Zhou Qingquan was startled, then nodded and said, "Indeed, Awen and I have known each other since childhood and are very good friends."
After saying that, he seemed to remember something, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that Awen is only interested in boxing training and doesn't like doing business..."
Luo Heng understood what he meant.
In the original plot, Zhou Qingquan approached Ip Man to invest in his cotton yarn factory.
In the end, Ip Man just borrowed money and did not want to get involved in the business.
This time, it was because of Luo Heng's intervention.
Zhou Qingquan met Luo Heng who was selling gold bars.
On a sudden impulse, I thought of the batch of smoke and soil in the Fuqing Bang warehouse.
Offered to cooperate with Luo Heng.
The plot takes a completely different path here.
"The goods have been handed over to you. That's it for today. I'm waiting for Mr. Zhou's good news."
Luo Heng smiled and was about to leave with his hands behind his back.
Zhou Qingquan asked curiously: "Why did you mention Ah Wen?"
Luo Heng waved his hands and said casually: "It's nothing. I'm going to sing in a big opera tomorrow night, and suddenly I thought of Master Ye..."
Zhou Qingquan nodded and said with a smile: "Awen's wife does like to listen to operas. I didn't expect you to have such a hobby at such a young age."
Luo Heng didn't explain, and shook his head happily and left.
As for tobacco and soil, it is a business without capital anyway.
Zhou Qingquan had just passed a small test.
This trust should be considered a big test.
If he can keep his promise and bring the money back.
Naturally, Luo Heng would not really let Zhou Qingquan set up a cotton yarn factory.
Once the war broke out, all the money invested in the veil factory in Foshan was wasted...
All the way back to the boxing gym.
Looking at the carriage parked at the door, Luo Heng was slightly stunned.
It seems that Nima comes back from going out these few times.
The second girl in the palace is waiting for me...
Subconsciously, he walked faster and entered the door.
Then he saw that handsome face with a heroic spirit.
With a smile on his lips, he was standing under the corridor, watching the senior brother leading the junior disciples to practice Zhuang Kung Fu.
"Why are you here again?"
Speaking subconsciously, Luo Heng knew that he had said the wrong thing.
He just didn't socialize much in the past, and he wasn't really stupid. There are so many videos on the Internet, I have watched them for a while...
Sure enough, the smile on Gong Er's lips dropped.
He said calmly: "My father knew that senior brother was injured and asked me to send some medicinal wine."
Luo Heng nodded, feeling a little depressed. Didn't he come here for his friends?
Just about to enter the house.
But the senior brother called from behind: "Junior brother, where have you been just now? Everything is ready, let's set off now?"
Luo Heng was startled and asked casually: "Where are you going?"
Senior brother Huo Qingyun said helplessly: "Junior brother, master used to be a little harsh on you, but now that everyone is gone, can't you let go?"
Only then did Luo Heng come back to his senses.
It seems that the senior brother did mention before that he wanted to visit his father’s grave.
When a great vengeance has been avenged, one should go to the grave to make sacrifices.
Luo Heng didn't want to have any dispute with his senior brother on this matter.
During this time, I learned about some of my father Luo Li’s past.
He really became very curious about Luo Li's past.
In the memory of the original owner, his father was never around when he was a child, and he only came back when he was almost ten years old.
At that time, the eldest brother was with Dad.
Presumably he should have some knowledge of his father's past.
So he smiled and said: "Elder brother, you have misunderstood, I will set off right now."
Gong Erben still had something to say that he wanted to chat with Luo Heng.
It’s just that it’s my daughter’s family after all.
Although she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, her temperament is not as coy as ordinary women of this era.
But it’s not good to get too entangled at this time.
He showed a faint smile and said, "Since you have something to do, I'll go back first."
With that said, he led Lao Jiang out.
Luo Heng was smarter now and said with a smile: "I'll give it to you..."
Lao Jiang almost opened two holes in Luo Heng with his eyes.
Damn it, this guy has no good intentions if he shows his courtesy for nothing!
In Foshan these days, he also heard some news about Luo Hengchang.
