Chapter 121: Mysterious Alley
"Interesting, let me see what kind of little girl it is, so that I can hear the word pretty from the mouth of my fussy son. ”
When he said this, Wu's mother also became interested, her eyes purred, and she smiled kindly at Wu Chen: "What about the photo?"
"Uh, no. ”
Suddenly asked this question, Wu Chen wrinkled his nose a little embarrassed: "She doesn't like to take pictures, so I didn't ...... But the information I investigated had ......"
Wu ...... Daybreak. ”
Before the words fell, I heard my name being called by my mother.
The cold sweat on Wu Chen's forehead burst out one after another, and his temperament, which was not afraid of heaven and earth, also decisively admitted at this moment: "I was wrong, don't hit the head." ”
Mother Wu, who was still a noblewoman, had become fierce at the moment, she crossed her hands on her waist, stared at Wu Chen viciously, and put her fingers on his forehead: "What did your father and I tell you, don't go to investigate others casually, didn't you take our words to heart?"
"I really know it's wrong!"
Wu Chen moved his lips, looked at his mother with a miserable face, and thought for a while: "Or I will swear again?"
“......”
Judging by his reaction, he didn't think he was at fault at all.
Mother Wu held back the atmosphere in her heart and smiled at him, looking like a warm spring breeze, but it made Wu Chen feel terrified: "Housekeeper, take out the stick, I want to teach the good son raised by Wu Chengqu a good lesson today." ”
"Yes, ma'am. ”
The housekeeper who stayed on the side glanced at Wu Chen, who couldn't escape, with some pity, and then lowered his head to find the stick that was placed in the living room.
"Not really. ”
There was a villain hiding in the corner in his heart and biting his hand, Wu Chen raised his head to look at Wu's mother's more and more kind smile, and calmly accepted his fate.
Isn't it just a beating? He can hold on...... Probably.
Cheering himself up in his heart but still inevitably nervous, Wu Chen watched the housekeeper get closer and closer to this side, and moved on the bench a little helplessly.
"Good son, be a little safe. Otherwise, my mother wouldn't know what would have gone too far. Mother Wu gently touched Wu Chen's new hairstyle to see Jiang Nuan today: "Come to think of it, you should listen to your mother well this time." ”
Forget it, just die.
Seeing that the stick was grabbed into the palm of Wu's mother, Wu Chen closed his eyes in resignation.
"Why are you so lively? Renqun, what are you doing with a stick on the child?"
Suddenly, a hoarse but neutral voice came from the top of the staircase, as if he wondered why his daughter-in-law would pick up a stick to scare the child.
Hearing this voice, Wu Chen's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes were full of surprise, and he shouted, "Grandpa, save me." ”
There are two flowers, one on each branch.
In the Meng family's study.
The old man was still sitting in his original position, but the person sitting in front of him had become Meng Yiran.
"Tell me what you think about it. ”
He opened his mouth casually to investigate, and Meng Yiran also knew what he really wanted to say, and after pondering for a few seconds, he said, "The person who came is not good. ”
"I don't think we should work with him. ”
She took a sip of tea from her teacup, moistened her throat, and then said, "I always feel that he is hiding things, not as eager for quick success and vanity as he appears. ”
"Oh?" Hearing her analysis, the old man suddenly became interested, he sat up straight, and put one arm on the side of the chair: "What do you say?" ”
"Could he be someone sent by Fu Shen? In order to make us believe in him, and then step by step into the company's decision-making body. ”
Recently, he has been copying the house rules at home, Meng Yiran has calmed down a lot, and the whole person at least no longer shows a layer of anger on the surface.
"Being able to think of this step, the recent suffering is not in vain. ”
The old man didn't say much about what Meng Yi said next, he lowered his eyes, and the whole person returned to his previous state, looking lazy and spiritless: "Does it matter which side he is?"
"Isn't it important? Grandpa, why are you...... Is this deliberately deceiving him?" Swallowing nervously, a plan appeared in Meng Yiran's mind, and looking at the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, he felt more and more terrifying.
She enjoys the feeling of being sought after by thousands of people, but she doesn't like to use her brain.
I was tired of analyzing the man's movements and words in the next room before, and now I was even more exhausted in the face of the old man's assessment. Meng Yiran felt like a person drowning in water, who could suffocate at any time.
"You've grown up, and you've finally learned how to use your brain. ”
The old man said a sentence without being salty, and then closed his eyes: "You read what he said before here again, and write me an analysis, and the number of words is not too much, about four thousand words." ”
Regardless of Meng Yiran's ugly face, Old Man Meng lightened, and then began to shake up and down with the speed of the rocking chair, looking quite leisurely.
Meng Yiran opened his mouth, wanting to speak but not daring to disturb the old man's rest, so he had to open his notebook and turn back to the previous surveillance.
She put on her headphones, and the man's clear words were in her ears, but what appeared in front of her was the scene of Jiang Nuan and Fu Shen staying together.
Wait, I'll transform into a completely different one, and stomp you under your feet. Let you know how terrible it is to look down on me.
Silently swearing to his imaginary enemies in his heart, Meng Yiran shook his head and let himself concentrate as much as possible.
She didn't notice that the old man didn't know when he opened one eye, and was looking at her, with a shallow, barely visible smile on the corner of his mouth.
In the darkness of the night, the sound of cats barking can be heard from time to time.
In an alley, two big men wearing masks looked at the empty scene inside, and scolded in unison: "The person is gone, he played it?"
"Damn, don't let Lao Tzu see him next time, otherwise you have to take off his legs, and he ran so fast. ”
One of the men, who was obviously larger, stated his disgust for the person being tracked out irritably: "It's okay to come out at night to pick up work, and I'm not afraid of being cut off." ”
"Okay, okay, don't say a word. Obviously they've already chased here, why can't anyone see them?"
The other man comforted the big man, the doubt in his eyes not yet dissipated.
They searched around for a long time, until a light rain fell in the sky, and then they reluctantly went back to report the situation.
After a long time, when even the light of the street lamps became fainter and fainter, they appeared again at the entrance of the alley: "Where will no one run?" ”