Song Yuzhang

Li Xiaotian was scrubbing the stinky blood on his face by the river and changing his bloody clothes. He is a singer and is especially sensitive to voice, so he should not be mistaken. He will never forget Song Yuzhang's voice in his life.

The one in the carriage must be Song Yuzhang.

Since returning to his hometown, Li Xiaotian has almost forgotten the prosperity and prosperity of Haizhou. He doesn't linger or miss him, but he still remembers Song Yuzhang.

With cold water splashed on his face, Li Xiaotian looked hesitantly in the direction the convoy was leaving.

The black-faced young man just now looked very strange, his accent didn't look like a Haizhou person, and he was so vicious... Li Xiaotian felt lingering fears, the young man did save them, but for a moment, Li Xiaotian felt that the young man actually wanted to join them killed.How could Song Yuzhang be with such a person?

"Oda, are you done changing?"

"Hey, here we come."

Li Xiaotian hurried back, everyone had finished dressing up and was ready to continue on their way, Li Xiaotian tightened his burden, looked back at every step, wondering if he should catch up and say hello to Song Yuzhang?

Li Xiaotian has no doubt that Song Yuzhang must also remember him.

"What's wrong with you, you lost your mind?"

Li Xiaotian came back to his senses, "No, nothing."

Acting is not something glorious, after Li Xiaotian returned to Yeyang, he kept this experience secret in his stomach, not even mentioning the place of Haizhou.

Li Xiaotian thought over and over again, thinking that the direction of the caravan seemed to be going to Haizhou, and he planned to write a letter to the bank to tell Song Yuzhang after he settled down in Dongcheng.

Fu Mian's team continued on their way, walking during the day and stopping at night, not walking fast. The people he sent out to investigate also came back, saying that they found no suspicious persons.

Fu Mian felt a little relieved, it wasn't that he was suspicious, he had an intuition that there was always an opponent competing with him in the dark, which made him a little elusive and felt very uncomfortable in the shade.

The rest of the road was safe and sound, and the caravan entered Haizhou quietly.

Fu Mian's tobacco had been sold to Haizhou before, he didn't come in person, and he didn't know that Song Yuzhang was in Haizhou at that time, but there was a place to stay. It was a small courtyard with high walls and very close surroundings. silence.

The carriage entered the yard, and Song Yuzhang got out of the car. The square wall cut out a narrow sky. Song Yuzhang looked up at the sky, and lightly closed his eyes. The sun was shining warmly on his face.

Finally came back.

Fu Mian watched with his hands behind his back, smiled lightly and said, "You're in a good mood?"

Song Yuzhang turned his face and said, "It's not bad."

Fu Mian went over and reached out to hug him, hugging him like an appendage on his body, walking inside and saying: "Want to relive the old dream?"

"There is nothing to relive in Huangliang's dream." Song Yuzhang also put his arms around Fu Mian's waist, "I and you can also be regarded as reliving old dreams?"

Fu Mian smiled and looked at him sideways, "So, to you, am I a dream or a nightmare?"

Song Yuzhang kicked open the door and said carelessly, "Chunmeng!"

The two rushed on the road one after another, the road was full of dust and dust, and their bodies were not clean. Fu Mian liked the smell of Song Yuzhang's body, and Song Yuzhang always smelled good.

Shen Chengduo was waiting at home for his confidant to report the results, but what he was waiting for was the news that Fu Mian had entered Haizhou.

Shen Chengduo and Fu Mian had a business relationship before, so he naturally knew where the Fu family lived. Shen Chengduo immediately stood up, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, and said, "You're really here?!"

"It's really here. It's absolutely true. There are still carriages parked in front of the house in Dongxi Lane."

Shen Chengduo was speechless for a while, he slowly sat back on the sofa, his arms shook as if being stimulated, his fingers stretched forward, and said: "Don't move, don't startle the snake."

Fu Mian has come to Haizhou, what about Song Yuzhang?

Shen Chengduo was fidgeting for a long time, really unable to make up his mind, so he had to go to Nancheng again to make a phone call.

Zhang Changshan didn't answer.

