2. Poor Literature and Rich Martial Arts (I)

"Don't look at me, Yilan said that only the eldest sister and Zhu Tong have the power to decide on Donghai investment, and only they know the account password. If you think about it, have you forgotten something? ”

Lan Zhanjiang picked up the crystal wine glass, swayed the dark red wine, and took a few breaths under his lips.

"Wine is the fragrance of Chen; But not the older the wine, the better. The one who can do it just right is the master brewer. At least that's true. There is no truth in the rivers and lakes, only rules, and the rivers and lakes do not need truth. Donghai Investment belongs to the entire Jianghu, and only it has the right to invest in Jianghu friends. I say that, that's clear enough, right? ”

"I don't understand." This sentence is still Zhu Tong and Liu Xilan asked at the same time.

"In the history of the rivers and lakes, there have always been people who have secretly done everything for those chivalrous warriors, you know, it is very expensive to maintain the glorious image of a hero. They can't be robbers, they can't do business, they can't be killers, they can't accept the favors of the court; What do they rely on when they call friends to be happy with grievances, indulge in singing and drinking, and laugh proudly at the end of the world? Since ancient times, it takes a lot of money to cultivate a smart martial arts, and it takes even more money to do chivalry. ”

No one answered this question, Lan Zhanjiang stood up and walked to the window, outside the blue crystal window, it was the bright light of Chongqing at night.

"The rivers and lakes of the past need heroes, they are the banners of the rivers and lakes. The legend of the heroes has inspired generations of hot-blooded men to join the world, and spending money on them is a good investment. At that time, it had another name, the predecessor of Donghai Investment, which was it. The people in charge of it don't need to have good martial arts, what they need is vision and good popularity, and friends in the rivers and lakes call them timely rain. But who of you knows, it's always been Bluestone who is paying this money. The predecessor of Donghai Investment is Lanjiabao and Bluestone Inn, which is Bluestone Dart Bureau and Donghai Investment. ”

Zhu Tong didn't know the history of the rivers and lakes in the past, and it was too far away for him; For Lan Zhanjiang's words, he was not surprised when he thought about it carefully. Zhou Banweng is a good example, his heroic legend is still circulating in the rivers and lakes, and it is still influencing the rivers and lakes. And in all the legendary stories of Zhou Banweng, it seems that he has never worried about money.

"But this kind of money can't be used indiscriminately, and Bluestone has had many painful lessons. Either funding non-people and causing accidental harm to the rivers and lakes is falling into the trap of people with ulterior motives. Money can make a person crazy and make people treacherous by any means, which is the inherent root of human beings. Therefore, there are strict rules within Bluestone, and I hope Miss Mei understands. If I give you this money, I'll break the rules. From a purely investment point of view, Miss Mei, I think your plan is too risky; The board of directors of Longbang Investment would not have agreed to such a risky investment. ”

Speaking of which, it still means that the 10 million that Mei Lanting needs must be invested by the East China Sea.

"Think about it again, think about it carefully, Zhu Tong, Mr. Lan said that you know the password, Sister Liu must have told you, maybe you forgot?" Mei Lanting clutched Zhu Tong's arm like grasping a life-saving straw; The whole body was attached to Zhu Tong's body, and the two flexible masses on his chest stimulated the little liar.

In this paragraph, Zhu Tong almost lived an ascetic life similar to that of an ascetic, and the stimulation of Mei Lanting reminded him of the one-night style that the two of them had, and remembered the fiery carcass under the euphemistic green clothes.

"Miss Mei, I think that's it, I can't think of anything like you." Zhu Tong broke Mei Lanting's fingers and was grabbed by a girl who had practiced kung fu, which was really painful.

"You think, I'...... Pour you wine. Mei Lanting found her gaffe, but the anxiety on her face was really pitiful.

Zhu Tong drank wine, recalled every contact with Liu Yilan, thought of the bamboo Taoist, and thought of the mushroom rock......

"Remembered?" Mei Lanting noticed Zhu Tong's strange appearance and snuggled up again.

It is very strange between men and women, after intimate contact, the body movements will be very casual, and the instinctive protection of sensitive parts of women will be inadvertently weakened. At this moment, Mei Lanting is showing this state.

Lan Zhanjiang and Liu Xilan looked at each other and smiled, Zhu Tong was not so relaxed; I can't remember that Liu Yilan once gave him something like a password.

"Where can it be so easy? I don't really know when she gave me the password. Mr. Lan, if Sister Liu doesn't wake up, I'm sorry I'm talking about what will happen to Donghai Investment if that happens? Zhu Tong smiled apologetically at Liu Xilan and looked at Lan Zhanjiang intently. In fact, he had already remembered an uncertain clue.

When the two met for the first time, on the Bund, Zhu Tong regarded Liu Yilan as a lonely woman looking for excitement, and after the only intimate contact between the two, Liu Yilan left two counterfeit coins and a business card and left in a hurry, the numbers of the two counterfeit coins are the same, the business cards are phone numbers and email addresses, which are all clues. If Liu Yilan handed over the password to herself, it should be that time.

Zhu Tong's memory is very good, although he can't say that he will never forget it, the eight strange numbers on the counterfeit coins and the first two letters, he can roughly recall some of them. At least, he remembered that eight numbers were not repeated from one to eight, the first number was seven, and the last three numbers were one, six and eight, which was very auspicious and easy to remember.

