In the dimly lit basement, the air smells damp and sweet.
The not-so-spacious aisle seemed to be invisible at a glance, and the walls on both sides were smooth and flat, reflecting a cold luster under the dim lights on the ceiling. At the end of the corridor is a black and heavy iron door, and the dull color gives people a sense of unprovoked oppression.
There was a dead silence all around, as if even the air was frozen.
Suddenly, a shrill scream leaked out from the closed door. On the snow-white ceiling, the yellow light bulb flickered for a moment, then gradually went out, and never came on again.
The steady footsteps sounded from far to near, and then the heavy iron door was opened, and a man in a suit walked out.
After taking the towel handed over by the man behind him and wiping the blood that accidentally splattered on his hand, the hostility between the man's eyebrows lightened a little.
Looking up at the broken light bulb above his head, Shang Yi glanced at the person following him.
"How many times I've said it, I don't need to change a second-hand lamp to create an atmosphere. Those who don't know think that my seventh master doesn't even have the money to buy a light bulb."
The man's low, husky voice contained a touch of displeasure.
The person behind him shuddered, and immediately bowed his head to ensure that someone would be replaced immediately.
Shang Yi nodded, raised the towel in his hand and threw it back into his arms, then lifted his foot out of the basement.
The assistant on the ground was already waiting there, and when he saw him coming up, he put on the jacket in his hand.
"Seventh Master, what should people do?"
Shang Yi lowered his eyes, his articulated fingers casually tidied up the cuffs at the cuffs, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the smile on his face did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "Pack it up, send it to his master, and let Jiuke send it to Su Qing by the way. A letter, a father who was kept in the dark by his son, even I can't stand it anymore."
The assistant nodded: "Yes."
City A, a high-end residential area by the Hengjiang River.
On the street where ginkgo trees were planted, the snow that fell yesterday has been cleaned up by sanitation workers, and the few remaining snowflakes have also melted into black dirty water under the back and forth of passers-by and vehicles, and then flowed into the sewer. .
In the evening, the temperature, which had risen by two degrees due to the brief sunshine at noon, dropped again, and the puddles on the ground began to freeze.
Before the thin ice surface could be reinforced, it was crushed to powder by the whistling tires.
The man sat in the driver's seat, staring at the empty street in front of him with angry eyes, and the accelerator kept increasing.
In the splendidly decorated living room, a lady dressed in jewels was sitting on the sofa, folded her legs gracefully, stretched out her hand, and asked the servant in front of her to trim her nails.
The closed door was suddenly opened, slammed heavily on the wall and bounced back, releasing a muffled sound.
The two people in the living room were startled, the maid's hand shook, the sharp nail clippers pierced the tender meat between the gaps, and the dark red blood oozes out instantly.
The woman cried out in a low voice, and the maid kept bowing and apologizing with a pale face.
The little girl in front of her was trembling with fear. Zhang Lei looked at her with an angry expression and was about to scold her, but she stopped when she turned around and caught a glimpse of the gloomy expression on the man by the door.
"Okay, okay, get out now!"
She waved her hand impatiently, and the little girl kept saying thank you like an amnesty before turning around and leaving.
After the people left, Zhang Lei got up and came to Su Jianghai.
"Why is your face so ugly, what happened?"
She helped the man take off his coat and hang it aside, and then spoke softly.
Su Jianghai's face was gloomy, and even the gentle expression on his wife's face could not calm the anger in his heart.
"The old man scolded me in front of the directors at the shareholders' meeting today! He also fired several of the people I promoted."
The man looked resentful, and Zhang Lei changed his face slightly.
"What's going on?" the woman asked.
"It's not for his good son!" Su Jianghai gritted his teeth, his eyes resentful.
Su Jianghai is the second eldest in the family, with an elder brother above his head and two younger sisters below.
Su Jiangnian was ignorant and inexperienced, and he knew all day long that it was a piece of mud that couldn't stick to the wall. Although the two younger sisters are talented and intelligent, they only have the life of being married. At most, they can own one or two percent of the Gu family's shares as a dowry, but they cannot have the right to inherit the Gu family, including their sons.
Su Jianghai knew for a long time that the Su family would be his own sooner or later.
So when he was in college, he chose business management, which he disliked the most, and entered the Su Clan as soon as he graduated. Little by little, he started to climb up from the grassroots level. Only he knew the sadness and bitterness in the middle.
For more than ten years, he has devoted himself to the company, almost all his efforts, and the achievements he has made have also been praised by the old people in the company. Everyone agrees that he is the next ruler of the Su family. Including himself.
However, this does not include Su Qing, his father.
Su Jianghai regarded the Su family as his other son, but one day, he was suddenly told that he was raising children for others.
Su Qingming has already reached retirement age, but he has been clinging to the power of the company.
Su Jianghai thought that this was because the old man was reluctant to give up the sense of superiority and satisfaction that power brought him. However, the fact is that the person he had called his father for more than 30 years actually had an illegitimate child outside, the same age as Su Jinyu, without telling all of them.
He was just over thirty-five years old when he heard the news, and just two days ago, the old man sitting at the front of the conference table used the phrase "less seniority" to put forward the proposal made by his shareholders to let him officially take over the Su family. rejected back.
He entered the company at the age of twenty-two, thirteen years! Thirteen years! It is ridiculous that a person who is a bull and a horse every day works hard for the company, and in exchange, he is not qualified enough! If he didn't already know the real purpose of the old man, he would really think that his qualifications were not enough...
In the next few months, he quietly tested each other, wondering if his father was really so cruel. Then he got the answer he least expected.
What are the consequences of a belief that has been held for many years suddenly collapsed
Either silently erupting, or silently perverted.
And he has both.
The Su family can only be mine! When he came out of that solemn study countless times, Su Jianghai told himself this over and over again in his heart.
He knew that Su Qing had been looking for the illegitimate child who was living abroad, and he was also asking his own people to investigate in private, but the information he got was pitiful. He only knew that the other party was Su Qing and his first love when he was 42 years old. was born, and was taken away from City A by his mother, and no one knows his whereabouts.