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People with heavy thoughts can't be idle, and they will easily get sick when they are idle. Fortunately, Xing Ming has not been allowed to relax and think about it. A big event happened in the whole of China.

There was an earthquake in Yunnan.Pearl TV is the media with the fastest response in the country. It immediately sent a mighty team of reporters with more than [-] people to the disaster area with long guns and short cannons.But before the first batch of reporters arrived, Xing Ming had sent back several reports.

Xing Ming heard the news from the people around him in the waiting hall. At that time, the disaster situation was still unclear, and there was no related news broadcast on TV, so he made his own decision and bought a ticket to go to the disaster-stricken city.

When the news of the aftershock came, Yu Zhongye was having lunch with Luo You in the restaurant in Taili. He heard the secretary report that Xing Ming had already reached the front line one step ahead, and now he lost contact.Before the dishes were ready, Yu Zhongye had already put down his chopsticks and wiped his hands with a napkin.A series of movements signaled the end of the meal. He looked at Luo You expressionlessly, and his voice was terribly low: "Who told him to go."

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with Luo You, Xing Ming went there without authorization, but Luo You didn't explain a word, and seemed to have a bit of a temper, saying: "The reporter went to the front line to fulfill his communication responsibility. Who sent him there?" Does it matter? He should be there."

After a while, Yu Zhongye calmed down and let out a low "hmm".

But Luo You could still see that his Teacher Yu was not happy, even if it was just a reporter who did his duty.

Fortunately, people got in touch later. Ludian County was the epicenter of the magnitude 7.9 earthquake, and Zhaoyang, Qiaojia, Ningnan, and Zhaotong were also heavily affected areas. At the beginning, the disaster area did not even have electricity or the most basic transmission equipment. Xing Ming had to travel between Kunming and the disaster area every day. Only by going back and forth between times can the good news be sent back to the station.

Reporters are probably a bunch of people with a keen sense of smell.In the devastated area, a pretty female reporter cried and reported the news about the earthquake. As a result, she was dubbed "the most beautiful reporter" by netizens, and her fans skyrocketed to hundreds of thousands. , choked and lost their voice, pear blossoms with rain, crying one after another, it seems that not crying is a political mistake.

In fact, it is no wonder that they are full of emotions. The most frequently mentioned word in disaster reports is human nature, the ugliest, or the most beautiful.The strength of the most ordinary people in China is here. They complain about the government on weekdays, but when it comes to critical moments, they can help each other and help each other when they are sick.There are too many people who are enough to move China. If you really want to touch something moving, you will cry, and tears will flow like a river.So Xing Ming has always been very calm. Even at the beginning, he followed the military medical staff to rescue the wounded, and faced the bloody trauma, his emotions did not fluctuate.

After the disaster situation was basically stabilized, the leaders of the State Council went to the front line to express their condolences.

The big and strong tent was packed with volunteers who were passionate about saving the victims, including men, women and children, but most of them had nothing to do.Xing Ming caught one and asked several questions in a row, what skills do you have?How many days have you been here?What have you done?

That person had never seen a reporter with such sharp questions. He hesitated for a long time, saying that he was a project manager of a foreign company, so he took some photos and prepared to post them on Moments.

Colleagues reminded Xing Ming that even if these materials are filmed, they cannot be broadcast. In the face of a catastrophe, you can only show great love. When you report that volunteers are doing nothing, is it questioning the management and coordination capabilities of relevant departments, or is it dampening the enthusiasm of ordinary people for disaster relief?

Xing Ming nodded and said nothing.

His colleagues ignored him.It's very unlucky for this relegated criminal anchor, and it's probably not good to get involved. Those people in his original group are a lesson from the past.

After his colleagues left, Xing Ming unpacked a bag of instant noodles and chewed dryly while sitting in front of the unbuilt temporary shelter for the victims to write a manuscript.A disaster victim who often jokingly called him "Xing Qiuen" called him from a distance: "Jing anchor, someone is coming from your station, and a gentleman surnamed Yu came to call for you."

It is very difficult to take a bath in the disaster area, and he also eats and sleeps in the open. He knows that he will definitely not look good at the moment.Xing Ming was at a loss for a moment, stood still for several seconds, and then woke up, he quickly unscrewed the mineral water bottle, poured it on his head, washed off the ash on his face, and smoothed his protruding hair.

