Banquet

It was just a self-introduction, and the atmosphere in the room became a little strange.

"Do you know my father's current situation?" Jiang Chengyan asked carefully.

Gu Yan raised his head and said, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Chengyan froze for a moment, then subconsciously said, "I'm not hungry."

Gu Yan stood up, stretched his hands and feet, and said lazily, "I'm hungry."

Jiang Chengyan had a strange expression, obviously unable to keep up with Gu Yan's thinking.

Gu Yan pushed open the curtain, turned around and smiled at Jiang Chengyan, his expression was like a large dog, with four parts lazy and six parts stubborn: "Can you cook?"

Jiang Chengyan naturally couldn't do it, but Gu Yan's eyes lit up unexpectedly: "Go borrow the kitchen, I'll cook."

Half an hour later, Jiang Chengyan, who had just learned his name and then ate at a table, still couldn't adapt to the huge change.

It's not that the Jiang family men don't know how to cook, but they have no talent in cooking without exception.

When Jiang Chengyan saw that Gu Yan finished washing, cutting and cooking vegetables in a swift and efficient manner, he could only force himself to recall what he said, prompting Gu Yan to show this behavior.

Gu Yan was nearly [-] tall, and he was a little cramped standing beside the small stove, but he was wearing an apron and humming a little song, obviously in a good mood.

Jiang Chengyan had a complicated expression, he hesitated to speak.

Gu Yan turned around and handed him a dish: "For this master."

This meal, which was indescribable, was finally over.

Jiang Chengyan cleaned up the dishes, and Gu Yan took over to clean them.When Gu Yan packed up and came out, Jiang Chengyan was leaning against the wall and waiting for him.

"Jiang Zetao should have arrived in Beijing by now." Gu Yan's phone vibrated, and he scanned it casually, "Just landed."

"Why didn't you just say it?" Jiang Chengyan turned around and wanted to leave.

Gu Yan blocked him with bright eyes: "I didn't deliberately hide it from you, I let you avoid this time period to help you avoid other possible suspicions."

"In your opinion, don't there be mistakes in legal and proper procedures?" Jiang Chengyan said, "For example, the death confirmation letter."

"You're right." Gu Yan looked calm.

"Procedures will always have loopholes, and seemingly reasonable evidence may be falsified. You can question and ask questions. But don't forget that human emotions are the biggest variable."

"You may not agree with Chen Yan's method, but the intention behind it is actually the same as yours. It is nothing more than to save Jiang Zetao from prison and continue to enjoy his life."

"Do you know me well?" Jiang Chengyan approached Gu Yan and asked in a cold voice.

Those platinum-gold eyes were faintly angry, and Gu Yan's tone was slightly slow: "As you can see, this is only our first meeting."

"You don't know him."

This he is of course Jiang Zetao, and Jiang Chengyan continued with a trace of exhaustion: "The second day after being imprisoned, the lawyer sent two sets of documents, one is the overseas identity certificate and real estate, and the other is the other."

Jiang Chengyan looked cold and serious: "It's the household registration book and proof of residence in Beijing."

"Even if an eagle has its wings broken and is bound in chains, it is still an eagle."

"If the truth is what he wants, as a son, I will try my best to get it for him."

Gu Yan looked stern: "If you can't find it."

Jiang Chengyan smiled faintly, that smile was like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, without any tenderness, it was full of chilling and coldness.

Jiang Chengyan backed away step by step until he reached the stone steps going down.

The long bluestone steps are like a pilgrimage road leading to the top of the pagoda. Jiang Chengyan is one of thousands of mustard seeds, small and thin, "there is no perfect situation in this world."

He is like a young eagle, who does not know how difficult the peak he has chosen is, hurricanes, vultures, sudden difficulties may destroy his confidence and even his life, so he chooses a road.

Gu Yan stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, and said word by word: "The only thing that can be immortal in this world is power."

The intertwined network of people is the blood vessels of those curvy old trees.

Trees last longer than people, and the change and overlap of power will always follow the law of tree growth, so as to stand on the ground of immortality.

The Gu family is like this, the Zhao family is like this, the Junxun family from generation to generation is like this, and the chaebol family is like this.

Gu Yan is no exception.

The sound of footsteps outside the house changed from near to far, and as soon as Gu Yan opened the door, he saw Chen Yan leaning against the window and waiting for him.

"How did it become us to rescue the trapped people, have all the people brought in contacted?"

Chen Yan held down his movements without saying a word, his bloodthirsty eyes were usually suppressed and cold today.

"Jiang Zetao is not here anymore."

"... "

"You ordered him to be transferred."

"We will reach the top of Pingjiang in two hours. We will observe the entry point from the air and look for a place where we can descend into the interior of Pingjiang."

"where is he."

"Where is Jiang Zetao?"

Gu Yan pushed him away with a backhand, looking tired: "Look at your appearance, Chen Yan, you are about to lose yourself."

The rainwater formed a line along the glass windows and slowly fell.

Chen Yan said mockingly: "You have always been sober."

Gu Yanping looked at Chen Yan: "I'm much more sober than you." Then, he said almost cold-bloodedly: "Indulging in personal affairs makes your feet that should be advancing sink into a swamp, and disregarding public opinion makes your heart that should be advancing become chaotic. group."

Chen Yan's eyes were lonely and cruel, and he laughed in a low voice, like a dying beast: "I never wanted to move forward with one heart."

"Jiang Zetao alone is enough for the person with the world in mind. As for me, I just want to protect him alone."

The pain and powerlessness that went deep into the bone marrow made Chen Yan repeatedly dried and roasted in the raging fire, unable to survive or die.

