Du Wenqian's parents always frowned, looking a little worried, giving people a very serious impression, especially when Du Wenqian's parents attended on the same stage, in the eyes of many people, Du Wenqian is more like his mother, if he is like his father, maybe he will look fierce.

"Liu Zhan, this is my parents. ”

When Du Wenqian was still introducing each other to Lu Jingya, Du Wenqian's parents came over, Du Wenqian's mother was indeed extremely luxurious and graceful, just looking at it from a distance through the crowd, it gave people a feeling of unattainable.

On the contrary, Du Wenqian's father is a lover, after seeing Liu Zhan, his face was full of disdain, Du Wenqian's mother giggled: "You are the Liu Zhan who beat our Xiaoqian, you are really a hero and a teenager." ”

"My aunt laughed, I'm just making a fuss. Liu Zhan was naturally a little embarrassed to be praised by the beautiful lady.

On the contrary, Du Wenqian's father couldn't sit still and said: "This is still a small fight, if you really inherit the Fang family's property, then you will have to annex all the properties of our Du family." ”

The atmosphere on the scene instantly dropped to a freezing point, but at this time, it was Du Wenqian's mother who relieved Liu Zhan and said: "Dear, you go and pour me a glass of wine, I still have something to say to Liu Zhan." ”

Du Wenqian also said that he agreed with his mother's intentions, so Du Wenqian's father had to leave in disappointment.

In fact, only Du Wenqian's mother and Liu Zhan knew about this, the last time Liu Zhan met them, it was at the venue of a five-star hotel in Yanjing, when they were all participating in the project bidding, Du Wenqian's mother praised Liu Zhan's vision for business development, and at Liu Zhan's suggestion, the Fang family used almost a small amount of money in the project bidding to obtain the largest project in the future, while the people of other families were still lingering in the traditional money-making projects.

Du Wenqian's mother made it very clear that she should not have a stiff relationship with Liu Zhan and the Fang family, maybe she would catch the cicada and yellow finch behind the praying mantis, and she would catch it all for other families, and Liu Zhan's good mind was very appreciated.

"It's the first time we've met, but I've been following you for a long time. ”

Du Wenqian's mother said in a tone of great appreciation for Liu Zhan, and was very willing to communicate with Liu Zhan about the changes in the future Yanjing business community, and the possibility of cooperation between the two Du Fang.

Liu Zhanwan rejected her proposal, which made her very angry, like a woman full of love but was ruthlessly rejected.

Du Wenqian's mother's eyes were always full of desire, she didn't want to just play the role of a vase, but now after getting Liu Zhan's clear veto, she became completely disappointed in Liu Zhan, as cold as those diamonds that had not yet been cut.

"I hope you don't regret my proposal today, you know, I appreciate you very much, if it weren't for Xiao Qian's matter, maybe I would have arranged the possibility of you two cooperating a long time ago. ”

She said this insincerely, and suddenly found the wound on Liu Zhan's body with a flash of her eyes and said, "Oh, what's wrong, Liu Zhan, are you injured?"

"It's just skin trauma. Liu Zhan lightly intends to skip the topic.

During this time, he did offend a lot of people, because he has been busy helping the Fang family expand their business, but ignoring the feelings of other families, and at the same time merging the source of pocket money for the small companies of Du Wenqian's sons, such Liu Zhan, if he is not targeted by the gangsters, there will be a ghost.

But no matter how hard Liu Zhan tried to show his excellence, there was always a sense of emptiness quietly invading his body, whether it was work, study, Lu Jingya, or Xu Feng, who made him want to recruit immediately, could not fill this emptiness.

Liu Zhan's eyes drooped, and he noticed that Du Wenqian's mother was wearing a blue dress today, with a tight and wonderful figure, which was unobstructed in front of him, in front of a little girl like Lu Jingya, Du Wenqian's mother was the glorious winner of the title of goddess today.

Du Wenqian's mother is very generous, quite a mature woman's atmosphere, although she has long been a mother, but for fashion dressing, her homework is obviously much better than Lu Jingya, even Liu Zhan's latest small company in the derivative necklace, now stay at her neck, that is Liu Zhan launched crowdfunding promise, the largest investor will get a necklace carefully designed by Liu Zhan, originally he thought that it would be a person from other provinces who appreciated him to inject funds into him, now it seems that Du Wenqian's mother is really lifting a stone to shoot herself in the foot。

The pendant of the necklace swayed between her pink cleavage, leaving Liu Zhan at a loss for what to say: "Are you planning to divest?"

"No, you did a very good job, Xiao Qian, he lost to you, just thought I spent money to buy him a lesson. After that, she pulled Du Wenqian away, and when she left Liu Zhan, she didn't forget to turn around and reveal some expectant expressions.

