When I returned to Fuchunju, it was already noon the next day.

Shen Yuchen seems to be really drunk and forgetful, and the dry lingering in the car last night seems to have disappeared. Ping Yan thought that he was inferior, and he must have made a big joke about her. Unexpectedly, he didn't mention it, and there was no abnormality, he still looked like a cynical young master, and he still wanted to tease Ping Yan a few words when he had the opportunity.

It's so good, she doesn't bother to deal with it.

The last birthday banquet was in an uproar, and the news of various tabloids spread far and wide, all of which revolved around Gao Zhanbiao's death. Shen Yuchen was the first object of arrangement, as he expected, he really planted a big heel in Lin Heng's impression. Lin Heng no longer talked about this doll.

Garrison Command.

The prison is full of passionate and uncompromising students, noisy and noisy. When Wang Sleeve led Shen Yuchen in, Lin Heng was pacing left and right with a pipe in his mouth, unable to make up his mind.

He smiled and said, "Uncle Lin is worried about those students?" I have a way of both. ”

Lin Heng pulled out the pipe that was leaning at the corner of his mouth, looked at him quite unexpectedly, and said, "What way?" ”

He stood humbly, stood on his heels, bowed his shoulders slightly, and showed respect without any flattery, "The students were just carried away by patriotic enthusiasm for a while, and their original intentions were still good." What they are fighting for is only to recover the mining rights of Qingzhou, which is the meaning of Beiping, we have no choice, but it is not that there is no room for maneuver. ”

"How?"

"The amount of money borrowed for military spending is huge, and those foreign banks just want to control the collateral for peace of mind. Minerals can be collateral, and so can other things.

The commercial bank under the name of Chairman Gao has monopolized Qingzhou's trade for a long time, and it has been ill for a long time, but it is also a basin of wealth. I believe that foreigners will also be very interested in those various trading houses. ”

Lin Heng raised the corners of his eyes, with some unbelievable contempt, "Do you think Gao Yuan is a paper tiger?" Can you give up those firms to others? ”

"If it happens, ask Uncle Lin to persuade the Minister of Foreign Affairs to renegotiate the mortgage contract with the foreign bank." His gaze was straight, faintly revealing some indescribable enthusiasm and firmness, "Mineral rights are not trivial, they are related to national construction, and they must not be allowed to be occupied by foreigners." ”

In just three days, it is not an exaggeration to say that Qingzhou has been turned upside down in some sense. In the troubled times, life and death, ups and downs, people seem to have become accustomed to numbness.

The contents of various newspapers in the streets and alleys filled the conversation after tea and dinner, and it was only for a few days. After a hearty heavy rain, the mountains and rivers were washed clean, and those prosperous successes and failures seemed to have been washed into the dust of history. There are more fresh and interesting newspaper contents flooding people's lives.

Ping Yan has the habit of reading newspapers, initially to grasp the traces of Dong Guosheng, but now she really wants to see how this ancient land is suffering from invaders.

A few days ago, the newspaper reported the whole process of Gao Yuan's bankruptcy to death in a vigorous and colorful manner. The plot can be described as twists and turns, and the truth is unknown somewhere.

According to the newspapers, it is roughly as follows: the French Concession suddenly broke off cooperation, Gao Yuan lost its biggest financier, the tens of thousands of tons of goods hoarded on hand were difficult to change hands, and the merchants from all over the country forced debts. The day after the contract was signed, the more than 1,000 acres of warehouses where the goods were stored were poured with gasoline and burned clean. The foreign company did not comply and claimed liquidated damages of three times the total price of the transaction amount according to the requirements of the contract. Gaoyuan's capital turnover was difficult, and foreign companies took advantage of the situation to forcibly occupy a company under Gaoyuan's name.

The most worth pondering is Takato's death, which turned out to be wearing a kimono and committing suicide by cutting his abdomen with an Oriental samurai sword.

It's really intriguing and easy to see.

Ping Yan fell asleep on the sofa unconsciously, and vaguely noticed an itch in her palm. When she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Yuchen hunched over, pumping the newspaper she was holding little by little.

Shen Yuchen dusted off the newspaper, frowned at a colorful article, and said: "The Central China Army has money, and it is really a lot harder, it seems that this battle has been consumed again." ”

Ping Yan straightened up and looked at Shen Yuchen. The overhead lamp flickered, and his facial features were bathed in a soft color without variegation, like a white and pure child. But his secret is not white at all. She remembered that at midnight five days ago, he stumbled over, blood dripping on his body, and his clothes still had traces of flames, and he smiled and said that he wanted to borrow a bathroom to take a bath.

In fact, there were only a few negligible stab wounds and bruises on his body, and none of the blood was his.

Soon after he finished taking a shower, standing on the balcony on the second floor, he could see a faint orange red from the southwest skyline, and the orange red climbed higher and higher, like a movie, gradually swept half of the sky, and a huge red curtain hung with teeth and claws, which was very strange and spectacular.

The wind brought a heat wave, and it seemed to smell of fire.

