Chapter 142 A Happy Family
After the laughter, Wen Rensheng was introduced one by one by Wu Liansong, and got to know the big guys in the group before meeting again.
"How about it? Now you have had a preliminary glimpse of the fighting ring. What do you think?" Wu Liansong put his hands behind his back and tried his best to pretend to be an elder.
He wanted the other party to admire his wide network of contacts and that these years were not in vain.
"Well, I do have some thoughts," Wen Rensheng pondered for a moment and then said, "The ancients said that there is a big bird in the country, which stops in the king's court. It has not flown or sounded for three years. This bird does not fly, that's all. Soaring into the sky; not singing is enough, it is a blockbuster.”
Wu Liansong was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Who are you talking about?"
"Of course it's me. It's really exciting to finally come to a circle where I can fly and sing. After three years of dormancy, The time of flying is now." Wen Rensheng said matter-of-factly.
"What are you talking about? Be humble and don't talk like this outside, otherwise I may not marry my daughter to you." Wu Liansong scolded.
You said it as if you can really control your daughter...
Wen Rensheng did not say this out loud, otherwise, the two of them would have had a fight.
Wu Liansong was about to say something more when he saw Wang Wenwen suddenly running towards Wen Rensheng, his fat body trembling slightly, his face nervous, and his brows covered with greasy sweat.
He frowned at the moment. How could it be that such a young girl didn't train herself properly and took three breaths every step of the way?
"What's going on?" Wen Rensheng asked.
Wang Wenwen was out of breath and said: "Last time, you asked me to report the problem of the Happy Village to the Inspection Department. Now something has happened! An internal tester died suddenly. I am I saw the news in the advanced game guide group."
"Is it so fast?" Wen Rensheng rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Is the news reliable?"
"Absolutely reliable." Wang Wenwen took out a watermelon brand red mobile phone and played a video for him. "Look, there is video to prove it. Because the deceased had been hanging out with a certain alien boss and had a very good relationship, similar to Because of your relationship with your cousin, the other party went to his house to express condolences today and even recorded a video."
Wen Rensheng didn't care how she knew about Ouyang Tian, it could only be Zhao Han's mouth. The guy who opened the door didn't reveal it.
He looked down at the video.
As soon as the video was played, noisy sounds began to appear, but there was no sad atmosphere.
A young man in a black suit was leaning on the sofa. He was very impressive and talking to a family of three who looked like ordinary people.
In that family of three, there was only one middle-aged woman who lowered her head and wiped her tears; while two men, one old and one young, stood with smiles on their faces, bending down to surround the young man.
"Uncle, aunt, and little brother Wang, my condolences. I am also very sad about the death of brother Wang Daguang. We are all brothers in the game. There are two million here, you can use it first. The young man said and asked a bodyguard-looking person next to him to hand over a suitcase.
"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you are so polite." A wrinkled old man in his fifties, with a smile on his face, quickly took the box with both hands, "That kid has never made a difference in his life, how can he Knowing a noble person like you will make his life worthwhile."
"It's easy to talk, but it's fate," the young man shook his head and sighed.
The woman wiping tears next to her raised her head slightly and whispered: "Yesterday, people from two companies also came over and gave them a million yuan in compensation, but no matter how much money it is, what's the use, kid? After all, you can never come back..."
In the middle of her words, the young man next to her tugged at her clothes: "Mom, what are you talking nonsense about? My brother is the only one who stays at home every day and doesn't do anything serious. Whenever I talk about him, he beats and curses people. I can't wait to see him. He destroyed our whole family. Now that he is dead and can get so much compensation, how can he say it is useless?”
When the young man said this, he was slapped hard on the head by the old man. : "Pengzi, what are you talking about? That's your brother. Although he is usually a bit out of tune, how can he say such a thing when he is dead?"
The young man suddenly woke up and looked at his face Some displeased young people quickly retracted their heads.
"Sorry, Mr. Zhang, I made you laugh. Pengzi is only 17 years old. He is ignorant and ignorant." As he said that, the elderly man held the suitcase in his arms.
"Okay, okay, I understand. I will leave it to you to handle the funeral affairs of my brother Wang Daguang. It must be done beautifully. I will send someone to send a wreath when the time comes."
After saying these words, the young man stood up and left, followed closely by the bodyguard.
The video stopped abruptly at this point, and the photographer obviously followed suit.
Wen Rensheng was noncommittal after reading it, but Wang Wenwen looked regretful and very annoyed: "If I had known this, we should have..."
