My boss betrayed me

The call was connected, but the person who answered the phone was not Zhang San, but a clerk working in the restaurant. Nangong Yue hurriedly gave his name and anxiously asked him to call Zhang San as quickly as possible to answer the phone.

After a moment, Zhang San's anxious voice came from the phone:

"I'm Zhang San, are you Nangong Yue? Where are you?"

"I'm in Rome, calling you on behalf of Mu Chu. Can you hear me clearly?" Nangong Yue's expression was serious.

"The sound is very clear." Zhang San's voice was trembling with excitement as he said:

"We are almost going crazy with anxiety. Wang Long is eagerly waiting for the signature. We dare not act rashly. There has been no news from Brother Mu Chu. We are almost going crazy with anxiety."

"Listen carefully," Nangong Yue said solemnly, choosing his words carefully, while staring straight ahead:

"I am entrusted by Mu Chu to solemnly inform you, and through you to inform Wang Long, that the property rights agreement between Grapple Co., Ltd. and Hanzhou Leather Factory can be officially signed. You will immediately deposit the Austrian shillings worth 7 million Dragon Teng coins from Narnia into the account of Hanzhou Leather Factory.

The rest will be paid within three months, and the funds will be transferred soon. Did you understand? Repeat it to me carefully and word for word."

"I heard it clearly, I heard it clearly." Zhang San did not dare to slack off at all, and repeated it carefully and verbatim.

"Any other questions?" Nangong Yue raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Yes." Zhang San asked impatiently:

"So what should we do next?"

Nangong Yue smiled and said:

"Just prepare a few big boxes and wait to put the money in them and you'll be done."

"Hahaha..." Zhang San also laughed without any restraint. His laughter was so relaxed and happy, as if the huge rock pressing on his heart turned into powder in an instant.

"My mission is finally completed successfully." Nangong Yue said with a sense of relief:

"I wish you all the best. Bye."

Nangong Yue put down the phone, and her depressed mood seemed to be relieved a little. The process of thinking and making decisions was full of twists and turns, difficulties and obstacles, and so complicated that it made people's heads explode. But when it came to putting it into action, it was so quick and easy, it was simply amazing.

"Okay, take me back," she said.

Fang Baiyun started the car and it sped off onto the road like an arrow.

The car lights on the flat street are like a dazzling galaxy, which is magnificent. Shops are dotted on both sides of the street, and the neon lights are flashing brilliantly, which is dazzling.

On the sidewalks, intoxicated couples strolled sweetly, innocent children chased and played happily, and leisurely old people strolled leisurely.

This scene is as beautiful as a dreamland, and this life is extremely comfortable. Nangong Yue looked at the beautiful street scene, and she couldn't help but sigh softly with a feeling of emotion and sadness.

She murmured to herself:

"It's been eight days since the great poet Fang committed suicide. We don't know what happened to him now. Maybe he has turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared. A living person is gone, and none of us can even take a look at him or send him off. It's really heartbreaking and infuriating."

Fang Baiyun drove silently, with a solemn face and no words.

Nangong Yue opened the car window, letting the cool wind blow on her face, and breathed in the cool air until her teeth were chattering with cold, then she closed the car window. She felt a little more comfortable, and thought to herself:

"Will Liuli be okay in Paris?"

So he asked:

"Will Liuli be okay in Paris?"

"No." Fang Baiyun said while concentrating on driving:

"She has someone by her side all the time. At most, she will just chat with Luo Song for a few minutes. It's not like they are going to confront each other or draw swords. There will be no danger. There will be someone to meet her in the UK. It's as stable as a rock."

Nangong Yue said:

"When Liuli comes back, we may be able to stabilize the situation. She has a lot to do, so I thought of asking her to carefully craft Li Yichen's poetry collection and make it exquisite. She is an expert in this area now."

Fang Baiyun said:

"There are so many things going on, one after another, like a pot of mixed porridge. Don't think about anything else now, just concentrate on doing one thing, go back to the country to see Mu Chu. What is your reason for going to Shengjing? What is Mu Chu's reason for going to Shengjing?

This question cannot tolerate any ambiguity, and there must be a perfect explanation that can withstand repeated scrutiny and argumentation. "

"I can't think of it even if I rack my brains." Nangong Yue frowned and said:

"I thought about going to Shengjing to talk to Su Lundao about writing the preface, visiting Li San, and even getting married on the spur of the moment, but these reasons are too far-fetched and don't hold water at all. I definitely need to ask you about this. I'll book a flight tomorrow and make preparations. You have to tell me the answer before I leave, please, please."

"I have been thinking hard just now, and my brain is really racking my brains." Fang Baiyun said, with a troubled look on his face:

"There is a reason, and it makes sense. But you may find it too cold and cruel."

"Is it that serious?" Nangong Yue opened his eyes wide with suspicion.

"Yi Chen's hometown is in a small village in Sanhe County, Hebei Province." Fang Baiyun seemed depressed and helpless when he said this. He paused for a while and then said:

“Sanhe County is only two hours away from Shengjing by car. Mu Chu and I both went there when we were in college.

Eight long days have passed since Yi Chen committed suicide!

After you book the plane ticket and complete your return trip, you will rush to Shengjing from Menfengkou. After this series of operations, there is no doubt that Yi Chen's ashes have already been safely brought back to Sanhe by his parents.

You heard the sad news on the 27th. You and Mu Chu went to Sanhe to mourn Yi Chen. Considering the dimensions of time and space, it was completely reasonable and feasible.

Yi Chen is not only Mu Chu's classmate and close friend, but also your work partner and your best friend who is as close as a brother. It is undoubtedly human nature and an act in accordance with the laws of nature and human ethics to mourn this deceased friend.

As for safety, please listen to me in detail!

First, the thrilling and terrifying boiling point moment has become a thing of the past; second, they have cleverly and tactfully avoided the trouble; third, the pressure on the police has been significantly and greatly reduced after the refund, so there is no need to worry about encountering any major troubles.

Even if we do run into some minor troubles, it will only be a simple question-and-answer session. With your and Mu Chu's extraordinary abilities, you will definitely be able to handle them with ease.

Since Mu Chu can go to Sanhe and return on the same day, he will definitely have ample opportunities to discuss important matters during his stay in Shengjing.

I have thought about it for a long time, and this is the only reason that convinces me at the moment.

Nangong Yue's heart felt as if it was pierced by an extremely sharp blade. With a gloomy expression and full of sorrow, she complained:

"What a miserable fate Yi Chen has had? He has already passed away, yet he is still being used. This is too heartbreaking and too tragic to bear!"

"If Yi Chen is still alive, he will definitely understand and sympathize." Fang Baiyun hurriedly comforted him softly:

"Yi Chen was a close friend of Mu Chu and I. For Yi Chen's sudden death, it is far from enough to just shed a few tears of grief and feel a little heartbroken.

We must unhesitatingly fulfill his unfulfilled wishes and bravely and fearlessly shoulder the responsibilities he should bear towards his family and parents.