When Zhong Lingyu was a child, he followed his grandfather and did business.
I have been influenced by my ears and my eyes, and I know some negotiation skills.
She sold the theater at the right price.
Then he secretly went to Chen's mansion and asked Yunyi, the book boy next to Chen Tingze, to give the money to Chen Tinglan.
Chen Tinglan burst into tears.
She took the money, found Chen Yunzhang, and said with sobs: "Father, you always blame Lingyu. But when the Chen family is in trouble, she is the only one who helps us when the time is right. She even sells such a profitable property to help us."
Chen Yunzhang admitted that he was wrong to force his daughter to alienate Zhong Lingyu.
But because of the Chen family's business, he was already so worried that he really didn't have the energy to comfort his daughter.
He said tiredly: "Tinglan, please send this money back to Lingyu."
"Why?"
"Family business cannot be settled with money, do you understand what I mean?" Chen Yunzhang rubbed his sore eyebrows.
"What should we do?" Chen Tinglan collapsed.
She buried herself in her father's arms and cried, "Is our family going bankrupt?"
"Tinglan, father promises you that he will never let you live a hard life." Chen Yunzhang hugged his beloved daughter, "In a few days, you will go to study abroad. Your brother and I will take care of the family affairs."
"I don't want to be separated from you." Chen Tinglan burst into tears.
Chen Yunzhang also felt uncomfortable.
It's just that men have to support a family after all.
He asked the servant to take Chen Tinglan back to the bedroom.
Chen Tinglan calmed down, wiped her tears, took the money Zhong Lingyu gave her, and went straight to the Zhong Mansion.
Zhong Lingyu didn't expect that Chen Tinglan would come to her and return the money.
She brought Chen Tinglan into her bedroom.
Chen Tinglan sobbed and said, "Lingyu, don't get me wrong. It's not that my father doesn't want to accept your kindness. It's just that this money can't fill the hole in the Chen family. Instead, it's a waste of money. Thank you."
Zhong Lingyu felt uncomfortable.
She really didn't expect that the Chen family's business would be so difficult.
It seemed that she had to ask Shen Huaizhou for help in this matter.
Holding Chen Tinglan's hand, Zhong Lingyu comforted him: "Tinglan, don't cry yet. I'm going to find... Shen Huaizhou. He should have a solution."
"Really?" Chen Tinglan grabbed her hand, "Young Marshal is really willing to help the Chen family?"
Zhong Lingyu suppressed the depressed look in his eyes and said with a forced smile: "I will go talk to him. If there is any news, I will get back to you in time."
"Lingyu, thank you." Chen Tinglan hugged Zhong Lingyu, "My father said such outrageous things to you before, and I apologize to you on his behalf."
"I didn't take it to heart. After all, I was the one who caused your brother's trouble."
"It's nothing." Chen Tinglan shook his head, "It's not like you forced my brother to go against the young marshal. He did it out of his own subjective will and has nothing to do with you."
"Okay, don't mention the past. You go home first, but don't cry anymore."
Zhong Lingyu took the handkerchief and wiped her tears.
Chen Tinglan nodded, and then left under the watch of Zhong Lingyu.
She got into the Chen family's car.
But halfway, because the road was slippery, he accidentally collided with a car coming from the opposite direction.
The car was hit and stalled.
Chen Tinglan, who couldn't wait to bring the good news to his father, couldn't help but be furious.
She got out of the car.
At the same time, a man walked down from the opposite side.
The man is very handsome, with a slim build, as if he had stepped out of a painting.
Chen Tinglan was stunned for a moment.
*
After Chen Tinglan left, Zhong Lingyu tidied up at home.
Originally, she planned to go out and find Shen Huaizhou.
But Zhong Yuming suddenly called her into the study.
The servant said that Zhong Yuming didn't look good.
He also told her to be careful.
Zhong Lingyu didn't know why, so he could only push the door in suspiciously.
Zhong Yuming was pacing in the study, looking very ugly.
She asked in confusion: "Father, what's wrong?"
Zhong Yuming suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes fierce, he rushed over and slapped her with his hand.
Zhong Lingyu fell to the ground, his eyes piercing.
"You bastard, look at what good things you have done." Zhong Yuming slammed a newspaper in his hand on Zhong Lingyu, "The Zhong family's face has almost been lost to you."
Zhong Lingyu picked up the newspaper silently and lowered his eyes to read it carefully.
In the lower right corner, a photo easily caught her attention.
In the black and white photo, she and Fu Laoliu are in the same frame.
The two smiled at each other and seemed to have a good relationship.
Beautiful women in the same frame can be said to be a very eye-catching scene.
But the title above is more eye-catching than the photo: The daughter of wealthy businessman Zhong Zhong has a close relationship with Calormen’s top figures and is suspected of going to the sea!
Zhong Lingyu's face was slightly cold, "This is a rumor."
"Of course I know it's a rumor." Zhong Yuming smoked irritably, "So I found someone to deal with the newspaper that published the news, but you should also fight. There is nothing to say to a dancer. It's so self-destructive. If I am accidentally photographed, I will find trouble for me."
"Sorry to trouble you, father." Zhong Lingyu lowered his eyebrows and spoke softly.
After all, she is his most promising daughter, and her attitude is sincere.
Zhong Yuming gave him a slap and his anger was gone.
He warned: "If this happens again, I will whip you directly."
Zhong Lingyu made a perfunctory sound, then with a cold face, held the newspaper and went upstairs.
In the mirror, half of her face was swollen.
He looked very embarrassed.
She had a calm look on her face, sitting in front of the dressing table, applying ointment.
She thought carefully in her mind, who published the photo of her and Fu Laoliu in the newspaper, deliberately ruining her reputation?
Zhong Lingyu slowly collected his thoughts.
Zhong Yuming has many opponents in the business world, and it is not impossible to use her to cause trouble for Zhong Yuming.
If we want to exclude Zhong Yuming's side, it is the enemy who has a grudge against her.
It was nothing more than Mu Denglan and her three daughters.
But Mu Denglan is still recovering in the hospital, while Zhong Mingzhu has been greeting guests in the front hall.
Zhong Mingyuan and Zhong Mingyu were confined to the Zhong Mansion.
So who is it?
The scope of the investigation is so large that it is difficult to find the initiator.
Zhong Lingyu couldn't figure it out himself, so he simply put the matter aside for now.
The most important thing at the moment is the Chen family's affairs.
She must find Shen Huaizhou as soon as possible.
The affairs of the Chen family cannot be delayed any longer.
After thinking about it, Zhong Lingyu gave up applying the ointment.
She got some powder on her face, barely covering the redness and swelling, then got on a rickshaw and went to the area near the military government.
Zhong Lingyu, wearing a very wide hat, stepped forward and said to the guard guarding the door: "Is the young marshal here?"
The guard blinked, then raised a smile and said, "You are Miss Lingyu, right?"
Zhong Lingyu didn't know how she was recognized so easily. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes."
"The young marshal has given instructions that if Miss Lingyu comes, you should go to the old place to meet him, and he will wait for you there."
"I know, please."
Zhong Lingyu turned around and went to the annex.
There was no one in the living room on the first floor and the lights were dim. Only the master bedroom on the second floor was lit.
She went straight upstairs and opened the master bedroom door.
Under the rich white, Shen Huaizhou was wearing loose black velvet pajamas. He was leaning on the bedside and reading the Art of War. He was lazy and noble, and his profile was as sharp as a knife.
Shen Huaizhou was not surprised to see her coming.
He put the book aside casually, raised the corners of his lips, smiled and stretched out his hand to her, "Come here!"