The person who came was Yu Shaoai.

Yu Shaoai recognized Xing Ming in the crowd all the way without needing a local to lead the way.It is not difficult to be a person who stands out from the crowd wherever he goes.

"What? Looking at your expression, you're quite disappointed?" Yu Shaoai grinned.

"Why are you here?" Xing Ming stared at Yu Shaoai's eyes for about ten seconds, his expression continued to be lacklustre.Not to mention disappointment, but a bit ridiculous.Hundreds of surnames started from Zhao Qian, Sun Li, and there were no less than ten surnames with the same pronunciation as "Yu", and he just thought of the one he shouldn't have thought of.

"I was originally an intern. This time I came to the disaster area with a large army. The news center was bombed, and my dad was directly in charge—"

Yu Shaoai shut up in time, Xing Ming lowered his head and said "Oh".

Yu Shaoai briefly said that after the accident was broadcast live last time, he was kicked out of the house by Lao Tzu and lived with his grandfather temporarily, but he was still looking for a house to move out.Boys at Lao Mei's age have already become independent, so he doesn't have much opinion.Yu Shaoai soon discovered that the criminal anchor was more silent than the last time they went out to investigate together, but it was not the first time that the other party looked into her eyes so tenderly and sadly.He hadn't pretended to think that Xing Ming was interested in him. After he went back that day, he looked up "only a little like Xizhi" on the Internet based on his memory, and felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

Yu Shaoai didn't ask anyone about Xing Ming's relationship with his father in detail, because it was basically unnecessary.His mother died early, and his father has had some pastimes all these years, which is normal. What's more, the Yu family is born with good skin, and they are also in high positions.At first, he had to arrange himself under Xing Ming, just to see what kind of background this goddess was. He spied on falsehoods and provoked with ulterior motives. It is human nature to be greedy and multitasking. He expected that Xing Ming would not give up. status of honor.

The result is that he guessed the beginning of the story, but not the ending.The unhappiness caused by her mother dissipated in no time. Yu Shaoai really admired this little punishment teacher who was not much older than him.

Yu Shaoai told him that this time the Red Cross Society and the relevant departments responded in a very timely manner. First, the party and the people were watching, and second, there was a saying outside that President Ruoyou was still on stage, helping the victims At least half of the charitable funds will be embezzled.

Xing Ming also heard these words, and heard them many times.There were some voices on the Internet who began to complain for him, but he didn't feel that he took the credit for it, so he just lowered his head and continued to chew his instant noodles.

"Your food is too rough."

"It's good to have something to eat at this time."

Yu Shaoai stared at Xing Ming again, he was indeed so thin that he looked a little out of shape, and asked him: "Do you regret it?"

Xing Ming thought about this question very seriously, and answered after a long time: "I don't know."

Yu Shaoai made an exaggerated expression and said sincerely: "You are too great."

"Great fart." Xing Ming had probably passed the time when he was licking his wounds with self-pity and self-pity, and he spoke quite bluntly, "If we switched places and encountered such a thing, you would do the same."

Yu Shaoai also thought about this question seriously, and then said, "I don't know either."

Yu Shaoai was an intern under Xing Ming, and the sponsor of "Oriental Vision" was Sheng Yu. Of course, it was impossible for him to be ignorant of Sheng Yu's actions over the years.

When he was reading, he intentionally looked up the meaning of "Dayi destroys relatives", and a cold sweat broke out on his back.Scared.

At the beginning, the self-examination of Mingzhu TV and the fall of President You caused a lot of news on the Internet, shouting and screaming, but now the earthquake in Ludian, the compatriots are in trouble, and the netizens immediately united as one.The turmoil seemed to subside, but for those in the superstructure, things were far from over.It has to be said that Taichang Yu's handling of this matter is very dishonest. Even if the official position is superior to others, it is a big taboo in the officialdom to go back and forth like this.Of course Luo You understood this truth, and taking advantage of the recent focus of public opinion on the victims of the disaster area, he held a banquet and invited some officials who walked around frequently on weekdays to have a meal together.

How big the table is, how big the matter is, the round table culture with Chinese characteristics, if you have nothing to do, you can communicate with each other, and if you have something to do, you can solve the problem, what is the saying? "Food is the paramount necessity of the people".Luo You used serving chopsticks to arrange dishes for a minister next to him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yu will not lose face. It was the anchor surnamed Xing who made the decision without authorization. He himself—"

Before Young Master Luo finished speaking, Director Yu interrupted him without hesitation: "It has nothing to do with that kid in the stage."