Sleeping flowers and asking willows, wandering and prodigal...
But I really haven’t found any good reputation at all.
If it hadn't been for these few days, I would have seen Luo Heng's performance with my own eyes, which was completely different from the rumors.
At this time, Lao Jiang might not have poked Luo Heng with his eyes, but drawn his knife and poked him...
Luo Heng noticed Lao Jiang's gaze and smiled at him indifferently.
He didn't know what this old guy was thinking. He thought that Lao Jiang was a executioner and had too much evil spirit. This is how he looked at people...
Gong Er's cheeks were slightly red and he remained silent.
He lowered his head and walked to the door. When he was about to get on the carriage, he turned back and said, "Master Luo, will you go to the Golden Tower tomorrow night?"
He seemed to feel that his words could easily cause misunderstanding, so he explained: "My father wants to meet you there..."
Luo Heng grinned: "Of course I will go."
Gong Er nodded and smiled as brightly as a red plum.
"Then see you at Jinlou tomorrow night!"
Then he stooped and got into the carriage.
Luo Heng raised his hand and wanted to respond.
Lao Jiang pulled the reins and left quickly...
"Junior brother, let's set off."
Senior brother Huo Qingyun followed.
Behind him, the third senior brother Wang Huashun was holding a bamboo basket with ingot incense candle inside.
The three of them left the boxing gym together.
The Luo family came to Foshan that year and relied on Luo's Bajiquan to open up the situation.
Lay a foundation in Foshan.
Counting up to Luo Heng, it is already the third generation.
But it's not that long ago. There are naturally no ancestral graves of the Luo family in Foshan.
The place where dad Luo Li was buried was just on a hillside in the suburbs.
The three of them arrived at the grave.
Senior Brother Huo Qingyun stared at a pile of paper dust on the ground.
He frowned and said, "Has someone come here just now?"
Only then did Luo Heng notice that his father's new grave had not yet grown grass.
A pile of fresh ashes that had obviously been burned not long ago was slowly flying away with the breeze.
It's not a holiday, nor is it a day celebration.
Who will come to burn paper at Dad's grave?
Just as doubts arose in my mind, I heard a sharp bird call from the woods not far away.
Luo Heng was slightly stunned, instinctively feeling that something was not right about the bird's chirping...
Then I heard several more screams echoing in the woods on the other side.
The elder brother's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "This sound is wrong! There is someone in the woods..."
The third senior brother quickly put down the bamboo basket in his hand.
Keep an eye on the woods...
Damn it!
What kind of bird song is this?
It's obviously a whistle!
Luo Heng suddenly realized, wasn't this whistle a signal to contact Zhang Muzhi's group of bandits?
Whistles came and went, and there were sounds from three or four places in the woods.
Luo Heng knew in his heart that Zhang Mazi had a relationship with his father. It must be that they had just burned paper money for his father.
Seeing the nervous look of senior brother and third senior brother.
Explained: "Senior brother, don't worry, this should be an acquaintance of my father..."
Third senior brother Wang Huashun said curiously: "Junior brother, how do you know?"
Without waiting for Luo Heng to answer.
The senior brother then asked: "Junior brother, have you recently been in contact with master's former acquaintances?"
Luo Heng was startled?
I still haven’t figured out what the senior brother meant.
Huo Qingyun thought to himself: "Master once told me that there was an old friend who was good at a kind of bamboo whistle, which could be used as a signal to transmit information to each other.
"But that man has evil intentions, and the master has parted ways with him.
"Junior brother, if the master is still here, he will never allow you to associate with that kind of person. How much money you have received from others, we will refund it..."
Luo Heng laughed dumbly.
As expected of a senior brother, he just heard the bamboo whistle and imagined the plot of collecting money...
He shook his head and said: "I confiscated other people's money. I earned all that money with my own hard work. Senior brother, don't worry.
"Besides, my father said he has evil intentions? Are you sure you remember correctly?"
Huo Qingyun shook his head and said, "I remember every word the master said. How could I be wrong?"
