Mr. President is too paranoid

As the couple, Gu Mo and An Yan, grew older, their tastes gradually became more and more inclined to traditional things. One of the couple is a barrister who graduated from Harvard Law School in the United States, and the other is an industrial tycoon. They all prefer modern things, but they have become more and more fascinated by traditional things in recent years.

The whole Longshou Villa looks like a garden in the south of the Yangtze River, with modern technology cleverly hidden behind the antique. It is different from the Huo family's residence in the northeast, which is a building similar to a European castle.

On the contrary, Huo Zhen's temperament prefers the style of the Gu family, especially Aunt An Yan, who is the same sister as his mother Ye Xinxin. He has liked it since he was a child.

An Yan also likes Huo Zhen very much. Among the boys of the younger generation, there is Huo Zhen and Gu Yuntao. In terms of relationship, Gu Yuntao is a relative, but she admires Huo Zhen even more, and has a lot of complaints about Gu Yuntao's flamboyant temperament.

Gu Mo didn’t know how many times he mentioned his younger brother Gu Meng because of Gu Yuntao’s education problems. From Gu Mo’s point of view, Gu Yuntao is the only male in the second generation of the Gu family. Same, this annoyed Gu Mo very much.

Annoyed, but Gu Mo has nothing to do with Gu Yuntao. First, he is a nephew and not a son. Second, Gu Yuntao is beyond his reach when he is studying in the UK. He can only entrust Zhang Chen, who is in the UK, to take care of his nephew. Yes, I just hope that this nephew will not cause any trouble.

Gu Ning and Cao Ling'er are both girls and they are still young, so everyone didn't expect too much from them, they just hope that the two girls are safe and sound.

Therefore, in the eyes of these people of the previous generation, Huo Zhen is the most promising unification. In their eyes, this child is the soul of the next generation.

It was getting late, An Yan didn't ask what happened to her daughter's feet first, but asked the servants at home to take her daughter upstairs first, and chatted with Huo Zhen in the living room, and asked Huo Yulin and Ye Xin about it. As for the couple's situation, they didn't go back upstairs until after Huo Zhen left.

This evening, An Yan chatted with her daughter for a while. Although she felt sorry for her daughter's sprained ankle, she is a person who has suffered since she was a child. She doesn't think it's a big deal to get hurt. She just simply asked. After two sentences, that's all.

This night, Gu Ning had trouble falling asleep because of the sprained ankle, and her best friend Cao Ling'er was tossing and turning in her bed, unable to sleep, but what Cao Linger was thinking was not what used to often appear in her mind The senior is Chu Yuan, but that strange boy Meng Fei.

In the same city, under the same starry sky, everyone has different encounters.

Some people are born with a golden spoon in their mouths, have no worries about food and clothing, and have a happy family, almost growing up in a honeypot.

Some people's life trajectories are completely different. At least for Meng Fei, he didn't know how to write the four words "family happiness" since he was a child.

The street where Cao Linger was almost molested by three hooligans was a famous pink street in this city. The facades on this street were all washed hair and feet. Most people should know what kind of business the facade house is doing.

A residential area near this street should be regarded as the worst area in the city. The walls of the houses here are basically written with a big tear-off character, but these words have been written for at least several years. These dilapidated houses are still Here, the Tongzilou is still a dilapidated Tongzilou, and the bungalows are still bungalows, nothing has changed.

Most of the people living here are not locals, but migrant workers from other places. Meng Fei lives in this residential area.

Meng Fei walked all the way into this residential area, stopped at a stall selling cooked food to buy some braised vegetables, and then bought a few cans of beer and two packs of cigarettes in a grocery store.

He lived in a one-story house, and just behind the one-story house he lived was a railway, which was actually a freight railway, leading to a shipyard by the river, and it was specially laid for transporting coal to the shipyard.

Therefore, this railway basically only has freight trains passing by with whistles every two or three days. Although it is a bit noisy, but this bungalow was bought here, and Meng Fei also took a fancy to the fact that it is backed by this railway. convenience.

As for why he covets such convenience, it naturally has his own reasons.

There is a small yard outside the bungalow. Meng Fei took out the key to open the iron gate. There are many pots, pots and some messy things in the yard. At first glance, the yard looks like a scrap yard. None of the places.

These things piled up in the yard, naturally formed an indescribable smell, not as stinky as a real waste collection station, but it definitely wouldn't smell good either.

