Chapter 816 Leading Edge

   Zhao Song is showing off his wealth again.

   is still given to Xuan by many official accounts. He does not have a certified self-media account. Perhaps only Zhao Song himself knows whether these behaviors of showing off wealth are active or passive.

   This time, it is the tallest building that grows flowers.

   This is good. When others show off beautiful Internet celebrities, he shows off beautiful and rich wives; when others show off luxury houses, he shows off skyscrapers; when others show off luxury cars, he directly shows off luxury car manufacturers...

  Also, as more and more self-media accounts started to attack him, many people knew that behind Zhao Song, there was a Zhao family property group.

  The vast majority of its assets are coveted assets such as bottom commercial properties.

   Recently, there are many wealthy people in second-tier cities and above, who are also showing huge traffic in the school district housing that they have just acquired, because the previous property owner of these popular school district housing has been exposed - Zhao Song.

   Netizens are already numb.

   Including Lin Chen.

   It's a very nice name, at first glance, you might think it's the protagonist of a novel.

   He is indeed a protagonist.

   is just a protagonist ten years ago - ten years ago, he was the protagonist of the large sociological experiment that Professor Lin chose!

  Rebirth for three days, 5 million prizes!

  …………

  Beijing, outside the Fourth Ring Road in the southeast, east of Chemical Road, in a rental house.

  Lin Chen is brushing short videos.

  The beauties are singing, the beauties are dancing, the beauties are showing off their hips, and the beauties are acting funny.

  Lin Chen even doubted that if he delayed winning the lottery until now, he would be able to hold on to it for a month, or maybe he would be able to spend all the money in less than a month.

   Rewarding female anchors for some unspeakable purpose.

   Then, he brushed to Zhao Song.

   Zhao Song put his arms around his rich and beautiful wife, he put his arms around her waist and wanted to touch her buttocks.

   Lin Chen swallowed his saliva and slid across quickly.

   is Zhao Song again.

   This time, it is a text video from an unscrupulous media. It is written that another non-genetic inheritor received an order from Zhao Song and suspected that his sister was preparing a dowry.

   What a luxurious pretence that would be?

   swallowed his saliva again, and Lin Chen quickly crossed.

   or Zhao Song...

   This time, he was in Xiqing, Jinmen, next to the skyscraper, at the signing ceremony accompanied by countless officials.

   In other words, the previous rumors have been formalized, and from now on, the building will belong to him, and the price paid is nothing more than taking on some discounted debts and building Faraday’s second super factory there.

  The rich are getting richer.

  Those who have no money choose to lie down like him. Thanks to the short videos and countless apps like the short videos, they can make countless people forget about the gap between classes and social injustice, and completely immerse themselves in the virtual world.

   At least, they can reduce countless hidden dangers in the real world, and also have more channels for venting.

  The saliva was already dry, Lin Chen pursed his lips and stroked his face expressionlessly.

   Zhao Song again...

   Lin Chen stopped and stared at the man on the screen.

   He knew him.

  Because he knew the identity of Professor Lin, in addition to being the doctoral supervisor of the School of Medicine and the senior director of JFJ General Hospital, Professor Lin also served as the independent director of Tesla and the head of a mysterious research institute under Zhao Song.

   He has been there and wanted to be a guinea pig to make money, but on the way back from signing the contract, he found that he had won the big prize...

   So far, Lin Chen didn't know the fact that he was hypnotized.

   He was reborn, and no one told him, although only for three days.

   Even if the money is finished, he still firmly believes that he is the protagonist!

   "Small bones, go to the old place, add ten bottles of Yanjing to the skewers, and add some spicy fried snails, medium spicy."

"OK."

  Little Bones is Lin Chen's colleague in the blind massage shop. Like him, he is a healthy person, but in order to cope with customers, he can only pretend to be a visually impaired patient, so his eyes are a little slanted.

  After Lin Chen won the lottery, seeing that he was honest and hardworking, he let him do his own help, and let Little Bones help himself with chores after work.

He was very grateful for his decision. You must know that now his weight has grown to three hundred pounds, and he has no small bones. God knows how he will drag his fat body to climb to whichever roadside barbecue restaurant he likes the most— —The owner of the store with his personality has refused to log in to the takeaway platform so far.

   After explaining dinner, Lin Chen, who was paralyzed on the sofa, picked up the phone again, opened the short video, and browsed the watch list. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he clicked quickly.

