Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

He Zhijing smiled lightly, "You don't think I believe that report?"

"So what if you don't believe it?" Ling Shaoming suddenly became gloomy, "Have you never heard of 'a powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake'?"

He took a step forward, approached He Zhijing, and said coldly: "What's more, the Ling family is the 'local dragon', and you are just a worm..."

He Zhijing was six or seven centimeters taller than him. He raised his elbow defensively and pushed him in the middle. His elbow hit his neck bone and sneered, "It's not up to you to say whether you are a dragon or a worm."

Ling Shaoming lost his temper, forced himself to laugh, took a step back, and said, "Mr. He is right. We'll see whether he is a dragon or a worm."

After saying that, he turned and left, returning to his table.

I saw another middle-aged man coming over to the Ling family's table. He was wearing a black coat and a black top hat. He was about 47 or 48 years old and walked with a breeze.

The man walked up to He Zhijing and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. He."

He Zhijing nodded coldly.

The man said with a comfortable tone, smiling: "I am different from the eldest young master of the Ling family. I want to talk to you about cooperation."

He Zhijing was stunned for a moment, then looked at him carefully. This middle-aged man had a strong physique, a slightly round square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked majestic. Could he be the Zhu from the "Longfeng" jewelry company?

As he was looking around, Secretary Shen came over quickly from the other side and said, "Mr. He, this is Mr. Zhu from Dragon and Phoenix Jewelry."

"Yes, I am Zhu Wei." said the man.

A Cheng Yaojin who showed up unexpectedly, stuck his foot in before signing the contract and disturbed the clear water in the river. He Zhijing really had no good impression of this man.

His phone suddenly vibrated, a message came in, and he said, "Wait..."

He turned his back to check the message. His old friend Yuan Tong only sent one sentence: "Are you free to talk?"

He guessed that Yuan Tong must have found something, so he said to Zhu Wei, "Mr. Zhu, please excuse me for a moment. I have to answer a phone call."

Zhu Wei said: "Please go ahead, I'll wait for you."

He walked out of the banquet hall, found a corner, called Yuan Tong, and asked, "Old Yuan, what did you find out?"

Yuan Tong briefly said: "Longfeng Jewelry was founded in the 1960s. It is indeed a time-honored brand."

He changed the subject and continued, "However, according to unconfirmed clues, its predecessor can be traced back to the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, with a history of more than 500 years."

He Zhijing was surprised, "So old?"

Yuan Tongdao: "There is another saying that the name Longfeng comes from the story of Emperor Zhengde playing with a dragon and a phoenix. It is an authentic palace brand, but it is hard to verify whether it is true or not."

He Zhijing frowned. The Dragon and Phoenix Jewelry had such a profound origin, and it actually came from the palace. He asked again, "What is Zhu Wei's background?"

Yuan Tong suddenly asked, "Old He, why are you investigating Zhu Wei? Do you have a grudge against him?"

"It's not a big deal, but a little business trouble. He wants to snatch the title of sponsor from me." He Zhijing was surprised. "Why? Can't he check it?"

"He's not easy to mess with," Yuan Tong had to say, "I heard that he's from Blackwater. I don't know what position he holds yet. But Blackwater is not an ordinary company. It's quite evil."

"Blackwater?"

He Zhijing suddenly remembered that the man named Gao Jun claimed to be a senior executive of Blackwater. Could it be that they were in the same group?

Yuan Tong advised him: "Hey, Lao He, why are you competing with him for the title of sponsor? Aren't you just asking for trouble? Just give it to him. Do you think the money is too much?"

He Zhijing replied calmly: "You don't understand what Lan Hui means to me. Just tell me directly, what is this person like? Is he good or bad?"

Yuan Tong was silent for a few seconds, sighed, and then said: "I'll give you a more explosive news. Rumor has it... the Zhu family is a declining family that has been silent for many years, but their ancestors were glorious for nearly three hundred years..."

When He Zhijing heard it, he faintly smelled something.

Yuan Tong revealed a shocking secret: the last emperor of the Zhu family, Chongzhen, was not actually dead. The person who was hanged under the old locust tree in Coal Hill that year was a scapegoat.

