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    Chapter 22 Game

    Sitting in Xu Ziheng's BMW, Zhao Zhiyuan kept thinking about every step he would take in the future. Apart from Zhang DaDa and Zhao Sanjin, Zhao Zhiyuan was currently the only commander, and he even offended Xu Wenyu.  He had already made an enemy first, which made Zhao Zhiyuan feel like he was walking on thin ice. In the unfamiliar city of Hangzhou, Xu Wenyu pinching himself to death was basically the same as pinching an ant to death. The rest of the day would probably be about taking every step.  This made Zhao Zhiyuan feel very uneasy. He had planned to go to Zhejiang Haosheng to study to escape from his family. He was once again in trouble. He always disliked being passive and was not a big-minded person. He always made plans for those who could threaten him.  Zhao Zhiyuan has always known the saying that a little impatience can lead to big plans, but this time being forced to the door of his house made him feel like he was being slaughtered, like a thorn in his heart, making him feel on pins and needles.  When facing Purple Poppy, Zhao Zhiyuan felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Even though he had been trained by Mr. Zhao since childhood and his strong body was no match for Purple Poppy's moves, this made Zhao Zhiyuan feel a deep sense of powerlessness.  Deep frustration.

    The car was filled with the fragrance of lily, and Zhao Zhiyuan couldn't help but take a deep breath, and whispered in a low voice that was neither light nor heavy, neither sad nor happy: "If you don't know the depth of the water, you won't know the depth. If you don't fight, how will you know whether you win or lose."  After finishing, he continued to take out his loose flowers from his pocket and lit them. He continued to take out a pack of 13 yuan bonus packs from his pocket, and handed one to Xu Ziheng. Xu Ziheng, who was driving the car, was unambiguous and took the cigarette.  He skillfully clipped it to his ears without lighting it.

    Zhao Zhiyuan, who has been feeling very addicted to smoking in recent days, leaned on his seat, relaxed his suppressed mentality, took a deep puff, exhaled thick white smoke, opened the car window and stretched his head out of the car to let in the cold wind outside.  Pouring it into his body, the cold wind blew on him, making Zhao Zhiyuan feel like he was suddenly awake. He took another puff and threw the unburned cigarette out of the window. The window was still open, and the force of the scattered flowers was  The spicy taste entered his throat, and the cold wind from the window blew on his body, making Zhao Zhiyuan feel sober from his bones.

    Cut the mess with a sharp knife.  Zhao Zhiyuan, who had made up his mind, relaxed his frown and smiled. He was in a good mood and finally felt like talking.

    "Brother Xu, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. Brother Qian Ming has set up a table for you to express his gratitude to you."

    Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Xu Ziheng with a smile on his face, his eyes were sincere, and Xu Ziheng was confused for a moment whether it was him who was planning a plastic surgery at the University of Finance and Economics just now.

    "We are all in the same dormitory, so it is obviously polite to say this. I know you also have many questions, but if I don't tell you, it's hard for you to ask. I can also see that your temper is coming. You would rather hold it back than wait for others to do it first.  Say. Being cautious is a bit too much."

    Hearing Xu Ziheng's words, Zhao Zhiyuan smiled and said nothing. What greeted him was still Zhao Zhiyuan's everlasting bright smile and the two rows of white teeth.

    "Forget it, I was defeated by you."

    Xu Ziheng smiled helplessly, opened the window like Zhao Zhiyuan, drove the car with one hand, and took the Liqun that Zhao Zhiyuan handed him from his ear with the other hand and lit it, took a sip, and said slowly: "I will follow  Xu Wenyu is a family member. To be precise, he is the son of my second uncle. He is also my cousin. But we have not gotten along since we were young. The old man in the family also hates his unscrupulous methods. Sometimes he even fights for certain things with me.  There¡¯s no use for anything, so we¡¯re always tit for tat.¡±

    As he said that, Xu Ziheng took another long puff of cigarette. The dark color was a little dazed and he was startled. Just when Zhao Zhiyuan was about to remind him that safety came first, Xu Ziheng continued: "Until my dad is recognized by the old man as the next head of the family,  And when the old man gradually favored me, I finally made a complete comeback and suppressed him. But I also know that I am just pretending to be powerful. Without the old man, I still can't play with him. "

    Xu Ziheng¡¯s voice was low and his expression was cold, as if he was talking about someone he didn¡¯t want to be with, while Zhao Zhiyuan quietly acted as a qualified listener and listened carefully.

    "The old man's body gradually lost its strength, which allowed Xu Wenyu to turn over again. However, before the old man died, it was not his turn to point fingers in front of me."

    Zhao Zhiyuan waited for a while, but saw nothing more, and then asked: "No more?"

    Xu Ziheng smiled and responded: "No more."

    "What kind of business does your family do?" Zhao Zhiyuan was obviously very interested in Xu Wenyu's family, because the purple poppy behind Xu Wenyu made Zhao Zhiyuan feel a sense of crisis.

    "My dad is in business and took over all the old man's business. My second uncle took over all the old man's business that couldn't be promoted. It's no wonder my second uncle. I can only say that my dad is really not suitable for accepting those underground jobs. Once he comes to  He is not as ruthless as my second uncle, who knows how to kill as a warning to others. Even if my father takes over, he can't suppress those gangsters who are desperate for their lives. Secondly, he has always opposed the family's involvement inThese businesses were not worth the money, so the family was divided into two factions. Although the old man wanted to let it go, he was forced to let it go.  Let him go, can those under him who have fought tooth and nail to conquer the world be willing to do so?  To an outsider?  The old man doesn't have that big belly.  "

    With these words, Zhao Zhiyuan completely understood. No wonder Xu Wenyu was motionless on the train, but when he arrived in Hangzhou, he seemed to be handling Zhao Zhiyuan like an ant.