   "Dear netizens, I'm still singing today."

  In the phone, a nice female voice came, which made Lin Chen feel numb.

   "Netizens who like to listen, remember to snack~"

   "If you support me, you don't need to give a reward. Come to my small bar, order a glass of wine, and listen to my live singing. That's the biggest gift."

"My name is……"

   Lin Chen's circle is very narrow, not to mention that his money is almost exhausted, and he has no capital to expand a larger circle.

   His life is almost all confined to the community of Jingdong.

The beauties on the Internet have nothing to do with him, and the wealth on the Internet has nothing to do with him. He knows that the most profitable business is to rent out the old house he bought ten years ago; the most beautiful woman he knows is the age and age in front of him. He is about the same, and he lives nearby...

   "My name is Yu Bianbian!"

   "I'm glad that many netizens came to listen to my singing offline today. Friends who are willing to be on camera, come to say hello to everyone..."

  The camera shakes for a while, and countless heads of different shapes float past, all of them are men.

  Oh, man.

   Lin Chen sneered.

   Then, he froze...

   "Fuck~"

Who is that!

   "Boom~"

   The live broadcast room exploded.

   Countless rockets soared into the air.

  The administrator who came to check the abnormality will pin the live broadcast for the first time.

   Then, this live broadcast room with a generally beautiful female anchor who is over 30 years old quickly reached the top!

   Lin Chen gritted his teeth and muttered unwillingly:

   "Zhao Song~ Why are you everywhere!"

  …………

  The head, a tavern.

  Simple decoration, not simple atmosphere.

   Fortunately, those who can come to the tavern to drink are all self-proclaimed quality people, and there is no commotion.

   Everyone quickly returned to their places, drinking and looking at the female anchor at the bar and the man.

   "Yu Bianbian~"

   Zhao Song looked at the female anchor who bowed his head with a half-smile.

   He still remembers the Tesla banquet ten years ago, which was an important event for him to shape the employee culture for Tesla.

   In the banquet, there were two uninvited guests, one was Xiaobawang, who was experienced in the world, and the other was Yu Bianbian, who was an intern at Tesla and was in charge of receiving Xiaobawang at the time!

   "Real name?"

  Although through the investigation, this woman has had a heart-wrenching and distressing experience in the past ten years, but Zhao Song did not let her go.

   "There is no such name in Tesla's personnel file!"

  Yu Bian raised his head, his eyes wandered, and he had experienced all kinds of complexities in the world. Those eyes, if an honest man looked at him, he would be sorry for this woman's performance if he was not a pick-up man.

   But Zhao Song knew that she was not acting.

   That banquet ten years ago made her make a wrong choice on the road of life, and that choice made her life go downhill all the time.

   "I see you are busy."

   Yu Bianbian did not answer Zhao Song's question, but greeted him like an old friend.

   Zhao Song knew that she was referring to the Jinmen signing in the short video, shook his head, and smiled:

   "I'm done with my work, I'm more of a talker now, and then I attend some receptions and banquets because of the problem of face, and things are mostly done by my subordinates."

After   , Zhao Song thought about it, stared at the woman and said, "The banquet, a very high-end banquet, if you are still interested, I will take you there this time."

  Yu smiled, bitterly, with tears in his eyes, shaking his head:

   "Boss, you haven't changed."

   Ten years ago, he was her boss, she saw what he did to protect his employees, however, she saw the other side.

   Zhao Song: "What about you? Has it changed?"

   Yu was silent.

   sighed and glanced at the mobile phone that was still livestreaming. Zhao Song took the guitar from Yu Bianbian, who was bowing his head, and then straightened the phone. He appeared in the livestreaming room.

   "Old irons, I will bring you a song next, if you like it, double click 666~"

   "This song, first for the live audience and you in front of the screen, and...

   A woman named Yu Bianbian! "

  The screen of the mobile phone can no longer be viewed. The special effects of the full screen make this non-flagship machine stuck. Zhao Song had to give up the plan to reply two sentences, clear his throat and slide the guitar:

   "Your slightly decadent face

   A thousand lies in thin lips

  …………

   Where to go for heavy makeup

   your pale eyes

   Inadvertently looking back but at a loss, it was the familiar neon lights

  I can't find your first tears in the sobbing alleys

   put the soul into the empty pocket and walk to another stranger

  Your slightly decadent face

  …………”

   "A song "Fallen Angel" for you, for the past you, and the future you!"

