Chapter 130 One-way first encounter
There is a very famous Oak Street in the Imperial City.
There are not many residents but the streets are wide and the scenery is exceptionally quiet and elegant.
In this late spring weather, the wind still smells a bit like oak leaves.
At this time, a black car had been parked on the side of the road for a long time.
If you turn the clock back forty minutes, you can see a man wearing a baseball cap and carrying a backpack walking past a car. In the moment of passing by, a yellow leather file bag quietly fell into the car window from the gap in his backpack.
Then the man walked away leisurely as if taking a stroll.
The car window closed silently.
At this moment, there were many photos and A4 papers scattered on the back seat.
The man turned the pages one by one, carefully and quickly taking in the unfamiliar growth of a young girl.
On a certain page, the word racing appeared for the first time in the girl's daily life. That was several years ago and it was just a common rebellious act for a rich second-generation teenager.
Those minor habits and expressions in the photos no longer resemble what I remember.
His dark eyes slowly darkened.
It's like a traveler who looks at a faint light in the distance and walks through the long dark night with hope, but when he is about to reach the end, he sees the flickering candlelight being extinguished by the sudden wind.
It was a big dream, and when I woke up, I saw the endless darkness.
The driver in front asked cautiously,
"Boss, shall we go back to the company now?"
Cheng Zhiyuan paused, then closed the remaining pages of the document. He closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and said solemnly,
"Return to Cheng's house."
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It is still that spacious and ancient study.
Even during the day, the curtains were closed, the desk lights were dim, and it was so quiet that there was not a trace of life.
Cheng Zhiyuan put the stack of information into the drawer and slowly walked towards the wall.
He stood in front of the smallest photo and slowly reached out to pay for it.
The light and shadow were dim, slightly illuminating the old photo. The young girl's bright smile with cream on her lips had turned yellow, just like those memories that were buried in the years and would never see the light of day.
It was something only he knew about, the so-called first encounter.
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Fourteen years ago, Yungang.
The 60th birthday of the old man of the Huo family was held in the scorching summer. Nearly half of the famous families in the imperial capital came to Yungang with their families in the hot sun to celebrate the birthday of this legendary arms tycoon.
Everyone knows that Huo Chengde, the head of the Huo family, is one of the most legendary figures in the imperial underworld. He has friends all over the world, and they are all friends who are willing to die for him.
Therefore, this banquet was unprecedentedly grand and solemn, as everyone could have expected.
However, no matter how many big names the media have included in the guest list, there are still people who are beyond their expectations and even shocking.
As they watched a low-key black car appear, the reporters were still secretly wondering which family on the proposed assessment list would use this car.
However, when they posed and prepared for the camera and were about to start working, someone silently stood in front of them.
All the reporters looked up from behind the camera and saw tall men in military uniforms.
Their eyes were solemn and expressionless, and they blocked the camera with simple movements, but a great oppressive force naturally emanated from them.
The next second, the driver got out and opened the back door. The first person to get out was a handsome young man in a small suit. He had delicate features and was extremely handsome. He glanced over here casually, then stood beside the car, waiting for the people inside.
When the old man in military uniform with white hair on his temples got off the car, the reporters almost reflexively exclaimed and raised their cameras to take pictures.
But the soldiers easily dispelled all their thoughts.
No one could take even a photo.
The old man took the young man into the Huo residence.
The reporters left outside were frantically calling the newspaper.
"Cheng family! Someone from the Cheng family is coming!!!"
Yungang's already hot summer seems to have become even hotter with the arrival of this surname.
Cheng Zhiyuan, the eldest grandson of the Cheng family who would be known as the young master of the imperial capital in the future, met that man for the first time in this old British-style house.
This was a first encounter that belonged only to him, and the other party probably never remembered it until his death.
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