Da Qin: Self-destruction and time travel, I will extend my life for Qin for a thousand years

Chapter 252

Everyone present could feel that Wu Qianhua called Huang Qian "sister-in-law", obviously from Gao Fei's point of view, which made Wu Qing and his wife feel happy, and at the same time made Gao Fei frown slightly. He knew that this title meant that the relationship between Wu Qianhua and him was extraordinary. Huang Qian was overjoyed, and Wu Qing took the opportunity to introduce Gao Fei's work at the Hebei Nan Beishan Group to Wu Qianhua. Gao Fei raised his glass and touched the table to congratulate Wu Qianhua. Wu Qianhua nodded in response, naturally understanding the meaning of Gao Fei's congratulations.

As the host tonight, Wu Qing proposed to raise a toast together to ease the worries and atmosphere: "Mr. Wu, Gao Fei, Huang Qian, and this young lady, how about we raise a toast together whether we are drinking or tasting tea?" ?" Everyone had no objection to this.

After Wu Qianhua put down his wine glass, Huang Qian enthusiastically recommended Jinan's signature dishes. However, Wu Qianhua suggested that we talk about business first, and Huang Qian immediately nodded in agreement. Wu Qianhua took out women's cigarettes from her bag, and the little black girl Katelia lit them for her. Wu Qianhua held the cigarette elegantly and said softly to Wu Qing: "I have read the contract carefully and from the perspective of Kangnai Group, I am very satisfied. But considering your relationship with Gao Fei, I decided to void the contract. New I will arrange for someone to negotiate with you again about the contract. I hope you won’t make the same mistake again.”

Wu Qing was heartbroken and nodded repeatedly in assurance. Gao Fei remained silent, looking at Wu Qianhua with an unfamiliar look in his eyes. For eight years, Wu Qianhua left him only pain and hatred. Now she is a familiar stranger to him. Wu Qianhua suggested chatting with Gao Fei alone, and Wu Qing and his wife left wisely.

Only Gao Fei and Wu Qianhua were left in Nuo Da's box, and the atmosphere seemed particularly deserted and awkward.

After a long time, Wu Qianhua slowly took out an MP5 player from his bag, pressed it gently and placed it on the table. Immediately, a familiar melody sounded in the box: "The wind stops here, the rain stops here..." This is the old song called "Qianhua", which was once Gao Fei's favorite, but Because the title of the song fits the emotion in his heart.

The singing was flowing in the box. It was originally a brisk rhythm, but at this moment it brought an indescribable heaviness to Gao Fei, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Wu Qianhua spoke softly, as if lost in memories: "Xiao Fei, do you still remember how we met?" Gao Fei closed her eyes tightly and remained silent.

Wu Qianhua continued to talk about the past: "We met on the Internet. At that time, your ghost dance fascinated me, and my name was Qianhua. Later, you changed my nickname for me and called it 'You are my Qianhua'." Hua'. We once fought Landlord together and argued endlessly over a few Happy Beans. Those players who were cheated by us would use their trumpets to call us stupid, but we laughed even more. "

Gao Fei picked up the tea cup and poured the cooled tea into his mouth along with the tea leaves. The bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue. Wu Qianhua picked up the wine glass, swayed the red wine, and continued: "That was the happiest time in my life, and I will never forget it. But later, I began to be dissatisfied with your satisfaction. I worked in a welfare factory and earned a meager monthly salary. But I longed for a more materially rich life. We started to quarrel frequently. You said that I disliked the poor and loved the rich, and I said that you had no ambition. Finally, we had an argument. Then I met someone."

Speaking of this, Wu Qianhua drank the red wine in one gulp, and a bright red appeared on his face: "That's a wealthy British businessman, I met on the Internet. He promised to give me everything I wanted, in order to prove his Sincerely, I transferred 100,000 US dollars to my account that night.”

Gao Fei finally spoke, her voice calm: "Then you met him, and then you broke up with me." Wu Qianhua turned off the MP5 and nodded: "Yes, I met him a week later . He is the president of the British Cornell Group, a billionaire. When he handed the visa to me, I realized that it was all true."

Gao Fei played with the tea cup and asked in a low voice: "You are in a good relationship now, right?" Wu Qianhua smiled bitterly: "When he was alive, our relationship was indeed very good." Gao Fei frowned: "He is dead?" Wu Qianhua sighed: "Yes, he passed away at the age of eighty-three."

Gao Fei was shocked: "So he's an old man?" Wu Qianhua nodded: "Yes, he was seventy-five years old when he married me." Gao Fei suddenly felt sick, as if he had gone back to the time when he heard that Hong Yan was an old man. How a man feels when he is a woman. He quickly picked up the herbal tea left by Wu Qing and suppressed the discomfort.