   When the live broadcast ended and the song ended, Zhao Song and Yu Bianbian were alone.

   He looked at the woman seriously, his face was unprecedentedly solemn:

   "If you want to make a change and change your future, just do one thing for me."

   Yu Bian nodded vigorously: "You said."

   "The capital city, outside the Fourth Ring Road in the southeast, east of Chemical Road, I came here ten years ago!"

   Yu Bianbian: "..."

   Another bad memory.

   "I was on a whim and wanted to do a 'special pedicure', but I ran into you!"

  Yu nodded.

   "Ten years later, on a whim, I wanted to drink 'middle-aged men's wine' again, and I met you again!"

  A middle-aged man drinks alcohol, is he drinking alcohol?

   Yu Bianbian didn't know what to do, but just nodded again.

   "So I think..." Zhao Song stared at Yu Bianbian seriously, "You must have something to do with this matter!"

"What's up?"

   "I can't say anything," Zhao Song waved his hand. "You just need to help me find one thing, no, to be exact, find someone, someone with unusual behavior!"

   "He may suddenly become rich, suddenly become smart, or act out of the ordinary, as long as you know him, you must pay more attention."

   Yu Bianbian seemed to understand something, and stared at Zhao Song with wide eyes:

   "Like you just went to college?"

   "Yes!" Zhao Song admitted generously, "Just like when I just went to college, from an ordinary high school student, the story of suddenly turning into the richest man in the world!"

   "Me? My side?" Yu Bianbian suddenly trembled. If someone else were to talk about this, she would definitely take it as a joke, but it was Zhao Song...

   "Someone like you?"

   "Maybe~"

   threw his personal business card into Yu Bianbian's hand, and walked away under the sudden appearance of security guards.

   "It's here, I can feel it, but it's been ten years, why hasn't it moved?"

   "Yu Bianbian?"

   "Oh, what a stage name!"

  …………

  The head, an old community.

   Little Bones trotted along with a food bag and a beer crate.

   Little Bones is not small, he is nearly thirty years old, and he does not call him the discriminatory nickname of Little Bones, he has another name.

   It's just that for so many years, the person who has been taken care of by him has gotten used to it all the way.

   He opened the door, and the person in front of him was the person he took care of—Lin Chen.

The reason why    took care of him was because of his sudden wealth ten years ago, and he gave himself electricity from time to time, so he came here like this.

  Little Bones squinted, tidied up the coffee table, put away the skewered beer, opened the lid of the Spicy Snail Box, took out a few toothpicks and put them aside, and then started eating and drinking with his 'master' while brushing the phone.

   "The rent will be collected in two days. Remember to accept it, Little Bones, and tell those who have expired their contracts that the rent will increase by 200 next month.

   "Yeah." Little Bones gorged on the meat skewers and nodded naively.

"Also~" Lin Chen took out his mobile phone, opened the live video and handed it to Little Bones, "Sister Bianbian is about to develop, and when you see her tomorrow, ask her if she is free, and invite her to try it out in my name. Come home for dinner."

   "Yeah!" Still nodding naively.

   Lin Chen was very relieved about Little Bones, raised his glass, and suffocated.

   "Cough cough cough~"

   "Cough cough~"

   A violent cough kept sounding.

  At first, Lin Chen choked for a long time by accident, until...

   "Blood~"

   Little Bones quickly helped Lin Chen into his arms, while picking up his mobile phone and dialing 120.

  's quick, quick and decisive movements were nothing like his usual naive look.

   And if Lin Chen, who was coughing up blood at this time, raised his head, he would definitely find out...

   The small bones that usually squinted eyes are no longer slanted.

   Those resolute eyes, that angular face, what kind of naive...

   Small bones!

  …………

  If there is a cause, there must be an effect!

  In order to have an effect, there must be a cause.

  'It' will not exist alone. After Zhao Song, there will be someone to take over the existence of'it'.

but……

   What confuses Zhao Song is: what kind of person is he who can be stubborn for ten years without making people feel abnormal? ? ?

he does not know.

   But he discovered Yu Bianbian on this night, and the wave in her body that Zhao Song was familiar with made him think that the answer would not be too far away.

   Now, he has more important things to do.

   On the Fourth Ring Road, in a speeding Audi car.

   Zhao Song took out his phone and looked at an important text message.

   "Accurate news, Washington will sanction... ZTE!"

   Xiaoyu, is getting married.

   (end of this chapter)