Self-cultivation of Male Supporting Role

Speaking of which, the old man Zhu Rong was not quite right when he saw Wen Shiwei, but as the only nephew of Mr. Zhu Lao, the largest private gang organization in Shanghai, he was always very reliable.

Therefore, when Shi Yan wanted to have a sum of money that could escape the sight of Wen Jia, the first person that came to his mind was Zhu Rong. Shi Yan invested in the idea, and Zhu Rong provided people to help deal with problems, buying and selling business. Be low-key and unassuming.

In the past six months, Zhu Rong found that Shi Yan was making a lot of money, and he was convinced of Shi Yan's ability to make money. .

In Zhurong's words: "This **** is easier to get money than we charge protection fees, open a clubhouse, smuggle wooden warehouses, and provide ammunition. The key is his mother's safety. No casualties, I'm sore."

Shi Yan could only say: "It's really safe to have no casualties, but it's very easy to let the people who go in lose everything and jump off the building for the rest of their lives."

To say that the business in hand will make money quickly, it is not particularly fast, but it is enough for the current Shi Yan.

But the only problem in this case is that the gold bars earned can only be picked up by Shi Yan himself at Shanghai City Bank, not others.

Therefore, before going to Hong Kong City, Shi Yan had to go to Shanghai City to withdraw money.

Said these things to Shi Ling simply, Shi Ling was stunned, and at the same time thought of a question: "Brother, the financial books you gave to Sister Shi Wei, shouldn't you have used them yourself? Or else? How could you find it out so easily? Is it something you've already thought about asking Sister Shi Wei to study finance?

If I remember correctly, that was last year, right? You've been thinking about this since so early, what an old fox! "

I really appreciate your compliment! But it's also a really good question.

Of course Shi Yan wouldn't admit it, he just said perfunctorily: "I just care about Sister Shi Wei, I don't want her to do nothing and be unhappy all day, just as you care about Miss Wen Yun and want her to find something she really likes. , we are relatives, aren't we?"

Speaking of Wen Yun, the temporary sadness came up in an instant, lying on the narrow bed of the sleeper wearing shoes, looking at the top bunk, and said in a low mood: "I didn't tell her in advance when we left.

We are brothers and sisters who have grown up with each other since childhood. We have never been apart for such a long time. Including the time I went abroad, this is the second time I have left without saying goodbye, and the return date is uncertain. "

Shilin put an arm lightly on his eyes: "Before I left, I asked people to ask, the Wen family is in a mess right now, Wen Zhiyuan and Shen Mingxin are divorced, and there are women outside who want to walk into the Wen family openly.

As far as I know the old man and the old lady, they only see grandchildren born to women outside, and they don't look down on the birth of those women at all. They will probably find a match for Wen Dayuan to marry the woman.

At that time, Wen Yun's situation will be even more difficult. The money I keep will not have any effect on her, a weak woman. "

Shi Yan said in his heart that Wen Yun is not a weak woman, or in other words, the opportunities in one's life are very unpredictable. Although Wen Yun seemed weak in the first half of his life, and had been relying on the Wen family to make a living, who would have thought that she would be in the family for a living? In the plot, after a series of incidents and events, will it become so tough?

But there is no need for Shi Ling to know these things. When a book just came to the end, Shi Yan gently closed, and there was a flight attendant in the corridor outside to remind every soft sleeper guest: "Hucheng Station is coming, please take it with you. Luggage, pay attention to safety."

Those who can afford a soft sleeper on a train these days have a certain status, so the flight attendants are very polite to every guest. The cautious look here is in stark contrast to the ticket car in front.

One person and one suitcase had just left the train station, and Shi Yan was still discussing with Shi Lin: "The year before last, there was an elder who lived in Shanghai for his birthday. I came here with Uncle Weng, but the food, clothing, housing and transportation were all taken care of at that time. Remember where it is more convenient to stay, and you may have to look for more later.”

