The two came out from the back door of the house, and Kuba helped them into the car.
"I don't understand. If I knew he would be so depressed, why didn't you stop him?"
The old man sat in, put his crutches away, and gathered his overcoat.
"It's good to be depressed, it's good to be depressed, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, if he succeeds, I will be in danger."
Kuba went to drive and looked back at him.
"Then you still give him the sample?"
"For helping me solve Song Yuhang's big trouble, there must be some kind of reward, right? It's useless to get a sample without a formula."
After the old man woke up, Kuba suddenly realized.
"Song's note is our biggest obstacle in the city bureau. Without her, the shipment will be much easier in the future."
The old man opened his eyes, and there was a flash of sharpness.
"That's not necessarily the case. After all, they are not all our people. The shipment in half a month is very important, and we can start packing it now."
Kuba nodded: "Yes."
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Lin house.
Lin Butler gently shook Lin Youyuan awake.
"Master, the young master is here to see you."
Lin Ge was standing beside the bed with two boxes of gifts. Seeing him waking up, he quickly put down his things and took a step forward.
"Uncle Lin..."
There was a hint of relief in Lin Youyuan's cloudy eyes.
"You're here."
While he was talking, a cloud of mist rose from the oxygen mask, and the housekeeper stepped forward to gently take it off for him.
Lin Youyuan coughed a few more times, and signaled the housekeeper to raise the bed higher.
Lin Ge took the initiative to do it, and took a pillow from the side to put it behind him.
"Uncle Lin, are you feeling better?"
Lin Youyuan covered his lips with a handkerchief while coughing, and after a long while the coughing stopped, he gasped for air.
"Old problem, what's the matter with you?"
"It's nothing, I'm here to see you." Lin Ge said, pulling up the quilt for him.
"Did the factory below give you another look?" Lin Youyuan coughed twice, and continued.
Lin Ge still had a modest smile on his lips.
"No, I'm new here, and it's common for employees to be dissatisfied."
Lin Youyuan was seriously ill, and the affairs of the company were handed over to him and several executives one after another. These executives were veterans of Jingtai and had a deep foundation in the company. As for the export channel, without Lin Youyuan's signature, the medicine cannot be produced on a large scale, let alone shipped overseas.
When he said this, he lowered his eyebrows and looked down, respectfully.
Lin Youyuan covered his lips and coughed a few times, motioning for the butler to bring over a document.
The infusion hand pulled off the cap of the pen tremblingly, and Lin Youyuan pressed the paper and wrote his name crookedly.
"You're doing something for me, so I can't treat you badly... Ahem..." He handed the signed document to him.
"Take it to the company. From tomorrow on, you will be the vice president of the group."
Lin Ge declined: "This...isn't right, Uncle Lin, there is nothing wrong with doing things for my family. I don't want to be tired anymore. I should help you."
The joy that flashed in Lin Ge's eyes did not escape Lin Youyuan's eyes, and similarly, when Lin Yan was mentioned, the grief that floated on Lin Youyuan's face did not escape his observation.
Two wise men were fighting silently.
Lin Youyuan coughed and panted violently, Lin Ke got up and patted his back for him, and when he leaned over, he saw the sparse gray hair on the top of his head, and there was still a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart.
Lin Ge and his father look alike, with the same sword eyebrows and star eyes, extraordinary handsomeness, and the same gentle temper, if not for the latter things.
Lin Youyuan suddenly became emotional.
"You also said, my family, don't be so polite."
Lin Ge stared at his gray hair: "Uncle, why are you so kind to me?"
Lin Ge has never seen his father since he could remember, and the only people who accompany him are his mother and this nominal uncle.
Mother wants him to be well-behaved, sensible, obedient, and not to make noise. Only Lin Youyuan would buy him toy guns, airplanes, tanks, cannons, and a series of toys that boys like. He would play with him when he was not busy at work, and even put him on his back willingly as a horse. .
Lin Ge's golf skills were taught by him when he was young.
If he hadn't witnessed those dirty things with his own eyes, he and Lin Youyuan wouldn't have come to where they are today.
Hearing his question, the old man smiled, with a nostalgic look in his eyes.
"Your father left early. I should take care of your mother and child. By the way, how is your mother recently?"
When mentioning his mother, Lin Ge's vague unbearable feeling disappeared completely.
