Chapter 90
"Dear friends and family, today is a great day. It is my father, Mr. Zhang Xianfeng's 60th birthday. I would like to send my first blessing to my father. I wish him good health and a long life. I also wish the group founded by my father everlasting glory!"
Zhang Shixian raised the champagne in his hand.
"Good!" Someone led the applause.
The guests also raised their glasses of champagne, and congratulations rang out one after another at the lively birthday party.
"I wish Mr. Zhang a long life, a large family, and endless happiness in the future."
"Old sir, I wish you good luck and everything goes well. Your group is about to reach a higher level."
"Yes, yes! Congratulations, old man..."
Zhang Xianfeng smiled from ear to ear: "Okay, thank you all for coming tonight, it's so thoughtful."
When Tianhong Group was at the center of the storm, the Zhang family was happily holding a grand banquet. It is hard to say that it was not intentional, but the feud between the two families was well known in their business circle, so it was not surprising.
The banquet was held grandly with many guests. Zhang Shixian was also infected by the joy of the day and was in a good mood.
"Mr. Zhang, congratulations," the visitor raised his glass to Zhang Shixian.
Zhang Shixian gently swirled the wine in the glass, took a sip slowly, and then thanked the other party.
This man is not in a hurry to leave. His surname is Qian and his family runs a chain hotel business. He is one of the supporters behind the Zhang family, but his ability is too small and he can't usually make a big move. However, this kind of people can survive much longer than the big guys, and they know how to change with the times.
He said, "Mr. Zhang, what do you think about the negative public opinion surrounding the Fujia Group?"
"What can we say?" Zhang Shixian sneered. "If they dare to do something that is against the will of heaven, even if the common people don't find out, heaven will punish them. Isn't this the case that the net of heaven is vast and nothing can escape it?"
"That's right," Qian Xiujie agreed immediately, then looked worried again, "But do you think that just a little bit of public opinion can defeat them?"
What he meant was whether the Zhang family had any backup plan.
If there is a backup plan that can completely defeat the Fu family, then these supporters will dare to speak even louder for the Zhang family.
Zhang Shixian raised his lips and said, "A few words on the Internet are naturally not enough."
He would first ruin the reputation of Tianhong Group and be condemned by people all over the country, then he would use their own method to retaliate and use the same trick he used on the last bank loan to put Fujia Group into a financial crisis. As long as one of their funding chains was broken, it would cause a chain reaction between projects and then disintegrate their group. Amid constant turmoil, the share price of Tianhong Group would inevitably fall.
By then, he will make every effort to acquire Tianhong Group, so that there will no longer be people like the Fu family among the wealthy families in Xinhai City.
Qian Xiujie also laughed.
Seeing that Zhang Shixian was confident, he felt relieved.
"Xiu Jie, the champagne tonight is the royal champagne that I specially had shipped from abroad. Enjoy it."
Zhang Shixian patted Qian Xiujie on the shoulder, then went to greet other guests. Occasionally glancing over, he saw that Qian Xiujie was surrounded by many rich second-generations and bosses of other companies.
One is trying to find out the truth, while the other is using the other's words to consolidate his own position.
Zhang Shixian smiled complacently.
*
Tomorrow is the weekend.
The dogs had complicated feelings. If they failed this time, they would die. In short, they would probably not come back.
Song Zhouxing lay on the carpet with a sad face: "I want to do something for Fu Chen before I leave."
"They have no worries about food and clothing, and they don't need our help in their careers. I can't think of the solution to this problem," Sheng Xiaoxing did not go to the lawn to exercise today, but stayed with Song Xingqi.
As for Jiang Ling, he doesn't have to go to film anymore. The money he earns is enough to repay the loan, and Qiu Zijie helped him send a message to his brother so that he can collect the money without worry. Therefore, now he only has to consider what to do tomorrow and how to say goodbye to the man from the Fu family.
"Don't you like feeding Boss Fu?" Jiang Ling said, "Why don't you cook a meal for him?"
Sheng Xiaoxing: "Yes, the last supper."
Jiang Ling: “…”
Song Zhou Xing: ".......It sounds a bit unlucky."
Yes.
That’s a great idea!
Sheng Xiaoxing: "You can make a simple fried chicken wing."
Song Xingqi humbly asked: "How to do it?"
Sheng Xiaoxing once lived in his uncle's house for a while. His uncle ran a small restaurant. He went there to help and learned a thing or two. Cooking a few home-cooked dishes was no problem for him: "First, you have to cut the chicken wings in half, then marinate them with scallions, ginger, salt, pepper, soy sauce, and oyster sauce for half an hour. After marinating, remove the residue and add a spoonful of starch to mix evenly. Then you can heat oil in a pan and fry the chicken wings on low heat until the skin is crispy. Finally, add some sauce and it's done."