Shi Ling looked very open: "I see a lot of rickshaw drivers here who are soliciting customers. I think they are all locals. They know it very well. We can find out if we ask casually."

When Shi Yan shook his head, he could see that the eldest young master was really fascinated with academics during his three years of studying abroad, and he didn't understand the suffering of the people at all.

So he explained patiently: "The rickshaw drivers here have cooperation with some local hotels. They help solicit customers by charging per capita fees, and most of them take us to a small courtyard hidden deep in the alley. It would be bad if there was an unscrupulous plot.”

Although Shilin was surprised, he was innocent and not stupid, but he quickly figured out the way.

The two of them were talking, when they turned around, they found a dozen people in the crowd, men in black with tall horses and fierce men walking towards them, big horses with golden swords, full of malevolence, aggressive, and their goals were very clear. Let Shi Yan want to say that the other party is not looking for them.

Hucheng people are really well-informed, they spread far and wide for the first time, leaving the venue for both parties to play.

Shi Yan dragged Shi Lin firmly behind him.

The leader was about forty years old, with a small flat head and an inconspicuous scar on his forehead. He was wearing a black cotton tunic.

If you look closely, this person's eyes are very calm, calmer than the group of people behind him, and it is also incompatible with the smooth temperament shown by him.

Seeing everyone smiling, he walked to Shi Yan, holding a picture in his hand and looking at Shi Yan's face, finally nodded with satisfaction, carefully put away the blueprint in his hand and kicked it into his pocket.

With a very polite tone, he bent down and said to Shi Yan, "Master Wen, my surname is Zhao, you can call me Lao Zhao.

Our old man heard about your care for the young master Tang in Haicheng, and knew that you were coming to Shanghai in the next few days. We specially asked us to pick you up. We also ask you to show your respect and give us a chance to show the friendship of the landlords. "

Shi Yan understood, the feelings are all thanks to Zhu Rong. After thinking about it for a while, I realized that he had sent a telegram to Zhurong before departure, telling him that he would come to Shanghai City to pick up the money in the near future, so the news was revealed.

But this is not a bad thing, it can even be said to be dozing off to send a pillow.

I don't know why the old man wants to see him, but since Zhu Rong is such a good person, Shi Yan can only thank him silently in his heart and send him a good person card.

But at the same time, this incident was too strange and too timely, as if it had been carefully designed in advance, so Shi Yan had to be more vigilant.

After weighing the pros and cons, Shi Yan decided to go with the person in front of him.

Before leaving, Shi Yan had to remind the person in front of him: "Uncle Zhao, Shi Yan is going down."

Then he pointed to Shilin, who was full of defenses next to him: "My brother Shilin."

"Sir can call us hours."

It's impossible to be small when you are young. This person called the two young masters very naturally. He didn't mean to be puzzled or curious at all. Either he was really not interested, or he knew the situation of the two in Haicheng.

Shi Yan thought that the person in front of him was probably the latter.

Uncle Zhao wanted to help the two carry the luggage by himself, so Shi Ling held the suitcase directly and didn't let go. Upon seeing this, Shi Yan thanked Uncle Zhao for his kindness: "There are some things in it that are very important to us personally, please forgive me."

In fact, it's not necessarily harmful if this thing is left out. It's all designed by the two of them and wants to customize the experimental equipment. Before leaving, they stayed up late to draw for several days. It was the hard work of the two of them.

When it falls into the hands of people who don't know the goods, it is at most a dozen pieces of grass paper, and it is disliked that too many pictures are drawn on it, which is inconvenient to use.

Even if it falls into the hands of a colleague, at most it can be inferred that this is an experiment to be done, and nothing else can be seen.

But Shiling has such a stubbornness in the academic field. When it comes to the professional field, everything is very important to him. Shi Yan doesn't think there is any problem with this, and is willing to protect Shiling's naivety.

Yiliuer's car pulled out of the station, Shi Yan and his car walked in the middle, and the front and back were protected from the air, giving Shi Ling a sense of being a big guy out of the street.

