After the u8 novel finally calmed down, Ruan Xiangyuan calmly thought and analyzed the twists and turns of the future road. After thinking and analyzing, he came to the conclusion that—
Well, let's not talk about the conclusion.
In short, he was so restless that night that he didn't sleep all night.
Ruan Xiangyuan finally found out that after living in that fabled prison as a son of a bitch for more than half a year, the only golden finger he got so far seems to be that he knows better than anyone how the food in the Absolute Wing Pavilion is (…) , others, all, I don’t know.
for example:
Q1: Who are the high-level people in the four buildings
a: Uncle Sparte, dk, Budis, Hawkeye and I don’t know.
q2: What is the preference of the four kings for talents
a: Sui likes quiet ones, mt likes beautiful ones, Baitang likes smart ones, Rachel... doesn't like humans, skip it.
q3: How to use the initial three-month protection period for newcomers to quickly find a backer
a: Go for plastic surgery? It seems too late. Other than that, don't know.
q4: How to please the high-level and borrow the superior position
a: don't know
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q5: Even if you plan to stay on the first floor forever, how do you live
a: Be a low-key person, do things in a low-key way... probably.
q6: If it doesn't work, please come to me automatically
a: Lie flat and let her be teased, just leave her breath.
q7: The last question, what is the food in the Jueji Pavilion
a: French food and Japanese food are the most authentic, Chinese food is slightly inferior, and others are not interested; the uncle of the veal steak cafeteria is best at seven matures; black pepper sauce is the best ingredient, and the rest are ready-made factory products. The black pepper juice is prepared by the uncle himself; you can’t go for breakfast too early, because you may eat the leftovers from last night, and you can’t go too late, because you will still eat the leftovers, go half an hour after breakfast Just right, according to the uncle’s work and rest time in the cafeteria, the freshly baked bread he got up and a series of them just came out of the oven at this time; drinks like fruit juice, soy milk, and coffee are not freshly ground, except for those that are regularly supplied to the king. What I order is instant coffee to fool ordinary people; fruits include apples, pears, cherries, peaches, and bananas, which are specially served on weekends, usually watermelons or strawberries grown in greenhouses, mangoes have never been seen before, and neither are lychees. Yes; there will be sweet soup for dinner on Friday and Wednesday. If you want more white fungus, you need to use the cute rolling skill on the cafeteria uncle. Colleagues" debuff.
“………………………”
Ah, this is what I did!
After completing the self-assessment, Ruan Xiangyuan lay flat on the soft bed, with his hands crossed gently on his lower abdomen, staring at the clean and pale ceiling of the hospital, unable to speak for a long time.
If it weren't for the inconvenience he described at this moment, he would have probably bumped his head against the wall to death without hesitation-the most painful thing in the world is this, God gave me a chance to open the golden finger, but I Use every minute and every second that should have been collecting information, eating, drinking and sleeping carelessly.
Now Comrade Ruan Xiangyuan has to admit that he has indeed done a good job.
But before he died, he felt that he should be able to rescue him again symbolically.
So based on this only little understanding of the Jueyin Museum, in the following days, Ruan Xiangyuan opened his eyes every day on the basis of the principle of being a full-fledged ghost and grasping the last little golden finger to kill him. Started frantically filling his mouth with food that is hard to find in the shabby place like Jueji Pavilion, until he pushed himself from mango life to mango life black...
At the same time, he never gave up on himself because of the blow in front of him.
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After wasting three minutes under the quilt to examine himself correctly, he resolutely gave up the cute and cute boy route and the iceberg stunning boy route—judging from the harem of mt's group of people with all kinds of tastes, he who was originally pretty good just needs to go After comparing it in the Absolute Wing Pavilion, at least in terms of appearance, capital and all aspects, he is definitely the life of a passerby, and it can't be broken.
After determining the grassroots route, Ruan Xiangyuan never stopped reading various books on his hands without delaying all kinds of food—from the most basic emergency treatment of trauma to human acupuncture points to martial arts to Sanda. When writing the popular science book "Women's Self-Defense", facing his son's madness that made his eyes turn green when he plunged into this kind of garbage book, he emphasized to his son countless times in the past few days, "I heard that the prison order Very well, you don't need to do this," Ruan Xiangning, Ruan's father, finally gave up the treatment.
