"Levi, Levi."
He Chong sighed and read the person's name, repeated it again, and then asked: "You always look higher than Li Wei, why?"
Without waiting for his son to respond, He Chong asked and answered himself: "It's also the 20 or 30 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." .”
He Donglou saw that the corner of his father's eye twitched. He didn't know whether he was stimulated by his grandfather's words, or he really thought of some unbearable past events.
Soon, He Bozheng spoke and explained, 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 there is no way around him if they want to do something.”
He Chong shook his head: "You only said that you can't get around him, but in the end, did he look at you seriously? You were just greedy to see that he could leak some benefits at any time, and you joined in, but you were 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 increasingly unbearable. He is not a person with a strong ability to empathize, and he does not have particularly deep feelings about those old things. But as a human being, especially a person with "Kong Tian He", he should have the minimum integrity, 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's 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. In the end, he could only slap his thigh:
"As for what I mean? I also know that Levi, he is indeed a very powerful character. But now, isn't it recognized in the other world that Levi is also super 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 brings up 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 want 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 destroy themselves and their family. This way. It's enough for the He family to go out once. This time when you come here, 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 his 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 Ho Tung Lau said. But considering He Bozheng's current career direction, these words are a bit harsh.
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. Call the child back, let him listen and see more, and then run errands to pass the news, so that the communication is done properly. But now it seems that, let alone the outside world, It’s just that we, husband and wife, don’t communicate very well.”
"Hey...hey?"
He Donglou turned his mind two more times before he finally came to his senses: It turned out that he was so passionate about returning home that he wanted to be the whistleblower and savior of the family, but in the end, he turned out to be 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" is to convey the private communication in the sunroom to the outside...to Ronan through him?
What the hell kind of trick is this?
This time, the corners of his eyes and mouth were twitching, and it was He Donglou.
For a moment, he almost walked away in shame and anger. The reason why he can still stay is all because of his father's equally embarrassed and ugly expression.
Anyway, I'm not the only one embarrassed.
The drama that was agreed upon turned out to be a real hit in the end and was completely ruined - Chief of Staff He was truly embarrassed.
He Donglou just stared at his biological father. He originally wanted to see his grandfather continue to suppress him with fire. Unexpectedly, the old man probably talked too much and entered the rehydration state again, and the sunroom fell into a long period of embarrassing silence.
"Well, can I ask?"
Tian Shui's younger brother He Dongliang is still a teenager at heart and has a strong desire to participate and express himself. After listening to a lot and digesting some of it, I finally couldn’t help but raise my hand and 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 Contact, even if Brother Ronan tolerates it and doesn't care, why does Levi admit 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 wouldn't it be nice to fan the wind and light a fire inside? Let Ronan and Luo Wouldn't it save trouble if Yuan fights with our family? If he really wants to cause trouble, no matter how good-tempered Ronan is, sooner or later there will be a day when he can't hold it back... In other words, is his temper really good? "
By the way, when He Donglou first interacted with Ronan, 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, seeming to agree with the two grandsons' ideas. He put down the water glass and looked at He Bozheng's answer.
With just two children, He Bozheng was too lazy to answer, but with his biological father, 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:
"Working with Luo Yuan is not about trying to please or get rid of anyone, nor can we rely on the emotional preferences of either 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 to form 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 confronting each other, but the battlefield has not been clear yet. A large number of soldiers and rangers, neither this side nor that side, are all wandering around. Reconnaissance. Looking at the chaos, the pattern is actually established. It is just a matter of time to sort it out.
"This confrontation between the two superpowers will definitely affect the whole situation, and Xiacheng cannot stay out of it. Once the confrontation is formed, according to historical experience, everyone will be forced to choose sides, either one or the other.
"Instead of waiting for this situation to arise and then racking your 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.
Combined with what he learned from his daily interactions with the paper cutters, He Donglou could instinctively detect a relatively clear set of ideas in it. But how to implement it specifically is not clear yet.
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 possess considerable technology, as well as some influence and connections. If he wants to become a 'capital' , five years earlier. But he still kept a low profile. Until last year, 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, unsure: "Do you want him to become the third pole?"
"It's not that easy. Although I don't want to admit it, he is still a little short of a monster who stands at the top of the world. To make up for the gap, I can't do it alone, and the He family can't support it."
"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 was suddenly easier to accept, 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 was a set of medical imaging data and corresponding diagnostic certificates.
He Bozheng pointed it out directly: "It was found out some time ago that my liver is occupying space and it is malignant."
He Donglou took a breath.
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 twist and turn, are destined to not reverse the path. 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. Can survive until the day another story happens.”
He Donglou had just recovered from the diagnosis certificate and was a little dazed. He looked left and right, wondering again, was this a scene in the script design, or was it really a true heartfelt statement?
Doubts filled my chest, but a dull feeling pressed inside. If you think about it carefully, it is the kind of anxiety and confusion that seems to work hard, but is powerless and at a loss in the face of the natural chasm.