"Brother, you didn't have this kind of treatment in Haicheng. I didn't expect you to come to Shanghai to enjoy it. It's because of that old man Zhurong. How do you feel?" The embarrassment of speaking ill of the host on someone else's site.

There is even a bit of a deliberate intention in it. Anyway, he felt that although Shi Yan and Zhurong had a little business in private and made a lot of money, when the little money went to the behemoth of the Qingzhu Gang, it was just a drop in the bucket. , definitely not to the point of disturbing the old man Zhu.

Although he devoted most of his time and energy to medical research, he still had common sense.

Therefore, Shi Ling will speak out to test Uncle Zhao's reaction.

Shi Yan looked at the passing scenery outside the window, quickly retracted his gaze, and replied calmly, "It's all for safety reasons, this kind of fanfare is either intentional or a last resort.

Judging from this situation, either the Qingzhu Gang has not been peaceful recently, or the entire Shanghai city has not been peaceful, but I can see that the people on the street are looking as usual, and the most well-informed businesses are all opening their doors to welcome customers. It should be the former. "

Shi Yan spoke candidly, without the slightest intention to lower his voice and speak in a low voice.

Uncle Zhao and the driver who were sitting in the passenger seat naturally heard it. Uncle Zhao frowned and looked at the two through the rearview mirror.

Uncle Zhao was not surprised that Shi Yan could guess this, but what surprised him was that Young Master Rong wrote to say that the matter of the Wen family was very complicated, but the relationship between the two true and false young masters of the Wen family was unexpectedly close to outsiders.

In the past, Uncle Zhao didn't believe it. He was on Dao'er. What kind of twisted things have he never seen? As long as interests are involved, the biological father and son can turn against each other and cut each other with knives, not to mention this kind of relationship that can be called enemies?

But what I saw with my own eyes today, from the moment they met to now, all the actions of the two people showed that the two people trust each other very much, and it is by no means pretended to be harmonious.

Shi Ling, the real eldest young master of the Wen family, is nothing more than a young man who can see the bottom at a glance, but Shi Yan, as Young Master Rong said, is an incomprehensible person.

Shi Ling was stunned by what Shi Yan said: "Aren't we very dangerous, with such a high profile, isn't it a bright target for others?"

Shi Yan nodded: "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression turned pale, and he suddenly pressed Shi Lin's head down, and then the sound of wooden warehouses and broken glass could be heard in his ears.

The sound of wooden warehouses and shouts and the pain of someone being injured soon sounded around. The number of people participating in the battle exceeded the standard. Obviously, both sides came prepared.

Uncle Zhao, who was sitting in the front seat, only had time to shout to the driver, "Protect the two young masters." The man directly opened the door under the cover of the car window, and the wooden warehouse in his hand kept banging.

In fact, Shi Yan and Shi Ling, who were protected by Uncle Zhao and the driver, quietly left the car with coquettish moves and precise wooden warehouse methods as early as the moment he spoke.

On the way, Shi Yan only whispered three words to Shi Ling after getting off the bus, "Follow me."

Until this time, Shi Lin held the wooden warehouse in his hand, and every time he could accurately hit an enemy who wanted to stop him, he didn't even think about it, it almost became instinctive, aiming and shooting quickly, seeing that the enemy on the opposite side had nothing. It was only after the fall of his strength that Shi Ling had a clear understanding of his true level.

I have to thank Shi Yan to learn these things that his brother called small life skills. When he was abused by his brother, he never felt that he was so amazing. Now I compare with these people and judge.

It's not that he is shamelessly boasting about himself, but he can easily see the weaknesses of the enemy in front of him, attack quickly, rely on each other with his brother, and quickly break through the enemy's line of defense.

Although he was abused and wanted to die at the time, and he looked like he was about to become an immortal, but when something really happened, he still had a real guy in his hand, and he felt at ease!

Soon under the leadership of Shi Yan, the two found a very clever position to avoid everyone's sight, and with the suitcases in their hands, they successfully infiltrated the crowd as tourists from other places.

