Chapter 322 The loneliest person

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This is such a familiar name, a name that has haunted me countless times, a name that I will never forget even if the mountains and the earth merge, and the earth stops turning. In real life, beauties often match scumbags, even if the king is not dead, he is not a scumbag. , but it also stole Zhang Jinghui’s heart.

I should have thought of him a long time ago. As long as it was related to eating and it was so delicious, I should have thought of him. The roast chicken in Tianci Mountain tastes so good. Isn't this exactly what he has the ability to do.

Yes, when you love someone, identity, family, reputation, and financial resources are all important. As long as you love someone without fear and continue to love, nothing will be a problem. If you had been bolder and cared less, , maybe the woman next to him at this moment will be him, but there are not so many assumptions in life. If you lose it, you will lose it. Do you want to fight for a man with your sister? Maybe you have this idea, but Zhang Jinghui won't Do this.

I am a coward on the road of love and care too much.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Zhang Jinghui's stunned and lost look, Zhang Jingjun asked hurriedly.

"Oh, I'm fine. I know that Xiaojun is now a friend. Our Xiaojun has grown up. My sister is very happy." Zhang Jinghui, who came back to her senses, looked at Zhang Jingjun with envy. Dare to love, dare to hate, and be bold when you love someone. To love, if the sky falls, you will be able to hold it up. Zhang Jinghui couldn't help but ask, "Is he really that good?"

Not every woman knows how good a man is, but a lot of people may know how good he is.

Zhang Jingjun is a bit shy. After all, girls are quite reserved. She will blush if she reveals her feelings in front of others, even her own sister.

Zhang Jingjun hesitated and said, "I don't know what's good about him. Just seeing him makes me feel very happy and happy. I often dream about him in my dreams at night, and I don't know why. I always feel like I know him." long time,".

Isn't it like this to love someone? You can't tell his good points and you always want to see him every day. You never believe in fate. Everything is achieved through hard work. Now Zhang Jinghui believes it. If she had known Wang Regarding the existence of Immortal, should I go to him earlier? If I express my feelings earlier, would Wang Immortal accept him first?

"Maybe you have known each other in a previous life."

"Hehe, I think so. Sister, don't tell him my identity. He just thinks that I am a singer. He doesn't know our family's identity. I just want to fall in love cleanly, even if it doesn't happen in the end. We came together, but I also want to remember this first relationship, the purest relationship, for the rest of my life." Although Zhang Jingjun is young, she also has her own insistence. Her own family may have destined her love to have no future. For the Zhang family In the future, I and my sister will always make sacrifices, but no one wants to think about it.

Prominent families are destined to have people with ulterior motives who want to take advantage of others and try to gain a higher position. They will use any means to deceive. Emotions mixed with interests can only be called love games. Zhang Jingjun does not want such feelings.

Lian Chunqiao came back with a baggage. He saw the two of them talking and kept standing far away waiting. It was a pity that the business was not concluded. Lian Chunqiao believed in himself with a 50% share of the profits. It is impossible for the master to agree.

After sharing her joy, Zhang Jingjun saw Lian Chunqiao and could only say regretfully, "Sister, you are busy, I'm going upstairs, hehe, remember to keep the secret for me."

"Okay, I got it, Xiaobapo".

"Hehe, sister, love you'.

Walking up the stairs cheerfully, making a gurgling sound, Zhang Jingjun was the happiest at this moment.

"How did things go?" Zhang Jingjun put on an indifferent expression again.

Lian Chunqiao hurriedly replied, "Miss, according to your instructions, I first want to buy his prescription for five thousand taels."

"He doesn't sell"

"Yes, miss, he wants fifty thousand taels." Lian Chunqiao looked at Zhang Jinghui carefully and found that his master's expression did not change much. Often when the lion opens his mouth, Zhang Jinghui will always express some opinions on things that are too different from the price he offers, for example, this person is too greedy, but not this time.

"He can do this." Thinking of the experience on Tianci Mountain and the various charges, Zhang Jinghui was not surprised by Wang Bushit's price of 50,000 taels.

"Uh, miss, you know him." Lian Chunqiao heard the consciousness in the young lady's words and blurted out.

