Put aside the love between Zhang Bo and Miao'er, and go back to the pen to talk about the guest who came without invitation.

Zhang Tsaiyi left the sky full of clouds, drove the red Chery, all the way south, and when he reached the Xiqiao of Xiacun, the car stopped because his mobile phone rang.

"Hello?" He answered the phone.

"How's it going? "The voice of the phone is a dull voice.

"It's not what I expected, this person doesn't love money." Zhang Cunyi answered truthfully.

"How much do you give him? There's no deduction in between, right? Said in a deep voice.

"I don't dare to die because my brother is also on the land. It's the people in the same boat as you. Zhang Zaiyi's eyebrows were sweating, whether it was nervousness or hot weather, and it was impossible to distinguish between them.

"You haven't said how much to him? The voice was powerful, like a knife on his neck.

"Five million, and later told him that there was no cap. We had a recording of our conversations, and we didn't have them all in our files. Zhang Zaiyi said.

"Hurry up and figure it out, there will be more unpredictable after sixty chapters." The angry voice was murderous and fearful.

"I'll think about it, let me go back to the city." Answered the phone over there.

Zhang Ziyi took out a pack of cigarettes from the car, opened it and took out one and burned it, the car was too hot, he rolled the window, drove off the bridge, and parked in the woods next to the road.

It's cool in the locust forest, and the late acacia is blooming. On both sides of the bridge, there are two poplars, and when the wind blows, it is full of white hair, and when it is not blowing, it is full of green. Because the back of the leaf is velvety white, it has the attributes of yin and yang.

Zhang Zai Yi said in his heart: Maybe I am Mao Baiyang's leaf,"

"Jingle bell," the phone rang again.

"Hey! Zhang hurriedly answered the phone again.

"How's it going?" A thin voice, half male and half female.

"If you take my money, you will give it to me. Sixty chapters into the novel, the society's reaction is so big, the public security side got inspiration from his novel, once the case is reversed, we have no way out. We don't make you much more comfortable. "The thin voice is like a murder knife.

Zhang Tsaiyi sweated again, this time nervous.

"I know that there is no breakthrough, and from his speech and demeanor, his manuscript is not at home. Estimated over there by the Journalist Press. Zhang Ziyi said.

"No matter what you think, let him stop publishing immediately. He burned his manuscript by hand, and when he wanted to write again, he went to Huangquan Road.... The sound over there stopped.

Zhang Zaiyi was stupid and stunned. What to do? Back to the city, I am saying, go to the Wenhe Lido.

He got into the car, changed direction, and drove off the national highway not far away.

……。

Wenhe Lido, built by the river, the surging river surging forward. The river, without looking closely, it just moves slowly. It was as if the boat was parked in the dock and the water was stuck in the small lake. Look closely, it will be amazing, all the way to the mighty forward, surging forward, the sunset on its body, cut by the water shears to smash. It can't be formed into a sunset picture on the water.

Due to the rappel of the night. The bright afternoon was swept away, and the lights on both sides of the river, looking from afar, looked like a mirage in the clouds. Along the weeping willows, the fog and dew are polished in the lights. Like a sleepwalk, swimming from the north of the county to the south of Wencheng, plus the bridge crossing, it is like a long dream.

Wenhe Lidu is an entertainment place, divided into bars and Kara 0K, tired, nervous workers for a day, come here to relax, have a cup of tea, drink a glass of wine, chat, sing, dance, and talk about love. Standard night market life.

The boss of Wenhe Lido is Liu Yihong, who is also twenty-five or sixteen years old, standing in front of the office window, watching the flowing water in the Wenhe River. Wearing a gold ring, holding a glass of water, drinking and playing at the same time, wearing a water-red cardigan jacket, long eyelashes, light blue eyeshadow, the eyeshadow is full of blurred colors.

"Woohoo! With three soft knocks at the door, she turned around and said, "Come in, a dream." ”

"Mr. Liu, Zhang Zaiyi is looking for you." At the opening of the door, a girl walked in, it was a dream, a dream in Liu Yihong's mouth, and it was also a good figure, with her hair touching the willows, Ting Ana, wearing a blue overalls, showing the beauty of her curved body and packaging, she was not inferior to Liu Yihong's appearance.

"Let him wait for me in the No. 1 small suite, and remove all the recording and video equipment he brought, Liu Yihong gave the order softly.

A dream turned around and came out.

Liu Yihong turned around and sat back in the chair in front of the desk, she took a lady's cigarette from the table, smoked it very elegantly, and spit out a long string of smoke rings in her mouth. Each string of smoke rings grows from small to large, and at the end of the line, the network boat opens. After smoking a cigarette, he got up and walked out of his seat.

In the No. 1 small suite, Zhang Zaiyi sat on the sofa and drank tea. It was a dream that made him tea.

"A dream, why hasn't Mr. Liu come yet." Zhang Zaiyi was a little uneasy.

"She's busy, she'll be over soon." Ichimeng smiled at him. The woman's laughter is a sedative, Zhang Ziyi is obviously not anxious, and has a lot of patience.

The door finally opened, and Liu Yihong walked in, smiling and saying, "Lawyer Zhang, wait a long time." Liu Yihong's smile is more charming, he smiled at Zhang Zaiyi very artistically, snorting and indecisive and delicate, she focused on the advantages of the casino, and showed it in front of Zhang Zaiyi, whether it was intentional or unintentional, it was always a woman's effect.