Wu Qianhua stared at Gao Fei closely: "I know you must feel sick now, because I know you have psychological mysophobia. Every time you encounter something uncomfortable, you will drink cold water to calm yourself." Gao Fei Putting down the tea cup, he said calmly: "You are right, I will never get rid of this problem. But no matter what, you got everything you wanted from that old man." Wu Qianhua admitted frankly: "Yes, I He got money and status. Before he died, he gave me 30% of the shares of Cornell Group and made me the president.”

Gao Fei raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said jokingly: "Mr. Wu, you are now a billionaire, with unlimited glory."

Wu Qianhua covered her lips and chuckled, and responded calmly: "That's the truth, no need to say anything more."

Gao Fei continued: "Now that you have experienced all the hardships, you should go find that young talent and share a happy time. But don't forget, I don't want to hear you saying that you want to be a widow for that old man, otherwise I won't even offer you the tea." I don’t even dare to drink anymore.”

Wu Qianhua sighed softly: "Your words are still as sharp as a knife."

She looked at Gao Fei affectionately, her eyes full of tenderness: "You are right, after he passed away, I did intend to find a new partner. And, I am working hard to do so."

Gao Fei's eyes were slightly cold and he asked calmly: "You mean, you want to get back together with me?"

Wu Qianhua nodded firmly: "That's right! We once had love, but lacked financial foundation. Now I have enough wealth, although it was based on our painful breakup and consumed eight years of youth. But we We are still young, you are 26 and I am 28, in the golden age of life. I hope to find our love again! If you are willing, I can even give you the position of president of Kangnai Group to prove your love in my heart. weight."

However, when Wu Qianhua noticed the growing coldness in Gao Fei's eyes, she couldn't help but shudder: "Gao Fei, I...did I say something wrong?"

Gao Fei said calmly: "From your perspective, your words are indeed impeccable."

He held the tea cup tightly and whispered: "But in my opinion, you are wrong on at least two points."

Wu Qianhua asked: "What two points?"

Gao Fei stretched out his index finger and shook it: "First, I am not interested in your wealth, let alone accept the so-called position of president. I am just an ordinary person, not suitable for that kind of high position."

Wu Qianhua's face changed slightly, and Gao Fei extended his middle finger again: "Second, from the day you left, my feelings for you have disappeared. I came today only because of Wu Qing. If you are angry with him because of this, I have my own solution."

After saying that, Gao Fei stood up and walked towards the door. Wu Qianhua hurriedly stopped him: "Gao Fei, stop!"

Gao Fei stopped and asked without looking back: "Mr. Wu, what else can I do?"

Wu Qianhua walked quickly behind him, hugged him tightly, and choked with sobs: "Gaofei, please don't leave. I love you. For the past eight years, I have been thinking about you every night. Only thinking about you, I can sleep. Promise me, let’s start over and I’ll give you more compensation.”

Gao Fei said coldly: "You have changed, and so have I. Some people have become better, while others have fallen. Unfortunately, I am the latter."

He whispered and opened the door. Wu Qianhua hugged him again, breathing heavily: "Gaofei, don't leave! Tell me, why don't you stay?"

Gao Fei asked blankly: "What's the reason?"

Wu Qianhua said tremblingly: "Because I love you, very much!" Gao Fei sneered: "Love me? How much is your love worth?"

Wu Qianhua was well aware of Gao Fei's character. She firmly believed that as long as she said those two words, Gao Fei would suddenly turn around, hug her tightly, pinch her neck, and roar angrily: "You are mine, as long as Belong to me, I won’t let you leave me again, never!”

However, what made her heart sink was that Gao Fei just gently grabbed her drooping hand, slowly opened it, and then walked out of the room without looking back.

"Xiao Fei!" Wu Qianhua called desperately, holding the door with both hands weakly, and finally collapsed to the ground, tears pouring out like a bursting dam.

Gao Fei slowly left the Yueming Hotel and looked up at the sky. She saw clear wind, light clouds and a bright moon. He murmured to himself: "The weather is very good tonight, perfect for killing people." After that, he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

One o'clock in the morning, Villa No. 16, in the southern mountain villa area. Dark clouds suddenly rose, covering the bright moon, and the south wind suddenly stopped, making the air dull and hot.

"What the hell, it rained heavily yesterday morning. Why is it so gloomy tonight? Is it going to rain again?" Erhu, who was patrolling with Dazhang, complained in a low voice and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Da Zhang yawned and said lazily: "It's a June day, and the child's face changes at any time. What time is it now?"

"It's one o'clock, stay up for another two hours, and Gouzi and the others will come to take over." Erhu took out his mobile phone, looked around, and whispered: "Dazhang, have you heard? The security guard we took over this time The mission seems to be very profitable.”

Da Zhang nodded: "It must be profitable, otherwise why would the captain be so interested? I also heard that someone wants to assassinate the old man in the villa. Sometimes I wonder, what should we do if someone really dares to come?"

