After Dawn (Bing Kuai'er)

"Squat me?" Li Luo was in disbelief, and his mind raced in circles, "Could it be that my fans are torn apart from other fans? Did you expose our family's affairs?"

Li Zhenghong made a quick decision: "Do you have a back door here? Let the two of them leave through the back door, and then tell the reporter that the person is no longer inside. They will naturally disperse if they can't squat down."

When he spoke seriously, he was not angry and pretentious, with the strength of being a leader all year round, and the prison guards couldn't help but replied "yes".

Li Luo: "Okay, then let's go first, Dad, don't worry, it's just a hot search for a few days at most, it won't affect anything."

Li Zhenghong sighed: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Feng Zhi'an: "It's okay, I will help A Luo to deal with it."

"Well, with you here, I feel more at ease."

Li Luo: "...All right."

The three bid farewell in a hurry, and the prison guards at the storage area brought the mobile phones and other belongings they had handed in earlier. Feng Zhian took the car keys and suddenly remembered: "The car is parked at the front door, let me drive over."

The prison guard stopped him: "There are many reporters at the front door, and some of them probably know you."

In recent years, Feng Zhian has appeared in public instead of Li Zhenghong, and many photos can be found on the Internet. Since these reporters are here to focus on Li Zhenghong, they must have done some homework. Feng Zhian may indeed be recognized and surrounded.

Li Luo: "I'll call someone to pick it up, but it will take about an hour. It's too remote here."

He pressed the phone and was about to make a call to Deng Liang when he suddenly saw three missed calls and two unread messages on the screen, all from Duan Mingyang.

What could make Duan Mingyang make three phone calls?

Li Luo clicked on the message and glanced:

[Don't go out, I'll pick you up. ]

[Here we are, find me at the back door. ]

The two messages were separated by nearly an hour, which is about the distance from the city center.

Seeing him standing still, Feng Zhian asked, "What's wrong? Is there no one to shout? Then let me shout."

"no need……"

Li Luo couldn't tell where the sudden enthusiasm in his heart came from, but the feeling at this moment was the same as when Duan Mingyang walked into the hotel room and picked him up from the bed that day.

"Mr. Li, do you know the consequences of leaving me?" Duan Mingyang held him firmly and said, "Only I can protect you."

He was light and light, as if he was sent up to the clouds by the steam from the heat, and saw his savior.

"Someone is coming to pick me up."

When Li Luo realized that he said this, his ears should be a little red.

Extending out from the back gate of the prison is a flat but not too wide road, with only two traffic lanes. The weeds on both sides of the road have been pulled out, and only some broken stones are left. It looks very desolate, and the wind blows Sha Yiyang is quite a bit like an American western.

When Li Luo and Feng Zhian walked out of the back door, they saw Duan Mingyang's car conspicuously parked not far away. It was not the usual Maybach, but replaced by a creamy white Bentley, old-fashioned and mature.

It seems that they are not here to pick up people out of trouble, but to pick up people to elope to the ends of the world.

He came alone, leaning against the car body with his pockets in his pocket, looking into the distance.The tough side profile and the calm and gloomy aura are just like the moment when Li Luo picked him out from the crowd in the bar.

Whether it is a noisy or desolate environment, he seems so out of place.

Just because it's too bright.

Duan Mingyang seemed to sense that someone was coming, turned his head, looked over from a distance, and precisely positioned Li Luo's face. In his deep eyes, there seemed to be some strong emotions converging into a vortex, pulling people into it, slowly Slow down.

The closer Li Luo got, the slower his breathing became, and he fell into the vortex involuntarily. At the moment when he was about to suffocate, he suddenly woke up, Yu Sheng's heart suddenly beat wildly.

Is it his illusion?Duan Mingyang didn't seem to be forcing him or playing with him, but...was really waiting for him.

Waiting for him to speak out what is in his heart, waiting for him to open his heart to accept... Maybe, he will get the long-awaited response.

Their eyes seemed to be drawn by an invisible thread, and they kept getting closer, without deviation by half an inch, until they were pulled together and stared at each other face to face.

"How long have you been waiting for me?" Li Luo asked.

He capriciously thought that if Duan Mingyang thoughtfully said "just arrived", then he could consider being a holy father once and forget the past.

"long time."

It's a pity he forgot, Duan Mingyang has never understood style.

But Li Luo felt that since he had waited for a long time, it seemed appropriate to be forgiven once.

The balance of his principles has been completely broken, and it keeps tilting towards Duan Mingyang.

