Sister, you miss me

Suddenly, applause broke out.

Everyone looked towards the high platform, and a man with a bloated figure and a familiar face was walking out slowly with a cane.

In the audience, the applause became more enthusiastic.

Three minutes later, the man pressed his hand, just about to speak, and touched his neck subconsciously.

The personal attendant hurried forward: "Everyone, the chairman's voice is not very comfortable, thank you for participating in his birthday banquet."

"Father." Jin Zishan yelled excitedly, and when he saw the beckoning, he pulled Yang Feng up the steps.

Yang Feng has only seen Jin Zhengyu on TV and the Internet, so he can't tell the truth.

The two were arranged to sit next to the leader. Soon the lights dimmed and the music sounded. It turned out to be the famous National Song and Dance Ensemble.

The performers are all women, wearing pink uniforms and skirts, singing, dancing, and accompaniment, and they all look professional.

After the performance, there was thunderous applause.

The leader of the singing and dancing troupe bowed to the direction of the top leader: "I wish the chairman a longevity, and I wish the country prosperous."

Before the leader's words were over, all the team members said it in unison.

"Okay, okay." The leader showed a brandish smirk.

At this time, a small cart pushed a piece of cake like a small hill, and Yang Feng couldn't help but count it again. From top to bottom, it was just eighteen stories.

The eighteen-layer cake was two meters high, and the leader was supported by someone to climb the herringbone ladder before blowing out the six candles.

Everyone applauds again.

Then share the cake.

Jin Zishan held up a glass of red wine: "Father, my child respects you, I hope you have today and the present every year."

"it is good."

Jin Zishan had a drink, and the leader took a sip.

Jin Zishan didn't wait for others to toast, and said: "Father, I went to Wencheng County before returning."

Jin Zishan's voice was not loud, but the smile on the leader's face immediately solidified, and the entire banquet hall was quiet.

The personal attendant walked to Jin Zishan's side and whispered: "Young Master, today is the 60th birthday of the chairman, let's not mention the unhappy things..."

In Jin Zishan's cold eyes, the attendant closed his mouth and stepped back.

Jin Zishan slowly got up, his face solemn, he glanced at Jin Jong Woo, and finally his eyes fell on the stage.

"Everyone, you are all important ministers, the pillar of the country, but who can tell me about the situation in Wencheng County?"

The expressions of everyone in the audience were extremely unnatural. On the stage, the leaders' eyes were filled with clouds.

"We are struggling here, singing and dancing, but Wencheng County is hungry all over the place. You elders, have you come and listen to the suffering of the people?"

In Jin Zishan's aggressive gaze, many people bowed their heads in shame.

Jin Zishan looked back at the top leader: "Father, the people of Wencheng County don't have a living, how do you deal with it?"

"Presumptuous!" the leader blurted out.

Jin Zishan couldn't help taking a step back, shaking his head in pain.

"Son, father has his own difficulties."

"tell me the story."

"Wencheng County has continuous torrential rains and no harvest of grains in the ground. A large-scale famine is inevitable. However, the treasury is empty and grain is a strategic reserve that cannot be used easily. For my father, he wants to rescue disasters, and he has no power!

"Then why reject international aid."

"As the national conditions dictate, I don't allow hostile forces to confuse our people, let alone accept that our domestic situation is known by the international community."

"At this time, still considering face?"

"It's not face, it's the state system."

"You set up a military restricted zone to let the common people fend for themselves."

"Major disasters are often accompanied by major epidemics. The reason why I did this is to be responsible to the people of the whole country."

"Wencheng County is also your people!"

"I must focus on the overall situation. What should be discarded must be discarded. This is the quality that a leader should have."

"Father, I'm tired, I want to go back and rest first."

"Alright, the journey is tiring, go back and have a good rest."

Back at the mansion, the two rushed into the toilet together.

Sitting on the toilet seat, Jin Zishan took out his phone, turned on the screen and typed: Not my father.

Yang Feng has something to learn: Are you sure?

Jin Zishan: Get along day and night, can I still admit my mistakes?

Yang Feng: What should I do now?

Jin Zishan: Try to break the game.

Yang Feng: How to break it?

Jin Zishan: Find my father.

Yang Feng nodded, and then shook his head: You once said that your father is watching the fire, why is your uncle able to succeed?

Jin Zishan frowned: I can't figure it out.

Yang Feng: Is there a possibility? This is your father's test of you. As long as you succeed in breaking the game, he will hand over the country to you.

Jin Zishan suddenly burst into tears: In order to test me, his father actually committed a risk with his own body?

Yang Feng: If the hypothesis is true, everything depends on you.

Jin Zishan: But I am worried about my father.

Yang Feng: If Jin Xianjun wanted to attack your father, he would have done it early.

Jin Zishan: No, let's split up. You go find my father and protect him. I'll expose the true face of Jin Xianjun.

Yang Feng shook his head: Where will your father be, and there is no excuse for leaving now.

"Young Master, Mr. Yang Feng, can you come out?" A female voice interrupted the two.

Yang Feng came out while lifting his pants, seeing that it was one of the two previous maids, he asked, "What's the matter?"

The maid kept looking behind Yang Feng, Jin Zishan came out with her pants, "What are you doing?"

"Young Master, I heard that you didn't eat anything at the banquet. I made a supper for you."

"Supper?" Jin Zishan exchanged glances with Yang Feng.

"Let's eat together." Yang Feng looked at the maid and said casually.