He rolled down the hospital bed and tucked in the quilt for him.
"It's much better. When we can walk on the ground, we will come to see you together. Don't worry about it. Just take care of yourself."
The visiting time is coming, he picked up the document and got up to leave: "Then I will go back to work first, and I will visit you another day."
Lin Youyuan nodded, and the housekeeper put on the oxygen mask again.
When he walked out of the corridor, Jin Xia was carrying a lunch box in his hand, leading a few people over here.
"Master."
Several servants passed by him and bowed slightly.
Jin Xia paused, and nodded to him.
"Young Master Lin came to see the master again, he is really filial."
With a respectful smile on the corner of Lin Ge's lips, he stuffed the test tube in his sleeve into her palm.
"It should be. It's really hard for my aunt to cook and deliver meals for my uncle every day. If there is nothing else, I will go back to work first."
Jin Xia nodded, and the two left one after another.
When he reached the corner, Jin Xia told the servants: "Go down, the master likes to be clean, so I will send it in by myself."
"Yes." The servants left with lowered eyebrows.
Jin Xia opened the lunch box, stood in the blind corner of the surveillance camera, took out the blue test tube, gritted her teeth and pulled out the stopper cruelly, sprinkled the whole thing into the porridge, stirred it evenly with a spoon, took a deep breath, and pushed it away with a smile like a flower door to the ward.
"Master, I'm here to bring you food."
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Song Yuhang would squat near the Huange Nightclub after get off work every day.
When she finished smoking a pack of cigarettes, the person she was waiting for came out.
She stamped out the cigarette butt, got up to meet him, and bumped the man's shoulder.
"sorry Sorry… "
The man with fat head and big ears was drunk, pointed at her nose and cursed: "Hey... Be careful!"
Song Yuhang nodded, bowed his head and smiled apologetically, and when the man walked away, he touched the membership card in his pocket, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
She went back to the side of the road. Zheng Chengrui and the others were already waiting in the car.
She handed over the card: "How about it, can you copy it?"
Zheng Chengrui picked it up to look at the material, saw that there was a barcode on it, flicked it lightly, and turned on the computer.
"let me try."
While he was copying the contents of the magnetic card, Duan Cheng leaned on the back of the front seat.
"Captain Song, what are we doing in this kind of place, maybe it's also..."
Even though she is no longer working in the city bureau, Duan Cheng is still used to calling her that.
Before the words "have fun" blurted out, Fang Xin dragged him back.
"Think about it with your pig's brain, it must be for investigation."
Song Yuhang tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips and watched them fight with a bitter smile on his lips.
"That's right, but you don't need to ask about the details of the investigation, it's also for your own good."
Duan Cheng muttered: "You said that, and sister Lin also said that..."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Xin slapped him again and gave him a wink.
Song Yuhang closed his mouth and did not speak, and his smile disappeared.
While the group was in a state of embarrassment, Zheng Chengrui handed the original card back to her: "Song team, I have already copied this barcode, but it will take time to print it out. How about this? I will take it home and get it urgent tonight. It will be done tomorrow." Meet here and give it to you."
Song Yuhang thought for a while: "Success, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble, it should be." Zheng Chengrui closed the computer and was about to get out of the car and leave, but Duan Cheng was still watching the neon lights flashing outside the window.
"It's so lively..."
Huange Nightclub was full of people coming and going, it was really lively.
Song Yuhang looked at the cards in his hand, and then at them.
"It's all here, why don't you go in and have a look?"
Several people's eyes lit up, and they nodded in agreement.
The group of three came straight to the door, Fang Xin was waiting in the car. Zheng Chengrui put on his hat and pretended to be the fat man with big ears. Song Yuhang and Duan Cheng helped him staggered inside.
"Hello, please show me your membership card."
Song Yuhang handed over the card, and the other party swiped it on the machine, and the verification passed, but the waiter still gave them a suspicious look.
Zheng Chengrui's height and body shape are very similar to the man who just left, the only variable is his face.
The other party stepped forward, as if wanting to see his face clearly.
"Why is Mr. Li back?"
Duan Cheng shoved the person away: "What to look at, what to look at, can you control our boss if he wants to have fun?! Or say that repeat customers are not welcome, okay, let's go, boss—"
Song Yuhang also held up Zheng Chengrui's arm.
"Boss, let's go."
