Reborn in the red age

"Open the skylight and speak frankly. Don't do this with me. Don't you just want me to come over and talk with you when you detain people?"

To this young man, Li Qingfeng was not polite at all and said coldly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and his dark face became less pretentious and more angry. Just as he was about to start blaming someone, a broken Mandarin sentence came from the yard:

"Da Li, since people are here, let them in. Now is a society ruled by law, everything must be in accordance with the law."

Hearing the sound coming from the courtyard, a young man named Song Dali glanced at Qingfeng Li disdainfully, turned sideways and made way for him to come out.

When you are the boss, you must first have enough momentum. How could Qingfeng Li step in sideways and wink at Chen Defa next to him. Chen Defa immediately took a step forward and knocked Song Dali away with his body.

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Song Dali, who was staggered by the knock, was about to open his mouth to say something harsh, but when he opened his mouth, he met Chen Defa's murderous eyes, and he was immediately frightened and shut his mouth.

After the door was cleared, Li Qingfeng opened his legs and stepped over the steps into the yard.

Entering the yard, the first thing he saw was the open door. Wang Weimin's face was bruised and swollen. He was tied up and thrown to the ground like a dead dog. When he saw Qingfeng Li come in, he lowered his head and didn't dare. Go and see Qingfeng Li coming in.

Seeing this scene, Qingfeng Li's eyes flashed with anger, but his face remained calm. Without even looking at Wang Weimin, he strode towards the house with his head held high.

There were four people in the room, two men and two women. One of the young women must be Wang Weimin's secretary Song Jiaojiao. Not to mention, she was indeed beautiful, with exquisite facial features, peach blossom eyes, fair skin and long legs, especially Those two headlights, not even a winter cotton-padded jacket, can cover up this good figure.

No wonder Wang Weimin fell so quickly. Which cadre can withstand such a test?

His eyes stayed on Song Jiaojiao for two more seconds, and then he turned his attention to the father and son. He briefly looked at the two of them, and Qingfeng Li didn't say anything. He found a stool and sat down boldly.

Facing the curious eyes of the Song family, Li Qingfeng smiled lightly and said, "It's late at night, and my wife is still waiting for me to go back to bed. Let's talk about it more seriously. How much does your family want?"

As soon as these words came out, the Song family was in a daze. Unexpectedly, the first thing Li Qingfeng said was not to ask about Wang Weimin's situation, but to ask them how much money their family wanted.

The Song family did not speak, but all looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the main seat smoking a cigarette.

Song's father put out the cigarette butt, pretended to be angry with a straight face, spoke in vague Mandarin, and said displeasedly: "What do you mean? You think our family is a family that sells their daughters? This man named Wang is relying on I have a lot of money, but I ruined our daughter. If we report this to the police, we will be shot, I tell you."

"How much do you want?"

Qingfeng Li increased his tone, stared at Song's father who was talking eloquently and his words were full of threats, and interrupted impatiently.

Father Song's tone paused, and after looking at Qingfeng Li for a few seconds, he lost his arrogance and spoke in a lower voice: "This man surnamed Wang has a wife and children, and he also cheated on our girl's body. us."

"How much do you want?" Li Qingfeng's tone became a little more serious, and he interrupted Father Song's chatter.

Father Song, who was interrupted again, became a little angry and said directly: "Our family doesn't want money. We must divorce his wife surnamed Wang and marry our daughter into the family."

"hehe"

Qingfeng Li laughed angrily at the family's thoughts. He said, "Then you go report it to the police," and then he stood up and left.

This unconventional behavior confused Father Song and made him unable to react for a while.

Seeing Qingfeng Li about to cross the threshold of the house, the eldest son of the Song family became anxious and said urgently to Qingfeng Li's back: "If our family reports to the police, the man named Wang will definitely be shot."

Qingfeng Li ignored the threat from behind and continued to walk forward at a normal pace.

Just when Li Qingfeng walked out of the room and walked through the yard, just as he was about to step out of the door, Song's father finally said: "One hundred thousand yuan, as long as you give me one hundred thousand yuan, we will pretend that nothing like this happened to our family."

Qingfeng Li finally stopped, turned around and returned to the room to sit down again.

With a smile on his face, he glanced at Song's father who was looking at him anxiously. Qingfeng Li nodded lightly: "One hundred thousand yuan, okay."

Father Song, who felt that he was a lion, heard that Qingfeng Li had not bargained at all, so he nodded and agreed. His face immediately showed a hint of ecstasy, revealing his mouth full of black and yellow teeth.

