The moment he recognized the cane, Shen Kong couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.
Except for the photo of him returning from the airport, he had never seen Han Li carrying it with him, whether during his contact with Han Li or through media interviews and candid photos.
…Did something happen
During this period of time, the market trend and public opinion situation did not fluctuate much. Han Li and the companies under the Han family also had no movement, and everything was calm. However, his temporary status this time was very marginal. In this situation, It is extremely difficult to truly understand the internal situation, which makes Shen Kong's position this time very passive.
It seems something must be done.
Shen Kong turned around and walked quickly towards Han Li who was standing under the pillars. The long cloak that he had not yet changed was flying with his steps, like rolling clouds blown up by the strong wind.
As the distance between the two shortened, Han Li's face hidden in the shadows gradually became clear.
His face was calm, his eyes were dark, and he held a lit cigarette between his slender fingertips, staring intently at Shen Kong, who was walking towards him.
Shen Kong had a surprised smile on his face:
"...Mr. Han? Why did you come to the set suddenly? Are you here to see Director Pei?"
Han Li did not correct Shen Kong's title, but slowly took a step forward. Under the bright light, a chiseled face was revealed, looking more and more handsome and attractive. There was a gloomy anger in the deep pupils. But the slight smile on his lips diluted the danger, and instead added some mysterious attraction:
"I'm here to find you."
The young man in front of him has bright eyes and a slight curve on his thin lips:
"Find me?"
Han Li lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his dark eyes, and Shen Kong's face reflected in his focused pupils, which seemed to be half-true and half-falsely affectionate:
"Of course I'm here to get paid."
—There is drama.
Shen Kong perked up. Although he didn't know why Han Li suddenly changed his attitude, things were now developing in a direction that was beneficial to him, so he must seize the opportunity this time, and as long as the mechanical sound didn't sound, It means that Han Li's suspicion has not been completely confirmed, which means that things can still turn around. As long as he ensures that the character does not collapse in the basic context and does not allow the other party to find any substantive evidence, he can even make some inconclusive decisions. Let the place show itself...
After all, although Shen Kong didn't know how to please his financial sponsor as a kept little star.
But when it comes to flirting, he has quite a lot of experience.
Shen Kong leaned slightly towards Han Li, quickly closing the distance between the two people to the point of intimacy. He raised his hand and gently patted the cigarette ash falling on Han Li's sleeve, his warm fingertips lingering. Glancing across the back of his cold hand, the clear voice contained a grainy hoarseness and a subtle hint:
"Then... I wonder what kind of reward Mr. Han likes?"
The young man's graceful cheekbones were covered with a thin layer of skin, which was slightly flushed under the light. A pair of amber eyes looked directly at him without hesitation. His makeup was still on, and his eyes were narrow and smooth. Her eyeliner was raised upwards, with an ambiguous smile on her lips. Her eyes were as hot and bright as magma, with a sense of casual provocation.
There was nothing enchanting or charming about it, but Han Li couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
He calmly leaned back slightly, as if this could avoid the ambiguous and sticky breath flowing in the air.
Han Li moved his eyes away from Shen Kong's face, his voice still calm:
"When will your part end?"
Shen Kong lowered his head and flipped through the script he had just received, a little surprised: "The first part of the scene is almost over today, and then wait until I appear..."
He turned the pages backwards, skimming through the contents, and finally stopped after more than a dozen pages:
"… It's going to be next week."
It seems that I can finally have a little vacation.
Han Li nodded: "Okay, you go change clothes, I will pick you up at the door later."
Shen Kong frowned in confusion and said with some hesitation: "Although I won't have a role until next week, but... Director Pei has arranged a lot of courses for me in the next schedule... Do you think...?"
Han Li obviously understood the hint in Shen Kong's words without any hindrance. He gently rubbed the tip of the staff in his hand:
"I'll go tell him."
—The purpose of leaving the crew was achieved.
Shen Kong distanced himself from Han Li and showed a cute smile: "Okay, then I'll go change my clothes. I'll be back soon."
He turned around and walked quickly towards the assistant who was waiting not far away. The wide hem and sleeves of his robe fluttered with his steps, like a bird flapping its wings.
Han Li stared intently at his retreating back, then lowered his head to look at the cigarette that was gradually burning out between his fingertips. A scarlet light spot flickered on and off.
The second before it burned to his fingertips, Han Li pressed it out on the wall beside him, leaving only some gray-white burning embers falling from the short cigarette butt.
Han Li's words still carry a lot of weight.
