First lady's personal tutor

In the silent night, only the roaring sound of Audi A8 reverberates.

Sitting in the back of the car, Zhong Yi hasn't said a word for a long time.

She looked at Wang Yong with bright eyes, and seemed to guess what kind of person this guy was.

For the first time, she felt she couldn't see through a person. Father Zhong has long told her that being unable to see through is equal to being unable to control, and being unable to control is equal to risk.

As a businessman, it is natural to avoid risks.

So I'm afraid to get along with someone I can't see through, even if it's just a tutor.

"Why?" Finally, Zhongyi asked.

Wang Yong smiles. He knows what he likes to ask.

As the car slows down, Wang Yong turns on the car CD and an English rock song comes out, just like the dusk outside the car window.

"I once ruled the world

Huge waves have surged for my life

Now I sleep alone at dawn

Wandering lonely on the road that once belonged to me

I was the master of mortal life and death

Savor the horror in the eyes of the enemy

Listen to the people cheering

The former king died! New Wang Wandai

Although the lyrics are full of boundless scenery, they still can't cover up the desolation.

"Viva La Vida, I didn't expect you like this song. Do you know who the song is about? " Wang Yong asked.

"King of subjugation, Louis XVI."

"Yes, the king of subjugation. who would ever want to be king？ A generation of kings can only utter this exclamation. Looking back at history, princes and generals are just mortals. And life, shining the most gorgeous color of life, is enough immortal. None of us has the right to obliterate the determination of a small man to climb up. If it's a wolf, I'd like to give him a grassland full of maneuvers. I'm looking forward to the day when he will be in Wuthering forest and all kinds of animals will wander. Like this song, long live life. "

Wang Yong said quietly, explaining why he wanted to leave Jie to kill.

"But how do you know that he is what you call him?"

"Some people can see his desire for the future at a glance. Jie Shasheng is such a person. In his eyes, there was a wolf's ambition, or ambition, that could not be concealed. For this ambition, he will climb up by all means. If he succeeds, he will be Louis XVI in a yellow robe. If he fails, he will be reduced to a ghost. I'm very optimistic about his success Wang Yongdao.

Zhongyi frowned slightly, thought about it, and shook his head: "he is too uncertain to control. I won't choose him. I would rather use mild means to slowly disintegrate sun's power. "

Wang Yong couldn't help laughing when he heard his favorite words.

"Slowly disintegrating? You still look down on a hero who can unify the underground forces of Tiantai. Tiantai city is located in a special place, which can control other cities in Qilu near and radiate Jinmen far away. Do you think the underground kingdom that can rule such a hub city will be as kind as it appears? Just because tigers don't eat people for a long time doesn't mean they quit. You are a little girl. If you really tear your face with him, I'm afraid you won't even be able to kill him. "

"Is it?" I like the unconvinced rhetorical question.

There was a smile in Wang Yong's eyes, but he didn't say much. Zhongyi is just a businessman. This kind of person may take advantage of the law, but he will never violate the law. Her opponent, however, is a guy who regards the law as nothing.

No matter how skillful the commercial means are, it is also a mirage. All the ambitions are in vain.

If it wasn't for him, Sun Xing would not let Wang Yong go. Wang Yong would never have taken so much trouble to leave such a dark son as Jie Shasheng.

In weiqi, a method of cloth is called burying, also called Fuzi. At the beginning, I saw that piece of chess was lonely and helpless. Once the army drew close, the piece of chess would turn into a choke point, and instantly put the other side in a place of defeat.

And Jie Shasheng is such a son buried by Wang Yong.

It's just that Wang Yong can't play this game alone, and he can't play this game even if he likes it.

As Wang Yong said, sun zanglong is actually a dragon that can shake the whole land of Qilu. To deal with this kind of dragon, we need a dragon slayer who can confront it head on without losing the edge.

And Wang Yong happens to know that such a person is silent, but he can often kill his opponent in silence. This is a born strategist.

"You don't want to use jieshasheng, just right. This man's ambition is beyond your control. You just need to know that he can help you get rid of the shackles of the sun family. Give him help and cooperation when necessary. As for those who can control him, I have another choice. " Wang Yong said lightly.

Then speed up and the car goes away.

When I got back to Zhong's villa, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. A lot of things happened that night, too much time was wasted.

In Zhongxin's room, Zhongxin has fallen asleep on the table. Under the arm is an article, Zhong Xin for more than ten years "Zhong Xin fell asleep, I put her to bed. You go back. That's all for today's lecture. " Zhong Yidao.

Wang Yong nodded and turned to go out.

