Why did Zhang Liu know that it was Cui Shangkun who did it?

Because at the moment of coming back to his senses, Zhang Liu quietly touched the coin in his sleeve, and used Kanyu to calculate who this fanatical "fan" was, and then ...... Didn't figure it out.

Why didn't it work out, but Zhang Liu could still be sure that the car that sent him to look foreign was Cui Shangkun?

Because if there is no result, it is a result, you must know that there is only one person in this world who can make him use Kanyu but can't calculate the result, and that is Cui Shangkun.

He and Cui Shangkun's life character, mutual restraint, entangled with each other, before they met, before the "exchange" of demons, it was not deeply implicated, and now, well, let's put it this way, now it is considered to be related to Cui Shangkun, it is equivalent to calculating his own demons, if a monk can use Kanyu to calculate his own demons, then this path of cultivation is too easy to walk.

Therefore, Zhang Liu can confirm that the person who sent this car to him is Cui Shangkun, but what he can't figure out is what Cui Shangkun's purpose is?

There were flashing lights all around, flashing wildly at Zhang Liu, who was standing in front of the Lamborghini and smiling awkwardly, however, after this day, the headlines of the entertainment pages of countless magazines and newspapers were almost all fanatical fans sending Zhang Liu Lamborghini.

Wu Sheng got up early after the banquet and saw the headline of the entertainment version was that Zhang Liu went to shoot an idol drama on Xiangjiang TV, and a few days later, he got up early to watch the headline of the entertainment version and sent Zhang Liu to Lamborghini.

When he picked up the phone, he wanted to call Zhang Liu, but he just wanted to press the button but paused, and after a long silence, Wu Sheng finally put down the phone.

Sighing slightly, for Zhang Liu, Wu Sheng's feelings are complicated, from the beginning of rejection and hatred, to gradual understanding, gradually a little appreciation, and gradually a little distressed, distressed for this boy who seems to be the age of his son but has to carry the whole family to survive in this competitive and cruel world.

Wu Sheng's son went to the United States to study in college, and his wife, who had been divorced for many years, was relieved to accompany him, and lived alone in this old courtyard house where he had lived for many years.

Wu Sheng really treats Zhang Liu as a son a little, but the other party is not his son after all, even if he no longer agrees with some of Zhang Liu's choices, even if he thinks that Zhang Liu's nature is not the kind of flashy and easily shaken person, but the world is unpredictable, and there is a difference between distant and close relatives, he went on the pole to instruct the young man what choice to make, is it appropriate? After all, Zhang Liu is young and has to support his family, unlike people of his age, fame and fortune are open, and the less income is compared with others of the same age, in the final analysis, if it is not luxurious, it must be enough to spend, and there is not much financial pressure on a person.

Zhang Liu is still young, is it appropriate to use the standards of a person of his age to demand this child? If you talk too much, will Zhang Liu blame herself for interfering too much?

Sighing, Wu Sheng didn't make that phone call at all.

When Zhang Liu returned to the hotel, he directly asked for Secretary Jiang's phone number from Guo Xiang, and called him with a little anger, ready to question, but after the person who answered the phone said "Hey", he couldn't speak.

It was a familiar voice, he had heard it not long ago, so he wouldn't admit it.

The person who answered the phone was not Secretary Jiang, it was Cui Shangkun.

Taking a slight breath, and then his feelings calmed down, Zhang Liu said as calmly as possible: "The car was sent by you." ”

In Feixun's office, it is very rare for President Cui Shangkun Cui to have his secretary order a lot of entertainment magazines and newspapers, and they are turning through one by one, and the headlines of many magazines and newspapers are a photo of Zhang Liu holding a bouquet of flowers standing in front of a Lamborghini.

Looking at this photo and the accompanying questions next to the photo, listening to Zhang Liu's slightly suppressed calm statement in the clear voice of a young man on the phone, the corners of Cui Shangkun's mouth curled up slightly, and said, "I sent it." ”

Zhang Liu's voice was still calm, and he said, "When there are no reporters, I will ask someone from the company to send you the car back." ”

Cui Shangkun's voice is biased towards the alto, deep and mellow, growing up in Beijing, he naturally has a sense of crispness and sharpness that is unique to northerners, and when such a voice speaks with a slightly smiling tone, it does not make people feel frivolous, but has a strange charm: "What, don't like it?" ”

"It doesn't matter if you like it or not, it's because I don't need it, and it's useless." It's a pity that no matter how charming the voice is, Zhang Liu is blind and lights up, and it is in vain.