"I've met once." Although Zhang Jingjun is the head of the family, he is not so domineering and decisive. Sometimes he will chat with people around him about family matters. Therefore, when Lian Chunqiao asked about his personal affairs, Zhang Jinghui also Simply admit it.

Zhang Jinghui then said, "Fifty thousand taels is also negotiable."

"No, miss, fifty thousand taels is probably not enough now." Lian Chunqiao was a little distressed. If he had known that his master could accept this price, he would have agreed, and there would have been no trouble later. This negotiation can be regarded as a success. Screwed up myself.

"Why, he raised the price again"?

Zhang Jinghui asked playfully.

"He doesn't want a penny."

"It's not his style to ask for money. He should have even more exorbitant demands." Although Zhang Jinghui has not been in contact with Wang Busheng for a long time, she knows it very well. Money is as important as life, and there is no greater How could he not ask for money if he has interests?

In my own memory, the young lady has never talked about a man like this before. She looked at Zhang Jinghui's face carefully and said, "Okay, don't ask about things you shouldn't know. Just pretend you don't know about things you shouldn't know. Like." People who delve into their master's little secrets generally don't live long.

"He wants to cooperate with us. He will provide technology, we will provide money, and the future profits will be split 50-50."

"Haha, this kid is not stupid, he has taken advantage of him." Apart from the recent shameless Annan monkey, there is really no other person who dares to negotiate business with the British government in so many years. .

"Miss, he also asked me to bring back some things. He said that if you see these things, miss, you will definitely agree to our request." Lian Chunqiao opened the bag and revealed various snacks inside.

The snacks were all ones that Zhang Jinghui had just seen, and some of them had even been tasted. The taste is very good. I couldn't help but pick up a piece of Royal Cake. Zhang Jinghui said, "You don't need to worry about this matter. I will talk about it myself."

"Yes, miss"

"Also, the price of the acquisition with Annan will be lowered. You guys should make a good plan."

"Got it, miss"

People left again and the house was empty again.

No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me whether the porridge is warm. No one turns out the lights with me, no one shares my book for half my life.

It’s late at night with no one to accompany me, no one to share the wine with me. No one wipes my tears of lovesickness, no one dreams of me and my past.

No one can accompany me to look at the stars, and no one knows that my tea is cold. No one listens to my heartfelt words, no one interprets the dreams in my heart.

No one restrains my tears in my words, and no one worries that I walk alone. Looking back at the desolate place, no one was waiting in the dimly lit place.

Perhaps Shen Fu's song "Six Chapters of a Floating Life" can better express Zhang Jinghui's feelings at this moment.

No one asks me if I am cold, no one asks me if my clothes are warm, no one waits for me at night, no one lights a lamp for me at night.

No one asked me if I was tired, no one asked me if I slept, no one wiped my tears, no one asked me if my heart was drunk.

Today may be the day for Wang BuSheng to pick up guests. As soon as Lianchun Bridge left, someone came again. Moreover, the attitude of the customer who came to the door this time was very unfriendly. The door was kicked open. Before Wang BuSheng could realize what happened, he His hands and feet were chained by a group of people. Wang Busheng was a top-notch master in the world. He didn't even have a chance to use his kung fu to resist and struggle for a while. It can be seen that the skills of the person who came here were at least 50% better than Wang Busheng.

"Could it be that the British government sent someone to arrest me because the bonus for my cooperation was too high, or maybe it was because of the big yellow dog?" Wang Busui murmured in his heart and begged for mercy, "I say to all you heroes, we have no grudges in our previous lives, and we have no grudges in this life. This is the first time we meet, so don't be so violent. Say what you have to say. Force cannot solve the problem. ".

Wang Bu's words didn't make any sense at all, and the person who came was not that easy to talk to.

"Turn him over, face toward me."

Uh, okay, Wang Busheng’s face was always stuck to the ground.

Okay, turned over, Wang Busui suddenly felt relaxed and his breathing became easier.

"I say to you heroes, if you want to rob money, please turn left at the intersection in front of you. They earn more and have money. I haven't opened my business yet. I have no money. If you want to rob someone, please turn left at the intersection in front of you. There is a "Boy, Shui Ling", Wang Busheng pointed out the direction to these thugs who looked like amateurs at first sight.

