"Director Shi, if we continue to do this, I'm afraid this kid won't be able to survive. If he dies on the farm, we will completely offend Lu Desheng."

Shi Jinghong's military advisor came over and whispered a suggestion.

Liu Hongbo was lying on the ground dying. He was taken directly from the hospital to the farm. His chrysanthemum wound had not yet healed but it split open on the way and he was bleeding all the way. People who didn't know would have thought he had a miscarriage.

After arriving at the farm, Shi Jinghong tried all the ways that the Cutting Tail Society used to torture people on him one by one, which lasted for nearly two hours. It was only because his men were concerned about Lu Desheng that they did not use too much force, otherwise Liu Hongbo would have died long ago.

"Would I be afraid of Lu Desheng?"

Shi Jinghong yelled with his neck stiffened, looking very unconvinced.

"You have Third Brother protecting you, so of course you don't need to be afraid. What I mean is, it's not worth it for Third Brother to waste his time on a small figure like Liu Hongbo. Third Brother wants to do something big for you. Don't you agree?"

The military advisor chose his words carefully. Shi Jinghong was ambitious, moody, greedy, brave but not wise. However, his biggest advantage was that he was easy to control.

He has no background and no backing, but has been doing well over the years by giving advice to Shi Jinghong, and his family has also lived a good life. He wants Shi Jinghong to be the director more than anyone else.

Zheng Aidang is not as easy to fool as Shi Jinghong.

Shi Jinghong thought about it and felt that it made sense. A small figure like Liu Hongbo was really not worthy of the third brother's intervention. Forget it, just spare the kid's life!

"Lock up this bastard and assign him the hardest work tomorrow to reform him!"

Shi Jinghong gave some instructions in a stern voice, and the farm manager responded meekly, complaining in his heart.

This Liu Hongbo is Commander Lu’s grandson. How can he, a mere farm leader, afford to offend him?

It's really a fight between gods, and the little devils suffer, alas!

After Shi Jinghong and his gang left, the farm leader sent someone to send Liu Hongbo to the infirmary. After his injuries were treated, he arranged for him to rest. He also said some nice words in front of Liu Hongbo, meaning that he had no choice but to do so and asked Liu Hongbo not to hate him.

Liu Hongbo was in so much pain that he was unconscious. Ever since he was stabbed in the anus in the restaurant that day, his life had become dark and he had not lived a single day like a human being.

What made him most sad was that his biological mother actually pushed him out to take the blame for his eldest sister.

Shi Jinghong originally arrested the eldest sister, who had nothing to do with him, but he was stabbed by the person he loved most. Liu Hongbo's heart was broken. His mood was very complicated now, with hatred, resentment and pain, but no love.

If Ruan Qiqi were in front of him, she would definitely give him a nickname - Niuhulu Hongbo.

Shi Jinghongzhi returned to the city from the farm in great triumph. He did not go back to the office building, but asked the driver to drive directly home.

The lights were on in the house, making it look particularly warm at night. Shi Jinghong got out of the car in a very good mood. He wanted to tell his son about Liu Hongbo's miserable situation to make his son happy.

"I'm back. How's Xiaojun?"

Shi Jinghong was changing her shoes at the door and asked loudly.

Usually at this time, my wife would watch TV on the first floor and knit a sweater.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me asking you a question?"

Shi Jinghong asked twice but got no response from his wife. He suddenly became angry and walked into the house with a dark face without even changing his shoes. However, he saw an empty living room. The food on the table had been eaten up, but the dishes had not been cleared away.

He frowned. His wife loved cleanliness very much. She would clean up the dishes immediately after dinner and also clean the kitchen. The TV was gone, and a half-knitted sweater was on the sofa. His wife was not there.

After all, Shi Jinghong had worked for the Tail-Cutting Society for many years, so she immediately became alert. She picked up a carrying pole from behind the door and went to the kitchen first.

No one.

The stuff is gone too.

Shi Jinghong blinked, thinking he was dazzled. It looked like bandits had come into the kitchen and even took away the pot.

There were so many bacon, fish and sausages hanging around, not a single piece was left.

Not to mention the rice, flour and oil, even the salt jar was not left.

"You bastard! You're such a fool for giving birth to a son. Someone died in your family and you're short of salt, right?"

Shi Jinghong went upstairs cursing, but still didn't see anyone. His house was searched through and even his new woolen coat was gone.

