Early in the morning, Du Jing was resting with Taiichi Yamamoto, the Japanese Chinese plenipotentiary sent by SoftBank, in the gym in the hotel, when he suddenly received news from Ren's family, he was stunned at first, and then he was irritable for no reason, and his fingers tapped the water glass in his hand and tinkled.

"Du Jun seems to have something to worry about?" Taiichi Yamamoto asked with an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth.

For this Chinese who has lived in Japan for 20 years and changed his name, he felt disgusted, but when he looked at the past, he still smiled and said, "It's good news." ”

Taiichi Yamamoto nodded slowly: "Good news." ”

"I'll answer the phone." Du Jing took the mobile phone handed by the assistant and said.

"Please." Yamamoto watched Du Jing leave before sitting down, his bones have long been assimilated by the Japanese, even if he meets a young companion, he will not mention the previous Chinese name again.

"Second brother, I'm organizing a pie with the fourth brother," the excited voice on the phone came from Du Feng, his face was full of red from the influence of alcohol, and he was holding a glass of the best red wine from Bordeaux, "It would be great if you could rush back." That short-lived ghost is finally dead, haha, haha! ”

"Just a severe coma." Du Jing corrected Du Feng's statement.

"Whatever, God forbid he will never wake up." Du gradually snatched the phone and said loudly.

"Enough, fourth, drink less." Du Jing let out a low roar and hung up the phone with a snap.

Standing at the corner of this gym, looking at the Jin Mao Building in the distance, Du Jing was silent, and after a long time, he sighed and said to the assistant: "In my personal name, send a flower basket over, he is finally a respectable opponent." ”

"Yes, Mr. Du."

The assistant was just about to walk away, when the phone rang, and she hurriedly handed the phone to Du Jing.

Looking at Ren Qingchen's number on it, Du Jing shook his head before picking up his mobile phone: "Qingchen? ”

"Well, the second uncle asked you to inform you of the news, right?" Ren Qingchen asked in a deep voice.

"Well, I just received the news," Du Jing pressed his left hand on the railing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding his mobile phone with his right hand, "a little surprised." ”

"If you do too many bad things, let's get retribution," Ren Qingchen sighed with emotion and said, "The presidents and directors of Hon Hai and Compal have chartered almost all the nightclubs in Dongguan and Shenzhen to celebrate this event." Sometimes it's really sad to think about, if we have an accident, I'm afraid there are a lot of people who want to laugh, right? ”

"Well," Du Jing replied in a low voice, and asked, "Qingchen, have you changed sex?" ”

"I'm also transgender," Ren Qingchen scolded with a smile, "Yu Jun attaches great importance to this matter, and it happened in eastern Zhejiang, and the pressure on the second uncle is not small, so let me not take advantage of this time to come nonsense." I just thought that they were all red kids, and I felt a little bit in my heart. When you're done in Shanghai, and that kid isn't dead, come to Shenzhen, because the golf level of the people here at Mission Hills is too low. ”

Du Jing smiled and said, "Isn't it easy to clean you up?" ”

"Don't talk big, let's talk about it." Ren Qingchen was silent for two seconds after speaking, and asked, "Do you hope he will never wake up?" ”

Du Jing shook his head and said, "No, I hope to be able to hit him in the mall with my own hands." ”

"Me too." Ren Qingchen ended the call with a smile.

Du Jing handed the phone to the assistant again and advised: "I don't want to answer any more calls today." ”

Less than half a minute after the assistant nodded and walked away, Taiichi Yamamoto walked over with a happy face: "Du Jun, I finally know what the good news you said, haha, that nasty guy was hit by a car and died, this is the most wonderful news I have heard this year." ”

"Really?" Du Jing asked lightly.

"Of course, this guy should have died a long time ago." The joy on Yamamoto's face could not be contained.

Du Jing said suddenly: "Does it make Mr. Yamamoto feel better than the operation of the Lotus Network listing?" ”

Yamamoto was stunned one by one, and watched Du Jing leave the gym without saying a word, frowning unhappily.

……

Zhang Yifan stood behind his desk with a ceramic teacup, staring at the spilled courtyard of the municipal party committee, and one car after another rushed in. Slightly raised his eyes to look at the far end of the east side, as if he saw the new landmark building under construction, the fifty-story building opposite the University of Science and Technology has already risen.

In just over a year, the city is completely different from when it first came, GDP is rising with the bucket, the country's benchmark enterprises are emerging one after another, and it is rumored that the world's top 500 companies intend to settle in Yunguang.

took a sip of tea, swallowed the tea leaves in small sips and chewed them, and the taste of tea with a faint aroma made Zhang Yifan feel a little relieved. After receiving a call from the secretary in the early morning, Zhang Yifan couldn't sleep well, and rushed to the office early, only to get the news that Wang Yuanshan took Ye Ting to Shanghai.

With his eyes slightly closed, Yu Jun's appearance seemed to be in front of him, this young man who shone with countless lights like a meteor, would it really be as fleeting as a meteor?

"Secretary Zhang, Mr. Wen is here."

The secretary's words woke up Zhang Yifan, who was still pondering, and he waved his hand to signal the secretary to call Wen Qiliang in.