Zhang Liu's refusal did not make Cui Shangkun angry, on the contrary, Cui Shangkun smiled and said: "It's me who is abrupt, I didn't expect these paparazzi to be so pervasive, okay, you don't like it, you don't have to bother with this anymore, I'll let people drive the car back when I turn around, ah, by the way, I forgot to tell you something, aren't you borrowing for your sister recently?" It seems that the school said that the guardian's signature is required, otherwise it will not be allowed to enroll. ”

Hearing Cui Shangkun mention Zhang Xiu's borrowing in the hotel, Zhang Liu subconsciously clenched his hand holding the phone slightly, his eyes instantly became cold, and the whole person was a little low, but his voice was still calm, and said: "Thank you Mr. Cui for your trouble, I didn't expect that I would bother you with this little thing." ”

Cui Shangkun's hand did not stop flipping through the magazine, and there was still a slight smile in his voice, and he said: "There is a private international school in Tongzhou, and there is cooperation between us and Feixun, I have said hello to the primary school over there, you can just take Zhang Xiu to the past." ”

Zhang Liu didn't speak.

Zhang Xiu's hukou is no longer in the imperial capital, and if you want to study here, you can only pay money to borrow it, which is not a big problem, but according to the regulations of the relevant education/ministry/door, it is easy to borrow and go through a series of procedures, and the signature of the guardian is required, and Zhang Liu himself is under the age of eighteen and cannot be regarded as Zhang Xiu's guardian.

Some things are really strange, for Shengdou Xiaomin, or people like Zhang Liu who have just a little fame and money but have an unstable foundation and are not widely connected behind them, it is difficult to climb to the sky, but for people like Cui Shangkun, it is just a matter of one sentence, when a person like Cui Shangkun goes to do something, those seemingly unshakable regulations that are repeated and emphasized by I don't know how many people suddenly want to disappear.

The regulations are for ordinary people, not for people like Cui Shangkun.

Of course, Zhang Liu understands this truth, but he understands that in a short period of time, he will not be able to make concessions to him, that is to say, he will not be able to solve Zhang Xiu's school problem in a short period of time, while Cui Shangkun can.

Cui Shangkun was testing him, and he didn't immediately refuse like he refused the car, in fact, some information had already been exposed, and the air pressure around Zhang Liu, who was aware of this, was lower.

"I thank you, Mr. Cui, for your kindness." No longer deliberately suppressed the calmness of his voice, Zhang Liu finally leaked a little affection, and Cui Shangkun on the other end of the phone clearly heard a little bit of gnashing of teeth from this sentence.

Then "toot toot toot ......", a blind tone, Zhang Liu hung up the phone.

Listening to the blind voice on the other end of the phone, the smile on the corner of Cui Shangkun's mouth had not yet converged, but his eyes were a little deep and dark.

Put the entertainment magazine in his hand on the table, pick up the diary on the side and turn to a certain page, there are a few lines written on it:

Zhang Liu

money

Younger sister

undertaking

made a cross on the word "money", and then drew a circle on the word "sister", and finally, Cui Shangkun's eyes fell on the word "career".

After several temptations, Cui Shangkun felt that he had gradually begun to touch Zhang Liu's weaknesses.

Put down the diary, look up at the sofa and TV table in the large living room in front of the desk, and on the TV cabinet facing the desk is a large LCD TV, which is now playing a TV series, starring several celebrities who are now popular.

Looking at the bright white energy-like things that surrounded the stars on his body, Cui Shangkun felt that this kind of energy was a little familiar, like the kind he had seen in Zhang Liu when he met Zhang Liu, and it was also like the kind of energy that the other party injected into his body to help him calm down when he met in the club last time.

With deep and terrifying eyes, Cui Shangkun stared at the TV screen and thought, could it be that Zhang Liu, who doesn't know whether it is a human or a demon or a ghost, has a convulsive head and is actually an actor dangling in the entertainment industry, really just to make money and become famous?