However, the joy only lasted for a moment, and then a trace of regret and regret flashed across his face. He agreed without batting an eye if he wanted less than 100,000 yuan. If he had known earlier, he would have ordered more, and asked him for 40,000 to 500,000 yuan.

I wanted to regret it a lot, but after thinking about Qingfeng Li's performance just now, I stopped thinking about it.

When Qingfeng Li asked Chen Defa to get the money prepared from the trunk outside, Song Jiaojiao, the client who had been silent, said, "No, I have one more condition. If you don't agree, then I will file the complaint now." public security"

Everyone in the room looked at Song Jiaojiao who spoke out.

Qingfeng Li frowned, looked away from Song Jiaojiao, looked at Song's father and said, "I will only pay the price that was just negotiated."

The implication is obvious, he wants Father Song to deal with Song Jiaojiao.

Song's father was about to speak when he was interrupted by Song Jiaojiao: "It's useless to tell my dad. I'm the person involved. I'm going to report to the police. No one can stop me."

As soon as these words came out, the Song family members who were about to speak fell silent. They looked at Qingfeng Li, then at Song Jiaojiao, and chose to wait and see what would happen.

Seeing this, Li Qingfeng sighed in his heart. What was originally agreed upon was now in trouble. He didn't know what conditions he would have to pay to get Song Jiaojiao, the person involved, to let go.

Turning to look at Song Jiaojiao, Li Qingfeng thought for a moment and said slowly: "Tell me your conditions first. If it's not too much, I can consider it."

"I want you to send me to study abroad and give me enough money to complete my studies." Song Jiaojiao opened her mouth and put forward her conditions.

The tuition and living expenses for studying abroad were much more than the 100,000 yuan Song's father asked for.

After looking at Song Jiaojiao for a moment, Li Qingfeng could tell from Song Jiaojiao's eyes that if she didn't agree to his request, the girl would definitely go to the police station to report the crime.

He turned his head and glanced at Wang Weimin who was lying on the ground. Now that Wang Weimin's life was still in Song Jiaojiao's hands, Qingfeng Li really had to agree.

Qingfeng Li nodded: "Okay, which country do you want to go to?" "France, I want to go to France."

Song Jiaojiao originally wanted to go to the United States or Xiangjiang, but she learned about Qingfeng Li's situation from Wang Weimin.

Knowing that the United States and Xiangjiang were Qingfeng Li's base camps, and the society there was chaotic, if he went to these two places, he would easily suffer revenge from Qingfeng Li, so he proposed to go to France.

Qingfeng Li shook his head: "I can't give you a letter of recommendation from France. You need to apply for college yourself."

"As long as you give me four years of tuition and living expenses, you don't have to worry about the rest. I will apply for college myself," Song Jiaojiao said quickly.

"Okay, I will arrange for someone to take you to Xiangjiang tomorrow, and then from Xiangjiang to France."

"No, I have to go through the domestic embassy, ​​and you have to apply for a passport for me."

At this moment, Li Qingfeng gave Song Jiaojiao a high look in his mind, saying that she had big breasts and no brains. This girl seemed to have a balanced nutrition and was fully developed.

For Wang Weimin, Li Qingfeng could only compromise again, nodded and agreed to Song Jiaojiao's conditions, saying that he would apply for a passport for her tomorrow.

When the Song family saw that Song Jiaojiao was successfully reaping the benefits, they gave up and immediately said that they wanted to go abroad. If they couldn't go abroad, they would stop Song Jiaojiao from going abroad.

Qingfeng Li's nose was almost crooked with anger at this capricious villain, but when he heard that the Song family was going to Xiangjiang, the anger in his heart disappeared without a trace.

After seeing that Song Jiaojiao had no objection to his family going to Xiangjiang, Li Qingfeng looked at the Song family with a meaningful smile on their faces and agreed to the Song family's request to go to Xiangjiang.

Seeing that Qingfeng Li compromised so smoothly, the Song family immediately went further and demanded 500,000 Hong Kong dollars from Qingfeng Li.

In response, Qingfeng Li nodded in agreement with the same smile.

As long as they go to Hong Kong, Li Qingfeng will give them even five million Hong Kong dollars without blinking an eye, let alone five hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars.

Anyway, the money will come back in full, it will just be temporarily stored with the Song family.

The Song family stated that they would temporarily detain Wang Weimin until Li Qingfeng fulfilled all his promises before releasing him.

Li Qingfeng didn't have any objections. He was just detained for two days and there was no danger. He just treated it as a lesson to Wang Weimin.

