Yu Xiaoshan was very happy to get a new calligraphy and painting in his teahouse, which was a four-foot mirror heart "Tao Ran Forgetting the Machine" by Shen Peng, a cursive master. The pen walks the dragon and snake, the clouds and rivers flow, and the meaning of the word is more leisurely entry.

Not only did he appreciate Shen Peng's words very much, but he also liked the meaning of these four words, which was just right to hang in the office, in line with the state and atmosphere here.

Since Wu Peng was so disgusting last time, Xiaocheng turned his face when he saw him, but Yu Xiaoshan was just faint. Later, Wu Peng simply didn't come.

At this time, Xiaocheng and a few buddies were gathering here to drink tea, tilting their heads and looking at the words for a long time: "Tao Ran...... What do you mean?"

"Roll the calf, forget the machine. From Li Bai's poem, Jun drunk and I have fun together, and I forget the opportunity together, which means that we forget everything in the world together leisurely. Can you be a little bit more literate and TM Chairman?"

Xiaocheng pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "You can do it if you have culture, and we don't write books, you don't look like Tao Yuanming every day, what's the matter?

"I quit. Besides, it's okay to have you! The little host doesn't have a good time with you!"

When a man sees a beautiful woman, he doesn't want to it, but there is something wrong, so he goes to the doctor quickly, and he is forced to do something. By the way, where are your two businesses still holding up like a green meadow?"

"Well, I can't hold it anymore, and I'll throw it all away in a few days, and I'll be completely hidden. ”

Xiaocheng slapped his thigh: "Niang Xi's fart!

Yu Xiaoshan walked over and gave him a pestle, and by the way, turned on the TV and tuned it to international news.

"Hey, yes, every day Afuhan, do you have a mine in Afuhan?"

"Audience friends, Kabul time September 7, 2012 at four o'clock in the afternoon, I am the reporter of the International Video Department of Time Weekly, Meng Chuan'er, the current picture is taken by me with my mobile phone, just half an hour ago, 20 meters away from the station, the wild rice restaurant was bombed, my two brave and strong colleagues, Zhang Chao and Li Fenglong, were attacked by a female suicide bomber when they went out to report on the scene, and died heroically. ”

!! Zhang Chao and Li Fenglong died??? there was no Meng Chuan'er on the screen, only the chaos on the scene. Meng Kuan'er's voice came out in the form of a voiceover.

"I would like to extend my deepest condolences and highest respect to these two excellent and professional war correspondents. At present, it is not clear who is responsible for the terrorist attack, you can see that the government forces are already in place and are in the midst of a fierce battle, and the group of masked men in black clothes standing on the east side of the street are the perpetrators of this terrorist attack, and they are shooting wildly, and the police ......"

Yu Xiaoshan's hand holding the teacup suddenly froze in time and space, this is a voice he is familiar with, he has been haunted by dreams for two years, and has made countless phone calls in sleepless nights, and he has listened to a lot of voice after starting to have WeChat.

Yu Xiaoshan stared at the screen, for fear of missing any word of key information, the picture was blurry and shaky, but he could see that the scene was miserable, and some of the edges were marked with mosaics, which could not stop the color of blood.

Yu Xiaoshan knew that he must have taken into account the feelings of the audience and not let the news be too bloody, and suddenly there was a clear and dull very close "pounce" sound in a bunch of random gunshots, and the picture was interrupted.

Then a host in a black suit nodded solemnly: "The reporter has lost contact with the headquarters for three days, and the public is welcome to provide clues, and we pray for the safety of our colleagues." ”

Yu Xiaoshan's hands suddenly trembled violently, a little hot tea splashed out of the teacup in his hand, he didn't feel anything, Xiaocheng saw Yu Xiaoshan stunned and stupid next to him, and teased tentatively: "What's wrong? Afuhan's mine was blown up?"

Yu Xiaoshan didn't hear it at all, the sound of the sudden "pounce" echoed in his heart, so like the sound of a bullet piercing through flesh and blood, so like ......

quickly searched back to the key information in the paragraph just now: her two colleagues had been bombed by human bombs, and Meng Chuan'er's video was recorded with a mobile phone, only half an hour apart.

Li Fenglong and Zhang Chao have never met Xiaoshan, but they may be more familiar than some people who have seen them. Almost every day, Meng Chuan'er can be heard mentioning these two.

In other words, the war correspondents stationed in Kabuer in the Video Department of Time Weekly were all killed in this terrorist attack except for Meng Chuan'er, and she was safe at least until those two sacrifices.

And this girl's temperament is very similar to his own, the voice she just broadcast is disguised, but the trembling and anger that only he can hear are about to come out.

She is a professional journalist, and all the personal emotions she suppresses are completely out of the instinct of a professional journalist, and the impact of the sudden death of two colleagues on her can be imagined.

Yu Xiaoshan frowned, and a cold breath seeped out from the bottom of his heart and spread all over his body. He knew that something must have happened to her.

It's just that something happened to her, how did this video come back and broadcast it? and why hasn't there been any news for three days...... If it was just a terrorist attack, she would be sacrificed except to live, and there was no third possibility at all...... If the sound is the sound of a bullet, then the worst scenario is ......

