Blood-quenched mountains and rivers

The willow tree outside the window was blown by the breeze, making a bleak sound, which seemed more lonely than the silence. In the summer breeze, Qiao Zhonghe raised his head to look at Yang Wei, and said very sincerely: "If you are not dead, why are you alive?"

Qiao Zhonghe thinks that in the past few years, he has seen through the warmth and coldness of the world. He grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, but in the most beautiful youth of his life, he encountered great changes in his family.

After graduating from Southeast University, he was planning to make a big splash in his career, but in a blink of an eye, everything he once owned was lost.His father died with hatred, his elder brothers betrayed their relatives, old friends left him for tea, Qiao Zhonghe lost everything in a blink of an eye.The most terrifying thing is that the following experience made him realize how difficult and desolate it is to live. In order to survive, he even put aside his remaining dignity and arrogance, and begged for a bite of food. , live like a dog.

It would be fine if he had never owned anything before, but Qiao Zhonghe was not like this. Every time he woke up from the old dream, he felt extremely painful. Everything turned into hatred and hatred, and became Qiao Zhonghe. The only meaning of surviving.

In fact, as Yang Wei said, Qiao Zhonghe knew that his actions would cause dissatisfaction from other merchants, and he was alone. It would be a matter of time for them to do it himself, but even so, he still had to complete what he should do. Do things, do not do.Blood quenching mountains and rivers 89

Yang Wei was interrupted by Qiao Zhonghe just as he was about to speak, he said in a deep voice: "Commander Yang, you don't need to persuade me anymore, everyone's fate is destined by God, and I should have died a long time ago, now I can just live on Maybe it's my father's spirit in heaven who helps me avenge my father, and I will have no wish after this matter is done."

Yang Wei knew that there was no way to say anything to reassure Qiao Zhonghe, he sighed helplessly and said: "Then what if you even lost your life because of this matter?"

There was no wave on Qiao Zhonghe's scarred face, and he said calmly, "If you're still alive, keep doing it. If you're dead, you're dead."

Sadness is greater than heartbreak, this sentence could not be more appropriate for Qiao Zhonghe at this time, Yang Wei feels sad for his misfortune but also angry at him, and more for Qiao Zhonghe who does not separate his family from home and abroad. Disgusted by what he did, he said angrily, "Your life and death don't matter, what about the others? What about the lives of those merchants?"

Hearing this, Qiao Zhonghe had an indifferent smile that was almost cruel. This was Yang Wei's first expression other than a blank face since he knew Qiao Zhonghe.Qiao Zhonghe smiled indifferently: "Will they live or die? When they killed my father, did they think about our life or death? I'm just an eye for an eye with an eye for an eye."

Yang Wei clenched his fists tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "If this is between you and other merchants, I will never intervene, but since it concerns the Japanese, I can't let them take advantage of it."

Qiao Zhonghe looked at Yang Wei with his head sideways, and said calmly: "I don't care who benefits, as long as the people who ruined my family get retribution."

No matter how hard he tried to persuade Qiao Zhonghe, Qiao Zhonghe was still stubborn, Yang Wei said so much that he left Qiao Zhonghe angrily and wanted to leave.

Looking at Yang Wei's back, Qiao Zhonghe said calmly, "I'm afraid the money for the 'medicine' can't be returned to Commander Yang. Qiao is really helpless, so he was rushed out of the hospital."

Hearing this, Yang Wei was full of anger, staring his eyes and jumping like thunder: "The Japanese give you so much money to collect silk, will you have no money to pay for medical expenses?"

Qiao Zhonghe shook his head at a loss and said: "They didn't give me any money, and I can only get the money when I collect the silk and hand it over to them."

Yang Wei was stunned for a moment, full of puzzlement: "Then where did you get the money to pay the silkworm farmers?"

Qiao Zhonghe said in a cheerful voice: "The owner of Hutchison Bank is a close friend of his father, and the money was temporarily borrowed from him. The owners of other merchants didn't know about it. This matter also annoyed the boss. Waiting for the money I'm afraid there won't be any more contacts after I return, so please ask Commander Yang to keep the word for me."

Yang Wei stared at Qiao Zhonghe dumbfounded, like looking at a lunatic.

In Yang Wei's view, Qiao Zhonghe is indeed crazy. It seems that after he discussed the monopoly price and countermeasures with the Japanese, the Japanese never mentioned the matter of providing him with funds, but Qiao Zhonghe dared to borrow money It's too risky to do such a thing.Given that the Japanese have almost zero credit, turning their faces and denying others is something that can happen at any time. At that time, the silk will be in the hands of Qiao Zhonghe, and he is doomed to die if he fails to pay the debt.

But that's right, Yang Wei forgot that Qiao Zhonghe wasn't afraid of death at all.

Looking at Qiao Zhonghe like this, Yang Wei couldn't help laughing, and said sarcastically: "Qiao Zhonghe, Qiao Zhonghe, if you really have you, you can guarantee that the Japanese will definitely buy your silk? If they don't If you buy it, who will you sell the silk you collected at three times the price? It doesn’t matter if you die, who will be responsible for cheating Hutchison Bank of so much money?”

Qiao Zhonghe lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers. It can be seen that the entanglement in his heart is no less than that of Yang Wei, but the matter is already like this, and Qiao Zhonghe cannot recover. Now he only hopes that the Japanese can buy the silk in Qiao Zhonghe's hands now. .

Yang Wei thought for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he quickly said: "I heard that Hangzhou silk has very strict requirements on the time of silk production, right?"

Qiao Zhonghe nodded in response and said, "Yes, if the silk of the current season is not made into silk before it enters the plum blossom, there is no way to use it. The luster and brightness of the spun silk will be greatly reduced, and it will not be sold at a price."

Yang Wei clapped his hands proudly and said with a smile: "Okay, after you leave the hospital, contact the Japanese and ask them to buy the silk in your hand first, and the most important thing is to get out of this muddy water as soon as possible."

Qiao Zhonghe remained silent, and returned to his attitude of staying out of the matter. Yang Wei had no choice but to go to Bailu to discuss countermeasures. I believe that with his relationship with Bailu, even Qiao Zhonghe He refused to listen to Bai Lu's advice, and with Bai Lu's character, he would never let him go.

After putting down Tieniu to take care of Qiao Zhonghe, Yang Wei hurriedly found Bailu, sitting on the second floor of the teahouse, Yang Wei told Bailu everything that Qiao Zhonghe had done.

Yang Wei took a sip of the newly picked Longjing, and said with a little pride: "I said long ago that Qiao Zhonghe's doing this was causing trouble to his upper body, and now the trouble is coming."

Bai Lu ignored Yang Wei's self-satisfaction, ever since she heard Yang Wei's words, Bai Lu kept lowering her eyes and thinking deeply, after a while, Bai Lu raised her head and looked at Yang Wei.

On Bai Lu's face, a rare femininity was displayed. Yang Wei was taken aback by that expression, and even thought that the person in front of him was not the strong and domineering Bai Lu in the past. Mixed with helplessness, he shook his head and said, "I can't help it either."