Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 1229 The Aftermath of the Acquisition Case

The news of the acquisition of the Tengfei Building, after setting off an entertainment carnival, slowly ended with the end of the auction.

After all, in this era of information explosion, new hot spots will be updated every day, and no one can keep following the same news.

It wasn't until a few days later that a new turning point pushed the news, which had once cooled down, to the pinnacle of hot topic again.

Jia Dafu is going to commit suicide by jumping off the building!

On the roof of the tallest building in the city center, a tiny figure sat. Because the distance was too far, from the bottom of the building, there was only a vague silhouette of a person.

A large number of people crowded here, some were passing onlookers, and some were professional journalists grabbing headlines.The cameras and the jade slips were set up one after another, and the flashes turned on and off alternately, aiming at the most unfortunate protagonist.

Every tragedy, every family's disintegration, for these people who make a living by catching hot spots, represents another income for them.As for the spectators behind the scenes, some emotional ones would shake their heads and sigh after seeing it, but for more people, it is nothing more than a chat after dinner.

The arrested people in front of the building quickly set up a isolation belt, struggling to maintain order. Several other arrested people also rushed to the top of the building, trying to persuade them, but no one dared to really get close to Jia Dafu's body, fearing that an accident would provoke him. he.

Although quarantine measures can block the crowd, they cannot stop their heated discussions.

These people all had smiles on their faces, instead of feeling sorry for the imminent loss of a life, they were full of impatience.

"Can you hurry up if you want to dance? How long will you be dragging your feet?"

"I just heard that someone here is going to jump off a building to watch the excitement. I've been waiting for half an hour. Don't put on a show?"

"That's right, if you want to jump, jump quickly, I'm still in a hurry to go to work!"

There was a reporter with a microphone and a camera on his shoulder, and he echoed the words: "That's right, we're still rushing to the next interview scene! The time is all wasted by him!"

In the group of reporters, Song Qianqian also stood in a fashionable dress.At the beginning, she was the one who sneaked into the auction site in disguise, and made an exclusive report on the acquisition case, earning a lot of money for the newspaper. Now, the president naturally entrusted her to follow up on this follow-up news.

Among them, although there were a few words of dissuasion from the older generation, they were all drowned in the noisy crowd.

The message constantly fed back from the bottom of the building was "jump, jump". Although the police officers were anxious, they had nothing to do with these troublemakers.

In the chaos, a short-haired girl was hurrying from the other side of the road.

Her hair was dyed light brown, which was close to the original color, and she was wearing a loose cotton jacket with a white fluffy edge around the neckline.The delicate face is still childish, like a student who has just graduated.

There is a press card hanging on her chest, and she jumps rhythmically as she runs. On the card is a photo of a bright smile, just like herself, full of sunshine and vitality.

After struggling to find the reporter group in the crowd, the girl seemed to have found an organization, and first asked Song Qianqian:

"Miss Qianqian, what's going on here now?"

Song Qianqian glanced at her and snorted twice in disdain.

"Yueju? Aren't you chasing after that demolition case? Why are you here to run on this news?"

It seemed that she didn't want colleagues from other newspapers to see the joke, but she didn't sneer too much.While keeping his eyes on the roof, for fear of missing the key shot, he casually explained to the girl named Yueju:
"Jia Dafu made a request. He wants to see Xilingchen and asks him to come here now. The police and enthusiastic citizens are helping to contact them, but there has been no response from the other side."

"Originally too," she sneered and crossed her arms, her exquisite makeup seemed to create a cold mask for her, cutting off all her due feelings, "President Xiling is so busy, how can he have time to come and see a man?" Losers play monkeys."

"It's too much for you to say that!" Yueju was shocked by her indifference, and blurted out, "That's a human life!"

Song Qianqian glared at her angrily: "There are so many people dying every day in this world, whose life is not life? It's not the first day as a reporter, why are you so naive?"

