God said, "When the tree falls, the monkeys will disperse."
Well, we have to admit that the God mentioned above was purely fictional. However, ever since Huang Bingxiang fell, the situation in the Huang family for more than a month was really like monkeys scattering when the tree falls. It became unmanageable.
In April 1999, the atmosphere of spring came like a tide. In the cool air of the drizzling rain, Jiaming lay on the balcony on the second floor of the Huang family villa, looking down at the occasional hustle and bustle of the crowd and the occasional silence. He experienced the feeling of a family gradually dispersing.
It had been more than a month, and all kinds of problems had been put on the table and sorted out one by one. The biggest blow to the Huang family was that this kind of thing could not be handled by just one person confessing. Basically, it implicated a lot of people around. The Huang family, Jiaming's uncles, big and small companies, department heads, and people with some status had basically all been investigated.
His third uncle, Huang Bingxing, had been arrested. His son, Huang Haoyun, who had pursued Ya Han in the past, had also been questioned several times. It seemed that the situation was not good.
Even Huang Bingxiang's son, Huang Haobing, had been questioned several times. Although he was only 17 years old, and this matter most likely would not affect him, for this energetic young man who used to like basketball, the current situation at home was tantamount to falling from heaven to hell.
In fact, in China, in terms of national conditions, there was actually no strict family structure like in Japan. The emergence of these so-called family forces was mostly due to the influence of the elders who had a certain amount of political power after the founding of the country. For example, in the Huang family, Huang Bingxiang's father, who was Jiaming's grandfather, was an important member of the central government. Therefore, many people who were originally related to him used this connection to gain a certain amount of status. After the reform and opening up, the Huang family started to do business, and Huang Bingxiang entered the political world. The people who were originally related to him gradually attached themselves to him. They obtained their own benefits, or their own position in a company, or their own company through their connections. Big and small, this formed the Huang family today.
Cohesion came through relationships that were beneficial to oneself. Perhaps in the second generation, it wasn't huge, but in Jia Ming's generation, this network began to become complicated and intertwined.
The so-called Dongfang family and Zhang family were mostly family business groups with China characteristics formed from this. The rise of the Huang family was not because of Huang Bingxiang, but in the past few years, the reason why the Huang family could be smooth and most of their businesses were stable and profitable was actually because of Huang Bingxiang's political cover. When Huang Bingxiang fell from power, the family that lost its protective umbrella immediately fell into a storm.
All possible orders were rejected, and all kinds of checks that had been written before were immediately cashed. All kinds of bank loans that had been red light before were now being repaid, forcing some small companies to file for bankruptcy.
It had to be said that Huang Bingxiang was a traditional China person. He was really good to his family. He took care of the development of the businesses of all his relatives and friends. Because of this, when the huge figure above the Huang family disappeared, dozens or even hundreds of large and small enterprises on the Huang's line faced all kinds of fatal problems almost overnight.
In more than a month, the relatives of the Huang family had come back and left one after another, either to discuss countermeasures for Huang Bingxiang's affairs, or to ask for help or complain for their own small enterprises. However, the Huang family desperately found that they had no power to intervene in the political death penalty of the double rule.
Speaking of which, a centipede dies but never falls down. Under Huang Bingxiang's protection, although many of the relatives' own enterprises were mostly flashy and empty, without a solid foundation, the main industry of the Huang's Group still maintained a considerable scale. Even if the situation was temporarily poor, there was no doubt that it could still allow the Huang family to maintain the lifestyle and enjoyment of a rich person. However, for those empty shells of companies that only cared about making money under Huang Bingxiang's name, the Huang family naturally couldn't extend any help at this time.
The result was still not out, but the situation had already begun to wither. Even Jiaming occasionally felt a lot of pointers and discussions in school. Huang Haobing took a break from school for a period of time, but recently he began to go to school again. However, his whole person had become silent and dull, like a deep autistic patient.
Hsu Yi-ting, on the other hand, was not liked in the past. After her father died of drug addiction, she was ignored by everyone. At this time, she suddenly became the focus of attention. From the attitude of the people of the Huang family when she came to talk to her for more than a month, it could be seen that it was mostly because of her close relationship with Dongfang Wan.
Of course, this kind of thing was only done by some young boys and girls of the same generation. As for the adults, it was not to the extent of deliberately establishing a relationship with Hsu Yi-ting.
