Chapter 187: The Last Message
Obviously, the team that followed Lian Xiao was all veterans of doing business in the sea.
Even the introverted osmanthus at the beginning honed his ability to see and speak at the braised meat stall.
Even Gu Xisuan has thoroughly seen the skills of this group of people, and the biggest pastime and hobby on the train has become to see how they make money in various ways.
And Lian Xiao, who used to be the director of the factory, did not have any reserve, and even worked hard to be active than anyone else.
Lian Guxi saw her plan and originally wanted to persuade her, but was stopped by Lian Zhennan.
"Let her go, Xiaoxiao didn't want to rely on us in the first place."
Lian Zhennan seemed to be accustomed to it, but Lian Guxi sighed, "I didn't expect that I hadn't seen him for a few years, and the little little boy who could only cry and cry to find his brother became like this." ”
"Yes, she has indeed grown up a lot since the accident at home."
The conversation between the brothers happened to be overheard by Lian Dahai.
At that time, he leaned against the car window and looked at the excessively slender back of the girl who was busy walking, and he was also in a trance.
Which one is the real laughter.
The time on the train is not fast, because the rest time is long, and sometimes the front of the train needs to be cooled down, and a delay is a few days of travel.
In the evening of the next day, after dinner, Lian Lian, who was leaning against the window to blow the wind, was stunned by a smile.
Something seems to be off track.
She looked up into the unknown distance, her eyes revealing some mixed emotions.
At the same time, in a town that had just experienced a nightmare, the door of a room in a suburban building for foreign guests was opened.
The tall figure of a man in a black suit strode forward, and his shiny black leather shoes stepped on the red carpet, hiding the blood stains on the tips of the shoes.
"What about others?"
The man spoke, his voice low and slightly hoarse, like a knife in the edge of winter.
Because of the day and night, the neckline of the suit is slightly open, but the momentum that erupts is more and more amazing.
The subordinate by the door lowered his head lower, tensed up when he answered, and said carefully: "Brother Lang has returned to Beijing first, saying that he has something to do." ”
Stepping on the steps of the old and young of the Lian family, he ran fast.
The man glanced at his subordinates coldly, and left a sentence, "In the room, clean up." ”
He pulled his steps away and strode away like a meteor.
That subordinate is Lang Jian's person, who also participated in forcing the Lian family away before, and is now left to guard Liu Changfeng.
At first, he still felt that Brother Lang was making too much fuss, and according to the friendship between the two families, Huo Jingyun would never turn his face for a woman.
But when he pushed open the door and saw the scene inside, he instantly felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the door of his head, and he couldn't move for a long time......
The burned down family building was left unattended, and after the compensation was settled, it became an ominous place.
In the evening, the black car drove into the compound, and Huo Jingyun wore an expensive suit and walked into the blackened and mottled corridor.
Sixth floor.
The green iron door had been burned and deformed, and all the furniture had been burned, even the windows on one side of the corridor were pitch black and did not cast a single light.
Huo Jingyun remembered that they had kissed here.
A flash flashed through his memory, his eyes moved slightly, and he found a letter against the wall inside the door.
On the brown paper cover, his name was written in familiar strokes.
Huo Jingyun's fingertips tightened, opened the envelope, and took out a thin page inside.
The content of the letter was very short, basically full of numbers, densely listed in a bunch, and finally the girl's handprint was pressed at the place of payment.
This is Lian Xiao's last message to him.
An IOU for a failed investment in a factory.