hollywood angel investor

The next day is Sunday.

In the morning, Yan Ruxin attended her own funeral.

It was a very unusual experience.

Ordinary people would never have imagined such a moment in their lifetime, would they?

So Yan Ruxin enjoyed it quite a bit.

The funeral was held in a quiet and serene cemetery, with a simple and warm arrangement.

Because it was Sunday, although the investment bank was basically open all year round, many of Yan Ruxin's colleagues and friends came to the scene.

But it was a little regretful that she couldn't go up and greet them.

Ok.

Whatever you think, talking to friends from your past at your own funeral...

It's also weird~

just forget it.

The atmosphere of the funeral was very warm and relaxed. Everyone was talking about the little stories in their memories and reminiscing about her short life.

Friends' stories brought tears to Yan Ruxin's eyes several times.

She found that she seemed more easily moved.

In the past, Yan Ruxin, although she also maintained a touch of sensibility in her heart, rationality occupied the vast majority.

But maybe while accepting Angela's girlish talent, there must also be some artist's abundant emotions.

Now she is much more emotional.

The Yan sisters stood in a corner far away from the crowd, chatting privately.

"I'm going back to Los Angeles tonight. I just started talking about an acquisition yesterday. In addition to the school, I will probably live there for a long time." Yan Ruxin said it very cryptically, but that's how the communication between sisters is. Easy, Yan Ruyue already understood.

"That's fine..." Yan Ruyue said after thinking for a while, "I will investigate the case more quickly, but you also need to know that there are...too many involved, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to investigate."

"Well, I understand... Anyway, I'm fine now, you should be careful, it doesn't matter if you can't find out, safety comes first." Yan Ruxin said.

Although she also wants to know the truth of the murder, she is also very curious about Marcos' true identity.

But the safety of my sister is the most important thing.

Everything else gets sidelined.

"I understand, don't worry." Yan Ruyue replied.

Afterwards, the two sisters chatted a few words, some were related to the current turmoil on Wall Street, some were related to the film industry, and some were related to Yan Ruyue's criminal case.

Of course, what Yan Ruyue said was beyond the lawyer's confidentiality clause.

"I'm leaving first. There's a case going to court tomorrow. I need to prepare." Yan Ruyue looked at her watch. Although she seemed calm, she was still apologetic and reluctant.

In this world, for the time being, there is only Yan Ruxin who can make the aloof Yan Ruyue reveal such soft emotions.

Yan Ruxin smiled, and stroked Yan Ruyue's smooth, straight hair.

She gently hugged her cute little sister with a cold face: "Take care, be safe."

After her sister left, she continued to watch her own funeral.

Apart from catching a plane in the afternoon, she has no other plans today.

So, she watched quietly as her friends placed small gifts beside her tombstone until everyone left.

Ugh……

Her current mood is also somewhat indescribable.

She walked out of the cemetery, went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and was ready to go to the airport.

Just when she opened the car door and was about to step into the driver's seat...

Suddenly, behind her, she felt someone grab her arm.

"Ss!" she exclaimed.

When I just reacted and was about to counterattack...

The man made a clever move, and for some reason, she was already pressed against the car door.

Her hands were locked behind her back, and just as she was about to raise her knees to give the opponent a devastating blow, her joints were crushed.

Struggling until the end, she found that she couldn't move at all, instead all the places that could be used to fight back were locked...

She was surrounded by an unknown enemy in a very awkward and helpless posture.

This enemy was also ridiculously tall. After resisting for so long, she could only see his shirt button up to the top of his chin.

Yan Ruxin frowned, with a fierce look in her eyes.

She raised her head viciously with a haughty attitude, trying to see who the bastard who caught her was...

"!" She suddenly widened her eyes.

Her mouth opened slightly unconsciously, and the words she wanted to say got stuck in her throat.

She looked in shock at the handsome face of the man who was so close in front of her.

This man, she just met yesterday...

In a photo of a dead body.

—Marcus Christie.

Yan Ruxin had known him for many years, but it was limited to her acquaintance.

To be more precise, the two could be called old enemies.

She had confronted him more than once, provoked him, and was provoked by him, and the outcome was about [-]-[-].

But now such a close distance, and direct physical contact...

It was definitely the first time for them.

Especially after she knew that he had been shot dead and had a very dangerous "hidden identity".

and so……

Is this a scam?

Or is it the fake death tactic of Jin Chan's escape?

The man's dark blue eyes looked at Yan Ruxin calmly.

She greeted him head-on, but she couldn't see a trace of emotion from it.

His high nose bridge and brow bones make his facial features look very deep.

The mandible tightened like a knife, which made people feel a little cool.

The thin lips were pursed lightly, delicate and beautiful, but without a trace of curvature, and remained silent all the time.

He looked extremely cold and hard, with a standard German-style high-cold temperament.