Another waiter in a black suit at the door saw that the situation was not good, and hurried over to stop him.
"Boss Li is a regular visitor of our place, there is no reason not to welcome him, please come inside."
"That's about the same."
Zheng Chengrui pretended to be drunk the whole time, and was supported by two people to walk in. Duan Cheng deliberately chose a dimly lit semi-enclosed booth and put him on the sofa.
Song Yuhang looked at the internal situation of Huange Nightclub and found something strange.
The floor is not high, there are only two floors in total, but there is only one spiral staircase in such a long corridor, no matter whether you go up or down, you have to pass there.
She looked up and found that she could have a panoramic view of the entire hall just by standing on the second floor.
The hall is covered with soft carpets, with a dance floor in the center, melodious music playing, and red men and women shuttling among them.
There was a bar not far from the door. When she passed by there, she glanced inside and found that the business license was still hanging on the wall.
Feng Jianguo said that Pei Jinhong is the proprietress of this entertainment club, and Pei herself is a broker between China and Myanmar, so who issued this business license
Song Yuhang had a big question mark in his heart.
As soon as I was seated, a waiter handed over the menu: "Hello, sir, what would you like to drink?"
When Duan Cheng saw the amount on the menu, his legs went weak in fright. The cheapest glass of lemonade cost 1,888.
Still, Song Yuhang kept his expression unchanged and his heart skipped a beat: "Not for now, our boss is drunk, let's have a glass of boiled water."
A look of surprise flashed in the waiter's eyes, but he followed the order.
Song Yuhang glanced at the singer's seat in the middle of the dance floor, and called him back.
"Who will sing later?"
The waiter said respectfully: "It will be Ms. Fangfang later. If you like it, sir, you can spend 28,000 yuan to choose your favorite song."
…
My mother, it's really ridiculously expensive.
Duan Cheng clicked his tongue secretly.
The corners of Song Yuhang's lips twitched: "... No need, then you... um, will that 'Aunt Hong' come out?"
The waiter gave her a rather strange look, and Song Yuhang said calmly: "Our boss came here especially, no matter how much money it costs, he always wants to see her."
The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head.
"Sorry sir, 'Auntie Hong' doesn't see any visitors."
It's quite mysterious. It seems that the general channel is unable to meet this person.
Song Yuhang nodded, and not long after the waiter left, the singing girl named "Fang Fang" came down from upstairs.
Song Yuhang stared at it for a while, put down the glass and stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom, you stay with Lao Zheng, be careful, if I haven't come back in fifteen minutes, you guys will leave."
Duan Cheng nodded and checked his watch with her, and Song Yuhang left alone.
The first floor is the dance floor and booths. There are scattered tables next to the bar. There are a lot of waiters, about three or five steps away. Everyone is dressed in suits and leather shoes. They are elegant, with headsets hanging around their ears, and walkie-talkies pinned to their waists.
Song Yuhang walked all the way, and everyone she met was warm and polite. This place looked magnificent, and all the normal business activities were carried out, but she didn't know why, but she always felt a bit of inexplicable weirdness Son.
Probably too normal.
She looked up, and the closed-circuit television in the corridor was flashing red, and the surveillance cameras were too dense, even at the bathroom door.
It can be seen from this that the boss behind the scenes must be a cautious and suspicious person.
While Song Yuhang was looking at the situation inside the Huange Nightclub, a room on the second floor made an ambiguous panting sound, and the two rolled on the bed.
Lin Yan supported the opponent's shoulders, her face was a little pale, and she bit her lip slightly: "Brother Wang, I still have injuries on my body..."
For the convenience of dressing change, she was wearing a nightgown these days, Wang Qiang untied the belt of the nightgown and leaned down.
"It's okay, I just need to be more careful, your weak appearance really makes me want to stop..."
He pretended to kiss him, and Lin buried his head in his neck in a shy manner, and said in a soft voice, "Brother Wang..."
But he pinched a small steel needle in his hand and gently inserted it into the back of his neck.
The medicine took effect quickly, Lin Yan kicked the person away, straightened up and put on the nightgown.
"Damn it, what the hell, I'm so disgusted."
As she said, she got out of bed and thought about what to do. Keeping Wang Qiang away will eventually arouse suspicion, so why not...
