There is also a mountain near Sheshan in Songjiang, named Nanshan.
Nanshan has a radius of no more than a hundred acres, but it is owned by individuals. There are thousands of trees planted on Nanshan, which are like spring all the year round, and there is a manor-style villa on the hillside, named Nangong.
This is where the Nangong family is located. This building was built in the 1920s and was baptized by the war. After it was repaired, it was still intact.
Nangong Wuming drove his own Buick, which did not show the mountains and the "dew", and came to the entrance of the manor on the mountainside. He paused for a while. Looking at the two official scripts "Nangong" at the gate, Nangong Wuming felt a kind of potential pressure. . . .
When this Nangong was built, Nangong Lingtian was not yet born, and passed to the nameless hands of Nangong. After three generations, the development of the Nangong family has indeed been faster in recent years, and it is precisely because the development has been too fast that it has made Nangong Ling Tian's ambitions surged rapidly.
Unify the four families? Everyone thinks, but the Dongfang family, the Ximen family, and the Li family are really as weak as their father thought
Nangong Wuming shook his head. The four major families are related to the country's economic lifeline. If there is a war, the foreign powers will be happy, but the Chinese economy will be the loser. Nangong Wuming sighed. . .
As a descendant of Emperor Yan, he is still a bit bloody, but the problem he faces now is that Nangong Lingtian has to follow the will of his ancestors to unify the four major families, but Nangong Wuming believes that this is in conflict with national interests. It is estimated that if it is really going to be implemented, the country will not sit idly by, unless the Nangong family can do it without blood, but the other three families are not unmanned in the DPRK. Will the "government" really be indifferent
Nangong Wuming would never believe such a good thing!
Nangong Wuming told Ye Feng that he did not want to unify the four big families, but the problem is that although he will be the head of the Nangong family sooner or later, now he has to add a few words before his main character, Nangong Ling Tianyi If the sun is not dead, Nangong Wuming will not be able to take over the clan’s scepter. Whatever you say is nothing, so Nangong Wuming is a little depressed. Deep down in his heart, he wants to elope with his flower girl, but that’s not filial, so he He can only behave differently, behave hypocritically, and dare not "show" the slightest dissatisfaction in front of his father. . .
There are security guards at the gate of Nangong, but the security guard does not look like a security guard at all, but looks like a big guy on the Northeast Road, with a scar on his face. In fact, the big man with the nickname Scar was indeed from the Northeast before. One of the bosses, only by accident, became the guardian dog for the Nangong family, but the Nangong family did not really treat him as a dog, but he was willing to be a dog. . .
This is the weakness of human nature.
"Master!" Seeing Nangong Wuming open the car window, the northeastern man quickly got up from the recliner, salivating and smiling.
Nangong Wuming smiled and nodded, threw a pack of cigarettes to the man in the northeast, and smiled: "Brother Scar, I will come to you for a drink!"
"Okay, I don't have anything else here, but I was thrown a lot of good wine by the master, and I turned back to call Xiaosi, let's have a few drinks, and we must get drunk!" Brother Scar took it as if shocked by Pang Ruo. Smoke, grinning. . .
"Aren't you afraid that my father will clean up you?" Nangong blinked Wuming.
Brother Scar lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, you have to be disciplined if you drink with others. Drinking with the young master is absolutely fine!"
Nangong Wuming smiled and said hello, parked the car on the side of the parking lot that was already full of all kinds of famous cars worth millions, and got off the car. . .
The villa has only three floors. The first floor is a living room that looks very low-key but is actually very spectacular and terrifying. The second floor is a room where Nangong Wuming rarely returns for a few days in a year. The third floor is Nangong Lingtian’s house. Nangong Lingtian is very beautiful. Know how to enjoy, without a wife, there is a chess and card room, swimming pool, study room, cigar room, exercise room, etc. on the third floor.
Some of the Nangong family lived in the bungalows on the left hand side of the villa. Don’t underestimate these bungalows. They are not amazing. In fact, they are also very luxurious. Although they are subordinates, the housing conditions are better than those in the urban area. Some wealthy people live well. This is the framework of a large family. The so-called dog hunting depends on the owner. Even a dog from the Nangong family lives better than ordinary wealthy people. . .
Of course, it is not a simple matter to enter Nangong's house to be a servant. Not only does it require a clever mind, but also the owner of the cabin on the right side of the villa nodded.
The cabin lives in an old man. He usually sleeps on a recliner in a Chinese suit. In addition to cooking and cooking by himself, he occasionally beats punches. Although he is nominally the housekeeper of the Nangong family, he almost always asks nothing. , And the wooden house he lives in, although simple, is a forbidden place in the eyes of ordinary people. No one can approach it except Nangong Lingtian and his son. Otherwise, the consequences will be at your own risk. What consequences? Either death or disability, and will be expelled from this manor. . .
Nangong Wuming carried a large front door that was only priced at two yuan and five'mao' dollars per pack, and respectfully called to the silver-haired old man at the door of the cabin, Uncle Shenghua. The old man squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Nangong Wuming. At a glance, he sat up and smiled: "Is the young master back?"
"Uncle Hua, I have said it many times. You should call me by my nickname, Wuming, I listen to it comfortably!" Nangong Wuming walked to the old man, handed the cigarette to the old man, and said with a smile: "Uncle Hua , This is your favorite Xiao Zhonghua, now there are too many fake cigarettes on the market, I still asked a friend to get it at the tobacco company, absolutely authentic, if you smoke the taste is not authentic, I will let you punish!"
The silver-haired old man smiled: "Then you put it down, I'm going to bed, come when I'm fine, I'll cook a few small dishes for you, and then let's drink two glasses!"
Nangong Wuming Yixi, he knows that this Uncle Hua usually doesn't invite people to dinner, but his craftsmanship is absolutely nothing to say. When he grows up, he can count the number of times he has eaten in this cabin. Come here, but he often thinks of the delicious and fragrant feeling, and immediately nodded in agreement. . . . .
When I walked into the villa, I didn't see any people, but I saw Nangong Lingtian sitting in the living room, very majestic, and his face was not very good.
"Father!" Nangong Wuming hurriedly saluted.
"I heard Scar said, you have already come back, where did you go? You played with Xiao Si and the others again?" Nangong Ling Tian squinted, "You haven't been home for more than half a month, right? I just hate you?"
Nangong Wuming hurriedly said: "Father, I have been busy recently, and I just went to see Uncle Hua just now."
"Oh." Nangong loosened his nameless brows and nodded: "It's okay to go and see your Uncle Hua."
"I see, dad!" Nangong said respectfully without a name.
Nangong Lingtian greeted her son to sit down and asked, "What's the matter recently?"
"Ye Feng has arrived in Shanghai." Nangong Wuming said carefully.
"Oh?" There was a murderous look in Nangong Lingtian's eyes: "It's the man who robbed your woman? I heard that there was a lot of movement in the southwest. I would like to see it when I have time. Our Nangong family has never suffered. Who is so angry? It seems that he is not so courageous!"