Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Conversation in the Moonlight
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"Are you crazy? Don't you want a future!" I can't imagine that Zhuang Yong, who has always seemed to be quite calm, still shouted so loudly, a long time ago, when he was only thirty or forty years old.
As he said this, he was confronted by a man his age in a warden's uniform, who slapped the man and was already crying.
At that time, with the moonlight, the rising full moon shone on the faces of the two men through the window, and the warden kept his head down, did not say anything, did not resist or explain anything, but was beaten again and again, and finally whispered "I'm sorry".
"But I really can't leave that kid alone!" he cried when he looked up, his eyes full of pleading.
"You're being too kind. ”
“…… I'm sorry. ”
He lowered his head again, waiting for the solemn answer at that time, and his whole body was trembling.
"Just this time, I'll help you," Zhuang Ji struggled for a long time, and finally scratched his head and nodded vaguely, "Don't mess around in the future." He patted the man on the head, looking helpless.
"Got it? He tried to grab the man's hair for a moment, but he stopped, pondered for a moment, put away his bitter face and smiled to himself. As for the title, it seems that it is also a joke when it is said.
He'll regret it, though, much later......
Back now, the man who seemed to be a friend was long gone. But other than that, it's all for the better.
I woke up and woke up from bed, and it was only very early at this time. glanced at the mobile phone that already had the "99+" message stored, and was a little closed for a while, and turned his eyes to the suit next to him, with the badge of "chairman" pinned to it, shining with golden light, which looked a little weighty.
When I came out of my room, I heard the movement of the bathroom, and my son had just gotten up, brushing his teeth, and was going to run to the university in good spirits later.
"Early. Watching his father yawn out, Zhuang Zixiao said with a mouth full of toothpaste.
Zhuang Ji answered, took two slices of bread and threw them into the microwave.
Looking around the whole house from the perspective of others, combined with the identity of the owner of the house, this single-family villa of only more than 100 square meters is quite small, but if it is only two people, it is enough.
"Not looking for your girlfriend today?" As a father, your ridicule is a little strange, and there is some meaning to ask knowingly.
"I'm going to class, where else do I have to find it every day?" seemed a little frustrated, but more of a speechless. Deep suspicion, is this really a father-son conversation and not two peers with whom they have a good relationship?
Maybe think about how often this person meets Bai Ling, and probably can guess why he has such an "old naughty" temperament.
"Gone, we have a meeting today. Zhuang Yong took a piece of bread and left, Fang Cai had already changed his suit quickly, and he seemed to be polite and polite, and his straight walking posture revealed some temperament, but there was a small pendant like a pistol hanging on the normal black briefcase.
"Mr. Zhuang!" a secretary picked him up in a black car.
After taking a nap, he had already driven downstairs to the company, and it was estimated that it was only ten minutes, and this place was still close, so he got out of the car and looked up at the office building he was familiar with:
It was nearly 200 meters high, and it glowed slightly blue when the sun hit the glass. The people who never stop coming in and out are sometimes dressed in regular clothes, and of course, there are also people in formal suits such as suits. Everyone is busy, and it is clear that there are still more than two hours before the required work time.
"Today is destined to be a busy day. "No matter how desperate he is at this time, this position is said to be glamorous, but he is still busy to death after all.
Squeezed through the crowd of people who greeted him, took the elevator to the top floor, which occupied half a floor of the office he used, put down his bag, and was ready to leave again, and glanced at the photo framed on the table, it was him and Bai Ling...... There is also a group photo of the untraceable warden.
He paused, even if he could see it every time, it would still be touched. There was already someone urging outside the office, and he hurried over with his papers.
Moonlight
After two or three hours, Zhuang Yong finally finished the entire meeting in the most senior position, and those high-level subordinates generally responded to the latest situation, and some of them made suggestions, of course he listened to them, and he would adopt them in a timely manner, but his nerves were tense for so long, and he felt that his face was not good.
Quickly sneaked back to the office, took a sip of water, and sorted out everything again - it's really hard to work in a company that spans various industries, and there is still some time before the evening meeting, so let's sneak out a little bit to catch a breath after being busy. With this mentality, I talked to the secretary and left the office building. The secretary wanted to stop him, but this person who worked every day couldn't stop him, and he didn't seem to have the traditional concept of "you have to take it to the office during work hours".
Then he met Su Ranran, and he also peculiarly "punished evil and promoted good", and roughly knew what his old friend Bai Ling had done. After a break, he was urged back by the secretary.
It's been a long time......
By the time I was free again, it was already one or two o'clock in the morning. Back in the office, the round moon could be seen vaguely in the night sky, as if he suddenly remembered something, he dialed a phone call in the dead of night, as if he was quite confident that the other party had not slept yet.
"Hey~" Sure enough, the other party picked it up with an energetic voice, this "other party" was the "white ghost" who asked Su Ranran for help.
"Xiaobai, can you not let Xiao Su do that kind of messy thing in the future," Zhuang Yong leaned back on the office chair and looked out the window, as if he could see the white figure, "She's not you, it's too dangerous to do that." "Indeed, it is extremely dangerous to go to the gang alone or to carry a gun with you, and if something happens, there are only two ways to die on the spot or be caught.
"It's not a mess, I'm still serious!" Bai Ling's tone was at least half coquettish, "serious...... Maybe no one really believed her, and I don't know where she is now, and there is a gunshot on the phone that resembles a background sound, "But I'm finally relieved." I didn't try to explain the meaning of the gunshot, and my tone didn't fluctuate too much.
"Rest assured what?"
"Compared with my understanding of the official information, in the end, I am right. She seemed to be a little happy, and today is the second time she has talked about Su Ranran, and she is still quite interested. Most of the "official information" is the so-called "analysis" of Su Ranran by the police station or the like, "I have a dark heart, I am ruthless to my family and kill her", remember, this is almost the original sentence; her own understanding, as the name suggests, is the understanding of Su Ranran-before meeting her and communicating with her, Bai Ling had already guessed the truth, perhaps, it is also because she has a lot of experience, and she has a strong sense of substitution as a writer.
"You......" Zhuang Ji didn't know what to say for a while, but the smile reflected in the window didn't look fake, "Seriously, I was also shocked, this contrast is too great." refers to the gap between the truth and the information. Yes, it's like two people at all, and the impression gap between the feeling and the "white ghost" is also a fight.
"What's going on lately?" he changed the subject, and then learned about the "Cave Tiger", but he couldn't help much for the time being.
"I'm going back, you should rest early. "Turning to Bai Ling, she is surrounded by a familiar pool of blood, her eyes are bloodshot, in the eyes of acquaintances, it should not be too terrifying, but a little kind. Although it's not early.
"Hmm. Zhuang replied. Then I looked at the two people's smiles on the group photo again, and they were very similar to now. Just like then, it was full of happiness......