A thought of foolishness is like a god, and a thought of wisdom is like a life.

- Buddhist Sutra

Watching Yun Dong and his party go away indifferently, Yang Zifeng felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart. Bad comers? Who is he? How could he be so rude and uninhibited in Zhang Nuo's office?

"Dong Zhang, the information you want!"

Zhang Nuo stood in front of the desk, his eyes were full of worry, completely ignoring Yang Zifeng's thoughts, he didn't know that one day would come, but he didn't expect Yun Dong to come to the door so soon, at least when he was completely unprepared.

Ten years ago, he testified in court that Yun's father and son were helpless, although the other party assured that it was foolproof and the evidence was conclusive, and they would not return if they went, but who knew that they suddenly changed their hexagram inexplicably.

Zhang Nuo has always been puzzled about this matter, thinking that he still looks down on the power of the Yun family, otherwise that kind of crime is enough for their father and son to die ten times, how can they be easily sentenced to 10 years? There must be a hand behind this that has been supporting the Yun family, and the strength of this arm is immeasurable, who will it be? Zhang Nuo has been struggling with this problem for ten years, but it is still unsuccessful.

"Confused!" Zhang Nuo slapped his palm on the table, Yang Zifeng on the side was taken aback, and the work that he was about to report to his mouth was swallowed back into his stomach, put down the text in his hand, and left silently.

Zhang Nuo slumped weakly on the office chair, rubbing his face vigorously with his hands, "I'm really confused... Confused! I shouldn't have believed slander in the first place, and I shouldn't have ...... It's so confusing! ”

Yang Zifeng closed the door of the office and never left, although he didn't know what Zhang Nuo's "confusion" was about, and he didn't know who the person who walked out of the office just now was, but one thing is for sure, there must be something between the two people.

"Manager Yang? What are you doing here......"

Li Tong didn't know when he came over, and when he called, Yang Zifeng was shocked again, "No...... I...... I sent a message to the chairman...... It's okay... I'll go first...", panicking, hurried downstairs.

In the office, Zhang Nuo was still frowning, his hands were trembling slightly, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and took a deep breath.

"Is this the end of my Zhang Nuo? No! No, it won't! No one will ever know...... No, no, no! It's not my idea, it's none of my business......"

The cigarette on his mouth smoked harder and harder, one after the other, until he felt a sharp pain in his chest and fell on the table.

Chairman ...... Chairman ......"

"Dad......"

"Old man......"

In the midst of shouts, Zhang Nuo slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Cheng and Lin Yun in front of the hospital bed, and felt a sharp pain in his chest. How much he wished he would just leave, never wake up again, the pain in his heart was only known to him, it was impossible for the Yun family to let him go like this, as the saying goes, one misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred, and then looking back is a hundred years old!

"Mom, don't cry, didn't Dad wake up?"

Zhang Cheng comforted Lin Yun with tears on his face, Zhang Nuo raised his hand and gently put it on Lin Yun's face, "What are you crying about, this is not dead." ”

Lin Yun shook off her face, instantly turned her sadness into anger, and yelled at Zhang Nuo, "Why are you smoking so many cigarettes, you said that if you really have something three long and two short, what do you let me do..."

At this time, the phone in Zhang Cheng's pocket rang, and he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a text message from Fang Zhengqi.

"Dad, you have a good rest, there is something to find me in the project, I'll go first."

Watching Zhang Cheng walk out of the ward, Yang Zifeng also said goodbye and hurriedly chased him out, and the two walked out of the hospital and got into the car together.

"Yundong is back..."

Yang Zifeng looked extremely calm, such a reaction made Zhang Cheng feel very uneasy, how could he, who has always had a violent personality, be so calm when he heard the news? Could it be that he really realized the call in the hotel? "I'll go to Tianzheng, it's not early, you go back first!"

Yang Zifeng didn't speak, just nodded with a smile. Zhang Cheng parked the car downstairs and looked up, June was still lying motionless on the window...

Yang Zifeng got out of the car and didn't go upstairs, but came to the side of the road alone and stopped a taxi.

"Where's the gentleman?"

"Do you know the national color of Tianju?"

