Something is wrong with my vacation world [quick wear]

Genting Tower.

Sun Jingxing read the information in his hand at a glance, and corresponded with the information in his mind one by one.

Guan Yu sat on the other side and looked at him curiously, "Boss, is Huo Chengyuan making any new moves? Why are you suddenly looking for the investigation records from two years ago?"

Sun Jingxing put down the documents in his hand and didn't speak, but the emotion brewing in his brow made Guan Yu a little startled and a little confused.

The last time I saw the boss like this was two years ago, when the Sun family's cancer was being cleaned up.

I don't know what's going on this time, could it be that Huo Chengyuan finally couldn't help but prepare to do something?

Guan Yu was a little excited.

"Do you still remember who were the closest people around Huo Chengyuan two years ago?" Sun Jingxing asked after a moment of silence.

"Except for the young master of the Wen family, there is only one little assistant." Guan Yu thought about it for a while, "You should also remember, the man who always wears white shirts and gold-rimmed glasses and looks gentle , I don’t know the origin, it’s like suddenly appearing next to Huo Chengyuan overnight, and I will leave it to him to do anything that Huo Chengyuan doesn’t want to show up. When Huo Chengyuan fell from power, many people wanted to poach him, but unfortunately he didn’t It looks like he's gone abroad now."

"Don't you think it's strange?" Sun Jingxing rubbed the information in his hand, his eyes were deep. Out of nowhere, something just happened to attack Huo Chengyuan."

"You, you mean..." Guan Yu's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't speak fluently, "He he he..."

"Whether it's true or not, find him first." Sun Jingxing lowered his eyes and looked at the cover of the document with a dim gaze.

Before, because there were too many things, even if he noticed these things, it was too late to confirm them. Now, the most important thing he lacks is time.

And now that Huo Chengyuan is back, he behaves strangely.Perhaps, he also missed some information.

On the other hand, several days have passed since meeting Mrs. Song, and Pei Jue, who can't think of a good solution to the problems left over from history, decided to put this matter aside for now, after all, he has more important things to do now— —The museum can start construction.

Qin Cheng is now vigorously promoting environmental protection, and the Garbage Art Museum proposed by Pei Jue is in line with the needs of the current environment, so the approval process for various documents is very fast.

Now that the procedures have been completed, the site selection has been determined long ago, and with Wen Yunbin's financial support, on the day of receiving the letter of consent, Pei Jue found a construction company with the blueprints, striving to complete the project in the shortest possible time.

During the construction of the museum, he also needed to prepare the collections. Because of the special nature of the museum, the collections were naturally more troublesome. For this reason, Pei Jue directly contacted the largest garbage station in Qincheng and searched for a lot of things.

During this period of time, Pei Jue was almost too busy to touch the ground. After running for a day, he returned home, lay on the sofa, and missed his clever, sensible and efficient assistant when he came to this world last time.

Sure enough, he should be brought back!

At the same time, Wen Yunbin didn't have much free time there. His previous practical experience was zero, and his basic knowledge was not solid. Many things needed to be learned from scratch. Fortunately, there was Pei Jue's proposal, and family members from time to time As mentioned above, the company started fairly smoothly.

"Wen Xiaobin, are you really not coming to the party tonight?"

On the phone, my friend's voice was full of surprises, "You said you want to start a company, can't you be serious? Is it because the wine is not good or the beauty is not attractive? Isn't it good to enjoy life? Why bother to blame yourself? Not brother Speaking of you, with the level of your three-legged cat, can your father and brother agree with you to make it like this?"

Wen Yunbin rolled his eyes almost to the sky, "Song Xiaoliu, who do you look down on when you say this? At least I came from the same school and major as Brother Yuan. It's just a small company, and it's not easy!"

"It's as if I'm not the same. You haven't achieved nothing yet, so you can brag about it." Song Liu tutted, "How many years have I been a brother, and I don't know how much you weigh?" At most, it's just a little clever.

Wen Yunbin yelled at him, turning into anger from embarrassment, "Dead fox, go play with your sisters and sisters, don't disturb Dad's business."

"Okay, okay." Song Liu was not angry, and said cheerfully, "Then when you become successful, I will rely on you to support my brother~"

"You're thinking of Taozi." Wen Yunbin's dislike was undisguised, "If you want to raise me, you're also raising Brother Yuan!" What kind of coquettish fox, wouldn't it be nice to raise a big brother?

"Isn't that right, Wen Xiaobin, we have been friends for more than ten years, and you treat me like this? Sure enough, you are a heartless man with a heartless heart. You only see the newcomers laugh, but how can you hear the old ones cry?"

Wen Yunbin got goosebumps when he heard Song Liu's pretendingly sad voice, he immediately expressed that he couldn't bear it and hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy tone coming from the phone, Song Liu threw the phone aside boredly, "Oh, Wen Xiaobin is still so casual." He straightened his handsome hairstyle in front of the mirror again, then turned around and went to the cloakroom to choose his night clothes. The "battle uniform".