Zhongyi, on the other hand, quietly stares at Wang Yong's back and murmurs: "you can't control the killing, can't you control it more? Wang Yong, I'm more and more afraid to let you teach Zhong Xin. I'm really afraid that Zhong Xin will suffer from the fish in the pond one day. "

"Sister, what are you talking about?" At this time, Zhong Xin suddenly woke up. He rubbed his eyes and asked vaguely.

"Nothing. Go to bed. It's late." I prefer to deny.

"Where's Miss Wang?"

"It's eleven o'clock. I let him go back. He'll come back tomorrow to make up for you. "

"Oh." Zhong Xin promised to clean up his desk and go to bed.

Zhong Yi is sitting in the living room, looking at the night outside, like making a difficult choice, unable to make up his mind.

At this time, the plane in the living room suddenly rings, waking up the bell.

"Hello, Zhongyi, haven't you gone to bed yet?" A deep voice came from the phone, but it was Zhong Fu on the other side of the ocean.

"Not yet. I just signed a contract with Italy." Love whispers.

As for what happened tonight, Zhong Yi didn't say a word. She has known a truth since she earned tuition in middle school. If you can resist difficulties by yourself, don't count on outsiders.

Even though that man is his own father.

"Well, it's been a hard time for you. There are no boys in the Zhong family, so I can only raise you as a boy. I also know that I have been too strict with you these years. When I see your mother when I die, she won't forgive me. But I can't help it, Zhong family. Someone has to carry it. I hope that person is my daughter, not an outsider. " Father Zhong said.

"Dad, stop it. I understand. I'm willing to do this. Zhong Xin is still young. I just hope she can be herself happily. That's enough. " I like to see the sunflower oil painting hanging in the corner of the living room. There is a complex look in my eyes.

She used to be an amazing painting genius!

"I'm most glad to have a sensible daughter like you. By the way, has Mr. Gu resigned? Has Zhong Xin's new tutor been found? "

"Yes, Mr. Gu recommended it. The grandson of Wang Hongjin, a master of Chinese culture in Tiantai City, is a retired soldier. " Zhong Yidao.

After that, he hesitated and added another sentence.

"Zhong Xin likes him very much."

At the other end of the line, Zhong Nanqiao was silent.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "it's not easy to have a teacher that you like. But... Some things can't be stopped by liking. Let the teacher go back and give more compensation. What a pity! Wang Hongjin's grandson, alas

The hand that likes to hold a telephone is a tiny shiver, don't like to break casserole to ask her in the end, for the first time ask a: "why?"

"Mr. Xu called me and asked me to dismiss him. If we don't dismiss him, our business with the Xu family will no longer exist. Besides, Xu family, you know. Just one of them won't make me afraid of zhongnanqiao, but with the Ziyu family, we can't resist it. I don't know what fortune Xu zi'an had. He was able to climb the high branch of Ziyu. "

Hearing the four words "Ziyu Fengqing", an indescribable look passed in her eyes.

She can already be called a business genius, but in front of Ziyu Fengqing, she is still nothing.

It's a name that even Yanjing boys admire. It's a name destined to shine all over China.

Take a deep breath. It seems that she has finally made up her mind, which makes her hesitate to this day.

"Dad, I see. I'll do it. It's late. I'm going to bed. Good night Zhong Yi quickly said these words, just like throwing away Pandora's box, leaving the phone in a hurry.

Looking at the clock room, Zhong Yi knows that this decision will probably lead to a family war again.

But what can we do? The children will never understand the good intentions of adults. They only know that they want what they want and everything they want must be obtained.

"Children will grow up in the end." Zhongyi said in silence and went back to the room to sleep.

The early summer morning is still cool, and the red sun is springing up in the sky to remind people of the arrival of a new day. The streets of Tiantai city have been bustling with people, all of whom are exhausted.

Just downstairs in a residential area, a young man with a flat head, holding the head of a gun, sat alone beside the flower bed.

The end of the gun was pestled into the soil, obliterating the tip of the gun. What people can't see is that the surrounding soil has been dyed bright red, as if someone had spilled a pot of pig blood.

Wang Yong got up early in the morning and was ready to practice in the small square downstairs.

If you don't practice boxing, you'll get nothing. Practice without boxing is like a rudderless boat.

Basic skills and boxing are indispensable. Routine training is actually a comprehensive training and test of basic skills. Without the training of basic skills, boxing can not produce strength, and without routine training, there is no macro-control, just like a ship without rudder.

Therefore, Wang Yong never relaxed his practice of basic skills. Walking, shaking the pole and kneading the ball are the skills Wang Yong must practice every day.

In the army, the amount of training needs to be increased ten times.

Just today, Wang Yong just went downstairs. Before he had time to walk to the small square, he stopped and uttered in amazement: "is it you?"