Chapter 393 The flame of resurrection begins to burn
When they arrived at Qian Ling’s house, Han Qian and Qian Wan were scolded. After the scolding, Qian Ling told them that their cars had been booked, and they didn’t want to leave. Let Cai Qinghu spend money indiscriminately.
Qian Wan asked if it was a pink Rolls-Royce. Qian Ling was too lazy to answer him. Uncle Zhong smiled and nodded. Han Qian didn't care. He drove whatever he bought and was not picky at all.
“Auntie, I’m going to take a nap.”
When Han Qian stood up and walked upstairs, a news notification came from Yeats’ phone.
Some people are sleeping, but some people have already reported to the Lord of Hell.
“Just at 11:35, a car accident occurred at the junction of Binhai and Jinxi. An Otsai collided with a large truck. Seven people were killed. The specific cause is still under investigation. "
Yeats just frowned slightly, and when he wanted to speak, Han Qian had already gone upstairs to sleep, and Qian Ling made a silent gesture towards Yeats.
"Let him rest for a while."
At three o'clock in the morning, there were three people standing on the edge of a writing rooftop in Binhai. Two men were in suits and leather shoes, and the woman was beautifully dressed. As long as they take a step back, they will fall from this twenty-story office building.
Feng Lun stood in front of the three of them. The evening breeze blew by, and the cigarette lighter was blown out. Feng Lun took a deep breath.
At this time, the door of the rooftop behind him was pushed open. A monk and a Taoist priest each dragged a sack over. The sack was struggling with unknown contents. The two sacks were placed on the edge of the rooftop. Feng Lun pointed to two sacks.
"The two of them asked you to write the article, right?"
The woman wearing high heels stood on the rooftop and said tremblingly.
"Yes...yes...that's what they asked us to write."
"Oh!"
Feng Lun answered very indifferently, waved to the Taoist priest, and two sacks were thrown from the sky. It was impossible for the two guys to survive. Feng Lun lit a cigarette and looked at the three of them. An editor, he asked with a frown.
“I don’t understand, I don’t understand either. I have no grievances with you. I even say that I don’t know you. Why do you want to target me, my children and women? You are all married. Have you experienced the joy when you are waiting for your child to be born? , Why? Why do you want to force my child to death? She has never seen the sun of this world. I have never felt what it’s like to be a father!”
Feng Lun covered his face and cried. While crying, Feng Lun smiled, raised his head and laughed, tearing his face with his hands and laughing ferociously.
"Yes! How can a scum like me be qualified to enjoy the beauty of this world? The moment I was born, I was branded with a tragic and unlucky brand."
His face was scratched by nails, and Feng Lun didn't care about the scars on his face at all.
"You people like you are highly educated and thoughtful, and you still have no evidence of guilt when you use words to kill people. I know! It doesn't make sense for me to reason with you, and garbage like me is not worthy of talking to people from the upper class like you." It makes sense, so! You die!"
Feng Lun stepped forward and pushed one person off the rooftop, then looked at the remaining man and woman.
"One of you can live! But let's see who dies first."
After saying this, the man suddenly pushed the woman off the rooftop, and when he turned his head to look at Feng Lun, his face was filled with tears. Feng Lun curled his lips and said.
"I said there is one person who can live, but you are not a human!"
Bang!
The bullet passed through the man's eyebrow. Feng Lun turned around and took the people downstairs, leaving quickly. After going downstairs, Feng Lun made a phone call.
"I will clean up all your criminal information. This time you also clean up my side!"
How could Feng Lun not keep anything at the bottom of the box? The people who died at Li Shaoqi's dinner party were just some people Han Qian knew.
Twelve people died in Binhai overnight.
Everyone knows that Feng Lun did it, but where is Feng Lun?
Li Jinhai’s hair fell down in large quantities. He also knew that it was Feng Lun who did it. The problem he faced now was very simple. He thought that if Feng Lun could catch Li Duole once, he would be able to catch him the next time. The second time, arresting Feng Lun may put his son's life in danger!
After fifteen minutes of suffering and entanglement, Xiao Song and others were waiting outside the door.
The door of the office was pushed open, and Li Jinhai said with a pale face.
"Seal all exits, mobilize all off-duty personnel, and prepare to arrest!"
Li Jinhai still chose responsibility between his son and responsibility. Just like the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala that year, he chose responsibility and gave up family ties. I doubted Han Qian.
He is still like this today.
All the people on vacation went to arrest them, but no one could have imagined that Feng Lun was sitting on a hot air balloon, floating in the sky.
