Chapter 1057 The Wind Rises
Thinking of this, Zhu Weizhuo raised his hand and slapped himself hard. Now he regretted it deeply.
Others may not know what Zhu Weizhou did in Si Te, but how could Zhu Weizhou not know it himself? In the past year or so, what did Zhu Weizhou do in Si Te privately, and how much benefit did he help Young Master Lu get from Si Te? And how many hidden dangers did he plant for Si Te? Zhu Weizhou knew it very well.
Once these things were exposed, Zhu Weizhuo's life would be over. If Mr. Lu could help him, he might still have a chance to escape, but now Mr. Lu has given up on him, so he is no different from a stray dog.
What's even more terrible is that all the leverage Zhu Weizhou has is on Young Master Lu, while he doesn't have anything on Young Master Lu.
From the beginning, Young Master Lu ignored everything. Zhu Weizhou was responsible for all the details and arrangements. Even if Uncle Huo communicated with Zhu Weizhou on behalf of Young Master Lu, there was no written material, and no audio or video recording. Zhu Weizhou regretted it now. He regretted why he didn't have more foresight. If he could have kept something in his hands, then Young Master Lu would never dare to treat him like this.
He raised his hand and slapped himself again, tears of regret streaming down his cheeks. He covered his head with his hands and cried for a few times, then suddenly laughed again, and then cried again while laughing.
Years of hard work and struggle were destroyed in an instant, all because of greed. Zhu Weizhou was now filled with anger. The person he hated the most was no longer Song Chaoyuan, who had driven him out of the court, but the seemingly kind and well-educated Lu Shao. If it weren't for him tempting him like a devil, how could he have ended up like this?
After crying for a while, Zhu Weizhuo wiped his tears, got up and walked into the bathroom. A moment later, Zhu Weizhuo, who had washed up again, looked much better than before.
Zhu Weizhuo opened the closet and took out his best shirts, suits and other items. He changed out of his wrinkled clothes and then carefully put on a beautiful tie. When everything was done, Zhu Weizhuo stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, as if the powerful President Zhu had returned again.
In the evening, Zhu Weizhou went to the best restaurant in Jinling and ordered a table of good wine and food for himself. He ate a lot of delicacies from land and sea. After eating, he took a taxi to the famous nightclub in Jinling. He used to be a frequent visitor to this place. He got a private room there and ordered several young and beautiful girls to accompany him. He also opened a few bottles of expensive wine.
Amidst the lights, wine and women, and the soft music, Zhu Weizhou was surrounded by women on both sides, and for a moment he was as carefree and carefree as before, wandering among the flowers...
At midnight, Zhu Weizhuo paid the bill with a smile and gave the girls who accompanied him a much larger tip than usual. The girls were overjoyed and thanked him tenderly one by one. It was rare to find a boss as generous as him. Two girls even winked at him. Zhu Weizhuo knew very well that as long as he made a wish, they would follow him.
But Zhu Weizhuo didn't have such an idea now. He smiled and stuffed a few banknotes into the girls' exposed bras one by one, then patted the girls' tender parts and sent them away.
It was already late at night when they left the nightclub. They didn't know when the wind started to blow outside, and it was a little chilly, but Zhu Weizhuo didn't care. Instead, he looked up at the sky against the wind and took out the cell phone from his pocket.
Zhu Weizhuo opened his cell phone, skillfully found a number in the address book, and dialed it.
The phone rang for a long time but no one answered. Zhu Weizhuo waited patiently until the moment before the call was automatically hung up, it was finally picked up.
"Hello! Who is this?" A young and somewhat impatient voice sounded on the other end of the phone.
"It's me, I'm dad!" A smile appeared on Zhu Weizhuo's face. It was the kind of smile that an ordinary father would have when he heard his child's voice, with a hint of kindness in his love.
"Oh, Dad, it's you. Why are you calling me so early?" The son on the phone asked while yawning, and his tone sounded like he had just woken up.
"I haven't talked on the phone for a while. I'm calling to ask if you're doing well over there. By the way, where's your mother? Is she home?" Zhu Weizhuo asked.
"My mother? I don't know. She didn't come back last night..." His son said this. Zhu Weizhuo subconsciously clenched his fists, and a flash of anger appeared on his face.
"Son, are you adapting well over there? How is school and studies? Do you get along well with your classmates? Have you made new friends?" Zhu Weizhuo asked his son.
The son talked to Zhu Weizhuo on the phone. In fact, he had asked some of the questions before and his son had also said them. However, as a father, Zhu Weizhuo was not annoyed at all and even enjoyed the feeling.
After chatting for half an hour, Zhu Weizhou said to the person on the other end of the phone: "You will be eighteen soon. Boys become adults at eighteen. Your parents can no longer support you in the future. You have to deal with many things independently. Today, Daddy will give you a life advice. Don't be impulsive before doing anything. Calm down and think carefully before making a decision. This is the only life experience Daddy can tell you..."
"I got it, Dad. By the way, Dad, why are you acting weird today? I never hear you nagging like this usually." The son asked on the other end of the phone.
