Catastrophe

Meng Fan's office is very large. In addition to the office space, it also has a lounge, a tea room, a cloakroom and a small conference room, making it look like a small apartment.

After Wang Minglang was brought back, he was locked in the cloakroom. Ning Zhe and the others had been busy all night before, and now they finally had time to relax. Everyone found a place to rest. Ning Zhe was lying on the sofa in the office, just thinking about squinting. Yes, the phone next to me began to vibrate.

Ning Zhe glanced at the caller ID, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and connected Meng Fan's phone number: "Uncle Meng?"

Meng Fan's questioning came from the receiver, making Ning Zhe's eardrums bulge: "Ning Zhe, do you have something wrong with your brain?! What did you take Wang Minglang to the headquarters for?!"

When Ning Zhe heard this, he immediately asked in a dumbfounded manner: "Uncle Meng, didn't you tell me to do this? Now that I've done it, it's fine if you don't praise me, why are you still scolding? "

"Do you mean to do things?" Meng Fan heard this, his tone became more severe: "What I asked you to do was to kill Wang Minglang, but what about you? You brought him back to the headquarters, this is the What did I tell you to do?!"

"Uncle Meng, I don't agree with you." Ning Zhe lay on the sofa, basking in the sun and picked up the cigarette case: "If I understand correctly, I joined the Dark Horse Company, not the Dark Horse Guard. It's not a job of fighting and killing, I'm just an ordinary person, and Wang Minglang has no grievances with me, if you open your mouth and let me kill, then I can't do it!"

Meng Fan's breathing was heavy: "Ning Zhe, do you think I don't know about your nonsense? How did you get along in the fortress, don't you know? You are a thorn in the refugee area! You are now Tell me, you dare not kill?"

"There are no laws in the refugee area, but the fortress is different!" Ning Zhe blinked his eyes wisely: "Uncle, I'm afraid of crime!"

Meng Fan was annoyed for a moment: "You don't even know what the criminal law looks like. Are you afraid of committing crimes?!"

"Uncle Meng, don't be angry." Seeing that Meng Fan was at a loss for words, Ning Zhe hurriedly went back to make up for it: "If you really think that Wang Minglang can't stay, then I will do it now, and promise that today next week, Wang Minglang will burn. The first seven days!"

Meng Fan broke the defense again: "Bullshit! You murdered in my office because you were afraid that the whole company would not know about it, right?"

Ning Zhe had a smile on his face, but his voice was very aggrieved: "Then how to fix it?"

"Keep an eye on Wang Minglang, and before I go back, don't allow anyone to contact him!" Meng Fan dropped a sentence and hung up the phone.

...

In the vast desert in the refugee area, the land fortress that Qu Xiangran was riding in was billowing with smoke and dust, and was returning to No. 87. After Meng Fan and Ning Zhe spoke on the phone, he walked into the room where Qu Xiangran was holding the satellite phone.

Qu Xiangran was sitting at the tea table at the moment, mixing scented tea with tools, seeing Meng Fan's displeased face, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did he say?"

"This little **** is so devilish! He played tricks with me! He actually said he was afraid of crime! His grandmother's! I've lived so much, I've never heard of refugees talking about the law!" Meng Fan complained After saying a word, he stopped: "...I'm not talking about you."

"It doesn't matter." Qu Xiangran didn't care about this: "People can't change their origin, but they can change their class, but no matter how high I climb, I can't change the fact that I used to be a refugee. Tetsu is smart, and he's also trying to change his identity."

"Yeah! He kidnapped Wang Minglang back to the headquarters, and detained him in my office, making it clear that he was directing Cheng Wenhan's hatred on us! In this way, he changed from a murderer to an arrester. It is impossible for Cheng Wenhan to let go of his body to wrestle with Ning Zhe, and Wang Minglang is not dead, so he has a lot of concerns, and now he must think that you want to keep Wang Minglang, and the purpose is to put pressure on him!"