Erhu laughed and waved the baton in his hand: "You dare to come? Come and beat one, or two and beat a pair! Didn't you listen to the captain? As long as our powerful security is here, this place will be an iron wall! Don't talk about killers, they are just flies. Don’t even think about flying in!”

Just as Dazhang and Erhu were standing at the door of the villa talking, a faint black shadow quietly floated behind them like a ghost.

Gao Fei, dressed in black, climbed into the villa yard inside the iron fence as lightly as a ghost. The last time he visited the site, he noticed the thin steel wires on the walls on both sides of the villa. Although it was easy to avoid them, he didn't bother and slipped into the villa right under the noses of the two security guards.

He nimbly climbed over the iron fence, rolled smoothly, and hid behind the reception room of the villa. Then he quickly walked to the main building of the villa close to the wall, grabbed the air conditioner outside the first floor, jumped lightly, and went up to the window on the second floor.

The last time he visited, Gao Fei had already figured out the location of Zhong Deshan's bedroom from Chen Yinqing. At this moment, he clung to the wall and looked around: there were people patrolling the main entrance and the east and west sides of the villa, but there was no one in the courtyard.

Compared with the residences of some big figures in Hong Kong, Taiwan and abroad, Zhong Deshan's villa security is in vain. And those security personnel are ridiculously amateurish. They may be able to scare petty thieves, but in the eyes of experts like Gao Fei, they are just decorations.

After Gao Fei carefully observed the surrounding environment, he took out a knife, gently cut a hole in the screen window, and then bent down and got in. This room is the bathroom on the second floor, and the scent of shower gel still lingers. It seems that Zhong Deshan took a bath before resting.

"Are you ready to be stabbed?" Gao Fei sneered in his heart and walked briskly to the door. He listened carefully to what was going on outside, then opened the door and stepped into the corridor. The corridor was dark, but a wall lamp was lit in the hall on the first floor, giving off a lifeless light.

Everything seemed to be calm, as Gao Fei expected, without any signs of surprise.

"Is it too easy to get these three million US dollars?" Gao Fei had doubts in his heart. It was so smooth that it was almost eerie. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, as if his every move was under the prying eyes of others.

He was convinced that he had already figured out all the surveillance layout in the villa, and this operation also successfully avoided all informants. But where does this sense of uneasiness come from?

Gao Fei clung to the wall and closed his eyes to listen. Apart from the clicking of the clock, there was nothing else moving in Nuo Da's villa.

Am I too sensitive, or have I made a mistake in judgment as a result of not taking action for a long time? He thought to himself, then opened his eyes, stood still for a moment, and then quietly walked towards Zhong Deshan's bedroom.

Lao Su's bedroom door was made of mahogany, and the door lock was high-end and exquisite, but in Gao Fei's eyes it was just a decoration. He easily unlocked the door with the wire and slowly pushed the door open, feeling a strange smell coming into his nose.

This is not the stale smell unique to the elderly, but a fishy smell similar to that of dogs, sheep and other animals. Gao Fei frowned slightly, wondering: How could there be such a strange smell in Zhong Deshan's bedroom? Did he actually keep a pet here?

He remained calm and continued to push the door open. The room was dark, but with the dim light from the window, he could still see a person curled up on the bed, covered with a blanket, breathing evenly.

Gao Fei stood leaning against the door and listened for a moment, then slowly raised the scalpel in her hand and walked towards the big bed.

Although he hasn't touched a gun for a long time, his sword skills are getting better and better. For this assassination, a scalpel was enough. He stood on tiptoes, quietly approached the bed, and suddenly lifted the blanket——

However, the sight in front of him shocked him: there was a white mass under the sheets!
"Squeak!" A sharp scream suddenly sounded, and a white light jumped up like lightning and went straight to Gao Fei's throat. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he instinctively tilted his head back while the scalpel passed horizontally.

What kind of monster is this! ? Gao Fei retreated three meters, feeling shocked and confused. The white shadow missed the target and immediately launched another fierce attack. The screams pierced the night sky and struck him like lightning.

Gao Fei's heartstrings tightened, and what was supposed to be the elderly Zhong Deshan instantly turned into a white shadow, attacking him at an alarming speed. Even someone as courageous as him, who had experienced countless thrills, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

However, Gao Fei knew that the most important thing at this moment was to quickly evacuate this strange house. The assassination target is exposed, and the first priority is to retreat, without any hesitation.

Bai Ying screamed repeatedly and rushed towards him. Gao Fei did not dare to confront him head-on, so he dodged and rushed straight to the window. Bai Ying jumped out of the air, bounced back, and continued to pursue. Facing this ghostly pursuit, even Gao Fei, who is famous for his "ghost dance", can't help but feel chilled.

(End of this chapter)