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Chapter 251
Chapter 251 Wu Fu 88 Willful
When Xing Conglian turned on his phone, countless pieces of information poured in.
The busy medical staff in the room had already left, Lin Chen slept peacefully on the hospital bed, covered with clouds, next to the bed was the floor-to-ceiling windows that ran across the entire room, and he was very close to the sea.
In the distance where the sea and sky meet, it is no longer pure black, the sea is a deep blue, quiet and far-reaching, like the most peaceful lullaby.
Lin Chen's face was peaceful, his black hair fell obediently beside his ears, there was a hickey on his neck and the blue-purple he accidentally made, but there was no eroticism.
In other words, he is standing outside this room now, looking at Lin Chen, recalling what happened before, over and over again, without any lust in his heart, and of course he has nothing to regret.
Just now the driver repeatedly asked him why it took three and a half hours to bring Lin Chen here, and Xing Conglian really couldn't answer.
To sum up the reasons, it is probably that the place at home is very quiet and no one is disturbed, or that he can feel at ease by letting Lin Chen stay in a place that he can control. Of course, there are also reasons why he lived in this room and the view by the window is very good, etc. , but Xing Conglian is very clear that these reasons are not complete.
It took him three and a half hours to take a taxi to take Lin Chen to this sanatorium, just because he was at a loss, he couldn't be like Lin Chen, and he knew exactly what to do at all times.
Up to now, he could only act in obedience to primitive instinct, in short, willful.
Xing Conglian looked down at the screen.
The result of his willfulness was numerous missed calls, one case after another, and Huang Ze's ultimatum.
He flipped through his phone and scribbled through these things,
The morning light on the horizon rose again, with a very hazy golden color, and Lin Chen's face was brighter on one side. He was bathed in the morning light, his eyelashes were distinct, and there was a bouquet of daisies on the head of the bed, which looked beautiful.
Everything was full of vitality, and Xing Conglian thought that Lin Chen would be able to sit up on the edge of the bed in the next moment and say good morning to him.
But the large dose of sedative drugs made this scene only exist in his imagination, and there was also a peaceful life with Lin Chen in his fantasy.
There can be no one who can be absolutely willful and free in this world.
Xing Conglian put the phone back in his pocket and turned to leave.
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Standing in the underground garage of the sanatorium, Xing Conglian realized the follow-up trouble that he spent three and a half hours bringing Lin Chen here.
There is no other reason, because this is the family's nursing home, and naturally there are many family friends living there.
A minute ago, he was about to find a car and drive back to Hongjing.
The roar of the engine suddenly erupted in the corner of the underground garage, and the headlights flashed. Before he could react, a sports car had reversed out of the garage and rushed towards him.
The sports car is an extremely bright yellow color, with a short body, scissor doors, and sharp streamlines, like a hot aristocratic girl. Xing Conglian didn't understand this, so he couldn't tell how much the car was worth.
After a few seconds, the sports car stopped firmly in front of him,
The door was raised, and someone was sitting in the cab baring white teeth at him. The first sentence was: "You take me out to play, I promise not to tell your parents that you like men!"
Sitting in the car was a shriveled old man, thin and inhuman, completely incommensurate with the tech-filled interior.
The old man's trousers on the accelerator were empty, revealing alloy leg braces. There is a very long scar on his arm, he has a mustache, and a urine bag is attached to his waist, but his eyes are bright. What's more, the old man is smoking a pipe with a pipe in his mouth. .
Xing Conglian also looked at the other party for a while before remembering who it was. He looked indifferently at the old man sitting in the sophisticated cab, and the old man happened to exhale.
"You...you didn't already say it, did you?" The old man stared at him with a blowing beard.
"No?" he asked back.
"Then I wish you all the best!" The old man put his skinny hands on the steering wheel and said angrily.
Xing Nianlian didn't want to talk anymore, he bowed to the old man,
A helpless medical staff stood in the corner of the garage, Xing Cong winked at those people, and soon someone came over, and quickly took away the pipe from the old man's mouth, and was about to put people out of the car.
"Wait! Wait! You gay is so impersonal!" the old man shouted while struggling.
The garage guard also walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to drive this car?"
"This is Lao Tzu's car, Lao Tzu's!" The old man shouted with all his strength, almost crying when he heard the sound.
"Find me a rental car." Xing Conglian said.
"What's the rental, I'll drive you away!"
At that time, most of the old man's body was about to be dragged out of the car, and a bright yellow object hanging from the old man's waist attracted his attention. Xing Conglian took a closer look and found that it was a transparent urine bag. He stopped the medical staff present.
