Chapter 51: Dead Silence on the Water
Kwon Heng slowly opened his eyes.
The smell of sandalwood and wormwood lingers on the tip of the nose, and from the familiar pavilion, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the golden stupa is faintly visible among the branches and leaves.
"Mengwan" is "the place where the sun shines" in the Dai language, but unfortunately because of the geographical location, the economy here is barren, and the security is inferior to most cities.
Quan Heng paused, lowered his eyes and rolled up his sleeves, and there was a secret red countdown on his forearm:
[2 days 23 hours 59 minutes]
Well, it's not a dream.
Quan Heng thought to himself, I can indeed get in touch with science.
She was still sitting in a wheelchair, with the dragon well she had made before, and the temperature of the tea was only five minutesβthe speed of the border time and the real time were very different.
That's a bit of a bonus.
Quan Heng raised his hand and poured the still warm tea evenly on the tea pet.
The pavilion is facing a lotus pond, which was originally the reunion day of August 15, and now even the lotus flowers are only left.
"Boss!"
The slight hoarse voice characteristic of the voice change period disturbed the silence, and the school uniforms of the young people who came running were not dressed properly, scattered around their waists, and the candy in their mouths had not yet melted, and their faces were puffed up.
"Happy birthday, Boss!" He said his blessing, threw his schoolbag on the ground casually, and sat on the Taishi chair next to the table.
"Wind and dust," Quan Heng did not have the slightest surprise, and poured a cup of tea and pushed it to him, "You skipped school again?" β
"Who let the Mid-Autumn Festival of the third day of the junior high school not have a holiday, I can't miss your birthday!"
He was drunk in a hurry, panting with exhaustion, his hair was blown up by the wind, he put the cup and stroked it casually, and muttered and complained: "Sister Yunbai still wants to catch me and go back to school, but fortunately I ran fast and flew over directly at eight in the morning!" I'm afraid it's too late, it's getting dark.
"And in the past two days, many waves of people have gone to Lanzhuang to give birthday gifts, and they have obviously said that they will avoid the Mid-Autumn Festival and not hold a banquet this year, and there are so many people who want to come to the eyesore."
Sang Ting propped his face and reached out to poke the chubby tea pet Jin Toad, his eye sockets were deeper than those of the Han people, and his long and thick eyelashes drooped into a narrow shadow, "But when are you going to hold a banquet?" β
"In two more days, even if I take a break and get together, it's not interesting."
She plucked the beads, and seemed to be born with a layer of indifferent warmth that was indisputable with the world, and she looked particularly easy-going.
"I know that! Yesterday's biology class talked about the excitement threshold," Sang Ting let go of the bubble-spitting purple sand golden toad, pressed one hand on the edge of the table, and propped himself up to sell his goodness, "Boss, this is a high threshold, and giving gifts must be exciting enough to make you interested." β
The corners of Quan Heng's mouth curved, and his voice was very soft: "Really?" β
"Yes, but the boss will love this gift I want to give."
Quan Heng looked at him with partial eyes, and the young man's pupils were slightly dilated, revealing a strange excitement.
"I've caught that idiot smuggling from Meijiang."
Quan Heng's movements paused slightly, she looked up at the gloomy sky, and raised her hand to pour the hot tea in the pot on the tea pet.
Sang Ting was a little confused about what Quan Heng meant, and his words were full of doubts: "...... Top dog? β
"The weather is tidal, and there will be heavy rain later." Quan Heng put the pot down, and his attitude was as light as Yunyue, "Go get an umbrella." β
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It rained heavily on the evening of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
At the intersection of Mengwan Street, an extended Lincoln turned in, and the child pushed open the window and looked down in surprise, shouting for his mother to watch.
The woman looked down the window, and the car was followed by several black cars, all of whom were well-trained and uniformly dressed in black suits.
