Chapter [-]

Before meeting each other, Shen Zhuo always thought that Hua Lin would be about the same age as Mr. Su.

It wasn't until he walked in through the door of the private room that he realized that the man sitting in the room and Mr. Su seemed to be quite different in age.

"Mr. Shen, please sit down." A young man brought Shen Zhuo in, bowed to Hua Lin, and retreated respectfully.

Shen Zhuo glanced at the closed door with the end of his eyes, the young man's attitude was a bit like that of an ancient slave serving his master.

The fragrant tea in front of him should be Biluochun, and the white mist rose up. Shen Zhuo neither drank the tea nor spoke, and sat calmly with the half-aged middle-aged man next to him for a while.

Until Hua Lin was around this age, he had never been neglected so much. He let out a cold "hum" and said in a very unhappy way: "Mr. Shen is very courageous to go to an appointment alone."

Shen Zhuo smiled gently, stretched out his hand and turned the white porcelain cup in front of him, with green bamboo on one side and peony on the other, a very strange design.

"It's useless for Mr. Hua to keep me, and I won't carry the information with me." Shen Zhuo frowned, and added slowly, "You really look very anxious."

Hua Lin's complexion changed, and he stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup in front of him. There was a long dark brown scar on his hand, which was still clearly visible even after the day after tomorrow's maintenance.

"Young man, you can find out so much," he gestured to Shen Zhuo with a teacup, with a sneer on his puckered lips: "Then you can definitely find out that I had a brother before."

Shen Zhuo smiled but said nothing.

"His favorite tea is Biluochun." Hua Lin put the tea in the cup to his lips and took a sip. "If I remember correctly, your father has been influenced by him since he was a child, so he should also like this kind of tea."

"is it?"

Shen Zhuo's mood didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, he looked at Hua Lin with a smile, just like watching a comedian.

He seemed to think about it seriously, then shook his head slightly, and said softly, "Mr. Hua, I thought you would be more straightforward, but I didn't expect you to be so unlucky."

Hua Lin frowned, and the teacup in his hand was put back on the table with a loud knock.

"Ming people don't speak dark words, Mr. Shen." He looked at Shen Zhuo with a cold face: "Hua Hai did have a son, but unfortunately his son disappeared 30 years ago. Later, I helped him find his son, and he gave his son to him. The company and shares were given to me."

His speech was exceptionally fluent, with bizarre twists and turns, like a detective novel that had been written long ago.

And he is the greatest character in detective fiction.

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man opposite. His appearance was like a delicately wrapped gift, and he looked about 60 years old.

But Mr. Su is already 85 years old this year, so he and Hua Hai should be over 70 years old.

He looked at Hua Lin on the opposite side for a long time, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

After enduring and enduring, Shen Zhuo still didn't hold back. He opened his mouth and asked with a sincere smile: "Mr. Hua, what you said is really touching. Then what?"

"But when my brother went to pick up his child, both of them disappeared. I have been looking for my brother and the whereabouts of the child all these years."

Hua Lin's face even showed a bit of interest and sadness. He paused before continuing, "I found that child later, but I didn't find my brother again. The child said that there was an accident and my brother died in the hospital. abroad."

Shen Zhuo hurriedly applauded his face, and the applause circled the beam for three feet in the box with good echo. He said with a moved face: "This story is so perfect, Mr. Hua, since you are such a hero, you must not be afraid to face twists and turns with the wind and rain."

He curled his mouth, stood up while talking, and said politely: "Thank you for today's story exchange, I will wait for you tomorrow on Weibo Toutiao."

Shen Zhuo pulled away his chair and was about to go out, but before he started to walk, he was stopped by a cold shout from Hua Lin behind him.

"Wait!"

Shen Zhuo turned around and raised his hand to look at his watch. He seemed a little helpless and said: "Mr. Hua, although your story is very exciting, we are all busy. We don't like to listen to stories in our spare time. We prefer to listen to the truth. What do you think?" ?”

"Shen Zhuo! I advise you not to toast and not to eat fine wine!" Hua Lin slammed the table and stood up, even his expression became a little bit stern.