Yu Xiaoshan shuddered for a moment, he absolutely didn't want to admit it, and it was impossible to admit it.

He kept hinting to himself: "It's impossible, if she dies on the street, the news won't say that she will disappear for three days, at least she will see the body, disappearing means that there is a possibility of living, this is the best and best ending now." ”

However, what if it was shot first and then blown up? Will it not even be possible to find the body parts? Phew!! what kind of thing do you think, Yu Xiaoshan scolded secretly.

But he couldn't sit still: "You sit down first, you come to make tea in the small city, I have something urgent to deal with." ”

Xiao Cheng looked at Yu Xiaoshan who rushed out and the few people who looked at each other with a confused face - they were originally dragged over to talk about a new project to help Xiao Dongshan make a comeback, and this bastard thing ran out without saying a word.

Xiaocheng waved his hand and explained: "Ah, what, Brother Xiaoshan has been worried about Afuhan's business recently, forgive me, let's make Scala at night, I will treat Brother Xiaoshan." ”

Yu Xiaoshan was making a frantic phone call as soon as he got out of the teahouse, and it was definitely not possible, and a very nice and mechanical female voice kept repeating a sentence: "The phone you dialed has been turned off, please broadcast it again later." ”

Meng Chuan'er, where are you...... Yu Xiaoshan sent a voice: "Aren't you TM a triumphant in the yellow sand and wearing gold armor?

Over and over again in my mind: Meng Chuan'er who went on a rampage and looked like a bear; Meng Chuan'er whose eyes shone like a little leopard, and when she stood out at dawn, she said, "We are like Meng Chuan'er of two people who have gone missing"; Meng Chuan'er who cried silently after experiencing a terrorist attack when she first arrived in Afuhan; Meng Chuan'er who said that she wanted to "get drunk from afar", Meng Chuan'er who was shy and asked "Do you see my work status?" and Meng Chuan'er who said that she was grateful for giving her initial courage......

There are many unknown scenes that even Yu Xiaoshan himself couldn't understand before, and he has always been unwilling to define the relationship between him and this girl, and he always feels that it is too cheesy.

Now I suddenly understand why I felt like a fly when I saw a bear, why I unconsciously stayed away from all the occasions of dogs and horses, and why I had never been out of control......

It's a pity that he understood too late, and at first he persuaded her very chicly, even if there was no war, it was not certain which would come first tomorrow or the accident, but when the accident really came, the unacceptable pain, the kind of regret that only wanted to keep her even if it didn't fulfill her ideals was only understood by him.

Yu Xiaoshan knew that he had to go to Afuhan immediately, whether he could help the girl in his heart collect a corpse, and he didn't even know what would happen to him if she really died, but at this moment, he knew extremely well that as long as he could go to the land where she was fighting, he would already be satisfied.

He called his secretary and told him to sell all the stocks, whether they were rising or not. Fortunately, the foreign exchange control was not so strict at that time, otherwise it would be difficult for even the gods to conjure up a lot of dollars.

The secretary couldn't speak on the other side of the phone: "Mr. Yu, don't say anything else, the heavy position of Disheng Holdings, you want to throw it when it just starts to rise?" are you ...... What's the problem?"

"Throw it away, it's all turned into dollars, I'm speaking Chinese, right?"

“...... Good over the total. ”

"Find a familiar travel agency and get Afuhan's visa for me today. ”

The secretary wants to go crazy: "Boss, this point is four o'clock in the afternoon, and I can't do it if you kill me." ”

"Find a relationship!"

"I can't find the king of Hades!"

Yu Xiaoshan just wanted to scold, but then he found that he was really in a hurry, the money had not yet arrived, and it was useless to force him to apply for a visa, so he hung up the phone directly.

The secretary followed him for ten years, looking at a boss who has always been calm and reliable, and he didn't know how he became mentally retarded.

Yu Xiaoshan turned his head back to the teahouse, and pushed the door and came in directly: "Everyone, I'm sorry." I have some urgent personal matters to deal with, and we'll talk about our project in a month. Small town, you stay. ”

Xiao Cheng stared at his eyes in incomprehension: "No...... What about the night, Scala, what is it in a month, and the daylilies will be cold in a month. ”

Yu Xiaoshan's face was bloodless, and he didn't even look at the town. Xiaocheng was startled at a glance, he had never seen Yu Xiaoshan like this.

hurriedly sent people out, and then hurried back, sitting opposite Yu Xiaoshan's large tea table with red sandalwood carved dragons and phoenixes: "What's wrong?"

"How many can you save?"

"There is a project payment to be paid in advance, if you want it, I will give it to you first, about 300. ”

Yu Xiaoshan's right hand unconsciously played the table like playing a piano: "There are almost 800 of them cut out of the stocks, which is definitely not enough." You help me ask Wu Peng to come out. ”

"What's the matter? Wu Peng's grandson can get you money? It's good if he doesn't get the money off your caliper, you forgot about the jade? You forgot about the car?

Yu Xiaoshan's eyes were bottomless: "About Wu Peng, right away." ”