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Seeing Lian Chang and Zhou Xiaosheng whispering to each other from time to time, Yu Hanguang narrowed the corners of his drooping eyes, showing curiosity like a kitten.

Thinking of the scorching eyes this gentleman released on Wei Bo, the possessiveness occupied his brain inappropriately, which made him look like a big cat squatting in the center of the territory, guarding against death.

Just as Yu Hanguang wanted to ask Lian Chang's background, he heard the door opening next door.

"It should be the end of the conversation." Qin Haotian let out a long sigh of relief, got up and went out with Zhao Huifeng and Zou Haiyao who had already been guarding the door.

When Yu Hanguang ran to Meng Ai's office to get his phone back, and chased several people to the front desk, he saw a strange scene.

——Meng Ai and Yang Ye stood side by side, staring at the photo wall in a daze.

When a person reaches a certain age, his memory is no longer sharp, and the measurement of time depends on some very concrete things.

The company is the same.

This photo wall records the ups and downs of Aimeng since its establishment. In the underexposed Polaroid photo in person C, although the background is gray and black, Yang Ye is lying on the camp bed in the photo, with his hand outstretched to block the camera, and the corner of his mouth proudly hooked upwards.

It's been a long time, and the surroundings of the photo are covered with some floating dust. I think it's because of the heavy humidity recently.

Just like their loyalty in the same boat over the past seven years, they have been rubbed and washed back and forth in the ghosts of the Shanghai, and they have already turned yellow and old, revealing a rotten atmosphere.

Yang Ye glanced at the office area, his piercing eyes could freeze the air—no one in the company dared to step forward, they all sat on their desks and poked their heads to listen to the movement—so he took the lead to enter the front desk for interviews and A small meeting room for guests.

"I'm the villain today, and the villain died because of talking too much." Seeing everyone entering the room, he laughed at himself, "Should the police come?"

"You..." Meng Ai walked on, "I..."

He stood upright, standing between the conference table and the projector.The light fell on the face, half-bright and half-dark.

Yu Hanguang felt bad.

The turmoil started by himself, but if Yang Ye can safely step out of the gate of Aimeng today, let alone how soft Meng Ai's heart is, it also shows that he still does not have the right to speak.

This is even more a matter of right and wrong. The founder is vacillating between legal and rational principles, which is a taboo in the company's operation;

He was clutching his cell phone - of course he didn't accidentally leave it in Meng Ai's office, the recording app had already been opened.

Defenses can not do without.

"Lao Meng," he walked quietly to Meng Ai, and changed his name hesitantly, "Boss, you can't just let it go, not everyone deserves to be forgiven."

Meng Ai kept his hands in his pockets, supported and put them away, and turned to Zhao Huifeng after a while, "Mr. Zhao, call the police."

"If the amount is enough for sentencing, the rest will be handled by the police; if it is not enough, we will go to each side of the road, and I don't want to fight with you in the future." He said again.

To everyone's surprise, Yang Ye dusted off his overcoat, smoothed out the collar of his wrinkled shirt, and laughed.

"I shouldn't have fought," he closed his eyes. "Meng Ai, I won all the battles, but lost the whole war."

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The police acted swiftly, and when they rushed to take Yang Ye away, they questioned relevant people one after another.

With Zhao Huifeng working behind the scenes, Police Officer Tang has recently become an acquaintance of Aimeng, and his attitude has turned 180 degrees. He smiled and reminded everyone to pay attention to the police phone calls recently and cooperate with the investigation at any time.

What happened today was like snow outside the window, and Yu Hanguang was caught off guard.Slowing down at this moment, he realized that his hungry stomach was protesting secretly.

He looked at Lian Chang and Zhou Xiaosheng who were still sitting at the front desk talking, and intentionally invited the two who had helped him a lot to have lunch that was three or four hours late.

