Xuan Donghui was in a very complicated mood. During the day, Shang Yucheng paid a deposit of 200,000 yuan to settle on a house in Binjiang Haoting. Her parents were as excited as the Chinese New Year, but she was depressed. She just sold herself, unwilling to accept it.
After much deliberation, I had no one to confide in, so I looked through the address book on my phone, and finally dialed Liu Handong's number.
She was chattering endlessly, while Liu Handong was humming and perfunctory on the other side. Unknowingly, snoring came from the receiver. This heartless person actually fell asleep. Xuan Donghui pouted, hung up the phone, and turned off the phone angrily.
,sleep.
At this moment, Shang Yucheng was experiencing a thrilling experience. His father brought three cars over to deal with the matter, and also found a driver with a jacked-up tank. The traffic police also arrived, and they were discussing how to deal with the aftermath. Omi has implemented a Skynet project, and there are cameras all over the streets and alleys.
The main road is even more densely packed, and flash lights are constantly flashing in broad daylight. It would be troublesome to take photos of Shang Yucheng in it.
The blue police lights of the ambulance were flashing continuously. The ambulance personnel carried out the woman in the passenger seat. The charming woman had already lost her breath and heartbeat, and half of her head was smashed. Shang Yucheng stood far away, terrified.
I was actually unscathed, it was really a blessing from God.
After two hours of tossing, the scene was finally dealt with. The wreckage of the Porsche was pulled away by a tow truck. Shang Yucheng went home with his father honestly, not daring to get angry all the way. When he got home, Shang Yumin said, "Please pack your things."
, it’s better to go.”
"Where should I go?" Shang Yucheng muttered.
"Go abroad and hide for a while." Shang Yumin was very tired, "I will come back when the matter is completely resolved."
Shang Yucheng wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything after all. Everything was messed up by himself, and his marriage was in vain. No, he was innocent. The mastermind behind the frame was the culprit. If they hadn't caused the trouble, he wouldn't have done it.
It would be so miserable. They must have done it to discredit Xuan Donghui in front of his grandfather. I will remember this account, he gritted his teeth and swore secretly.
He had to run away as quickly as possible. Shang Yucheng took his passport, packed a few clothes and stuffed them into his bag. After thinking about it, he took out the photo of himself and Xuan Donghui on the bed from the frame and stuffed it into his shirt pocket.
Carry it thoughtfully.
He went downstairs with his travel bag and saw his father sitting on the sofa smoking. He thought for a moment and said, "Dad, I'm leaving. Take care of yourself."
Shang Yumin waved his hands impatiently: "Let's go, let's go."
Shang Yucheng sighed and left the house. The driver had already started the Audi A8 and was waiting in front of the door. He stood in front of the car door and looked back at his small building, hoping that his father would come out to see him off and give him a hug, but none of this happened. He
I can only get in the car and leave.
In the car, Shang Yucheng made several more calls to Xuan Donghui, but the other party had turned off his phone.
At this moment, Shang Yucheng really wanted to jump out of the speeding car and fall to his death. He felt that he had been abandoned by the whole world.
…
Xuan Donghui suffered from insomnia until she fell into a deep sleep in the early morning. She was woken up by her parents near noon. They shouted that the car was lost. The Mercedes-Benz left by Yucheng was actually missing, and they were about to call the police.
"Wait a minute, let me ask if it crashed and drove back." Xuan Donghui said, picked up the phone and turned it on, and called Shang Yucheng. The other party was not in the service area. He called Shang Yucheng's driver again, but someone answered, and
Admit that the Mercedes-Benz has been driven back.
"Where has Shang Yucheng gone?" Xuan Donghui asked.
"I'm on a business trip. I don't know where I'm going." The driver said. Xuan Donghui was about to hang up when a voice suddenly changed over there, majestic and forceful, "Is it Miss Xuan? I am Shang Yucheng's father. Please don't do it again."
You are entangled with my son. We know your history very well. It is not good for anyone to break up. Let’s leave it at that.”
A busy signal came from the receiver. Xuandong Hui was so angry that he wanted to cry. What's going on? It's not like I'm pursuing your son. I won't marry him if he doesn't want to. Anyway, I don't love Shang Yucheng. I just think this walking wallet
It's just good for myself.
Seeing her daughter's depressed look, Xuan's mother became worried: "Is something wrong with Yucheng?"
"It's okay." Xuan Donghui wiped away her tears and said.
"Then you contact him quickly and ask him to pay the balance. That house is really nice. I plan to find a designer to design the decoration style. By the way, the decoration of such a big house must cost at least three to five million yuan.
Otherwise, you won’t be able to move up in class, and you won’t be able to sit idle even if you still have a parking space. You’ll have to buy a car, and a Mercedes-Benz will do...”
The mother was chattering endlessly, still immersed in the joy brought by the golden turtle husband, but Xuan Donghui was enveloped in sadness and couldn't cry even if she wanted to.
She returned to the company early from her vacation and was scrolling through Weibo on the high-speed train. She unexpectedly discovered the news about Shang Yucheng. This unlucky guy was suspected of drunk driving and escaping to find someone to blame. He was exposed by a righteous person within the Traffic Management Bureau. Now the Internet is in an uproar and is the target of criticism.
Pointing directly to Xiaoshang Village.
Xuan Donghui knew that Shang Yucheng was finished, but what she didn't know was that she was unknowingly involved in the cruel internal fighting of the merchants. All of this was secretly planned by someone, including secretly investigating Xuan Donghui's unpleasant past.
, as well as the framed bombing and silence case, as well as today’s big revelations, were actually the work of insiders in Xiaoshang Village.
