Chapter 170: The Last Letter
Zhang Zhengping, who had been running around for a day, returned to the office, but he did not go home, preferring to spend the night in the office, and he did not have any expectations for the empty home.
The driver, Lao Fang, has gone back and driven for a whole day, even if Lao Fang is full of energy, it has been completely exhausted.
Sitting at the desk, Zhang Zhengping kept rubbing his temples, thinking about what had happened these days, only he was the only one who had a little bit of desertion, as if it was the precipitation after the turmoil of these days, which made Zhang Zhengping a little difficult to adapt to this kind of silence for a while.
Casually rummaging through some documents left by Wei Jiu, in the file bag, a thin envelope suddenly slipped down, Zhang Zhengping held the envelope, his face was a little curious, but when he saw the scribbled words on the envelope, his originally vague consciousness instantly woke up, suddenly got up, and went straight out of the office.
The night has reached the depths, it seems that it should be quiet, but it was completely broken by an Audi A6 that Mercedes went out, Zhang Zhengping, who was driving, was excited, tightly guarding the letter he ignored, his heart was full of apprehension, and some blamed himself for not carefully checking the documents left by Wei Jiu, if there was something decisive in this letter, then it would undoubtedly be delayed by himself.
What does all this mean in such a situation in front of him, the old and cunning Zhang Zhengping knows very well in his heart, so his heart is almost jumping to his throat now, and he can only pray that there will be no major information in this letter.
With this uneasy mood until the wanderer, Zhang Zhengping stopped the car, ignored his messy hair, and walked quickly towards the wanderer, but before he could enter the door, he was vigorously stopped by the security captain at the door.
Looking up and down at this bald uncle, his scattered hair looked like some performance artist, he frowned and said, "Uncle, the venue is closed for the past few days, you better come back another day." ”
Zhang Zhengping grabbed the envelope in his hand, facing this man who was tall and fierce, he was more or less afraid in his heart, but because the seriousness of this matter had already exceeded his belief, he was relieved of the fear in his heart and said boldly: "I have 100,000 urgent things, I need to see Li Panruo." ”
"Who are you?" said vigorously with an unkind face, at this turbulent juncture, Zhang Zhengping, who behaved a little strangely, was very suspicious.
"I am the lawyer of the Ninth Master, and I now have a letter from the Ninth Master to Li Banruo, this letter must be seen by Li Banruo as soon as possible, if there is anything missing, can you afford it?" Zhang Zhengping said without giving in, although with his small body, even if he tied up three, he was not a strong opponent.
Looking at this unusually tough middle-aged man vigorously, he could feel that the middle-aged man's body was trembling, which made him feel a little inexplicably believing the words of this middle-aged man, perhaps realizing the seriousness of the matter, he took a few steps back and said, "Wait a minute, I'll send a text message." ”
Zhang Zhengping nodded nervously, and began to can't help but step back and forth, just after vigorously sending this text message, the fourth child walked out of the wanderer quickly, and he noticed Zhang Zhengping at a glance, this is a middle-aged man who looks a little submissive but has a bit of perseverance in his eyes, this is the first impression of the fourth child at this moment.
In the end, the fourth child waved his hand, realizing that Zhang Zhengping followed him in, Zhang Zhengping walked into the wanderer as if he had been amnesty, and quickly followed this man with a stronger physique and a strong circle.
The fourth child took Zhang Zhengping to the small wine table on the second floor, and Li Banruo, who was drinking stuffy wine, saw that the fourth child suddenly brought a fresh face, with a puzzled face, and the fifth child who accompanied Li Banruo to drink stuffy wine also moved a little bit, and seemed to be on guard.
The fourth child made a gesture to Zhang Zhengping, roughly the meaning of sending the Buddha to the west, Zhang Zhengping generally recognized that this guy who looked a little out of the flow was Li Banruo, which made him feel a little pity for Li Banruo's suit, but shook his head to shake off the unrealistic idea, he opened his mouth and went straight to the point and said: "I am the lawyer of the ninth master, and here is a letter left by the ninth master for you." ”
Li Panruo, who was originally unconcerned, immediately became solemn when he heard this sentence, and he stretched out his hand, perhaps because he was already drunk, his hand was trembling.
