Time is always in a hurry. In a blink of an eye, half a month has passed. Lu Yang has already come to the capital from Hengdian. There is always no formal Chen Lian to accompany him. Lu Yang's purpose in coming to the capital is naturally to fulfill the contract with the perfect company. Give your own opinions on the background and character structure of the game "Era of Mentors".

In Hengdian, the guilt of Wu Xueni and Dynasty, as well as Li Ling and Dao Xinyi’s brokers Wang Dong, Shao Dahai and others became more and more clear. The court hearing date is getting closer and closer. Liang Xuhui revealed in a phone call to Lu Yang, Wu Xueni and Dynasty are likely to be sentenced to more than three years' imprisonment. Depending on the crime, Li Ling, Wang Dong, and Shao Dahai may have longer sentences.

For Lu Yang, this is good news.

Also good is the scandal between him and Tong Liya. After more than half a month of precipitation, there are fewer and fewer people mentioning this matter on the Internet. After all, in this information age, there are many strange things every day. For the news, the attention of netizens will soon be diverted.

The only thing that made Lu Yang dissatisfied was that more than half a month had passed, and the three of Tian Shengcai's master and apprentice had not investigated who the hidden black hand was.

The hidden black hand will become more and more difficult to investigate as time goes by, because as time goes by, there will be fewer and fewer clues left by the other party in manipulating him and Tong Liya's scandal.

That afternoon, Lu Yang finally finished his work at Perfect Company. After saying goodbye to the head of the Perfect Company’s technical department, Lu Yang turned down the practice banquet that the other party was planning to buy for him tonight.

Practice?

Yes! After today's work is completed, Lu Yang can buy a ticket to fly back to Shanghai tomorrow.

For the first time, Lu Yang served as a game producer for the adaptation of his own work, and now the work is complete. He felt much more relaxed as a whole, and returned to the hotel car. He couldn't help smiling and leaned back in his seat relaxedly. After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and called Chen Lian who was playing cs games in the hotel.

"Hello? What's the matter? I'm busy! If something happens, retreat if nothing happens!"

As soon as the phone was connected, Lu Yang heard Chen Lian's impatient voice, and he could still hear his playing games on the phone, so he was really busy!

With a little laughter, Lu Yang said: "We will go home tomorrow! Let you stay with me for so many days, nothing happened, I can't let you waste time with me, so! You go back to play the game at night Come on! Now you come out with me to find a place to drink! Where you want to drink. You can choose the place!"

"Drinking? I choose the place? Really?"

Chen Lian's tone was a little skeptical, and at the same time, the sound of his playing games on the phone stopped temporarily. Obviously, he was more interested in drinking than games.

This guy has a lot of problems!

With Lu Yang for more than half a month, he was either playing games or drinking and picking up girls. Every time he went, he really found two young ladies in the hotel to play double-flying together. And he really kept all the accounts on Lu Yang's head, and his childhood was much more moist than Lu Yang.

His interest in drinking is second only to picking up girls and double flying.

"Come out! Where do you want to drink? I'll rush over now if I tell you a place!"

Before Lu Yang's words were over, Chen Lian chose a place: "First go to Quanjude for roast duck! Then go to the Blue Moon Bar for a drink! How about? No problem, right?"

"Of course! You said the place you choose!"

Lu Yang smiled and agreed. Still the same sentence, he doesn't care about this little money now.

…

In the afternoon of the same day, Shanghai was overcast and rainy. A black Bentley was moving at a constant speed in the rain, and many middle and low-end car owners along the way subconsciously distanced themselves from this car. reason?

In a collision, those car owners can't afford to sell their cars!

The low-key and luxurious Bentley gradually drove away from the busy streets. Finally came to Yongfu Cemetery on Dating Road, Hongmiao Town, Fengxian District.

The door of the driver's seat opened first. A man in his forties got out of the car and quickly opened the back seat door with a **** umbrella in his hand. A middle-aged man in his early fifties did not hesitate. Alighted from the car, the middle-aged man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a snow-white shirt, an elegant black suit, black leather shoes, and even his tie was black.

"Mr. Song! Be careful!"

The man holding the umbrella reminded in a low voice that Mr. Song, who had just got off the car, didn’t seem to have heard it. After getting off the car, he unhurriedly adjusted his collar and tie, and gently dusted his sleeves with a little ash. Walked into Yongfu Garden.

Yongfu Garden, one of the most upscale cemeteries in Shanghai.

The cheapest cemetery here starts from 50,000 to 60,000, and the most expensive is more than 200,000, which is more expensive than the houses where living people live in many places.