The extended Lincoln opened the wide rear door and spread out a gentle slope, and the pure white ancient umbrella was like a striking and holy lotus in the dark rain curtain, covering the ignorant rain, and the woman could only vaguely see the person in the wheelchair, and glimpse the corner of this ink-like famous painting.
"Bury and scatter, and look at the board!" The baby cub pointed to the man in white, only feeling pretty, and let out a voice in surprise.
The sound drew attention, and the group stared at them at almost the same time, and some of them wanted to come to the building vigilantly.
The person in the wheelchair turned his head to look at it, and his eyes were also warm through the rain, and he raised his hand to dispel the thoughts of his subordinates.
This is the end of Yunyun Mengwan, the southwest.
Connected to the mountains and rivers of Myanmar, and connected to Qianmo, they can't manage how much dirty things they have, and those evil ghosts hidden in the shadows are no longer something that ordinary people can provoke.
"Groove!" The woman broke out in a cold sweat on her back, and hurriedly pulled the child's back collar and closed the window, "Leave the platform to do your homework!" Do you hear you beating the drums again?! β
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"Boss, do you want to ......"
"Children are just curious," Quan Heng closed his eyes, "don't draw snakes." β
Sang Ting, who was holding an umbrella, frowned and warned in a low voice: "This is the territory, and it is the point of convergence in doing things." β
The subordinate immediately shut up and steadily pushed the wheelchair into the narrow alley.
The rain was heavy, and the blood flowed down the water far to the side of the alley.
There were a few men on the side of the alley, and the rest rolled on the ground, and hurriedly got up and begged for mercy:
"Sister Hanbai! Sister Hanbai, please spare me! I didn't want to smuggle on the way of the boss, you spare me! I'll make up all the money when I go back! Double! No! Three times or five times is fine! β
The woman leaning against the eaves of the alley gently exhaled a puff of cigarette, the stars between her fingers flickered and flickered, blending with the silver earrings swaying in her ears, neat shorts and black leather jacket, with a dark brown top with a crop top and a slanted tail.
"Go back?" Xu Hanbai sneered when he heard this, threw the cigarette to his subordinates to deal with, bent down and dragged the person by the neck, "Dare to engage in smuggling under the nose of my boss, do you still want to go back?" β
"Not my idea! It wasn't my idea! It's the eldest young master of the Quan family! It was the young master who asked me to do it! β
Xu Hanbai was stunned and frowned: "The eldest young master of the Quan family? Quan Lin's dog thing? β
The voice of the wheelchair attracted attention, Xu Hanbai was stunned for a moment, looked up and saw Quan Heng, and hurriedly greeted him.
"Why are you here, come out on a rainy day......" When she saw Sang Ting, she suddenly paused and changed her words, "The surname Ge has explained, it was Quan Lin's idea." β
"Quan Lin?" Quan Heng's palm fell on his lap, and his eyes were cold for a moment.
All have the right to surname, and naturally there will be a relationship.
But since she broke away from the Quan family, started with Wugang, expanded the port of Fujian and Guangdong, and expanded the foreign trade business on the Yunnan-Yunnan border, and entered Gujiang, the base camp of the Quan Group, the Quan family rarely took the initiative to cause trouble.
"Yes, yes, yes! It's Quan Lin's idea! Right boss! Boss Quan, listen to me! β
A light burst out in front of Ge Yao's eyes, twisted his body, and crawled towards Quan Heng like a life-saving straw.
"Quan Lin said that your business over the years has blocked the way to wealth for the Quan Group, and it is a thorn in the chairman's side. As long as I change the goods and use your way, you will be responsible for the accident at the border, and we will not be able to pull us. He can take the opportunity to make money to expand the company and make performance, and just get the position of CEO of the company from Chairman Quan! β
He spit out beans from a bamboo tube, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
Quan Heng propped up his forehead and lowered his eyes to look at him: "What else?" β
"And ...... And ......"