"Wait." Zhang Zaiyi said expressionlessly. It's also like having a little color. Active, spring breeze and snow.

"How's my cousin's business? Liu Yihong asked. Saying it lightly, she sat down across from him.

"It's not going well, this ± doctor doesn't love money. Zhang Zaiyi said. A little discouraged.

"What my cousin asked you to do for him, it's mysterious. Liu Yihong wanted to know the content of Lu Dao. She looked at the old man in front of her and thought of Zhang Bo in her hometown, who went to the Nakamura clinic that year to see a doctor, and was better than a doctor, with a good character, a good temperament, and a good language. once gave him a flying kiss, and she once swore that if she couldn't help but give a flying kiss, she would marry whoever she wanted, otherwise she wouldn't marry. The person in front of him looks the same as Zhang Bo, and he does not have Zhang Bo's connotation and charm. Besides, Feiyue didn't call this fake Zhang Bo.

"Your cousin, you explain to him, this matter is not easy to handle, and formal means are useless." Zhang Zaiyi said.

"You're going to the end of your lawyer's seat. The peasants beat you up and sue you. You first need activity funds, use your car to fuel you, pay for meals, pay for accommodation, and award 108,000 yuan for a grade 10 disability. You take one-third, not including the five-percent fee." Liu Yihong admonished him unhurriedly.

"Your cousin came to me by chance, he picked up one of my business cards. The funds for the event are transferred by you. Zhang Zaiyi complained a little.

"You meet an opponent now, he is a black self-eater, he is now engaged in stone development, more than 20 mines, more than 10 factories, raising a lot of idle food, you can't do anything. Spending his money, will it end well? Liu Yihong smiled, without pretense.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just to buy Zhang Bo's novel at all costs." Zhang leaked his art, so he leaked his mouth.

"Zhang Bo? What does Zhang Bo's novel have to do with him? Liu Yihong was disgusted and questioned, but with a smile on his face.

"There's definitely something going on inside. Zhang Zaiyi felt that there was no need to hide. Cousins!

"What could that be. It should be a matter of land, and this has nothing to do with a village doctor. Besides, fiction is artistic fiction that everyone knows about, and it is not an indictment. Liu Yihong wanted to figure it out. But there was no such meaning in the expression.

"There are social novelists who guide society and people's minds. His novel has been reposted in sixty chapters on many websites, the first sixty chapters, what can be explained in these sixty chapters? This is certain, what Zhang Bo hinted at in the novel. What was said and what was pointed out? Zhang Zaiyi's cold face. Like the extreme cold air rushed out of the air conditioner, the conversation is also cool and swishing.

"What's the name of their novel? Liu Yihong asked. And he said, "I'd like to see it." ”

"The Ballad of the Reclining Buddha." Zhang Tsaiyi was afraid of wasting words, so his words were short.

"What are you doing today? Liu Yihong got up and wanted to leave, but sat down again.

"I can't do your cousin's work, return the money to him." Zhang Zaiyi said.

"Don't regret it, such a budget for the event." Liu Yihong smiled and said.

"Five hundred thousand." Zhang Zaiyi took out money from the bag next to him: "Don't let his son Liu Sanban call me." Give, you transfer the money to me, or you transfer it back. Zhang Zaiyi said bluntly.

"Throw it on the table and I'll pass it on to him." Liu Yihong stood up, slowed down, and said softly: "Your choice is right." ”

"Just now, didn't you say that he had black and white, and he couldn't spare me? Zhang Zaiyi has a problem to worry about, but he is not afraid, people are just dead.

"It's just now, it's now, it's so long-winded to make a friend like yours, oh, don't mind." Liu Yihong was a little upset, but in general, the language was not hurtful, and her face was smiling.

"Oh, that's hard to understand." Zhang Zaiyi said that he wanted to say: inexplicable.

"Let me explain to you, my cousin generally doesn't go to extremes unless he drives him crazy." Liu Yihong's indifferent demeanor told him.

"He's crazy if he doesn't do this work?" Zhang Zaiyi was incredulous.

"It's not that you don't despise you." Liu Yihong said lightly.

"I'm not afraid of depreciation, but I still have a bit of personality, and now, there are officials on the land and national taxes who contact me." Zhang Bo hangs out, but he regrets it a little, he always talks about the wrong issues today, and he says it when he shouldn't say it.

"Come on, government officials are looking for you, looking for your greed!" Liu Yihong was very alert when he found the problem, as sensitive as a rabbit to a hunting dog.

"I also want to do the same thing, buy Zhang Bo's novels, the price starts at 5 million yuan, and there is no upper limit." After Zhang Ziyi finished speaking, he looked at this friend who had forgotten his year.

"Oh, I see. ..., you, no, the same did not complete the task. Liu Yihong chuckled in his heart, shocked by this information, this thing seemed extraordinary.

"It's a big deal to die, Zhang Bo is not guilty." Zhang Zaiyi said coldly.

"You can go, I'll solve the matter on my cousin's side, I must have nothing to do with you, don't have any worries." Liu Yihong became more and more refreshing.

Zhang Zaiyi is looking for this result. But I don't know what Liu Yihong is doing to Zhang Bo, she always blushes when she mentions Zhang Bo, and he always changes his appearance when he mentions Zhang Bo. Leave him alone, leave, and then go to meet the old man with a loud voice, and the voiced voice of Weng.

To be continued! (To be continued......)