After Li Zicheng entered Beijing, he buried Chongzhen with great ceremony. He had never seen Chongzhen in person, so he could not tell the real one from the fake one.

There are also rumors that Li Zicheng, who had destroyed the Zhu family's territory, felt guilty at the time, so he intended to let the Zhu family go. In the end, the matter was left unresolved and no one investigated it.

When the world was changing, the Zhu family changed their surname from "Zhu" to "Zhu" in order to avoid being hunted down by the Aisin-Gioro family. This surname has been used to this day.

Whether this rumor is true or false, it is truly shocking.

He Zhijing hung up the phone, but he still felt a buzzing in his ears.

But even if it is true, what does it matter? Times have changed. No matter whether you are a descendant of an emperor or a commoner, you still have to take what you deserve and fight for what you deserve.

He Zhijing adjusted his mood and returned to the banquet hall calmly. Zhu Wei had indeed been waiting for him.

The lunch had already begun, and the waiters were serving the dishes. It was not convenient to talk at this time, so He Zhijing said in a much friendlier tone, "Mr. Zhu, how about we talk after dinner?"

Zhu Wei nodded and said, "Come to my room, Room 1501. As I said before, I'll wait for you."

He did not eat lunch and left after saying that.

Looking at his back, He Zhijing frowned again.

This person has always been low-key, why did he intervene this time? And he was so persistent, which really puzzled He Zhijing. Why did he do this? It didn't seem like commercial interests.

Cheng Yue said from the side: "This person is a bit weird."

He Zhijing said meaningfully: "He is a very special person."

"How special?"

"You wouldn't think so."

Cheng Yue waited for He Zhijing to finish his words, but He Zhijing left. He said half of what he said and left the other half, which was quite annoying. If he wasn't the boss, Cheng Yue might have gone over to beat him up.

The two returned to the dining table to eat. The table was full of prominent people. As the wine flowed, an official named Liu from the Propaganda Department asked with a smile, "Mr. He, I heard that your wife is also from Peking University?"

He Zhijing nodded.

Another person said, "Director Liu, you don't care about current affairs. Mrs. He is not only from Peking University, but also the famous flower of Peking University, a stunning beauty."

Director Liu said, "Oh, Mrs. He is the most beautiful lady in Beijing University. Why don't you participate in the campus beauty contest? You will definitely win if you participate."

Another person continued, "I heard that Madam He graduated a few years ago and has long since left Beijing University."

Director Liu said: "Oh, what a pity."

"There's no rule that you can't attend after graduation, right?"

“There is no rule.”

"Mr. He, please ask your wife to come out and show her face. Don't hide. Let us see your beauty. Haha..."

He Zhijing put down his chopsticks, his face became darker and darker, and his mood became lower and lower.

Cheng Yue couldn't help but scolded: "Hey, what are you talking about? Do you understand the word respect?"

Cao Jingsong, the president of Peking University, noticed something was wrong and said with a smile, "Director Liu, Director Chen, and General Manager Lin, you've had too much to drink. Eat some food. General Manager He, they're not disrespectful, so don't be offended."

Director Chen grinned and said, "We're not drunk, so what's wrong with talking? It's Mr. He, right? Hehe."

"Say 'mud!'"

A cold light flashed in He Zhijing's eyes, and he slammed the chopsticks on the table, breaking them into pieces.

With a loud "bang", most of the plates on the table jumped up. Shrimp, fish, roast duck slices, Dongpo pork, Shanghai green... all flew out. Wine glasses, tea cups, and red wine glasses fell down with a clang, and oil, vegetable juice, and wine spilled all over the table.

Clink, clang, the plates fell on the table.

Director Chen's large glasses were covered in stains, and Director Liu's clothes were all covered in stains.

Everyone was stunned, and everyone in the banquet hall looked over.

After a while, everyone at the table woke up from their embarrassment.

Director Liu and Director Chen pointed at He Zhijing angrily and cursed: "You... He Zhijing, you are arrogant, presumptuous, too presumptuous..."

They couldn't utter any other words.

He Zhijing curled his lips and sneered, and was polite not to throw the dishes in their faces.