Heart fire is hard to extinguish, history repeats itself, there is nothing to do.

It was originally a thin layer of hatred covering the deep love, but Duan Mingyang wiped away the hatred with a few times of tenderness that seemed to have nothing, and the love underneath couldn't wait to re-emerge.

Only then did I realize that all these years of longing had penetrated into my bone marrow like tree roots.

If you want to really uproot yourself, you must first kill yourself.

To be honest, he wanted to issue an amnesty order in advance, pardoning Duan Mingyang's crimes and his own hatred, but he was not willing to be so easy, after much deliberation, he decided to observe for a while.

"Hello, Mr. Feng." Duan Mingyang held out his hand respectfully to Feng Zhi'an with a straight face.

His appearance at the moment is a bit like a son-in-law who met his parents for the first time, passing by, but when Li Luo thought about it carefully, Duan Mingyang seemed to be like this all the time.

Feng Zhian was well behaved, shook hands with him, and did not show any concern for the past, but those who knew him well knew that he was always gentle and polite to others, if he didn't smile, it meant that he was extremely reluctant to deal with this person.

"Mr. Lao Duan is here. Actually, we can go back by ourselves, and you don't have to come to pick him up."

"Sorry, I was rude." Duan Mingyang was extremely humble, "It's just that the incident happened suddenly, I think it's better to come and see the situation in person."

"Thank you for your concern, I will take good care of A Luo, and I won't trouble you next time."

"Ah."

Duan Mingyang stood obediently with his head bowed like a student being scolded by a teacher, quite different from his usual look of condescension to all sentient beings.Li Luo felt very fresh, and when Feng Zhian walked around the car to the co-pilot, he quickly hooked Duan Mingyang's arm, and teased:

"Mr. Duan is really so worried about me? I'm a little flattered."

Duan Mingyang's eyes fell on his face again: "My negligence, I will bear it."

In just eight words, Li Luo's mind was shaken when he heard it.

The young people suddenly release the courage of the old people, which can always make people dizzy.

After getting into the car, Duan Mingyang immediately drove away from the prison, and only after driving four or five kilometers to ensure that no reporters were following him did he open his mouth to explain the reason for the incident:

"The news has already been released on the Internet. In China, I arranged for three major media outlets to reprint it. Jiang Liushen should also arrange for a few. The popularity has gone up, but the effect is not as good as expected. Duan Xingye used you as a shield. Now the traffic and Most of the media focus is on you."

"Huh?" Li Luo sounded a little strange, "If he uses me as a shield, why not..."

"No need for what?" Duan Mingyang asked.

Why not use that surveillance video?The heat is definitely higher than the exposure of his father.

But Li Luo glanced at Feng Zhian who was in the co-pilot's seat, and didn't dare to say anything.

Neither his father nor Uncle Feng knew about the existence of the video, otherwise, Duan Mingyang would have been torn apart by Uncle Feng.

But that video... Li Luo vaguely remembered that when Duan Xingye sent someone to pretend to be Zark, the translator seemed to mention "Don't lose the video again".

Could it be that... Duan Mingyang secretly deleted the video in Duan Xingye's hand?

He couldn't help but glance at Duan Mingyang in the front seat.

Hmph, you still have a conscience.

"It's nothing. He uses me as a shield, what will happen?"

"It will affect your reputation and development."

Li Luo was slightly stunned: "No, I'm asking what the consequences will be for your brother."

Duan Mingyang was silent for a few seconds, and said: "We originally wanted to use public opinion to expand the influence of this matter, so that the reputation of the Duan family will be lowered, the image will be tarnished, and some contacts will be affected, so as to delay their reorganization as much as possible. It's time to collect more evidence. But in this way, we must speed up, and the heat will not last long."

"It means that the time for them to clean up will be shortened?"

"Yeah. Duan Xingye has already found a team of lawyers and a public relations team. It will take a month at most to suppress the limelight."

"It's only been a month?" Li Luo was surprised, "Didn't you say it with confidence at the beginning? How did it turn out to be just a month? As for it?"

"As for. The influence of public opinion is great, and can even affect the judgment. But if the popularity of public opinion does not reach a certain level, it will drop quickly and be suppressed by new incidents. Besides, our evidence is not perfect. Only relying on these, the Duan family will be able to turn around sooner or later, but sooner or later."

"So your exposure didn't help much?"

"It's still useful. Their crime did not involve financial interests. If there is no pressure from public opinion, those business partners will not care at all. Now at least there is a little more taboo, and they should avoid the Duan family for a while. .”

