Uncle's Crisis

Chapter 284 The Story in the Story
"You are a perverted thief, a flower picker, you are a fucking piece of rubbish, you still have the face to live in this world, why don't I just finish you, and it's considered a disaster for the people!" The masked hero" said, raised the knife high, and slashed at Feng Dazhi's head.

"Stop! Stop!" Zhou Qiaoran suddenly came back to life, trembling up half of his body, begging the "Masked Hero" weakly, "Please... please, let him go , let him live, okay?"

"Hey, you little girl, I'm here to avenge you, why did you plead for him instead?"

Zhou Qiaoran said: "It's all a misunderstanding. Don't blame him. He really didn't intend to plot against me. Besides, he is still young, has not yet married, and has his own career. He has elderly parents who need support. He cannot Kill it!"

Hearing what Zhou Qiaoran said, Feng Dazhi's heart ached, and he burst into tears.

"Are you so soft-hearted? If you let him go this time, what if he comes back to abuse you again?" "Masked Hero" asked Zhou Qiaoran.

Zhou Qiaoran covered his chest with his hands, and panted, "It's okay, he's not a bad person, he just did something stupid because of his confusion, besides... besides...you have already videotaped him, you leave it to me, he If you dare to pester me again, I will report directly to the police."

The "Masked Hero" did not agree immediately, but put the knife on Feng Dazhi's back, tore through his clothes, and the sharp point of the knife pierced into the flesh.

Feng Dazhi pleaded: "Hero, spare your life...forgive me, it's all because I like her so much that I lost control, and I won't dare to do it again."

"What if you go back on your word again?" the "Masked Hero" asked him.

"If you repent, you will kill me and go to the police."

"Okay, that's what you said. I even recorded the latter part for you. If you try to trick someone else, be careful of your dog's life!" The "masked hero" said, putting away the knife .

"Okay...okay...you go...you go." Zhou Qiaoran waved weakly at Feng Dazhi.

"how about you?"

"I am fine."

Feng Dazhi glanced at the "Masked Hero" and whispered, "Will he..."

"No, he's doing it for money, I'll just give it to him, you hurry up and get out of here." Zhou Qiaoran kept winking at him.

"Damn it! Are you going to leave? If you don't, I'll call the police. If someone dies, even I can't tell." The "masked hero" showed his knife again.

"Okay, I'll go... I'll go..." Feng Dazhi stood up, walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, took out all the money in it, and threw it to the "masked Hero", said, "Don't hurt him, take the money and leave quickly."

"Fuck your mother! I'm not a bad guy!" The "Masked Hero" cursed while gesticulating with a knife.

Feng Dazhi no longer hesitated, opened the door and went downstairs, and fled like a wolf.

After returning home, he thought about it a lot, and felt that this matter was very strange, and there must be something ulterior in it.

Early the next morning, he went to the gate of the company early, hid behind the green trees, and watched quietly from the gap.

Sure enough, he saw Zhou Qiaoran.

She got off an SUV with a calm expression, turned her head and waved to the person in the driver's seat, and then walked towards the compound.

She was wearing a navy blue dress, her steps were light and powerful, and her black pointed leather shoes clattered against the concrete floor.

It sounds like the rhythm is fast, and it doesn't seem like he just suffered a life-and-death catastrophe last night, and there is not even a slight trace of fright.

On this day, Zhou Qiaoran resigned. She left the company with her suitcase, and left the city that made her die.

She returned to her hometown, went directly to the village chief's house, and said to him, "I want to contract the wasteland on the other side of the West River."

The village head asked her stupidly: "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Qiaoran said: "I want to start a breeding farm."

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Seeing this, Gao Zhiyuan raised his head and stared at Huang Yating dazedly, his lips moved, but he was speechless for a long time.

Huang Yating asked her: "What do you think of my story? Is it attractive?"

Gao Zhiyuan swallowed and said, "I want to drink a glass of wine."

"Okay, tell me, what kind of wine do you want to drink? Foreign wine or domestic wine?"

"Whatever you want, if you want...let's have some beer."

Huang Yating stood up, made a gesture, and when the waiter approached, she said, "Four beers, the iced ones, hurry up!"

The waiter nodded, turned and left, quickly brought over the beer, opened the bottle cap, poured two full glasses, and put them in front of them respectively.

Gao Zhiyuan couldn't wait to take a sip, swallowed it with a gulp, tapped his mouth, raised his head suddenly, and said, "This story is really wonderful, and it's beyond my expectation."

"Yes, I didn't expect you to give me such a high evaluation."

Gao Zhiyuan raised his glass, clinked it with Huang Yating, poured it into his stomach, took the empty glass in one hand, played with it, and asked, "Is the documentary right?"

Huang Yating took a sip and said, "The big frame is documentary, and the details are basically fabricated, because I'm not at the scene, so I can only rely on imagination."

"Then you should change the name inside."

"Change to what?"

"It's simple. You can choose a few names at will, and you can't use your real name. If you do that, you will get into trouble and you will be retaliated against."

"Isn't this a draft, I really want to publish it." Huang Yating raised her head and drank the wine in the glass, shook her head, with a slight smile on her lips, and said, "Old boy, do you think I'm a scared person? "

"That old guy is a figurehead."

"What can he do to me?"

"I will sue you for framing and slander."

"Fart, I'm not afraid of him!"

"You still want to post the story online? It's the rhythm of death, don't you think?"

"It's okay, I've already discussed with the editor, and the serialization will start after two months."

"Why two months?"

"Because... because two months later, the real version will be spread, and it will be dressed up, and women and children will know it. Another point, I registered a pseudonym online, and no one knows that I wrote it. Of course , except you, you can be regarded as the only insider."

"You trust me that much?"

"It's okay. If you are willing to use me as a bargaining chip to change to another official position, then send it directly to your mailbox. When you want to inform me, it's up to you."

"Huang Yating, Huang Yating, you really moved me, you moved me to death!"

"That's right, it's worth it for a scholar to die for his confidant!"

"You really regard me as a bosom friend?"

Huang Yating gave Gao Zhiyuan a blank look, picked up the bottle, filled him with beer, and said, "This is no nonsense, otherwise I could show you this."

"Thank you, thank you for your trust!" Gao Zhiyuan raised his glass to invite, touched each other lightly, and each drank down.

"Are you polite to me?"

"But I never understood, why do you trust me so much?"

"Because I like it."

"What do you like about me?"

(End of this chapter)