Chapter 738

Time is always in a hurry. In the twinkling of an eye, more than half a month has passed. Lu Yang has already come to the capital from Hengdian without formal Chen Lian. Lu Yang's purpose in coming to the capital is naturally to fulfill the contract with the perfect company and give his own opinions on the background and human and material structure of the game "Shishi era".

In Hengdian, Wu Xueni and the dynasty, as well as Wang Dong and Shao Dahai, the brokers of Li Ling and Dao Xinyi, are becoming more and more clear. The date of the court session is getting closer and closer. Liang Xuhui revealed in his telephone call to Lu Yang that Wu Xueni and the dynasty are likely to be sentenced to more than three years' imprisonment. Li Ling, Wang Dong and Shao Dahai may have longer sentences depending on their crimes.

This is good news for Lu Yang.

Also good is the scandal between him and Tong Liya. After more than half a month of precipitation, fewer and fewer people have mentioned it on the Internet. After all, in this information age, there will be many strange news every day, and the attention of Internet users will soon be shifted.

The only thing that makes Lu Yang dissatisfied is that more than half a month has passed, and the three teachers and disciples Tian Shengcai have not found out who the hidden black hand is.

The hidden black hand will become more and more difficult to investigate over time, because with the passage of time, the other party will leave fewer and fewer clues in manipulating the scandal between him and Tong Liya.

That afternoon, Lu Yang finally finished his work in perfect company. After saying goodbye to the director of the Technology Department of perfect company, Lu Yang pushed off the practice banquet that the other party was going to buy for him tonight.

Practice?

yes! After today's work is completed, Lu Yang can buy a ticket to fly back to Shanghai tomorrow.

Lu Yang acted as the game producer of the adaptation of his work for the first time. Now that the work was completed, he felt much more relaxed. When he returned to the hotel car, he couldn't help smiling and leaned back on his seat. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and called Chen Lian who stayed in the hotel to play CS games.

"Hello? God horse? I'm busy! Play when you have something, and leave when you have nothing!"

As soon as the phone was connected, Lu Yang heard Chen Lian's impatient voice. He could still hear his voice playing games on the phone. He was really busy!

Lu Yang said, "we'll go home tomorrow! Let you stay with me for so many days, nothing has happened, and I can't let you waste your time here. Play the game again at night! Now you come out with me to find a place to drink! You can choose where you want to go!"

"Drink? Let me choose the place? Really or not?"

Chen Lian's tone was skeptical. At the same time, his voice playing games on the phone stopped temporarily. Obviously, he was more interested in drinking than games.

This guy has a lot of problems!

For the most part of the month with Lu Yang, he either played games or drank to pick up girls. Every three or five times, he really found two young ladies in the hotel to play double flying together, and he really recorded all the accounts on Lu Yang's head. His childhood was much more moist than Lu Yang.

His interest in drinking is second only to picking up girls and double flying.

"Come out quickly! Where do you want to drink? Tell me a place. I'll go there now!"

Before Lu Yang's voice was finished, Chen Lian chose a place: "first go to Quanjude to eat roast duck! Then go to the blue moon bar to drink! How about? No problem?"

"Of course! You can choose where you want!"

Lu Yang agreed with a smile. It's still that sentence. He doesn't care about this little money now.

……

On the same afternoon, it was raining in Shanghai. A black Bentley was moving forward at a constant speed in the rain. Many owners of medium and low-grade cars subconsciously opened the distance from this car. Why?

Collision, those car owners can't afford to sell their cars!

The low-key and luxurious Bentley gradually drove away from the busy street and finally came to Yongfu cemetery on dating Road, Hongmiao Town, Fengxian District.

The door of the driver's seat was opened first. A man of about 40 got out of the car immediately, quickly opened a large black umbrella in his hand, and then opened the rear door. A middle-aged man in his early fifties got out of the car with a bleak look. The middle-aged man was wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses, snow-white shirt, exquisite black suit and black leather shoes, Even the tie is black.

"Mr. Song! Be careful!"

The man holding the umbrella whispered that Mr. Song, who had just got off the bus, didn't seem to hear him. After getting off the bus, he took the time to tidy up his collar and tie, gently dusted a little ash on his sleeve, and walked into Yongfu garden with an ancient look.

Yongfu garden, one of the most upscale cemeteries in Shanghai.

The cheapest cemetery here costs fifty or sixty thousand, and the most expensive is more than 200000, which is more expensive than the houses lived by living people in many places.

