2006: School beauty loves me again

A one-kilometer road is not long, just two and a half laps around the playground, but the feeling of walking on the beach is different.

For the first ten minutes or so, the crowd was still talking and laughing, but then it became quiet.

The straight beach is surrounded by sea water on both sides, which can only be heard but not seen.

The early morning is wrapped in steaming mist, and it is a humid world.

The crowd hiking from the South Island to the North Island collectively turned into devout pilgrims, looking down at the wet sandy road beneath their feet, and moving forward quietly amid the sound of the waves, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

Shen Ningfei had no experience, so unlike others he changed into slippers in advance. After walking a few hundred meters, his shoes and socks were soaked.

Halfway through the journey, some people had already turned around and started to go back, cursing.

The number of people who finally reached the North Island was less than one-third of the number who started out.

The North Island is very small. Locals say you can see the whole thing at a glance, but today the fog is so heavy that you can’t see anything.

Shen Ningfei followed the others and continued walking forward towards a small hill. The statue of the Dragon King was on the top of the hill.

The mountain is not high, only about 200 meters, but the road becomes narrower as you go up. There is only one man-made stone road that can only accommodate one person, and there are rocky cliffs on both sides.

In this way, hiking shoes have advantages over slippers.

Hearing people in front and behind him muttering about the slippery road, Shen Ningfei felt a rare hint of playfulness in his heart.

There is a small terrace on the top of the mountain. The sea breeze is surprisingly strong, and the thick fog seems to condense into raindrops, which will soon cover people's faces with water droplets. Shen Ningfei feels a little cold. He looks back at the sea, but the sea is gone. He looks down at the mountain, but the mountain is gone too. The whole world turns into a monotonous and gloomy dark gray.

The so-called Dragon King statue was also a huge disappointment.

There is a depression under the cliff next to the platform, with a statue of a deity the size of a desk lamp placed there. In front of it stands a small black incense burner, which is half full of ash and has no offerings. It is obvious that no one has been offering sacrifices for a long time.

The so-called tourist attractions are extremely sloppy.

Shen Ningfei heard foreign tourists cursing constantly, and locals who brought their friends here made jokes, saying that it was all for foreigners to see and they were all the same.

A few middle-aged women who came with their belongings went over to the Dragon King statue, put their hands together, and bowed a few times, but no one knelt down to worship.

Someone else said: "If it's a spirit, please let it clear up soon, otherwise I can't take pictures, Mashiro is here."

Shen Ningfei sat in the breeze for a while, and then after resting, he knelt on the dirty and wet cushion, bowed his head and clasped his hands together to make a wish.

She believed in these spirits and ghosts because of the influence of her mother.

Although Wu Yu is a highly educated, intellectual and strong woman, she loved to worship gods when she was young. The Ant Temple on the Jining grassland was built by Wu Yu when she was a child in the early 1960s. It is said that during the turbulent decade of the Ming Dynasty, a female Taoist priest lived there for a long time and was very popular.

When she grew up, Shen Ningfei's grandmother took Wu Yu to burn incense. When Shen Ningfei grew up, he also often went to accompany his mother to fulfill her vows.

She didn't know what wish her mother had made that had come true, but she liked the peaceful atmosphere in the Taoist and Buddhist temples.

Wu dialect says, there is a god above your head, you don't have to believe in it, but you have to respect it. I don't know about other things, but there must be karma, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

Shen Ningfei had no desires since she was a child. She never made a wish, and every year the candles on her birthday cake were hastily blown out with the words "I hope my parents are healthy."

But last night, she wanted to make a wish for herself.

She and Fang Yuan were both born in the year of the dragon, so it would never be wrong to worship the Dragon King.

A lifetime of happiness - she thought it was too luxurious.

Let him love me forever - she thought it was too selfish.

'Although I don't know clearly, I can always feel that he has a lot on his mind. May he be happy and healthy, and may everything go well for him. If he and I are to separate, the reason must be that he doesn't love me anymore.'

Shen Ningfei stood up. There were two wet spots on the knees of his gray cotton sweatpants, like the knee pads he wore when riding a horse on the grassland, or like the wet tear marks on his left and right atria.

Seeing her bowing, some people were able to wipe their faces and kneel down to make wishes.

Shen Ningfei leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, as if she was looking at the sea through gray clouds. At this moment, the sea was indeed boundless. The mist wet her temples and tiny water droplets hung on her eyelashes.

After his birthday, Shen Ningfei, who was already 21 years old, felt powerless prematurely.

——Boom
Silver lightning split the gray fog, and deafening thunder broke the silence of the dawn.

Soon, fine and serious rain fell, completely throwing the thick fog back into the sea.

The veil of the sea was torn off, revealing a face full of irritability, gloomy, hideous, violent, deep, dark and scary.

Some people were going down the mountain and returning, but Shen Ningfei took out his cell phone to take pictures of the sea.

It was the first time she saw such a sea view. In her impression, the ocean has always been gentle and embracing.

