Chapter 183: First meeting with the third prince

If you abandon things, your body will not be exhausted; if you do nothing, your mind will be calm; if you are calm and simple, your mind will be in a simple way; if you are tired of dust, your mind will become closer to the Tao.

Who is the real murderer who murdered Anda Group's financial director?

Lying in bed, I passed the last month's events in my mind like lightning. I had some clues in my heart. Under the seemingly calm surface of Anda Group, there was actually undercurrent.

And all this was caused entirely by Anda's upcoming reform. To put it bluntly, everything is for the benefit, and if it is a little bit vague, everything is for the money.

Lao Zhang once said that money is a omnipotent magic weapon. Money can make ghosts push the grind, and thinking about it is also true. Money can distract brothers and feet, and it can also make people lose their lives. Anda Group's financial director is just one of them.

In this matter, Lao Zhang seemed to be suspicious, Xiao Li was also suspicious, and even Xiao Wang could not get rid of the suspicion. These three people didn't seem simple.

Although I understand this, I don’t want to investigate the real murderer of this matter. It’s not just because this matter has nothing to do with me, but also because this matter is not within my responsibility. I will let people in the world solve the problem. If I want to take care of it, there are really too many things in this world that are quickly solved within my ability. Unfortunately, I am not a firefighter and there is a fire there.

After a while of random thoughts, I sat up, called and watched TV casually, and switched several stations, and the TV was either advertisements or some soap operas.

Alas! It's so boring!

Suddenly, I felt that watching TV and watching TV was just like I watched the whole world. However, when others saw TV, they knew the hidden feelings and were very anxious and very happy, but when I watched the whole world, they were indeed calm.

I looked over the TV. On the windowsill, there were a row of withered potted flowers, and on the wardrobe, some ink and rice paper that the guests had placed there before.

I stood up and opened the curtains. The night view of the city outside was bright and the withered flowers and plants on the windowsill were completely inconsistent. As soon as I thought, the dry soil in the flower pots became moist, and the flowers and plants flourished at a speed that the naked eye could see.

The flowers and plants are more prosperous than any flowers and plants under the city lights outside.

In the room, there was a faint fragrance of soil and the refreshing fragrance of flowers and plants.

I suddenly became interested and took the ink and rice paper from the wardrobe and put it on the table. I had never studied calligraphy and occasionally drew some paintings, so I decided to write a few words to play with.

When everything was ready, a sound of "Dang!Dang!" suddenly came from the door.

My body did not move, and I spoke lightly, "Come in."

The door opened, and there were three girls and two boys. Two of them had very neutral faces and even their hair was short. Looking at the not-high breasts, if they were not wearing women's clothing, they were just tomboys. Their dressing really gave people the feeling of twins, but my mysterious intuition told the two girls that they had no blood relationship at all.

Another girl was very attractive. As soon as she entered the room, my room was brighter. Behind her, the two boys, one was very thin, had a very white skin, a shy smile, and had a baby love. If you only look above his shoulders, you would think it was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, two, with a rosy complexion and casual wear. The black and white sweatshirt made his strong body fully reveal.

The first one to speak was one of the middle-sized girls. When she came in, she saw that I was about to write, she smiled and said, "Oh, we have another calligrapher here. Hello, we have received the information from the landlord today. We know that you have moved in, everyone knows you, hehe." She smiled, not like a woman or a man.

Then, the girl introduced me to the four people who came in with her. Her name was Huang Wei, the one who looked similar to her was Li Yuxia, the very beautiful girl who was like a lotus in water was Tao Huaqing, the boy with a baby face was Ai Dong, and the other boy was Park Chung-jung.

The few of them seemed very surprised by the neatness and refreshment of the room of a man like me. The girl named Tao Huaqing looked even more curious when she saw the flowers and plants on the windowsill, and her eyes were full of incredible expressions.

Sweat! I really didn't care about those flowers and plants. Looking at her appearance, I seemed to know that the flowers and plants bonsai had withered. From the surprised gaze she moved to me, I knew that those flowers and plants bonsai had brought me some small trouble.

"My name is Zhang Santong." After Huang Wei finished introducing it, I also said my name.

"Hi! Brother, are you going to school or work?" Park Chung-jung looked at me for a moment, then said, "The five of us, Huang Wei, and me, work in the nearby Anda Building. We graduated from Shangda University. Huaqing and Aidong are also Shangda University and have not graduated yet."

Oh! They are all alumni. I raised my head and said, "So coincidentally, I work in Anda."

Hearing my words, everyone showed a curious look. Park Chung-jung asked me: "No, brother, that part of you, are you from? Huang Wei and I are from the marketing department."

I smiled, took a brush and wrote randomly on rice paper, and replied casually: "I am just a cleaner."

“…”

Without exception, my answer changed their faces slightly. Three seconds later, Huang Wei said, "No!"

Although my eyes were not on them, my keen senses were there. After hearing that I was a cleaner, Huang Wei's slightly awkward words and deeds and eyes suddenly relaxed after entering the door... directly to the point of being a little presumptuous.

I guess she thought in her heart that I was a cleaner, and nothing was in their eyes. However, Aidong and Park Jung-jung were just a little stunned and looked at each other, and they relaxed a little.

What surprised me was that the girl who looked similar to Huang Wei didn't seem to hear that I was a cleaner, and her face did not change at all.