The driver looked in the rearview mirror, lowered the volume of the radio in the car, and said triumphantly: "I must know, almost the entire bars and ** in the new city are owned by Guose Tianju!" ”

"Where's the best bar?"

The driver slammed the watch card under the cover, picked up a toothpick, and followed the radio music, his body twisted, "Gotta ... Night Fox! I'll take you there......"

The car arrived at its destination quickly, and at nine o'clock in the evening, it was a beautiful night! Yang Zifeng got out of the car, standing in front of him is a castle-like building with a "night fox" sign, the building is surrounded by colorful lights, you can feel the sound of music inside the door, walk into the bar, welcome Yang Zifeng to the VIP seat.

Soon after, a neatly dressed man approached Yang Zifeng's ear and shouted, "What kind of wine does Mr. drink?" ”

Yang Zifeng took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and shouted at the man: "Give me a bottle of your most expensive wine here!" ”

The man glanced around and then looked at Yang Zifeng, who was dressed plainly, "Sir, are you alone?" ”

"What? Isn't it okay to be alone? ”

The man stopped talking, with some disdain in his eyes, and walked away unhurriedly. It wasn't long before the man came over with a drink. After the wine was opened, the bartender was about to step forward to mix the wine, Yang Zifeng grabbed the wine bottle and put it in his mouth, and the man and the bartender were dumbfounded.

"Sir... I'll mix it up for you, it tastes even better......" the bartender politely exclaimed.

"No need...", after saying that, it was another bottle blow.

"It's not sir, you can't drink like this......"

Yang Zifeng put down the wine bottle, gasped, and glared at the man with impatient eyes, "I told you that I don't understand?" How I like to drink is my business. ”

The man stopped persuading and shook his head and left.

One bite, two bites, three bites...... Gradually, the view began to blur. Look around, high-heeled skirts, low-cut bare backs; Splashes of hops and hookahs...... Yang Zifeng seemed to see a smug smile from it, it was a happy and happy life immersed in the soul of sin, and a raging fire suddenly ignited in his heart, and he stuffed the wine bottle into his mouth fiercely, no matter how hard he poured it, the wine bottle was already empty.

"Waiter...... Waiter! ”

The man came over again, "Sir, what do you need?" ”

"Wine! Bring me another bottle ......."

After a while, a bottle of XO was at the bottom, obviously, either to vent anger or to relieve sorrow, although such guests are usually not uncommon in bars, but there are really few people who encounter such expensive wine. The man picked up the empty bottle on the table, looked at it again, and then turned around and fetched another one.

Yang Zifeng snatched the wine from the man's hand, and still poured it in a big gulp, the man wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but he thought about the posture in front of him, and walked away silently alone.

"Waiter! Waiter! ……”

Hearing the shout, the man slowly walked over again, only to see Yang Zifeng holding the wine bottle in his hand, propping himself up on the table weakly, and burping from time to time, "Sir...... What is needed ......"

"Wine ...... Wine ......"

This time, the man didn't cling to him anymore, but tore off the bill in his hand and handed it to Yang Zifeng, "Sir, you can buy the bill first, a total of 53,000 yuan!" ”

Yang Zifeng stood up hard, his body obviously lost his balance, and he just stood up and fell back into the chair, the man hurriedly went over and took a handle when he saw this, Yang Zifeng shook off the man, picked up the bill on the table, and crumpled it into a ball without looking at it, and threw it on the ground.

"What do you mean? I'm afraid I won't have the money to pay, right? Don't you understand if you bring me wine?"

The man stopped pestering, turned and walked away, and after a while Kung Fu brought in a man who was also neatly dressed, but he was much more old-fashioned than him, and presumably it should be the management of the bar.

The man saw Yang Zifeng, who was already drunk, and then looked at the two empty wine bottles on the table, and was worried, he could take two bottles of wine at this price as water at once, there should be no shortage of two dollars, since he entered the bar, he has been sitting alone in the VIP seat, it is impossible to provoke and make trouble, probably just drink his head, and he has no sense of proportion.

"Hello sir, you can't drink anymore after drinking too much, if you keep drinking, something will happen......"