Ge Wei trembled anxiously, and panicked to find out the details of life-saving:
"That's right! There is also a small number of rights...... Wrong! It's Kwon Lin! Quan Lin is doing business with the Honshu Yamanaka Chamber of Commerce this time, and the head of the family over there, Fukuda Hezi, promises that as long as he smuggles these antiques to her, he will help Quan Lin fight for the family property! β
"Yamanaka Chamber of Commerce?" Sang Ting frowned in response, and looked at Quan Heng instructively, "Boss, it's too late to take someone to chase me now." β
"I'll show you the way!" Ge Luo got up, trembling in fear and approaching Quan Heng, "I will lead the way for the little second master, and I will bear all the compensation alone, you spare me this time, I ......"
"Get out of here!" Sang Ting kicked away Ge Xuan, who had touched a wheelchair.
"Okay Xiaoting, don't be so grumpy."
Quan Heng dialed the Buddha beads and said helplessly: "How many times have I said that harmony makes money." β
"Yes, yes, yes, harmony makes money!" Seeing that Sang Ting gave in, Ge Luo hurriedly climbed back, "Harmony makes money!" You're right, boss, you're a living bodhisattva! O heart of compassion! β
"Compassionate ......?"
Quan Heng slowly read these four words, seemed to find it very interesting, and nodded forgivingly.
"It's okay, everyone is a serious businessman, and the smuggling case still has to be handed over to the government to deal with, as for the compensation, ......"
Kwon Heng leaned over slightly.
The pitch-black pupils smiled, clearly reflecting Ge Xi's frightened face.
"βleave your life behind."
The cold killing intent of the skull suddenly appeared, and the verdict fell lightly and terrifyingly.
"Boss! Don't, boss! β
Ge Luo landed on the ground in horror and screamed, and his subordinates immediately stepped forward and dragged the man away.
"I don't dare, boss! I don't dare anymore...... Yes!! β
The dark and rainy night pressed on the plain white umbrella surface, and the thick red splashed on the street surface submerged into the drain with the rain, and when the fingertips were dialed to the blood tourmaline, the screams stopped and were silent.
"It's so dirty...... Quan Heng sighed lightly, his voice was cold and gentle, like broken ice falling into the sun, "It's a pity that only the dead can keep secrets forever, and to let the truth sink to the bottom of the sea forever, we must ensure that the water surface is calm." β
No one dared to respond, even Xu Hanbai and Sang Ting were silent.
This group of private security teams in solemn black suits stood guard in this alley, silent and sharp like bloodthirsty knives that melted into the night rain, clean and well-trained in aftermath.
The palms of his hands were sticky, and Quan Heng's eyes narrowed, and then he noticed the blood that had just been inadvertently splashed.
Scarlet glares.
She stretched out her hand and smiled silently as she watched her palms become clean in the rain curtain on the eaves of the umbrella.
Sang Ting handed the umbrella to Xu Hanbai, squatted down to dry Quan Heng's hands with a handkerchief, and looked up at her as if he was invited: "Does the boss like my birthday gift?" β
Kwon Heng reached out and knocked him on the head, "I like it." β
Before he could be happy, he said, "You passed all subjects in the mid-term, I like it more." β
Xu Hanbai couldn't help but sneer.
Sang Ting glared at her and wilted: "Boss......"
"Let's go back." Kwon Heng touched his damp hair, "Don't you want to eat mooncakes?" β
"What about antiques......?"
"Try to stop it before leaving the country, and give the performance to Jin Henai, the young talent is a good reputation, and then let him go up."
"That guy wasn't very honest." Sang Ting wrinkled his nose.
"It's better to use it."
Quan Heng looked at the top of the pagoda in the gray rain, "As for us who have nothing to do with it, it's time to go back to Gujiang." β
Xu Hanbai was keenly aware of something, and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to do it?" β
"Accompany me to worship the Buddha tomorrow."
Quan Heng retracted his gaze and said that.
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