Countdown [entertainment]

The two names Yin Qing and Jiu Mu hung on the side of the building with millions of dollars for an hour by the river and stayed there until dawn, and the fireworks in the sky lasted for more than 20 minutes, which was extremely spectacular.

Yin Qing also took another picture of Zhang Jiumu sitting opposite him and posted it on Weibo.

As soon as he came out like this, the long-lost cp fans went crazy again, and this topic became a hot search overnight.

[I'm in admiration, can you also assign me a handsome and romantic boyfriend? ? ]

[It’s really expensive for these two people to fall in love, no, I’m not bitter, I’m stating the facts. ]

[To be reasonable, if you don’t get married, it’s hard to end. I’ve already moved to the Civil Affairs Bureau. ]

It was the first time in Yin Qing's life that she went off in person, and picked out a few comments to reply.

[Cannot be assigned, there is only one young master Yin in the world. ]

[There is no shortage of money. ]

[Indeed, I plan to propose marriage to brother Jiu in a while. ]

Jiumu didn't look at his phone very often, and only when he saw the message from Ren Xin before going to bed did he realize that Yin Qing had started to lead the rhythm himself again. He clicked on Weibo, looked at the news of Yin Qing interacting with people below, and forwarded the last one .

[Jiumu V: I propose marriage. //@阴情V: After a while, I plan to propose marriage to Brother Jiu. ]

In an instant, the nest of the groundhog and lemon essence was stabbed, and a group of screaming and booing fans underneath.

During this period of time, Yin Qing and Jiu Mu were busy transferring Ren Xinyu to Xinghuang, and they didn't receive any new announcements. Instead, they made many leisurely appointments.

It was mid-January, and it was getting closer to the Spring Festival. After Jiumu sent invitation letters to all the internal personnel of the organization through Ji Haoran, he booked a three-day cruise, and the next thing was how to coax Yin Qing not to go with him.

"Affection."

After dinner that day, Jiu Mu pretended to ask Yin Qing casually while clearing the table: "I'm going on a business trip with your father the day after tomorrow, you have to be good at home."

Yin Qing collapsed on the sofa, lazily said: "I don't want to be good."

"Come back soon, come back and bring you delicious food."

Yin Qing raised her eyelids: "Where are you coaxing the children?"

Jiumu: "Yes. Coax you."

Yin Qing snorted, then huddled herself up on the sofa like a child, then stretched out her hand to signal Jiumu to hug her.

Jiumu put down the tablecloth and came over to hug him.

Yin Qing found a comfortable position in Jiu Mu's arms, and said casually: "That's fine, I'll wait for Brother Jiu to come back to propose marriage, but I dare not let me be a widow at a young age."

Jiumu was startled, according to Yin Qing's character in the past, he must insist on going with him, but this time it went so smoothly, and his words were obviously hidden, Yin Chenyi couldn't tell him, so how did he know It's dangerous to go here by yourself.

Jiumu had a hunch that something was wrong, but until the day before his departure, there was no abnormality in his affection, and Jiumu wondered if he was too sensitive.

So he specifically asked Li Jisu to help keep an eye on Yin Qing, who agreed without hesitation, and then left in peace.

It is still an expensive and magnificent cruise ship, parked in the bottomless ocean, with dazzling spotlights, cutting a corner as bright as day in the dark night.

The people who came to the meeting basically did not change, but the people who sent out the invitation letters changed.

Jiumu walked up to the bodyguards guarding the boarding gate, and said flatly: "Pay attention to check your belongings, you know what you can't take on board, right?"

The bodyguards responded immediately: "Clear."

Jiumu glanced at his watch: "Get ready, people will be here in a while. Also, stop letting people go as soon as nine o'clock."

"Yes."

"Jumu."

Yin Chenyi waved to him from the deck.

Jiumu walked over, and the latter said: "My people are also arranged. But Ji Haoran has been making a lot of noise recently, and he knows that we are getting close because of your relationship with Yin Qing, so he deliberately avoids me , so I didn’t find any useful information.”

"It doesn't matter." Jiumu said: "After all, he is hiding and I am showing, so the soldiers will come and dismantle the blocking tricks."

Yin Chenyi nodded.

Jiumu still set the meeting time at ten o'clock in the evening, which was the time for dinner and carnival before.

Without Yinqing, Jiumu would not have participated in these activities, so he found an empty office to review the materials Lin Zhaoshi had left for him.