It was as if the relationship of the whole family had changed overnight. The people who were originally happy and harmonious because of the collapse of various interests began to quarrel and become impatient, not knowing where to go. For more than a month, the faces of the adults were full of worry, and most of the children did not dare to laugh. Occasionally, a few ignorant children would play in the courtyard, and they would often be scolded.
The Huang family still had money, and the servants were still working in this villa area in an orderly manner. However, the occasional look at these people and the secret whispers had completely changed.
For more than a month, Jiaming came back from school a few more times. He saw the scene of people hurrying back and forth. Occasionally, there were bank representatives who wanted to recover the loan coming to the door, and there was a scene of noisy scenes.
He was not a person who longed for family affection. His previous attitude towards this family was not much love, and naturally, there was no hatred.
However, it was undeniable that his identity was indeed linked to this family in the past six or seven years. At least in the eyes of others, he was a member of the Huang family. Occasionally, he would talk to the elders of the Huang family. No one thought that he had nothing to do with the Huang family.
This kind of feeling was indifferent to him, but in this situation, he suddenly felt something very interesting to him.
The feeling of home.
At the beginning of his rebirth, he had thought that he might have a family. He did not know what a family was. The Huang family did not give him any different feelings, and he just accepted it. In any case, it did not matter. Then, there was Lingjing, Shasha, and Ya Han. The Huang family became even more insignificant to him.
However, in the constantly withering and bleak gray aura in front of him, he could feel a sense of beauty similar to death or destruction, similar to the blood he spilled when he killed people. In any case, this group of mediocre and incorrigible people to him were indeed different from the passers-by on the street.
Family, relatives?
Yes, in any case, everyone did have an innate relationship. This point might not be wrong.
The feeling of home?
He had killed many people and seen many big families break apart, but only this time, he was indeed one of the people involved. This feeling was novel and interesting to him.
He remembered last Saturday night, he sat on the rooftop and looked down at the scene below. The spring night was a little cold, and the children who usually liked to play outside were now watching TV or doing homework in their rooms. Several big shots were probably discussing countermeasures or making phone calls everywhere. The water in the swimming pool was blue, and a cleaner was holding a net to pick up the garbage inside.
Eldest Uncle Huang Bingan suddenly came out of the staircase smoking a cigarette. When he saw Jiaming sitting on the edge, he was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand.
"Jiaming, don't sit there. It's dangerous." He patted the chair on the balcony. "Come sit here."
As the eldest of this branch of the Huang family, Huang Bingan had always been relatively low-key. His position in the family was not as prominent as Second Uncle Huang Bingxiang, nor was he as influential as Third Uncle Huang Bingxing, who was in charge of the company. Therefore, in this incident that affected the entire Huang family, he may have been the least affected by the upper echelons. However, both of his younger brothers were in trouble, and he did not seem to have it easy.
At this time, he pulled Jiaming together. Perhaps because he could not find any topic to talk about, he suddenly talked about his sister, Jiaming's mother. His words were full of regret.
When a family was big, there would often be a variety of rules. Some may be beneficial to the expansion of the family, and some may be inexplicable.
In the beginning, the Huang family insisted on Jiaming's father marrying into the family, but Jiaming's father refused. Jiaming's mother was also more stubborn. She took the lead in quarreling with several brothers and left the Huang family with Jiaming's father.
If not for this, perhaps the two of them would not have gone to work in other places after giving birth to Jiaming and died in the landslide disaster.
After briefly talking about Jiaming's mother, Jiaming talked about Huang Haobing's recent situation. They were brothers in the same family and went to the same class, so he had to take care of him. Jiaming naturally nodded and agreed. He did not take it too seriously.
It was just that the image of his parents, which had always been vague, became more concrete at this time.
However, even if the feeling of family made him feel novel, he could not do anything for the Huang family. Taking a step back, even if he sold himself to Yanhuang Awakening, he could not get these things. However, the National Security Agency had some concerns about Tulip, who had connections with the Huang family. The first time they called in the relevant personnel for questioning on a large scale, there were public security officers and some low-level personnel who probably belonged to the National Security Agency that dealt with domestic affairs. However, among them was the leader of the anti-terrorism team, Ye lian, who dealt with domestic and foreign anti-terrorism matters. It could be imagined that before they were dispatched, there might have been a similar conversation.