Grass!

Shi Jinghong cursed even more foully, but he was not panicked, because he didn't care about these things at home. The big head was in his treasure room!

He was particularly proud at this time. Fortunately, he had the foresight to hide most of his belongings so that no one could find them.

Shi Jinghong searched the house more ruthlessly than the bandits who entered the village. They even removed the door panels of his house and the box of his wife's dowry was missing. He had never seen such a poor thief.

After searching for a while but still not finding anyone, Shi Jinghong felt a little uneasy. Then she heard someone downstairs shouting, "Director, something happened!"

It's his driver.

"What are you yelling about? Is the sky falling?"

Shi Jinghong went downstairs and shouted.

"Director, Director Zheng arrested your wife and son. He said Xiaojun was a hooligan on the street and his target was your wife. Your wife also spread feudal superstition on the street and many people saw it." The driver said in embarrassment.

He had just returned to work when he heard such explosive news. He hadn't digested it all the way when he drove here. He understood every word, but why couldn't he understand it when it was put together into a sentence?

"Zheng Ai Dang, I hate you!"

Shi Jinghong shouted angrily, her voice resounding through the sky. The driver was frightened and turned his head away in grievance.

The boss always likes to set fires himself and does not allow his subordinates to light lamps. It’s really unfair!

Shi Jinghong rushed back in a hurry and asked the driver to pick up other people. He was going to have a big fight with Zheng Aidang tonight. Damn it, they even dared to arrest his wife and son. He was fed up with his life!

Although he was furious, Shi Jinghong still kept his composure and went back to the office to wait for people. He definitely could not defeat Zheng Aidang alone, so he would wait until his men gathered together before doing it.

only.

When Shi Jinghong saw the cut padlock, his heart sank. He quickly opened the drawer and everything in front of him went dark. The paintings and calligraphy were gone, along with the loose change and food coupons he had put there.

He suddenly thought of the place where the treasure was hidden, and felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, but he comforted himself that nothing would happen. Even his wife didn't know about that place, so the thief would definitely not be able to find it.

But he still felt uneasy. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he would probably not be able to sleep well.

So, Shi Jinghong asked the driver to take him to the vicinity of the treasure hiding place. He even took a detour on purpose for fear of being discovered. Then he ran to the house breathlessly and saw the intact lock on the gate. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He knew it was okay.

Now that he was here, Shi Jinghong was ready to go see the baby before leaving. He opened the door, entered the house, and turned on the light. He saw the empty living room without even a stool left.

The style of stealing was exactly the same as that of the bandits who robbed his house. They must be the same group of people.

Shi Jinghong went to the basement in a panic. He still held out a glimmer of hope, thinking that maybe the thief hadn't found it, or maybe the thief had just taken so many things from the living room and left.

However, after seeing the empty basement, his heart completely died.

His body swayed a few times, and he held on to the wall to avoid falling.

Shi Jinghong bit his tongue hard and became much more sober. He breathed deeply, feeling a pain in his heart. All these treasures were gone, the result of his years of hard work!

Suddenly, he thought of something and broke out in a sweat.

Little notebook!

It would be fine if the treasure was lost, but the key is that little notebook. If it is got by someone with ulterior motives, it could be the end of his life!

"Who is it? Which bastard did this? I will never forgive you!"

Shi Jinghong's angry cries echoed in the basement.

The culprit, Ruan Qiqi, returned to the compound with Lu Ye. This time she did not get angry and her attitude was particularly good. She also brought a gift for Lu Desheng, a Conkeling gold pen, which she got from Shi Jinghong.

Shi Jinghong must have snatched it from someone else. This gold pen is a style from the Republic of China period and has been discontinued.

Conkering Gold Pen

"Uncle Lu, I was ignorant and offended you a few days ago. This gold pen is my apology to you. You must accept it. If you don't accept it, it means you are still blaming me. I will feel very uncomfortable. I will not be able to eat or sleep at night. I would rather die than live..."

Ruan Qiqi respectfully handed over the almost new gold pen with both hands, and her words were very pleasant to the ear, though a little too long-winded. Lu Desheng didn't want to accept it, but he was so annoyed by her nagging that he had to interrupt her.

"Stop talking. I'll take it."

Lu Desheng took the pen. He thought it was just an ordinary pen, worth only two or three dollars at most, so it would be okay to take it.