"Wow, your business is really dark." Li Luo lay on the back of the front seat, with his arms resting on his chin, and his lips were only ten centimeters away from Duan Mingyang's ears.

"Hey, what do I think, you don't seem very nervous? Have you collected new evidence to bring down your family?"

Duan Mingyang held the steering wheel steadily: "For the time being, I have some confidence."

Feng Zhian, who was on the co-pilot listening for a long time, finally couldn't help asking: "What new evidence?"

Duan Mingyang hesitated for a while: "Sorry, it's inconvenient to tell me."

Feng Zhian nodded, and said "understand", but it seems that he should have some complaints in his heart.

Li Luo guessed that Duan Mingyang's favorability with Uncle Feng was about to change from negative one hundred to negative one thousand, so he had an idea, and quietly passed his hand through the gap between the driver's seat and the car door from the left side, avoiding Feng Zhian's sight, and gently Lightly poked Duan Mingyang's arm.

"Mr. Duan, since you're not panicking at all, why did you drive here to pick us up? Are you worried about us?"

He thought he gave enough hints, but Duan Mingyang didn't appreciate face very much.

"No."

"……Oh."

"Mr. Feng is always calm and calm when encountering problems. I'm not worried about him." Duan Mingyang added.

Li Luo was stunned, the small flame that had just weakened ignited, and moved closer, his lips almost touching Duan Mingyang's ear: "Huh? Do you mean you came here because you were worried about me?"

"Mr. Li, please sit down and don't interfere with my driving."

Even Feng Zhian cast a helpless look, Li Luo had no choice but to give up resentfully.

On the way back to the city, Li Luo took advantage of the spare time to read the comments on the Internet about his "dirty material". Shocked, and some expressed disdain:

[Shocked my whole family, the Li family used to be the richest man in xx city!I didn't expect Yimei to have such a big background!The entertainment industry is really condescending! ]

[You just know?When Li Luo debuted, someone had picked up on his family background, but at that time his father's affairs should have been suppressed by Jiang Liushen, and there was no splash at all. ]

[? ? ?I seem to have drunk the candy of the bamboo horse group! ]

[Although we don't do the same thing now, but his father committed a crime, he should know about it, right?Is it an accomplice? ]

[Hehe, Young Master Li has really inherited his father's excellent genes. My father cheats money in business, and my son cheats money in the entertainment industry. After debuting for so many years, he still acts in some brainless nympho dramas. It is said that the salary for an episode is tens of millions. , Absolutely tax evasion, right?Don't the relevant departments interrogate? Let the father and son reunite. ]

Li Luo was very happy when he saw this: "I have tens of millions in one episode? Why don't I know?"

Fortunately, there are fans and rational passers-by who responded on his behalf.In the final analysis, even if his father's crime is true and has little to do with him, most people can still eat melons rationally.

It's just that this matter is really too explosive. Although Duan Mingyang said that he is already cooling people down, but his traffic is too large, and the money is spent like running water, but the effect is not seen. It is still the top of the hot search list. It won't come down for a while.

The next few on the hot search list are the scandals of Duan's family. Several major media reported that according to the confession of Zhao Jianhua, the general manager of Longhang Entertainment who was arrested and imprisoned a while ago, and some anonymous letters of disclosure, he once worked for Duan. The chairman of the company's group and his son provided flesh and blood transactions, including minors.

Although the report named Duan Xingye as his son, Duan Mingyang, who had just become popular on the Internet a while ago, was inevitably dragged into the water.

Li Luo read the comments of the netizens, and it was indeed full of curses and spats.This kind of ruining the three views is something everyone sees and sprays it on. Occasionally, one or two who can't tell the difference between the occasions and praise the two young masters of the Duan family are also sprayed by angry netizens.

The hot searches on both sides may seem unrelated to outsiders, but they are actually closely related. Unfortunately, except for them, no one knows the conspiracy.

Li Luo stared at the list for a while, then moved his eyes from the phone screen to the front seat, and suddenly said quietly: "Mr. Duan, I have a good idea to divert public opinion, but it may cause trouble for you, I don't know whether to do it or not... ..."

"Don't do it."

"..."

Li Luo gritted his teeth: "Sorry, I already did it."

Feng Zhian turned around: "What did you do?"

The car drove into the underground garage, Duan Mingyang reversed the car quickly, entered the garage steadily, and turned his head, looking at him seriously, as if he was waiting for an explanation from him.

Li Luo moved his finger away from the screen and blinked:

"I forwarded your brother's news."