    "If the old man goes, will you go with your father?"

    Zhao Zhiyuan didn¡¯t finish what he said later. He had seen things through but not said them thoroughly. This is Zhao Zhiyuan¡¯s habit. When speaking to smart people, there is no need to put everything on the table.

    "We will be suppressed."

    Xu Ziheng smiled and seemed not to take it to heart.

    "Do you want to take back what belongs to you?"

    Zhao Zhiyuan suddenly showed a tricky expression on his face and looked directly at Xu Ziheng.

    Xu Ziheng saw Zhao Zhiyuan's expression in the rearview mirror and felt a little strange. He responded calmly: "If possible, I don't want the old man's legacy to be wasted on Xu Wenyu's family."

    Hearing the satisfactory reply, Zhao Zhiyuan was obviously a little happy. After thinking about it in his mind, he said cautiously: "How about we cooperate?"

    Hearing Zhao Zhiyuan's strange idea, Xu Ziheng was startled. He had already expected it, but there was no trace of emotion on his face, and he still had an expression that was unclear.

    "If you don't tell secrets, let's bet that I can help you get back what belongs to you from your cousin and your second uncle."

    Obviously Zhao Zhiyuan planned to bring the topic to the forefront. Xu Ziheng stopped the car and leaned on the side of the road. He turned around and looked at Zhao Zhiyuan. Obviously, the two of them had not yet reached the stage of confiding in each other, so Xu Ziheng still remained silent.  He stared at Zhao Zhiyuan cautiously, as if he wanted to see a flower on his face.

    He stared at it for two minutes. During this period, Zhao Zhiyuan still had a smile on his face, without any impatience or any expression. He was calm and unhurried, neither sad nor happy nor angry, and unmoving. Xu Ziheng reluctantly withdrew his gaze and turned his back to  Zhao Zhiyuan asked seemingly casually: "What kind of cooperation method?"

    The two people were like playing chess, fighting quietly for a round, trying to decide who could endure the blockage.  In the first game, Zhao Zhiyuan won completely.

    Zhao Zhiyuan was obviously very calm when he heard that there was something going on. Even though he had already prepared for the worst, he couldn't help but make a dissatisfied decision when he heard the news. He had a look of indifference and indifference on his face.  Said: "If you win, you get back what belongs to you. If you lose, you obey the fate. Since there are gains and losses in gambling, not to mention that you may not lose even if you don't gain."

    Xu Ziheng didn¡¯t say anything after hearing this. The two of them complemented each other very well, and they were both extremely calm people.

    After a while, Xu Ziheng seemed to have had a fierce psychological struggle, and Zhao Zhiyuan also understood that asking outsiders to help deal with his own family would not be an honorable victory.

    "What do you need and what can you get?"

    "I need your full assistance. What I get is nothing more than losing Xu Wenyu as an opponent, so that I won't be able to sleep soundly in bed at night. Of course, my purpose is not just this, I need a platform for development."

    Xu Ziheng fumbled and took out a pack of Yuxi, which few people in Zhejiang smoke, from his pocket, took out one and lit it, and said: "And I happen to be the step you need most right now."

    "The correct answer is that actually this is not gambling at all, because if you win, you get everything. If you lose, you just take what you should go."

    When Zhao Zhiyuan said this, his eyes were fixed on Xu Ziheng, not intending to let go of his every move or expression.

    Xu Ziheng then fell silent, took a puff of cigarette and looked at Zhao Zhiyuan and said: "It seems that I have completely won this game of chess. No matter whether I win or lose, I will definitely win."

    "Of course, it's just for me. If we cooperate, you will definitely win."

    The two of them looked at each other in tacit understanding and laughed loudly at the same time. Xu Ziheng took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhao Zhiyuan, smiling: "Since we are completely victorious, why not?"

    Hearing these words, Zhao Zhiyuan finally relaxed. Every sentence in his conversation with Xu Ziheng needed to have a reason to make Xu Ziheng fall in love. It seemed random, but in fact it was step by step.

    Zhao Zhiyuan, who has been taught by Mr. Zhao since he was a child to keep a low profile and cultivate his moral integrity, is particularly outstanding in playing chess. Playing chess is like a game. Before making a move, you must think about where your next move will be to make a blockbuster success. With one move, the dust has been settled.

    Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Xu Ziheng in front of him and suddenly smiled bitterly in his heart: Sure enough, benefits are eternal.

    The two people with different thoughts were sitting in the car, listening to "No More Hesitation" by Beyond in the car, and pondering their own pros and cons.  Zhao Zhiyuan found his partner, took the first step in Hangzhou.  And Xu Ziheng also found the chess piece that could realize his win-win situation. The two of them smiled tacitly and showed a tacit understanding. At the same time, the car started to drive again, running wildly, leaving a puff of smoke, and sped away.  Only Beyond's low but high-pitched singing voice was left floating on the road.

    "I feel bored and hesitate when I see it"

    It¡¯s not easy to achieve your ideal

    Even if you have confidence

    Fighting spirit is suppressed

    Who decides whether I should go or stay?

    Set the universe in my heart

    I just want to wave to my ideal with both hands

    Question: How high is the sky? My ambition is higher than the sky.

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