Chapter 265: The Old Fox!

The feeling that he could finally put his feet on the ground made He Fang almost cry. Not to mention, although the deep Thai ancient massage is a bit brutal, after that torture, He Fang only feels refreshed, as if he is ten years younger.

But this can't offset the anger that He Fang was abducted suddenly, He Fang changed into a silk pajamas, and sat down in front of the coffee table, drinking wine and talking with Shen Ming.

"In business talks, you ask me for help, you must be ready for the benefits of the transaction?"

"Benefits? No, I'm a poor ghost. I don't want any money, or I won't give it to you." Shen Ming clasped his cheeks and said nothing.

"No? You came here on some behalf of the girl. Didn't she prepare for you?" He Fang's face was stiff.

"I came out on my own initiative, just to help you, if you insist on the terms of the transaction? Maybe I can guarantee that you will live to the end, right?" Shen Ming said for granted.

"Thank you, I am responsible for my own small life, so I won't be used to buy and sell with me." He Fang dismissed, and suddenly the words turned, "If not, just treat me as a loss, and you accompany me Overnight, I will help you. "

"Serving a woman's work, I will have a Thai ancient massage. Are you sure you want to try it for one night?" Shen Ming cracked his phalanx, and his expression was definitely not an obedient male pet.

"It seems that you are going to fix me today." He Fang sighed helplessly, "Even if I am afraid that you promised you now, wouldn't you be afraid that I would turn my face and betray you?"

"I haven't thought about it, because in my opinion, to help me is to help yourself. I don't know if the second uncle is the real murderer of killing He Chen, but I know that his heart is too cruel, not the kind Those who know how to make concessions, you are now on the condition of holding him higher, and you want to give him more autonomy, I think you should not live to enjoy these rights. "

"How do you know?" He Fang despised.

"Because his eyes are too cold, for him, he has only rights and no affection. This is him. In addition, before being a bodyguard, I was a killer. No one can live for 72 hours after deceiving me. Maybe you want to try it? "Shen Ming was smiling, but it was the threat of Chiguo.

"Okay, you have a seed. I confessed to it in your hands today, only once. If you can't find the killer after 2 days, our transaction will be over." He Fang has already opened his own final Bottom line.

"It's a word, thank you for your cooperation." Shen Ming reached out to He Fang.

"Actually, I don't understand. You have such a skill but you have to protect a girl who has no power or power. Why?" He Fang and Shen Ming shook hands and asked the confusion in their hearts.

"After all, the bodyguards who are poor and love the rich are only running dogs. They only help those who need help and receive the right remuneration to make an exit monument. It has a long history. Father's teachings are unforgettable for life."

"Such people, in our opinion, are stupid." He Fang sighed.

"Stupid people have stupid blessings." Shen Ming fully praised.

After finishing tonight's work, Shen Ming left Eve's Garden of Eden and went home. He Fangsi, who was sitting alone on the balcony, thought about it and made a phone call.

"Second Brother ..."

"Called this late, did that **** bodyguard look for you?" He Er smiled, and apparently didn't sleep.

"The elder brother has a clever idea, yes."

"I knew this guy wouldn't be so honest. If he didn't find you, he would go to Uncle San to help hold the girl. Rest assured, the elder brother's heart is open, and when you call, it means that you are your own. We can just set up a bureau. Well, they're buried. "Brother Ermou calculated.

"Second Brother, you may be wrong about this. He didn't ask me to help raise the girl, but just said ... he can already be sure that the killer is among our brothers and sisters. I asked myself that although I was at odds with you on weekdays, I really did n’t Power has killed the heart. Second brother, the death of your brother, are you responsible? "He Fang asked with courage.

"If I say it has nothing to do with me, do you believe it?" Second Brother said in a low tone.

"... I believe, let us design them and bury them." He Fang smiled.

"That's natural. My brother and I are different. Power should have been shared by our brothers and sisters. I'm just adding a president's vanity name and a little more thought." The second brother also laughed.

"That being the case, let's hang up first, and plan for a long term." He Fang hung up the phone after speaking, and He Xuan and her scolded at the same time, "Old fox!"

After Shen Ming left, He Shixin never fell asleep. The experience of 2 days made her used to the warmth behind Shen Ming. It was not until 2 am that Shen Ming returned. However, instead of going to bed, he slept on the floor next to him with a sheet pillow.

"Where are you going?" He Shixin worried.

"A bit of work, but fortunately, I haven't encountered any trouble, and I've completely dealt with it." Shen Ming leaned on the corner with a smile and sat down.

