Chapter 172
idered good.When two strong willed people meet on a narrow road, the braver one prevails. I think if the heads of the Southern and Northern factions met in the same tomb... things might get bloody.All...C clutched the blanket tightly around her legs and asked, "Do you have any ideas about Mr. Zhao's situation"
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I glanced around the deck. It was deserted. I whispered, "Something's off about Captain Li..."
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I shook my head. "I can't put my finger on it. Zhao Hongxing's accident happened at such a convenient time. Li Bo acted hastily. He said he was doing it to protect Zhao Xuannan, but he also knew we were going to Shandong for refuge,"
He grinned and said, "Good. You've grown."
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"We shouldn't let that little girl know about this. Old Li is right about one thing: Mr. Zhao Hongxing has done us a favor. His daughter has suffered such misfortune, and we should protect her. We owe Mr. Zhao for his kindness."
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"Cough... " He coughed and said, "Yunfeng, I'm getting old. You are brave, righteous, and making progress quickly. You should take over for me in the future. You're so young, you might even do better than me, Wang Xian Sheng, someday."
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I nodded, said nothing, and turned to push my head back into the cabin.
Because Lao Huo’s head, legs, and feet were inconvenient, he specially arranged for him to stay in the employee dormitory. My colleague Zhao Xuanyan and I were squeezed into the engine room. To be honest, I wasn't too at ease about this girl. She wasn't doing well, and I was worried that she might not think things through and do something drastic.
In one day, Zhao Xuanyan went from a pampered heiress who had everything at her fingertips to a penniless homeless person. The difference was too drastic.
She hasn't eaten or drunk anything all day, and I'm worried she might starve. I specially went to the kitchen to cook her some instant noodles.
"Don't cry, get up and eat something," I thought about making her some ramen.
"I won't eat!"
"Get away from me!" She suddenly pushed me angrily.
"Burn...you're going to burn me to death!" The ramen, with broth and all, splashed all over my pants.
Zhao Xuanyan buried her face between her legs, sobbing uncontrollably.
I sat beside her and said, "You know, I understand you're hurting. In fact, I, Xiangyunfeng, have it worse than you. When I was a kid, my family was poor. My relatives looked down on us. Because we were poor, I didn't have many friends. At the age of eight, I started carrying water, and by ten, I was already thinking about how to make money."
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"Zhao Xuanyan seemed to be listening, so I continued, "You look down on grave robbers, that's because you've never been poor. I, Xiang Yufeng, rob graves for money. I'm tired of being poor. In just a few decades, either I stay poor forever or I take a gamble! Once you die, your bird flies upwards; if you don't die, you live forever!"
Zhao Xuanyan slowly raised her head, her eyes red from crying. Even at such a young age, she knew how to put on makeup, but the tear marks had smudged her carefully applied makeup.
She finally spoke, "I... I'm sorry for my dad. I always scolded him, and I wouldn't listen to anything he said, sniff..." Before she could finish her sentence, she started crying again.
After she had calmed down, I talked to her for a long time. We talked about Hongxing Company. She said that there were three other major shareholders in Hongxing besides her. Those three people had started their businesses with her father back then. Her father built the company from scratch and it took him over twenty years to get Hongxing to where it is today. Hongxing not only has over a hundred ships, but also operates several fishing equipment stores.
It is late at night.
At this point, Zhao Xuanyan suddenly looked at me and said: "Hongxing was left to me by my father. I want to take it back."
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"That's right, you finally said something useful."
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I was watching her smile and say, "You're not even twenty yet."
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She nodded, "I just turned eighteen."
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I said, “You’re still young. You’re not some wealthy heiress anymore. If you want to get things done, you need capital and connections.”
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"Come with me and let's rob a tomb."
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