Taking advantage of this interval, the old man slipped back into the car numbly, holding the steering wheel and refusing to let go: "The doctor said, I will live in three months."
"so?"
"So let's take a man back in the middle of the night and make you look like King Zhou You, don't you allow me to go out for a walk?" The old man rubbed his face and became beaming again. He patted the sign on the steering wheel, He said happily, "This new car I bought, I haven't tried it yet, but I can't step on the accelerator if I die!"
...
Sitting in the conference room, Huang Ze felt that he had reached the end of the game.
In front of him was Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical just presented all the criminal evidence about Xing Conglian's bribery: including two villas in Anshan Scenic Area, 8 million cash transfer records, and some Zhou Rui equity transfer agreements that Xing Conglian had not signed. .
These evidences were rolled out in front of him. Except for the unsigned equity agreement, the rest of the things looked like that, but except for the money that had been paid to the account, the rest of the evidence was not direct. The other party's remarks were Before Xing Conglian could sign, the company decided not to coerce and expose the dirty police officer.
"Inspector Huang, you have been looking at these evidences for more than an hour." Someone reminded him, "Captain Xing, I'm afraid you really won't come, right?"
Huang Ze gritted his teeth.
The sentence was never connected, and Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical bit the death sentence captain as a dirty policeman. It was about to work time, and of course everyone present could not be detained.
What made him even more unacceptable was that after tossing Zhou Rui's executives all night, Su Fengzi was lying on the conference table and fell asleep, with her arms still on a piece of real estate material, and making a slight snoring sound.
Huang Ze looked grim, put away everything on the table one by one, and then slammed it back on the table: "You take these as evidence, I think these are framed."
He said righteously, but what he didn't expect was that the next scene became very embarrassing.
At first, the roar of the engine from outside the building overwhelmed the quarrel in the conference room.
Everyone in the office looked blank. Some people subconsciously walked to the window, opened their mouths, looked at something, and couldn't speak.
The high-performance sports car engine made a sound that resounded in the world, and the floor-to-ceiling windows trembled.
Huang Ze frowned. Hearing the sound, the sports car seemed to have stopped downstairs in Zhou Rui, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart.
At this moment, Su Fengzi seemed uncomfortable, turned around and continued to sleep, Huang Ze obviously saw the strange smile on the corner of the other's mouth.
"This... this is a sports car, whose car is our company?" someone said at the window at a loss.
He got up immediately and took two quick steps to the window.
The bright yellow Lamborghini sports car is arrogantly raising the doors, the straight body, the double wishbone suspension structure front and rear, and the rear spoiler that looks even a bit savage, all of which make the sports car shine in the sun.
Huang Ze's heart beat faster, and all the information about the entire sports car appeared in his mind at the first time. Men always prefer luxury cars. This is the model he dreamed of but couldn't afford. impulse.
But the figure of stepping out of the sports car made him seem to be drenched by a basin of ice water on the soles of his feet.
The wrinkled clothes, the unshaven face, and those sleepy eyes that seemed to have just returned from a long journey...
Although Huang Ze recognized who it was at a glance, it took him a long time to confirm that he was right.
He clenched his fists, took out his phone, dialed the phone, and went downstairs to look.
The person standing in the middle of the square stood still and answered the phone.
A cold and low voice came from the other side.
That was Xing Conglian, decadent and arrogant, more like a dirty policeman than the dirty policeman who took bribes in the TV series!
"What the hell are you doing!" Huang Ze tried his best to restrain himself, feeling that his scapegoating just now had turned into a joke.
"I'm afraid it's too late for the meeting." Xing Conglian said indifferently.
"Do you know how dangerous your current situation is!" Anger rushed to the top of Huang Ze's head. He wanted to rush downstairs and grab Xing Conglian's collar to ask him if he knew what a critical moment was, What does it mean to be in the public eye, what does it mean to be low-key and restrained!
Hearing this, the police officer in the square turned his head subconsciously and glanced at the sassy sports car.
At the same time, a lame old man climbed down from his seat numbly, not forgetting to carry his bright yellow urine bag. The old man looked at the building with a look of excitement.
Xing Conglian turned his head and said impatiently: "I was in the suburbs just now. It's not very easy to take a taxi, so I can only get this one." After he finished speaking, he simply hung up the phone.
Huang Ze stood in front of the window, and the glass window reflected his livid face. At the same time, in the quiet corner of the office, a long snort sounded.
He turned his head to look, his uncle pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and laughed like a winner.