"It sounds so... complicated to me," Jiang Ling can also cook, but only scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Song Xingqi whined, "Xiao Xing, this is a little difficult."
Jiang Ling raised his paw to support his forehead: "Xiao Xing, let's do something simpler."
"Yes," Sheng Xiaoxing said, "making soup."
Song Xingqi asked again: "How do you cook it?"
Sheng Xiaoxing: "Put the whole chicken in the pot, add some MSG and salt as seasoning and it will be fresh enough."
It’s very simple, even crude!
Song Xingqi immediately cheered up: "I can do this!!"
The dogs just do what they say.
Dadada, dongdongdong, bangbangbangbang... they all rushed to the kitchen.
The chef was preparing seafood. When he saw three dogs rushing in, he took a step back and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
Song Xingqi shouted loudly: "Let's find chickens!"
The meat purchased for the villa was processed at the market and then delivered, but today was an exception. The boss who delivered the ingredients regularly was too busy at home, so he sent fresh chickens and ducks instead. My aunt raised them in the backyard and built a small fence around them.
"Good dogs, don't barge into the kitchen. Oil and knives are dangerous items, don't you know? Go outside and play." The chef put down his work and persuaded them.
At this time, the three dogs heard the clucking of the hen.
"We can't open the refrigerator, so we can find the chickens in the yard. They are freshly caught," Sheng Xiaoxing jumped past the chef and rushed to the backyard.
The back door of the kitchen leads to the back yard.
Jiang Ling and Song Xingqi hurriedly followed.
"Hey, where are you going?" The chef had a bad feeling.
The dogs rushed into the yard.
The chickens and ducks sensed the threat and immediately started clucking and quacking, flapping their wings and running around the enclosure.
“It should be easy to just catch a chicken, but I’m too small,” Jiang Ling bounced outside the fence and he couldn’t get in.
"Xingxing, if you can open the door, we will help you to the corner and you can catch it," Sheng Xiaoxing lowered his body, put his mouth into the gap of the fence, and made a threatening sound with bared teeth.
"Yeah," Song Xingqi used his claws to pull the fence door and pushed it open.
The chickens and ducks cackled even louder.
“Cluck, cluck—”
“Ga ga ga——”
It's simply inhumane.
"Xingqi, Duoduo, and Xiaomao!" the chef chased them and shouted, "Don't mess around."
But it was too late.
As soon as the door opened, Sheng Xiaoxing and Jiang Ling rushed into the fenced area. The chickens and ducks screamed in fear, flapping their wings and running and flying.
When they ran to the east, the chickens and ducks flew to the west. When they rushed to the west, the chickens and ducks fled to the east.
"Sorry, sorry, I don't have to eat you, but I want to make chicken soup for Fu Chen..." Song Xingqi explained to them, then he mustered up his courage, closed his eyes and leaped forward. A chicken flew over and stepped on his head, then used the force to fly outside the fence.
Sheng Xiaoxing raised his head: "It escaped!"
"It's okay, there's still one," Jiang Ling aimed at the remaining chicken.
However, the duck lost its direction in panic and rushed forward, knocking Jiang Ling over. Without one dog to attack it, the remaining hens also escaped from the fence.
"Oh my, oh my, my ancestors, you are going to cause a big fuss!"
When the chef approached, the scene was in chaos. He slapped his thighs, thinking that it didn't matter if the chickens and ducks were gone, but he was afraid that the little ancestors would make too much noise and hurt themselves.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, three dogs ran past his feet, and a duck quacked as it passed by his instep, and it even took a pile of shit when it left.
It was really scary!
But the duck did not give up escaping.
Go for it!!!!
Sheng Xiaoxing was chasing a chicken, and the hen rushed into the house: "Don't run!"
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..." The chicken learned to fly while running, but did not learn how to land. Bang, it hit a female employee in the face.
“Ahhhh——” the female employee screamed.
The hen crashed and started flapping her wings hard as soon as she landed.
"I got you!" Sheng Xiaoxing pounced forward and held it with his claws. His movements were swift. The hen was not to be outdone and flapped its wings. Its feathers poked into Sheng Xiaoxing's eyes, forcing him to let go.
As soon as he spread his claws, the chicken flew away again.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..." the hen cheered in victory, but her flying was unstable and she kept crashing into things wherever she flew.