The next minute, the rain suddenly became heavier, and the cotton-like raindrops turned into raindrops as big as soybeans, hitting my face painfully.

The people going down the mountain hurried their pace and became soaked.

Shen Ningfei couldn't squeeze into the crowd, but was instead pushed aside by the crowd. When he was about to put his cell phone back into his pocket, it was knocked off the ground, bounced on the ground, and fell off the cliff without even a splash of water.

She didn't even have time to scream, and when she looked up she couldn't see who bumped into her in the crowd.

For a moment, she felt helpless and amused. She had just taken a photo of the sea and it was handed over to someone else.

Shen Ningfei stood beside the railing and let the anxious crowd go first. She was afraid that the road down the mountain would be slippery and it would be unsafe in such a crowded place.

The raindrops formed lines on her beautiful fair face.

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Fang Hua cried last night, tears streaming down her face, because Fang Shan's company account was frozen.

This was told to her by Fangshan’s secretary, and she scolded him: Draft?
Then she anxiously called her father, but Fang Shan never answered the phone. In panic, she could only call the insulted secretary again.

The secretary knew the eldest lady's temper very well and was used to being scolded, so he didn't take it seriously. He just said that Fang Shan was taken away by the economic investigation team and he didn't know the details. At the end, he reminded the eldest lady to hide outside as there were many employees at home asking for their wages.

Fang Hua called some of his father's business partners one after another, but most of them avoided him.

With no other options, she had to call the old man.

Yes, I have no choice.

During this period of time, Fang Hua was almost tortured to death. She was in her prime and had strong physical desires, but she couldn't take it anymore recently. The old man tortured her in different ways, and she seemed to have lost interest in that matter at such a young age.

She felt like she was being played and would die if she continued like this.

She had planned it a few days ago, intending to use this forum luncheon as an opportunity to show her weakness to Fang Yuan, since she couldn't fight... well, then what.

She realized that she had to sell herself for fame and fortune, so she wanted to change to a normal person.

At worst, I would ask Fang Yuan to show mercy and surrender myself, then leave the old man and go back to my hometown to be a young lady. I dare not suffer this kind of punishment.

But there was only one night left... She was afraid that her father would really be caught and she would be implicated.

The old man helped her contact Taiyuan and concluded that it was an economic case. He smiled and advised Fang Hua not to worry, saying that the Fang family's property was nothing. He would help to arrange it, and Fang Shan didn't have to stay in jail. Even if he was really arrested, it would be easy for him to start a new life with his help.

Fang Hua is not a strong woman, at best she is a female gangster. She grew up under the wings of her father. Once these big wings that protected her from wind and rain were roasted on skewers, she lost her backbone in an instant.

Women admire the strong and always want to find someone to rely on. Temporarily, temporarily, she can only rely on the old man, pretending to be calm and smiling through tears, saying: "You are the only one I have."

The old man laughed and twitched his eyebrows and said, "I have a new trick. Do you want to try it?"

Fang Hua has been feeling uncomfortable going to the toilet recently, but she still forced herself to smile and took off her clothes.

After tossing and turning until midnight, the old man was so tired that he fell asleep, but Fang Hua stayed awake all night.

After cleaning herself, she sat in the yard all night, thinking.

She was afraid that she would lose her power and money, her luxurious life, and she was even more afraid that her crime would be discovered and she might even lose her freedom.

What I fear most is that if I continue to stay with the old man like this, I will die.

After being in contact for so long, she knew that the old man had ruined many girls before.

In the dark night, she told herself that she must have a good talk with Fang Yuan tomorrow and let him see her sincerity and apology.

Early in the morning, Fang Hua put on beautiful makeup.

If a woman wants to attract a man, isn't it her face that she ultimately relies on?

The year 08 was an important turning point for the market economy globally.

In Yanjing, this real estate summit forum also has a milestone significance, but Fang Yuan had no idea about this in his previous life.

Although the two-day forum summit had a luncheon and a dinner, since it was an official event, the female attendees at the banquet did not choose revealing evening gowns with off-shoulder or tube tops. Instead, they wore traditional cheongsams that could highlight the curves of oriental women, looking elegant and dignified.

Most of the invited industry leaders and experts are elderly men. Also, because it is an official event, it is not convenient for them to bring their wives. So these people either do not bring female companions because they dislike their wives and do not bring them with them, or their female companions are female assistants.

In this way, Fang Hua's appearance is too outstanding.

After getting off the car at the Academy of Social Sciences, Fang Hua walked slowly beside Mr. Dong. She had a slim waist, long legs, fair skin, and beautiful looks. She had her hair tied up, and she looked very graceful.

She was brought up in wealth, and no matter how spoiled and domineering she was in private, she was very familiar with business etiquette in formal occasions, with her high heels revealing a slender, white foot.

Old Dong glanced down from time to time. He was fascinated by every part of this woman. With his wealth and status, marrying a young wife was no longer a problem. In this respect, he was very different from those conservative old guys.

