What is it like to spend the New Year in an underground cage?
If you ask Guan Dajun, who has personally experienced it, he will tell you that he has no experience.
Because he no longer has the concept of time, he is located in the suburbs, there are no people nearby, and the sound isolation effect of the basement is very good. He is groggy every day, and he has not heard the setting off of firecrackers and fireworks. He has been locked up for several months and is numb. It’s over, and there’s no idea whether it’s the New Year or not, so there’s no special emotional release.
There were three meals a day, and from time to time, Guan Dajun would skip one or two meals. He was so confused that he didn't feel hungry.
From the initial fuss, to the silence after slowly calming down, sleeping every day, and now looking very interested in holding a book, I have also changed several decks of playing cards, setting up a 'Dragon Gate Formation' every day, with many A poker unlocking mode to solve your doubts.
After being anxious for a while, he got used to it and stopped making noises. The fact that he could still see people every day prevented him from completely exploding with anxiety. When the people delivering food or changing toilets came, he would take the initiative to chat with them, no matter what. He will chat whether the other party responds or not. If the other party responds with a yes, he will be very happy.
"Brother, can you get me a semiconductor? I'll listen to the radio."
People's adaptability is very strong. Guan Dajun himself didn't know when he stopped being anxious. He started looking forward to getting rich overnight, and started missing the carefree life of five thousand yuan a month. Looking at life now, the environment is filled with some bad smells of living for a long time.
Responsibility, resentment, anger, and rage gradually disappeared, leaving only acceptance and passive adaptation.
He thought he might be imprisoned here forever.
I also thought that if I go out one day, the relevant people will definitely receive the most severe punishment.
I even thought that as long as I persisted, I would definitely win.
As time went by, I thought that I had given in and I didn’t plan to continue. I wanted to go back to the past and stop pursuing unrealistic things.
In the end, I didn't think about anything anymore, I could only accept it, live at a loss, and have no direction, and I didn't let myself stop completely.
He touched his stomach and found that he was not hungry, but he knew that dinner would be coming soon.
The body's biological clock is very accurate. After a while, the sound of the door ringing outside was heard.
This place is a prison for him. He can see all around, but only what he can see.
No food?
Um?
Two familiar people came over and opened the lock of the cage. They turned around and left without even looking at him.
"Um?"
Guan Dajun was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes suddenly, and seemed to see something unbelievable. The door outside was not closed, and he could see the lights outside and hear the sounds outside.
what happened?
The long period of imprisonment left his mind and body in a state of sluggishness. He didn't react for a long time, and he didn't even move.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, or however long it takes, Guan Dajun tries to stand up.
He was provided with enough water, but he was not a clean person. In the past few months, he only rinsed it briefly.
The clothes provided, even though they were the most ordinary street stall goods, were enough to ensure that he would not smell bad all over his body.
Bedding is provided, and every once in a while, someone will pick up new bedding, but the old ones will not be taken out, and will be thrown into the dungeon.
He swallowed his saliva, his chapped lips were under special circumstances, and he couldn't think of replenishing water. He tried to walk to the door of the prison, stroked the railing, and stopped at the door for a long time. Hesitating again and again, he looked at the door outside for a long time before taking a step forward. After walking out of the cage, from this moment on, he moved faster and walked along the upward stone stairs to the outer door.
Go out, walk along the passage, and then see a huge warehouse. There are many people inside, playing with sandbags, beating iron, and boxing in the ring. The sweat covering the muscles is equivalent to a deterrent force, which makes the thin and dry Guan Dajun hurry up. I shrank back again. If I go out now, won't those people get rid of me? Little did he know that this was the training gym prepared by Yao Xuejun, who wanted to take root in a certain field, for his men.
When Wei Tao received the news, he couldn't help but laugh. He edited a short message and sent it to Guan Jinyue.
"He didn't dare to come out. He actually stayed inside for another night. There was no one around in the middle of the night, so he didn't dare to come out. He didn't go out until this early in the morning."
No matter how busy she is, no matter what important things she has to do, Guan Jinyue never leaves her mobile phone. The first priority is not business or work. It is the phone calls, text messages, emails and the WeChat that she has just started to use in a special group. These all belong to the same person. .