Luo You was startled, and immediately turned to look at Yu Zhongye with an unbelievable expression on his face.He was blinded by jealousy, and he wanted to lead this disaster to Xing Ming, but if he thought about it a little deeper, there was indeed no excuse more soothing to people than "the host made his own opinions".

Yu Zhongye was silent for a while: "I confessed to self-examination, but the child would have misunderstood the meaning and directly revealed his attitude on the show, and now he has accepted the punishment."

As soon as these words came out, the secretary of the minister who wanted to smooth things over could only sneer, glanced at the half-full wine glass on the table, picked it up, raised his voice and said, "I toast Uncle Yu."

Luo You still planned to block the wine for Yu Zhongye, but Yu Zhongye pushed his hand away, took the wine glass over by himself, and said with a light smile: "The rule is not strict, this matter can only be blamed on me, I will do it first as a respect, A few are free."

During this meal, Taizhang Yu, who barely drank alcohol due to stomach problems, drank a lot.

When leaving the banquet, Yu Zhongye was obviously a little drunk.He got into the car under Luo You's support, Lao Lin asked where he was going, Yu Zhongye frowned and closed his eyes, raised his hand to support his forehead, and did not answer for a long time.

This man was sitting at a place within reach, and even the noble young master Luo was frightened, he wanted to get close, but he didn't dare to overstep.He asked cautiously, "Do you have a headache?"

Yu Zhongye let out a "hmm", but still didn't open his eyes.

Luo You leaned over thoughtfully, put his thumbs on Yu Zhongye's temples, and gently massaged him.

Yu Zhongye closed his eyes to enjoy, and suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched Luo You's wrist, and brought him closer to him.

The drunk man's hand was very strong, Luo You instinctively struggled, but he didn't break free, and his head buzzed immediately.His heart beat faster, and he looked directly into Yu Zhongye's eyes—Yu Zhongye's eyes creaked and burned with a dark fire, as if staring at him, and seemed to completely penetrate him and burn elsewhere.

Luo You boldly grabbed Yu Zhongye's hand in turn, and brought it to his cheek.He turned his face towards the palm of his hand, and while rubbing gently, he repeatedly sucked and kissed Yu Zhongye's fingers.

He called him tenderly: "Teacher..."

He saw himself again in his eyes, as if he saw the lonely silhouette from ten years ago.

There are several brothers and sisters in the Luo family. At first, Luo You's mother didn't like Luo You's grandfather very much. It seemed that she refused to accept a political marriage when she got married and insisted on choosing a handsome boy who was poor and white.Mr. Luo is cruel, and Luo You's mother lived a poor life without contact with the family, and finally enlightened one day: love is bullshit!Not long after, Luo You changed his name to follow his mother's surname, but his father didn't complain. Power can reshape many rules. This is the truth that everyone understands.Luo You's mother sent her son back to Luo's family, and told him to risk his life to be better than anyone else, and to try his best to please his grandfather.

It is difficult for a ten-year-old boy to adapt to being away from his parents. Mr. Luo is very busy and has the title of "relative" for nothing, but he is rarely seen all year round. He speaks.For quite a long period of time, Luo You just immersed himself in his studies, and never said a word to outsiders, until a leisurely afternoon in spring and early summer, that person walked over gently and asked him, are you the grandson of Prime Minister Luo?

Luo You turned his head and raised his face. It happened that the sun was shining that day, he was dazzled by the handsome man in front of him, and nodded in trepidation, yes, I am, my name is Luo You, Luo of Prime Minister Luo, an excellent You.

Since then, this man has come here often, and it is incredible to say that every time before he comes, Luo You has a premonition, it seems that when the magpies on the branches are singing very happily, it seems that the rose fragrance in the yard is particularly strong, in short, Whenever something good happens, the man named Yu Zhongye will come.

Later, Yu Zhongye told him half-jokingly, I didn't come to find your grandfather, I came to find you.

Compared with ten years ago, Yu Zhongye's face has undergone years of consideration, and of course there have been some changes. It is always really old, but it looks better.

