"Financial disputes?" Gu Liangyan thought of Teacher Mu's quiet and well-behaved face, she exuded a quiet temperament all over her body, how could she have a grudge with someone, so she asked, "What type of financial dispute?"

Chen Yi didn't expect that Mr. Gu, who had never asked much, would ask deeply, so he said respectfully: "It seems that she applied for a sum of less than 100,000 yuan, but she was embarrassed by the airborne army for a while, and it took a lot of effort to apply for the money." ”

"So?" Gu Liangyan thought.

Chen Yi also dared to come out, and said cautiously: "Mr. Gu, I also heard from the financial staff about this matter, and the specific reason is not very clear." ”

Gu Liangyan said: "Who was arranged by the Xia family?"

Chen Yi immediately said: "The pearl of the Xia family master, Miss Xia Thrush." ”

"Hmm. I know. ”

Chen Yi nodded, but he didn't know what Mr. Gu was thinking.

So he said more: "President, what should I do next?"

Gu Liangyan immediately made a decision and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on this summer thrush, and by the way, send me her activity track in the past few days." ”

"Yes. ”

*

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Hospital, underground parking.

It was raining lightly outside, and the windshield wipers were sliding rhythmically.

Mu Xiaoci took out his mobile phone and played a song.

It's a very old, very old song.

Xion drove seriously, and couldn't help but be attracted by this sad song, he said, "Why are you still listening to "The Street Where the Wind Lives"?"

Mu Xiaoci said: "I want to hear it." ”

Sad and mournful singing slowly flowed in the car.

The perfect fusion of erhu and piano is like a cry and a long grief.

Xion couldn't help but look sideways at her, it was obviously noisy and chaotic outside, but at this moment, looking at her, his heart was quiet.

Xion spoke: "This song is too sad, why don't you change it?"

Mu Xiaoci's eyes looked ahead, a little hollow, shook his head, and refused: "Brother An, do you guess why I like to listen to it?"

Theon slowed down the car and asked, "Because you're unhappy right now?"

Mu Xiaoci shook his head.

"Erhu, and piano are in the eyes of everyone, one is noble, and the other is down-to-earth. However, the combination of their two instruments can achieve the wonderful music of the piano chords, which I will have a lot of memories. Just like this song, the wind is always flowing, and it doesn't stop for anyone. The wind does not inhabit the streets, the wind is free, and the streets are forever nostalgic for the wind as it once came. ”

Xion saw that her eyebrows were thin, and there was a wise light in her eyes.

Sion bowed his head, his gaze gentle.

"So what? Why do you like this song?"

Mu Xiaoci turned his head: "I don't know what to do, I go deep, every time I listen to this song, I will be inspired a lot, I will feel that everything I am experiencing now seems to be like that, there is nothing worse than this." ”

The car slowly stopped in front of the traffic light, and Xi Ang stretched out his broad palm, rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "Be optimistic, Xiao Ci." You're already great. ”

Mu Xiaoci raised his head: "Yes, Xiang, thank you, if it weren't for you, there would be no me now." ”

Mu Xiaoci will always remember that she cried blind and lost her sight for a short time, and it was he who helped her accompany her through that period of darkness.

And the hurt that man gave, the deeper the hatred for him.

The car slowly reached the downstairs of the apartment, and it was raining more heavily.

Xi Ang said: "What, don't you invite me to go up and sit down?"

"It's raining so hard, you hurry home. Mu Xiaoci took out an umbrella from his bag and said, "See you tomorrow." ”

Sion put his hands under the steering wheel, and the girl was always very smug and outspoken, and he said, "Okay, you go down, and when you get home, I'll leave." ”