If a special alert sounds, even if it is a high-level meeting of the company, she will not hesitate to take out her mobile phone to watch; even if it is an important foreign business meeting, she will find a way to find time to watch it as quickly as possible. Reply, if it's a phone call, don't worry about anything and answer it as soon as possible.
As for sleeping?
She had long been accustomed to not letting herself fall into deep sleep. The message tone on the phone was enough to wake her up from her sleep. Because of this, Wei Tao never contacted her between one in the morning and six in the morning, nor did he What a big deal, it was obviously more important for her to get a good sleep.
Soon, a reply came from Guan Jinyue: "That's the kind of person he is. He bullies the weak and fears the strong. It's time to move on to the next step. After this time, he should be honest."
Guan Dajun walked out of the abandoned factory. Before he could look around, a van drifted on the dirt road and stopped next to him.
A completely unfamiliar person got out of the car. Before he could react, he felt that the other person raised his hand, and the palm of his hand cut into his neck, and he fainted.
Li Fengshou's appearance can make him ever-changing. How could Guan Dajun recognize him? He wouldn't even feel a sense of familiarity. If it wasn't such a meeting, it would be the next seven days, day and night, and he still wouldn't be familiar with Li Fengshou. I have a detailed understanding of his appearance. Even if I meet him in another image in the future, I will not feel familiar at all.
The two spent seven days together. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Guan Dajun, wearing decent clothes, appeared in the bungalow area.
Wearing a black mink velvet coat, wearing a big gold knob on his hand, holding the latest iPhone, his face glowing red, everyone who saw him said he was fat.
In the underground, he eats and sleeps every day, and eats when he wakes up. For several months, he has had enough food. After the initial mood change, can he not gain weight by eating stupidly and sleeping too much?
The cotton leather shoes were polished and the trousers were straight. He got out of the taxi with a handbag under his arm and walked towards the rental house in three or two steps.
It was said to be a rental house, but in fact Guan Jinyue had already bought it, and it was just listed under someone else's name.
"Hey, Dajun, I didn't expect to see you again. I thought you would never meet again after you became rich. How about it? What is it like to have a billionaire's daughter?"
At the entrance of the canteen, someone immediately stopped him and greeted him warmly. Guan Dajun also took out the Huazi from his bag with a smile on his face and gave it to someone he knew. He chuckled and said, "It's good, it's good." What exactly is good? The Dharma is not spoken.
It was puzzling that he came back to live here again. Immediately, someone secretly spread gossip, saying that he still had not been recognized by his daughter and was still alone. Otherwise, why would the girl come back to live here if she was so rich? She must have been rushed back. Yes, he was just pretending the day he came back. His daughter definitely didn't give him any money, so why should she give him 10, 20 or 100 million? Just dream.
Guan Dajun didn't explain. Anyway, he had a happy day, eating, drinking and playing. He was once a good friend, and if he could still maintain the relationship of fair-weather friends, he wouldn't refuse. Treating guests to dinner still didn't matter as before, and he played mahjong. It's still a one dollar game, but in terms of consumption, I am more generous than before, not to others, but to myself.
I also started smoking thin-stem cigarettes, and two packs a day cost more than 30 yuan.
In the chess and card room, there are small drinks and boxed instant noodles with ham sausage for your own meal. It is obvious that I will spend as much money as I have.
After playing mahjong, no matter whether he won or lost, as long as someone came over to chat and chat, chat and drink, he would nod in agreement, and then go to a nearby market to sell some pig head meat and buy some wine, without fear of others taking advantage.
Wei Tao drove the modified Wrangler to the bungalow area. Although the riding experience was not good, driving it occasionally, with its excellent visibility and off-road capabilities, had little impact on the bumps on the dirt road, so it was relatively comfortable to drive.
He was very curious about what Li Fengshou did to Guan Dajun to make him change so much and make him not have the slightest idea of making trouble again. How did he do it? The key was only seven days. Guan Dajun could still come back happily. It's like a different person.
Curiosity, let him come and take a look, the joy of life lies in this, the very basic curiosity is also the existence that fills life with some flavor.