Yang Zifeng stood up again, this time he stood firm and didn't fall back, a pair of eyes stared at the man, raised his hand to the side, "Go, bring me wine..."

Seeing that Yang Zifeng was unrelenting, the man felt disgusted and bored for a while, but out of consideration for professional ethics, he still patiently persuaded him.

Yang Zifeng saw that this guy was no different from the one in front of him, and even more verbose, he was originally dissatisfied with the atmosphere around him, but now he was rejected by these two things one after another, and with the strength of wine, the anger in his heart suddenly broke out, grabbed the man's collar and pushed the man to the ground, and then picked up the empty wine bottle on the table and smashed it on the ground.

"Call your boss out of here!"

Although the sound of music drowned out the sound of smashing wine bottles, the scene just now was seen by the internal security guards patrolling all corners of the bar, and for a while, four or five men in black surrounded Yang Zifeng.

The man got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to signal several internal guards not to move, tidied up his collar and tie, walked to Yang Zifeng again, and shouted politely: "Sir! You've drunk too much, so I'll help you connect with a friend to pick you up. ”

Yang Zifeng took out the wallet from his pocket, threw all the cash and cards in the wallet on the table, grabbed a magnetic card and lit it up in front of the man, "I have money, why do you talk so much nonsense about drinking, don't you understand when you ask your boss to come out for me?" ”

Under the colorful neon spotlight, everyone made a way, and through the flickering lights, a group of people were walking towards this side.

At the forefront was Yun Dong, with silver and gray shiny hair, a relaxed canvas jacket, and an extremely long red scarf. Wei Long took off his sunglasses and raised his voice, "Stop the music!! ”

At this time, the bar turned on the headlights, and the angry music was stopped, everyone turned their eyes over, seeing that the headlights were on, and the music stopped, Wei Long put on his sunglasses again, and stood behind Yun Dong with an expressionless face.

Yun Dong looked at the cards and money scattered on the table, found a business card, and held it in his hand, "Planning Department of Novi Group...... Manger! Yang Zifeng? ”

Yang Zifeng raised his head, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, wasn't this person the one he met in the company during the day? How could he be here? Don't...... Is he Yundong?

Yun Dong put down the business card in his hand, sat opposite Yang Zifeng, and leisurely lit a cigarette, "Manager Yang is really massive, let's say, what's not satisfied with the service here?" ”

Yang Zifeng suddenly laughed, "Boss Yun smiled, it's your wine that is so good, it's so good that it's hard to buy it with money!" ”

Yun Dong extinguished the cigarette, leaned on the table to Yang Zifeng, and always smiled on his face, "Since Manager Yang is so interested, why don't I have two drinks with you!" ”

Yang Zifeng didn't speak with a gloomy face, Yun Dong gestured, and soon two bottles of wine were put on the table, the bartender opened two bottles of wine in turn, and was about to take a cup to pour wine for the two, Yun Dong picked up the wine and stretched it out in front of Yang Zifeng, "Do it first!" ”

Wei Long reached out from behind and grabbed Yun Dong's hand, "Young Master......"

Yun Dong let go of Wei Long's hand, put the wine to his mouth and blew it. Yang Zifeng bit his lip and watched intently as Yun Dong drank the wine one by one, and suddenly felt empty in his heart, what else could he do in his current state? After waiting for so long, I just want to ask him why in person? Now the person is sitting opposite, although the body is a little unbearable after two bottles of wine, but the consciousness is clear, why can't he open his mouth suddenly.

No, I always feel that something is wrong, but what is wrong? Firm! Right! Why did Yun Dong come to the company during the day?

In the blink of an eye, Yun Dong finished the wine, put down the wine bottle, stood up, and his eyes fell on Yang Zifeng, but the words were not in it.

"Manager Yang is free of all consumption tonight!" After saying that, he got up and left.

The brilliant lights flashed again, and the silence of the moment was drowned in the sound of energetic music, and it was restored to its original state, Yang Zifeng looked at the wine on the table, and there was no longer any more **, but began to feel nauseous.

At this time, a hand was placed on Yang Zifeng's shoulder, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Fang Yao standing beside him.