Lin Yan picked up the phone next to the bed and dialed it. After giving orders, he took out two injections from the bedside table, lifted Wang Qiang's sleeve, pointed at his veins and inserted them gently.
Seeing the blue liquid slowly pushed into his body, Lin Yan heaved a sigh of relief, clapped his hands and got up, pulled out the needle on his neck, and went to the bathroom to take a shower by himself.
Chen Fang, who was singing downstairs, hadn't finished a song, but was stopped by someone.
"The boss asked you to go up."
Chen Fang obviously hesitated. Although she liked Wang Qiang, she mostly avoided Pei Jinhong's face. It would be too blatant to be so blatant...
The waiter added in a low voice: "Aunt Hong is not here."
Chen Fang's eyes were full of eagerness, she put the microphone on and bowed to the audience, and then went upstairs with the waiter.
The room was large, at the level of an executive suite. Lin Yan was taking a shower at the other end. She couldn't hear the sound of the water outside, but she could clearly hear the movement inside.
At first, Chen Fang was willing to refuse and greet a few times: "Brother Wang, don't..."
In the end, there was only the voice of um, huh, you love me.
After about ten minutes, she hadn't finished her bath yet, so she stopped moving.
Fuck, it's too fucking fast, it's probably impotence.
Lin Yan rolled her eyes, took off the bathrobe from the wall and put it on, pushed the door open and entered.
Chen Fang got off him contentedly. Before she could put on her clothes, a gun was held against the back of her head.
Lin Yan leaned over slightly, her hair still stained with water.
"I only need to take a shower, so you can't wait?"
She glanced over casually, and saw that the man lying on the bed hadn't pulled up his trousers properly, and had fallen asleep due to the injection of drugs and excessive physical exertion.
Chen Fang didn't expect that she would appear suddenly. Didn't the person who brought her up just now say that she was not there
Her heart tightened, she trembled with fright, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Sister Hong, it's not...I didn't...you listen to my explanation, it's Brother Wang...he..."
Before she finished speaking, Lin Yan slapped her sharply.
"Fuck you, shameless? How did my old lady support you, and this is how you repay me?" She said, with a hint of viciousness in her eyes.
"It's also a disaster to keep the things of enmity, why not..."
Lin Yan slightly pulled the trigger, and Chen Fang rushed forward and hugged her leg, weeping.
"No, no, Sister Hong, Sister Hong, I was wrong! I was wrong! Fangfang knew I was wrong! Please let me go! Please, I will bring you tea and water, and I will treat you like a horse! Just don't kill me, even drive me away, I don't want anything, please..."
After all, Chen Fang is also a person of mixed feelings, knowing this matter, even if Wang Qiang wakes up and begs him, it is useless.
First of all, the friendship between the two is deep, and it can't compare to her kind of dewy marriage who became a monk halfway.
Secondly, Wang Qiang only cares about business matters, and Pei Jinhong is in charge of all affairs in the nightclub, so begging him, he might as well beg Sister Hong, maybe he can spare her life for the sake of the past.
Chen Fang made a lot of calculations, and cried until she had snot and tears. The pear blossoms were raining, and I felt sorry for them.
If it wasn't for Lin Yan being an undercover agent, she would have been moved.
Seeing that she kept silent, Chen Fang kowtowed and apologized, her head was soon on the ground and her skin was worn out, her body was crumbling.
Lin Yan walked to the mahogany sofa and sat down, put the gun on the table, reached out and lit a cigar, took a puff between two fingers, and slowly puffed out smoke rings, motioning for her to come over.
Chen Fang walked over on her knees.
Lin Yan pinned the cigarette butt on her bare shoulder.
Chen Fang wanted to scream, but she swallowed hard after seeing her cold eyes.
The hot cigarette butt made a "sizzling" sound when it came into contact with the skin, and a smell of scorched fur permeated the air.
Lin Yan watched with satisfaction as cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her face was pale, she bit her lip tightly, her whole body was trembling, and she insisted on not saying a word.
She didn't give up until the cigarette butt was completely extinguished.
Chen Fang lost all strength and fell to the ground with a big scar on her shoulder, dripping with blood.
Lin Yan leaned over and lit another cigar for her.
"Come on, try it, your brother Wang gave it to me."
Tears welled up in Chen Fang's eyes, she opened her jaw, holding the smoke in her mouth, she dared not speak.