Before Shen Kong changed his clothes and came out of the locker room, a message from his manager was sent to him telling him that his classes for the next week were canceled and that he should have a good rest.
Before Shen Kong could put his phone back into his pocket, it suddenly began to buzz and vibrate. He paused and looked down, his eyes fixed on the unknown call displayed on the screen.
His eyes darkened slightly and he answered the phone.
As expected, Brother Tang's familiar voice came from the other side of the phone.
From the day Shen Kong came down from the Yunwu Mountains, Han Zizuo's people never contacted him again. This was the only call he received in several months.
Brother Tang's instructions this time were also very simple. They needed specific information about a plan that Han Li's company was about to run. Since other channels and resources could not access such very high-level information, they had to rely on Meng Mingxuan. He was placed as a chess piece in Han Li's private life and was even quite favored.
After Shen Kong tentatively refused on the grounds that he had not yet gained Han Li's trust, the other party's tone suddenly dropped:
"Don't forget who your current resources and status come from. The reason why you have the living conditions you have now is because you are still useful to us - so you have to prove to us that you have such value, understand? Know who can be offended and who cannot be offended."
After saying these almost threatening words, Brother Tang's tone softened again:
"Xiao Meng, don't be fooled by Mr. Han's face and favor. After all, what he likes is your face that is similar to his sweetheart. You must understand your status and position, do you understand? And Do you really think that Han Li is who he appears to be? Once the news that you are on our side is leaked, do you really think that the ruthless CEO Han will let you go? "
After saying these meaningful words, the other party hung up the phone.
A few minutes later, Shen Kong's phone buzzed twice, and several messages from anonymous contacts were sent. After clicking on it, there were several news items inside, all of which were about Han Li's competitors due to accidents. As for the news of the tragic death, behind the coded news pictures, the cold numbers and words all imply the same message—
Among all these "accidents", only Han Li's company was the only beneficiary.
The various methods inside are all cruel and ruthless.
Shen Kong narrowed his eyes slightly, his light-colored eyes glowing with an inorganic shimmer under the light. His mind subconsciously recalled the cane Han Li was carrying today.
If his eyesight had not deteriorated over such a long time, in the airport pictures taken that time, there was no weapon hidden in the cane, but the one Han Li carried this time had a very obvious hidden weapon. equipment.
To protect yourself
There is obviously some internal connection between the cane and the fingertips of the series of events in the news, and it is very likely that it is also subtly connected with the document that Brother Tang sent him to steal. No matter what the reason is, the current situation Under the calm surface, there are undercurrents swirling and rushing, rolling up the undercurrents and countercurrents in the depths. During this period of time when he was trapped in the crew, something must have taken a turn for the worse, pulling the world like gravity. The line is closer to the original plot.
Shen Kong remembered this situation.
In that starless and moonless night, the bullet that should not have appeared penetrated the iron sheet of the car door and shot into Han Li's knee.
Shen Kong lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes hiding the complicated expression in his eyes.
He stuffed his phone into his pocket, bent down to tie his shoelaces, then picked up his backpack and walked out.
Even Shen Kong himself didn't realize it. After receiving those few pieces of news, he had no doubt that Han Li might really be the mastermind behind the scenes.
Perhaps it was out of years of experience, perhaps out of keen intuition, or perhaps he still subconsciously felt that Han Li was still the one sitting on the stairs outside the door waiting for him to come home, pressing his hot forehead against his neck. The boy in the nest.
Han Li drove here in person this time.
Shen Kong sat in the passenger seat and closed the door. The interior of the car quickly fell into an almost abnormal silence.
Han Li's glance caught his slightly furrowed brows and asked, "What's wrong?"
His voice was mellow and low, which seemed particularly magnetic in the silent car.
Shen Kong shook his head, his face already skillfully wearing Meng Mingxuan's cute and harmless expression: "It's nothing, I just feel... You seem to like this kind of tightly closed car?"
Han Li withdrew his gaze, and gently pressed a button with his slender fingers, and the sunroof on the roof of the car slowly opened.
The wind outside the car carried a slight sound and poured in.
He randomly started the car, and with the sound of the engine starting, he said:
"It's just a habit I developed when I was young."
—Is it because of a lack of security
Before Shen Kong had time to think about it, he felt that his cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated several times in succession, as if someone was sending him messages continuously.
He frowned and took out his cell phone.
The latest message sent was displayed on the screen, from the broker:
See trending searches.
Shen Kong was a little curious, so he clicked on Weibo and saw a hot search at the front:
# Wilderness Seven Days Challenge is officially launched tonight#