Chapter 758: Invisible to the old
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I Don’t Want To Be Popular
- Vermillion Bird’s Solo Flight
- 1708 characters
- 2021-01-31 09:43:18
The speed of the Gulfstream G650 aircraft can be close to Mach 1. Mach is the speed of sound, which is equivalent to flying at the speed of sound, which is a real speed. It can fly for 15 hours with full fuel.
After stopping in Paris to refuel, continue on the road.
When Chen Chuan returned to Yucheng, he was going to [Longyou Technology] to see, so he got up and went northward and went to [Huashan Town] in Beijing for construction.
Unexpectedly, I saw Chu Dayong in the office of [Longyou Technology].
Chu Dayong stood up and looked at Chen Chuan and said, "Mr. Chen, something has happened."
"What?" Chen Chuan felt strange. Dayong was in Rongcheng for the [Daily Cycling] project. Why did he come to Yucheng?
Chu Dayong trembled: "[Yitong Capital] was taken over by someone else, and the new boss is Yang."
"Where is Tianxiu? Going to Italy, the job is also unloaded?" Chen Chuan asked.
"Jun Tianxiu... is dead." Chu Dayong's voice had a trembling ending, and it seemed that he hadn't healed in surprise and shock.
Chen Chuan was even more dumbfounded, staring at Chu Dayong with wide eyes.
Chu Dayong took a sip of water: "I drove over immediately after receiving the news from [Yitong Capital]."
"Dead?" Chen Chuan confirmed.
Chu Dayong nodded: "I don't know the cause of death. The place of death was in Rome, and the time was last night."
Chen Chuan touched his head and felt his mind was a little bit up. He had been on the plane for 30 hours and bumped all the way. Although tired, he was also happy. Mainly the two exclusive flight attendants are very caring. When he returned to Yucheng, he originally wanted to visit the company first, and then go home to have a good night's sleep. It was jet lag.
As a result, the news that Chu Dayong had brought directly stunned him.
"Is the news fidelity? Is that kid playing tricks? What kind of financial capital's escape?" Chen Chuan confirmed.
Chu Dayong frowned and thought: "The capital market is quiet. There is no news that any fund has changed, and our project funds are not affected. Before I came, I drove to the Jinlin Peninsula where Jun’s family lives. In the circle, there are many black cars parked outside the community. People who are passing by have a solemn look. They also saw his wife, wearing a black suit, sunglasses, and white gauze on her arms. I'm not sure if it is her wife, anyway, from the figure , Hairstyle and height look like."
"Any other news?" Chen Chuan asked.
Chu Dayong groaned: "I inquired about and found out whether the Jun family is engaged in ordinary business in Italy. I only know this, I only know that it was accident, or was premeditated, or was involved in some incident, or died naturally. I don’t know now. Boss, I don’t know if this matter will affect our [Daily Cycling] project. Would you like to see Rongcheng?"
Chu Dayong handed a cigarette.
Chen Chuan sat behind his desk.
Chu Dayong lights him a cigarette, then goes to close the office door and open the window.
In the smoke, Chen Chuan still remembered that it was only on the 19th that he and Jun Tian Xiucai bid farewell in Yucheng three days ago.
Jun Tianxiu was sitting on billions of assets, he was accompanied by bodyguards, there were countless luxury cars and mansions, and a beautiful wife who was just hanging up.
This reality is magical.
Close your eyes, as if seeing Jun Tianxiu smoking in the streets of Rome, then someone passed behind him with a newspaper, and then there were two bangs...
Opening his eyes, Chen Chuan felt that he had watched too many movies.
Chu Dayong also looked blank like him.
The two of them are essentially pure boys from Haiqin City, and they have never heard of this since they were young.
"How?" Chu Dayong asked.
"Don't worry, this matter is not our turn. Wait for the news." Chen Chuan said, "Is the funeral domestic or?"
Chu Dayong shook his head and didn't know.
Chen Chuan took his cell phone, opened WeChat, and turned to "Yu'er's Midsummer Night's Dream", which is Wang Tianyu's id.
The last time the two chatted was on May 18, 5 days ago, and the last recorded voice call was that night. Later, I heard Jun Tianxiu went home after drinking and interacted with her.
There are pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk.
Chen Chuan wrote four sentences:
The old people are not visible, and the Han River flows eastward.
Ask the old Xiangyang, Caizhou is empty.
This is Wang Wei's "Crying Meng Haoran".
Wang Wei and Meng Haoran are close friends, and when asked about Meng's death, Wang Wei wrote this poem.
Chu Dayong looked at the four lines of poems, the thin gold body with iron and silver hooks was superb. In the old days, he would certainly flatter a few words and exaggerate the boss's good words.
Now, he just looked at the character and muttered: "The old man is not visible, the water is flowing day by day, alas."
Observing his words, Chu Dayong saw that Chen Chuan wanted to stay alone, so he quietly left the office.
