amnesia

At noon on Tuesday, when boarding the plane to England, Yan Wenxi suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that something was going to happen on this journey.

When I arrived at London Heathrow International Airport, the local weather was not very good, and the gloomy seemed to indicate something.The faces of Ali and the brothers who accompanied him were also not very good-looking. They are in the dark industry, and sometimes they still talk a little bit superstitiously.

But the funeral has to be attended, so I can only adapt to the situation.

Yan Wenxi sent a text message to Zhang Jingtang at the airport, telling him that he had arrived in London and would contact him when he returned home.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon in London now, and counting the time difference, it's still eight o'clock in the morning in China.Zhang Jingtang always got up early, so he should be on his way to the studio now.So it didn't take long before Yan Wenxi received a reply.

"Okay, waiting for your contact. Be careful."

Those ten short words swept away most of the haze in Yan Wenxi's heart.

After that, the group of them went directly to the five-star hotel and stayed for two nights to adapt to the jet lag. They took the train and backed up the car early on Thursday morning, and finally arrived at the old house of the Rodney family in the evening.

Little Rodney and his wife received Yan Wenxi and the others in person, and arranged Yan Wenxi and Ali in the guest room on the second floor of the main house, and the other brothers invited them to live in the side house.During the dinner, Yan Wenxi met bigwigs and rookies from various countries in the dining room of the main house. Everyone raised champagne glasses with reserved smiles on their faces, and they didn't know how to plot secretly.

The next day, the atmosphere at the old Rodney's funeral was also quite depressing.Little Rodney was speaking his memorized eulogy in front of the coffin, while old Rodney had only two of the other four well-known children, his biological daughter and the youngest illegitimate child, and the other two were missing.And the expressions of the two present were not very good-looking, and there was grief, but more of it was suppressed anger.

However, Yan Wenxi's bad premonition when he first arrived did not come true. There was no trouble at the funeral. After the two watched the coffin being buried with their own eyes, they left in a hurry without even speaking to little Rodney.Today was a peaceful day again.

The day after the funeral, Rodney Jr. began to talk privately with all the guests in his study.The one who was more face-saving than him left after breakfast this morning, waiting for little Rodney to visit him in person in the future.Those with less face than him, such as Yan Wenxi, waited for little Rodney to invite them one by one according to the importance in his heart.

However, the Yan family now controls the main market in the southeast of the country where City K is located, and little Rodney should also pay more attention to it. After lunch time, he sent someone to invite Yan Wenxi to his study for a talk.Counting, Yan Wenxi is the fifth pick.

The two talked for about an hour, basically retaining the cooperation rules set by the old Rodney.But because Rodney Jr. just took office, Yan Wenxi sold 20% of his profit in the past three years as a gift.Little Rodney seemed quite satisfied with this gift, and said that he would strive to introduce him to more advanced sources of goods next year.

On the same day, they stayed overnight in the old house of the Rodney family. On Sunday morning, they set off for London and checked into another five-star hotel at night.

This trip went so smoothly, Yan Wenxi felt a little empty in his heart.He was lying on the bed in the hotel, but he couldn't fall asleep. Seeing that it was one o'clock in the morning on Monday, he simply got up and took out his mobile phone to call Zhang Jingtang.It's nine o'clock on a Monday morning in China, and Zhang Jingtang should already be in the studio.

He waited for a long time, but Zhang Jingtang didn't answer, and finally hung up automatically.Just when he was thinking about whether to make a second call, the phone rang, and it was Zhang Jingtang's call.

"Hello, Ah Tang?"

There was no sound over there, and Zhang Jingtang's reply came two seconds later: "Mr. Yan."

Is there a delay in the signal for international calls?Yan Wenxi thought suspiciously.

"Are you okay? I haven't called you for several days." Yan Wenxi asked him, "Did you interrupt your work just now?"

"No. I don't have my phone with me, so I didn't receive the call."