Wei Tao opened the door of the canteen, and was hit by the pungent smell of smoke. When he first came in, his vision was a little blocked. It felt like the smoke was filling the place, and he couldn't see clearly on the other side.
"Hey, Mr. Wei. Mazi, play for me." Guan Dajun happened to be sitting facing the door. When someone came in, he glanced subconsciously. He couldn't see clearly from the outside, but from the inside, it was Clear as day.
He quickly stood up and stopped playing mahjong. He won more than 100 yuan in poker chips in this pot, and no one had blown the pot yet, so there was no settlement. At this time, he was willing to let someone else take over. If something happened and he didn't come back for a while, the pot would be settled and he would get more than a hundred yuan in vain.
When Guan Dajun came back this time, outsiders thought he knew how to enjoy himself. Before he came out every day, he would definitely burn the fire in the stove and put down enough coal so that the house would not be too cold until the middle of the night.
It was only two o'clock in the afternoon and the room was still very hot. After Wei Tao came in, he sat on the edge of the kang without any objection and looked at Guan Dajun who had moved a chair and sat opposite him.
After entering the house, there was a slight change in him. It was fear, fear, and an uneasiness that made him want to run away anytime and anywhere.
Later, Han Tiesheng and Lu Jiang came in, and what they heard was Guan Dajun's sworn promise: "Mr. Wei, I promise not to make trouble again. If you do it again, you will have me destroyed."
Lu Jiang patted him on the shoulder, which frightened him so much that he almost collapsed on the ground. He subconsciously shrank his body and tried to hide in a corner.
"Why, Lao Guan, have you never thought about the sky high and the sea outside? What's so scary about Mr. Wei outside? He is a billionaire. Aren't you planning to go to the TV column to litigate your daughter? Don't you plan to sue her all at once? Can you meet your own pension expenses? How much is it, 100 million or 50 million?"
Guan Dajun waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, really not." Turning to Wei Tao, he said seriously: "Mr. Wei, no matter how much money I have, I have to spend my life to spend it. It's not worth it. It's still such a small thing." The day suits me.”
Wei Tao felt that if he could deceive him, then Oscar would owe him a Best Actor trophy. He raised his hand and Lu Jiang took out a stack of money, ten thousand in a bundle, from his bag and handed it to Wei Tao.
"Starting from this month, the monthly living expenses will increase to 10,000."
Guan Dajun licked his lips, with blue light in his eyes. He wanted to move but didn't dare to move. He smiled with a smile on his face: "No, no, I'm fine just the way I am."
Wei Tao stood up and was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. Such a person is hateful, but not so hateful that he wants to cast aside him. In his own words, even if I am not a qualified father, at least I am not a scumbag. Father.
No matter how early Guan Jinyue started cooking and tidying up the house, at least she had a home. There was air leakage from all sides and there was no warmth in the home. It was also a home. There would be one person who would prepare some food and clothing for the family. She could go back to work and still be full. , and can also dress warmly. When he sold the house and left without saying goodbye, he had not given Guan Jinyue family living expenses for several years, knowing that she had the ability to support herself.
Guan Jinyue no longer hates her in her heart, and will not forgive her. Blood ties cannot be changed. A small amount of money can give her peace of mind.
Spring is about to begin, and in half a year, before winter begins, Guan Dajun will be honest. The nearby resettlement building will give him a two-bedroom apartment facing the sun on both sides, with simple decoration. These are really the fingers of Wei Tao and Guan Jinyue. A little bit of flow out.
Seeing Wei Tao and the others leaving, Guan Dajun hurried back to the house and took the 10,000 yuan in his hand. Knowing that there was no chance of losing money, he still counted it out of habit.
Ten or twenty million, that was too far away, it was just something he thought about in a dream, but there was still that expressionless man in the dream. The effect of those seven days was even better than that of a few months. It wouldn't give him nightmares, but it was real. He didn't dare to have any evil thoughts anymore. He knew very well that if he made another move, he would really experience the upgraded version again.
Ma De, that turtle grandson can actually give a sheep a few hundred cuts, and the sheep will not die. He will roast the mutton and serve the mutton slices in hot pot. No matter how stupid Guan Dajun is, he knows that the other party has the ability to let him feel what it means to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. Lingchi.
