The exaggeration of the senior management continued until nightfall.
He sat in the yard, his eyes never leaving Fang Chengyu for a moment, with tears in his eyes.
"Although I have heard that the young master is well, but..." he said, raising his hand to press his eyes and sniffing, "seeing it with my own eyes is completely different from what I imagined."
"Then how miserable do you imagine your young master is?"
A voice interrupted, breaking the sad and warm atmosphere.
The senior executive glanced at the young man sitting in the corridor with his legs crossed. He saw this stranger as soon as he entered the door. He didn't look like a messenger sent from the bank in Runan.
But the young lady didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.
"It's not tragic, it's joyful. The impact of imagination is not as big as seeing it with your own eyes." He said kindly, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, "This is great, I have to say hello to my family in advance and let them
Be prepared so as not to scare the old lady and the others."
"How are your grandmother, mother, and sisters?" Fang Chengyu asked gently.
The senior official nodded.
"Everything is fine, I'm just waiting for you and my young mistress to go back." He said happily, "You don't know, at home..."
When he said this, he was interrupted by someone coughing again.
"Don't go into details about what happened at home. You also said that your imagination is different from what you saw with your own eyes." Zhu Zan stood up and said, "It's better to go back and see for yourself."
He said and walked over a few steps.
"It's better to tell me when to leave. After all, I'm also very busy."
Who is this person? He is so familiar, and he is so grand.
Are you Miss Jun's elder?
The senior management couldn't help but look at him in surprise.
Originally, someone should have introduced this person at this time, but none of the three people in the yard had the intention to speak.
Lei Zhonglian didn't know what to say, Fang Chengyu didn't take the initiative to say it, and Miss Jun was too lazy to say it because she knew she didn't need to say it at all.
Sure enough, Zhu Zan spoke on his own before the senior management could speak.
"Perhaps you don't know who I am, so let me introduce myself." He said, pointing to Miss Jun sitting beside him, "I am your young lady's savior."
A lifesaver?
Senior executives looked horrified.
Help? So there is indeed danger on the road? The letter didn’t mention it at all. Sure enough, it was reporting good news but not bad news. What kind of danger is it? Are there any injuries? My poor young master and young lady have suffered a lot...
His expression changed and he was about to speak when Zhu Zan raised his hand to stop him.
"Don't cry. Let's get to the point. I don't have so much time to waste." He said, "The life-saving matter has already been paid for with money and goods. There is no need to reminisce about it. Now let's talk about my reward for escorting you two rich people home."
Bar."
Remuneration? Price? The senior executive looked at the man in front of him. Although he had not yet realized what was going on, as a ticket manager, his instinct for money made him blurt out.
"How much are you worth?" he asked.
When someone asks how much it is worth, it is undoubtedly regarded as goods.
For a bloody person, this kind of metaphor is intolerable and will lead to violence and murder.
But Zhu Zan did not commit murder violently, but smiled.
"I'm worth a lot of money." He said proudly and happily.
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The chirping of insects in the wild on summer nights made people feel a little irritated, but soon the chirping of summer insects died away, and the world fell into a dead silence.
The deathly silence is suffocating, even though there is no one in the dark wilderness now.
A gust of wind suddenly blew by, and there was a rustling sound, and a string of white paper flags swayed wildly, like a human hand waving.
This scene can scare even ghosts to death, and it is inevitable for people to be frightened.
In the dark night, a black patch suddenly bulged out, accompanied by a low cry.
The next moment, the entire black area started to shake.
"What the hell is your name!"
"I'm scared to death!"
A mess of muffled shouts rang out from a cemetery.
Before the shouting stopped, there were rapid footsteps and the sound of clanging weapons being unsheathed.
"not good!"
"Who!"
"There is a traitor!"
Screams, yells, curses and the sound of swords clashing resounded in this cemetery.
There were clanging melees and screams, and finally one party couldn't stand it any longer.
"The official is handling the case, the official is handling the case, who are you?" someone screamed.
He responded with a kick.
"How dare you pretend to be an official to handle the case." The man's voice was cold, "Grandpas are the official officers to handle the case."
What?
The man who was stepped on the ground felt that his neck would be broken in the next moment, and he no longer cared about hiding his identity.