In fact, for reporters like Song Qianqian, if Jia Dafu was finally persuaded to go back, this rare and hot news would become an oolong.After all, judging from the reactions of these onlookers, everyone hoped that he would really jump down to provide a little pleasure to their nerves that were increasingly paralyzed by work.

At that time, the working class can comfort themselves, even the famous real estate boss can only end up committing suicide. It seems that my current life is not so bad.

In this ever-changing era, everyone is under a lot of pressure, and we can only find some comfort for ourselves from the tragedies of others.

Yueju wanted to say more, when suddenly, someone in the crowd yelled:
"The summons got through, and it was his secretary who answered it!"

"How do you say it? How do you say it?" The reporters and onlookers asked in unison, their eyes lit up.

"She said that President Xiling is in a meeting, but even if the meeting is over, she won't come over, so Boss Jia doesn't have to wait any longer."

It was clear that the matter had nothing to do with her, but at this moment, Yueju also felt her heart drop with a "gudong".

Meetings... Is a meeting more important than a human life?
Xilingchen, he can still do business without guilt, but he doesn't have to be responsible for this tragedy he created by himself?

Is the business circle too scary, or is this society too scary?
Now that everyone downstairs knew about it, Jia Dafu naturally also got the news.

The next thing they saw was that the figure who had been standing still for a long time on the roof finally stood up unsteadily, with one foot already on the edge of the roof.

"Jump!"

"Finally going to dance!"

The crowd was unprecedentedly excited. They had already fallen into a tired heart due to the long-term waiting. At this moment, they felt like they had been beaten with chicken blood. The jade slip and the camera were raised higher and higher one by one.There is also an anchor who is broadcasting live simultaneously in the live broadcast room. With his eloquent explanation, it seems that the figure who is about to jump off the roof is just an NPC in the game, an object for people to entertain.

In this situation, Yueju only felt anxious and sad.She was really ashamed to be with this group of mobs. Seeing the critical scene on the roof, she turned around and ran away.

Through the safety ladder inside the building, she rushed all the way to the roof, all the way to the roof.

As soon as the few police officers on the top of the building saw her, they immediately stepped forward to stop her and ordered her to leave in a low voice.After all, Jia Dafu's mood is very unstable now, and he must not be stimulated at all.

Yueju was pushed and shoved by the police, she couldn't resist, she could only scream with all her strength:

"Boss Jia, calm down, don't be impulsive..."

The nerves of the officers all around were tense, and the motionless figure seemed to be slightly taken aback, and after a long silence, he slowly turned his head.

Due to the recent hotness of public opinion, Yueju has also seen Jia Dafu's photos in videos and news.But now, he looks much thinner than in the news, with sunken cheeks and an unshaven beard. He doesn't look like a big boss who once called the wind and rain, he is simply a decadent tramp.

Seeing him in person, and thinking of his radiant appearance in interviews in the past, Yueju's nose turned sour, and a layer of mist quietly formed in her eyes. She really felt sorry for this stranger.

Jia Dafu tried his best to focus on her attire, especially when he saw the press card in front of her, he let out a hoarse wry smile.

"You're also a reporter... you're very dedicated, and you've come all the way to this first scene in order to grab the headlines."

He twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, such a smile appeared on his skinny face, but it only made people feel horrible.

"But... why don't you have any equipment? Don't you record or video? Don't do... what a reporter should do?"

Yueju shook her head vigorously, and as if remembering something, she took out the recording pen from her pocket, and pressed the close button in front of him.

"I don't record. I'm not a reporter today, but just an ordinary person. I want to talk to you, is that okay?"

Jia Dafu was in a daze for a moment, maybe he was also thinking about what this little girl who suddenly ran up and said some strange words wanted to get from him.

"It's not a reporter...then there's nothing to talk about." After a while, he waved his hand in disgust. This action caused his figure in the wind to shake violently, as if he would fall down at any moment, " If you want to talk, you should go to Xilingchen."

"He's in the limelight right now, casually getting anything to do with him is enough to set you on fire for a while. Why... come and find me, a loser..."

