dark crossing

Mu Mingsheng was very efficient, Shen Ting had just entered Tianhui the next day, before the boss's chair was warmed up, the landline in the office that seemed to have never rang. ——Shen Tingting's handover staff said that this landline is an exclusive line, and only Tianhui's important partners can get in.

He pondered for a few seconds before reaching out to pick up the phone, and asked in a blunt tone, "Who is that?"

"Who are you?"

Unexpectedly, the caller had a worse attitude than him. Instead of introducing himself, he asked who he was instead, as if he disliked him for not knowing the rules and not reporting himself.

Shen Ting deliberately remained silent.

The other party probably got impatient with waiting, "tsk", and then said to himself: "I am Liang Shuo, please inform your family boss Lin, and say that the gentleman has returned to China, and I want to ask him to meet."

Shen Ting's expression froze when he heard this series of code-like twists and turns.He deliberately lowered his voice, and said in frustration, "Boss Lin? Are you talking about Lin Huo? He died, to save me..."

The other end of the phone was obviously taken aback, "Then you are...?"

Lin Huo's death is well known in the Tao. This Liang Shuo is obviously not well-informed, but fortunately, he is still quick-witted. Hearing that Lin Huo died to save him, he immediately changed his honorific name, and his tone became more polite in an instant.

The end of this interrogative sentence dragged on for a long time. Seeing that Shen Ting did not introduce himself, he immediately asked and answered himself, expressing his own judgment: "Could it be that you are President Song Ci Song? Disrespect and disrespect!"

Shen Ting said with a smile: "What Mr. Song, I dare not be, I am Song Ci, you just said that a gentleman is looking for Lin Huo? Is there something wrong?"

"Yes." The other party paused: "I'm sorry about Mr. Lin, but since Mr. Song Shi fell ill, Mr. Lin has been in charge of my husband's reception."

After knowing that he was Song Ci, the other party's attitude changed significantly.

Hearing the words, Shen sighed quite sadly, "Lin Huo is my brother's right-hand man, almost watched me grow up, he has always been loyal and capable, the world is unpredictable!"

Comfort came from the other end of the phone immediately: "My condolences."

The two exchanged pleasantries about Lin Huo's death for a while, and after lamenting the impermanence of the world, the topic returned to the reception of "that gentleman".

Shen Ting asked bluntly: "Is the 'that gentleman' you are talking about the current leader of Huading Trillion?"

The person on the other end of the phone who called himself Liang Shuo was even breathless. I don't know if he was surprised that Song Ci, who didn't care about world affairs, would know Huading Trillion, or because he didn't expect this newborn calf to ask so directly.

As for this question, Liang Shuo chose to avoid answering, and he continued as if acquiescing: "Our husband often said recently that Mr. Song is young and has just taken over the family business not long ago. After experiencing the pain of bereavement, it is inevitable that he will be physically and mentally exhausted. I don't want to give you too much money." There is a lot of pressure, so there is no need to alarm Mr. Song for everything, let us hand over everything to Mr. Lin."

His foreshadowing not only expressed the importance that "that gentleman" attached to Song Ci, but also explained that their one-line contact with Lin Huo was out of "good faith" considerations, and they did not intend to avoid Song Ci.

Shen Ting smiled coldly, but said: "Yeah, I'm still wondering why I never received your call before."

Liang Shuo laughed: "Yes, yes, Mr. Lin is always Mr. Song's confidant, and it is certain that he will share your worries on his own, but now that he is gone, he may have to bother Mr. Song often..."

This Liang Shuo loves to beat around the bush, and his polite way of speaking is almost the other Lin Huo.

Shen Tingbing came to cover up the water and the soil, and he did good things with a smirk: "It's easy to say, I don't have any advantages, but one thing is good. I am straight-hearted and have a clear distinction between love and hatred. I have always been willing to do anything for my friends. Type. My brother and Lin Huo often said that our Tianhui today depends on the big tree Huading trillion. As the saying goes, don’t forget the well digger when drinking water. Although I, Song Ci, am young, I am also a talented People with a grateful heart. The head of Huading Trillion has come to Jianghu, and there is nothing to disturb. As a junior, I will definitely receive it in person."

Liang Shuo complimented: "Sure enough, a hero born a boy! Mr. Song speaks quickly, although I haven't seen you yet, just listening to your words, I know that you must be very righteous."

Shen Ting responded with a smile, the two said a few more words, and then agreed on a time and place to meet in the near future.I also checked the etiquette and details of the reception.

At the end, Liang Shuo on the other end of the phone suddenly said: "Sir, what you want to talk about this time when you return to China is the formula of that thing. Mr. Lin mentioned it before. Mr. Song already has the item. It is precious. Please be sure to Take it well."

"That's natural."

……

After hanging up the phone, Shen Ting lowered his eyes and fiddled with the letter paper on the table. It was a stack of gilt letter paper with Tianhui's letterhead printed on it.Back then, it was Lin Huo who specially customized it to reflect the strength and quality of Tianhui.

As the elder of Tianhui, Lin Huo's funeral was not to say how sensational it was, but it was by no means shabby, and the movement was loud enough.As Huading Trillion, which is closely related to Tianhui, will the people in power behind it really know nothing about Lin Huo's death?

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Shen Ting's mouth.