Hiding in the crowd, Shi Lin's heartbeat was very fast, and he felt a pain in his cheek. He carefully reached out and touched it. The red blood stains on his fingers made him slowly come back to his senses. He remembered what an awesome thing he did with his brother just now. , after realizing it began to be afraid.

Shi Yan took out a hat from his suitcase and put it on the two of them, covering their faces a little. Seeing Shi Lin staring at his fingers, he probably understood what was going on, but the first time he opened a wooden warehouse to kill someone. I can't remember how long ago, and I can't remember how I felt at that time.

So I don't know how to comfort Shi Lin now.

So they could only reach out and hold Shi Ling's blood-stained fingers tightly. The two followed the crowd and left the scene slowly, whispering, "It's the glass shards that were scratched, and it'll be fine soon."

After thinking for a while, he added: "It's alright, don't be afraid, with my brother here, I won't let you have any trouble."

Shi Yan is telling the truth, with his strength that almost soared, as long as Shi Lin didn't die on the spot, he could find a way to save him, but after that, he could only call it a medical miracle. , but it cannot have anything to do with his personal abilities.

Shi Ling's fingers that were originally nervous and trembling were held by Shi Yan. After hearing what Shi Yan said, he suddenly became less afraid. He did everything. There were so many people who just collapsed under his wooden warehouse. Is there a fart?

Not only is it useless, but it also appears to be very useless! Thinking back to when I learned these techniques from Shi Yan, I swore that I would definitely be the best fighter in the future.

As a result, this is it?

Shi Lin felt ashamed of his performance.

Wanting to understand the timing of all this, he looked down and his fingers were still in his brother's palm.

With fierce force, he quickly pulled out his fingers from his brother's palm, and in Shi Yan's eyes, "Are you ill?", he confidently asked: "Between big men, such a babbling behavior is a shame for a man. s face!

We are not those little girls who are still in school. It is inexplicable to go to a public toilet and hold hands! "

The two were carried into a teahouse by the crowd. On the first floor, the sound of the wooden warehouse seemed to be still in their ears across a door.

This is also true. After a lot of tossing, Shi Yan and the others are now less than 100 meters away from the crime scene.

After finding a place to rest, only then did I have the time to look back with a look of disgust: "You think I'd like it? You seemed to have lost your soul just now. If I don't want to hold you, let me go where to find it when you are separated. go?

Don't let me hold you, do you really want me to tie you to your waistband? "

Thinking of that scene, the two of them shivered in unison.

Shi Yan shook his head again and again: "I don't want it anymore! I can find a way to lose someone. It's really unnecessary to lose face."

Being disgusted by Shi Yan so much, Shi Lin didn't say he was afraid. Now his eyes are full of anger, and if he hadn't been sensible, he would have almost forgotten the sound of the wooden warehouse outside.

However, Shi Yan didn't give Shi Ling a chance to get angry. Seeing that no one around was paying attention to them, he signaled Shi Ling to follow with his eyes, and turned around and quietly went up the stairs on the second floor.

The stairwell was a little quiet, and the footsteps of the two of them echoed very clearly in their ears along with the occasional sound of the wooden warehouse outside.

Shi Ling even had the leisure to judge that the battle was coming to an end based on the frequency of the sound from the wooden warehouse outside. He was still thinking about it, and he didn't know when Uncle Zhao regained his senses and found that he and Shi Yan were gone. correct.

While thinking about it, I was vigilant, and then I saw two people who looked like bodyguards at the top of the stairs, holding a wooden warehouse and pointing at the foreheads of the two of them, and said in a cold voice: "Hurry up and leave!"

Shi Lin was shocked for a moment. He didn't see where the two came from, nor did he hear their footsteps. It could be seen that the strength of the two was higher than that of him, which made him feel good about his newly-rising ability. After a little doubt, the self-confidence that had not had time to expand instantly fell.

It was Shi Yan who said to the door very calmly: "Junior Haicheng Shi Yan, say hello to Mr. Zhu Lao."