He can't be caught, he still has to watch the funeral of Yang Caihuan and his daughter.
Feng Lun looked at the two monks and Taoist priests who were shivering with cold.
"I have already given you half of what you two want, and all the wealth I have accumulated from now on will belong to you two! Just wait, a plane will pick us up soon."< br>
Just as Feng Lun said, about three hours later, a private plane appeared on the clouds and dropped the rope ladder.
Feng Lun and the others hugged the rope ladder and disappeared into the night sky above the seaside.
On the plane, Wei Tiancheng looked at Feng Lun lying on the plane.
"For the last time, I don't want to have anything to do with you."
Feng Lun lay on Fei Shang and laughed.
"Thank you, Mr. Wei! There is nothing on your daughter. She is safe. As I said to Han Qian, I will not do anything to any child!"
Wei Tiancheng said indifferently.
"You don't have to do this. If you want to take revenge on Yang Caihuan, I can acquire these people's companies, and they will be worse than dead."
Feng Lun covered his face and smiled.
"Where are the dogs in Shengjing? Where is Lin Zongheng? Where is Chen Qiang? Where is Baitao? Where is Li Shaoqi? And where is Fu Dong? Did you move? Wei Tiancheng, Han Qian is confident that He must be able to move? Do you know why Tu Xiao gave me such a big convenience? Because his woman died, he didn't dare to take revenge, but I, Feng Lun, today's twelve are just small fish, small appetizers. , I will take my time with the rest! Give me the parachute, I don’t want to be caught when I land!”
After resting for about an hour, Feng Lun parachuted away with the others.
Han Qian slept until dawn, sitting on the bed with confused eyes.
Sleep silly.
Until Cheng Jin called.
"Xiao Qian, twelve people died in Binhai last night, and they were more or less related to Yang Caihuan's death. Now Feng Lun is captured on the surveillance screen! Now stay away from him."
Han Qian stood up and walked out of the door, rubbing his head and saying feebly.
"Don't worry, I will definitely arrest Feng Lun when I see him, but isn't Yang Caihuan's matter our Binhai investigation?"
Rubbing his head, he sat down on the stairs and met Cheng Jin. Nagging, Feng Lun didn't say a few words on the topic, but more of family gossip. Sitting on the sofa, the maid brought a cup of morning tea. After taking a sip, Han Qian leaned on the sofa and sighed.
"Don't worry about Feng Lun's affairs. Just find something for Baitao to do! My second uncle has given up his family for everyone again, right? Feng Lun takes this seriously. He knows my second uncle's character. So he threatened me with Dole."
Yeats walked out of the room on the first floor, walked behind Han Qian and rubbed his head, and sighed.
“I really don’t know how to solve Feng Lun’s trouble.” Han Qian pouted.
"Now there is a solution. Anyone who interferes with Yang Caihuan's affairs will be arrested. Feng Lun has no goal to strive for, so he naturally becomes decadent and becomes I didn’t want to play anymore. Lin Zongheng’s wedding and Yang Caihuan’s funeral are on the same day. Where do you go? It will have a big impact if the spine and style appear in two places.”
"I'm going to the funeral. Feng Lun is a child of Binhai, I have to go!"
After hanging up the phone, Han Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, patted Yeats's hand, and said softly road.
"Where's Auntie?"
"I took Wanwan out this morning."
"Yeah... OK! Let's go and have a look at Changxiang."
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Han Qian stood up. Yeats hugged Han Qian's arm and asked in a low voice if he had rested enough. Han Qian smiled and said nothing. Han Qian kept chattering along the way. Yeats occasionally responded with a word of kindness, but Han Qian didn't feel it. Be perfunctory and keep nagging.
When they arrived at Changxiang, Han Qian patted Yeats on the back.
"You go to Wen Nuan's office and wait for me, I'll go take a look around."
After Yeats left, Han Qian looked at his right hand and then at Yeats's back , whispered quietly.
“Why are you so thin? Are you trying to lose weight to avoid having children?”
Mainly, Han Qian wanted to go to Yu Shici's place, but if Yeats followed him, there would definitely be another quarrel. He went upstairs and walked through the busy office area.
"Hey, hey, have you seen the news? Last night, many people suddenly died in Binhai, in car accidents and people jumping off buildings."
"I heard it, it was someone The lunatic wants to prove himself.”
“It’s nothing to prove. I heard Vice President Li talking downstairs this morning and revealed that it was a certain person. To avenge your own woman, you don’t know who died, right? It’s just those marketing accounts that use out-of-context quotes. Look at today, no marketing news account dares to post such nonsense.”
