Chapter 14 She is more like a married daughter At six o'clock in the morning, Shen Manzhi woke up on time with his physiological alarm clock, washed briefly, went to the fitness room to exercise for an hour, and then returned to the room to take a shower and change clothes.
There is a document on the computer desk, which was dug out from the bottom of the cabinet last night.
Shen Manzhi's eyes fell on the bold words "Equity Transfer Letter" displayed under the transparent hard shell, and his expression turned slightly cold.
I was going to stay at Shen's house for two days, so I picked up the notebook on the bedside and had to solve the things Jing Mo told me.
The weather was good today, the wind was clear and bright. When Shen Manzhi returned to Shen's house, he saw the old lady wearing a pair of gold-rimmed reading glasses and reading a newspaper in the yard.
The old lady noticed the movement when the car was parked outside the iron gate. She raised her eyelids and saw a beautiful figure walking in, and then she calmly looked at the newspaper.
Shen Manzhi handed what he was carrying to the aunt beside him and greeted the old lady in a calm tone.
When Shen Manzhi was in Huaicheng, he would go back to the Shen family once a month to bring nutritional supplements to the old lady. Although the Shen family did not lack these, it had become a habit.
The old lady stretched out her hand to hold the corner of her glasses and glanced at what Shen Manzhi had brought. This time it was American ginseng.
His eyes fell on the newspaper, "I have these things at home. You didn't eat what you bought last time. Don't buy them."
Shen Manzhi stood in front of the old lady, his eyes falling on the large French window in front. Through it, he could see the living room, which was empty.
"Just pick what you like to eat."
The old lady flipped the newspaper and said with a gentle tone, "No one is home today, please stay for lunch."
In the past, she would stay for a while and leave without staying for a meal, let alone staying for one night. She was more like a married daughter who came back to pay her respects as usual.
"I'm going to Yuanjin Mountain tomorrow morning. I'll stay at home for two days." Shen Manzhi left these words and went to the room.
Yuanjin Mountain is a cemetery in Huaicheng, where Shen Manzhi's biological mother is buried.
The old lady raised her hand to take off her glasses, rubbed her fingertips across the corners of her eyes, and her eyes focused for a moment.
When lunch was approaching, Shen Manzhi came out of the room on the second floor and happened to meet Jiang Xu who was coming down the stairs from the third floor.
When Xie Yulan got married, he came once, when he was five years old. He moved out two months later. He was admitted to a university in other places and returned to Shen's house once. Shen Manzhi had seen him all.
Now that he has a successful career, he occasionally goes to Shen's company to help out, but stays out of other things.
Shen Manzhi had no hostility towards this person because he had never been hostile to her.
Xie Yulan and Shen Luo were not here, so Shen Duanwen was in the company all day and naturally was not here either.
The two young men sat down next to the old lady, one on the left and the other on the right.
The dinner table was extremely quiet except for the sound of aunt serving dishes.
Shen Manzhi took a piece of steamed fish belly noodles, lowered his eyebrows and carefully picked out the thorns, dipped it in the sauce, put it in the old lady's bowl, and ate the rice in the bowl with a calm expression.
The old lady was startled for a moment, then picked up the fish and put it into her mouth, feeling sour in her heart.
Her granddaughter was forced not to return to the Shen family. Although she was serious and cold to her as an old man, no matter how unworthy the family was, she was always willing to set aside time to pay filial piety.
After all, the old lady was old. There was some wind blowing in the yard in the morning. After the meal, she felt a little tired and needed a rest. Jiang Xu had already left the dining table.
So Shen Manzhi got up and helped the old lady back to the room. The old lady always treated her coldly, and the grandfather and grandson were speechless for a while. After Shen Manzhi took good care of the old lady, she lay down, tucked the quilt, closed the window, and left a small Ventilated and left quietly.
After coming out of the old lady's room, Shen Manzhi walked downstairs. Her computer and files were still in her car.
