92 Shattered.... Reunion?

Sitting alone in the business class flying to Jianye, he curled the corners of his mouth and recalled the subtle expressions on the faces of the accompanying executives when Lin Shiling sent out the invitation last night.

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, he pulled out a Citibank card from the inside pocket of his coat.

Lin Shiling's words began to hover in his mind again: "Is Zhang Shixi leaving? Why did you suddenly ยทยทยทยทยท?"

"Ani, executive nim, is not leaving, but wants to take a leave. It's rare to come to China, there is a place I want to see, tomorrow day, and then take a flight to Beijing the morning after tomorrow. โ€

"Have you booked your ticket?"

"If you don't plan to take the train, you have to ask for your permission. โ€

"Okay, I'll let Minshu order it for you, I know you didn't bring any money when you came out, you take this card, use it first." โ€

"No, no, no, how can you use your card for private matters. โ€

"Take it, I believe in Zhang Shixi's personality, besides, Zhang Shixi has also done a lot of things for us with his own money, so don't take it with any burden, in case you encounter something that costs money." Take it!"

"Inside, Kangsang Hamida. โ€

Zhang Shi put down the champagne in his hand and lay his head back on the seat that was tilted to the maximum angle. Frowning and closing his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief. I was here to help, but now I feel like I owe someone else, which doesn't feel very good.

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Lee Jung-jae sat in the nanny car and pinched his eyebrows a little tiredly: "Minyu, is there any notice below?"

Song Minyu tapped his finger on the itinerary and said, "There are still two trips, fortunately, there is an interval of three hours in between, and the last one is after dinner." โ€

Lee Jung-jae frowned: "Why is the itinerary so dense in the past two days?"

Song Minyu spread his hands helplessly: "Because I have a trip to Japan in two days, didn't I tell you." If you make an appointment with me a month in advance, it's hard to push it down. After a hard time, and then go to Japan to concentrate on the itinerary, the next two months will be your vacation. Speaking of holidays, Song Minyu raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

Lee Jung-jae closed his eyes: "Okay, that's the only way, I'll take a break, and call me when I arrive." โ€

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As soon as he rented a Tiguan, it was only 10 minutes on the road that Zhang Shi noticed the tail behind him. After deliberately sparing a circle, he finally determined the tail behind him, a white slightly old Santana, so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.

Zhang Shi shook his head speechlessly: "Actually sent such a rookie to look down on people." โ€

After slipping around his tail, Zhang Shi entered the city through the grassland gate, turned a few corners, parked at the bottom of the slope, and walked to the place where he would not hit the wall with his eyes closed.

The tower is still standing, the creeper on the back is lush and flourishing, and under the fig tree in the courtyard, a few children are showing off the Transformers in their hands.

Everything is so familiar, but the vegetable market that was moved away 15 years ago is still on the side street, adding to the noise and liveliness.

Zhang Shi stood on the side of the street, ignoring the caring gazes of passers-by. The sound of conversation and bargaining in my ears is still full of foul language.

In the familiar building, the noise at the faucet, who 'misused' someone else's water, who was arguing over a few cents of water, who was pointing and whispering in the ear.

An extremely familiar scene, but people are extremely unfamiliar.

With luck, he climbed to the third floor, his fingers measuring the moldy green wall, and stopped at the door of the third room.

With his head down, he took a deep breath, his lips couldn't help but tremble, his nose was sore, and his eyes were slightly red. He rubbed his cheeks and calmed down for a moment, then raised his head and shrugged his shoulders, his fingers knocking three times on the door.

"Who?"

Zhang Shi couldn't hold back tears from his eyes, pursed his lips, and his voice trembled slightly: "I... I'm here to find Zhang Lei, is Zhang Lei's house here?"

