Before dawn, a Mercedes-Benz drove up the mountain road of Repulse Bay, twisting and turning, and finally stopped at the gate of Luzhai Manor without going in. The old man inside didn't like the smell of car exhaust, even if the old man went out by himself.
With the help of the servant, he walked out step by step on crutches and across the bluestone slabs.
At half past five, the old man should go out for exercise.
When Zhang Moli entered, the servants were boiling water and preparing refreshments in the sun room built on the lawn.
Arriving at the gate of the villa, the old man came out. Zhang Moli found that the wrinkles on his face were much deeper. He was nearly ninety years old and counted down every day. He already had digestive dysfunction, and the doctor's advice was not to
I drank tea, but he didn't listen. He often said: "I'm old and have only a few days to live. If you don't let me drink tea, what's the difference between living and dead?"
Zhang Moli respects the old man, because the old man has watched her grow up. She met Lu Xiang when she was in college. It has been decades. Seeing that she is almost reaching the time when she first met the old man, she can't help but sigh.
"Uncle Lu."
The old man smiled and nodded: "Jasmine..."
He looked back, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "Shuangshuang didn't come with you?"
"No, I'm filming a movie. I'm busy with work. I think it will be over in a month or two. She also said she misses you." Zhang Moli panicked, but there was nothing she could do. Her beloved granddaughter went to Africa, and none of them dared to follow the old man.
explain.
"You are busy with your career, tell her not to worry about it." The old man, like all old people, always talks about what he thinks about his children and grandchildren. If such an old man walks outside, no one will know that he is one of the richest people in the world.
One of the invisible rich.
When the old lady went out, Zhang Moli looked away. She couldn't help but sigh. She still complained about He Congshuang in her heart. She had a headache when she thought of the phone call in the middle of the night last night. She rubbed her temples and walked into the house.
Went.
I knocked on the door of Lu Xiang's room, but there was no response. Mr. Lu would not get up so early. She was often busy until late at night.
Zhang Moli pushed open the door and entered, but the noise still woke up the people inside.
Lu Xiang opened her eyes vaguely and glanced at Zhang Moli. She was obviously surprised. She was not conscious enough to think too much. After slowly sitting up, she rubbed her brows and said, "So early? What's the matter?"
"Cong Shuang called me."
Lu Xiang smiled bitterly: "Don't you have a laissez-faire attitude towards her? What are you so anxious about? And last time you said that when she was away, you would be free and have a good vacation."
Zhang Moli looked at her steadily and said nothing.
Lu Xiang felt something was wrong and frowned: "Tell me, what's wrong?"
"Cong Shuang asked me to find the person in charge of the African branch."
"African branch?" Lu Xiang didn't respond for a moment. Zhang Moli had resigned from the head office many years ago and is now mainly responsible for He Congshuang's business management.
It wasn't until she was stunned for half a second that she came back to her senses: "The African branch is mainly engaged in raw ore mining. It has nothing to do with your business, right? Why is she looking for the person in charge?"
Zhang Moli didn't give in, because the matter was more serious: "Your daughter, called me... and said she had 500 kilograms of gold to sell to the African branch."
The words fell.
Both of them looked confused...
Yes, Zhang Moli received a call in the middle of the night, and she didn't sleep for the rest of the night. She kept thinking about what was going on, and finally thinking about it now, she didn't understand what was going on.
He Congshuang hung up the phone before I had time to ask.
She knew He Congshuang's temperament, but she didn't say it clearly, she just didn't want to say it. Things she didn't want to say would never be told to adults.
"You didn't say what happened?"
"If I told you, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to come find you."
Even Lu Xiang couldn't help but gasp at this moment: "Hiss... five hundred, five hundred kilograms, where did she get it?"
Shock was on the one hand, but their eyes were also full of anxiety and worry.
The Lu family is originally engaged in the resources business, so they naturally know about the solidification of the industry. Medium to large gold mines are in the hands of the state and large groups. Most of the small gold mines are not of high grade and the ore sources are unstable. It is only possible to mine 500 kilograms at a time.
Not realistic.
And the lower you are at the bottom, the more terrifying the strife is. Five hundred kilograms, tens of millions of gold, wealth and silk are very impressive. This is a huge amount of money that can cause death.
Where did He Congshuang, who had only been to Africa for less than half a year, get so much gold?
Zhang Moli couldn't give an answer, so she came here with the intention of asking Lu Xiang for a solution.
Lu Xiang pondered for a long time and suddenly said: "But...she is not a random person."
"..." Zhang Moli couldn't laugh or cry. It's now a time like this. Can you stop being so calm?
Is He Congshuang your biological child?
certainly.
Lu Xiang's idea is also logical. Although five hundred kilograms of gold is a huge sum of money, based on the education and personal character He Congshuang received, he is indeed not a person who violates laws and disciplines.
To be honest, it's only 20 million US dollars. If it falls into the account, the girl can still be happy for two days. If there are hundreds of kilograms of 'yellow ore' that need to be cashed out, she will find it troublesome.
He Congshuang is not short of money, and her Lu family is not short of money either.
"What do you think?" Lu Xiang asked.
Zhang Moli said: "I just didn't know what to do, so I came to find you."
"I decide?"
"Otherwise, Lu Xiang, can you act like a mother?"
"It's not that I don't want to be a mother, it's that some people don't want to be my daughter. Forget it... Since you said it, then just listen to me on this matter... Just go over and help her with things, and then
…”
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Moli understood: "Bring her back?"
"You're not going to spoil her temper again, are you?"
Zhang Moli took a deep breath and couldn't help but glance in the direction of the window. The outside was blocked by curtains, but the old man should be doing morning exercises on the lawn outside the window.
so……
"I'll bring her back."
Lu Xiang smiled and nodded: "Then I will arrange a flight for you. When can we leave?"
"In an hour."
…
at the same time.
He Congshuang sneezed and she caught a cold.
During the afternoon meal, she failed to come over. It was Zhou Sheng who took little Jieral to the residence of Desi's daughter and woke her up.
Then I felt confused all the way, and kept sniffling while eating...
Zhou Yisheng has determined one thing: goddesses are also human beings, and they also get sick.
"Two ways, injection or medicine?"
"Intramuscular injections have the fastest effect, while taking medicine takes a slower time."
He Congshuang looked up at him...
For the first time, he saw timidity in her eyes: "Is there no third way? For example, self-healing?"
Zhou Sheng couldn't laugh or cry. How can you be afraid of injections and medicine at your age?
"Immunity is reduced due to overwork. I don't think your body has the ability to heal itself, so choose quickly."
"Eat, take the medicine!"
Then.
He Congshuang regretted it.
The medicine is not cold granules, nor antibiotic tablets, but a large pot of Chinese medicine cooked in a clay pot.
Just the smell made her dry eyes, which were already uncomfortable, make her cry.