After the transfer of the Mingyang Pedestrian Street project to Xindingtai Industrial, Wen Qiliang has been living in a simple house at home, as if the deceit and intrigue in the shopping mall are far away, but in fact, Wen Qiliang has not given up paying attention to the changes in the business world of Yunguang officialdom.

Wang Yuanshan took Ye Ting to Shanghai before dawn, and when the news reached his ears, he keenly felt that something might be wrong, and he rushed to the municipal party committee compound non-stop after receiving a call from Zhang Yifan's secretary.

"Secretary Zhang."

Zhang Yifan turned around and looked at Wen Qiliang with frosty white sideburns in amazement, and couldn't help but say, "Old Wen, your hair is so white." ”

"I should have thought about it behind closed doors at home, and I just wandered in the forest, but the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, and my hair turned gray overnight, which was almost the same as Wu Zixu passing the Zhao Pass." Wen Qiliang sighed.

"Something happened to Yu Jun." Zhang Yifan put the teacup on the black lacquered wood table, sat down and looked at Wen Qiliang and said slowly.

Wen Qiliang's eyebrows trembled: "What's wrong?" ”

"I had a car accident in Hangzhou, and I was still in the hospital, and the latest news is that I am very likely to become a vegetative person." Zhang Yifan patted the leather armrests on the chair, looked at Wen Qiliang with a cloudy face, and asked, "What are your plans?" ”

"Me?" Wen Qiliang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "What else can I do?" ”

"Lao Wen, you are underestimating yourself, Huangyin Real Estate still has four projects in operation, in addition to Mingyang, there are many places to be renovated in the city, and the old city area, you can also try it again." Zhang Yifan said with a slight smile.

"Where is Mayor Wang?" After pondering for a while, Wen Qiliang asked tentatively.

"Mayor Toyama has a lot of things to do lately." Zhang Yifan said meaningfully, "I heard that Lin Zixuan, who was negotiating in Shenzhen, and Wang Jingxiang, who was in Lanjiang, also rushed to Hangzhou. ”

"What does Secretary Zhang mean?" Wen Qiliang sat up straight and asked excitedly.

"The mayor of this distant mountain is not here, and the affairs of the government still have to be carried out. The renovation of the old city in the south, with a construction area of 300,000 square meters, will be open for bidding next month according to the original plan, and I think it will take a little longer, and it is not impossible to advance it to this week. Huangyin Real Estate is a veteran developer of Yunguang and should compete for it. Zhang Yifan said in a calm tone.

Wen Qiliang glanced at Zhang Yifan deeply, and suddenly got up and said, "Secretary Zhang, then I'll go back and arrange it now." ”

"Well, go ahead, don't worry about financial difficulties, I heard that the Municipal Construction Bank still has a lot of indicators that have not yet been completed." After Zhang Yifan finished speaking, he picked up the teacup on the small table and took a sip gently.

……

The plane landed slowly at Pudong Airport, Yu Chenghe walked out with a blue face, Lin Shurong followed behind with red eyes, Zheng Chusheng explained to the staff of the Hangzhou Municipal Government who came to pick up the plane, and they led him directly out of the airport from the fastest channel.

I didn't bring Xiaoxiao, I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand it, so I told the nanny at home to take good care of her before leaving. But Xiaoxiao seemed to feel something, and sensitively pulled the corner of Lin Shurong's clothes with a crying voice and wanted her grandmother to take her with her.

After being rejected by Lin Shurong with a hard heart, Xiao Xiao sat on the ground and watched Yu Chenghe and Lin Shurong leave the villa blankly.

"Mayor Yu ......"

Xie Qing accompanied him to Pudong Airport to pick up the plane, his broken arm was still in a plaster cast around his neck.

"How do you do this bodyguard?" When Lin Shurong saw Xie Qing, her tears couldn't stop falling, and her voice was trembling.

Xie Qing lowered his head silently, the accident happened very suddenly, and when he wanted to protect Yu Jun, he had lost his center of gravity, and Yu Jun wanted to protect Wu Yu, the two were separated by a row, Xie Qing put his hand on the seat and wanted to turn over, and the entire Jinbei car was knocked down.

"Don't blame him." Yu Chenghe said, patted Xie Qing's shoulder as comfort, and got into the car arranged by the Hangzhou Municipal Government.

Along the way, the alarm was pulled and rushed to Hangzhou Renai Hospital, where Yu Jun was treated, and the corridor outside the intensive care room was already full of people.

A pretty girl couldn't stop sobbing with a worried expression, and said vaguely: "If I hadn't made that damn joke, how could he be like this, it's all me, it's all me, it's all my ......"

"Don't complain about yourself, it's not your fault." A stunning girl comforted her, and although her white cheeks still had tears from crying, her eyes always flashed with strength and stubbornness.

She believed that Yu Jun would never die so lightly, and one day, he would ride a white horse to marry her.

"Rain, Qin Xue." Zheng Chusheng, who was walking in the front, shouted.

Sun Yuhao raised his head and looked at Zheng Chusheng and Yu Chenghe and Lin Shurong behind him, took out a handkerchief in his pocket that he didn't know how many times he had wiped his tears, wiped away the tears on his face, and greeted him.

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