Shen Chengduo's heart was beating like a drum, holding a microphone in his hand, his expression was completely unbearable.

Zhang Changshan was in the bureau, and he was arguing with others by clapping tables.

"Why not pay!"

"Pay, pay, everyone wants to pay, where does the salary come from?"

"Li Zifeng, don't think that I don't know what your plan is. Yeyang is about to win the battle. You are delaying the battle. I will sue you!"

"Go, Zhang Changshan, I know you feel sorry for my brother, but you open your eyes and see—" Li Zifeng tapped the map vigorously, "A mere Yeyang, compared with so many other land boundaries, how big is it? The importance?!"

Zhang Changshan slapped the table hard, "Bastard, these places have already won!"

"Victory? Do you think that defeating the Japanese is a victory?! Zhang Changshan, touch your chest and think about who you are loyal to!"

Li Zifeng said slowly: "Old Zhang, the awareness is too low, but you will suffer a lot."

Zhang Changshan's chest heaved violently, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Pay, you must pay, and the winter is coming soon. In Yeyang's winter, many people will die."

"Not from above," Zhang Changshan pressed his palm on the table, staring at Li Zifeng as if his eyes were bleeding, "I'll post it!"

Zhang Changshan went back to his office in a rage, just as the phone rang again, he unbuttoned his clothes, picked up the phone, and said loudly: "Hello!"

Shen Chengduo was taken aback by his fury on the other end of the phone.

"say!"

Shen Chengduo settled down, and said softly: "Fu Mian has come to Haizhou."

"Ok?"

Zhang Changshan's "hmm", "hmm" made Shen Chengduo scold his mother in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said directly: "The people sent out have not come back, Fu Mian came to Haizhou and brought some people and goods, but I don't know Song Yuzhang Are you in it or not?"

Zhang Changshan didn't say anything for a long time, in order to avoid losing his composure, he hung up the phone with a "snap".

Shen Chengduo was hung up on the other end of the phone, and he also sensed the difficulty of the matter. After frowning, he also put down the phone.

Forget it, he is a person who does things, not a person who thinks about things, if he can't do it, at most, things go wrong, what should be done, let Zhang Changshan think about it!

Zhang Changshan sat slumped on the chair. He felt that he was getting more and more powerless. His younger brother refused to listen to him and insisted on running to the battlefield to fight for his life. He also wanted to hold the fat piece of Haizhou in his hands, but there were many difficulties, and everyone came against him.

Zhang Changshan took a few deep breaths, his eyes were bloodshot little by little, and he slammed his fist hard on the table. Since he was being forced, he should be ruthless again, let these people see it!

In the early morning of the next day, Meng Tingjing was shaving. After listening attentively, she wiped off the foam with a towel, turned her head and said, "Zhang Changshan is here?"

"Yes, just got off the plane."

"Who will pick it up?"

"Liao Tiandong."

Meng Tingjing waved his hand thoughtfully, "Go down."

Zhang Changshan is here... Meng Tingjing glanced at the mirror, his eyes flickered with light, he had an extremely strong intuition, as if an opportunity was right in front of him, waiting for him to jump and grab it.

Zhang Changshan is not easy to watch, not easy to watch, but you can meet him by chance.

On the same day, Meng Tingjing "ran into" Zhang Changshan who had dinner with Liao Tiandong in the International Hotel.

Zhang Changshan had heard about Meng Tingjing's insanity at the 23rd Normal University, and said that he insisted that the person who died was not Song Yuzhang. Although he took the body back to bury him, Zhang Changshan was still cautious about Meng Tingjing, "Chairman Meng , long time no see."

Meng Ting said gently: "Director Zhang, what brought you here?"

Zhang Changshan smiled, "I don't have any other hobbies, I just love flowers. I heard that there are many rare flowers in the famous flower exhibition in Haizhou this year. Let's take a look at the flowers."

"So that's it," Meng Tingjing said with a smile, "Why didn't Director Liao say anything first, if he did, Director Zhang, what flowers do you like, I will definitely save the flowers for you in advance."

"Hey, no, no, don't specialize, have fun with the people, have fun with the people." Zhang Changshan said very kindly.