It is rare for two people to get so close. Luo You was panting because of Yu Zhongye's smell of wine. He won "Pearl Connection" first, and then "Oriental Vision". People, it all depends on how Tailor Yu arranges and needs them.He said a little distractedly, teacher, I will go back with you tonight.

Probably really drunk, Yu Zhongye was noncommittal, just squinted his eyes slightly, and played with Luo You's beautiful lips with his thumb.

A crisp male voice suddenly came from outside the car window: "Why is it going again, come again!"

Yu Zhongye's eyes dimmed instantly, he withdrew his hand from Luo You's hand, and moved his gaze out of the window following the direction of the voice.

Yu Zhongye kept turning his face to look outside, and Luo You looked out along his line of sight, and their eyes all fell on a young man.

In August, the heat makes people impetuous, and it gets dark late. The park in the middle of the street is still very lively at this time. A tall and thin young man, who seems to be at most eighteen or nineteen years old, is playing with a chess player at the park gate. The old man killed in the dark, and the fight was inextricable.

Xu Shi was still unconvinced after losing, the young man yelled again: "Come again, come again, play another game!"

Taizhang Yu stared at him intently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his expression so tender that it was almost unfamiliar.

Luo You was very depressed. He was just a passer-by who couldn't be named. He could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, so he didn't deserve Yu Zhongye's gentle treatment.

Yu Zhongye stared at the young man playing chess for a while, and then told Lao Lin: "Drive, take Xiao Luo back first."

"Teacher... Teacher Yu!" Luo You suddenly protested and called "Teacher", "I can do whatever he can, isn't it just the matter of taking off his pants and stretching his legs..." Tears fell from his eyes, and his voice The suddenly shattered vessel pierced out from the depths of his chest, "I can do it too... the old man will die sooner or later!"

These words were so disrespectful, Lao Lin's hand on the steering wheel trembled, thanks to his grandson who said it.Lao Lin advised in time: "Young Master Luo, I'll take you back. Uncle Yu has a headache recently, and he's really tired today..."

After seeing off Young Master Luo, who was on the verge of collapse, Yu Zhongye was probably really tired, and he leaned back on the back seat of the car without saying a word, raising his hand to rest his forehead.

Lao Lin boldly asked, "Uncle, do you have a headache again?"

Yu Zhongye frowned a little, and said "Hmm".

"Shall I drive you to the hospital? There must be something wrong with such a painful method..." Lao Lin thought carefully about his words, not daring to take things too seriously.

"No need." Perhaps the boy playing chess on the street awakened some of his memories, and Yu Zhongye suddenly opened his eyes and asked Lao Lin, "Xiao Xing... How long have you been in Yunnan?"

"It's been more than half a month..." It's been a long time since I heard the name from the director's mouth, and Lao Lin was taken aback before answering, "He went early, probably almost a month..."

"It's only been a month..." Yu Zhongye's breath became heavy, and he closed his eyes again, probably really tired.

It took another half a month before Xing Ming finished his work in the disaster area and returned to Taiwan. Luo You sent him to his office immediately, mainly to commend him.

Xing Ming also watched the new issue of "Pearl Connection". From the perspective of volunteers, he made a special issue on earthquakes, which is probably the last issue. In the collective environment, it has to be said that it is a very quality program.

This is the content of Xing Ming's interview, and there is even a commentary written by him at the scene of the disaster area.

Luo You was not particular about beauty, he affirmed Xing Ming's interview ability and news literacy as a reporter, and added a new task for him, asking him to go to Shengyu in person on Friday.Shengyu spent ten years working with well-known American cancer institutions to invest in liver disease research. The drug for the treatment of advanced liver cancer is still in clinical practice, and the liver drug for the treatment of hepatitis C is ready to be launched. The sponsor of the section, Taili plans to cooperate with Shengyu again to make a program to promote new drugs as compensation.

Luo You was talking, Xing Ming was thinking, a smile was all over his face, and his eyes were erratic. In the end, Luo You saw that Xing Ming was absent-minded, raised his eyebrows, and asked excitedly: "Why, are you afraid of Liao Hui?" ?”

It is said that it is not within the scope of a reporter's responsibility to undertake advertisements, but what Luo You said is also reasonable. Whoever made the trouble should be settled by the one who made it.Xing Ming is not a timid person, although he thinks Liao Hui is difficult to deal with, but it is his own fault that caused damage to the sponsor's interests, so he nodded: "I will go to see Candy from Shengyu tomorrow, and I won't go back to the stage in the afternoon. My college teacher passed away and had to go and see."