At this time, the back door on the other side also opened. A young woman like a secretary, also dressed in a white shirt, a black suit and black leather shoes, with a bunch of fresh lilies in her arms, Mr. Song, accompanied by the driver, entered the cemetery. The woman holding the flowers quickly opened the trunk and took out the memorial items, holding the sacrifice in one hand and flowers in the other, Speed up and catch up with the two in front.

Yongfu garden is divided into several places. The environment and tomb price of each place are different. Mr. Song and his party went straight to a very new tombstone in the most upscale Yongfu garden. The female secretary silently placed flowers and sacrifices in front of the tombstone one by one, and finally lit two incense sticks. The rain falling from the sky fell on her face and body. She seemed not to feel it and only concentrated on doing these things.

The driver always stood behind Mr. Song silently, holding an umbrella for Mr. Song silently, while Mr. Song's eyes fell on the black-and-white photos of the woman on the tombstone.

The woman in the photo is in her early 40s, elegant and dignified, and the smile around her mouth is calm.

When the female secretary arranged everything, Mr. Song raised his left hand, looked at the picture on the tombstone and said, "give me your umbrella! Go and wait for me in the car!"

"Yes! Take care, Mr. Song!"

The driver didn't dare to say more. He whispered, handed over the black umbrella to Mr. Song, and quietly withdrew with the female secretary. Soon, Mr. Song was alone in front of this luxurious tombstone.

"Fang Qin! I came to see you..." he suddenly opened his mouth lightly.

"Tianxing, I went there two days ago. Don't worry! Although he is in prison, I have asked someone to take care of him. He won't suffer in there..."

"Fang Qin! Before you go, let me avenge you... In fact... That boy put Tianxing in prison and made you like this... I'm the only one left outside. Even if you don't say it, how can I let him go?"

Another moment of silence, his voice sounded again.

"Today..."

"I'm here to bring you this good news today! This time, the boy is dead! Maybe there's God's will! Before you help Tianxing find someone to hit him, Tianxing's friend Wen Jing got angry with him. The police suspected that Wen Jing did it at first. If there were no later changes, you would be fine..."

"This time again! Oh, one is Wu Xueni and the other is Dynasty... They found someone to deal with the boy not long ago, Fang Qin! You said, if I found someone to be the boy at this time, who would the police suspect? What happened to you will happen to me? The same story will happen twice?"

"Hehe, Fang Qin, the history is surprisingly similar. It's not God's will. I believe God is telling me how you died. Let me avenge you..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Song slightly looked up at the darkening sky, and his eyes fell on the black-and-white photo of the tombstone. He smiled faintly and said softly: "it should be going to start over there! Fang Qin! I'll wait here with you for the good news over there! If you can hear me, help protect this time from accidents..."

Having said this, Mr. song no longer continued to say anything. He stood alone in the rain and in front of the tombstone with an umbrella. It was getting late and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. He remained motionless and stood here calmly and indifferently.

……

A province J city.

In Xiaoxue garment factory, the workers have left work. Cao Xue is still in her office on the third floor. On the desk in front of her, there is a piece of snow-white rice paper. Cao Xue is concentrating on sketching a women's down jacket on the paper with a pencil. The time is approaching November. She wants to design several fashionable women's down jackets before the cold comes down, For this design, she has read many books on fashion design for more than a year. Before today, she has tried to design dozens of down clothes in winter and women's clothes in summer.

Some people say that gold shines everywhere.

Maybe this sentence is right! Cao Xue's experience and her cultural literacy and morale make her want to make some of her own characteristics even if she only runs a small garment factory.

Seeing that the design drawing on the rice paper was about to be drawn, Cao Xue had a little satisfied smile on her face, but at this time, the tip of her pencil suddenly snapped and broke

She didn't use much force just now.

Looking at the broken nib, the smile on Cao Xue's face solidified. If only the nib was broken, she wouldn't be this expression, but at the moment when the nib was broken, she suddenly felt upset. It was an unspeakable feeling, as if something bad would happen.

She had this feeling twice before, before her father's accident and the death of her grandmother.

The only two times this feeling, there was an accident with a very important person in her heart, so this time, Cao Xue was flustered.

For a time, she was at a loss. After reaction, she had no mind to take care of the design drawings to be completed in front of her. She immediately picked up her mobile phone and dialed her mother's phone first, then grandpa's and uncle's

Call out one by one, and the people who receive the call say they are very good.

So far, Cao Xueyi farted and sat down in his seat. There was a phone... And a man... That was him! Could it be him?

Cao Xue's face turned white for a moment.