Chen Yan pushed open the window that was creaked by the strong wind, and he laughed softly: "I will find out eventually, you can't stop me." "Since then, there will be no Jiang Zetao in the world."

Gu Yan slammed the window shut: "No."

Chen Yan raised his eyelids slightly, with a half-smile: "You want to stop me."

"Chen Yan can be released on medical parole, but he absolutely cannot be deregistered."

"The Pingjiang case cannot be separated from Jiang Zetao's testimony in court,"

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Besides, everything is changing now. The people who protected him back then will not stand by now. Don't let the white-haired person send the black-haired person."

Thinking of the past, Chen Yan sneered in a low voice, his gloomy expression gradually faded.

He said in a deep voice, "You want to justify Jiang Zetao's name and find out who is behind the scenes for him."

"Chen Yan, you still have many possibilities, at least don't let him blame you."

Talking about the black hands behind the scenes, Chen Yan's eyes darkened. When Jiang Zetao was at his weakest, those people were like mad dogs trying to gnaw Jiang Zetao's flesh and bones.

"The people who couldn't be found back then are easier said than done now."

Chen Yan's thoughts drifted far away, but his mind was gradually stabilized. His eyes were still dark and obscure, but they were much better than before.

"Pingjiang can't hold on anymore, this group of trash wasted too much time, and now they are begging us." Chen Yan said coolly.

"Fortunately, it's still within the golden rescue time." Gu Yan said.

Chen Yan got up and changed his clothes and said, "It's the rainy season, so it may not be the best time for rescue. I'll contact other people, and I'll meet you in half an hour."

"I hope there will be no sudden rainstorm, otherwise visibility will be affected." Gu Yan stared in the direction of the Pingjiang Bridge.

There were several thunderclaps in the night sky, and cracks were torn open in the sky.

The rainy Changhai ushered in the first real heavy rain, and the heavy rain poured down.

The Pingjiang Bridge spans both sides of the Pingjiang River and is always busy with traffic.

It can be seen from the video at that time that in just four seconds, the 150-meter-long bridge section was divided into three sections, two of which fell into the Pingjiang River 25 meters below.

The two sections of the bridge that fell into the Pingjiang River have been salvaged by personnel assigned by the General Administration of Transportation, leaving Gu Yan and others with another section of the bridge.

That section of the bridge was connected to the ground tunnel at the same time, which directly caused a part of the tunnel to collapse in a chain.

It has been 12 hours since the Pingjiang Bridge collapsed, and the number of victims has been increasing along with the number of bodies found.

Gu Yan and the others were not the only ones affected by those thunderclaps, Jiang Chengyan was also among them.

He stood in the hotel, looking at the starry sky, and suddenly found that the night sky was flickering. Thinking of the flight that was willing to take off in this kind of weather, he looked terrified, and immediately rushed out the door.

There was no taxi willing to take passengers on the road, so Jiang Chengyan grabbed an unlocked bicycle and pedaled on it.

The rain was so heavy that his vision was blurred several times. He wiped off the rain and hurried forward.

Riding near the Pingjiang Bridge, Wu Ya squeezed a group of people.

There were family members who were killed, and there were also missing family members. They wailed and made a mess, ordering the government to do nothing, rescue efforts were ineffective, etc. Jiang Chengyan threw himself out of the car and searched for the person he was looking for in the torrential rain.

The increasing rain severely hampered rescue efforts. I don't know what happened in front of us. Reporters from several newspapers in Changhai rushed forward like grabbing money.

The police maintaining order have long been exhausted, but they just maintained the posture of a human wall and tried their best to guard the last line of defense.

A little farther away from the crowd, a reporter is doing a live broadcast: Jiang Zetao, the former director of the Issuance and Examination Committee of the Securities Regulatory Commission’s Issuance Supervision Department, who is currently in jail, and the number of casualties caused by the collapse of the Pingjiang Bridge invested and constructed is now rising , what we are seeing now is that serious conflicts are erupting between the families of the victims and the bad law enforcement officers.

The Pingjiang case has not yet been clarified, and the law enforcement officers did not use violence against the people at the scene, but in order to attract attention, the reporter insisted on fabricating hot and hype-worthy news to increase the ratings.

Jiang Chengyan stepped forward to glance at the reporter's badge, then avoided the crowd.

Emotions were high among the families of the victims: they cursed angrily, shoved and rushed in the direction of the Pingjiang Bridge.

Some old people sat down on the ground, crying and calling out the names of their relatives. Some children were still young, and they were hugged by their relatives, and they were completely treated as weapons.

There is a place in the sky that is flickering, and the small helicopter is gradually lowering its flying altitude and hovering in the northeast direction.

The tunnels near the Pingjiang Bridge were also affected, and the design drawings were temporarily pressed on the cabin. From the pictures taken in the air this time, it can be seen that they are mainly responsible for the area where the Pingjiang Bridge connects with the previous tunnel.

It was the collapsed bridge that directly oppressed the nearby tunnel, and the two intersected. It was the most difficult to confirm the survivors.

"The visibility is too low, and it is too difficult to parachute." Through the flight mask, the team members said loudly.

"Rope down." Chen Yan said sharply.

"If you don't want to roll off like a rookie, you have to check the anti-stress suit and compensation bag again." Gu Yan whistled, looking relaxed.

There was laughter in the cabin, and the team members checked each other's equipment, as if this was one of countless normal landings.

"I'll go down first." Gu Yan said.

Chen Yan nodded: "Be careful."

As soon as the cabin door was opened, a strong wind blew in.

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