It was really the smell of fire, and the front page of the newspaper the next day was that Gao's warehouse was on fire, and the ten-year foundation was destroyed.

Then came the news of the release of the arrested students and the renegotiation of the mortgage contract in Peiping.

Shen Yuchen sat next to the edge of the table, and a few round platinum buttons on the tail sleeves of the suit shone brightly under the light, like the tail of a meteor. "I'm going out tomorrow and probably won't be back in a few days."

Ping Yan bowed his head, and out of the corner of his eye, there were two straight and slender legs that he hung at will.

"I said you?" He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Why don't you ask me where I'm going?" ”

"I'm not going to hide it, Second Young Master, I'm not interested in where you go."

Shen Yuchen jumped over and sat down, and Ping Yan felt that the soft sofa immediately sank into a groove. Her body was crooked, and he took advantage of the situation to support her waist, his hands very restless. Ping Yan took the rolled newspaper and unceremoniously slapped it on his head a few times.

He didn't cry out in pain, he let go of his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, but he was ruffian, like a bandit and hooligan. It's just that the obsidian-like pupils are clean and pure, like an inkstone that can reflect the light and clouds of ink. Now it's full of the appearance of Ping Yan at this moment.

Ping Yan didn't like to be looked at by him like this, so she subconsciously took the newspaper as a block.

He smiled deeper and shook the corners of her sleeves back and forth a few times, "You don't want to know where I'm going, but I've always been shameless, so I have to arrange where you go." In the days when I am away, you can take Dongxia and move to Changlin to live, there are elite soldiers to protect you, and I have already talked to him. I don't feel at ease if you're on your own. ”

Ping Yan was surprised. When the city was closed, he knew that he was going to assassinate Dong Guosheng, so the health medicine soup that he had prepared for Dong Changlin these days was boiled here, and he sent his attendants to get it again. He almost cut off every chance that he and Dong Changlin could meet alone, how could he be relieved to let himself live there now?

"You obviously know ......" Ping Yan raised her eyebrows, her eyes were wet and watery, but she was a little cunning, and said sharply: "You are very bold, aren't you afraid that I will send that friend of yours to see the king of Hades?" After all, the debt of the father and the son are the same. ”

Shen Yuchen smiled leisurely, rubbed the watch on his wrist, not in a hurry at all, and said slowly: "Then let's make a bet, if you can't kill my friend these days, you will have to follow me for the rest of your life." ”

Ping Yan snorted coldly, "What if I kill him?" ”

Shen Yuchen couldn't help but smile, his eyes narrowed, like a calm moon in the deep and vast sea, "Then you will lose, because I have never imagined this possibility." He looked at Ping Yan's eyes like looking at the prey in a trap, with some complacency and pride, "First, if you really want to harm him, with those little Jiujiu in your head, I'm afraid I won't be able to prevent you these days." Second, this time I want you to live, if something really happens to Changlin, I'm afraid I'll live and die with you again. ”

Shen Yuji really has the potential of roundworms.

At least for now, she really didn't mean to kill Dong Changlin, but just used him to strangle Dong Guosheng's life.

After all, it is much better to slash the enemy than to vent the pain of the next generation!

And what about the second reason in his mouth? Can his safety really restrain his steps?

Yes, right. Although she didn't want to admit it, the bottom of her uncontrollable heart was like this.

Shen Yuchen climbed the ladder and climbed the stairs, becoming more and more unable to find the north and south, and clenched her wrist, "I know that you don't hate me, or you wouldn't have let me sleep in my arms all night when you weren't in the car." ”

Ping Yan was used to being cold, and his words smashed down like soybeans, like a fire, burning her body in an instant.

She felt that her face was red and her ears were red, and the skin on her neck that touched the air seemed to be crawling with fine fluff, and she couldn't stand it.

He remembered!

Shen Yuchen was close to her and kissed her snow-white neck. His lips became hotter, tossing and turning, like a soldering iron, instantly bursting her consciousness, and everything in the world seemed to fade, leaving only a gray blank world. In an instant, the past shouted and filled in, as if the soul suddenly returned to its place, she violently pushed away the man in front of her, took out the meniscus knife and pressed it against his chest, without hesitation, the suit stabbed a hole.

"Get out!"

A little chill on the tip of the knife raged, stabbing his eyes. He only felt that the blood on his body was cold, like a lifeless specimen buried in the snow, and his lungs and chests were full of sharp ice cubes, stabbing into the flesh one by one, and he almost lost consciousness in pain.

With just an inch of force, the knife would have pierced into his flesh. He really wanted to peel his heart out and show her.

He raised his eyes, where there was a flood of grief in the rivers and seas, stretched out his hand, clenched the blade, the blood beads were like ripe red pomegranate seeds, a curtain smashed down, and fell on her moonsilver satin cheongsam, like red cinnabar in the cold moonlight. It's eye-catching red, and it's bitingly cold.

"If you are ruthless, you better kill me, so that I will never pester you again."