Zhang Jingtang's voice sounded a little hoarse, and Yan Wenxi immediately became worried: "A Tang, are you sick? The voice doesn't sound very good."

"Well, um." Zhang Jingtang responded, and then told Yan Wenxi, "It seems to be a cold, and my throat is not feeling well."

Knowing that Zhang Jingtang's body is at the root of the disease, he is afraid of the cold. If he is not careful, he will catch a cold easily. If he does not take care of it, it will easily worsen.Yan Wenxi said anxiously: "Are you still in the studio? Hurry up and ask for leave to go back to rest. No, let Ah Heng go directly to pick you up to see a doctor."

"It's okay." Zhang Jingtang hurriedly replied, "I've already asked for two days off from the studio, I just need to rest at home."

Yan Wenxi was still worried, and he continued to persuade: "Then let Ah Heng go to see you, so that I can give you some cold medicine. By the way, let the kitchen of the main house make some porridge for you. Is fish porridge okay?"

"It's really okay, I can take care of myself."

This time, Yan Wenxi did not back down.Although he didn't want Zhang Jingtang to feel that he was too aggressive, he couldn't care less about Zhang Jingtang's health.

"A Tang, don't be willful." Yan Wenxi insisted, but softened his voice even more, "You are not in good health, let Ah Heng bring you medicine, okay?"

Zhang Jingtang was also very stubborn this time. He said: "I have cold medicine here, and I can cook porridge by myself. I really don't need it."

"A Tang..." Yan Wenxi felt that something was wrong, he shouted, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

There was silence for a while, Zhang Jingtang suddenly spoke again, and asked him in a cautious tone: "Mr. Yan... when are you going back to City K?"

Yan Wenxi and the others have already booked a flight from London on Monday morning and to K City on Tuesday.

"Tuesday morning at six o'clock, what's the matter?"

"Well... If you are free tomorrow, can you come to my house?" Zhang Jingtang's tone sounded very tangled, as if he himself hadn't decided whether to invite Yan Wenxi over, and he continued, "The design draft of the new clothes I've already drawn it, and I want you to see it."

This was the first time that Zhang Jingtang invited him to meet, but the current situation, the tone of Zhang Jingtang's speech, and even the excuse he made up for a while made Yan Wenxi's sense of strangeness even stronger.But he is in London now, so he can't teleport back to see what happened to Zhang Jingtang.

"I see, I'll be there tomorrow." Yan Wenxi had just finished speaking when Zhang Jingtang exhaled.

After saying a few more words, Yan Wenxi still failed to persuade Zhang Jingtang to agree to Ah Heng's visit, so he had to call Ah Heng again after finishing the call.

"Boss." Ah Heng answered the phone and asked, "Is the journey going well?"

"It's going well, but Atang doesn't seem to be quite right. Go check and see if anything special has happened to Atang during my absence." Yan Wenxi gave the order succinctly, "Find him another bodyguard. , but don't let him find out."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

After finishing the call with Ah Heng, Yan Wenxi held the phone and looked out the hotel window.The dots of light outside are like splashes on the water surface after being disturbed by the wind.Ah Tang's abnormal performance made him really unable to calm down.

At [-] o'clock on Tuesday morning, Yan Wenxi arrived at K City Airport. Instead of going with A Li and the others, he took the car keys from the driver who picked him up and drove directly to Zhang Jingtang's apartment.When he drove near the community, he went to the supermarket again to buy some ingredients for cooking porridge. By the time he got downstairs to the apartment, it was already past eight o'clock.

When Yan Wenxi came out of the elevator, he saw Zhang Jingtang leaning against the wall in the entrance waiting for him, looking very listless.He walked over quickly, put the bag in his hand on the table in the entrance, and reached out to touch Zhang Jingtang's forehead.Zhang Jingtang didn't back down this time, as if he was too tired to move.

"No fever." Yan Wenxi withdrew his hand, "Is your throat still uncomfortable? Do you have a cough or a runny nose?"