The answer is of course no.The person who instructed Liang Shuo to make this call was deliberately probing. In fact, from the very beginning, what he wanted to find was Song Ci himself, the new leader of Tianhui.

And the play "Looking for Lin Huo" was just for him to watch.The purpose is to test whether Song Ci knows about the Huading Trillion.

Therefore, when the other party pretended to be ignorant and deliberately probing with half-truths, Shen Ting directly offered an olive branch to the other party.

In fact, even if Liang Shuo didn't mention the Zombie Formula, he had already guessed the other party's intentions.The last reminder on the phone further confirmed Shen Ting's guess. ——Song Shi, Bei Long, and Chu Zhensheng, the former rulers of Tianhui were killed and arrested.And recently, Lin Huo, who was the last heavyweight information transmitter between Tianhui and Huading Trillion, also died.

The gentleman who was cut off from the bridge with Tianhui who held the formula finally couldn't sit still.That's why I sent my subordinates to make such a phone call.

Thinking of the meeting in front of him, Shen Ting's eyes burned.

The final netting for the big fish is finally coming!

……

The variety show was recorded very late, and when I came out of the studio, it was already dark.Lu Xinghe politely declined the invitation to "have dinner together" from several artists with him, and got into the nanny car alone.

He hadn't eaten all day except for a few mouthfuls of oatmeal for breakfast, and Maggie had bought him meat floss bread.This is something that Lin Youband told, and it comes from Lu Xinghe's favorite pastry shop.

Lu Xinghe held the bread without unpacking it, his eyes fell on the logo on the package with a dazed look on his face. Maggie couldn't stand it anymore, so she stretched out her hand to tear it apart for him: "Xinghe, are you tired? If we are tired, can we rest for a few days? We can push off the work later on."

Probably no agent in the industry would be willing to push the popular variety show that they have already acquired. Maggie was not that kind of person, but Lu Xinghe's appearance made her feel panicked.She completely believed what Lin Youban said before leaving, "You have to watch him, and nothing will happen to him."

When she first heard this, Maggie wondered, what could happen to a big living person?It must be that Lin Youband was too cautious because he cherished it.

But Lu Xinghe's recent state made her start to be afraid.

As an artist, as long as you can get a little bit of fame, you don't have to worry about food and clothing for a lifetime, but the job is highly competitive and stressful.Usually, I can't eat and drink when I meet happy and unhappy people like normal people, as a celebration or comfort.Coupled with the fact that there is a lot of gossip in Vanity Fair, even though celebrities are at the top of the industry pyramid, their general sense of happiness is actually not high.

Most good actors and singers have high emotional intelligence, delicate thoughts, and are very emotional. They are especially prone to demanding too much of themselves or caring too much about other people's evaluations. Therefore, emotional diseases such as depression are also very common in the circle.

Although Lu Xinghe behaved very well every time in front of the psychiatrist, Maggie suspected that he was actually seriously ill.

Ever since Lin Youban held a press conference online to clarify the rumors of her disagreement with Lu Xinghe, she also contacted him many times, but Lin Youban didn't seem to care about what happened around Lu Xinghe at all.

On the contrary, he can always tell Maggie to prevent any troubles that Lu Xinghe may encounter in life or work. Maggie even wondered if this immediate boss planted an eye on Lu Xinghe's body.Otherwise, how can you know all the details clearly?

Lu Xinghe chewed the bread, his eyes fell out of the window.The interior lights of the nanny car were very bright, and through the gaps in the light brown suede curtains, he could only see the red light from the taillights of the car one after another, sliding across the transparent glass window without a trace.

"Xinghe, do you want to go straight home now?" Maggie asked.

Lu Xinghe nodded, "Go back."

"What do you want to eat, I'll ask someone to prepare it."

"No." Lu Xinghe raised the bread in his hand to her: "I'm already full."

With such a small bread, Maggie can fit it when she is full.But she didn't say a word, because she knew Lu Xinghe's personality, no matter how hard others forced him, he still wouldn't want what he didn't want.

The car drove all the way to the basement of the community. Since Lin Youbandit left, Lu Xinghe moved out from Tangcheng Binjiang. He is now living in an apartment that he bought with a mortgage when he first became popular.At that time, he had just lived with Lin Youband not long ago, and when he took the room, he still held up the elevator card and said boldly: "Let's make do with it, and I'll buy you a bigger one when I become more popular in the future."

Standing at the door of the porch, Lin Youband praised him with a smile: "I didn't expect my Xinghe to be so capable?"

"That's right! You just know it in your heart! Don't make it too public, you have to be jailed for a good boyfriend like me! If someone snatches you away, you won't have a place to cry!"

Lin Youban stretched out his hand to grab his wrist, and pressed it firmly against the wall of the entrance. His fingers were white and slender, but with great strength, he whispered into his ear, his breath hot and itchy: "I will try my best to watch, who dares to grab me?" ?”

Lu Xinghe smiled and knelt against him: "That's not necessarily the case, there are too many bold people, I'm a sweet potato, eh—" I also want to emphasize how popular young people are with their mouths gagged, soft The tip of the tongue is contrary to the gentleness of the master, rampant and extremely domineering.

Lu Xinghe's breath was messed up by his kiss, panting eagerly while kissing.

"Lin Youbandit." Standing in the dark entrance, Lu Xinghe turned on the light. Facing the empty home, he was silent for a while, and finally lowered his head to change his shoes, and said softly, "I'm back."