At this time, the rear door on the other side was also opened. A young woman with the appearance of a secretary, also in a white shirt, black suit, and black leather shoes, was holding a bouquet of fresh lilies in her arms. Mr. Song was already accompanied by the driver. Walking into the cemetery, the woman holding flowers quickly opened the trunk and took out the memorial items from it, carrying the sacrifice in one hand and the flowers in the other, speeding up the pace to catch up with the two in front.

Yongfu Garden is divided into several places, each with different environment and tomb prices. Mr. Song and the three of them went straight to the new tombstone in Yongfu Garden, the most high-end, and the female secretary silently placed flowers and offerings one by one. Put it in front of the tombstone, and finally lit two incense sticks, and the rain from the sky fell on her face and body, as if she hadn't noticed, she just concentrated on doing these things.

The driver always stood silently behind Mr. Song's side, silently holding an umbrella for Mr. Song, and Mr. Song's eyes kept falling on the black and white photos of the woman on the tombstone.

The woman in the photo is in her early forties, graceful and luxurious, with a calm smile on the corners of her mouth.

After the female secretary arranged everything, Mr. Song raised his left hand and looked at the photo on the tombstone and said, "Give me the umbrella! Go and wait for me in the car!"

"Yes! Mr. Song, take care!"

The driver didn't dare to say anything, but he responded in a low voice, and handed the black umbrella in his hand to Mr. Song, and then quietly retreated with the female secretary. Soon, Mr. Song was the only one left in front of this luxurious tombstone. one person.

"Fang Qin! I came to see you..." He suddenly said lightly.

"There, Tianxing, I have been to see it two days ago, don't worry! Although he is in prison, I have asked someone to take care of him. He will not suffer in it..."

"Fang Qin! Before you leave, let me avenge you... Actually... That kid caused Tian Xing to go to jail and made you like this... I'm the only one outside, even if you don't tell me, how could I let him go? "

After another moment of silence, his voice sounded again.

"Nowadays…"

"Today I came to bring you this good news! This time, that kid is dead! Maybe there is some kind of providence! Before you helped Tian Xing find someone to hit him, Tian Xing's friend Wen Jing had a grudge with him, the policeman At the beginning, I suspected that Wen Jing’s child did it. If there is no subsequent change, you will be fine..."

"This time again! Oh, one named Wu Xueni, and another named Dynasty... They found someone to deal with that kid not long ago, Fang Qin! You said, if I find someone to do that kid at this time, the police will suspect Who? What happened to you, will it still happen to me? The same story will appear twice?"

"Hehe, Fang Qin, history is surprisingly similar. Isn't this what God's will is? I believe this is what God is telling me, how did you die, let me avenge you..."

Having said this, Mr. Song slightly raised his head and glanced at the fading sky, his eyes fell on the black and white photo of the tombstone again, he smiled faintly, and said softly: "There should be hands on over there! Fang Qin! Me! Stay with you here and wait for the good news over there! If you can hear these words from me, then please help to protect against accidents this time..."

Having said this, Mr. Song stopped saying anything. He stood alone in the rain and in front of the tombstone with an umbrella. it's here.

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a province j city.

At the Xiaoxue Garment Factory, the workers have left work. Cao Xue has not left in the office on the third floor. On the desk in front of her, there is a sheet of white rice paper. The time is almost entering November. She wants to design several fashionable down jackets for women before it gets cold. For this design, UU has been reading www.uukanshu.com for more than a year. She has written many books on clothing design. Before today, she has tried to design dozens of styles, including down jackets for winter and ladies' clothes for summer.

Some people say that gold shines wherever it is placed.

Maybe this sentence is correct! Cao Xue's experience and her cultural qualities and spirit made her want to make some of her own characteristics even if she only runs a small clothing factory.

Seeing that the design drawing on the rice paper was about to be drawn, Cao Xue had a satisfied smile on her face, but at this moment, the pencil nib in her hand suddenly slapped and the nib broke...

She hadn't used much force just now.

Looking at the broken nib, the smile on Cao Xue's face solidified. If the nib was only broken, she would not have this expression, but at this moment, at the moment the nib was broken, she suddenly felt upset. It was an indescribable feeling, as if something bad was about to happen.

She had this feeling twice before, once before her father had an accident, and once when her grandmother passed away.

In the only two times she felt this way, something very important in her heart had an accident, so this time she felt such a sudden feeling in her heart again, and Cao Xue panicked.

For a while, she couldn't help but feel at a loss. After reacting, she was no longer thinking about the design drawing that was about to be completed in front of her. She immediately picked up her mobile phone, first dialed her mother's number, and then grandpa's, uncle's...

Calls were made one by one, and the people who received the call said that they were fine.

At this point, Cao Xue fell into the seat with a fart, and there was a phone call... and another person... that was him! Could it be him?

Cao Xue's face turned pale and bloodless in an instant. (To be continued...)

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