The black sedan slowly drove away from the gate of the public security bureau before the morning mist cleared, and within a few hours, Zhang Xueru would be acquitted.

Driving out of the avenue, the trees on both sides flew through the car windows and in the reflection, and the young man's slender and handsome fingertips had already read the book at a glance and ten lines.

Front row.

"Ahem." Lang Jian couldn't help coughing twice, looked at his friend's indifferent face from the rearview mirror, and reminded: "It's not a serious way to pick up girls by doing good deeds without leaving a name, this time you made a lot of effort to support your sister, you didn't want to invite credit?" ”

To be honest, even though the girls have led people into the house, Lang Jian still feels that her friend has a widowed and lonely face.

Huo Jingyun closed the book, closed his eyes slightly, swept lightly to the mirror, and said, "No need to soak." ”

Lang Jian still thought that his kaolin flower's dead nature did not change, and then heard another sentence, "She will be mine." ”

She'll be mine.

No one can touch it.

Lang Jian was stunned, and then was stunned by the earth-shattering speech.

Is this still his unkindness, and the forbidden valley owes a cold friend!

However, no matter how curious and entangled he was, Huo Jingyun didn't pay attention to him anymore.

The light outside the car window flickered, and the mottled gap between the sky fell on his slightly drooping eyelids, and a cold nick gradually appeared on his cold eyebrows.

The cover of the book that is kept at hand is a strong color that is different from that of the 80s.

A man and a woman in the center snuggled together, handsome and gentle, like a match made in heaven.

And the story is also like the cover, which tells the story of a pair of childhood sweethearts in a small mountain village, from a simple production team to a decade of turmoil, economic recovery, returning from school to use knowledge, leading the village to make a fortune, and finally moving the world to a happy ending.

At that time, the emotions were sincere and simple, and the girl who was struggling to guard the countryside looked forward to learning the bamboo horse, and the other party lived up to the original covenant and knocked and married as a bride from the neighboring village.

The story is smooth, full of vitality in the 80s, and everyone is working together to be well-off.

But Huo Jingyun's eyebrows tightened more and more.

None of them.

Because of the names of childhood sweethearts in this book, they are Lian Xiao and Liu Changfeng.

"Liu Changfeng ......"

The carriage is quiet.

The front seat heard his whispering, and Lang Jian took the opportunity to stick out his head again and said, "This name is quite familiar." Did you go to college in the capital? When I went home, I heard the old man mention that there was a student with good talent who wanted to stay in school to do research, but he didn't go back to his hometown to give back to the public, and I regretted that I wanted to help him. ”

Although Lang Jian is not in tune, he runs freight from all over the world, but his family is a real scholarly family.

His dad was a university professor.

But apparently this topic did not arouse the interest of friends, but hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Really?"

Huo Jingyun responded coldly, and the corners of his lips rarely hooked a light smile, which seemed not only not close, but made people feel cold all over the body.

Lang Jian closed his mouth playfully and stopped talking.

After signing the contract with the economy and trade, Huo Jingyun also officially became a shareholder of more than eighty percent of the town's enterprises, as the main investor of the early funds, Zhang Haiquan was so smiling that he couldn't see his teeth.

Especially when he saw the investment amount of Lianjia Textile Factory, Zhang Haiquan sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Even the little boss is really as wise as a torch."

This business is a good hand, and even finding a partner is fast and ruthless.

"Did she mention me?"

Huo Jingyun, who had just stepped out of the door, paused slightly and looked back.

"What's more, how many people want to catch up with her these days, she didn't care, and she counted the days as days, and she called to ask on the day of the rainstorm."

Zhang Haiquan babbled on and on gossip, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Huo Jingyun add: "Give Lianjia Textile Factory an extra 100,000 yuan." ”