Suddenly, Xie Chengjun realized something and asked: "With the name Wu Que, could it be..."
"Yes." Yin Wuque nodded slightly, "This is the name my father gave me. He expects me to be a perfect and upright person without any flaws."
"I always thought that perfection means a life of abundance and no lack..."
Xie Chengjun suddenly realized something.
"Why did you talk to me so much today?"
Yin Wuque crossed his hands and stared straight ahead.
"Today is my father's... memorial day."
"well?"
"Before I got on the plane in the morning, I went to visit his grave. After all, this may be the last time I visit his grave."
Xie Chengjun looked at Yin Wuque and suddenly said, "You actually respect your father very much, right?"
Yin Wuque did not answer.
My father was a suffocatingly strict person who could not tolerate any small flaws or flaws and educated Yin Wuque to the highest standards.
But...his set of standards is not just for Yin Wuque. He has equally strict self-requirements for other family members, friends, colleagues, and even himself.
For example, if someone smokes indoors, litters and spits, keeps a dog without a leash, or jumps in line when waiting in line, then no matter who the person is, he will point it out without hesitation, even if the person is his relative.
The work unit took a fancy to this in him, so all the work that would offend others was given to him. So in the end, many people around my father resented him and thought he was an alien in the human society.
But on the other hand, there are also some people who appreciate my father's character of being willing to bend rather than bend, and dare to speak up for justice. Therefore, although there are many people who can't stand my father, he actually worked hard until he retired.
Unfortunately, like Han Ming, Yin Wuque's father also passed away before he entered the hospital. There is no way that spiritual healing sites can resurrect the dead.
Yin Wuque has very conflicting views on his father. His father's strict education helped him survive a dark and depressing childhood, but he also admired his father's conduct as a person.
Everything he is doing now is something his father would rather die than do. If his father knew everything, he would not hesitate to curse himself.
"Only one of me and Han Ming can survive this year." Yin Wuque suddenly laughed at himself: "It's really ironic to say that. Han Ming is very much like my father."
well?
Dai Lin was stunned when he heard this.
"I sent someone to investigate all information about Han Ming in detail." Yin Wuque pushed the cup in front of Xie Chengjun, who immediately picked up the red wine on the table and poured it into the cup.
"Han Ming was really similar to my father when he was young. He followed his uncle to work in SZ and accidentally discovered that his uncle appeared to be working in foreign trade, but in fact it was just a cover-up. His uncle had been engaged in drug smuggling.
trade."
"Drug smuggling? This is a serious crime of decapitation."
"At that time, the country had just opened, and the drug trade was resurgent. This kind of profitable business made countless people choose to take risks. Han Ming's choice was to report his uncle's drug trading location to the police, and kill his family in a righteous way. Because he had previously persuaded his uncle to give up
Trading, but his uncle has been obsessed with the business of making a lot of money every day, and his desire is insatiable, and it is impossible to stop."
"Even so, killing one's relatives with such righteousness... is really..."
"The key is that his father's cancer surgery expenses were also paid for by his uncle. Of course, they were all proceeds from crime. Afterwards, a large amount of his property was confiscated, and his family became the family of criminals. Overnight, the entire South Korea
Everyone criticized Han Ming verbally and writingly."
"Sounds true..."
"He is really like my father. He is even the same age. If it were my father, he would definitely make the exact same choice as Han Ming. The difference is that Han Ming fell into collapse and self-doubt because of this incident.
And if it were my father, he would never waver in the slightest. For him, the principles of right and wrong cannot be shaken. From the bottom of his heart, he hates the Chinese people's idea of helping relatives but not taking care of them, and that human feelings are greater than the rule of law.
"
Therefore……
To Yin Wuque, Han Ming is not only an enemy, he also often looks for his father's reflection in him.
Until his father's death, he never received any real praise or recognition from his father. In his father's view, he did not complete his studies well, but devoted all his energy to the piano, but was unable to achieve anything high or low, and there was no way to talk about life.
Go to "Innocuity".
But Yin Wuque hated the kind of life his father had arranged for him from the bottom of his heart. Therefore, facing the poet who fully accepted and recognized himself, he would rather abandon all the teachings his father had given him since childhood and throw himself into the embrace of the devil.
The current self is just an inhuman existence with a flawless appearance. He is no longer the person his father had great expectations for.
"We are enemies, but I actually admire him a little." Yin Wuque picked up the red wine glass and drank it in one gulp. "Having an enemy who sympathizes with each other is also one of the joys of life."
"Dean Yin, if it were me, I would never accuse my uncle of being a drug dealer." Xie Chengjun replied: "Han Ming's father also spent his uncle's money on medical treatment, right? I'm sorry for my uncle.
Isn't it a shame to accuse him of the kindness he received when he turned around? It's no wonder that the people around Han Ming who can be called confidants are villains like An Zhiyuan."
"The Han family also thought so, so it is said that his father refused to forgive Han Ming before he died of liver cancer. Thinking about it now, this was also the beginning of Han Ming's eventual unscrupulous behavior as executive vice president.
Bar."
"His so-called sense of justice may have harmed his whole family. Dean Yin, if it were you, you wouldn't choose that way, right?"
"I don't know..." Yin Wuque shook the wine glass in his hand: "My father's teachings to me have always been that right and wrong should be higher than human relationships. He told me that if a person makes a mistake because it is beneficial to him or not, he is the one who makes the mistake.
His relatives and friends adopt double standards, so such standards are meaningless. And he has always practiced it. He is a person who only knows right and wrong and does not know the pros and cons."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When Yin Wuque put down the wine glass, he looked at his hand again.
At this time, he thought of Gao Yunyi.
The innocent child who was thrown into the hands of evil spirits by himself because he saw his true face.
His parents didn't know anything about it, and they were extremely grateful to him.
"I will never forget that I was the one who killed Gao Yunyi's child..."
The red wine in the wine glass seemed to have turned into blood at this moment.
Hearing this, Dai Lin showed an extremely horrified expression!
"If I died and saw my father..."
…
"If I died and saw my father..."
Han Ming finally felt a lot more energetic.
"Stop talking about your immortality!"
Huo Jialan hugged Han Ming directly and said, "No matter what, you can't die! If you die..."
"People are bound to die." Han Ming touched Huo Jialan's head, "It's a pity that I won't be able to give you a title until I die."
Although Han Ming and his wife no longer have much affection, they are married after all, and he cannot bear to divorce, so Huo Jialan can only be a shady mistress. He cannot deny that he did this very despicably.
"Before I fight with Yin Wuque about life and death, I want to see my aunt one last time. Over the years, I have added all the spiritual healing points to her as my compensation."
When it came to a matter of life and death, Han Ming realized that he didn't want to die either.
But he did kill too many people.
"If I had not experienced this incident, when I entered the hospital, I would not have joined any faction, nor would I have helped kill other doctors. To this day, I have countless blood on my hands."
A while ago, he used his own spell to kill the star who was exposed as a drug addict. Then, he counted all the replies on the forum that were made to clear the ground for his idol's innocence of drug abuse, and all of them passed.
The cursed objects were killed cleanly.
"Dai Lin. He is very much like me when I was young. But he doesn't know that it is easy to say the right thing, but it is difficult to do the right thing. If I have to die, I hope that when I see my father after death, I can tell him that I am