"Ah, are you going to the Huang family to arrest people today?
I'll go too. "
"No way, Leader Ye, do you have to go for such a simple thing?
I'm just calling a few people back for questioning. Don't worry, there won't be any problems. I promise these people didn't take anything from the Huang family … "
"What does it have to do with me if you take anything? Just remember to treat them to a meal at the hotel. This time I'm going … Ahem, I'm afraid you'll be too careless and touch someone you shouldn't touch. You won't even know how you died …"
This was the conversation Ya Han imagined when she was joking, but it was mostly the same.
Jiaming happened to be at home that day. When everyone was talking in the living room, this man, who was dressed in casual clothes and looked as gentle and beautiful as a woman, walked directly to Jiaming's side. "Ahem, little brother Jiaming, this is the first time we've met. You probably don't know me, but maybe you do … My name is Ye lian. I've seen Miss Yiling in action a few times … In fact, we're also very sorry about what happened to Secretary Huang this time."
"Oh …" Jiaming looked around and shrugged. "I also feel that it's a pity. Second uncle usually treats me well … Don't think too much. Sister Suyan also didn't think about it."
"Of course, Mr. Huang's attitude towards his family has always been good. He just has some problems with his attitude towards the country … Please send my regards to Miss Yiling. Oh right, this is the first time we've met. I don't have anything to give you. Here, little brother Jiaming, take this red packet and buy some candy …"
Ye lian was very tall. At this time, he smiled and patted Jiaming's head. He stuffed a red packet into Jiaming's hand. After opening it, there was a ten yuan note inside. Jiaming admired his fearless sense of humor.
Then I'll just find a chance to kill him.
While he was thinking about boring things, he suddenly heard a soft shout. He looked up and saw a girl in green sportswear holding an umbrella on the street outside the courtyard. She was jumping and waving her hand. The seventeen year old girl was full of vitality and refreshing feeling. She was particularly clear in the rain wet street and the shade of the trees.
It was already Sunday afternoon. There was self-study at school in the evening. He smiled and waved his hand. He took an umbrella and turned around to go downstairs.
When he reached the stairs, he saw a few servants moving a cabinet upstairs. Huang Haoyun, with a face full of stubble and a dispirited appearance, was also staggering up the stairs. For a moment, the huge cabinet and the people up and down almost blocked the stairs. Seeing Jia Ming in front of him, Huang Haoyun, who had never had a good impression of him, shouted, "Get out of my way!"
Jiaming moved to the side and spread his hands. He waited for Huang Haoyun to go up. Just now, he jogged downstairs. After a while, he met up with Lingjing outside the villa.
"Just now I saw Huang Haoyun staggering back in his car. He almost hit someone. It's already afternoon and he still looks like he hasn't woken up yet. He must have been drinking again …"
"Ignore him. That guy is already wasted, just like Huang Haobing." Jiaming opened the umbrella and shrugged.
"Huang Haobing, I think he's quite pitiful. He used to be pretty good in school. He was good at basketball and his grades were passable. But in a month's time, he's become a completely different person …" Ling Jing said as she looked at the villa area that had become exceptionally clear after being washed by the rain.
"When we were young, you always bullied me."
"That was when we were young."
Lingjing laughed, "At that time, you deliberately let yourself be bullied, so I wanted to help you. At that time, you even called me sister Lingjing. Why don't you call me that now?
Now that I think about it, you bullied me more! "
After leaving the sight of the familiar people, the two walked hand in hand in the rain.
The two had been entangled with each other for seven to eight years. After having sex, they had lived together for nearly two years. They couldn't be more familiar with each other. They were currently in the second semester of their second year in high school. After the mid-term exams, they would be assigned to different classes. Recently, Jiaming, Lingjing, and Shasha had been discussing that it would be best if they could be assigned to the same class. For this matter, they could ask Ya Han. However, Jiaming guessed that Ya Han would secretly split the three of them into three classes. Of course, he couldn't tell her about the twists and turns.
Shasha had something to do at home today, so she didn't go to the dojo to meet up with Lingjing.
Seeing that it was still early, the two talked about some trivial things in the rain as they walked. When they passed by a wedding photography shop, the red light at the end of the street lit up. Lingjing stood in front of a huge floor-length display case and looked at the new wedding dress inside.