Others, uh, don't think about it, it won't be a nightmare, the other party's control is very good, as long as there is no evil intention, he will not think that the upgraded version will be used on him, he will not resist, in his mind Chuuya will not think about those nightmare-like pasts.
"Ten thousand a month, and I go to the city to take a bath every three to five days. If there's a pretty girl, I can be regarded as a groom every night."
Smash it, slap it, Guan Dajun is so beautiful, with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, looking at the 10,000 yuan on the kang table, the corners of his mouth raised, how can he spend 10,000 yuan a month? He can't spend it all. .
[Well, I’ll go tonight. I don’t know if the number 28 in the black dress is still there. 】
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Li Fengshou was so terrifying, Han Tiesheng was thinking that if he faced him and protected Mr. Wei, he would have some chance of winning.
He thought Wei would find a chance to test and question him. Didn't he not understand the boss? The richer the person, the more afraid of death? Every time Mr. Wei goes out, he has several bodyguards, covertly and covertly. If a person like him realizes that Li Fengshou is so powerful, will he remain indifferent?
Really indifferent.
Han Tiesheng ignored one thing. It has been a long time since he worked as a sparring partner for his boss. The boss would still train with high intensity, but he did not work as hard to learn fighting skills as when he first came here. He no longer seemed to want to He needs to keep working hard. It is too difficult to improve that kind of skill. That is to say, he has the training and guidance of actual combat masters. If it were someone else, it would be equivalent to giving up now.
equal?
Han Tiesheng is grateful to Wei Tao and has the courage and thought that I am willing to take a bullet for him. His whole family lives in Songjiang. His daughter has entered school after the operation. Life seems to have returned to a rhythm that allows him to have no worries. He is very satisfied. , also very happy.
He also knows that the presence of his family means that the trust on his side will be higher, and the boss will not be so suspicious.
What about Li Fengshou?
Being alone, this kind of person is the most dangerous. Otherwise, why would He Shengli, an old squad leader, stare at him every day?
From what Han Tiesheng knew about Mr. Wei, he was not the kind of person without perseverance, so why would the thought 'equal to giving up' pop up in his mind.
If you question giving up, you will have to blame yourself for not giving up. If you don’t give up, you won’t practice. Why?
Han Tiesheng couldn't guess. He found several answers too unbelievable. In the end, he could only give up and continue to struggle with this issue. No matter who Li Fengshou was, if he dared to have evil thoughts towards Mr. Wei in the future, even if he tried hard like me Even if he has his life, he must be "cut off the horse" directly.
Wei Tao received Lao Guo and Yu Qian. The former came for his career and the latter came for fun. He knew that Wei Tao had a sweat-producing horse and a high-tech stable that invested tens of millions to ensure that the horses could survive the cold winter in the Northeast with Wei Tao. Tao's drinking is also a joke. Anyway, his life is to be able to take care of his family after work, and the rest of the time is spent playing to satisfy his own fun-loving attitude towards life.
Let Lao Guo go sit in the new script research group first. He is meticulous about his work, so let him start with his work first.
Wei Tao took Yu Qian to play first. People who raise horses and love them gathered together. I will definitely appreciate your collection carefully and look at the horse. It hasn’t been ridden yet. The whole afternoon has passed. How many days have passed? A trained horse, under the snowy night, under the effective lights of the racecourse, Yu Qian drank two taels of white wine to warm up, and then went out for a night ride, riding the horse and whipping his whip to enjoy Wei Tao's favorite area is the large area. Compared with the track of ordinary racecourses, this place is more than twice as big. It is very enjoyable to go around.
On the other side, Lao Guo had a working meal with the screenwriters. He didn't care about the fact that Wei Tao was not accompanying him. He held a part of the script in his hand and read it all afternoon in a small conference room on the second floor of No. 1 Anshun Street. , he became interested.
The script was not finished, and he felt the power of the script. Just like the name - "Dark Glory", it might have to be ruthless all the way to the end. Unlike ordinary revenge films, this film has the protagonist's setting. After an analysis, Wei Tao personally rejected it.
