Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

The days continued, Shi Lingheng was busy cleaning up the mess, while Cui Tianya was completely silent. According to Su Shi, she joined the crew of a literary film. The filming location was in the deep mountains and old forests.

How can people in the circle not understand her thoughts, they are all laughing at her daydreaming.

But in fact, this new director was born in the Chen family in the capital, and he is a direct descendant of the Chen family. This literary film will even send Cui Tianya to the position of Best Actress at the Venice Film Festival in the future.

In late May, Ningwu Fengyun's income finally arrived. Counting advertising revenue, audio and video publishing, three or four rounds of broadcasting rights, and eleven overseas copyrights, Ningwu Fengyun earned a total of [-] billion, deducting taxes and Other miscellaneous expenses made a net profit of [-] million.According to the agreement signed in advance, Meng Zezhi can get [-] million.

Su Shi transferred all the [-] million yuan to Meng Zezhi's account.

"I don't have a shortage of working capital, so you can use it first."

He probably guessed Meng Zezhi's purpose.

"Okay, this money is considered your investment in me." Meng Zezhi said casually, after all, his brothers still know how to settle accounts.

It just so happens that his money is tight now.

As soon as the money arrived, Meng Zezhi took the time to go to Hong Kong and entrusted the asset management company there to re-entrust to open stock accounts in more than a dozen countries, including the United States, Japan, and South Korea.

After all, it seems that it is not good to always stare at the domestic stock market to cut leeks, and if there is too much noise, it is easy to cause unnecessary troubles.

It was already summer when I came back from the port city.

Uncle Fu, who received the call, went out for a trip, and when he came back, he had two large barrels in his hand.

"Mr. Lu, my son brought some seafood over. How about we have a seafood dinner at noon?"

His son opened a seafood specialty store in the vegetable market, and he would send any fresh seafood to Yiquan Villa on weekdays.

"Huh?" Meng Zezhi became interested. Speaking of which, he used to be a fisherman. He asked, "What's there?"

Fu Bo rummaged through the contents of the bucket, and announced seven or eight kinds of seafood in one breath: "There are hairtail, razor clams, sea cucumbers, oysters..."

"Leave it to me," Meng Zezhi stood up, rolled up his sleeves and said, "It happens that I have a rest today, and I can deliver food to Ah Shi at noon."

"Okay." Uncle Fu was happy to be lazy for a while.

Liushi Central Business District, Hua'an Street, Su's Group bought a building here as the group headquarters.

This was the first time Meng Zezhi stepped into Su Shi's company.

Facing the surprised and excited eyes at the front desk, Meng Zezhi called Assistant Chen, who came downstairs and led him to Su Shi's office.

Hearing the knock on the door, Su Shi raised his head, then his eyes lit up, and he stood up from the chair suddenly: "Why are you here?"

Meng Zezhi lifted the food box in his hand: "I'll bring you food."

Assistant Chen very considerately helped them close the office door.

"You did it all?" Su Shi couldn't hide his joy on his face.

"Yes." Meng Zezhi put the food on the tea table one by one.

"Then have you eaten?" Su Shi took the bowl and chopsticks from Meng Zezhi and asked casually.

"No." Meng Zezhi replied.

"Hey," Su Shi raised his head, "How about we eat together?"

"No," Meng Zezhi put a plate of charcoal-grilled oysters in front of him, and said meaningfully, "I'll eat it after you finish eating."

Su Shi's ears burst into red instantly. He buried his head in grilling the rice, and then, taking advantage of Meng Zezhi's visit to the office, he quickly ate up a plate of charcoal-grilled oysters.

Su Shi ate, and Meng Zezhi, who had been a vegetarian for half a month, knew that there was nothing wrong with eating him.

When the clouds were gone and the rain was coming, Su Shi huddled in Meng Zezhi's arms with a satisfied expression on his face.

At this moment, Su Shi's cell phone rang, and he reached out and pushed Meng Zezhi.

Meng Zezhi turned over and picked up the phone from the bedside table and handed it to him.

The phone is connected: "Hello... what did you say?"

"What's wrong?" Meng Zezhi hugged him in his arms.

Su Shi hung up the phone, curled his lips, a little disappointed: "Cui Qifeng is dead."

Cui Qifeng died, his former security colleagues did it.

Three years ago, Cui Qifeng's company was relocated. Due to a series of mishaps, the company's accountant mistakenly left a bag of cash in the garbage dump, and then was picked up by Cui Qifeng's security colleagues.

The other party was so excited that he directly gave the bag of money.

Afterwards, the accountant who lost the money was fired from the company, and he also found an excuse to leave the company.

Half a year later, Cui Qifeng and him ran into each other on the street and made an appointment to drink together.

At that time, Cui Qifeng was competing with someone for the position of the vice-captain of the security team. When he heard this, his mind suddenly became alive. He didn't care about his past friendship with the other party, and reported him without hesitation.

Cui Qifeng successfully took the position of the deputy captain of the security team, and his salary was increased by 200 yuan, and the company also gave him a reward of 2000 yuan.

His security colleague stole a lot of money, nearly 15.

The company directly took him to court, and the court sentenced him to five years in prison.

Relying on his lip service, he managed to do well in prison.

Then, Cui Qifeng went in.

Killing people in prison is difficult or easy, the process is irrelevant, anyway, Cui Qifeng died in the end, and those who fell to death, it is said that death will not rest in peace.

That's fine, if a dog bites a dog, Meng Zezhi doesn't need to do it again.

After all, in the original plot, both father and son died at the hands of Cui Qifeng.

Just 20 years of fixed-term imprisonment, how can I relieve my anger.

It was already two days later when Cui Tianya came back from the deep mountains and old forests.

Looking at the black and white photo in the middle of the mourning hall, Cui Tianya almost fainted, she knelt on the ground with a plop, crying bitterly: "Brother..."

Even though Cui Qifeng was useless, he always held her back, but brothers and sisters are brothers and sisters, and now that Cui Qifeng died, these barriers would naturally disappear. On the contrary, Cui Qifeng's kindness to her was magnified a hundred times in an instant.

"It's all my fault, brother, I hurt you."

If she hadn't been reborn and hadn't made a fortune, Cui Qifeng wouldn't have lost his mind to take revenge on the Lu family, let alone lose his life because of it.

Shi Lingheng looked guilty, he squatted on the ground, put his left hand on Cui Tianya's shoulder, and sighed, "It's my fault too..."

He originally promised Cui Tianya that he would help Cui Qifeng take care of everything in the prison, but after only a few days, Cui Qifeng had an accident.

He promised: "Don't worry, murder pays for life, and I will definitely make those who killed him pay the price."

"Ling Heng." Cui Tianya cried and fell into Shi Lingheng's arms.

He Lanzhi was not there, she had already passed out from crying.

"How can people say that if you don't die, you'll be gone..." Cui Bo sat slumped on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and his hands mechanically added paper money to the brazier.

He is a single heir to three generations of the Cui family, and this is the son he has been looking forward to for more than ten years.He wasn't married yet, and he hadn't given birth to a fat grandson. He was still discussing with him about opening a hot pot restaurant a few days ago. Why did he disappear in a blink of an eye?

Thinking of this, his face contorted little by little, and a ray of hatred suddenly shot out from his eyes.

It's all Lu Jingyang's fault. If it wasn't for him, his son wouldn't be in prison, let alone die...

Why, Lu Jingyang is alive and well, but his son is dead?