Long Jing'er put down the phone and felt a storm in her heart. She never expected that this thing would turn out like this. She was still fishing and playing chess with the old man on the top of the mountain to escape from the world.
"Xiao Ru, what's wrong with you?" The old man patted her shoulder and said dissatisfiedly, "It's your turn."
"I'm Jing'er, and the horse moves two into one." She moved the chess piece in a daze.
"Okay, Jing'er, you lose." The old man said proudly, "Two-gun general!"
She lost, really lost, and actually felt a little sympathy for Lin Mingqi. She pushed the chess piece away irritably, "If you lose, you lose. I won't come back."
The old man didn't make any fuss. He packed up the chess pieces one by one, sat next to her and asked, "Did Ah Xi call just now?"
"Well, do you know Lin Mingqi?" Long Jing'er turned her head and looked at him. She probably knew him, just to see if he knew him.
"That old guy? Is he not dead yet?" the old man asked with wide eyes.
"It's coming soon. He's suffering from prostate cancer. I heard he has one year to live. Not only that, but his company is in danger of being acquired because of his physical problems and poor management." These words would have been heard by someone else.
She must not believe it, but it comes from Hu Xixi's words. Hu Xixi is a businessman and knows these inside stories best. The most important thing is that she cannot lie to him.
"Axi told you?" the old man asked, turning his head.
"Yes!"
The old man thought for a moment, and suddenly said seriously: "Lin Mingqi is pitiful. His son doesn't like doing business, and his grandson is ignorant. If he really dies, I'm afraid that the country he conquered will be given away with both hands."
Long Jing'er was stunned for a moment, her expression a little sad. She was from the Long family and was used to seeing all kinds of life and death, but it was an unpleasant thing for someone she knew to face death.
"Do you sympathize with him?" The old man suddenly said in an old-fashioned way, "Everyone has to die. He has had enough glory in his life, and his death will not be unjust."
"Well!" Long Jing'er shook her head, "It's up to him to die, and it's up to me to live, it doesn't matter to each other. Okay, let's continue playing chess." It doesn't matter at all. It would be better if he died. No one will threaten her in the future.
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But the old man stood up and said, "It's time to go home."
"Stay with me any longer, I have nowhere to go." Long Jing'er pulled the old man and said.
"No, Ah Xi said, I must get home before six o'clock." The old man packed up his things and put them in the truck compartment of the tricycle.
"I won't leave, you can ride down by yourself." Long Jing'er sat next to the Tianhu Lake, looking at the sunset gradually setting on the horizon. The clouds on the horizon were dyed orange-red, with a strong and thick color.
The old man actually rode up. Long Jing'er was so frightened that she hurriedly pulled him, "Okay, okay, you think you are still young."
"In this world, there are always some people who like to take advantage of people's sympathy." The old man said something philosophical. Of course, at this moment, Long Jing'er was troubled by troubles, so naturally she couldn't hear the underlying meaning of the old man, and thought he was talking about herself.
So, she said angrily: "Just use my sympathy, sit down old man, and let's race." After that, the tricycle started to go downhill continuously, and the old man laughed proudly.
When Long Jing'er left Hu Xixi's home, the sky had not yet darkened. There was a faint sunset shining on the landmark buildings in the new city, reflecting bright and dazzling light. She drove to the downtown area, parked the car bored, and thought
Go into the mall and take a walk.
As soon as she got out of the car, a dagger was pressed against her neck, and a deep voice sounded: "If you want to die, don't make a sound."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Long Jing'er's mouth. When had she been targeted? She never knew it, which showed that her vigilance was still too low. She was pushed into a business car, and there were several people in the car.
He was a tall and handsome man. Except for the man holding him hostage with a dagger, who had an evil smile on his face, the rest of him showed no expression at all.
The cold wind blew across Long Jing'er's face. On this unknown mountain, there was a strong sense of late spring. The grass was a little wet. She was wearing spring shoes, and the toes of her shoes were already soaked. It had been two minutes since she was captured.
, there was a gleaming dagger against her neck, preventing her from moving even half a minute.
After a while, a Hummer flew up at drag racing speed and stopped next to Long Jing'er. The car's exhaust emitted a pungent stench, and Long Jing'er couldn't help but cover her nose in disgust.
A man stepped off the Hummer. His face was somewhat fierce, his eyebrows were very light, and there was a scar in the middle of the right eyebrow. His face was quite angular, if not for the chin. He was wearing a blue suit and a slightly red plaid tie.
He let go, and it rested on his slightly round belly like pickled vegetables. At this moment, he was leaning against the car, and the big man next to him hurriedly lit up his cigarette. He took a slow puff, and in the smoke, his sharp eyes fell on Long Jing.
On the child's face.
"Is this Lawyer Long?" Although he was asking a question, there was an undoubted affirmation in the sentence. Of course, his people caught him personally, could there be something wrong?
Long Jing'er's face was a little depressed, and she ignored his sharp and murderous eyes, walked back to the car she had just driven out of, took her scattered keys and mobile phone in her hands, and then walked straight down the mountain, as if in front of her eyes
There was no one, and she was not kidnapped. She would let the dagger be pressed against her neck and wait for two minutes, just to see who the other person was.
The man's face suddenly changed and he said angrily: "Stop!"
As expected, Long Jing'er stood still. She reached out to fumble in her handbag, took out a card, turned around and flew towards the man, saying, "If you want to talk to me, make an appointment with my secretary in advance."
The man smiled instead of being angry, caught the card and threw it on the ground, "I have seen many people who are not afraid of death, but this is the first time I have seen a woman who is not afraid of death. Do you know who I am, little girl?"
Long Jinger shook her head, revealing a confused look in her eyes.
The burly man next to him who had just lit the man's cigarette said coldly: "This is Director Han, the chairman of Xinguang Enterprise. I'm looking for you today because I have business for you. Don't give me a toast without being fined."
Who in Xincheng doesn't know the chairman of Xinguang Enterprise? He is a gangster and has risen rapidly in recent years. I heard that he rides a black and white horse, and many people in the circle change their expressions slightly when they talk about him.
I just heard that he was involved in a lawsuit recently, and the other party's backstage was tough. I thought he had nothing to do, so he used blackmail to force the most skilled lawyer in Yangcheng to work for him.
Long Jing'er smiled quietly, "Business? When discussing business, you should go to my office to discuss it."