The door inside opened, the door outside was still locked, and a silver-haired grandmother said in a Liuhe accent: "My family is not surnamed Zhang, you are looking for the wrong child." The whole building is surnamed Zhang, on the fourth floor, his family has no sons and only daughters, you must have found the wrong one, found the wrong one. โ€

Zhang Shi saluted and thanked him, and turned away in despair.

Back in the car, put the saddle down, and lay on the saddle with tears streaming freely. Biting his lip, he couldn't hold back the slightest sound, only tears flowed wantonly. Although I already knew this result, and although I had been prepared in my heart, the moment the luck was shattered, I still felt as if the sky had fallen.

At that moment, Zhang Shi knew that he had become an orphan and would never see his parents. The incomparably familiar Jianye under his feet several times also became incomparably strange and alienated in an instant.

Not far away, in the white Santana, two young men in their 30s were taking a big bite of a boxed lunch.

In the driver's seat, the obviously young one took a sip of seaweed soup, smoothed the somewhat choked esophagus, and turned to the co-pilot: "Brother Zhou, what did this guy do in the tube building, he came out after staying for half an hour, is it appropriate for us not to go in before?"

Lao Zhou threw the lunch box in his hand into the garbage bag, stared at the front and replied impatiently: "There are so many people in the building, so many places, we are new faces, what are you doing in there, tell people clearly, am I following you? How many times have I told you, Xiao Qian, you have to do things with your brains!"

Xiao Qian pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Maybe people have already discovered us." โ€

Lao Zhou glared at Xiao Qian fiercely: "Driving, don't you see that the people have left, hurry up and follow!" On the bustling Hunan Road, the two watched the blue Tiguan drive into the Sofitel Galaxy Hotel.

Xiao Qian was surprised: "It's really rich, you can rent a car when you get off the plane, and you can live in a five-star hotel." โ€

Lao Zhou's face was solemn: "Have you noticed it, the route he drove shows a problem." โ€

Xiao Qian's face was full of suspicion: "What's the problem?"

Lao Zhou: "Don't you think this person is a little too familiar with the roads in Nanjing? You can't do this by navigation, some roads are not recommended by navigation, and he didn't slow down and hesitate at every intersection, don't you think it's unusual for him to do this as a foreigner?"

Zhang Shi took a shower and walked out of the hotel with a numb expression. Pick up your car and head straight to the bar most frequented by foreigners in Nanjing.

opened a bottle of JonnyWalker, poured it cup by glass, and the cold and numb face scared away batch after batch of girls of different skin colors.

The music stopped suddenly, the quarrel came from far and near, pushing, insulting in different languages, Zhang Shi frowned, or sitting at the bar without waves, the liquor stimulated the mouth and esophagus, and the severe discomfort could not be shown on Zhang Shi's face with the slightest expression.

Suddenly, the cork of red wine flew and smashed on Zhang Shi's head, Zhang Shitie walked down from the chair with a blue face, his head was slightly heavy, and the lower plate was still stable, so as not to stumble.

Zhang Shi stretched out two fingers at the bartender, and his eyes were calm: "Two ice cubes, speed!"

The bartender was stared at by Zhang Shi's gaze, and obediently handed over the two ice cubes.

Zhang Shi bit one piece, swallowed it, and put the other piece in his mouth and held it. The bone-chilling coldness made Zhang Shi's brain clear in an instant, he pulled his tie, and walked towards the pushing crowd, roughly judging which side had more people, and rushed up.

Three strikes and five divided by two, a ruthless shot put down a group of people. Then he strode towards the two men who had just been beaten, pulled the tie of the bespectacled guy among them, and was about to punch him.

The overhead spinning lamp turned the face of the man with glasses, and on the shocked face, the glasses had fallen off.

Zhang Shi suddenly stared at the stranger in front of him with wide eyes, his cold face, his eyes suddenly increased, and his fist-clenched hand was quietly put down.

Zhang Shi looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and called in a trembling voice: "Lao Xia?!Lao Xia!!Is it you Lao Xia?!"