He would even occasionally point out the crazy boy squatting and flipping through the book. For example, it is not the Fengchi point that makes people fall into a faint state quickly but——
"Here, is there a sunken place on the back of the neck? Yes, it's here, the Yamen point." Father Ruan gave a live demonstration with a deadpan face, as calm as he had done countless times in university lectures. Like a speech, "But you can't use force, otherwise you will die, and you can't afford it."
Ruan Xiangyuan nodded vigorously without raising his head, drew an arrow on the neck of the human figure in front of him, wrote "Nirvana" solemnly with a red pen, and then darkened and bolded the underline. ()
Ruan Xiangning's forehead twitched, and he acted rationally as if he hadn't seen anything.
At this time, there are still twelve hours left before someone from Jue Wing Hall will come to pick Ruan Xiangyuan into prison, which means that at dawn tomorrow, the boy sitting in the bed frowning and biting his pen at this moment will step up to him for twenty-five years. On the long prison road, as a father, Ruan Xiangning found that he could do nothing, he could only quietly postpone all meetings, and then find various blunt reasons to come to this special care unit at the deepest part of the corridor sit here for a while.
"Don't worry, Dad, I'll write to you after I go in." Just when Ruan's father didn't know how to proceed with the topic, Ruan Xiangyuan, who was buried in his studies, unexpectedly seemed to have eyes on his head, and suddenly disappeared. He said without thinking, "Although the letter can't say in detail how I lived there, it's not that there is no news at all.
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"..." Staring at the top of his son's head, Ruan Xiangning held back for a long time and didn't know what to say. Finally, he stretched out his big hand and rubbed the hairy head, "What do you know?"
Ruan Xiangyuan raised his head, his father's black eyes were so bright even in the dark, he looked at his father and said almost word for word: "The reason why this hospital exists is because you have wanted to have it since you were a child." It is completely your own medical environment, and you will never allow those bad things from the outside world to get involved. Now you gave up a part of the equity in order to send me to the Absolute Wing Pavilion just to raise money for me to enter the hospital... I think so, uh... Anyway, he is going to jail, where is he going?"
Ruan Xiangyuan stopped talking halfway, and lowered his head again, the pen in his hand drew back and forth on the paper in front of him for taking notes. Finally, the tip of the pen paused, and he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I don't want to see... because of me, someone There is a chance to tell you what to do."
Father Ruan was silent for a moment, then sneered: "I don't see that your love affair with your father is serious."
Ruan Xiangyuan frowned: "I'm not joking."
"I'm not joking either."
Restraining the teasing at the corners of his lips, Ruan Xiangning stood up after dropping such a sentence lightly, and ended the seemingly endless conversation between father and son without authorization.
Standing by the bed, the middle-aged man suddenly felt that the temperature of the central air conditioner was turned on a little too low. Holding the bright red fountain pen tightly, the stark contrast made him feel a little dazzling.
So the middle-aged man turned his head away, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and left the intensive care unit without looking back.
It was already late at night, and five minutes later it would have passed the visiting time of the hospital's family members. The incandescent lights in the corridor were extinguished, leaving only the floor lamps that appeared every two meters on both sides of the feet, so the entire corridor of the hospital was covered with lights. Falling into a state of dim yellow and darkness, the head cannot be seen at a glance, as if the camera in this corridor is a black hole that will completely swallow people—
Ruan Xiangning closed the door, without any unnecessary expression on his face, turned his head to the woman who was squatting silently crying in the corner by the door, thinking that if the patient who wakes up at night sees this, she must scare her to urinate on the spot. He stretched out his hand and pulled her up, frowned and said, "Why are you crying?"
"The main content of your regular meeting on Monday is to discuss the issue of employee benefits this year, which has something to do with the sale of equity
. Ruan's mother wiped her wet face, "My old lady prepared the folder for you, you liar." "
The lie was exposed, but Ruan Xiangning remained silent.