After changing his clothes and spraying on some men's perfume, Song Liu looked at himself in the mirror and snapped his fingers, "I'm the most beautiful boy in the venue tonight!"

After everything was packed, he picked up the car keys on the table and was about to go out, but there was a knock on the door of the room, and Song Liu knew it was the housekeeper as soon as he heard the rhythm.

"Sixth young master, the old lady is here to invite you."

Walking on the way to the main house, Song Liu was in a state of anxiety. He kept thinking about whether he had done anything out of the ordinary recently, and after getting the answer that he hadn't, he became even more entangled in the fact that the old lady suddenly wanted to see him. The reason is gone.

Since Song Yuntao became the head of the family, the old lady has almost completely retired and ignored worldly affairs, but her majestic image is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Song family, so even though she seems to have calmed down a lot in the past two years, her grandchildren are still not very happy. Get close to her.

Especially Song Liu, who used to be pressured to kneel in the ancestral hall because of being out of tune, so that now he feels knee pain when he hears the words old lady.

After arriving at the place, Song Liu didn't see anyone, but smelled a faint scent of sandalwood. I heard that the old lady started to worship the Buddha recently, and the small room on the left was changed into a small Buddhist hall, so the person probably was there.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go and have a look, the butler came over from the Buddhist hall with the old lady on his arm.

"Grandma." Song Liu greeted respectfully.

"Sit down." The old lady twirled the beads and said gently, "Do you know why I came here?"

Song Liu sat obediently on the chair and shook his head frankly.

Looking at the bewildered little grandson, the old lady sighed, "That kid from the Wen family knows how to work hard. How long are you going to play? When your grandfather was your age, he already became the head of the family!"

Song Six:? ? ?

Shouldn't this be said to the brothers in front of me?

As Song Yuntao's old man, Song Liu has always been loved and loved, and Song Yuntao has always hoped that he can take over his class. Who knows that he is unexpectedly not self-motivated, and only likes to linger in the flowers.

Because there are five elder brothers in front of him, no one will hold him except his father, and he is used to idleness. Now when he suddenly heard the old lady say such words, he was dumbfounded.

He is doing nothing, but the third cousin and the fifth cousin are not much better. He is obviously the youngest one, so why take him for surgery? !

The old lady did not explain the reason, and left a message, "Either start a business or find a job. If you are still doing business like this on the first day of next month, stop the card!" Then she waved her hand and went back to the small Buddhist hall.

Song Liuyu, who stayed where he was, cried without tears, "Wen Xiaobin, I hate you!"

"Sixth Young Master, please." The housekeeper politely invited him out.

After seeing off people, he returned to the old lady, "Old lady, is it too anxious to do this? Will Sixth Young Master really go to find Third Young Master Wen?"

The old lady shook her head and nodded again, "Wen Yunbin and Huo Chengyuan have always been close, but now that he suddenly stands up, there is no guarantee that there is no handwriting from Huo Chengyuan in it. I understand Xiaoliu's temperament, although it is not reliable, but if he can get on this train, In the future, there may be unexpected gains."

"If the other families find out, will they..." the housekeeper asked worriedly.

"If they can guess the inside story, that's their ability." The old lady smiled indifferently, "As for what to do next, everyone depends on their own abilities, and we don't know what will happen later."

"Now I'm just an old man looking up to Jackie Sun."

After figuring out the key point, the butler stopped talking and quietly retreated, leaving only the sound of reading Buddhist scriptures in the small Buddhist hall.

As Mrs. Song expected, Song Liu went directly to Wen Yunbin that day.

At that time, Wen Yunbin was looking at the report in his hand, his brows were furrowed, and he looked bitter and bitter.After all, after being idle for a long time, he suddenly became a nine-to-five office worker. He was really not used to it, and he almost forgot many things after he left school.

After all, he had to rely on the review points that Pei Jue drew for him to pass the professional exams!

Song Liu crouched on the reception sofa in his office, hugging a soft pillow, looking boneless, "Wen Xiaobin, you have to be responsible to me!"

Wen Yunbin was shocked when he heard the words, and turned his eyes from the report to Song Liu, "Didn't you say there is a party tonight? Why are you crazy if you don't come to my place to tease girls?"

When Song Liu heard this, he snorted angrily and said, "It's not because of you! My old lady started to dislike me after she knew you were working hard..."

Wen Yunbin: ...

"Let's not talk about anything else, is there a time when your old lady doesn't dislike you?" Wen Yunbin asked sincerely.

What responded to him was Song Liu's white eyes.

"This time it's true. The old lady has already spoken. Either work or stop the card." Song Liu rubbed the soft pillow depressedly. From now on, the life of feasting and feasting will leave him.

Unlike Wen Yunbin, who has always been under the control of his family, so he can quickly adapt to his new life, he has been a libertine for so many years, and some habits cannot be changed overnight.

"Little~" Song Liu looked at him anxiously, "Is your company still short of people?"

"No, but are you human?"

Song Six: ...

Alright, he understands, the boat of friendship has capsized :)