"You boy, you are so smooth-talking. I am here to find you. If the king is not dead," the visitor said by name.

"Wang Bu Die, they are looking for Wang Bu Die again. Today is already the third wave. I said to you, this gentleman, you are mistaken. I am not called Wang Bu Die, I am called Wang Si Die."

"Haha, it's very easy for the king to die. Za, I have plenty of methods."

"Well, okay, not all people are as innocent as their little girlfriends and are easily deceived." Wang Bu die didn't want to die. Faced with a gang of vicious and vicious villains who obviously had some intelligence, Wang Bu die could only beg for mercy. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. You guys must be under a lot of pressure when you're doing things like robbing your house. If it's too tight, it could break." Looking at the visitor, Wang Busheng said with an apologetic smile.

Because the sun was shining right on the face of the male protagonist Wang Shisui, the appearance of the person coming was not very clear, but the voice was undoubtedly male, but there was a bit of femininity in the voice. Of course, Wang Busheng didn't have too many questions about this person's gender. After all, in his previous life, he had seen too many men who put on makeup to look like women.

"Haha, you talk so much nonsense, hand me over."

"Make friends, who are you?" I haven't taken in anyone during this period, and there is no such thing as buying and selling people.

"Say something back, kids, and give this hero some slack."

The pine bark here is not a massage, it will cause bleeding and redness.

Although as a protagonist, especially a male protagonist, begging for mercy and help should not exist. The protagonists in other scripts are omnipotent and fearless. I will not say anything about it even if they kill them. That is their life. Stick to the motto, but Wang is not afraid of death, but also afraid of pain. There is no other way to ask for help.

Taking a deep breath, opening his mouth wide, and using 100% of his strength, Wang Bushi shouted, "Sister Leng, help."

If there is a danger of force, Leng Bingbing is the best choice. It is no exaggeration to say that Leng Bingbing's recent force value is comparable to being on a rocket, and it improves so fast. Wang Bu die is no longer her opponent.

Wang Busheng's call for help was still effective, and everyone in the backyard ran out, including Xiao Hong, Xiao Lu and Jing Hao, that girl.

Seeing that Wang Busheng was subdued, Leng Bingbing stepped forward without any hesitation and raised his sword. Seeing this, the person who was holding Wang Busei hurriedly let go of Wang Busheng and responded to the enemy.

Otherwise, there is no white-eyed wolf around Wang Busheng. Even the white cat and black dog, who are usually the most unscrupulous, picked up a broom and mop, waving flags and shouting to cheer for his young lady.

It's just that the anticipated fierce fight hasn't started yet. A figure rushed into the crowd and shouted, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding." Of course, there were some flaws in the running process, because this person was Zhu Wuyu, who was relatively tall.

A man who regards art and food as his lifelong career.

Fortunately, Leng Bingbing sheathed her sword quickly, otherwise everyone would be eating roast pig tonight, and it would still be an adult roast pig.

"Uncle Hao, it's you, why are you here?" Zhu Wuju walked over and asked.

The person who came was none other than Hao Liande, the eunuch in charge of the Royal Horse Supervisor who also worked part-time to give birth to a son with no hole in his eyes. The professional commander of the Imperial Guard, Hao Liande, saw Zhu Wuqi who was intact and seemed to have gained weight again. Hao Liande finally felt relieved, although this The prince doesn't like the treatment of the current Holy Emperor, but he laid the egg himself, so he would be very distressed if he lost it.

Hao Liande left Yingtian Mansion and searched all the way, and finally found news about Zhu Wuyu in Songjiang Mansion. However, Songjiang Mansion said it was not big or small, and it would be difficult to find it for a while. Moreover, the current prince ran away from home, which was not a trivial matter. , those shameless censors and civil servants have been idle recently and have nothing to do, just in time to cause some trouble for the Holy Emperor. Therefore, Hao Liande did not dare to look for people in a big way, and could only investigate secretly. The hard work paid off, and the ancestors of the old Zhu family showed up and Hao Liande got the news about Zhu Wuyu, so he rushed over without stopping.

Hao Liande burst into tears when he saw Zhu Wuji alive, "Young Master, I have found you."

Hao Liande has seen the world and understands the truth, so he didn't call out words like "Prince" out of his mind.