Lin Yan brushed her fingers over her shoulder, and pinched it hard on the bloody spot.
Chen Fang couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears: "Sister Hong, Sister Hong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again..."
Lin Yan put the clothes together for her: "What's wrong? You're right, my sister likes you, just leave a mark for you."
"Come on, get up." Lin Yan said, helping him up himself.
Chen Fang was covered in clothes, trembling all over, and dared not look at her anymore.
Lin Yan patted her on the shoulder: "Go back and recuperate well. I won't tell others about today's matter. As for Brother Wang, you can explain to him yourself."
Chen Fang sobbed, knowing that compared to the last showgirl who ate inside out, Pei Jinhong had her nails pulled out, her tongue cut off, and she was injected with high-purity drugs, which were finally sold to Southeast Asia. She was just burned with a cigarette scar, which was already the best ending.
"Yes, Fangfang knows. Fangfang no longer dares to have unreasonable thoughts. From then on, she only listens to Sister Hong. I will do whatever Sister Hong asks me to do. Sister Hong is my real sister."
Lin Yan caressed her face with bright red nails, giggling.
"Hey, you also know that as long as my sister has said hello, so what if you leave Huan Ge, and no one wants you to live on the street. Follow your sister well, it will be to your advantage."
As she spoke, she glanced at Wang Qiang meaningfully.
Chen Fang didn't dare to look any more, bowed to her hastily, and stumbled away.
After the people left, Lin Yanfu sat down again, lighting a cigarette in a low mood.
"come in."
Liu Zhi pushed the door open and entered, with an unhappy expression on his face: "Why didn't my sister-in-law do her?"
Lin Yan smoked quietly, and the smog made that face more and more beautiful.
Liu Zhi always felt that she was a little different since she came back from northern Burma. Her voice was the same, and her personality and behavior were similar, but she didn't know if she had lost weight or something. Her face had become more refined and attractive. There is also a touch of intoxicating style.
Although he couldn't say where the change was, it was undoubtedly becoming more and more attractive and he couldn't leave his sight.
Liu Zhi's gaze was firmly glued to her finger holding the cigarette, the phalanx was slender and distinct, and her wrist was white and slender.
He swallowed, and heard Lin Yan say.
"After all, she is the woman your brother likes. If you become her, you will make him unhappy."
Liu Zhi glanced at the man sleeping like a dead pig on the bed, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes became more and more obvious.
Lin Yan extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, sighed leisurely, and leaned back on the sofa.
Liu Zhi walked over and held her shoulders.
Lin Yan sighed: "You are still caring."
Seeing that her arms were still wrapped in gauze, Liu Zhi acted a little lighter: "It should be, is sister-in-law feeling better?"
"It's much better, thanks to you." Lin Yan turned his head to look at him, his black hair was hanging softly on his shoulders, without any makeup, his face was even more beautiful.
"By the way, I saw today..." She didn't know the name of the man in camouflage that she saw in the cabin that day, so she blurred the concept.
"Someone went to see Brother Wang, and they seemed to be talking about something."
Liu Zhi gave a faint "hmm", feeling that he had nothing to hide from her, so he told the whole story.
"It is said that a batch of goods will be delivered to us in three days, and the big shots above will also come."
"Is that so..." Lin Yan thought about it, but he didn't know who this big man was
It seems that I have to make a report to the organization and go back.
"Come on, it's getting late, you should go back to rest earlier, my servant Wang also fell asleep."
Liu Zhixin backed down unwillingly, Lin Yan raised a charming smile on the corner of her lips, and winked at him.
And the instep gently rubbed against his trouser leg.
"The workmanship is good. If Brother Wang is not around in the future, you can often come to massage and relax my muscles and bones."
After all, Liu Zhi was a bit younger and more energetic, his blood was surging after being teased by her, his face flushed, and he couldn't speak well.
"Okay, okay, my sister-in-law said so, she must come here often."
Lin Yan waved for him to go, Liu Zhi gently closed the door for her, and the last thing she saw was her kneeling on the bed wiping Wang Qiang's sweat with a towel.
For the first time, he felt resentment towards his eldest brother, and it was still so strong.
Why, why, Wang Qiang still doesn't know how to cherish a woman as good as sister-in-law who treats him wholeheartedly
The young man clenched his fists, and a sternness flashed across his eyes.