"Let's go to Dongfu Restaurant?" He interrupted the exchange between Lian Chang and Zhou Xiaosheng, then turned to look at the workstations, "I'll call Wei Bo up too, and we'll have a good meal. Teacher Wei——"

Zhou Xiaosheng got up in a hurry, and said embarrassedly: "Master..."

"You guys don't play games, have you changed to the entertainment industry?" Yu Hanguang lightly hammered his shoulder, and there was something in his words, "The water in the entertainment industry is much deeper than that in the game industry. Be careful, don't mess yourself up for the sake of gaining popularity." It's cold."

"Brother Lian covers me, let's focus on the show and not touch anything else." Zhou Xiaosheng couldn't stop nodding, with the index and middle fingers of his right hand facing upwards, "Master will always be my master."

Yu Hanguang immediately asked in doubt: "What were you talking about just now, it's in full swing."

Zhou Xiaosheng said: "We are discussing 'law'."

"Fa, one of the reasons why I came today." Lian Chang's tone was still clear.

Unlike Wei Bo's pure and pure mind, Yu Hanguang couldn't hear any emotion from Lian Chang's mouth.

"Fa, even if you add one to three points of water," Lian Chang said again, "but I can't be indifferent."

Yu Hanguang seemed to have heard this before, and when he saw Zhao Huifeng escorting Officer Tang to the door, he quickly straightened out the long-standing myth.

Mr. Zhao usually wears glasses on his face, which cover part of the outline. He has never noticed it before. Looking at it now, although Lian Chang's shape is out of the ordinary, he is very similar to Mr. Zhao's face and that stable demeanor. .

Yu Hanguang ignored Wei Bo who had already come by, and said in surprise: "Lian Chang, you and Teacher Zhao..."

Zhao Huifeng walked over and smiled kindly: "It happened so suddenly, I haven't had time to explain it to you."

He looked at Lian Chang: "I am familiar with the matter in Chongzhou. I took this little guy back to Yizhou to ask questions, but the question turned out to be a big deal. I'm also to blame. Sushan is a small place with new policies, and tax refunds are not available." It is only declared once every six months, I wanted to check it before, but I forgot."

"Oh, let me introduce," Zhao Huifeng patted Lian Chang on the shoulder, "Lian Chang, my son."

Yu Hanguang: "!"

Teacher Zhao is basically not in the company, and he seldom mentions his private life; Yu Hanguang also heard him talk about having a son who is about the same age as him when he was doing research for "99", which made him worry.

It turned out to be Lian Chang.

Zhao Huifeng said: "Actually, you have collaborated a long time ago, and today finally, how do you say that word, the netizens finally met."

"So, the "Brain Hunting Project" was able to find us because of you?" Yu Hanguang remembered that Lian Chang once told him that he had an exclusive source of information.

He asked Lian Chang again, "Why is your surname Lian?"

"I'm not a little guy." Lian Chang gave Zhao Huifeng an awkward look, his red hair swaying in his pigtail, "My mother's surname is Lian, can't I?"

"And, Yu, you like interrupting, can you get rid of it?"

Yu Hanguang looked at Wei Bo beside him who was twitching his mouth and tried hard to hold back his smile, and continued to ask: "You just said that this case is only one reason for you to come here, is there anything else?"

"Yes, Wei." As soon as Lian Chang cast his eyes on Wei Bo, he automatically switched to the mode of concentrating on watching.

Yu Hanguang clenched his fists.

"Wei, are you interested in participating in my new variety show?"

Then he turned his head again: "And, Yu, you interrupted again."

It turned out that this woodpecker was a straight steel bird whose mind was full of business, Yu Hanguang relaxed: "So you are against Wei..."

Realizing his slip of the tongue, he hurriedly shut up.

Lian Chang seemed to have read his mind, and muttered softly: "I don't like human beings."

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Lian Chang is Teacher Zhao's son, is he surprised or not? (There are also many places in the previous article that hinted at

"Huifeng and Chang"

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