His voice became softer and softer, and he was about to turn around again, facing another world... the door that was about to open.

Yueju was anxious, and blurted out: "Wait, Boss Jia!...Uncle Jia?"

Jia Dafu was startled, and turned his gaze hesitantly: "Why, do you recognize me?"

Yueju shook her head, and replied honestly: "I don't usually pay much attention to the business circle. Before this month, I didn't even know your name. I didn't want to have any relationship with you, but since you A living person, a life, is worthy of respect!"

Or seeing that the two of them were talking peacefully, the arrest of the police gradually relaxed.At the same time, the policemen guarding the edge also took advantage of Jia Dafu's distraction and quietly moved their positions to prepare for rescue at any time.

As the obstacles receded, Yueju stepped forward step by step. Her short ear-length hair was blown slightly by the strong wind from the roof, but there was not a trace of broken hair covering her clear pupils.

"What I respect is your life, and I hope you can respect your own life too."

She spoke softly.The blue sky and white clouds are reflected in the pupils, so clear, as if it does not belong to the clarity of this world.

Jia Dafu was startled.Having worked hard for many years in an environment where "shopping malls are like battlefields", he has always believed that the strong live and the weak die. If someone told him this before, he would only think that the other party was either a lunatic or a fool.

However, when he stood at the junction of life and death for the first time, he had a different understanding of the meaning of life.

"Life...you know, the rich and the poor, the noble and the humble...the lives of different classes are not all equal...the lives of the rich and powerful are far more valuable than the lives of ordinary people..."

Even if it is an emergency bed in a medical center, the dignitaries will be arranged first.He used to be a rich man himself, with a lot of money in his hands. He always took it for granted, because the money in his hands was enough to control his destiny. He also believed that people who have the ability to drive the market economy are naturally stronger than ordinary people. entitled to live.

It wasn't until he himself became a loser that he realized the cruelty and cruelty of this society.

He is still the same as before, and has never changed, but he no longer has the wealth of the past in his hands.So those who used to fawn on him and flatter him all turned around at the same time and attacked him without hesitation.

Obviously he suffered the worst failure in his life, no one comforted him, no one cared about his thoughts.

When he woke up in the emergency room, the first thing he got was the bill handed to him by the hospital.But the family members who were supposed to be by his side ran off to nowhere and didn't even pay the medical expenses for him.

In the following days, he continued to receive debt collection letters from banks and usury companies.They were afraid that if it was too late, his money would never come out, and they were even more afraid that he would return the limited money to other families first.

No one cared about his life, all they cared about was his debts.

Even those old friends who have been with him for many years, he tried his best to persuade, and the shareholders who came to join the joint venture with him in advance, are constantly wanting their money back.Although the money may be just a drop in the bucket for them, it will make things worse for them.

friend?Losers don't deserve friends.This is his deepest experience these days.

Only when you fall to the bottom once, can you know which people around you are really worthy of deep friendship.And he came to the conclusion that...

No.

There was not even one beside him.

He has worked hard for so many years, and has been happy for so many years... There have been so many people around him, and he has heard so much flattery...

——But they all come for profit, and go when the profit is exhausted.No one can be trusted with sincerity, no one has really cared about him...

If he and Xilingchen are really equal lives, why did he beat himself so badly? No one upheld justice for them as equals. Everyone just swarmed to kneel and lick the winner, but tortured him like a dog in the water. loser?
Now there is a person standing in front of me and saying to me... respect his life... isn't it ridiculous?

"Since you are a reporter, I will accept your interview..." Staring at Yueju with blank eyes, Jia Dafu smiled wryly, "It just so happens that I also have a lot to say, and I want to ask Xilingchen and the public... ..."

On him, it seemed that he was suddenly injected with vitality, like a dying person, the last reflection.

Yuetachi nodded hastily.She knew that now she had to try her best to stabilize Jia Dafu and satisfy him. As for whether to interview or not, that was secondary.

"...Okay, tell me."

(End of this chapter)