Feng Zhongliang had a smile on his face, but every word he said was sharp. He was not afraid of angering Jiang Zhiyuan when he mentioned the past event.
He took a deep breath of the cigarette, feeling the smoke being sucked into his lungs, swirling around, and then slowly exhaled.
His face was a little blurry in the wisps of green smoke. Feng Zhongliang waved his hand to clear away the pungent smell and saw his enjoyable expression:
"When I was young, I dared to commit a shocking crime." He dared to ask the Feng family for a huge sum of money and was imprisoned in a prison with many notorious gangsters. He was able to survive, "but now he is huddled in a corner of the imperial capital." It was as if he said goodbye to the past. When people thought he had turned over a new leaf, he was suspected of committing a crime again and made a person who was investigating him disappear without anyone noticing.
"Did more than twenty years in prison teach you a lesson?"
Feng Zhongliang squinted his eyes. Compared with more than 20 years ago, he was now very old, with a bent back and still needed a cane to walk, but his eyes were still sharp, as if he wanted to see into Jiang Zhiyuan's heart.
Every word he said stung Jiang Zhiyuan. If it were someone else, he would have been unable to endure it long ago.
But what made Feng Zhongliang frown was Jiang Zhiyuan's silence. He did not get angry because of Feng Zhongliang's words, but carefully put out the half-burned cigarette, carefully took out a tissue, wrapped the half cigarette in the paper, and put it in his clothes pocket.
He did all this very calmly, and when he raised his head, he saw Feng Zhongliang's expression changing rapidly.
Back then, he was a gangster who shocked Hong Kong's upper class society. The 19 years he spent in prison were already eventful enough.
After he was released from prison, he could obviously live a much more exciting life than he does now. As Feng Zhongliang said, people's memories are always short-lived, and only the injured will retain the feeling of pain for a long time.
Feng Zhongliang even wanted to laugh. When he came out, Xiao Liu became nervous whenever his name was mentioned. Many celebrities and wealthy people wanted to recruit him, but this man who brought many psychological traumas to people was now holding a half-smoked cigarette butt and was reluctant to throw it away.
Jiang Zhiyuan could guess what Feng Zhongliang was thinking at the moment from his expression, but if he wanted fame, the kidnapping case more than 20 years ago was already famous enough.
He lowered his head again to pick up the paper towel that he had spread on his legs, shook off the cigarette ashes and put the matchsticks in it, folded it and put it in his bag.
"What's the difference?"
Feng Zhongliang asked him. He originally thought that Jiang Zhiyuan would remain silent and not speak. Unexpectedly, he finished packing everything, stood up and straightened his outdated old suit:
“There is a difference.”
His tall figure gave people a feeling of oppression, and the shadow cast by his body under the light enveloped Feng Zhongliang:
"The rich were my playthings then, but now I don't want to be controlled by anyone."
After he finished speaking, he slowly sat down again. As he sat down, the shadow on Feng Zhongliang's face gradually disappeared, and the light could illuminate his face again:
"My coat is fine."
Jiang Zhiyuan touched his cuffs, a look of nostalgia on his face:
"I had this coat made for me when I was young and my daughter was just born." When he mentioned Jiang Se, his expression softened a lot:
"When she was born, I thought that no matter what, I had to hold a full-month banquet for her."
What others have, his daughter should have too. In order to host this banquet, he even specially asked someone to make this suit. "It cost me more than a hundred!"
He raised his index finger and gestured with a bit of pride: "After more than 20 years, it still works."
Feng Zhongliang's face was as gloomy as water. When he talked about his daughter, he talked a lot. He was no longer as silent as before and ignored people for a long time. His eyes, which had been as calm as dead water, seemed to come alive and become more lively.
When he talked about the past, he showed neither the resentment of being cynical about the world nor the irritability and rage that came from having served 19 years in prison. He was incredibly calm, as if time had worn away his edge.
"If I say that I have really been taught a lesson, can the Feng family let me go and stop making things difficult for my daughter?"
He smiled and showed weakness, spreading his hands:
"Look, I'm already like this."
He chatted with Feng Zhongliang with a smile and had no intention of hurting him. He wore old clothes and did the hardest and most tiring work.
Feng Zhongliang frowned even more tightly. Xiao Liu was right. Jiang Zhiyuan was more dangerous than before.
He has no concept of right and wrong, no moral standards, all he has is the rules in his heart.
As he said, he kidnapped Feng Nan because he played with the Feng family and manipulated the rich to get their money, and he was the mastermind.
Now others are recruiting him to force him to be used by others. He is being dominated, so he is dismissive.
Deep down, this man has never changed.
Such a person is unrestrained and morality and law have no effect on him. If it weren't for the fact that he has a daughter, no one could predict what he would do.
There was originally a lawless beast living in his heart, but the birth of his daughter put a cage in him, restraining the beast from then on.
God's arrangement is really ingenious, cause and effect, one thing conquers another, and everything is connected.
Feng Zhongliang laughed, and Jiang Zhiyuan laughed too. The surrounding lights dimmed and the screen lit up.
Jiang Zhiyuan quickly sat up straight and no longer had any intention of talking to Feng Zhongliang.
"Rocking, rocking, rocking to Grandma's Bridge, Grandma praised me for being a good baby..."
A childish voice sounded, followed by a man's rapid breathing that covered the voice. Amid the clattering footsteps, the man shouted:
"Save my daughter..."
The panicked shouting was accompanied by a trembling panic, and the tense atmosphere suddenly rose.
The child's faint breathing was replaced by the doctor's voice and medical equipment, and gradually became inaudible.
On the other hand, the Tang family was living a life of extravagance at this time.
While Cheng Jianguo was struggling to pay for medical expenses, the city's famous Tang family was already preparing for their youngest daughter's eighteenth birthday party.
Comparing the two, although they are both human beings, their statuses are as different as cloud and mud.
On the dim screen, Cheng Jianguo, played by Liu Ye, has a decadent look on his face. He has not slept for several days while his daughter was being rescued. The hospital prints out a long list of bills every day. Anxiety, uneasiness, anger, worry and other emotions are mixed in his eyes, which are well expressed by Liu Ye.
This movie has just started airing, but Feng Zhongliang and Jiang Zhiyuan already know what it is about. (To be continued)