Boom! The chicken's claws hit a famous painting, leaving scratches on it.
"Ah--" The aunt who wanted to help catch the chicken held her head and screamed. She had been working in the villa for a long time and knew that this was the old man's favorite painting. What should she do now?
Clang, bang——
Another vase broke.
The hen flew away on the broken pieces of vase, and Sheng Xiaoxing chased after her closely. His friend wanted to make chicken soup, so he was determined to catch the chicken even if it meant going through fire and water.
Wang Bin, who was passing by the living room, opened his mouth silently.
If he remembered correctly, the broken vase was brought back from an auction house and cost at least four or five million.
"Oh my God, what happened?" Xiao Zhou came down from upstairs after cleaning.
After saying that, a chicken hit him in the face.
Bang!
"......"
backyard.
The chef followed the dogs and chased the chicken, but due to his age and lack of exercise, he ran out of breath: "Stop, stop..."
"We can't catch it if we chase it together, so it will be more efficient to surround it," Jiang Ling said while running.
Song Zhoujie agreed: "I'll go from the east."
Jiang Ling: "I'll go from the west."
The dogs sprinted left and right.
This chicken was quite clever and immediately chose to escape from the middle route. It flew a certain distance and landed every time. It had found the correct way to escape: "Cluck, cluck, cluck...cluck--" After suddenly calling out loudly, it laid an egg to cheer itself up.
Eggs falling from the sky.
Bang! It hit Song Xingqi's head on the ground, and the egg yolk dripped from his forehead.
"Ouch..." Song Xingqi stopped his claws and lay on the ground with his head in his hands, "It hurts..."
"You're such a hen, you use weapons without any moral principles," Jiang Ling jumped up like a spring, his ears raised, and his two claws waving in the air like digging.
But I can't reach it.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck," the hen turned around and laughed at them, but she became too proud of herself and bumped into the chef head-on, and both he and the hen fell to the ground.
"Now!" Jiang Ling rushed over and grabbed the hen, "Sunday, come quickly!"
"I'm here," Song Xingqi ran over with wet eggs on his head and hugged Jiang Ling and the hen.
The hen slapped Jiang Ling with one of its wings and pecked at Song Xingqi's claws with its sharp beak: "It's over, cluck, it's frozen, cluck, I'm going to be eaten... cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck..."
Seeing the hen struggling desperately, Song Xingqi suddenly softened his heart: "Jiang Ling, I..."
He was too embarrassed to say it out loud, after all, it was his friends who helped him catch the cat.
Jiang Ling guessed it as soon as he saw his expression: "Do you feel pity for it and want to let it go?"
Song Xingqi stammered: "Hmm..."
"It's okay, just let him go," Jiang Ling said straightforwardly. Although they were at the top of the food chain and the law of the jungle was the rule of nature, it did not conflict with maintaining kindness in the present and was also human nature.
At this time, Sheng Xiaoxing also caught the chicken. When he heard Jiang Ling and Song Xingqi say that they decided to release it, he had no objection.
The three dogs led the chickens and ducks towards the gate. Song Xingqi stuffed the hen under his claws out through the crack in the door, and Sheng Xiaoxing also pushed the chicken's butt to help it escape. Jiang Ling had a hard time dragging a duck. Sometimes he was pinned down by the duck, and sometimes he pounced on the duck, but he finally got the duck out.
Dogs covered in chicken and duck feathers squatted inside the gate and waved their paws at them.
The two hens ran very fast, shaking their fat bodies.
The duck circled in place, stuck its head in the gap of the iron gate, and tried to get back in: "Go, duck, quack quack--"
"You're going in the wrong direction, brother," Sheng Xiaoxing held its head and turned it to the other side.
The duck finally ran in the right direction.
Jiang Ling: "Actually, I have a question."
Sheng Xiaoxing: "What's the problem?"
Song Xingqi also reacted: "If they are caught by others, they will still be eaten."
The three heads gathered together to ponder, then ran back.
Xiao Zhou, Wang Bin, the chef, the aunt, and the employees who lived at home were all overwhelmed when they saw them come back.
Still coming????
This time they were not causing trouble. After the three dogs barked and grumbled, Xiao Zhou, the smartest one, understood that they wanted to protect the chickens and ducks that had just been released. So Wang Bin took the driver Uncle Wang to chase them. Xiao Zhou hurriedly made a phone call and said as soon as the call was connected: "Boss Zhu, the two chickens and one duck you sent today are inedible. Our dogs won't let them eat. Please come and take them back quickly. Treat them well in the future. Maybe one day our dogs will come to play with them again. Don't kill them."