Since the Xiaoshangcun Group has a close relationship with Liu Fei, people from the Zhou Wen Department seized this opportunity to make a big fuss and reported on it one after another. Even the mainstream conspirators made headlines. Liu Fei is a sensible person. In this kind of situation,
Covering public events would only cause trouble for yourself, so I adopted a resigned attitude.
After two days of rest, Xuan Donghui went back to work. When the airline colleagues saw her, they were like seeing a broom star. They avoided her and whispered to each other. Some people who were usually at odds with her even showed gloating smiles, which made her confused.
baffling.
However, Jin Luobing, who has a good relationship with her, told the truth: "Sister Hui, someone wrote a report letter to the company and spread rumors about you on the Internet. Humph, these people are really outrageous."
Xuan Donghui read the rumors about herself on the Internet, and they were not groundless. She worked as a mistress for others and slept with the prince of Xiaoshangcun Group. One by one, they were all substantiated. They were guaranteed to be fake. But
He added a lot of unsavory details and described himself like a profit-seeking green tea bitch.
Work was over, and so was life. Xuan Donghui sighed silently, packed up her personal belongings, and went to her boss to submit her resignation.
"Let's do this. You should take a holiday first and think carefully before going through the formalities." The leader said.
Xuan Donghui shook his head: "No need, I have decided to go."
"Then where are you going?" the leader asked.
The roar of airplanes was heard in her ears, and a Boeing 747 was landing in the distance. Xuan Donghui looked at the distant sky, as if answering the leader, or saying to himself: "The world is so big, there is no place that the airplane can reach."
, I can go..." Before he finished speaking, he was already crying.
…
Zhou Wen has been in his new job for some time, and the "meeting gift" given to him by the provincial party committee has finally been fulfilled. However, this project of helping him get on the horse and giving him a ride has left him in a dilemma. The food is tasteless and it is a pity to abandon it.
This project is the Huahuo Village shed renovation project. It is exactly the project that Zhou Wen studied when he first arrived. Later, considering that it was different from his own governing philosophy, he voluntarily gave up. This time, the province gave him this hard-to-eat "big cake"
, 80% of it was Liu Fei’s idea.
However, Liu Fei obviously underestimated Zhou Wen's ability. He just didn't want to demolish it. If he was really forced to do it, there are many ways to demolish it. There is a large-scale listed company in Jiangbei, Zhicheng Group, which specializes in shantytown renovation projects.
They are the ones who do the demolition. As for the nail households, Zhuo Li can take action. If they encounter difficult nail households, there are many ways to deal with them.
Zhou Wenhao was so angry that he was ready to show off his iron mouth, steel teeth, and appetite, so that Liu Fei, who was waiting to see the joke, would be dumbfounded.
Liu Handong still had a place in his plan. Demolition was impossible without the help of local snakes. He asked Xu Ning to find Liu Handong again and try to draw him into his camp no matter what.
"Use your brain more and talk more heart to heart." Zhou Wen said to Xu Ning.
As expected, Xu Ning spent more time. He learned through the neighborhood committee that the relationship between Liu Handong and his uncle's family was not very harmonious, so he did not continue to work on Liu Hannan. Instead, he gave Shuiqin money in the name of helping laid-off workers re-employ.
We have arranged a well-located newsstand that also sells cigarettes, drinks, etc. Don’t underestimate this kind of newsstand. In a pedestrian street with huge passenger flow, a daily turnover of several thousand is normal.
Shuiqin and his wife were not stupid, they understood that there was a noble person to help them, and the drunkard was not interested in drinking. They were after Handong, so He Jian called Liu Handong and wanted to know the inside story.
"We can't take the benefits of being unclear, and we don't dare to take them," Shuiqin said.
"Yes, let's ask Dongdong first what's going on." He Jian took his mobile phone and dialed the number, but the line was always busy.
At Omi School of International Relations, Liu Handong was answering the phone. The caller was from the Public Relations Department of Zhongyanhuang International, telling him to interrupt the training immediately and go to the Middle East to assist the branch company in completing the tasks assigned by his superiors.
Liu Handong is a soldier, and he doesn't say any nonsense. The training class will not end for another month, and his Arabic is still half-assed. But orders are orders and they must be carried out to the letter.
"The flight tickets have been booked, I will send you the itinerary later, that's it." The other party hung up the phone, and then Liu Handong received a text message on his mobile phone, which was a detailed itinerary, including the flight number and the name of the hotel where he was staying.
The schedule was very tight. Liu Handong immediately said goodbye to the instructor, packed his luggage and left the school. He took a taxi and went straight to the airport. On the way, he called Ma Ling and told him that he was abroad and might not be able to come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Don't come back during the Chinese New Year." Ma Ling put down the phone.
Liu Handong called his mother again, and happened to talk about the newsstand. He immediately thought of Secretary Xu and Mayor Zhou, and said, "It's okay, that's what happens next."
"Dongdong, do you know how much money a newsstand at this location can make in a month? If you work hard, it's not difficult to make ten thousand or twenty thousand. This is considered bribery in disguise. If something goes wrong, we can't afford it." Shui.
Qin's voice was trembling, but Liu Handong dismissed it. He didn't even care about the real estate business worth tens of millions, so why would he care about a newsstand?
It took Liu Handong a lot of effort to comfort his mother. The taxi had arrived at Omi Yutan International Airport. He got out of the car with simple luggage, printed his boarding pass, passed the security check, and took the nearest flight to Beijing Capital International Airport.
Five hours later, he will transfer to a Qatar Airways flight to Dubai International Airport in the United Arab Emirates.