Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 259 258 Fish startled, net cast
Gu Zhili squeezed through the crowd, squatted down, and examined Zheng Muwen's eyelids. She then said to Feng Xiuhu, "That's about it."

Feng Xiuhu understood immediately, snatched the last piece of pastry from Cheng Aimei's hand, and ate it himself.

Cheng Aimei immediately stared at him, and only after recognizing Feng Xiuhu did she finally come to her senses.

Clap his hands, Feng Xiuhu lifted Zheng Muwen off the ground and punched him in the stomach.

"puff--!"

The food stuck in his throat was suddenly sprayed out.

But as soon as Feng Xiuhu let go, Zheng Muwen collapsed to the ground again.

Feng Xiuhu looked at Gu Zhili, who shrugged and said, "She's still unconscious. Should we wake her up?"

Feng Xiuhu said, "I don't need you. My brother's urine is yellow."

He patted Cheng Aimei on the shoulder.

Cheng Aimei was still in high spirits, but he felt a little embarrassed in front of so many people.

As he unbuckled his belt, he said to the reporters around him, "Don't take pictures of this."

The reporters nodded in agreement, but their eyes remained fixed on Cheng Aimei's lower body.

Cheng Aimei stood motionless for a long time, holding onto the water pipe, her face almost turning red, but she didn't react.

He whispered to Feng Xiuhu, "I'm not used to being stared at by so many people."

Feng Xiuhu was about to call everyone to turn around and give Cheng Aimei some private space.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Muwen woke up at that moment.

He realized what was happening before him and was immediately filled with shock and anger: "You fatso—what do you want to do!?"

Cheng Aimei was so frightened that she trembled and couldn't help but shudder.

The raindrops soaked Zheng Muwen's face.

"Oh..."

A collective sigh rippled through the crowd, and everyone finally felt relieved.

Zheng Muwen let out a piercing scream, crawling backward on all fours, his voice trembling as he cried out, "Beast! Beast—"

The reporters, completely disregarding their promise to Cheng Aimei, raised their cameras and snapped photos incessantly, capturing this vivid scene before them.

Zheng Muwen panicked: "No filming!"

Cheng Aimei also panicked: "Let me put my pants on first!"

Feng Xiuhu kindly reminded the reporter, "Director Zheng has already woken up. If you don't leave now, he might smash your cameras."

Upon hearing this, the reporters quickly ran outside.

Zheng Muwen heard it too and shouted loudly to his servants, "Stop them! Smash their cameras!"

He was annoyed that his servants weren't fast enough, so he decided to take matters into his own hands. He got up, leaped forward, grabbed a reporter by the leg, and shouted with a ferocious expression, "Leave your things!"

Unable to break free, the reporter tragically shoved the camera into the arms of the assistant holding the flash bowl beside him: "Quick! We have to get this out of here!"

The assistant nodded vigorously, then turned and ran off.

Zheng Muwen wanted to change targets and pursue them again, but Feng Xiuhu made his move.

He grabbed Zheng Muwen by the collar and forced him back into his seat.

In the blink of an eye, the main hall, which was just full of people, became empty.

The police officers didn't run away; they just stood outside the door, unsure of what to do.

The police captain was sweating profusely, feeling that he shouldn't have come today.

It would have been better if he hadn't seen Zheng Muwen's miserable predicament today, but since he did see it, he didn't do anything to help.

He came here hoping to gain merit, but instead of achieving anything, he offended someone. Fortunately, Feng Xiuhu is kind-hearted.

He smiled and said to the police captain, "See what I told you? It's a family matter behind closed doors, and outsiders have no say in it. Director Zheng and his son-in-law have already made up, so you police officers should leave now. If you keep hanging around in someone else's house, people will think you're here to laugh at them."

The patrol captain cast a grateful glance and quickly replied, "Father Feng is absolutely right. We'll be going now, no need to see us off."

After saying that, he didn't even glance at Zheng Muwen again, and led his men away quickly.

Zheng Muwen was sitting in the chair.

His initial arrogant demeanor vanished without a trace, as if he had lost his soul.

He muttered to himself, "My lifelong reputation..."

Feng Xiuhu told him not to be so sad, as he had important matters to discuss.

"Can we go now?"

Zheng Muwen stared blankly at him: "Where are we going?"

Feng Xiuhu said, "The main hall."

Zheng Muwen regained some of his senses, and his eyes regained their light. He said in a trembling voice, "You have humiliated me like this, yet you still dare to expect me to agree..."

Feng Xiuhu told him, "This is nothing. If you don't agree, Cheng Aimei will come to visit you every day and put on different plays for you until your reputation is completely ruined and you can no longer serve as director."

Zheng Muwen looked at Cheng Aimei in disbelief, his lips trembling: "Does Amei know how you've treated me?"

Cheng Aimei turned her head away and remained silent, but Feng Xiuhu's eyes lit up: "Good idea, bring Zheng Sumei along next time, let her see what you look like with her own eyes."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Muwen's Dao heart shattered completely. He slumped into his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

After a while, as if he had a sudden burst of energy before death, he sat up straight again.

Zheng Muwen once again adopted his upright and unyielding expression. He calmly wiped his face with his sleeve and said in a calm tone, "The church's doctrines have many merits. I have actually long been interested in exploring them. Since Father Feng is so insistent, it would be ungrateful of me to refuse. However—it would be even better if I could discuss them with some colleagues."

Feng Xiuhu smiled with satisfaction: "Director Zheng, don't worry. If you have any friends in the government office, bring them along—if they're not available, just say I'll ask for leave for them."

……

Leave the Zheng family.

Cheng Aimei rode away on her bicycle, humming a little tune, feeling lighter than ever before.

The two watched Cheng Aimei walk away until her figure disappeared from sight.

Gu Zhili asked Feng Xiuhu, "Whose house are we going to next?"

Feng Xiuhu shook his head: "There's no rush for now."

Gu Zhili was puzzled: "Why?"

She felt that now was the time to press on with her momentum.

Feng Xiuhu explained, "I understand the attitudes of Qin Xiuyuan, who was sent by the Duke, Shen Yanzhi, who was sent by the Prefectural Government, and Zheng Muwen, who was neutral. I have visited all three of them. Actually, I initially expected that I could only get Shen Yanzhi on my side. Getting Zheng Muwen on my side was already a pleasant surprise."

Gu Zhili asked, "These are only two companies. There are many more government officials. If you don't hurry, I'm afraid there won't be enough time."

Feng Xiuhu laughed and said, "You yourself said that there are plenty of officials in the government office. Do you really expect me to visit them one by one?"

Gu Zhili still didn't understand: "Otherwise, what do you plan to do?"

Feng Xiuhu smiled slightly: "The best time to catch them all is when the fish are panicked."

Gu Zhili seemed to understand, but couldn't help but ask a question: "But if the fish are startled, won't they all scatter and run away?"

Feng Xiuhu looked at her with dissatisfaction: "Do you love me or not? Why do you always contradict me?"

Gu Zhili blushed and quickly turned her head away, saying, "How can you be so shameless, saying whatever comes to mind?"

(End of this chapter)