It's just that a person who is not afraid of death really can't be afraid of his ferocious expression, Shen Zhuo did stop in his tracks, and indeed turned his head, and even took a serious look at Hua Lin several times.

Then he showed a smile: "Hua Lin, you know what I want you to say, and you can talk about it without going around in circles. I won't force you, and you don't force me either."

"You..." The complexion of Hua Lin who was standing there changed again and again. After a long time, he took out a medicine bottle from his pocket with his hand, poured out a few pills, and poured it down with water.

He was so disobedient to his old age, but his trembling hands were already declaring that he was an old man at Twilight.

Hua Lin was silent for a while, then glanced at Shen Zhuo again, his eyes were a little more blank and silent, and he said after a long time: "I'll tell you what you want to know, will you let the Hua family go?"

Shen Zhuo pulled back the chair and sat down, said with a smile: "It depends on your answer, I'm not satisfied."

Hua Lin glanced at Shen Zhuo with extremely dark eyes, reached out and took the small kettle on the side to refill his cup with hot water, and said slowly to Shen Zhuo in a calm and almost strange tone: "If I had known it would be Today, I should have killed you right then."

"It shouldn't be...it shouldn't be." The old man sitting on the chair took a sip of the Biluochun in the cup, and sighed a little bit sullenly, "I don't deserve the kindness of a woman, I want to leave a queen for Hua Hai after all. Unexpectedly, the hidden dangers planted are endless."

Hua Lin leaned himself on the back of the chair, raised his eyelids, and asked Shen Zhuo, "What do you want to know?"

"Shen Fei, I think you should know who he is."

Shen Zhuo was not affected by his words just now, sat down steadily, stretched out his hand and pushed the teacup in front of him, "He is Hua Hai's biological son, right?"

"That's right. Don't you know everything?"

"Then what about the one you asked Hua Hai to take the risk of recognizing?"

"Heh..." Hua Lin's eyes were dark, he smiled coldly twice, and glanced at Shen Zhuo seemingly, "That's me using his wife's eggs and my sperm to conceive The one who came out, my own son, ten years younger than Shen Fei."

"After getting the shape, of course she looks very similar to Shen Fei."

——Only ten years younger, he started planning decades ago, a conspiracy against his own brother.

The expression on Shen Zhuo's face did not change, but he took a deep breath in his heart, and he raised his eyebrows pretending to be careless: "His wife's egg?"

Hua Lin smiled almost subtly: "Arrange a physical examination before menstruation, and then arrange a small accident, who will find out?"

Shen Zhuo tried his best to make himself look smiling: "Okay, next question. Was Hua Hai killed by you on the way to recognize his son?"

It seems that Shen Zhuo asked this question too straightforwardly, Hua Lin was stunned for a moment, but shook his head: "It was an accident."

"Accident?"

"Accident..." Hua Lin laughed again, it sounded strange, "I just wanted to lock him up, in a place where only I could see him."

"Where did you choose?"

"Africa." Hua Lin's voice was extremely sinister, hoarse and a little crazy, "But you also know that the place is too messy, and there was an accident."

Shen Zhuo's heart became numb after a few questions.

Now he thinks that Hua Lin is no longer a normal person, he doesn't have the emotions of a normal person, and even the thinking of a normal person no longer exists.

He subconsciously glanced at Hua Lin, but found that his expression at this time was a little different from before.

He seemed to be remembering, and it seemed that something extremely painful flashed past his eyes.

But it was only for a moment, Hua Lin returned to his original appearance in almost a moment, and looked at Shen Zhuo with a sneer: "Young man, are you satisfied? Are there any questions?"

Shen Zhuo's words paused for a moment, he hesitated, and then slowly said: "The accident that Shen Fei disappeared from the Hua family... was also arranged by you, wasn't it?"

"Hahaha——" Hua Lin laughed suddenly, his eyes were raised high, and when he looked at Shen Zhuo, he had a very demonic feeling.

The laughter that sounded completely crazy echoed in the box several times before it stopped.

After a moment of silence, Hua Lin opened his mouth with a grin: "Shen Zhuo, you are much smarter than Shen Feike. Did you inherit your IQ from your mother? I am so lucky. I wonder if I have the chance to meet her?"

