After the draft became popular, he was secretly favored by the paranoid boss Chapter 127 Continuously recirculating merit 1 and atonement for knocking wooden fish
Chapter 127 Continuously recirculating merit 1 and atonement for knocking wooden fish
Chapter 127 Continuous circulation of merit 1 and atonement knocking wooden fish
Author: Bu Ning
This time, the silence on the other side lasted longer.
About a minute later, when Gu Nanci thought he didn't hear it, he repeated it again.
The man's voice finally sounded again.
The coldness dissipated, and he caught a certain keyword and repeated it with seeming hesitation: "You said, two years ago?"
Gu Nanci: "..."
She co-authored a lot of what she said earlier.
Is this all you hear all the time?
"Yes, two years ago, you left a wish." Gu Nanci was silent for a second, feeling that the other party had probably forgotten about this matter. He sighed and added: "I said I miss someone very much, but I don't know if the other party will.
Will come back.”
"Can you tell me the specific situation? For example, who is that person? Because our performance will be determined based on your wishes, and will be released on the online platform at that time, maybe we can help you find it!"
"...Sorry, I don't remember."
Gu Nanci: "..."
You said you forgot to leave a message. It's been two years, so that's normal.
But!
She didn't believe that a talented person would go to a wishing website in the middle of the night to write down his thoughts. No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing is something that is deeply buried in his heart and remembered hard.
Forgotten?
This is outrageous!
Gu Nanci, the recently successful social gangster, fell into silence for the first time in his life.
Gu Nan was speechless: "Are you...serious? Because this is related to our performance scores, so I beg you -"
If you are not teasing her.
Then there is only one explanation. I am afraid this was not written casually for fun!
He didn't wait for Gu Nanci to finish his words.
Fu Zhijin's coldness and alienation when he first connected completely faded away. His voice was still deep, but mellow and melodious, like a precious century-old violin. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt the dignity of his extraordinary status, and explained slowly:
"Two years ago, I had some accidents and had memory problems. So, I have indeed forgotten what you said."
Gu Nanci: "...!"
How to make someone feel guilty with just one sentence!
...Gan! This is really to the point where I would wake up in the middle of the night and toss and turn with regret!
"It doesn't matter." A mellow bass sounded, "You just said that my message is related to your competition, right?"
"...Yes." Mentioning this, Gu Nanci had an even more headache.
Just, versus a million and a match.
It seems even more unethical to bring back painful memories to an emo who left a message at night.
In his mind, he kept cycling Merit-1 Merit-1 and Atonement Knocking Wooden Fish, and after thinking for a moment, Gu Nanci said decisively:
"It's okay. Just pretend you didn't receive the call. I'm sorry to bother you -"
"Are you anxious?"
"...What?" Gu Nanci was confused.
"I'll be here for about three days. You can give me your address and we can meet to discuss this matter." Fu Zhijin said slowly.
Gu Nanci: "!!!"
It’s a joy that comes from heaven!
Gu Nanci was immediately surprised, "Is this... okay? It won't delay -"
"It doesn't matter, I'm not just helping you, if I'm lucky... I also want to get those memories back..."
The phone hangs up.
Good news.
She got in touch with someone, and they were really easy to talk to and were willing to come out and have an interview with her to discuss how to solve her wish.
Bad news.
What is the real outcome of this conversation...
She won’t really lose merit!!!
…
Hongguo
Bafang Pavilion
The top private restaurant in Linbei is antique in style and consists of multiple courtyards. It has a large area and the price is designed to reflect the luxury of the upper class. It is the highest-level venue for Linbei's top rich and dignitaries to entertain guests.
Everyone talks and laughs with the powerful, and no one comes and goes. This is the most true portrayal of this place, and most of them are the fathers who are really in power in their 40s and 50s. The younger second generation are not even qualified to come here.
In the waterside garden, a man stood alone at the farthest end of the crowd. His long and cold back was illuminated by the pale moonlight, as if covered with a layer of hazy light, which dissolved into the clouds and mist in the next second and disappeared silently.
After hanging up the phone, the tenderness that originally existed on his face disappeared in an instant, and returned to indifference in a second.
He looked back indifferently and distantly at the people in the courtyard behind him, who were drinking and toasting, as if the whole world didn't matter. He frowned slightly, and even had a bit of disgust lingering on his eyebrows.
However, that power and dignity would not let him go.
Seeing that Fu Zhijin was free, the people inside rushed in. They were all celebrities and powerful people from the TV news. When they saw this young and handsome man, they all flattered and followed him, and their posture was very low.
In the distance, next to a stone table by a lake.
Mo Ran stared at Fu Zhijin who was surrounded by the crowd for a few seconds, then looked away coldly.
He picked up the stones arranged on the table, twisted one, aimed in the right direction, and threw it across an arc.
The ripples rise from the lake one by one. Regardless of the strength or distance, they are perfect water floats.
However, in a place like this, a successful person wears the clothes of a CEO who earns billions of dollars in contracts every minute.
Hiding here like no one is around and doing nothing???
Even more than that, I just heard Mo Ran whispering irritably while throwing it away:
"Damn...it's not over yet..."
Suddenly, there were sounds in the woods nearby, and there seemed to be figures floating around.
Mo Ran's eyes were sharp for a moment, and just when he was about to shout, he saw a person crawling out of it.
With a panicked look on his face, Mo Ran looked at Mo Ran as if he had seen a life-saving straw and said in a hurry:
"Master Mo! Master Mo, please save me!"
When Mo Ran ran out of patience and was about to kick him over.
The man who was dressed in shabby clothes and had a bruise on his face said: "I am Sichang! I am - the one who helped you deal with Gu Nanci before -"
It looks like there is some kind of voice control button.
Suddenly, Mo Ran paused.
He narrowed his eyes, and the moment he heard a certain word, he almost glanced in a direction opposite the crowd, and his voice sounded fierce and warning:
"Shut up! Keep your voice down!"
Then he lowered his voice and scanned the people at his feet with a scrutinizing gaze: "...Say, what's wrong?"
Si Chang opened his mouth, as if he was frightened. After a while, he came back to his senses and spoke stumblingly:
"I... I was really just obsessed for a moment, and it was all caused by the song seller! Mr. Mo, I know you have shares in the company, please help me speak! I can't... I really can't be withdrawn from the circle...
…”
"It's all Gu Nanci's fault! It's all that bitch's fault! If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have fallen for that dealer! Master Mo! As long as you help me... I will teach you a lesson! Just like when I let him fall into the river.
Same……"
The moment Sichang scolded Gu Nanci, Mo Ran's expression turned gloomy and she kicked him in the face.
However, when he heard the last sentence, his pupils shrank suddenly.
They met Sichang who fell to the ground in a state of disbelief, with blood on his face mixed with nosebleeds. He couldn't believe it as he stood there blankly covering his cheek.
"What's falling into the river?!" Mo Ran's voice was sharp and his gaze was like a torch.