At this moment, the hand in his pocket finally stopped trembling uncontrollably, his face became calm, and he took it out. He looked at his own reflection in the viewing window on the door of the ward, and almost unconsciously touched it with the back of his hand. Rubbing on the cold ward door for a while, he slowly said: "You are right, there is indeed no sale of equity."
Mother Ruan gasped for breath.
"The money was transferred through a foreign law firm. I went to check. It was a private law firm that was just established this year. Then I wanted to find a friend to continue to look up who belonged to them. At that time," Ruan Xiangning frowned, "that firm disappeared out of thin air, and the result of following the clues was that there was no such person found in the relevant registration system."
"Do you dare to use this kind of money?"
"Can you manage that much?" The middle-aged man put down his hands and sneered, "To tell you the truth, even if we sell the entire hospital, we still can't afford to go to the Absolute Wing Museum—and I have nowhere to go, that place is Usually rich people can go in? Look at those friends of Xiaoyuan before, are they powerful enough? Let’s not talk about our family today. Even if Chen Lei committed a crime, Chen Ziyang would not dare to guarantee that his son would be sent in. to that prison."
"Then why do you..."
"I received an invitation letter from the curator of the Absolute Wing Pavilion the very afternoon that the money arrived," Ruan's father sighed, stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, finally revealing a trace of difficulty on his perennially expressionless face. Feeling exhausted, "I don't know who the person who gave us a huge amount of money wanted to do, why he spent a huge amount of money to bring Xiaoyuan into the Jueyin Pavilion, but today I can't control so much, I I only know that there is no prison in the whole world that is better than the Absolute Wing Hall, so let’s take every step count.”
After speaking, the man made a gesture to signal the end of the topic.
Mother Ruan glanced at him worriedly, and finally tiptoed open the door of the ward behind them. In the room, under the thick white quilt, the teenager who had been in a tense mood for the past few days finally relaxed completely when he stepped on the guillotine. At this moment, she was sleeping on all fours with the quilt in her arms.
Those messy and scary instruments from a week ago had all been evacuated from the ward a few days ago. The room was quiet at this moment. Mother Ruan stepped lightly, carefully pulling the quilt for her son who was shouting loudly. He lowered his head and looked at it seriously for a while, then turned and left the ward
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She didn't say anything, Ruan Xiangning didn't say anything, so Ruan Xiangyuan would never think in his life that the fact that he entered the Absolute Wing Pavilion was actually just a joke from a certain man.
It is too simple for the Reins family to let a law firm appear out of nowhere and disappear without a trace a day later-this is the realistic version of "let the Wang family go bankrupt tomorrow when the weather is cold".
There was no dream all night, and at dawn the next day, Ruan Xiangyuan was notified just after taking a shower that the guide sent by the Absolute Wing Pavilion was already waiting at the entrance of the hospital.
Shaoze came so early
This was Ruan Xiangyuan's first reaction.
That’s right, in fact, probably the young man who forgot to bring his IQ with him when he woke up in the morning never thought about what he would do if he was assigned to a building other than No. While shampooing, he was still dazedly thinking about how he would be shrouded in presence in front of his stupid master in the future.
So, when he hurriedly put on his shirt and jeans, and rushed out of the ward, shaking his hair that was still dripping and soaking his collar, he immediately saw the person standing at the end of the corridor with his back turned to him—
That person was wearing the dark gray uniform that Ruan Xiangyuan was familiar with, similar to a German uniform. He was slender, and the sunlight cast his shadow very long. When Ruan Xiangyuan walked into him, That person was lazily leaning against the door, looking up at the scorching sun in country c's midsummer.
"If you stare at the sun, you might go blind."
Ruan Xiangyuan approached that person to lightly remind him.
Then he heard the man chuckle and turn around.
With his back to the sun, he raised his hand to press the brim of the gray-black police hat as if it were a habitual action. The sun shone directly from behind him, as if shrouding him in a halo, until he stretched out towards Ruan Xiangyuan A hand with a clean white glove slowly said in a lazy tone—
"Nice meeting, hello. I'm Reyce, the prison guard in Building No. 3 of Jue Chi Museum. Is it Ruan Xiangyuan? Welcome to Building No. 3, and I wish you a long life."
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