The smile finally disappeared from Shen Zhuo's face. After he finished asking all the questions, he didn't even have the intention to continue the courteous conversation with Hua Lin.

He stood up and looked down at Hua Lin who was still sitting on the chair with a blank expression: "It's a pity, she has already died in peace."

"That's a pity." Hua Lin nodded unexpectedly, agreeing with Shen Zhuo's opinion deeply.

Shen Zhuo pushed back the chair, turned around to say goodbye, and took two steps as if he suddenly remembered something, then paused and turned around, and said softly, "Suddenly thought of another question, can I add one more?"

Hua Lin seemed to have a different kind of tolerance towards the juniors suddenly, he raised his chin at Shen Zhuo, motioning him to speak.

"Bai Siqi—you also arranged for someone to do the injury, right?"

"Who is that?" Hua Lin frowned, as if he hadn't remembered it for a long time.

Shen Zhuo patiently added: "It's a starlet, a lover of Su Jingcheng."

"Oh yes, there is such a thing." Hua Lin nodded, "Yes, I arranged for someone to teach him a lesson, put some pressure on Su Jingcheng, and tell him not to be too arrogant."

Shen Zhuo nodded, without stopping, turned and left.

When he put his hand on the doorknob, he heard Hua Lin add something later.

"You were working for Su Jingcheng in the 'Dingcheng'. At that time, I thought that if you replaced Bai Siqi with you, I would definitely send two more people there, and I would never give you a chance to go back alive, so as to avoid future troubles. .”

"It's a pity that there was no reason at the time."

Hua Lin's tone was extremely regretful, he stretched out his hand to pour tea for himself, and looked at Shen Zhuo's back with a half-smile, "Mr Shen, I've finished answering, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

——It turned out that it wasn't that he was unlucky, nor that Bai Siqi's luck was better than his.

—but that he was never expected to live.

Shen Zhuo's hand on the doorknob was tightened, and then loosened after a while, as if he had let go of the last piece of strength in his life.

"You don't have any recording equipment, and if you say it, no one will believe you. Instead, it will give the Hua family a chance to fight back."

Hua Lin's tone was leisurely and sly, with the slickness of a businessman and the ambition of a politician/politician, "How about writing it off?"

"Oh." Shen Zhuo opened the door, turned around and glanced at Hua Lin, "Mr. Hua, your Hua family's private affairs, 'Yiyu' is not a paparazzi, why report this."

"As for writing it off...you killed my grandfather and my father, how can I write it off with you?"

Shen Zhuo slammed the door shut, and quickly walked out of the corridor.

Locked Hua Lin's ever-changing complexion in the room.

After a meeting, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening when Shen Zhuo returned to "Yiyu".

It's not working hours and weekends, except for the planning department and a few departments that work overtime, the lights are still on, and the company is extremely quiet.

Shen Zhuo took the elevator upstairs, and suddenly Aimee didn't go back today.

He stood at the door of Aimme's office and knocked on the door. After Aimee looked over, Shen Zhuo smiled at him: "Yo, what about working overtime?"

Aimee pointed to the watch of the finance department on the table, and said indifferently: "I gave myself a raise."

Shen Zhuo walked over and picked up the form to look at it, and said with a smile, "It's incredible, I added ten yuan to myself."

"The document is on the table for you. Boss, please go home immediately after you sign it." Aimee waved at Shenzhuo boldly, "You look so bad today, it looks like you didn't rest well last night. Next week's physical examination Don't forget to go."

Shen Zhuo coughed a few times, looked at the mirror in Aimee's office, and prepared to go back to his office.

"One more thing, boss..." Aimee seemed to hesitate for a moment, looked up at Shen Zhuo, met his questioning gaze, and then struggled, "Just now the legal department received a joint purchase agreement from 'Ding Cheng'. "

"Co-purchasing books?" Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows.

"To be precise, it's a gift agreement." Aimee swallowed, "Su Jingcheng returned to China by private jet from England two hours ago for treatment, because his brain injury was serious, and he was afraid of any accidents during the long-distance flight...the news he dictated before boarding the plane."

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