Meng Fei walked into the yard and closed the iron gate, and then walked through the small yard step by step. The yard was not big, so he arrived at the door of the room in five steps, but none of the five steps touched the pots and pots and messy things on the ground. , There is no light in the yard, and the starlight in the sky shines on everything in the yard is blurry, but he seems to know where his feet are going to step, as if he doesn't need to use his eyes to see.

Open the door of the room and walk in, close the door and turn on the light. The small living room is furnished very simply, with a table and two chairs. There is also a shrine on the wall of the living room, but the shrine does not enshrine images of gods and Buddhas. But a tablet.

A lot of incense ashes had accumulated on the incense burner in front of the tablet, proving that this tablet had been burned all the time. Meng Fei put the things he was carrying on the table in the living room, then went to the tablet, picked up the incense and lit it, silently facing the tablet After bowing three times, he put the incense in the incense burner, and there was a line on the tablet: the position of my late father Meng Gang.

After finishing the incense, Meng Fei habitually took out his cigarette case and lit a cigarette, and then walked into the kitchen next to the living room with the stewed vegetables. Amidst the chaotic sound of pots, pans, ladles and spoons, there was a scent wafting out of the kitchen. Not long after, he He came out with the stewed vegetables and a big bowl of noodles, sat at the table and started eating.

This time is nine o'clock in the evening.

Meng Fei ate quickly but carefully. A plate of stewed vegetables and a large bowl of noodles were eaten cleanly. There was not even a little noodle soup left. After the meal, he drank two more cans of beer, then packed up the dishes and went into the kitchen After washing, he left the house where he lived when the time came to 09:30.

Walking in the dark with his hands in his pockets, the cigarette butt dangling from Meng Fei's mouth flickered on and off. He was 17 years old this year and he was not a local.

He didn't understand why his father, Meng Gang, insisted on letting him live in this city when he was dying, but since it was the old man's last wish, he still listened to it. Two years ago, 15-year-old Meng Fei came to this city. According to the age on his ID card, he is 21 years old this year, and he was 19 years old two years ago.

The old guy gave him an ID card that was four years older than his actual age two years ago. Not long after he got the ID card, the dead old man was seriously injured when he went out to work again, and returned to the place where the father and son settled down. It didn't take long for Fang to die, and the last thing he wanted to do was to let him get out of that circle and come to live in this city.

Meng Fei actually knew that his dead father, Meng Gang, wanted him never to step into that circle again, but in his opinion, the idea of ​​a dead old man was simply ridiculous. He wandered around with his father who was a professional killer since childhood, except for He doesn't know anything other than his ability, so let him live the life of an ordinary person?Isn't this a joke?
The Chinese pay attention to the dead, and the more people live the life of licking blood, the more they believe in this. So although Meng Fei was complaining about his old man's arrangement, he still came to this city honestly and used With the savings left by the old man, he bought a bungalow and started living here.

It's just that the thinking of the old man should be different, Meng Fei is still not living a normal life here, but just messing around.

He walked wobbly for almost half an hour, and at 55:[-], he came to the door of a black Internet cafe. The front of this black Internet cafe is an Internet cafe, and the back is an electronic gambling machine. Meng Fei's position here is a supervisor. Although he, the supervisor, is only in charge of three people here, he is also included among these three people.

"Brother Fei." Xiao Liang, the network administrator in charge of the Internet cafe in front, saw Meng Fei coming in, and immediately greeted him. Meng Fei nodded, walked straight to the back, and pushed open a door with a sign hanging on the door. Walk in the door, walk through the three-meter-long corridor, turn a corner and walk another five meters, push the door in and immediately change the world.

More than 20 electronic gambling machines are arranged in different categories in a small space, and a group of people surround each machine. Meng Fei checked the accounts with Xiaoyong, who is in charge of scoring the gamblers, and leaned against the desk behind the service desk. On the recliner, I began to close my eyes and meditate.

The black Internet cafe in the front is open all night, and the game room in the back is also open 24 hours. Meng Fei has been working here for almost a year. The boss here is a man named Wu Guang. It is said that his brother-in-law is the deputy director of the police station here. Therefore, the answer to why this gambling game room hidden behind the black Internet cafe can continue to operate is obvious.

Meng Fei and another young man named Zihua are Wu Guang's two capable men. The two of them are in charge of the operation of the gambling game room. Wu Guang usually checks the account once every three days to collect the money and then stay in the operation. of working capital.

Working in this gambling game room, Wu Guang's salary for Meng Fei is not low according to general standards, 1 yuan a month, and there are bonuses when the business is good. In this city, such an income is already Worthy of a white-collar worker.