Luo You returned to his friendly smile, nodded his approval, and offered four words of consolation: "My condolences."

Grief and obedience, the dictionary says that it means restraining sorrow and adapting to the situation, which is really an understatement.

Ji Hui didn't wait for Professor Xia to return home after serving his sentence, so he left anyway.Xing Ming is not too sad, Alan Siloni has been taken over by Kanglele, and Ji Hui's wish of hanging the pot to help the world is fulfilled, so he should be able to smile at Jiuquan.

Xing Ming bid farewell to the leader, and was about to start working to study the spineless children in a village, but Luo You suddenly called out behind him, ah, Xing Ming.

Xing Ming turned his head at the door, straightened his pen, and asked with his eyes.

Luo You stared at him for a while, and suddenly asked irrelevantly, can you play chess?

Xing Ming nodded, and answered concisely, yes.

This time, instead of Xing Ming being silent, Luo You was thinking.He doesn't blame Yu Zhongye, on the contrary, he understands very well that no matter how good a man is, he can't get rid of his emotions and desires, and he can't do without his physical needs.Young master Luo saw all kinds of celebrities, politicians, and great businessmen when he was a child, none of them could compare with Yu Zhongye's finger, and he was surrounded by Yingying, swallows and swallows. One goes there, one more is not much, and one less is not much.It's just that such a person who makes a living by flesh and blood still takes himself as a role in every way, he has so much jealousy and resentment, but most of them just don't like it.

Today is a fine day, and Luo You's office is on the higher floor of the broadcasting building, enjoying the sunshine uniquely.The large particles of dust could not hide under the light, and the golden light shone like gold leaf that was crushed by someone.

They just looked at each other in such a warm and harmonious situation, dawdlingly calculating and sizing up, finally Xing Ming couldn't bear it anymore and asked, can I go?

Then the corners of Luo You's mouth moved, like a sigh or a wry smile, and said, "Okay, you can go."

This weekend is indeed a suitable day for funerals.The weather changed from sunny to cloudy for no reason, all thanks to the sudden visit of cold air, accompanied by the autumn wind, which sent some rain, and the rain continued to drip and mourn until Wednesday.Yu Zhong made an appointment at night, and asked Lao Lin to prepare a car at four o'clock in the afternoon, and left Pearl Terrace.

Just after driving out of the Pearl Garden, a young man who seemed to have been waiting for a long time jumped out unexpectedly and ran after his Bentley.Lao Lin took the lead in finding someone following him from the rearview mirror, and asked Yu Zhongye, "Do you want to stop?"

Yu Zhongye also noticed someone following behind the car, and asked Lao Lin, "Do you know him?"

Lao Lin has a good memory and sharp eyes. After a while in the drizzle, he recognized this face and pointed to Xiao Bo.

Yu Zhongye didn't have much impression of the name, so he said directly: "No need to stop."

Lao Lin agreed, but still lightly put on the brakes, and said, this is the cheap brother of the criminal anchor.Ordinarily, he didn't dare to mention the name Xing Ming recently, for fear that if he was not careful, he would go against the dragon scale and violate the taboo.But he was also worried that something serious had happened, and he would not be able to handle it alone as a driver when Director Yu calmed down and pursued the matter later.

Yu Zhongye's silence is intriguing.

Even if he is as weird as Lao Lin, he can't be sure. He thought that Director Yu was just hanging out with this restless little love for a while, but now it seems that he was really angry. He was silent for a while, hesitated for a while, and was about to step on the gas pedal , Yu Zhongye behind him finally said: "Stop."

The car stopped, and Xiang Xiaobo finally caught up with him. He hadn't recovered from the broken bone last time, so he dragged his broken leg and chased after the car for two streets, which is really commendable.

Yu Zhongye was still sitting in the car, panting to Xiaobo through the lowered car window, and said to him, "My girlfriend has eloped with you, Xiao Qinger!"

Xiang Xiaobo fell in love with Li Mengyuan the last time he was hospitalized, and because he was put on by Xing Ming, he didn't dare to go out to whore and gamble in a short period of time.He was very clingy to Li Mengyuan.