"We are official servants of Huaiqing Mansion, and we have documents." He shouted at the top of his lungs.
Accompanied by this sound, a firecracker lit up with a crackling sound, revealing a pale face, like a ghost. The man who was trampled on the ground was almost scared to death if he was not trampled to death.
A hand reached out and touched him a few times. Sure enough, he took out a piece of paper and shook it.
"It turned out to be a real official." He said, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
Others around him also stopped and their torches lit up. Only then did the two sides in the melee see each other clearly.
Everyone was wearing plain clothes and looked unremarkable, but they were all holding knives at this time, and there were obviously many weapons hidden in their waists.
There were four or five people on this side, and four or five on that side. However, the four or five people on this side all fell to the ground, two of them were obviously dead, and the rest were injured and looked frightened.
"It's really an official job." The man finished reading the documents in his hand, frowned and said angrily, and raised his feet.
The man who was stepped on narrowly escaped death and sat up, clutching his neck.
"You, you are not the key criminals we are pursuing. Is there some misunderstanding?" He boldly looked at these people and asked.
The men glanced at them with cold expressions.
"You just go on errands. Why are you so sneaky?" a man said.
The three people sitting on the ground looked dissatisfied.
Are we sneaky? Aren't you also sneaky? Otherwise, why would we think you are members of the Fang family?
Of course, I would never dare to say this.
"We're doing errands. We're going to track down the errands we're going to make, so of course we can't do it in a big way." They said with an apologetic smile.
The expressions of those men were still cold and a little angry.
"What the hell, why does it always appear in front of us?" said one person angrily, "We have lost track of the clues."
"Master Qi, forget it if you do it to them, it's really a hindrance." The other one said calmly.
These words made the three surviving people sitting on the ground look horrified.
"You, you don't want it, we are official servants." they stammered.
Those people glanced at them as if they were ants.
"What a coincidence, we are also official officials," they said, and one of them took out his badge and waved it.
Jinyiwei!
With the help of a torch, they could see the badge clearly, and the three people on the ground suddenly turned pale.
God, they had tried their best to be careful, why did they still bump into these ancestors?
Why do these ancestors still linger in Runan?
It's such a hassle.
They only dared to think about this, but the Jinyi guards said it directly.
"It's so troublesome. Why do we encounter these official errands handling cases?" A guard in Jinyi said, his eyes condensed, "Are you really on errands?"
These words made the three people on the ground feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their hearts almost stopped beating.
It's over, it's over, it's over.
If you bump into the hands of these people, you will cause trouble even if it is nothing, let alone if they are really in trouble.
"Sir, sir, we really, we, we have documents." One of them said with his upper and lower teeth clashing.
The viper-like gaze of the Jin Yiwei glanced at him, with a disdainful smile that saw through everything.
"Forget it, we have errands to run, we'll talk about these bastards later." A guard in uniform said in a low voice, looking at the panicked officials on the ground, he spat, "What bad luck."
As he spoke, he looked at the dense night surrounding him and frowned, a bit annoyed.
"This kid can run away really fast."
He said and shook his head again.
"Chase."
The remaining people no longer hesitated and disappeared into the night like ghosts.
The document that was held in his hand just now fell leisurely.
It wasn't until the summer insects around them began to whisper again that the three people who were frozen on the ground completely believed that they had escaped death.
"Oh my dear mother."
They fell to the ground at the same time, thankful to have survived, and crying out in pain for their injuries.
I don’t know who the boy Jin Yiwei is talking about is.
"But no matter what, I'm really grateful to him. If it weren't for him, these royal guards wouldn't have let us go so easily, and it would have been a big trouble." A man exhaled.
This made another person nod in agreement, but another person shook his head.
"That's not right, brother. It's because of this kid Jin Yiwei that he came to investigate. But he bumped into us and pestered us. Not only did we have no way to trace the Fang family members, but we also lost these manpower." He said.
That's right, the two people from before punched the ground hatefully.
"Where did the boy come from? He couldn't run anywhere, so why did he come to Runan?" he said.
"Brother, don't worry about him. Let's chase the Fang family quickly. With this delay, we don't even know where we are going." Another person said in a low voice.
Yes, this is what matters.
The three of them stood up. The injuries on their bodies made them curse their mothers and limped away in embarrassment into the night. (To be continued)