Shi Lin was surprised, and even the eyes of the two gatekeepers looking at Shi Yan were even more dangerous, and the narrow stairway was instantly full of murderous intent. The wooden warehouse in the hands of the two is ready to go, and they can kill Shi Yan and Shi Ling at any time.

Of course, in Shi Yan's view, this is just the wishful thinking of the gatekeeper.

What was originally uncertain, after this explosion, was completely confirmed.

Shi Yan's choice of escape direction was not a random choice like a headless flies. He found out early that someone was watching the battle situation on the second floor of the teahouse here.

"Awei, please come in!"

An elderly voice came from inside with a somewhat pleasant voice, and the man called Awei put away the wooden warehouse in his hand, his eyes were not good, and he behaved well and invited Shi Yan and Shi Ling to enter the room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a thin, spirited old man wearing a blue-gray cotton gown sitting in a wheelchair looking at the two of them kindly.

Shi Yan's first impression: Does the Green Bamboo Gang have a tradition of wearing long gowns? From Zhurong to the old man in front of him, as well as Uncle Zhao, everyone who had a little status in the gang all dressed up like this. Those who didn't know it thought they were not an underground organization, but a teacher.

Shi Yan's eyes stayed on the old man's wheelchair and legs for a moment, then glanced at the old man's face again, as if to confirm something, and quickly looked away.

Although I have already greeted the ancestors of the other party's family in response to today's events, I still need to keep my face steady and greet the other party with a humble and friendly attitude.

However, in Shi Yan's actions, he directly stepped forward and sat opposite the old man very rudely, with the suitcase in his hand lightly placed on the table, and poured a cup of tea for him and Shi Ling to quench their thirst.

After eating two cups of tea, Shi Yan smiled at the old man's gaze: "When the junior sees you, the old man feels kind to him, it's like seeing the old man at home, this greeting is done directly in his heart, without any follow-up. You come here, you don't mind, do you?"

The corners of Shi Lin's mouth twitched slightly. Usually, this is the case with Shi Yan. He only needs to act as a silent tool person. He usually does a good job, but today he couldn't hold back.

In other words, the old man of the Wen family has been gone for many years, and everyone on the road knows that his brother said this to find a fight?

The two sides seemed to have forgotten what happened on the street at the same time, the old man turned the wheelchair and said to Shi Yan very gently: "Listen to A Rong, you and him are good friends at first sight, and you have saved his life for him.

Since you are on the same level as A Rong, call me uncle. "

Shi Yan waved his hands again and again: "You old man, don't be ashamed of the younger generation, Zhurong and I have different opinions, you and my grandfather have been brothers and sisters for many years, and today when my uncle speaks out, I am afraid that the old man's coffin will not be able to hold it! "

The tool person, ShiTemp, went online at the right time, acting as a spoiled rich boy who couldn't understand the wink, and said to Shi Yan in a tone that was very naive and could be heard by everyone in the house: "If there is nothing to be courteous, it is not a traitor. Thief, such a low voice, there must be something to ask for, there is a conspiracy!"

The old man Zhu was amused by the two brothers singing one by one. If this is put on ordinary people, it will definitely be elevated by the two brothers' words, no matter what requirements are difficult to mention.

But the old man is not an ordinary person, and he will not be scared off by this little battle.

He said to Shi Yan as if he was crawling along the pole: "Shi Ling is right, the old man really wants something from you."

Then he pointed to his leg: "Listen to A Rong, your medical skills are very good. Grandpa wants to know, is this leg still saved?"

Shi Yan looked strange: "Are you sure you want to treat the leg?"

The old man nodded: "Naturally."

The people behind the old man who had long been dissatisfied with Shi Yan and the two of them also looked at Shi Yan with expectant eyes.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yan casually said something that made them think there was something wrong with their ears: "You have good old legs, you can stand up now after throwing the wheelchair, not to mention walking like flying, it's no problem if you want to trot downstairs for two laps. , there's really no need to treat it!"