Zhang Zhengping did not hesitate, carefully took out the envelope, and handed it to Li Panruo under the fierce gaze of the fourth and fifth children.
It was so light, but for Li Banruo at this moment, it was extremely heavy, he looked at the line of words on the envelope, it was clearly Wei Jiu's handwriting, he didn't open it directly, but got up and said, "I'll look at it alone." ”
The fourth and fifth looked at each other and nodded silently, but Zhang Zhengping was still worried in his heart, and he said to Li Panruo, who wanted to leave: "This is my business card, if there is anything, call me at any time." ”
Li Panruo, who left the wine table, took this black and white business card, glanced at the name on it, nodded slightly, and looked at Zhang Zhengping's eyes with a little less hostility, he put away his name, and went upstairs silently.
After Zhang Zhengping completed his late mission, he didn't stay much and left quietly, but when he got out of the wanderer and got into the car in the parking lot, he didn't leave in a hurry, but lit a cigarette in the car and smoked slowly, as if waiting, he knew that he was going to be sleepless again this night.
Li Panruo walked all the way to the top floor, facing the colorful night of Xicheng alone, and gently opened the letter, the reason why he didn't read it downstairs in front of everyone was not because he didn't believe in the fourth and fifth children, but because he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions and lose his temper.
He didn't want others to see his weakness anymore, not at all, in other words, he didn't have the courage to face this letter with an indifferent expression now.
There was only a thin piece of paper in the envelope, on which was the man's scribbled handwriting, and Li Panruo held it carefully, for fear that the paper would be dirty or wrinkled.
Under the bright lights, he could vaguely read the man's handwriting, but he had never burst into tears like this.
Prajna, when you read this letter, maybe this storm has passed for a long time, forgive me for choosing such a path in the end, I am such a confused person, and in the end I only know this point, and what I finally failed is you children who were led into this river and lake by me.
I was so despicable that I spared no effort to give you ambitions, but in the end all I did was for you to watch me go, and then face this cold river and lake alone.
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The old man of Baicheng used to mumble that people die for money, birds die for food, and I, a person who has earned enough money and can eat a full meal, what is the purpose of living?
In the next ten years, I have been thinking about such a question, and finally found such an answer, a person has lived to the end, and what he is looking for in the end is only to let his life have the slightest meaning, rather than simply being as light as a feather.
Obviously, I died a well-deserved death in the end, so you don't have to feel sorry for me, you don't have to feel sorry for me, and for a person like me who has been guilty all my life, this is not a very regrettable death.
At least my death broke the deadlock in Xicheng in the past ten years, at least my death gave Xicheng a new order, at least my death ended such a marginal grudge, but I don't know how to face the old man in Baicheng after I go down, and I don't know how to face the woman I didn't want to see in the last face, but this is not something you should worry about.
His eyes were red, although this man was just a narrative, but just one word was enough for him to sink, because he once firmly believed that the man's back was his life.
Prajna, ten years, time is like a tide, sending everything to me and taking everything away from me.
And in the end, I want to say sorry to this river and lake, every night, I am alone in the study and keep telling myself, everything has passed, everything has passed, although everyone thinks I am full of scenery, but only I know that my soul will never be comforted.
When I got all this, I realized that I didn't need all this, all I needed was a lamp, and with a gentle sound, I finally understood that all that I had gotten had to be paid for.
It is precisely because of this that I have failed, completely failed, so no matter what, whether you are up or the wanderer continues to be drunk and dreaming of death, you need to understand what you need, what you are seeking, what a soulless person can do in this ethereal space is only to be lost.
Seeing the end of the first page, Li Panruo took a deep breath, lit a cigarette, inhaled with all his strength, and then slowly exhaled the smoke and turned over the paper.
At this moment, Li Panruo couldn't help but ask himself suspiciously, what was the thing he was pursuing? Perhaps it was precisely because he couldn't give himself a positive answer in his heart that his face showed that kind of real helplessness.
This Jianghu will not make you stronger, it will only make you adapt without a bottom line.
Remember this sentence, so never indulge in this one river, because this one will never remember a person, but will only change a person beyond recognition, and then that unrecognizable person needs a lifetime of piety to be able to release the sin in his heart, but this is only for the lucky people, most people are just in pursuit of their own ambitions, turned into bones.