On the balcony of the room on the third floor, between the silver-grey curtains, the man in the rocking chair had a book spread out on his overlapping long legs. He wore a pair of silver thin-rimmed glasses under his tall nose. His eyes fell on a scene in the yard downstairs. On the slender back.
He remembered that when he first came to Shen's house when he was five years old, the little girl still called him brother with a milky voice.
Shen Manzhi was sitting cross-legged on the bed with a silver notebook on his lap. The screen contained a file directory listing the dozen or so clubs that were investigated in Huaicheng this time.
These doses were enough to inflict the death cameras were installed in some hidden corners of the Kyio Club. After she discovered the clues, she immediately handed the deputy manager Hua Li to the police station.
What about other clubs?
After discovering similar situations, some clubs have deliberately contacted staff and private room princesses in two situations: either they are paid to do things, or they are the offline people behind the scenes.
For the former, since it can be solved with money, it won't be a problem; for the latter, most of them have absconded in an organized manner, and it will take more time to catch the mastermind behind the scenes, because they used the people who brought the medicine in through the deputy manager Hua Li. Haven't found it yet.
Shen Manzhi thought for a minute, and then his fingers began to fly up and down on the keyboard flexibly. The letter codes that kept beating on the computer screen were dazzling, and phantoms were vaguely visible between the fingertips.
Her half-curved index finger was clasped on the Enter key, and rows of reading messages began to appear in the window.
The reading was completed in a few seconds. With your fingers moving, the white dots moving on the screen flexibly emerged from the virtual network densely packed with air defenses.
It is not advisable to alert the enemy until the outcome of the matter is clear.
Qin family.
Qin Shi sat on the sofa with his eyes open and a stern face as his mother told her about the arrangements for the second half of the semester and winter vacation.
Chang Yu was quite strict with him, but young master Qin upheld the fine tradition of respecting his elders and the upbringing he had cultivated since childhood, and always chose to accept the family arrangements rationally.
Therefore, the young man who was pushed too hard developed a rebellious soul at the right age and relied on wanton play outside to relieve the sense of urgency at home.
When he caught a glimpse of Qin Yanfeng coming downstairs, who was wearing a black formal suit, the young master looked straight at him.
Chang Yu wore a dark green skirt that reached her calves and a white velvet shawl. She held a schedule in her hand and drew her eyebrows carefully, not noticing her son's erratic eyes.
Qin Yanfeng walked out while buttoning the sleeves of his coat. When he received Qin Shi's open gaze, he went out without looking away.
"Winter vacation is in mid-January. The next day I will take you to see Teacher Yue to refer to your analysis report for this semester..."
There was a sound at the door. It was Qin Yanfeng changing his shoes. Chang Yu looked around, his expression a little lighter.
When she looked back at the person in front of her, she found that her always well-behaved and obedient child had been following the man with her gaze, and her eyes seemed to have a trace of... yearning?
Chang Yu stopped this thought and frowned slightly, "Qin Shi opened his eyes."
Qin Shiwen came back to his senses and looked at his mother seriously.
"Go back to your room and study."
Her child must be promising, and must not be like the eldest young master who cannot be reused by the Qin family.
Qin Shiwan was sent back to the study, where several sets of papers were spread out on the desk.
He stared at it and took out his phone to send a message to his brother.
[Qin Shifan: Brother, are you going out on a date? 】
[Qin Yanfeng: No. 】
[Qin Shihuan: You are dressed too formally today, you are very handsome. 】
The black suit and the shirt underneath are also black. Compared to the white shirt that has been standard for the past half month, which highlights the gentleness and elegance, the black suit makes him look even more evil, deep, handsome and alluring.
[Qin Yanfeng: Thank you. 】
Qin Shihuan:...
Am I complimenting you?You act like a peacock showing off its feathers, don't you think so? The young man put his phone away with a cold face and picked up his pen to write the test paper.
(End of this chapter)