Zheng Qingmu couldn''t understand Wu Mian for a moment. He just nodded vaguely.
"Dr. Wu, I''m tired of travelling. Would you like to have a rest?" Zhuang Yongzhi asked.
"Don''t hurry to the hotel." Wu Mian smiled. "I''ll wait for Mr. Zheng''s news first. If I want to see a doctor, I won''t delay in Xiangjiang."
Zhuang Yongzhi saw that Wu Mian insisted and said no more.
"I''ll discuss with the dog." Zheng Qingmu sighed.
After a few words, Liang Qi left with Wu Mian and others, leaving only Zheng Qingmu and Zhuang Yongzhi in the room.
"Brother Yongzhi, do you think this immortal master''s statement is credible?" Zheng Qingmu asked with empty eyes and ghosts.
This kind of thing can''t be solved with his best business thinking and business means. Zheng Qingmu has trillions of assets, but he can''t do anything.
"Qingmu, do you think Dr. Wu is too young?" Zhuang Yongzhi asked.
"Yes." Zheng Qingmu nodded. When Wu Mian left, he didn''t have to be perfunctory and admit it directly.
"You already know about my father." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "at that time, my father was weak and was taken advantage of by evil spirits. He almost succeeded in changing his form, and everyone was helpless. Tao Ruo introduced master Lin Xian and his little martial uncle. I also had doubts, but after they came..."
With that, Zhuang Yongzhi paused, as if recalling the previous scene.
Zheng Qingmu calmed his emotions and didn''t urge Zhuang Yongzhi. He just listened quietly.
"At that time, the surgeon from Massachusetts... Kiki, you didn''t see the appearance of Professor bellac. Usually the man looked rebellious and didn''t like anything. Especially after knowing that I had hired someone, Professor bellac came and said that I didn''t trust him."
"Well, Lin Kai was what happened that day," Zheng Qingmu said.
"But after professor bellac saw Dr. Wu, the whole person changed." Zhuang Yongzhi pondered and wondered what to describe it. After a few seconds, he said, "he ran to Dr. Wu with his cat on his waist and began to scold the people he brought. It looked like a dog."
"If I hadn''t seen it with my own eyes, no one would believe it." Zhuang Yongzhi sighed and said, "at that time, I thought it was just a coincidence that a Taoist genius had his own position in the medical field. After all, the old saying says, it is also possible to have ten and nine doctors. But..."
"But what?"
"Alas." Zhuang Yongzhi sighed softly, "I heard that the golden Boeing went to the capital of Montenegro Province before. In fact, I don''t believe it. It may be just a misunderstanding. How can that big man have anything to do with Dr. Wu."
"Today, the golden Boeing came. I saw Dr. Wu get off the plane with my own eyes, and the Rothschild family personally took off the plane. It is estimated that... The rumor is true."
Zheng Qingmu''s face was solemn.
"Well, I think it''s not only true, but the rumor only guessed part. The relationship between Dr. Wu and the Rothschild family is closer than I thought."
Zheng Qingmu shook his head. His face was haggard and white haired. He looked much older.
"The so-called one with thunder in his chest and a flat face can worship the general." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "when I first heard you tell this experience, I was scared and suspicious. But did you notice it just now?"
"What did you notice?" Zheng Qingmu asked.
He was in a trance today and asked a lot of questions.
Zhuang Yongzhi knew that Zheng Qingmu was usually capable and quick in decision. Seeing his appearance now, he thought of his father''s transformation.
"I saw that other people''s faces changed. Only Dr. Wu looked as usual without any surprise." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "I had an idea at that time - Dr. Wu knew it for a long time, and even he had figured out a solution."
"Solve?" Zheng Qingmu said incredulously, "brother Yongzhi, do you think this matter can be solved?! to tell the truth, when Dr. Wu said it, I think he didn''t understand the depth of this matter, but just talked casually."
"Qingmu, when my father was taken away, there was no way." Zhuang Yongzhi said cautiously.
Zheng Qingmu was silent.
"Try it. Dr. Wu is powerful," Zhuang Yongzhi said. "Qingmu, I think Zhou Qinyin should also be handed over to Dr. Wu and Lao guashan."
"Zhou Qinyin is not from the Zheng family." Zheng Qingmu said coldly, "Lin Kai''s nonsense has given him a chance. Who knows, it has caused great trouble."
Zhuang Yongzhi was silent. He picked up the tea bowl in front of him. The tea soup was cold. He didn''t seem to feel it. He skimmed twice and took a sip of the tea soup.
Neither of them spoke, nor looked at each other, and each had something on his mind.
After a long time, Zheng Qingmu said, "brother Yongzhi, I just received the news that old Mr. Chu said he would come."
"Huh?" Zhuang Yongzhi was stunned.
"I don''t know why. Mr. Chu hasn''t contacted my Zheng family since he went to Southeast Asia." Zheng Qingmu said, "it''s my Zheng family''s fault. I''m sorry, Mr. Chu. But you have to tie the bell to get rid of the bell. Mr. Chu can see through all this 30 years ago. If he can solve it now."
"Did he really say he would come?" Zhuang Yongzhi asked.
"I''ve been preparing for today all these years," Zheng Qingmu said. "Old Mr. Chu is coming. With him... And my son... Zheng Linyuan."
The word "my son" came out of Zheng Qingmu''s mouth. It was stiff and strange. It was very strange, and even a bit of fear and dislike.
Zheng Qingmu doesn''t seem to say his son, or even a stranger, but a tramp covered with flies and going bankrupt at any time.
Zhuang Yongzhi was absorbed and looked at Zheng Qingmu seriously.
"Brother Yongzhi, it''s not that I''m ungrateful." Zheng Qingmu sighed. "I''m old. I always think of me and my brother in the dead of night these years."
"You can''t feel it. What a terror it is. I''ve made a lot of efforts to chat with him, communicate with him and want to know his thoughts. I''m even worried that he can know my thoughts, learn meditation and empty himself."
Zhuang Yongzhi looked at Zheng Qingmu and sighed gently.
"But no matter what I think, I can''t contact him." Zheng Qingmu continued, "I think our brothers have reconciled, at least from my point of view. As for whether he forgives me or not..."
"If he shows up now and wants to control this smelly bag, I agree." Zheng Qingmu sighed and said softly.
It was only the middle of October, and the temperature in Xiangjiang was warm and pleasant.
But when Zheng Qingmu often talked about his "brother", Zhuang Yongzhi would feel the Yin wind everywhere, and there was a faint cry of ghosts around him.
He lowered his head and didn''t look at Zheng Qingmu''s expression.
Reconciliation? Is it that easy? Zhuang Yongzhi did not believe it.