"Don't dare." The maid's face changed drastically, "It's not in compliance."

"Fourth old, don't embarrass her, let's eat."

For supper, there are lotus seed soup, shark fin porridge, eight-treasure rice, papaya cup.

Jin Zishan may be really hungry, and he will eat the shark fin porridge. Yang Feng grabs it and said, "Let me try it first."

"The fourth child, isn't there any more, why do you snatch me?"

Yang Feng blinked, and then said: "Other people's things are the best, and I like to grab other people's things."

"You..." Jin Zishan looked very speechless.

Yang Feng waved his hand: "You go down first."

The two maids ignored it.

Jin Zishan said: "Go down, or eat together."

The two maids retired and went to the door and said, "Young Master, take your time, we will pack things up later."

When the footsteps of the two maids could not be heard at all, Jin Zishan moved his mouth and made no sound, but his mouth was very clear. He asked Yang Feng what he was doing.

Suddenly a silver needle appeared in Yang Feng's hand. He covered the silver needle, and his hands almost went deep into the porridge. When he raised it, the silver needle was black and Yang Feng couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

Of course Jin Zishan also saw this scene, but he couldn't believe it, let alone accept it, his dearest uncle, his spiritual godfather, he could really do something against him.

At this moment, the kindness of gold is like death.

Yang Feng and Jin Zishan had once imagined the worst possible, and now it has become a reality, then it is time to proceed as planned.

Encouraged by Yang Feng's eyes, Jin Zishan drank a spoonful of shark fin porridge, then tilted his head and rolled from his chair to the ground.

Yang Feng suddenly rushed forward, and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly showed golden light. Yang Feng wanted to use the six-vein divine needle to control the toxicity to a certain area and protect the heart of Jinzishan. Of course, more importantly, it caused Jinzishan’s suspended animation. .

Yang Feng had just finished, when the alarm sounded in the house, he didn't hesitate anymore and ran away with his personal belongings.

Just after Yang Feng left the restaurant, two maids brought in a group of soldiers.

"Young Master, it must be the person named Yang Feng. He killed Young Master, and chase after him."

Yang Feng, who hung under the eaves, almost fell off with anger. Does he have a motive to kill?This is qualitative, no one objected?If you run away, you will be charged with murder if you don't run. This time, Jin Xianjun is even more satisfied.

The young master Jin Zishan met with others and led the wolf into the room, killing himself, and the murderer was at large.

Yang Feng can even think that this will be the headline of the newspaper the next day.

The soldier ran away, Yang Feng didn't move. After a while, the soldier turned back, and after doing this three times, he never came back.

"It's kind of a ghost."

Yang Feng hid in a dark corner under the eaves, like a bat.

Jin Zishan said that in his status, if he died for whatever reason, he would undergo a state funeral. He would not be cremated and would be directly buried. At that time, the chairman, a group of civil and military officials, and even the people of the capital would see him off.

Yang Feng can guarantee that Jin Zishan will break out of the coffin at the right time, exposing Jin Xianjun's true face and sinister intentions in front of the whole country-the military and civilians.

And Yang Feng himself is responsible for finding the true god-Jin Jong Woo as soon as possible. This may be difficult or simple. Jin Zishan told him that he could start with Jin Xianjun's personal attendant, Jin Taizhi.

...

The birthday banquet is over.

Kim Hyun-joon’s disguised success was too much, not to mention a group of subordinates. Even the director of the attendant room Cui Yongzhi could not tell. However, the director of the attendant room was no longer his personal attendant. It was naturally him who stood in front of him now He's hardcore confidant, the old man-Jin Taizhi.

Tai Jin made a direct call and stroked his palm excitedly: "Chairman, it's done."

"What's done?" Kim Hyun Joon looked motionless.

"Jinzishan was poisoned and died."

Kim Hyun Joon took the case and grabbed his heart.

"Chairman, Chairman, take care of your health." Kim Taezhi supported Kim Hyun Joon and said excitedly.

After a while, Kim Hyun Joon fell into the chair, tears streaming out of his eyes.

"Chairman..."

"I have no children. Although Zishan is a nephew, he has been with me for many years. In my eyes, he is already half of my son. I don't want to be today, but I want a white-haired man to send a black-haired man."

"Throughout the ages, those who have made important things do not stick to the trivial, please be sorry for the Chairman."

Jin Xianjun took a deep breath, opened his eyes and asked, "Where is that kid named Yang Feng?"

"Nowhere."

"What, how is it possible?"

"It's indeed gone, but it's not just right."

"You mean, we can attribute Zishan's death to him."

"He is the murderer, otherwise why would you want to escape? He has to carry this black pot, and he has to carry it if he doesn't.

"You have ordered!"

"How can I have that power?"

"Are you asking me for power?" Jin Xianjun asked with a sneer.

"Don't dare!" Jin Taizhi hurriedly lowered his head. "Subordinates don't dare."

Jin Hyunjoon said lightly: "We have been operating for many years, and you have done your best to make great contributions. However, it is not the time to reward the merits. Jinzishan has died, and it is Jin Jongwoo's turn."

"Chairman, I'm calling..." Jin Tai looked straightforward and made a slash with his right hand.

Jin Hyun Joon shook his head: "Go yourself, cut off his tongue, scratch his face, and then bring him over to witness the funeral of his heir."

"Yes!"

"Go, let Cui Yongzhi come in." Kim Hyun Joon said, waving his hand and moving to the window sill, looking into the bright night view of the capital.