Halfway through, she said Can't go down anymore.
After all, she was not a fool like Zhao Han. She understood the situation very well. Even if Wen Rensheng had discovered the abnormality in the illusion, there was nothing more he could do except notify the Inspection Department.
Can he make the game fantasy stop operating immediately? Impossible, after all, he is just a mutant expert, and his hands are not that long. The Inspection Division has only started investigating a few days ago, so it is even less likely that it will suddenly ban the other party's operations.
Wen Rensheng shook his head: "You are still too young, wait and see."
"Yes, yes, uncle. You are old enough. I've seen enough things," Wang Wenwen snorted, "I don't believe it. Besides this illusion, are there other problems? People in their twenties can't die that easily, right?"
"I said at the time that the game illusion would consume people's spiritual life, but not so quickly. If it could kill people in more than a month, the people behind it would be too stupid. But they are definitely not stupid, so that's why I said this It's unlikely to be caused by the illusion itself, but more likely caused by other factors," Wen Rensheng explained helplessly.
Wang Wenwen rolled her eyes and nodded silently. She could accept the other party's explanation.
At this moment, her cell phone rang again.
It turns out that in the "Advanced Game Guide Group" she was in, someone once again released a new video.
Wang Wenwen clicked on the video and continued playing.
This is the scene after the alien boss left. It was obvious that his companion had secretly placed surveillance equipment.
There were only three members of the family left in the living room: an old man, a young man, and a middle-aged woman wiping her tears.
"Pengzi, you are so stupid. What did you say just now?"
The elderly man said as he opened the suitcase on the coffee table. Stacks of red banknotes immediately turned people's faces red.
"I'm sorry, dad, I was wrong. You are right, everyone is dead, I shouldn't say bad things about my brother anymore." The young man hurriedly gathered around, his eyes were shining, and he stared at a picture Big red banknote.
Money moves people's hearts, and it is most vividly reflected at this moment.
"Hmph, it's not that I shouldn't say it, but what you just said was inappropriate at the right time. Mr. Zhang is your eldest brother's best friend. He sent you two million because of his relationship with your eldest brother. You want him to know that there is no one in our house. Seeing your brother, is he still willing to give you this money?" The old man grabbed a handful of banknotes, closed his eyes slightly, and twitched his nose, as if feeling the fragrance of the banknotes.
"Old man, my performance just now is much better than that of this bastard. You must give me more money. I should buy the Chanel that I just fell in love with the day before yesterday." Zhong wiped his tears. The young woman was not even a little sad at this moment. When she came up, she surrounded the suitcase and reached out to grab the banknotes.
"Come on! If that kid hadn't been for me... how could he have died so cleanly?" The old man slapped his wife's fat hand that was trying to grab money away, and a ferocious look flashed across his face.
"Ah..." The middle-aged woman and the young man looked at each other, with fear on their faces, and slowly backed away.
"What are you afraid of? I mean, if I hadn't scolded him and made him stay up all night for three days, he wouldn't have died suddenly. How could we get so much compensation?" The old man looked a little flustered. The conversation immediately changed.
"Money is better. Money is the most reliable and practical. Raising children for old age, finding a wife to take care of you, that's all bullshit! Everyone is a liar!"
After the old man finished speaking, he closed the suitcase. , turned around and left, ignoring the noise coming from behind.
The video ends abruptly here.
Wang Wenwen finally had nothing to say. She gave Wen Rensheng a thumbs up: "It turned out to be an ordinary murder caused by the high compensation in the game. It really has nothing to do with the fantasy world of the game. Look. Lai Jiang is really old.”
Wen Rensheng said with a calm expression: “It’s nothing. If you have traveled a lot, you will understand that before enough facts emerge, don’t make blind decisions. Conclusion.”
"I know, don't lecture me like my mother." Wang Wenwen put away the phone and ran back staggeringly, his fat belly bulging, in stark contrast to others.
Wu Liansong, who was watching the whole process, turned dark when he heard this.
Why do I always feel like something is wrong when I hear the conversation between these two people?
My piece of ginger is older and seems less spicy.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but said: "In my opinion, this little girl should learn boxing and kicking skills, so that she can lose all the fat on her body."
"If you can do it, I think that after Wang Cuiyan joins the company, you will definitely follow your lead." Wen Rensheng said this and continued to exercise.
Wu Liansong thought for a while and walked towards Wang Wenwen.
It is indeed a happy family.
Wen Rensheng was thinking silently while practicing his boxing skills.
(End of this chapter)