The love line in the play is also a ray of sunshine in the heart of the cold heroine. All the screenwriters think it should be set like this. If it is a little crueler, the heroine can initially take advantage of the hero, and the hero falls in love with her because of her. His mental state is also on the verge of collapse. Being a villain will release the darkness in his heart that even a psychiatrist cannot solve.
The discussion in the afternoon was about the male protagonist line. Mr. Wei had been directly killed before. They were a little at a loss and didn't know what to do. Let's study it together. The reason given by Mr. Wei is very simple. If you don't want this ray of sunshine, if there is too much sunshine, the taste of the drama will change.
In this drama, one ray of sunshine is enough. The aunt's ray of sunshine for her daughter is enough. In the memories, the hero's father's kindness as a doctor can be regarded as a ray of sunshine, which is enough.
Lao Guo saw that the line with the supporting role of the aunt was also killed by Mr. Wei himself. He said that the aunt was cute and stupid. There was no need for it. This drama did not need to be funny. She only had a ray of sunshine for her daughter. That's it, don't show up to be awesome, discover the heroine's behavior, threaten the heroine to exchange, and then be impressed by the heroine after just a few contacts.
This, no, this character is supposed to be ruthless in her heart, but because she has been beaten by her husband for many years, she dare not use all her ruthlessness in front of her husband. She is used to being beaten, and her body does not accept it. He couldn't control himself to resist, but his brain couldn't produce any courage to resist face to face, so he came up with the idea of exchanging with the heroine.
Lao Guo saw Wei Tao's instructions: "The two of them can complement each other."
What about the male protagonist?
use!
Lao Guo's keen intuition allowed him to detect the style that best suited the dark color, that is, the female protagonist used the male protagonist to obtain the corpse of her classmate who had been frozen for more than ten years, and to learn Go; I want to experience the grudges and resentments at the bottom of the society in addition to the privileged life brought by my identity.
At first, the male protagonist thought that this would prevent him from seeing his father's murderer in his illusory world. Later, he wanted to use the female protagonist's thoughtful layout to help him get revenge.
As for whether there is feelings between the two, there is yes, but the feelings are lower than their rationality in achieving their goals. In the end, it is because the three views are consistent, and because each party knows what the other has done without having to do it in front of the other. Disguise and find the same feeling.
(This movie is not completely dark. It is best for the male protagonist and the female protagonist to use each other. The heroine’s meticulous thinking and years of planning also lack the corresponding complexity and safety guarantees. I always feel that many of her actions are... It's because of the things we are currently encountering, a temporary plan, rather than multiple lines of preparation after years of forbearing and considering many aspects. There are alternative answers to various unexpected and complicated situations. If you want to be black, then be black thoroughly. A little bit, it is estimated to be more enjoyable. Of course, it may not be broadcast after filming, so there is more warmth and sunshine in the drama, and only when the heroine faces her mother, except for the last moment, she is helplessly forbearing and giving in, which makes people feel that she The preparations for more than ten years are like a joke. Most of them were not prepared for revenge at all.)
Lao Guo couldn't think of the plot behind it for the time being, so he was very interested in meeting with everyone to discuss it. He himself occasionally thought, who would be the actor for such a drama? Who can control the role of the heroine, and who can control the role of the first female villain?
He thought about the big Mimi, the big baby, whose wealth would not go to outsiders, but he didn't believe that they could handle such a role. They probably had to be at the level of movie queens.
Who can play the movie queen? If Gong Huang plays the heroine, it will definitely be no problem. No, the aura is too strong. As for Mr. Zhou, well, her image fits the image better. Her petite body fits the image of being bullied, and it is easier. Make people believe.
He didn't go to bed until late at night. He got up early the next morning and arrived at No. 1 Anshun Street early. He stopped Wei Tao, who was coming back from morning exercise, and took out a piece of paper, written in handwriting, to talk about the role with him.
"Teacher Guo, this is a TV series, not a movie."
"If you want to invite me, I can definitely invite him over."
"Teacher Guo, do you want to try Northeastern breakfast? Let's chat while eating."
Just at the intersection of Anshun Street, there is a breakfast stall that has been operating for many years. In the middle of winter, as long as the shelter is propped up with three sides of plastic sheets, the people can sit here and have breakfast.