"Really? Then why don't you come up to sleep?" After He Shixin finished speaking, he found that his tone was a little ambiguous and her face was blushing.

"No need, there is no one to monitor today, there is no need to act, I sleep here is enough." Shen Ming took it for granted.

"Oh." After being rejected, He Shixin stopped talking, and his loss was covered by the dim lights in the room.

In the early morning of the next day, He Shixin was awakened by the door bell, and Shen Ming, who was making breakfast, came to the door and turned out to be a courier.

"Hello, here is Miss Natasha He's parcel." The courier said politely.

"Miss Natasha doesn't live here now. I'll help him sign it in." Shen Ming took the receipt.

"Oh, the goods must not be taken by this gentleman alone, let's do it." The courier smiled, and the eight transport workers labored to remove the goods from the truck. The parcel was tightly packed. Express delivery is the size of a car. Poor eight workers spent nine cattle and two tigers to move the goods into the house. Prying open the wooden boards of the package, it turned out to be a transparent crystal grand piano.

This piano, known as the "Henzmann Crystal Piano", was produced by the Canadian manufacturer heintzman. This crystal-like piano was brilliant at the opening ceremony of the 2008 Beijing Olympics. The global audience is nearly one billion. The crystal piano was later sold to an anonymous bidder at an auction, and the auction price broke the record, reaching $ 3.22 million.

Unexpectedly, I have put it in front of Shenming after many rounds ...

Shen Ming looked at the courier receipt, which showed that He Qi had mailed it. A greeting card was placed on the piano, and a few words were written, "Natasha, happy birthday to you."

"I remembered it! Today is Mom's birthday!" He Shixin remembered this greeting card, and after all, because of his father's death and power struggle recently, he forgot such an important thing.

"It seems that someone hasn't forgotten." Shen Ming thought for a moment, holding the card, and asked, "What is the relationship between your uncle and your mother?"

"Uncle Wu and his mother have a very good relationship. In the words of Wu Shu, they are 'girlfriends.' They often go shopping together. Wu Shu also likes to play the piano, and often talks to his mother about the rhythm. The life of a wealthy man is not easy. Dad works I'm often away from home because I'm busy, and I also study abroad. It is also a comfort to have my uncle to accompany my mother. "He Shixin sighed softly.

"Really?" Shen Ming thoughtfully.

While He Shixin was having breakfast, Shen Ming dialed a phone number to Wu Shu.

"Uncle Wu, are you free today?" Shen Ming kindly said.

"Although you are free, your second uncle doesn't want us to meet alone." Wu Qi, the uncle, was also very straightforward.

"Does Wu Shu care about the views of Uncle Wu?" Shen Ming said.

"Then come to my house for lunch, the address girl knows." He Qi agreed quickly.

"See you," Shen Ming hung up the phone with a smile.

"Shen Ming, do you think the uncle Wu is related to the death of his father?" He Shixin asked nervously. From the perspective of family relationship, He Shixin did not want the killer to be Wu Shu.

"At this time, no one is a good person. Rest assured, I can't identify who the killer is, just give us a lunch." Shen Ming smiled slightly.

At noon, Shen Ming drove to Wu Qi He Qi's residence. Unlike other brothers and sisters who like single-family villas, their homes with mountains and sea are different. He Qi lived as a high-end apartment. Although the top floor belongs to He Qi alone, there are still many neighbors around him. I do n’t see my head down, say hello, and the etiquette is normal.

So Wu Shu is far more approachable than his brothers and sisters. Although he is a curvy man, in today's society, in addition to those old antiques, who would discriminate against this problem. After all, even the boss of Apple has openly admitted that he is curvy, and many politicians also bring boyfriends to the banquet. This "true love" combination has long been accepted.

"Have you been here?" Shen Ming asked softly while standing in the elevator.

"Everyone knows where Uncle Wu lives, but he has never been here because he lives in an apartment building. Everyone does not like to go to this kind of place. In the words of his father, he greets a group of strange neighbors. Can't eat it. "

The elevator goes directly to the 39th floor of the top floor. Open the door and directly enter He Qi's room. The modern decoration style and fully automatic indoor computer control make He Qi's room more like the home of "Iron Man".

"Are you here? It's almost time to cook, and there is one more dish." He Qi, wearing an apron, stood by the oil pan, operating a robotic arm holding a spatula and cooking.

"Uncle Wu will also make brown rice and wait for me, right? Although I have a good tooth, I ca n’t hold up after eating too much." Shen Ming begged for mercy.

"Rest assured, I don't have that hobby of s`m, as long as you don't dislike my craft." He Qihan shouted.