Soon the time was up, Ji Haoran asked Jiumu for instructions, and then informed everyone that they could enter the arena.

As Ji Haoran has always played the role of "Leading Secretary", when Lin Zhaoshi was there before, he was the one who greeted everyone to sit down, and it was the first time for Jiu Mu to meet them in this capacity when he took office, so he naturally needed someone to guide them.

The airs of the leader still have to be, and Jiumu must be the last one to enter.

After Ji Haoran arranged for everyone to sit down, he sent a message to Jiumu.

Jiumu was still dressed in formal attire, with a neat suit and a cold face.

He asked Yin Qing to borrow a piece of gold-rimmed glasses, with the intention of making himself look more dignified and serious, but paired with this handsome face, it made him look a bit more refined and scum.

Yin Chenyi muttered silently in his heart, how could Jiumu, such a good child, be spoiled by Yin Qing.

Jiumu didn't take anything, walked to the front seat empty-handed, and said lightly: "Hi everyone, let me introduce myself, my name is Jiumu."

"know."

A coal mine boss at the bottom said in a sullen tone: "Are you a traffic star? You've heard of it."

Jiu Mu said gently: "Boss Yu is right, but you started from Lin'an, and you only brought your family to Jiangyi two years ago. You can still hear about me. Jiu is very grateful."

"How do you know?" Yu Ruili was surprised.

Jiumu smiled: "Since I am in this position, I naturally know the names of everyone here."

Yu Ruili's question was of course not just "how do you know my name", but Jiumu only answered this, one is to give Yu Ruili face, and the other is to warn others, besides the name, he knows that there are all kinds of details and secrets .

Even if you are a traffic star, you have enough things in your hands to ruin your reputation.

Naturally, Jiumu would not say these words directly, but all of you are smart people, and some words are the most useful when you point them out.

Sure enough, after seeing Jiumu, many people's subtle and contemptuous expressions have subsided a lot. Although they still have dissatisfaction in their hearts, at least they will not show it on the surface.

Yu Ruili immediately nodded in response: "Mr. Jiu is right."

Jiumu's expression is still gentle and indifferent, and his tone is very leisurely, as if he was talking about family life: "Actually, the purpose of holding this banquet today is to get to know everyone, to reward everyone for their hard work this year, and to announce something. "

After a pause, Jiumu continued: "From today onwards, the organization is officially disbanded."

There was an uproar underneath.

"Of course, my ugly words are up front. I have what Lin Zhaoshi has. If someone continues to do some illegal things in the name of the organization, don't worry about it, I will show no mercy."

"Anyone have any questions?"

"I have."

Suddenly a voice sounded from the front row of the meeting room, and Jiu Mu looked up, and it really was Ji Haoran.

Jiumu's face remained unchanged, and his tone was gentle: "Uncle Ji, what's your problem?"

Ji Haoran stood up and said, "I want to ask Mr. Jiu, is Lin Zhaoshi's death related to you?"

As soon as the words came out, all four were shocked.

There was a lot of discussion below.

"I heard something. Jiumu was there at the time. I don't know what happened, but someone was killed."

"I wondered why Lin Zhaoshi was able to hand things over to a traffic star. Maybe he did something wrong."

"Didn't Ji Haoran also contact us in private? I didn't believe it at the time. After seeing this person, I knew there was a problem."

There was only a short pause on Jiumu's expression, and then he smiled slightly: "Since Uncle Ji will ask this question, he must be aware of it, so let's hear it."

Ji Haoran snorted coldly: "Lin Zhaoshi's activities were all arranged by you that night. Based on this alone, if Lin Zhaoshi hadn't appointed you to take over, it would be enough to organize and convict you. Do you want evidence? First of all , if he saw Lin Zhaoshi's face, even if he heard his voice, Lin Mo would never shoot. But you put makeup on Lin Zhaoshi beforehand, and he was given a very small amount of dumb in the autopsy report. The drug caused his face and voice to be changed. Moreover, I tried to call up the surveillance of Lin Zhaoshi’s death period, and found that the video was erased, and only that room was blocked by external forces for a few minutes. The power was forcibly cut off. Moreover, when all this happened, you were guarding outside the door. Any disturbance inside could be stopped immediately, but you didn't. Most importantly, you have a very good relationship with Lin Mo. You must You will know that Ye Chuyao is his girlfriend, but you didn't tell Lin Zhaoshi, and you allowed them to meet on special occasions, and you gave Lin Mo the pistol, you are inducing him to kill."

