CH.20 The Museum of Bloodshed (10)
"His Royal Highness the Prince, the old slave has long made it clear to the Lord Banzai that he will not let the cult spread and confuse Gyeonggi, but Banzai not only hates the old slave for polluting his hearing, but also interferes in the government affairs in a disorderly manner, refuses to forgive, and lets the old slave go to the cold palace to serve those resentful women...... I want the emperor to favor His Royal Highness, although he has not been established as a prince, but in another ten years, the emperor will return to heaven and His Royal Highness will inherit the unification, which is also expected. The old slave had the courage to speak, saying that there was a rakshasa in the north, Zhang Geer's wolf ambition in the west, the Jiangnan cult became more and more violent, the pirate Zhang Bao ate inside and out, and he was an official in the court, and his wife Qin was still making trouble at sea. These old slaves are anxious in their hearts, and they can't sleep well! But His Royal Highness is more rigid than the previous emperor, which is really not much better, which is cold! Today's great change can be said to be unpleasant to retribution......"
"Mianning" listened to him more and more outrageous, and felt even more absurd, and wanted to ask him why he changed his lines, but somehow, he only felt that the old eunuch's voice was extremely in place, and when he talked about the excitement, he was sharp and high-pitched, awe-inspiring, and terrifying.
"Tibetan Red Hat Living Buddha Shamarpa was poisoned in the year His Royal Highness was born, if it weren't for the loyalty of the old slave and the discovery of the mystery, Your Highness, you can still grow so big? Now, the future saint is still obsessed and doesn't need the help of the old slave? The old slave was also happy to thank Busen. Today, the old slave came to tell His Highness who the real ruler of this China, this eastern land, is ......! ā
Before Mianning could figure out what was going on, he was so frightened by the real fear he saw with his own eyes that he screamed wildly, and his feet were unsteady, and he stumbled down the steps, and then rolled down. At the same time as him, there were more than a dozen bloody real human heads, two or three of which were unshaved, and they should be the crew of the crew. "Mianning's" tears and snot blurred her face, and she spat and cried continuously: "You...... Are you crazy? ā¦ā¦ IāI'm not Daoguang! I'm not an emperor......"
"I know...... But I just can't help it. I really don't want to see this ugly history repeating itself over and over again......"
In the endless darkness, a tall, thin figure walked out slowly, as if walking out of ancient history. "Mianning" could only see very vaguely in his eyes filled with tears that he was wearing the clothes of a Manchu eunuch, but he was wearing a red and yellow crown on his head, and he saw a pair of thin hands that were dry like ancient vines stretched out in the darkness, shaking the long hollow silk and enamel nail covers worn at the ends of his nails, slowly stretching out in front of his eyes......
An Hongyu ...... I'm An Hongyu......"
In the mist of dusk, this small Forbidden City really rendered a bit of royal charm, and the sharp and high-pitched strange sound came from inside, faintly turning into an ancient bell......
And in the same city in another dimension, or even on the same continent, all the people with superpowers, whether they belong to the Five Gates or live alone, are deeply shocked: An Hongyu is out!
In the Hongding Temple in Yanzhou, among the monks who were cleaning the snow, there was an extremely tall and sturdy middle-aged monk who slowly raised his head.
Zuo Kunlun has arrived in Yanzhou.
In the Songhe Temple in Yanzhou, among the many Taoist priests who were unraveling, a short and thin old Taoist priest with a bitter face suddenly let go of his hand, and a stick of incense fell to the ground.
Shi Xingzhou has arrived in Yanzhou.
In the open-air venue of the Yanzhou Cultural Palace, a group of old men and old ladies are playing tai chi. One of them, a fat man who looked like a nouveau riche, suddenly retracted, and his small eyes, which had been squinting, suddenly opened and looked in the direction where Qiyun Town was.
Ye Jinglan has arrived in Yanzhou.
In the cafeteria on the second floor of the four international entertainment VIPs of Yanzhou's largest enterprise, Shan Juejin's private nutrition Chinese medicine doctor Dr. Li also trembled slightly, then got up and walked towards the elevator.
"Hello, Dr. Li...... What are you? The security guard outside the company's headquarters office was surprised and asked, "Do you have any expenses to be reimbursed?" "There is almost no one here who does not know Li Songhuang, although he doesn't even know his full name, but they all know that he is the boss's Chinese medicine and nutrition expert, and he is highly respected by the high-ups. Although the floor where the headquarters office is located is generally not allowed for outsiders to enter, if Li Songhuang intends to come in, the security guard does not dare to stop him, and hurriedly finds the office director.