"Oh! No wonder you cleaned this house so clean." Huang Wei said to me.

I smiled and didn't care at all.

Tao Huaqing gently pulled Huang Wei and walked to me. A faint fragrance on her body mixed with the ink fragrance around me, entering my heart. I couldn't help but think of the ancients' "Green Xiaoshuo Shuo.com" that I don't know if it's like this.

"Zhang Santong, do you like calligraphy too?" She asked me, her voice was very light, but it was very clear that everyone could hear it clearly, and everyone's eyes fell on me again for a moment.

I turned my head to look at her. Tao Huaqing's eyes were clear and curious. Then I fell on the rice paper in front of me and couldn't help laughing. I just scribbled randomly and wrote out the mysterious words I couldn't figure out before.

Calligraphy? Do I like calligraphy?

I said, "I don't like it very much."

A trace of loss flashed slightly in Tao Huaqing's eyes, and Huang Wei beside her spoke, "A senior brother who used to live here is a calligraphy fan."

"What word are you writing?" Tao Huaqing asked me.

I replied, "I don't know what the words are."

"Tsk, I think you're really writing randomly." Huang Wei glanced at me with some disdain.

"Xiao Wei, stop talking nonsense." Tao Huaqing pulled Huang Wei again, glanced across my hand holding the pen, and then said, "Look at the posture of others holding the pen, you will know if you are an expert."

When everyone heard this, they all curiously turned their eyes to my hands. Park Jung-jung looked at Tao Huaqing, then looked at me, with a slightly strange look.

I think I am so careful in my heart. Indeed, although I don’t like calligraphy, I was born in a family of Yin and Yang. In order to be an excellent Yin and Yang, I have practiced copying scriptures and sacrificial texts with brushes since I was a child. Under the strict requirements of my grandfather, all the men in our Zhang family can write beautiful calligraphy.

I just wrote randomly, and I remembered this in my mind, and my grandfather. Their incoming made me not concentrate, so I was like this. Just now, I suddenly felt interested in writing a few words. When I picked up the brush, I couldn't help but miss the scenes of my childhood.

I was thinking about the scene of writing in the past. When I picked up the brush, I couldn't even put it in. I couldn't help but sigh and said, "I really don't know how to write."

Tao Huaqing even looked a little disappointed at this time. Park Chung-jung suddenly smiled, walked to me, and said, "Tsk tsk, Huaqing said, you are an expert in holding a pen. Brother, show us your hand."

I didn't care what Park Chung-jung said, even Huang Wei's disdain, the strangeness on Aidong's baby's face, Tao Huaqing, etc., I didn't care much about it. What I was thinking about was my own state.

Think about it, the words I wrote in the past were the most exaggerated by my grandfather. At that time, although I was young, the words I wrote seemed to be very good.

But why can't I write today? I just said that I can't write, and what I'm telling is the truth.

I was silent. I guess I was thinking about what words I was writing, but I was not thinking about this at all.

After a while, a trace of enlightenment emerged in my heart. I waved my hand and brought the graffitied paper to the side to reveal a new piece of rice paper. But there was still some confusion in my heart. I couldn't help but write: The journey of a gentleman. Five words, the brushwork was wild and sharp. Then, my heart was instantly calm, and I continued to write: Calmness is used to cultivate oneself, frugality is used to cultivate virtue. Without being indifferent, I can't show my ambitions, and without being calm, I can't continue... After writing this, I can't continue. Zhuge Liang's Jie Zijing said that there is still a text behind it, but I can't write it down.

There is still half of the space on the rice paper in front of you.

The five characters of the beginning of the gentleman's journey are completely different from the characters at the end, but if you add that blank space, you will look very strange when you read it.

I lowered the pen gently.

"Good word!" Park Jung-jung said.

“…”

Tao Huaqing's eyes were radiant, and Huang Wei and others were also amazed repeatedly.

I said calmly: "I'm not writing words."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned. Huang Wei couldn't help but say, "I'm crazy!"

The air in the room suddenly dropped a little, and Huang Wei shivered and said, "Let's go, let's go, don't you tell me to go out to play?" After that, she muttered and walked out of my room first.

Go out to play?

After Park Jung-jung sighed repeatedly, he expressed their plans. When I suddenly moved in, they decided to invite me to go to Shangdao Coffee, not far away, to play.

I thought a little, and nodded and agreed. When I went out of my room, Tao Huaqing's eyes were nostalgic for the return from the rice paper.

Ai Dong said: "Santong, it seems that Huaqing likes what you write very much, why don't you give it to her."

I nodded indifferently, Tao Huaqing looked surprised. Inadvertently, I found that Park Chung-jung's face was a little unnatural, while some strange flashed in Ai Dong's eyes.

After we were waiting outside for Tao Huaqing to put the mobao out, we walked out of the community with a slight smile. The distance to the left was what they called Shangdao Coffee House.

From afar, I saw Huang Wei standing in front of the coffee shop. There was also a young man with twenty-seven or eight, who looked lazy but exuded nobility on his body.

"Yeah? Dong Minsheng, why is this guy again?"

Park Chung-jung frowned when he saw the young man beside Huang Wei, then looked at Tao Huaqing beside him, his face twisted for a moment, and then his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Huang Wei.

Dong Minsheng?

The legendary third prince of Anda Group?
Chapter completed!