved his water glass on the tea table, forming a "line" parallel to the edge of the table with the cup He Chonggang put down.
"Now, Li Wei and Xia Cheng have almost set up camp and set up flags, and the two armies are facing each other, but the battlefield has not yet been clearly defined. A large number of military formations and rangers, neither this side nor that side, are all wandering around.
Reconnaissance. Looking at the chaos, the pattern is actually established. It is only a matter of time to sort it out.
"This confrontation between the two superpowers will definitely affect the
It affects the whole situation, and Xia Cheng can't even think of staying out of it. Once the confrontation pattern is formed, according to historical experience, everyone will be forced to choose sides, either this or that.
"Instead of waiting for this situation to arise and then racking our brains to find room for maneuver, it is better to find ways to interfere now. Even if it is difficult to reverse the trend, it is good to have a buffer."
Hey, this seems to be useful stuff.
Combining what he learned from his daily interactions with Papercut and the others, He Donglou could instinctively detect a relatively clear set of ideas in it. However, he had not yet figured out how to implement it.
Fortunately, He Dongliang spoke for him: "What does this have to do with Luo Yuan?"
He Bozheng answered readily: "Luo Yuan, as a gene trafficker, has been active on the fringes of political and business circles for many years. He does have considerable technology, and some influence and connections. If he wants to become a 'capital'
, five years earlier. But he still kept a low profile. It was not until last year that the technology in his hands was fully mature and soared.
"Such a person must want to do something: it can be change or destruction, but it doesn't matter. We only need to know that he has the potential to expand rapidly in a short period of time and the strength to support the situation.
"
He Donglou blinked, not sure: "Do you want him to become the third pole?"
"It's not that easy. Although I don't want to admit it, if I want to fight against that kind of monster who stands at the top of the world, he is still a little behind. To make up for the gap, I can't do it alone, and the He family can't support it either."
"Then you still..."
"Is the He family the only one in the world?"
"..."
"Besides, it won't become the third pole. It's acceptable to have a buffer for a few years. Things are unpredictable. Maybe there will be other variables?"
"Well……"
Frankly speaking, it suddenly became easier to accept it, both intellectually and emotionally.
But soon, He Donglou wondered whether this was a script for him, a "tool man"?
"In addition, there is a little selfishness in choosing to cooperate with Luo Yuan." As he spoke, He Bozheng put the soft screen he had been handling on the tea table and showed it to them.
It is a set of medical imaging data and corresponding diagnostic certificates.
He Bozheng made it clear: "It was found out some time ago that my liver is occupying space and it is malignant."
He Donglou took a breath of cold air.
He Chong frowned, but remained calm: "Ordinary people have many difficulties, but for you, they are just a little troublesome."
"But to live with quality and live as long as possible, I really need Luo Yuan's skills - at least according to him, his skills are probably the most suitable for people who have no talent and no time. As long as
rich."
He Bozheng's eyebrows showed a rare calmness and clarity: "Dad, let me say something from the bottom of my heart: I hope that this era will not change.
"Human beings like me are destined to be short-sighted, the structure of the city-state system, the fragmented world, and individual monsters beyond imagination have shattered the possibility of a great collective will taking shape again.
"If the direction trend cannot be violated, the insects on the track of the times, no matter how much they turn, are destined to not reverse the road. Instead of doing meaningless work, it is better to do everything possible to maintain the status quo, reduce turmoil, and survive. Maybe it will still happen.
I can survive until the day when another story happens."
He Donglou had just recovered from the diagnosis certificate and was in a daze. He looked left and right, wondering again, was this a scene in the script design, or was it really something he said from the bottom of his heart?
Doubts filled my chest, but it was a dull feeling that pressed in. If you think about it carefully, it's the kind of anxiety and confusion that seems to make you want to work hard, but is powerless in front of the natural chasm, and is at a loss.