Arriving at the main entrance, Fang Hua looked up and saw a line of large words on the LED screen:

2008 Real Estate Summit Forum - and "Real Estate Blue Book" Publishing Conference
Leaders from the two ministries and four departments would be present. Thinking of this, she took a deep breath.

If my body is destined to be pawned in order to make a living, then I should sell it for a good price.

It's not just Fang Yuan. For all the businessmen in this meeting, this is not a good future. In this country, having money is always worse than having power.

Entering the academic lecture hall, the meeting had not yet started and all the participants had not arrived. Those who arrived early were standing in groups of three or four chatting. Fang Hua saw many billionaires that he had seen on TV.

The person surrounded by these people was a young man. She was very surprised and looked at him from a distance. She saw that the man had a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked serious and majestic, with a restrained temperament.

Having seen countless men, she immediately realized that this man was an official.

"He is the organizer of this event, and he is at the department level in the Propaganda Department." Old Dong said beside her with a smile.

Fang Hua was shocked: "So young?"

Mr. Dong smiled and said, "His last name is Feng."

Fang Hua was surprised: "That... Feng?" and pointed at the ceiling with her slender fingers.

Mr. Dong nodded slightly, then strode forward, laughing loudly as he walked: "Brother Yu, are we here?"

Seeing him coming, the people who were talking on the side gathered around, including Pan and Wang, and shook hands with him and greeted him.

Fang Hua followed along, and seeing this scene, she realized even more deeply that the old man's influence in the country was indeed evident with the capital behind him. She also saw that many of these big guys smiled and nodded at her when talking to the old man, so she also responded generously.

Feng Yu walked up to Mr. Dong and shook hands, saying, "Mr. Dong is here. Minister Shen made an urgent call in the back and specifically asked me to meet you here. He wants to have tea with you." As he spoke, he did not look at Fang Hua.

Elder Dong patted him on the shoulder and laughed again: "I just reported my work to the Minister over the phone yesterday, and now we have to talk about it in person? You work so hard and forget about food and sleep, so respectable. By the way, is Elder Feng in good health? I greeted him during the Spring Festival, and he said that he would have a fish in person this year."

Fengyu smiled, "Everything is fine, father."

At this point, he looked at Fang Hua and asked, "Who is this..."

This question sounds pretentious.

He paid special attention to Fang Yuan, as he already knew about the relationship between Fang Yuan and Luo Luan from this cousin's family.

Outsiders don’t know that the fact that Fang Shan was being investigated so closely and relentlessly this time was more or less related to the Feng family’s invitation.

Fang Hua had no way of knowing this. When the senior official asked her, she just nodded and waited for her old man to introduce her.

"Ha, we haven't got the marriage certificate yet. You can call me little sister now, but I'm afraid you'll have to change your name after a while."

Mr. Dong's words caused everyone to laugh. It was just funny, not mocking.

"Come here," Old Dong took Fang Hua's hand, "Fang Hua, I come from a family of scholars in Jin Province. Let me show you, do I, Dong, have good fortune in my later years?"

There was another round of laughter and everyone gave their blessings.

Old Dong said to Feng Yu, "This girl's family is with that guy..." Then he pretended to look around and said, "Well, it's not too late to talk later."

He said Fang Hua would change her demeanor to match his, sometimes calm and natural, sometimes coy and charming, sometimes charming and lovely...

Fengyu pretended to be completely unaware and nodded.

After the pleasantries, we started talking about the industry.

Who has acquired land where, and are they planning to develop it into residential or commercial use; who is doing what project; what is the current style.

Among those present, Mr. Dong has the highest wealth and the most resources, and he is backed by one of the top overseas capital companies, so everyone speaks for him.

At this time, the wives came over to pull Fang Hua.

Assistants and the like who acted as female companions were not counted, and there were only two or three men who brought their wives with them.

Standing among these women, Fang Hua was a junior, but weren't women younger than men and loved by men? The scene was no longer something that could be described as flowers and green leaves. No matter how well the rich wives kept their wives, they were just a show of face in front of her.

For a moment, Fang Hua was so flattered that his confidence was overflowing, and he smiled from time to time.

She knew that the old ladies were trying to trick her into talking. This was all the men's request, like asking her to find out the strategic trends of the Dong Group. But she had also been told by Old Dong that she knew very well what to say and what not to say.

After organizing his words, Fang Hua was about to practice Tai Chi with the old ladies when the group of men suddenly started making a commotion.

Looking over there, the old men were all looking towards the entrance of the venue.

Led by Fengyu, the rest followed, and they went together to greet one person.

Fang Hua was shocked, because the person who these powerful and wealthy people paid so much attention to was actually a young woman.

In the eyes of equally beautiful women, their own kind are natural enemies and hell.

She was wearing a white dress and had long hair hanging down, like a beautiful lily floating in from outside.

The key point is that she...doesn't know this person. (End of this chapter)