“Suddenly. I feel like this woman is quite happy, and her man is the enemy of the whole world for her.”
Han Qian walked past a few people chatting in the office area and said softly.
"Because this woman is pregnant, you can just chat about it. Don't express too many opinions, so as not to get into trouble. This madman is still in Binhai."
How many people are chatting? The man raised his head and looked at Han Qian, and an old employee said softly
"Uncle, please tell us."
Han Qian said with a smile.
"You should be scared if you reveal too much. Let's just keep chatting after dinner. Our company can't be a keyboard warrior, do you hear me?"
"Don't worry, uncle, we are all good citizens. "
Han Qian left, and the few people left behind sighed softly. At this time, a young supervisor whispered.
“Don’t look at our uncle’s good temper. As long as we, Mr. Wen, shed tears, the bastards in Binhai will be fished out and slapped twice.”
“Nonsense, my uncle has such a good temper! Every time I come to the company, I talk to you Just kidding, but I heard that the Yaksha Empress of Glory has an ambiguous relationship with her uncle. It is said that she has a child, but she has never seen her. The Yaksha Empress is really beautiful, I think she is even prettier than Mr. Wen. ”
"Shh, are you dying? Don't you know the company's rules? The one who can't mention glory?"
Han Qian pushed open the door of Yu Shici's office and was stunned when he raised his head. Why are there so many people?
Yu Shici pointed to the sofa at Han Qian, then stood up, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. He walked towards Han Qian with the cup and said.
"You guys will inform people in various departments not to talk about anything about Yang Caihuan for the time being. People in the public relations department will prepare public relations matters to raise Yang Caihuan's image and popularity to resist negative news on the Internet. "
Putting the tea cup in Han Qian's hand, Yu Shici turned around, took off her glasses, wiped them, and said.
"People from the advertising and marketing departments should start preparations today. The marketing center of Weilan Mansion at the airport will be almost completed this week. Get ready to start selling off-plan properties. Li Yang, go talk to the military families. If you can put the money Just take it first."
Everyone nodded and left one after another. Han Qian said when Li Yang went out.
"Inform Changxiang executives to attend Yang Caihuan's funeral in a few days. I'm worried that Feng Lun's revenge will involve you."
A group of executives nodded. After everyone left, Li Yang stood at the door and whispered.
“Uncle, can’t we arrest Feng Lun?”
Han Qian shook his head.
"If you can't catch him, he has left himself a hundred escape routes. Be careful. You should be on Feng Lun's list. If you see Feng Lun, don't call the police or resist. Fight him. Just talk more and don't follow his pace!"
"Okay, uncle, I'm going to do something."
Han Qian nodded.
After Li Yang left, Yu Shici sighed. Han Qian raised his head and looked at Yu Shici, looked up and down, frowned at Yu Shici's slender legs wrapped in trousers.
"Have you discussed it with Yeats? Are you going to lose weight because you can't meet the conditions for safe childbirth during the physical examination?"
Yu Shici smiled and nodded.
"My mother has been urging me hard recently, and my parents are also urging me. The eldest daughter of our family is not interested in working. I am going to be pregnant. Lin Zongheng really has the final say in this company. Can Feng Lun really not catch me?" "
Han Qian smiled bitterly
"Jiawei is by his side. I am not the kind of person who sacrifices his family for everyone. Shici, you are ninety pounds now? You are 1.69 meters tall? He is too thin to be that tall, and his breasts look smaller.”
Yu Shici bent down and said seriously.
“Do you want to touch it?”
Han Qian stretched out his hand, and the office door clicked open.
"Mr. Han, Feng... what are you two doing?"
Han Qian and Yu Shici turned to look at Yeats standing at the door, Han Qian said awkwardly.
"I asked Shici to show me a prick on my hand."
As soon as he finished speaking, his palm felt soft, and Yu Shici looked at Yeats.
"What's wrong with you?"
Yeats glared at Yu Shici.
“Shameless!”
"It's shameless. I'm not as arrogant as you. I secretly like small handcuffs."
Knowing that they would quarrel when they met, Han Qian decisively chose to remain silent. Yeats rolled his eyes at Yu Shici. Son.
"Blind Yu, please stop yelling. I will handcuff you sooner or later. Mr. Han, look at this. In the news released half an hour ago, someone announced the list of disciplinary offenders in Fengtian, as well as their Detailed disciplinary details and Luo Shande’s past were also exposed.”
(End of this chapter)