Rebirth: Outstanding

Detective Lu Rongkang took out a cigar from the heat-preserving cigar box of the coffee table, minus the cap, struck a match and roasted it lightly for two seconds, then light blue smoke came out of his mouth.

He is not a very strong businessman who needs cigars to increase his temperament. Although he has a grandfather who is known as the Godfather of Malayan Chinese, he has not inherited Lu You's kind of swallowing tigers and sweeping Malayan shopping malls. Domineering, most of the time, he is not tepid, not eager, not impatient, and looks like a Confucian businessman. Tonight, he lit a cigar, but he was actually a little nervous.

The nervous object was his cousin, Lu Yuanchun, who was sitting opposite, smiling at him.

Lu Yuanchun wore a lavender floral dress, and his face was not decorated with makeup. The hair sat down obediently on his shoulders, and a pair of white and clean calves sat diagonally on the sofa, like a home waiting for work, not coming out. The girl next door in the matter, but with this soft look, what she said made Lu Rongkang a little frightened. She couldn't help but use the action of lighting a cigar to interrupt the conversation and relieve her emotions and atmosphere.

"I know what Kang Ge is worried about." Lu Yuanchun said softly: "As long as Kang Ge agrees, I can immediately ask the lawyer to prepare a contract to transfer the shares of Malayan Broadband Bank to you first. How about winning or losing, even if it makes Kang Ge a bit difficult in the business field in Hong Kong, the shares of Broad Bank that he received are enough to make up for."

"Sister Chun, Guangyi Bank is left to you by your grandfather. Even if you take the custody of it, you will have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life. With your grandfather’s reputation, Guangyi Bank’s dividends can be eaten for at least a few decades and you can accumulate it casually. Two or three generations are enough, why bother... betting on your wealth?" Lu Rongkang spit out smoke, then raised his head to look at Lu Yuanchun: "Although I have not asked about your business in Hong Kong, as far as I know, you seem to be in Lin's house. When I was fighting Song Tianyao, I intervened and listened to my advice. Don’t watch Song Tianyao’s betting on his wealth and the snake swallows the elephant, so I want to learn from him and let it go. The next Song Tianyao, and the remaining nine, either left their homes and cannot return, or they are completely buried in Victoria Bay. What's more, the future of Song Tianyao who is alive and whether he can really stand firm in Hong Kong is still unknown. Business On the court, it is a big taboo to take a slanting forward with a sword. Once you have taken a slanting forward, it will be difficult to get back to the right path. I am afraid that if you want to go the right way again and do business dignifiedly, no one else will give him a chance."

Lu Yuanchun gently peeled off a toffee imported from Thailand, put it in his mouth and tasted the taste. Hearing Lu Rongkang's harsh admonitions, he smiled and said, "Where is my grandfather? Even if it counts for a lifetime, he has gone to the side of the sword and died. "

"The entire Malaya, hundreds of thousands of Chinese, there was only one grandfather back then, you see your grandfather standing to the top, you don't know how many people's bones are stepped on under his feet, how can you be sure that you are your grandfather instead of being tired as a stepping stone? One of the bones?" Lu Rongkang sighed heavily: "You transferred the shares of Guangyi Bank to me for nothing, and you want me to help, but after all, you call me Kang, I can't see you get lost, I will call Malaya, let Auntie and the others inform you to return to Malaya."

Lu Yuanchun stroked his hair with his hand, got up from the sofa, walked slowly to the piano in the corner of the living room, opened the piano cover, flexibly moved his fingers across the keys, and a string of beating notes sounded.

Lu Yuanchun sat slowly in front of the piano, flipping through the scores on the piano music stand, and said:

"Brother Kang, in my opinion, there is no right and wrong way to do business, but good and evil must be distinguished. My grandfather underwrites opium and sells piglets, which is evil. Later, he raised funds to fight the Japanese and pray for the Chinese people, which is good. That's it. As for the means, there is no right or wrong. At least until now, Song Tianyao makes me appreciate it."

Speaking of this, Lu Yuanchun turned to look at Lu Rongkang who was looking at him on the sofa, with a pleased smile: "The wealth he has accumulated along the way is not evil. The Zhang family started from evil, and the Lin family started from evil. The traitors of the Hong Kong community started their careers by fighting and killing them, even if the means were fierce. What if they took the money from those wicked people, but the sword went slanting?

Lu Yuanchun retracted his gaze and continued to look at the score: "Speaking of which, Song Tianyao and I have not met several times. At first, I wanted to share a piece of the pie, but later, I felt that it shouldn’t be just a piece of the pie. Since I’m ready to do it, Then you should do the same as him. Put the whole person and the whole business on it. In this round, maybe Song Tianyao’s lover’s secretary can see clearly, maybe the president of the Chu family can see clearly, and maybe those ship king tycoons can see too. Clearly, but, I can see Song Tianyao in the next round after this round, every step he takes, every round he wins, not that his wealth is getting more and more, his status is getting higher and higher, if it's just such a man, what? Will it be worth your Chunmei desperate to shove everything to follow?"

"What if you lose?" Lu Rongkang's mouth was a bit bitter, and he took the cigar from his mouth. After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. I just want to know. Did I lose?"

Lu Yuanchun took off a black rubber band on his right wrist, tied his long hair into a ponytail and threw it behind his head, with both hands on the keys: "Lost? Just start again? What's more, Hong Kong loses, and Malays Ya."

"Malaia?" Lu Rongkang asked inexplicably.

Lu Yuanchun turned her face, revealing a frivolous smile that absolutely did not match her appearance, even a little triumphant:

"If I lose, I will go home and take out all the belongings of the Lu family and start over again. When that happens, I will force Song Tianyao, who has nothing to do, to go to the Lu family in Malaya to be a son-in-law."

After saying this, Lu Yuanchun's hands flew like clouds and water on the keys of the piano.

The second verse of the first movement of Beethoven's "Tempest Sonata" suddenly sounded, with no bedding or prelude, anxiously anxious, and the violent and sad notes poured out like a torrential rain!

Lu Yuanchun closed his eyes, and his upper body moved rhythmically with the movements of his hands. The pony tail trembling behind his head seemed to be immersed in the storm, enjoying the impact of these notes.

This rapid and fast rhythm is very short. When the last note raindrops, the whole world is calm. Lu Yuanchun helped lift his hands from the keys:

"What if you win?" Lu Rongkang was stunned for a moment.

Lu Yuanchun was also shocked, apparently thinking about Lu Rongkang's question seriously, and put his finger to his mouth and bit her cutely: "You won? Then there is nowhere to go except Malaya."