Zhu Weizhou laughed and said, "How can you be the same at home as you are over there? I haven't seen you for a long time, and you can't let me nag you for a while?"
"Hehe..." The son also laughed and asked, "Dad, you can come and see me! Didn't you say last time that you would come and see me when you were free? How come it's been so many days and you still haven't made any arrangements? My birthday is coming up soon, when can you come and see me?"
"Wait a little longer. Dad has been too busy with work these days. I'm afraid I won't be able to celebrate your eighteenth birthday this time. By the way, son, I've already arranged your birthday present. Do you remember the necklace I gave you before you left?"
"Necklace? What's wrong? You wouldn't be so stingy, why don't you give me the necklace you gave me last year as a birthday present?"
"Haha, how could that be." Zhu Weizhou said with a smile, "But your birthday present is related to this necklace. There is a pendant on the necklace, and this pendant can be unscrewed. Hidden inside is my birthday present for you. But son, you have to promise me that you will never take it out before you turn 18, and don't tell your mother about this either, understand? Just treat it as a little secret between us! If you do it earlier, this gift won't work."
The son touched his chest on the other end of the phone. There was a necklace on his chest. This necklace was given to him by Zhu Weizhou before he went abroad. There was a very delicate pendant on it. The lower half of the pendant was a piece of jade, and the upper half was inlaid with gold.
After hearing Zhu Weizhuo's instructions, his son stopped fiddling with the pendant subconsciously. After thinking about it, he agreed to Zhu Weizhuo.
"Well, your birthday is the day after tomorrow, son. Dad wishes you a happy birthday in advance, and also wishes you a happy 18th birthday!"
"Thank you, Dad. But Dad, I still want you to come and celebrate my birthday with me. You know my mom. She always takes care of herself and doesn't care about me..." The son acted coquettishly to Zhu Weizhuo on the phone. Hearing these words, Zhu Weizhuo seemed to see the scenes of his son from the time he was born to the time he grew up. He recalled holding his son's hand and taking him to learn to walk , run, see the mountains, and see the water... His eyes couldn't help but become moist.
After sniffing his nose and trying not to let the tears fall, his son on the other end of the phone seemed to hear something and asked Zhu Weizhou what happened. Zhu Weizhou tried to tell him in a calm tone that the weather in Jinling had changed a lot in the past few days, and he seemed to have a cold and his nose was a little blocked.
The son considerately reminded Zhu Weizhuo to take medicine, drink more water and rest more. Zhu Weizhuo nodded vigorously and continued to talk to his son for a while. When the time was almost up, he ended the call because he estimated that continuing the call would delay his son from going to school.
After hanging up the phone, Zhu Weizhuo had arrived outside an unfinished building. He looked up at the building. The building had more than 30 floors and had been topped out. However, because it was not completed, the building was pitch black. Moreover, it was late at night and the lights in the temporary housing for the construction workers next to the building were also dim.
Zhu Weizhuo looked up blankly, as if his eyes saw something through the dark night sky. His lips moved and he was muttering something. The wind gradually got stronger, and a corner of his suit jacket was blown up by the wind, and his neat hair was also slightly messy.
After a long time, Zhu Weizhuo tidied his appearance, smoothed his hair that was messed up by the wind with his hand, and then walked towards the building with firm steps. Soon his figure disappeared in the building, as if the darkness in front had swallowed him up and he could no longer be seen.
Song Chaoyuan rested very late at night and was busy until midnight before going to bed.
As he got older, his sleep was not as good as before. Song Chaoyuan slept shallowly and had many dreams. He didn't know how long he had slept in a daze. Suddenly, a rapid ring of the phone brought him back to reality.
I opened my eyes hazily, and my first reaction was to look at the electronic light at the bedside. Then I realized that it was only 5:43 in the morning. The sky outside had turned white, but the sun had not yet risen.
"Hello!" Song Chaoyuan picked up the phone and put the receiver to his ear. He yawned and said, "I'm Song Chaoyuan. Who is that?"
"Yuan Chao, this is Yaoliang!" Sun Yaoliang said on the other end of the phone.
"You called me so early, is there something wrong?"
"Something happened!"
"Something happened?"
"Just ten minutes ago I received a notification from the police that Zhu Weizhou had committed suicide by jumping off a building!"
"What did you say? Who committed suicide? Zhu Weizhou?" In an instant, the last bit of sleepiness he had left was gone, and Song Chaoyuan quickly sat up straight and asked on the phone .
Sun Yaoliang briefly explained the situation to Song Chaoyuan on the other end of the phone. Song Chaoyuan's face was uncertain. He decisively said to Sun Yaoliang: "You immediately notify the others to come to the company. I will go out now and we will talk when we get to the company."
After saying that, Song Chaoyuan hung up the phone. He did not get out of bed to change clothes immediately. Instead, he reached out to take a cigarette from the bedside and lit it. While smoking, Song Chaoyuan's face looked very ugly. He put out the cigarette halfway through and got out of bed to wash.