"What's wrong?
Do you want to wear a wedding dress? "
"Don't you think this one is very beautiful? I've seen it on TV."
"You've seen it?
Why don't I have any impression of it? "
"Aiya, of course, you men. Every wedding dress on TV looks the same. I remember this wedding dress is Fang … En, it's the one that Sister Yusi recently advertised."
"That has-been actress … You still admire her?"
"Okay, I know that you and Shasha hate her. I won't worship her in real life anymore. However, she's getting more and more popular recently. Don't you know that there are more and more people worshipping her in school? It's all because this album is too good recently. It pulled her popularity up again." Lingjing smiled and snorted a few words. "La la la la … La la …"
"That song was written by me okay."
"So I'm actually worshipping you."
"…"
Jiaming smiled and didn't know what to say. Instead, he frowned and looked at a place behind him. At this time, the green light on the opposite side of the street had lit up. The two turned to leave. Lingjing looked at the other side of the corner and exclaimed.
"Jiaming, your fifth uncle."
"En?"
On the other side of the corner, in fact, in front of the main entrance of the wedding photography city, there were already a lot of cars parked there. It seemed that a big shot had come here, because there were two vague figures of reporters following outside.
The fifth son of the Huang family, the still unmarried playboy Huang Bingwen, was standing beside his car with a briefcase in his hand. He seemed to be hesitating whether or not to go in.
Previously, under the care of Huang Bingxiang, the Fifth Young Master of the Huang Family, who was nearly 40 years old, had opened his own company and had been in contact with many female celebrities and models in Jianghai. However, when Huang Bingxiang lost his power, although his company had a foundation compared to other small companies, it was already in a lot of trouble. Although his family could give him some help, he had no choice but to work hard. At this time, looking at his work attire, it was obvious that he was looking for someone to discuss business, but since he had come to the wedding dress shop, most likely he was going to get married and buy a wedding dress or take wedding photos. At this time, if he was looking for someone to talk about business, it was conceivable that he would be rejected.
At this moment, the Huang family's various businesses were in a predicament, and Huang Bingwen was obviously hesitating. At this moment, he also saw Jiaming and Lingjing. He smiled and waved his hand to greet them, and the two of them also quickly nodded in response. At this moment, a voice sounded from behind him, "Hey, isn't this little brother Jiaming?"
Exhaling, Jiaming frowned.
Turning his head, standing not far behind him was a middle-aged man holding a dozen bottles of Jianlibao soda in his hand. He seemed to be pleasantly surprised as he raised his hand to Jiaming. However, Jiaming knew that this person had been watching from behind for a long time. It was only now that he made the decision to greet them.
Seeing that it was a stranger, Lingjing looked at Jiaming. The other party had already smiled and said, "I saw you standing here looking at the wedding dress for a long time. This shop is opened by my friend. Do you want to go in and try it?"
"Ah."
Jiaming didn't have any reaction to that, but Lingjing was pleasantly surprised and smiled. Then, she felt that something was wrong. "But this is a wedding dress …"
"What wedding dress, it's just a beautiful dress. It's very popular to take photos overseas now. If you like it, you can go in and take photos as a souvenir. I think you … uh …"
"Ye Lingjing."
Seeing that the other party was pretending that he didn't know Lingjing at all, Jiaming spoke up. Only then did the other party laugh heartily. "Haha, little brother Jiaming, I think your little sister Lingjing will look very good if she wears this dress. If you like it, why don't you take some photos? It will definitely be a beautiful memory in the future."
"What little sister Lingjing, I'm his sister." Lingjing smiled and shouted, "But, we have something to do today …"
Jiaming was a little repulsed by this person in front of him, but seeing that Lingjing was looking at the wedding dress with an expectant look in her eyes, he smiled and nodded. Then, Lingjing asked happily, "Uncle, what's your name?
How do you know Jiaming? "
"Haha, my name is Cui Guohua. You can call me Brother Cui. As for knowing little brother Jiaming, that's because …"
Before he could make up a lie, Lingjing's delicate face suddenly darkened when she heard this name. She stopped walking towards the wedding dress shop, then quickly turned around, pulled Jiaming's hand, and walked across the road.
"Jiaming, let's go!"