Returning to the guest house of the DVD player factory in the evening, Hu Jiabao was still awake. He saw Li Qingfeng coming in and hurriedly asked about Wang Weimin's situation.

Qingfeng Li didn't hide anything, and briefly told Hu Jiabao about the situation in the Song family.

After learning that all the conditions were negotiated, Hu Jiabao felt relieved.

"Don't rush to deal with the Song family's affairs. The Song family kept Wang Weimin for five or six days. This time, Wang Weimin should be taught a lesson. Let him be tied up and thrown to the ground to reflect. Let's see if he dares to do it in the future. Don’t dare to mess around with relationships between men and women.”

Married women always don't like promiscuous men, and the same goes for Hu Jiabao. After making sure that Wang Weimin was safe, Hu Jiabao stopped worrying and threatened to let Li Qingfeng take his time and teach Wang Weimin a lesson this time.

The corners of Li Qingfeng's mouth twitched and he nodded and agreed to delay for a few days so that Wang Weimin would come back a few days later.

They originally thought that they would only let the Song family imprison Wang Weimin for two days and let him suffer. Who asked Hu Jiabao to give the order? They can only torture Wang Weimin for another four or five days.

Since Wang Weimin's matter would still take a few days to be resolved, and since Fifteen was still in Suzhou, Hu Jiabao did not stay in Wuxi longer. Early the next morning, Li Qingfeng asked Chen Defa to handle the Song family's matters, while he himself I personally drove Hu Jiabao back to her parents' home and waited two days before returning to finish the work.

Since the Hu family only has the mother-in-law who is on leave to look after the children, they have two grandchildren, one three years old and one five months old, and two biological grandchildren, one six years old and one four years old.

They are all at an age when people are disgusted with dogs, and the mother-in-law really can't take care of them, so she can only let them go.

When Qingfeng Li and his wife came back, the Hu family had been in a state of disgrace by Chu Yi and her two cousins. Toys were thrown everywhere, and there were a lot of graffiti on the white walls.

In particular, Hu Jiabao's boudoir before getting married became the hardest hit area, and it can be described as unsightly.

When she came in, Chu Yi was still holding a paintbrush and was splashing ink on the wall of the room, painting happily. Her two cousins ​​were admiring Chu Yi's painting.

When Hu Jiabao saw this scene, his lungs almost exploded with anger. He gritted his teeth with anger and roared: "First grade, what are you doing?"

In the first year of junior high school, when I was passionately creating, I heard a familiar voice at the door. I stopped moving my hands and turned my head to look, and I happened to meet my mother's eyes that were about to burst into flames.

After seeing Hu Jiabao on the first day of junior high school, he was not afraid at all. He shook the brush in his hand arrogantly and said in a show off: "I am painting. My grandma asked me to paint. She also praised me for my good painting. If you have artistic talent, you can become a great painter in the future."

"Then tell me, what's so good about your painting? What's the painting on the wall? As long as you can tell me, I won't spank you." Hu Jiabao sneered and said lightly.

The graffiti on the wall were all drawn for fun in the first year of junior high. They were either circles filled with paint or large squares, not even a slightly formed picture.

Don't ask her to tell you what's good about her painting. She doesn't even know what she's painting.

Unable to explain, in the first grade of junior high school, he simply started to mess around: "I don't care, you can't hit me, I just draw well, and grandma said I draw well."

"Jia Bao, we are very talented in art in the first year of junior high school. The things we draw are obviously very artistic. I think our mother is right. Maybe in the first year of junior high school, we can really become a great painter." He looked at his eldest daughter When encountering a problem, Li Qingfeng, as an old father, would definitely come out to help his daughter.

Hu Jiabao glanced at her husband who was trying to make trouble for him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Oh? Then tell me, what kind of art does your daughter paint, and what's so good about it?"

"Dad, tell mom, what kind of art do I paint?" On the first day of the year, he quickly came to Qingfeng Li, pulled down Qingfeng Li's pants, and looked at his old father expectantly.

"This"

Qingfeng Li looked at the ugly and indescribable ghost paintings on the wall. He racked his brains and couldn't figure out what kind of art it was and what was so good about it.

Facing his daughter's expectant gaze, Li Qingfeng gritted his teeth, pointed at the terrible graffiti on the wall, and simply started talking nonsense, referring to abstract expressionism, conceptual art, and postmodernism in the paintings from the first year of junior high school.

After all, art itself has no rigorous definition, and even those art masters don’t understand what they paint. (End of chapter)