The relationship between Director Yu and anchor Xing is already a well-known secret in Taiwan, so Yu Zhongye didn't have to hide it in front of an unknown junior, but instead asked Lao Lin: "The earthquake report work has begun to finish, what is Xiao Xing doing recently? "

"I heard from Shao Shao that I went to Fujian to run news on Monday."

"Did you hear that?" Yu Zhongye didn't look at Xiao Bo, presumably because he didn't like this person.

"I heard it, but the person really disappeared." Xiang Xiaobo still pulled the car window and refused to let go. He continued to say that his girlfriend Li Mengyuan and Xing Ming went to the teacher's funeral on Friday, and then lost contact. Yesterday he I went directly to the hospital, and the hospital said they hadn't seen anyone for a few days, and Li Mengyuan's family members had already called the police.But the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the two might rekindle their old relationship and elope.

Yu Zhongye's brows gradually tightened, not because he believed Xiang Xiaobo's nonsense.There is no place more bloody and rainy than officialdom, and there is no business more intriguing than being an official. Power is more effective than the law. He has also heard the rumors that he is going to mess with the anchor surnamed criminals. He clearly protects it. Secretly, those people on the stage didn't play with that little thing because of Taichang Yu's face.But there are always places where you can't get a call. Liu Chongqi's case not only sacked a high-ranking official, but also involved a bunch of fish and shrimp. It's hard to say whether those hiding in the dark will retaliate and how they will retaliate.

Yu Zhongye took out his phone and pressed a number.

A name, Xing Ming, was quickly displayed on the screen.

This was not input by Yu Zhongye, but by Xing Ming himself.

It was the three days when I didn't think about the morning.Xing Ming lay down beside Yu Zhongye with his head sullen, maybe because of the home game, or maybe his mind was not clear just after finishing the work, he was a lot more courageous than usual, and actually talked to himself to tease Director Yu mobile phone, and Yu Zhongye looked at him with a smile on the side, but did not stop.

Xing Ming fiddled with Director Yu's mobile phone for a while, and finally turned around, and said with a little aggrieved, Teacher Yu didn't save my number.

Just after the cloud and rain were over, Xing Ming's shirt was half-opened, his eyes were watery, his cheeks were puffy, his lips were rosy, without any of his usual indifferent attitude of "not to be played with", Yu Zhongye raised his hand to touch his hair, and smiled slightly Dao, remember it.

Xing Ming still didn't believe it, and lowered his head to fiddle with Director Yu's mobile phone for a while. He wanted to give himself a memorable nickname, but in the end he solemnly entered his full name, Xing Ming.

Then he turned around and smiled, entered it, and didn't worry about forgetting it.

The smile is too dazzling.Taizhang Yu wanted to act as he wished, but his lower body, which had just died down, became excited again. He hugged Xing Ming into his arms, buried his face into his neck, kissed him carefully, and then fed his firm penis into his wet hole.

The two men hugged each other and fell down, the anchor anchor groaned softly, Director Yu groaned fiercely, and the hibiscus tent warmed up the spring night, listening to obscene sounds.

If you have such a beauty in your arms, if you don't go to court early, you won't go to court early.

Yu Zhongye waited for an answer with a sullen face, but Xing Ming turned off the phone.

Xiang Xiaobo interjected with a slumped head: "There's no need to call, it's been five days and I haven't turned on the phone."

Director Yu put away his cell phone, and listened to Xiang Xiaobo's blah blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.Xiang Xiaobo didn't get the reaction he wanted, stomped his feet, and walked away resentfully.Yu Zhongye asked Lao Lin to borrow a fire, lit a cigarette, and sat in the car.

Director Yu had never smoked in the car, and Lao Lin boldly speculated about the holy intention, and asked: "I have an appointment with Mr. Qu from Huaneng Group tonight, or...should I push it?"

Yu Zhongye didn't say a word, just stared at the burning smoke in his hand.Director Yu didn't have much of a cigarette addiction, but he liked foreign cigarettes with a strong taste, and Lao Lin's throat was itchy for a while.

"Anchor Xing's temper... why do I feel that something may have happened..."

Yu Zhongye still didn't speak, a piece of soot that had already been burnt suddenly fell and landed on the carpet in the car.