"Oh, okay, okay, I'll come right over," Boss Zhu was confused but didn't dare to delay for a moment.
Wang Bin retrieved the chickens and ducks and handed them over to Boss Zhu smoothly.
The matter is settled.
The dogs started to discuss again.
Sheng Xiaoxing said: "If you can't eat meat, just make some vegetarian soup, it will taste just as good."
Song Zhouqi was eager to try: "What soup?"
Sheng Xiaoxing: "Green Silk Jade Soup."
Jiang Ling sniffed the paw, which smelled of duck down, but now was not the time to wash it: "Why does it sound harder than making chicken soup?"
Sheng Xiaoxing put it in the most straightforward way: "It's vegetable and tofu soup."
Jiang Ling: “….”
Song Zhou Xing: ".......Also OK."
The dogs rushed to the kitchen again, clattering, banging, banging, banging...
"Ah!!!!" The chef screamed like a woodchuck.
......
In the evening, just as it was time to get off work, Chen Yuan received a call from the big villa. After the call, he walked into the office: "Mr. Fu, something happened at home on Sunday. It..."
"Something happened?" Fu Chen raised his head from behind the documents, frowning on his tough face. He didn't even listen to the end of the conversation and said, "I'll go back now."
Nothing is more important than your dog.
Home.
His week was fine, but he was a mess, with chicken and duck feathers stuck in his clothes, and the hair on his forehead was stained with an unknown sticky liquid.
Fu Chen was confused: "What happened?"
Chen Yuan coughed lightly and said, "Boss Fu, I saw that you were too serious on the way, so I didn't dare to say anything. They were fine on Sunday, but there was a lot of chaos, destroying a famous French painting, an antique vase, letting the chickens and ducks run away, and almost destroying the kitchen."
Fu Chen looked at him and said, "You knew it long ago, but you deliberately didn't report it on the way. You didn't hold your fart well."
Chen Yuan laughed: "You were too impatient when you were in the group."
Fu Chen didn't care about that little bit of stuff: "It doesn't matter if some items are damaged, as long as Zhou Xing doesn't get hurt."
This is too much pampering.
"Sir, you're back," the chef came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup in his hand, "Have a drink, this is made for you by Zhou himself."
"Woof!" Song Xingqi happily circled around Fu Chen's feet, looking forward to Fu Chen tasting the food.
At this moment, Fu Chen refreshed his understanding of dogs: "Can my dog make soup by itself?"
It's strange.
"It's like this," the chef explained, "Cheong has been hanging around in the kitchen and won't leave, so I guess he wants to make you something to eat, so I did it for him, but in your mind, it's Cheong who's making it for you."
Fu Chen was silent.
Song Xingqi was embarrassed, so he moved his ears to his forehead to cover his big face, even a little bit.
Seeing him dejected, Fu Chen's heart tightened.
How can he not admit that it was his Zhou who did it!
Even so, he was quite satisfied. Whose pet dog could be so thoughtful? He reached out to take the bowl of soup, scooped up some with a spoon and tasted it.
The chef was very nervous: "Please give a good review, otherwise I'm afraid they will rush into the kitchen again."
"Ahem," Fu Chen choked, but at the same time he praised generously, "Not bad, Zhou Qi made delicious food, good Zhou Qi."
Feeling embarrassed one second and excited the next, this is Song Xingqi.
The small black eyes were sparkling, and their mind and eyes were full of Fu Chen who was drinking soup.
Song Zhouqi: "As long as you like it!"
Considering that he was leaving tomorrow, he began to instruct: "Fu Chen, after I leave, the Tibetan Mastiff may not be so close to you. He probably won't help you fetch the newspaper. Remember to read it by yourself. There will be no dog sleeping next to you at night. You will definitely not be used to it, but you can fall asleep even if you force yourself. For example, you can count stars and sheep. There will be no dog to buy you cakes and coffee. If you want to eat, go buy it yourself. You know where that store is. You've been there..."
Outside the restaurant, Sheng Xiaoxing walked out of the big house silently.
Jiang Ling glanced at him.
After spending so much time with the men from the Fu family, everyone has concerns in their hearts.
Sheng Xiaoxing walked to the gate of the wall and squatted down.
This was not the first time he had taken the initiative to wait for Fu Yan to come home, but every time before he would run away when Fu Yan's car turned on its lights.
I won’t run away this time.
It was getting dark, Xiao Zhou came over and called him to have dinner, but he refused to move and Xiao Zhou couldn't do anything about it.