Wang Meng is a close friend.
Chen Chuan thinks that he and Jun Tianxiu are not very close friends. They have met twice and ate dinner together. They have a good impression of him.
咚咚咚!
Someone knocked gently on the door.
It was Li Kaixin who came in carrying the fruit plate, which contained washed grapes.
"Chen, you eat it." Li Kexin obediently placed the fruit plate on the corner of the table and saw the word with his eyes.
This song "Crying Meng Haoran" is a tribute to friends.
When you see this character, you usually guess what happened.
Li Kexin asked in surprise: "Mr. Chen, what's wrong, what's wrong?"
Chen Chuan gently shook his head.
At this time someone knocked on the door and came in. Zhang Mengyue came to deliver the documents.
She also noticed the words on the desk and the atmosphere in the office.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Mengyue also asked softly.
Chen Chuan exhaled, picked up the lighter, and lit the piece of paper on which the poem was written.
The pale yellow flame rose, the white paper was burned to black ash, and fell on the ground.
Zhang Mengyue and Li Kexin went to sweep the floor with the broom.
However, Li Kexin grabbed the broomstick faster.
Zhang Mengyue let her go.
Li Kexin's black dust swept away.
Chen Chuan looked at Zhang Mengyue and said, "Do you remember Jun Tianxiu?"
Before Zhang Mengyue could answer, Li Kexin said, "That person, he chased Mengyue."
"Yeah." Zhang Mengyue also nodded.
Li Kexin continued: "I still remember that moment. Mengyue said that the man was very good. He also showed us close and close photos of the two, but later, the man got married and heard that his wife was also a A great beauty with outstanding temperament. Mengyue was sad for a while, right?"
"Where is it?" Zhang Mengyue said immediately, "I didn't like him at the time. I refused him."
"Yes, fortunately you refused him. Otherwise, how come you have the opportunity to meet such a handsome boss." Li Kexin said with a smile.
Zhang Mengyue nodded: "Well, meeting the boss is the happiest thing for me."
"This happiest thing has happened to you... a bit too much. I remember, you once said that the happiest thing to meet who is the happiest thing." Li Ke said.
Chen Chuan was a little helpless, how did these two talk with their guns, you know, these two were also friends at the level of girlfriends.
Chen Chuan said: "Mengyue, Tianxiu went abroad a few days ago, and news came back, maybe something went wrong."
"Huh?" Zhang Mengyue was dazed, blinking and asked, "What kind of accident?"
"The person seems to be gone."
"This..." Zhang Mengyue took a slight breath, her face was pale, and said for a long time, "Everything is impermanent, and people have misfortunes and blessings. Chen Chuan, you must be careful when you go abroad."
Li Kexin chuckles: "What do you mean, do you curse the boss?"
"No, I'm worried." Zhang Mengyue said, "Some places abroad are very messy, and you can't reveal your wealth outside. For someone like Chen Chuan, it's best to bring bodyguards everywhere."
"Thank you."
Then there was silence in the office.
Li Kexin broke the silence and asked, "Is Mengyue particularly sad?"
Zhang Mengyue groaned: "The departure of a young life is embarrassing, especially if I have known it before. There is a little sadness, but it is the feeling of the impermanence of life and the memory of friends. Jun Tian showed this kind of thing, too. There are traces to follow. I remember him saying that his family has a big business in Italy, and some local organizations have contacts."
"Do you want to go to Rongcheng?" Chen Chuan said.
Zhang Mengyue shook her head: "No, I don't have too deep friendship with him, I will go back to work."
Zhang Mengyue turned and walked out of the office.
Li Kexin stood by, looking at Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan took out a long ruler from the drawer.
Li Kexin turned her hand away, and said vigilantly: "What are you doing?"
Chen Chuan said: "Stretch it out."
Li Kexin hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly stretched out his hand.
Snapped!
The ruler fell heavily on the palm of her hand.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Snapped!
The ruler hit again.
"Hiss..." Li Kexin pouted and looked at Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan said: "Last time you lied to me that your grandma was seriously ill, that matter had not been properly educated and educated you. This time, you used that tone to talk to your friends again, and you should have a good relationship between friends, remember?"
Li Kexin tears in her eyes ~EbookFREE.me~ nodded gently.
"Come on again." Chen Chuan said.
"It won't come, I know it's wrong, it hurts." Li Kexin didn't go back.
Chen Chuan held the ruler.
Li Kexin's small hands trembled lightly, so she stretched out again.
Snapped!
"Woo." The pain in the heart made Li Kexin's thigh tight, and she cried.
She was wearing a black suit skirt, white shirt and black silk high heels, standing at the desk like a child making mistakes. Palms are flushed.
Chen Chuan put away the ruler, looked at Li Kexin's appearance, and couldn't help turning his eyes to the office door and curtains.
Li Ke understood, wiped his face with the back of his hand, and closed the door, and the Roman curtain of the window also fell.
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