Because of this incident, Feng Shaozhe lost face, not only losing credibility with the government but also offending foreigners. He ended up pleasing neither side and suffered from depression at home for a long time.
“I don’t know everything, but I do know some things in advance. For example, I know that Tang Wan wants to slander me, so I asked my brother to write a letter of clarification for me. I know that Li Shirong met He Qingfeng at the tea garden and was favored by He Qingfeng, who then took him under his wing. So I told him this news in advance.”
I also know that Uncle Feng was ordered to open a bank, but simply gaining the support of foreigners wasn't enough. Because He Qingfeng didn't get a share of the profits, the project ultimately failed. Later, He Qingfeng took over the project, opened a bank, ingratiated himself with foreigners, and cultivated closer ties with the government. This completely ousted you from the game.”
"What else do you know?"
The warmth in Feng Shaozhe's eyes had vanished, replaced by the cold-bloodedness and vigilance expected of a politician. This was the real him; the gentle and kind middle-aged man Zhou Shaoqiu remembered could never have maintained his position in the complex world of Shanghai for so many years.
"I also know that you were kidnapped, and most of your assets were government bonds, which couldn't be redeemed immediately. The Feng family urgently sold their assets abroad and their farmland in the countryside, but even so, they still couldn't raise enough money. They had no choice but to negotiate with the other party three more times, and the tense situation lasted for half a year before they finally relented and agreed. After taking the money, they revealed your location. When they found you at that abandoned textile factory in Nanshan, apart from the birthmark on your back that could identify you, you were unrecognizable. You had been tortured beyond recognition, and the forensic doctor determined that you died from biting your tongue, meaning you had been dead for at least a month."
To support the war effort, Feng Shaozhe invested all his assets in government bonds, a fact unknown to anyone but himself. And the birthmark on his back was something his usually well-behaved niece would never know.
Zhou Xiangnan's heart was in turmoil. She looked at her niece in horror, unable to imagine what Feng Shaozhe had gone through if these things were true.
Xu Keke looked at her calmly, "My aunt was also in the car at the time. She was hit directly in the head and died on the spot."
That's how people are. When you deeply love someone, you'd rather bear all the suffering yourself than see them get hurt in the slightest.
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