After a few words, Meng Tingjing bid farewell to the two and went up to the upstairs terrace of the hotel. He sat on the terrace overlooking the International Hotel, waiting for Zhang Changshan and Liao Tiandong to come out.

"Haven't you opened it yet?" Inside the box, Zhang Changshan held back his anger and said.

Liao Tiandong said: "Yes, the masters all said that the lock is too complicated. If it is not a special key, it will never be opened, or it can only be blown open."

"Explode?" Zhang Changshan said, "Explode the treasury, thank you for thinking of it?!"

Song's Bank has been taken over by the government for a while, but unfortunately, the key to the bank's vault has disappeared.

The staff in the bank said that the key to the vault was kept either by President Song or by Manager Liu.

President Song is dead.

What about Manager Liu?

Manager Liu is gone.

Such a huge treasury could not be opened, Zhang Changshan had a ghost in his heart, and kept the news tightly. Liao Tiandong, Shen Chengduo, and Fu Mian, these three people were all his pawns, and he took care of the three of them in his own right. Arrange it so that they don't know each other's reality.

In fact, Liao Tiandong didn't know that Song Yuzhang was still alive, and he didn't know that Song Yuzhang's death was his masterpiece. Liao Tiandong only knew that Zhang Changshan took advantage of the fire to rob the bank, and he could get a share of the benefits.

But now the treasury cannot be opened, and the daily expenses of the bank are covered by the government. It's like taking a hot potato and adding trouble to yourself.

Liao Tiandong said: "Since Liu Chuanzong has disappeared, we can say that he absconded with money, stole the key to the vault, and bombed the vault, which is reasonable."

"Reasonable ass!" Zhang Changshan said, "In this way, the bank will be overwhelmed by people withdrawing money!"

Liao Tiandong immediately suggested: "At that time, we can take out all the money in the treasury and pile it up for everyone to see, so as to ease their hearts, and there will be no run."

Zhang Changshan sneered, "Dongshi imitates me."

When Liao Tiandong was exposed by him, his face turned red immediately, "There is really no way."

"The master here is too useless. It's just a bank vault..." Zhang Changshan pondered for a moment, "We have an excellent lockpicker. I'll think of a way to see if I can invite him here."

After the two chatted again, Liao Tiandong asked Zhang Changshan what kind of flowers he liked, and he went to withhold the flowers in advance.

Zhang Changshan gave him a slanted look, and he couldn't believe that the people who cooperated with him were such idiots. He said coldly: "I like morning glory like you! It's just fooling him, and you should take it seriously!"

Liao Tiandong couldn't help but smile, and said in his heart: "Damn it, you just have to accept the flattery, what's the point, you bastard!"

Zhang Changshan had no appetite, he ate a few mouthfuls and was about to leave, Liao Tiandong wanted him to get out of here, and happily sent him out, Meng Tingjing was drinking tea upstairs, he could see clearly.

At this time, a man got off from the car across the street, wearing a black robe and a hat, and walked forward with his head down. Liao Tiandong and Zhang Changshan were saying goodbye at the entrance of the hotel.

"You don't have eyes when you walk!" Liao Tiandong shouted.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I left in a hurry."

Zhang Changshan, who was hit, said: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it was just bumped."

"Thank you for your understanding," Fu Mian raised his face, his eyes quietly shot out from under the brim of his hat, and he smiled menacingly at Zhang Changshan, "It's because I have blind eyes and didn't see the way clearly."

"Little brother, it's too serious." Zhang Changshan said with a smile.

Fu Mian said with a smile: "Sir, I am ashamed of myself."

Liao Tiandong is also a fine person, and he felt that the atmosphere between the two seemed to be a little off, and laughter came from behind him, "Director Zhang, Director Liao, have you finished eating so quickly?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Mian lowered the brim of his hat and turned sideways to avoid the two of them, and hurried into the restaurant. Meng Tingjing was coming out of the restaurant when a gust of wind brushed past him. He turned his face, and felt that the other person's figure seemed familiar. But for a while I can't remember where I saw it.