After a while, a light flashed in the distance, and Sheng Xiaoxing stood up immediately, but it was not Fu Yan. After squatting and standing up two or three times, Fu Yan finally came back. He saw the puppy that skillfully passed through the gap in the iron railing while he was still in the car.
Sheng Xiaoxing did not greet them warmly. After leaving the door, he ran to the side to make room for the car to pass.
But he had already expressed enough of his reluctance to deal with Yan.
Even though the man is perverted.
Fu Yan got off the car ahead of time, with a slight surprise in his eyes. The first thing he did when he picked up Sheng Xiaoxing was to sniff her milk, and then said, "There is a chicken and duck flavor in the milk fragrance."
Sheng Xiaoxing: “….”
"If you dislike it, just say so," he said with a classic ghostly look.
Fu Yan plucked the hen fluff off his back, carried him into the house, said hello to his eldest brother, and went straight upstairs.
After taking a shower, Sheng Xiaoxing took the initiative to lie on top of Fu Yan's head and sleep. He opened his mouth several times, but no sound came out of his throat. Finally, he just said to Fu Yan in a cold tone: "Good night."
The one who came back the latest tonight was Fu Zhan.
The group is in turmoil now. The eldest brother is busy and exhausted, the second brother has been dismissed from his position, and the third brother is not interested in the company's affairs, so he also has to put on an act to make outsiders think that their Tianhong Group is really going downhill.
So he went to drink with Zhao Chengyi and the other two, and got drunk. Now he was carried back by Zhao Chengyi and Wei Ze.
"One, two, three," Zhao Chengyi and Wei Ze carried the person onto the bed together.
Jiang Ling was on the bed, and he threw himself on Fu Zhan's chest, making him furious: "Don't drink so much if you want to drink. Don't you know that drinking too much is harmful to your health? Or you don't take your body seriously. If you get so drunk next time, I'll spank you a few times, believe it or not?"
The people have been sent, the mission is completed, Zhao Chengyi and Wei Ze said to Fu Chen respectfully: "Brother, then we will leave first?"
"Well, thank you for your hard work," Fu Chen nodded.
The bad friends quickly left.
Chen Yuan wrung out a hot towel and wiped Fu Zhan's face. Fu Chen took off his brother's shoes and then simply and roughly stuffed him into the quilt.
He glanced at Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling was puzzled: "?"
Fu Chen: "Take good care of your man."
Jiang Ling: “.........”
Chen Yuan tried to hold back his laughter; sometimes even cold jokes were quite funny.
After they left, Fu Zhan and the puppy were the only ones left in the room.
Jiang Ling grabbed the edge of the quilt and covered Fu Zhan's exposed arm. Suddenly, a shadow came over him. The man's other arm wrapped around him and pulled him to his face, rubbing it affectionately, murmuring, "little fur ball."
"I'm here, aren't I?" Jiang Ling stuck out her little tongue and licked him. "But I caught hens and ducks today, and I won't get into bed until I take a shower."
"Hmm..." Fu Zhan raised his eyes slightly and said something else, but Jiang Ling didn't hear it clearly.
"What did you say?" Jiang Ling leaned over, and his furry ears trembled unconsciously.
"Wife..." Fu Zhan exhaled hot air, his tone was unclear, but the general meaning could be understood. He said that there was something that he had always been concerned about. His wife was a little girl, and now she had become a puppy, but she always took risks to run out alone. Is there someone else living in his wife's heart?
Jiang Ling went over what he had said and grasped the key points.
Little girl.
“........”
Good, very good!
This guy Fu Zhan actually always treated him as a little girl.
So, from the beginning to the end, Fu Zhan only liked girls, not boys? ? ?!
They were talking about a love affair that was born out of coincidence!
"I, I..." Jiang Ling was speechless. He just felt like thunder was rolling in his sky, and he had no way to vent his depression. After he scratched the quilt for a while, he began to turn around and around in the bed...
Finally, he staggered and fell and fainted.
late at night.
Qiu Zijie sneaked into the study.
But he didn't know that when he tiptoed out of the bedroom, Fu Yu also woke up.
Qiu Zijie sat upright in a leather chair with his head held high, looking serious and upright, looking at the laptop in front of him, preparing to leave a message to Fu Yu. On the other end of the camera, the man's eyes were fixed on him.
An hour later, Qiu Zijie jumped off the leather chair.
He couldn't say anything, so he said nothing. He didn't even touch the keyboard with his claws. He sat there for so long.
Fu Yu, on the other hand, stared so hard that his eyes hurt.
"You're worthy of being my little Ha," he said with some grinding of his teeth.
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