Zhang Jingtang shook his head and said, "I've recovered from a small cold. It's just that I didn't have a good rest last night. I'm sorry, but I can't entertain you properly."

"Don't be polite to me." Yan Wenxi reached out to help him, "Go back to sleep for a while. I've cooked the porridge, and I'll ask you to get up and eat."

Pushed by him into the bedroom, Zhang Jingtang turned his head and talked to him: "I'm fine. Are you jet-lagged?"

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy, I slept for a while on the plane."

He took the plane in London after eleven o'clock, flew for more than ten hours, and took another two hours to get here. According to the biological clock, it should be after eleven o'clock in the evening, almost early morning.But he had already made preparations to take care of Zhang Jingtang, he forced himself to sleep for a few hours on the plane, and he was indeed not sleepy now.

Seeing Zhang Jingtang fell asleep, Yan Wenxi went out to get the ingredients he had bought, and went into the kitchen to prepare porridge.He bought a live fish from the fish shop in the supermarket, asked the employee to dissect it and remove the spines, thinking about making fish porridge for Zhang Jingtang himself.

After the water in the pot boiled, he poured the washed white rice in, and when the water boiled again, he covered the pot and turned to a low heat to simmer.Then, he took out a piece of fish, washed it, carefully cut it into thin slices, and cut some ginger, then put the fish fillet and ginger into a bowl, added cooking wine, pepper and salt, mixed well, and finally gave the bowl Cover with plastic wrap and marinate before the white rice porridge is cooked.

After finishing the work in hand, Yan Wenxi dried his hands before taking out his mobile phone to call Ah Heng.

"Boss, you are back." Ah Heng answered the phone and said, "Did you see sister-in-law?"

"Well, I'm at his house, and he's asleep now. I asked you to investigate yesterday, what did you find?"

"A few brothers and I watched the surveillance of the community this week, and found a rather strange thing. Late on Saturday night, the surveillance downstairs captured a person dropping a letter into his sister-in-law's mailbox. That person may also know There was surveillance, he was wearing a hat and a mask, so he couldn't be identified, so that's why he looked weird."

There is a mailbox at the entrance of the downstairs gate of the apartment, with the room number written on it. Ordinary letters and property notices will be delivered directly. Of course, people often sneak into the community to insert small advertisements.

"Did Ah Tang take the letter later?" Yan Wenxi asked.

"Well, on Sunday afternoon, my sister-in-law seemed to have come back from the supermarket and picked up the letter downstairs. However, nothing unusual happened to him in the subsequent monitoring, and he has never been out since then."

"I see, thank you for your hard work. I will tell you about the British affairs in detail when Ah Tang is better."

After finishing speaking, Yan Wenxi and Ah Heng said goodbye and ended the call.

The timing of this person's letter submission was a bit of a coincidence.Zhang Jingtang also went out to the supermarket on Sunday afternoon, which shows that he was not feeling unwell at that time. (Domestic) On Monday morning, Yan Wenxi called Zhang Jingtang. He said that he had a cold and took two days off, but he refused to let Ah Heng come to visit.Today, it seems that Zhang Jingtang is indeed mentally ill, but it doesn't look like a symptom of a cold.

What the hell happened on Sunday night?Does Ah Tang's behavior have anything to do with that letter anyway?

Yan Wenxi frowned as he stared at the wisp of heat rising from the air hole of the pot lid.

It turned out that Zhang Jingtang's sudden panic on the day he left City K was due to Zhang Jingtang.God really understands people's hearts. He has never been afraid of trouble, but he is afraid that anything will happen to Zhang Jingtang.

The author has something to say:

The Yan family's dark business does not involve white dirty things, they mainly do cold food, of course, this is not FA in reality!

I'm deliberately exaggerating the atmosphere to make you think that something will happen to Gong, but actually it's Shou who has the problem.

This author is very bad, the little angels come and hit her with comments (吃喜!