The reason why I asked this was to test whether Lan Zhanjiang was pretending to be confused, or if he really had that stinky rule.

"If Ylang doesn't wake up, if you really don't know that number, there's a way."

"What's the solution?" Mei Lanting asked nervously.

"Him." Lan Zhanjiang pointed to Zhu Tong.

"Me?" "Him?" The little liar and Mei Lanting asked at the same time.

"Yes, that's you. If that happens, you can change your password as the executor of Tokai Investment, as long as you fulfill a procedure. ”

After Lan Zhanjiang finished speaking, he leisurely shook the wine glass in his hand, as if he was saying something very easy.

The room suddenly fell silent, and Zhu Tong twisted Long Xinghao in his hand, thinking about Lan Zhanjiang's intentions.

Donghai Investment, if it is really as he said, should be a ......

It's just that why does such a fat difference have to be the executor himself? What does Lan Zhanjiang do?

Could it be related to his own life experience? The old liar is mysterious that he doesn't tell the truth, why is Lan Zhanjiang very persistent in helping himself, when it comes to friendship, the two of them can be said to be ordinary friends; In comparison, Mei Lanting should have a closer relationship with him, and even then, he didn't help Mei Lanting.

And that strange childhood memory; Involved in these unknown things, Zhu Tong's brain became more and more chaotic, obviously something was about to pop up, but he just couldn't grasp it and couldn't see it clearly.

"An investment company with so much money should have a sound financial system, and the financial personnel of Donghai Investment don't know the password?" Zhu Tong continued to probe, but his mind became more and more chaotic.

"Tokai investment has been stopped for many years, and that was an accident. Zhu Tong, if you are sure to take over, I will tell you the reason. For the time being, Donghai Investment is in charge of Liu Yilan alone, and all the funds are in this account. The only thing I can do is to provide the right manager according to Ylang's requirements. How, have you decided? ”

Lan Zhanjiang put down his wine glass, his eyes full of hope.

"Why me? Why? Who am I? Zhu Tong muttered softly, and there was a place beating in the depths of his brain.

No one answered, and Mei Lanting leaned over again: "You'll help me, won't you?" ”

"Why? Who am I? Who is ......" Zhu Tong still muttered, holding his head, the place began to hurt.

"Because I need that money, the spring auction is about to start, if the money is not in place within a week; The gallery will go bankrupt, and our Mei family will be left with nothing. Liupin Plum Garden......"

"Why? Why me? Who am I? Zhu Tong's eyes were scattered, and gradually, he seemed to return to his childhood. He irritated himself from his glass and poured it into his mouth.

A soft nursery rhyme sounded in his ears, and he felt himself lying in a warm embrace, with his mother's nipple in his mouth.

Suddenly, two people walked through the door, laughing viciously and talking about something.

Zhu Tong couldn't hear their words, and was still immersed in his mother's arms, and in his ears, it was still the soft nursery rhyme.

"Shh......h I don't have what you want, I'll talk about it later. The child is still young, don't scare him; Good ......"

It's strange that Zhu Tong can hear his mother's words, but he can't hear what the other party is saying. He couldn't see the two people coming, his mother held him tightly in her arms, and he could only see a piece of snow-white skin.

Everything swayed, Zhu Tong could not see anything, could only feel his mother's embrace, heard the sound of the wind, and smelled the smell of blood......

"Zhu Tong, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, I don't want money, don't do that. ”

Mei Lanting shook Zhu Tong desperately, she was frightened, Zhu Tong tore her clothes like a madman, tearing everything she could catch.

This crystal hall is the best private room in the Orchid Building, with a wide atmosphere and soft light; Zhu Tong hugged Mei Lanting and rolled on the long corner sofa, his mind was in chaos, and his mouth let out a beastly howl.

Lan Zhanjiang and Liu Xilan both came around, and with the strength of the two of them, they couldn't hold down Zhu Tong, he seemed to have an infinite amount, but he only rolled on the sofa and the floor, as if he was dodging something.

"No, he's crazy, go ask Ban Weng to come." Lan Zhanjiang barely resisted, and Liu Xilan ran out quickly.

Two minutes later, when she led Zhou Banweng into the crystal hall again, the corners of Lan Zhanjiang's mouth were oozing blood, and the straight suit on his body had been torn apart; Mei Lanting is even more leaking in spring, and the clothes on his chest have long been missing. The girl's delicate ** was sucked by Zhu Tong.

Mei Lanting didn't struggle, moaning and holding Zhu Tong in his arms; His eyes were misty, and his expression was sad.

"Half Weng, what do you think is wrong with him? Just quiet for a while. Lan Zhanjiang smiled bitterly and rubbed his arm; Miss Mei has worked hard, he is really powerful; Are you drunk? ”

"He's in a hurry, why did you provoke him?" Zhou Banweng pointed at the big vertebral point behind Zhu Tong, grabbed Zhu Tong's wrist, and put it down for a long time.

"We were discussing the matter of Donghai Investment, and all of a sudden he had a seizure without any warning; Sheeran can testify, I really didn't say anything. Lan Zhanjiang hurriedly asked himself.

"It's nothing, just sleep for a while. Sheeran, send him to the guest room, and see what the hell are you doing? It's a good kid to be like this by you. Zhou Banweng unbuttoned Zhu Tong's clothes and saw that in the middle of Zhu Tong's strong chest muscles, there was a terrible hollow.

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