One thousand two hundred and five questioned

After a meal, Lao Jin walked out of the hotel with Mr. Liu, and after repeatedly guaranteeing something, he watched this old meritorious service who made outstanding contributions to this year's sensational event in the world, and after leaving, Cai turned around and returned to the hotel again accompanied by his secretary.

Lao Jin, who returned to the private room, thought about Mr. Liu's words, they are all masters who have been immersed in this way all year round, even people like Lao Jin are inevitably vulgar, so Lao Jin immediately took out his mobile phone to make some of his relationship calls, wanting to confirm what Mr. Liu said.

After some inquiry, Lao Jin completely understood what was going on that could be directly pointed out by a big man like Mr. Liu.

This matter has to start from the beginning of the withdrawal of the gods of C City from C City after they retreated.

Just after Liu Zhu, Wang Minglin, Wei Ren and a large group of people all withdrew from C City one after another, the situation in C City at that time once again fell into an embarrassing era of green and yellow, and the old bastards who had long been famous were all resolutely closed under their own interest chains, and even a little bit of a feeling that people were going to retire in their old age, and although the new generation of bastards were extremely vigorous one by one, they tried to get up and end this era, and it was even more urgent to change the dynasty. But those old guys just don't give you a chance to come up, and someone always gives you the sentence "No one can succeed casually!" at critical moments! ”

So for a while, the chaotic situation in City C began to surface, and no matter whether they had a grudge or not, they all started to fight openly and secretly.

And just after Wei Ren, Wang Minglin, and Liu Zhu left City C one after another, Hon Hai's life is also undergoing earth-shaking changes, first of all, the return of Xuelan.

Just after everything seemed to have returned to calm, Xue Lan suddenly appeared at the door of Hon Hai's house by herself, looking at the familiar door Xue Lan suddenly felt a little sad and a little indescribable emotion.

Hon Hai, who had always forced himself to suppress and wanted to find Xue Lan, was still ready to go out to work as usual, but as soon as he walked out of the house, he was suddenly startled by Xue Lan in front of him.

"You...... How did you get back? Hon Hai looked at the moving Xue Lan and rubbed her eyes in disbelief and asked.

"I've been waiting for you to find me......" Xue Lan said to Hon Hai with a smile after gently brushing her hair with her hand.

"I ......"

"I'm Xiao Hai who came back to pack things...... Xue Lan didn't let Hon Hai say what he wanted to say, maybe Hon Hai couldn't say anything, and bluntly stated the purpose of his return.

Hon Hai was stunned for a moment after hearing Xue Lan's words, then nodded and moved away.

After Xue Lan walked into her and Hon Hai's home, she looked at the familiar room, and her nose was a little uncontrollable for a while, and then she said softly, "Xiaohai, in fact, it's quite difficult to let go of hatred, even I can't make you forget what you want to stick to, right?" ”

Hon Hai stood behind Xue Lan, and several times wanted to reach out and hug the woman he had always missed but didn't know where to find it.

"Xiaohai, in fact, the whole thing has nothing to do with you, it's just that you want to give yourself a reasonable explanation, so in the end, you yourself are lost in hatred......" Xue Lan said, turning around and looking at the man she loved, she said.

"Who took it away from you? Isn't it Wei Ren? Hon Hai looked into Xue Lan's eyes, eager to know the answer.

Xue Lan shook her head lightly and said, "No...... Xiaohai, I'm leaving......"

Hon Hai stared at Xue Lan and turned into the bedroom, and then began to gently pack up the application and leave softly again, as if today was another ordinary beginning, Xue Lan had never come back, and even after Xue Lan left, Hon Hai couldn't feel that there had been such a woman around him, a woman who took care of his own life.

That night, Hon Hai fell drunk in a hotel, Hu Wenbo sighed, looked at the drunk Hon Hai, called again to ask people to cancel the ticket he had already booked to go home, and then helped Hon Hai back to his home step by step.

"Wenbo? I'm a waste of riding a horse, and my woman was kidnapped, but in order to take revenge, I stepped on a horse and didn't care about it......" Hon Hai lay on the bed in pain and kept shouting, while Hu Wenbo looked at Hon Hai silently......

"Wenbo ...... Give me some wine, I haven't had enough! ”

"Cultural Museum ......"

Hon Hai shouted one by one, and Hu Wenbo sat on the side and watched this once pure as jade as the happiest person in the world, a brother who had always had a pure heart with his classmates for many years, and finally Hu Wenbo picked up his phone and dialed his father's phone.

At that time, it seemed that he was attending the meeting on an important occasion, and Mr. Liu, who had just ended, was reminded by the secretary in a whisper.

"It's Wenbo's phone!" The secretary carefully took the mobile phone and handed it to Mr. Liu.

Mr. Liu nodded a little surprised, then stood up with the phone and walked to the window, and then asked with a smile: "We haven't had it for so many years, you called me for a while, and you said much, let's talk, what's the matter?" ”

Hu Wenbo didn't care about what Mr. Liu said, and opened his mouth directly and said, "Mr. Liu, I just want to ask who you upper-level bigwigs are doing all kinds of things for!" ”

"Huh?" Mr. Liu didn't expect his own son to suddenly ask himself such a question.

"Why are you still discussing with me the worries of the world? When you encounter something, tell your family that this is what a child strives for the most, instead of telling me directly like you that it is wrong to say that the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, can you understand what I mean? Mr. Liu patiently tapped Hu Wenbo.

"Mr. Liu, when you come to the Northeast again, I really hope you can take a look at those things that are really at the bottom, and the people who are really in turmoil are people who are struggling to get out of the predicament, not those who are high up and want to make a big contribution every day, big things, such as the former Uncle Hong, you know that if there were no two fathers and sons, I would never call you in my life, but why are good people never rewarded? Can you make that clear? Anyway, I don't know! Hu Wenbo angrily asked at his piano sound.

Mr. Liu listened to his son's questioning and fell into deep thought for a while.