The ferocious aura is enough to scare a bunch of bullies on Wall Street into tears.

Mom~

The devil is here again~

Take me away!

Yan Ruxin was already shocked to the extreme, but she still restrained herself from blurting out his name...

As Angela Mellon, she couldn't possibly recognize Marcos.

Moreover, she guessed that this might not be his real name?

She didn't know if there was any flaw in her expression just now.

But thinking about it carefully, her shock and aphasia can probably be interpreted as being suddenly attacked and frightened too much, right?

Well……

Think of the good in everything~

For a while, neither of them spoke.

In the silence, the eyes were glued together, and they were confronting each other.

Yan Ruxin broke the silence, she innocently blinked her big green eyes and said, "Cough... Mister, do you know what's the matter?"

Maybe……

He wanted to go to the bathroom without paper, so he asked a stranger to borrow some toilet paper, right?

hehe~

She didn't even believe it herself.

Sure enough, in the next second, she was directly slapped in the face.

"...Yan Ruxin." The corners of his mouth curved slightly, as if mocking, but also as if he was a little helpless.

What he said was her Chinese name!

You must know that Yan Ruxin always uses the name "yan" in the workplace.

It is both her surname and her English name.

Foreigners really don't know how to read the word "Ru Xin".

So now she is completely stupid.

Should not be!

Her vest just fell off?

Just drop it so lightly, easily, and easily?

and many more……

It's possible he was just cheating on her.

She finally struggled and said: "Where is this language? Sorry, I don't understand. Sir, I have to catch a plane, can you just tell me if you have something to say? And my arm is hurting, can you please let go ?”

The acting is a bit exaggerated...

But she thought she was already pretty good, and she should give herself a thumbs up for such a smooth response.

I saw him lowering his head and looking down at her, his eyes lingering on her face.

After a while, he slowly approached her ear and whispered: "We seem to have talked about this issue before, your acting skills are good enough to deceive those fools, but you can use it to deal with me..."

His tone was cold and fierce, but the omissions in his words were meaningful.

"..." Yan Ruxin.

Damn, it seems that this vest can't be picked up~

As he said, they once "communicated" about acting.

But that time, it cannot be described with such friendly words as "talk" and "communication".

At that time, she made a small plan to use the team arrangement and her superb acting skills to win the support of a major shareholder, thus establishing the victory of the acquisition battle.

That opponent was Marcos.

After the dust settled, she proudly challenged him, but he responded unashamedly, and waved her index finger at her to indicate that she was not qualified.

It made her so angry that she wanted to rush up and bite him.

But he left leisurely like a victorious king.

She was dumbfounded, and almost didn't understand who was the loser at that time.

Yan Ruxin looked at the calm man in front of her.

He didn't know what basis it was, but he seemed very sure of her identity.

But now that she is clearly Angela Mellon, most people would believe in rebirth so easily... Is this a thing?

Yan Ruxin looked at him suspiciously.

My mind calmly and quickly began to think about this matter.

The financial crisis on Wall Street, investment banks, venture capital... The United States and the whole world have ushered in a cold winter in the capital world.

At this juncture, she was murdered.

Died in a car accident caused by the murderer.

Fortunately, with good luck, she was reborn on the body of Angela girl.

Before that, Marcos was also shot dead at home.

A computer secret room and an arsenal were also found in his home, and it was suspected that he had hidden his identity. The police, FBI, and CIA all intervened in the investigation.

Now, Marcos, who was supposed to be dead, appeared in front of the reborn her.

He restrained her, and was sure of her identity after rebirth.

So... what is worth thinking about is, besides being a "victim", what role did he play?

The worst scenario is that he is behind the scenes, planning her murder, and escaping suspicion by feigning death.

And now, he found out that he was still alive.

Is this the rhythm to kill her?

But if that's the case, he can do it now.

With her skill, she has no power to resist in front of him, but he didn't make a move, instead, he looked at her calmly...

He was stared at by Shen Jingbing, who was handsome but suspected of being a terrifying murderer.

She is really Alexander!

So what the hell is going on here?

"Okay," Yan Ruxin admitted vaguely, she looked around to see if no one was paying attention, and asked in a voice that only the two people present could hear, "I just don't understand, how did you find out? How did you make sure? And... you are not dead? What happened to the corpse? You... who the hell are you? Even if you are not dead, why did you come to me?"

All kinds of questions filled her mind.

"Let's talk in the car." He didn't answer, but ordered briefly.

He let go of his grip on her arm, and naturally touched the car keys from her hand,

"..." Yan Ruxin looked at his stern and serious profile, not knowing what to say.

Every time she played against Marcos in the past, she felt that things were out of control.

So every time she is in a state, she is cautious, for fear of making a wrong decision in any step.

But this time, her premonition was stronger than before.

How do you say that?

The future seems to be like a wild horse that has run free, out of her control.