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The two guards were in charge of dragging the handsome guy 6273 out of his cell, he stumbled like a fly without a head, he couldn't let himself walk normally, and his legs couldn't even lift his legs because they hadn't been used for too long.

6273 didn't know why he was dragged out, and he felt a little scared.

As he passed through the cells where the others were being held, he looked up vigorously, and through the narrow fence door, he could see the gray faces of the people held inside, like dirty cement powder, and their eyes were full of sympathy and fear, because his today was their tomorrow.

They watched as he was dragged away, but they could only say that their chapped lips were long, but no one made a sound, and the corridor of the cell was surprisingly quiet.

Prisoner 6273 When trading, many people will be injected with some kind of test on the spot, and then become not like a human ghost or a ghost, if the experiment is successful, it will be fine, then it will be taken back by the laboratory people to continue the research, but most of the test samples that will fail will be treated as garbage.

The sound of disposing of garbage can be described as a ghost crying wolf, no one can imagine how much pain the test waste has to endure, although it is far away, the prisoners in the basement can still hear one or two, many test samples in the know that the test failed, or continue to recover some useful value information, at this time the laboratory people will consider taking some parts from them to bring back the study, usually will not be anesthetic, maybe some people say why not give them a shot, so that it is more convenient to pick things, but the laboratory people always ask, as much as possible to keep the part alive, if it is a dead body parts, it is not worth studying。

This kind of ghost crying wolf howl became one of the many rumors circulating here, it is rumored that the people in the laboratory are monster incarnations, and they want to find people who are worthy of being transformed by themselves, and if they don't succeed, they will have to be like a chicken, and everyone will be able to disassemble all the useful things.

Prisoner 6273 kept praying in his heart that these rumors were not true, and even he hoped that he could survive the test, at least for a longer period of time, he had this instinct deep in his heart, he longed for his family, especially for his son, to live, if not, then he also hoped that when he left, he could face death bravely and fearlessly, instead of dying in this small corner of Gada, where not even a body could be recovered.

But when he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, suddenly he felt that his thoughts were simply stupid and ridiculous, what does it mean to die heroically and fearlessly, or to be killed alive, does it make a brain into water? For a man who is about to die, how to die, what difference does it make? But he still hopes that he can pass the test.

As for his son, they will never know his end, even if he passes, his son is only a few years old, and he can't even remember what he looks like, let alone think of him in the future, life can only be understood when people are about to die, the so-called life is just a drop in the ocean, as long as a gust of wind blows, it can be blown away without a trace.

Is death painful? He tried to torture himself, speaking of death, he still couldn't understand what death was, but as an experiment, he didn't need to be understood, death or life, long before he was caught, he had lost the meaning and value of answering this question.

He was not a devout believer, and he could not believe that he would believe in heaven after death, as other people of faith do, or that he would go to the Western Heaven Elysium, and live without worry.

But he didn't want to give up hope, there was a slim hope that he could take a break from the feeling that he was about to pee out of his fright, he felt that it was necessary to do so now, he kept stomping on the stone floor in anger, until his feet felt painful, and shouted at the two people around him: "Let go." ”

He didn't want to be dragged away anymore, he tried to stand up straight, but there was a cry of victory coming out of his mouth, yes, almost no one can pass the experiment, if something really works, then why come here, no one wants to spend such a lot of time just to see the merits of their test products, compared to this, they want to test something wilder is true.

Yes, he was really going to die, and he was likely to die very miserably, but he felt that how he died was still very important, not for anyone else, but for himself, although he really wanted to live again, but he was going to die, he cursed the two guards around him, determined to fight until the last moment.

His mind was racing for something, trying to grasp the fleeting thoughts and images, the things he could surely rely on.

The passage in front of him stretched forward, flanked on both sides by damp and ancient stone walls, which were uneven and uneven, and the old lighting cast a terrifying shadow in front of him, which flickered and swayed as he walked, and then disappeared again and again, like the passing of a man's life.

He vaguely saw that a stone staircase leading up to an old and heavy iron door, and when the iron door was drawn, the hinges of the door made a metallic sound, and then a brightly lit passage appeared in front of him.

It was a long time later, and he felt like he was back in the age of technology, where there were people carrying the latest illuminated notebooks and large-screen mobile phones, and looking like that, they didn't even have the number button, and they didn't know how they made calls.

It felt good to be back in the real modern era, at least not to go back to that dark, damp corner, which could be called heaven compared to it, and the sudden sunlight shining into its eyes made him blink and sigh at the beauty of the outside of the cell.

He laughed as if he had already stepped into heaven in advance, and felt that this thought was a kind of comfort to him, and then the angel with the white face of a dead man came into his eyes again.