"So, Lin Zhaoshi's death was not a misunderstanding between him and Lin Mo at all, but a conspiracy!"

Jiumu kept smiling, and after listening carefully to Ji Haoran's long speech, he nodded slightly: "Uncle Ji, you and your people have very strong investigative and analytical skills, and you can come up with such profound and convincing results in such a short period of time. The evidence is really admirable."

Although Jiu Mu's face was calm, but the words were full of sarcasm, implying that Ji Haoran used a large number of people to investigate this matter privately but did not report it to him at all.

Ji Haoran was so angry with Jiumu for so many days, he didn't intend to be polite with him today, so he just tore his face directly: "Sima Zhaozhi's heart is well known, the earliest Mr. Lin acquiesced to enter The organization was a mistake! Lin Zhaoshi tried to keep you by his side to influence you with bad intentions, but he didn't expect that the dog couldn't change his shit, and in the end he was plotted against by you, a white-eyed wolf."

Probation?

Jiumu really wanted to laugh, it was a skill for someone to exalt such a smoky and disgusting organization so noble, not to mention his blindness, at least there was something wrong with his brain.

In fact, Yin Chenyi and Jiu Mu had already expected that Ji Haoran would have a showdown today, and made arrangements in advance.

Seeing the growing sex between the two, Yin Chenyi silently stretched his hand under the table, typed "1" on the phone as planned, and planned to notify his people to get ready.

However, the news has not been sent out.

Yin Chenyi was startled, his eyes moved down, and suddenly he found that all the signals in the room were blocked!

His intuition from years of working on the tip of a knife told him that Ji Haoran was ready for everything, and the "Dongfeng" who was missing was being induced by his dialogue with Jiumu.

There must be blood today.

Yin Chenyi is a little anxious, there is a high probability that there are already several machines. The sights of the guns are aimed at Jiumu. Although it is expressly forbidden to bring guns on board, and the bodyguards also check one by one, but judging by Ji Haoran's appearance of winning, it is very likely that there is one Something went wrong.

He wanted to wink at Jiumu, and his intention to temporarily avoid the sharp edge was conveyed, but Ji Haoran, who seemed to sense something and looked over, had a panoramic view.

A contemptuous smile curled up on the corner of Ji Haoran's lips.

"There is something that everyone here probably doesn't know. I am Lin Zhaoshi's son."

Jiumu didn't look at the changes in other people's faces, and just said a word about it, and then said with a smile: "It seems that Uncle Ji's history is not very good. In ancient times, there were so many patricides and thrones, and there was no eunuch standing next to him. .Aren't you right?"

No one would feel comfortable being scolded so clearly, Ji Haoran's little smile disappeared in an instant, and his face was livid.

It's like not seeing the coffin without crying.

Forcibly suppressing his anger, he said, "Jiumu, let me tell you, even if Lin Zhaoshi is blinded, I will not let your Arabian Nights dream of disbanding the organization succeed."

"Oh?" Jiumu smiled lightly: "Then how does Uncle Ji plan to deal with it?"

"For the sake of Lin Zhaoshi's son, I spare your life. Hand over what he left behind and get out as soon as possible."

A gleam of coldness flashed across Ji Haoran's face: "I advise you to be sensible, otherwise those who throw overboard might not be alive."

The two faced each other across the air at both ends of the round table, one with a light face and the other with a gloomy face, and the air around them was so oppressive that no one dared to speak out.

In the dead silence, Jiumu spoke unhurriedly: "I remember that when Lin Zhaoshi was alive, Uncle Ji could be the same as Mr. Lin, why is he starting to call him by his first name now? Could it be that Uncle Ji had this intention long ago? "

He said with a smile: "I'm not filial, wouldn't it be more terrifying that Uncle Ji harbored evil intentions early on?"

Ji Haoran said coldly: "Don't interrupt me. I'll just ask you, should I pay or not?"

Jiumu smiled: "Don't Uncle Ji already have the answer in his heart?"

"You don't have to drink a toast. Fine, that's your choice."

Ji Haoran waved his hand, and with the sound of mechanical clicking, more than a dozen gun handles protruded out of the window in an instant, and the dark hole almost blocked all the space in the house.

He took out a gun from the desk cabinet and pointed it directly at Jiumu's heart.

The author has something to say: Merry Christmas, wives! !All the comments in this chapter are red envelopes, okay~

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