Meng Fan sat on the sofa opposite Qu Xiangran: "Although we can see through Ning Zhe's careful thoughts, we can't explain this matter to Cheng Wenhan, because Wang Minglang himself made mistakes first, and this kind of thing Once we really want to explain, we are equivalent to bowing our heads to Cheng Wenhan! Ning Zhe's method is very simple, but it is also very effective.

"You have been in a high position for too long. No matter what you usually say to the people below, in order to flatter you and win your favor, they will unconditionally choose to do it." Qu Xiangran picked up the kettle, and as the hot water poured in, The tea in the teapot churns with the water: "People from refugee areas generally don't have that much reverence for power, and they don't understand the rules of this society. When dealing with such people, you can't use the eyes of those in the fortress to go to the fortress. Look at them."

"Yeah." Meng Fan held up the teapot and poured water into Qu Xiangran's cup: "This little brat has spiritual energy and courage, but unfortunately his background is destined to be too high, otherwise, I really I want to take him with me to train."

Qu Xiangran looked at Meng Fan: "Why, are you saying I'm petty?"

"I just don't quite understand it." Meng Fan did not shy away from this question: "I always thought you were a handsome talent, with great vigour and wisdom, but you seemed to be a little too wary of Ning Zhe. "

"It's not Ning Zhe that I'm on guard against, but his identity."

Qu Xiangran picked up the cigarette case on the table: "Do you know why the fortress in Beihuang never uses refugees? Because the environment here is too deformed, the refugees have no sense of belonging to the fortress, and the chaebols dare not take their own lives. And the foundation of life is handed over to this group of people, and it is even more impossible for them to have weapons.

If Ning Zhe was an ordinary fortress youth, I would never target him like this, but he is a refugee! The road he's walking now is the one I've already walked. In the process of climbing up from the bottom, there is no romance in life, only blood and tears every step of the way. The refugees want to be in the fortress. This is a process of constantly losing their illusions. They have to let go of everything that is useless to them, especially emotions, because in the process of climbing, they will face countless temptations and have many enemies.

After living in the environment of the refugee area for a long time, people will become numb, and eventually become a selfish and ruthless careerist. In order to change Siyao's view of me, I can let Ning Zhe stay in the dark horse, but I absolutely can't allow him to climb too high, whether it's for the dark horse or Siyao!

There are many talents in this world, but Ning Zhe's background is doomed that he is not a suitable candidate. He has honed his ability in refugee areas, but people who do not follow the rules often have greater ambitions, and I There's no need to gamble on him. "

After listening to Qu Xiangran's response, Meng Fan didn't say more, and said, "Now Ning Zhe has detained the person, what should we do about Wang Minglang?"

Qu Xiangran picked up the teacup and gently blew the floating tea leaves: "Cheng Wenhan asked someone to pick up Wang Minglang, how are you going to settle him?"

"Using the transport team to send him out of the city. This transport team is heading to the west ~www.readwn.com~ west? That's the territory of the Xiahou Clan."

"In recent years, Cheng Wenhan has invested a lot of industries in Xiahou's site, and he should be making a way out for himself."

"Cheng Wenhan has a lot of ambition, but his ability is still too mediocre. Now that the dark horse company has achieved such a big market, his thinking has always stayed at the stage where he needs to find attachment, rather than becoming bigger and stronger."

Qu Xiangran shook his head slightly: "The current size of the dark horse company is too large, so big that the chaebols cannot ignore it. In their opinion, the dark horse is a piece of fat, if the current head of the dark horse company is Cheng Wenhan. , it is estimated that this company has long been swallowed up. Now that we have the opportunity of Wang Minglang, let's take a step forward. In the past two years, I have given Cheng Wenhan a lot of room for development in order to expand the site. Now it seems that he It's time to prune those branches and branches."

Meng Fan was not surprised by Qu Xiangran's choice: "Then how do you deal with this kid Ning Zhe?"

Qu Xiangran smiled and said, "He's just a grandson monkey. He turns somersaults, urinates, and starts to be complacent with a little cleverness, but he doesn't know that he is destined to be unable to escape from the palm of the Buddha's hand."