Li Songhuang was still smiling, which was almost the same face he had never changed: "That's right." I used to buy some of the company's original shares through a relationship, but I haven't been listed for a long time, and now I want to find someone to sell them at three times the price, is it trading here? ā
The director of the office secretly thought: "The boss doesn't give you more than 200,000 a year, right?" Isn't this tantamount to showing that you don't trust the company's ability to go public? Isn't this a slap in the face of the boss? No wonder you're sneaky, don't you dare to let your boss know? But it was not appropriate for him to ask this, so he just changed the subject and asked, "How many original shares do you hold?" ā
This was a relatively rude personal question, but Li Songhuang was not angry, and asked with a smile: "Does this have anything to do with it?" ā
"That's right, if the stock you hold is as high as a certain price and you don't want outsiders to know, the finance department and securities department under the jurisdiction of our office can't handle it. You have to go up to the 18th floor. ā
Li Songhuang was vigilant in his heart, but his face was still silent: "I hold 500,000 shares." ā
The director of the office was taken aback and thought to himself: "The boss is really biased towards you, I have 500,000 savings and want to buy it, but the boss won't give me a quota." Now it's okay, since you want to sell again, it means that you are not optimistic, and it means that the listing opportunity is slim. Haha, you deserve to be unlucky! ā
Li Songhuang could also see that after achieving his goal, he asked, "Why do you want to go up to the 18th floor?" The chairman's office and reception hall are the 17th floor, isn't the 18th floor his private place? ā
"I haven't been up once, and I thought you were qualified to go up." The director of the office spoke quietly, but his expression could not hide his schadenfreude and jealousy, "On the 18th floor, in addition to the chairman's leisure place, there is also a private financial department, where the leaders and employees seem to be relatives of the boss, and they hold a large number of original shares, no less than these shareholders with foreign surnames. They are responsible for major financial matters. But if you want to go up, you have to go to the 17th floor first, the elevator is designed like this, with the permission of the chairman, you can go to the 18th floor, which means that you have to inform the chairman, there is no other way. The stairs are sealed from the 16th floor. Dr. Li, I believe that you have made a great contribution to the health of the chairman, and the chairman will definitely not allow it, just tell him that it is okay. ā
Li Songhuang was not angry, because he was not angry about this at all, he just smiled and nodded in thanks, and then turned around and went downstairs without taking the elevator. When he reached the window on the next floor, he saw that there was no one around, so he opened the window and stretched his body outward.
Shan Juejin, chairman of the four international groups on the 17th floor, who was receiving important customers, suddenly twitched his eyelids, only to feel a black shadow passing through the window, and then disappeared without a trace.
"What's wrong with you?" The customer saw that his expression was different.
"No...... No, it's nothing......" Shan Juejin didn't believe his eyes either, rubbed them vigorously, and said, "Maybe it's too little sleep." Let's move on. ā
Ten seconds later, the window of the side passage on the 18th floor showed Li Songhuang's face. Li Songhuang climbed the wall outside the window with one hand, and raised his five fingers together with the other, and on his long fingers, the tips of his nails were like the blades of a scalpel, and then began to cut along the edges. The last spark went out, and the whole window pane fell off from the window frame, and was caught in time before being gently lowered to the ground.
Li Songhuang slowly walked into the hall, where every room was closed, believing that it was either unimaginably poor and luxurious, or there was a major secret related to the survival of the company. He had barely taken a few steps when the electronic monitor on the wall slowly moved towards him. This subtle voice quickly reached Li Songhuang's ears, and his face suddenly became extremely hideous, it was hard to imagine that such a delicate, kind, knowledgeable, morbidly beautiful young talent, the devil would actually lend him his expression.
Li Songhuang hurriedly covered his face, there were no stones available, he could only lean over and knock it down with his fist. At this time, the synchronized footage had already reached the private security section next to the finance room, and the door of the security department suddenly opened, and four or five black men walked out, staring at him coldly.
The door of the private finance room also opened, and the people inside were really some gentlemen, the men were fat and big-eared, and the women were also full of fat, all of them were wearing famous brands, and they looked frightened. Most of them have never seen Li Songhuang, because Li Songhuang himself can only go up to the 17th floor.