Lao Lin is well aware of the significance of the leader's silence at this moment. Of course, it is impossible for Director Yu to take the initiative to bow his head to his lover, but if he really didn't take that trouble-loving master to heart, he would not order to stop the car just now, let alone acquiesce in his acquiescence. It's time to push.Lao Lin was more confident, and took the initiative to reply to Mr. Qu, and then called back to Taiwan.He didn't ask Luo You. He knew that if he asked, he might not be able to ask anything. He asked other reporters of "Pearl Connection" in a roundabout way. Appear.

When Yu Zhongye stepped into the hotel of the Equestrian Villa, Liao Hui was coming out, surrounded by a large group of people on the left and right, and met each other by the pool where the fish were raised.It just so happened that Hu Shiyin was also there, riding horses when he didn't play sailing, anyway, it was a hobby of rich people, anyway, Mr. Hu and Mr. Liao had a very close friendship.

"Hey, brother-in-law! Brother-in-law is here!" Liao Hui smiled graciously when he saw Yu Zhongye, and shouted enthusiastically, "You can take a look for the fourth master, the Jun kiln bottle with eight-square string patterns from the Song Dynasty, it's a good thing!"

Hu Shiyin also took people with him, and with a smile he ordered his subordinates to open an antique box, and said to Yu Zhongye: "Mr. Liao got me something." He couldn't meet people easily, so he said, "Let's find a quieter place and ask Uncle Yu to appraise it."

The shape, lines, and decorations of the bottle are all beautiful, and the glaze color is also a very rare carmine red. There are millions of things, but Yu Zhongye hardly glanced at it, and he didn't greet Hu Shiyin. He just stared coldly at Liao Hui's eyes: "Where is the person?"

On weekdays, Taizhang Yu was unmoved, regardless of whether he saw high officials or ordinary people, he would smile in a moderate way, never showing such obvious emotions in front of people, Liao Hui was a little scared, but still Pretending not to understand: "Who? Where is what? I can't understand—"

Yu Zhongye didn't have time to talk nonsense with Liao Hui, so he started directly.Being a soldier, his movements are very neat.

Liao Hui didn't expect the other party to have such a hand at all, and before he had time to react, his face was thrown into the pool by Yu Zhongye.

He only felt a huge pressure on the back of his neck, and then his forehead was hit hard, and then cold water poured in from his five sense organs, and he couldn't see or hear anything.

Fortunately, just a few seconds.

A pool of piranhas didn't have time to react, but maybe it won't be so cheap next time.

Yu Zhongye's hand also sank into the pool along with Liao Hui, which meant that he also had the risk of getting in close contact with the sharp teeth of the piranha, but he didn't mind, and still pressed Liao Hui's neck hard, forcing his face Approaching the water again: "I'll ask again, where is Xing Ming?"

Liao Hui's subordinates were all terrified, they stared blankly, they could only yell, they could only persuade, Master Yu was both a leader and a relative, and it was too late to rush to curry favor in his spare time, and he could try his best not to do anything at critical moments. move.

When things got to this point, Liao Hui couldn't admit his cowardice no matter how frightened he was, instead he grabbed the sink and scolded at the same time: "You are a thing that has been thrown into the cold palace, so you are not allowed to tie me up and play for two days? You've been fucked by that little vixen, isn't he causing enough trouble?! Sooner or later, he will get you into it!"

Hu Shiyin was invited by Liao Hui, and he didn't intend to stand by. Yu Zhongye slightly turned his head towards him, and said politely: "Fourth Master, this is my family business."

Hu Shiyin finally became a peacemaker: "Your little friend is with me, he will behave as he comes, and he will not fight or touch him."

Yu Zhongye let go, and Liao Hui lay on the ground panting like a dog.

Hu Shiyin went on to say that the underground casino that "Eastern Vision" and the police jointly destroyed last time was actually his subordinate business. Mr. Liao never swallowed his breath. He also felt that such a temper could not be educated, but in the end You didn't touch this kid, but you didn't want to sell your Tailor Yu's face. The kid knows how to be sympathetic, and has been protecting his little girlfriend.

The water splashed by Liao Hui splashed his face, and the water drops slid down the deep facial contours. Yu Zhongye was expressionless, and came to Hu Shiyin's men, and took a look at the priceless Jun kiln bottle.

Then he tilted his wrist slightly, and the bottle fell to the ground and shattered.

Yu Zhongye said, imitation.