Life With You

The police arranged the meeting place and turned to leave. After all, Huang Cong was just a guard, not a criminal offender. In the private space, only Chang Jingle and him were two.

When Huang Cong saw Chang Jingle, he didn't pick up his eyelids. It seemed no surprise. He only spoke with a full tone of mocking: "What wind blows the son of the prosecutor|dean of the court to this place?"

Chang Jingle replied blankly: "I can help you and your mother pay bail."

Huang Cong sneered, "The weasel gives the rooster a New Year greeting."

Chang Jing said happily, "While talking about yourself, don't forget your mother."

As soon as he said this, the smile on Huang Cong's face directly froze into a cold look, staring at Chang Jingle on the opposite side, with spiteful eyes.

Chang Jingle didn’t feel pain or itching, and didn’t even pick his eyelids. He bluntly said, “Your dad called Dai Dai. He is in the hospital and cannot get out of bed. Dai Dai is a softhearted person, but he doesn’t want to see your mother and child. So let me come over, I'll pay the money later, and you can go anytime."

After all, Chang Jingle got up, Huang Cong spoke, and said coldly: "I want to send me a bail?"

Chang Jingle knew that Huang Cong would stop him, he understood, but he didn't make a difference, and looked at Huang Cong again, "Otherwise? I'll sue you for compensation for the loss of reputation. Do you pay?"

Huang Cong leaned forward, with his arms on the table, his turbid eyes stared at Chang Jingle, unable to say whether it was evil or a thief, and said without blinking: "You gave it to me."

Chang Jingle's eyes flashed the naked mockery, "Why?"

Huang Cong lowered his voice and said word by word: "Diana is my ex-wife."

Chang Jingle's expression became colder and colder, and a few seconds later he asked, "So?"

Huang Cong said: "So I have the right to pester her in my life, I just want to reunite with her."

As soon as he said this, Chang Jingle stretched out his hand abruptly, grabbed Huang Cong by the collar, and almost pulled him out from across the table. The sound of the chair cut through the quiet ears, but the police outside glanced at the window. Pretend not to see it.

Huang Cong didn't care, he sneered and said: "The second generation of officials is good. Not only the prosecutors|courts, you just leave, the police station is your back garden."

At that moment, Chang Jingle was really irritated, tearing Huang Cong’s heart, but only for a moment, he calmed down immediately, and said calmly: "If you dare to pester Diana again, let's go This is not to go to the detention center, but to the prison."

Huang Cong laughed at the rogue, "I didn't break the law, I just want to get back my old love. What reason do you have to send me to jail?" After all, without waiting for Chang Jingle to answer, he provocatively continued: "Diana and me Divorced, I divided 500 million, and now the restaurant in the night city is also open, and the second generation of the official is also nearby, she has stepped into the family of life, me? I am now a penniless commander, barefoot anyway I’m not afraid of wearing shoes, so I’ll wear it with her.

The following words suddenly turned into a choking, because Chang Jingle clamped Huang Cong’s neck with one hand, and the suffocation felt like death in his head. Huang Cong’s pupils shrank and he broke Chang Jingle’s hand. While kicking the table below, he wanted to make a movement for the police to stop.

However, the police did not come. Chang Jingle pushed forward with disgust and let go when Huang Cong's face was like pig liver.

Huang Cong's throat was sore and sore. He couldn't cough and cough, and couldn't stretch his hand to scratch it. Chang Jingle stared at him coldly and said in a deep voice, "How much?"

Huang Cong's ears roared, and it took a long time to raise his head, looking at Chang Jingle with red eyes, and then realized, "50 million."

Chang Jingle didn't even think about it, his eyes were ridiculed, and his tone was mocking, "Five million fractions are enough to buy a life, five million. Take the money and take your family out of Night City. Don't let me see you again. , Or it will make me anxious... You can't imagine the second generation of officials can do things, be careful that the money is available, and there is no life to spend."

Huang Cong was non-committal, Chang Jingle took out a business card from his trouser pocket and threw it on the table, "Call me if you figure it out, don't bargain with me."

Two days later, Chang Jingle received a call from Huang Cong, saying that it was 5 million agreed, but he asked him to meet and the location was fixed.

Hanging up, Chang Jingle immediately called George Sheng and said: "Huang Cong called me and asked me to meet at 8 o'clock tonight."

George Sheng said: "I sent him a message in the morning and asked you to come out. It turned out to be 30 million."

Chang Jingle asked: "He didn't doubt it?"

George Sheng said: "The other party contacted him with a 50% chance of making a call and a 50% chance of sending a message. I let someone intercept all the calls and text messages on his mobile phone, and now he can only receive from me. "

"And he was not surprised when the information was sent, which shows that I guessed it right."

Chang Jingle said, "Set up a stall and go out for fortune-telling. I have full authority to fund it."

George Sheng said: "Don't write happiness on your face, tonight is the highlight, you are the one who plays it."

Chang Jingle said, "Don't worry, you guys also run an entertainment company. Haven't eaten pork or seen a pig acting?"

George Sheng said: "I look forward to your good show."

"That is inevitable... Hey? Who do you call a pig?"

George Sheng doesn't want his pig teammates either. Success or failure depends on tonight.

Huang Cong made an appointment to see Chang Jingle at 8 o’clock. He entered a separate private room of a certain restaurant at around 7:00. He carried a black sports bag in his hand and asked for a pot of tea. After the clerk left, he opened the bag chain with a guilty conscience. Inside, there is a transparent bag in the bag with a knife in it. Someone sent him a text message today saying that the knife has Chang Jingle's fingerprints. As long as Chang Jingle enters the private room, he chooses one. Stabbing yourself at the right time, then shouting loudly to call people, all you need to do is grit your teeth, slam your foot and get a knife, and you will get 30 million.

Huang Cong thought in his heart that, plus Chang Jingle's 5 million, his foreign debt could be paid off, and there would still be 8 million left in his hand, and this trip to Night City would not be considered in vain.

If Chang Jingle goes to jail, don’t blame him for his cruel heart. Who made Chang Jingle want to be with Diana. In fact, when he was desperate in Canada, he thought about whether he would go back to Night City to ask Diana, but he knew her too well. What kind of temper was he? He was the one who made a big mistake. She would never forgive her in her life, so she didn't think about this way.

But there are people who want to pit their family, he is also a person with high debts, and people always have to think about themselves.

I'm sorry, Nana.

Seeing that there are still ten minutes until eight o’clock, Huang Cong was afraid that Chang Jingle would come in at any time, so he first hid the knife on the chair beside him, then pushed the chair under the table, and blocked it with a hanging tablecloth, so that he would always be there. Chang Jingle couldn't stop it when he could pick it up.

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard two "bangs", Huang Cong's heart shook, first glanced at the door of the room, as if it was not, and then after a glimpse of a figure outside the window, he was shocked and looked intently. It was a man in overalls with a safety rope tied to his body, a towel and a small bucket in his hand, and he was waving his hand.

Huang Cong got up and came to the window, opened the window, the man wearing a mask, and said: "Excuse me, please help me pick it up. The equipment is malfunctioning. Now the rope can't be put down, I have to go in from this floor."

There was a ghost in Huang Cong's heart, his face flushed with fright, and he didn't speak, but he still instinctively stepped forward. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, the man wearing a mask suddenly wrapped the towel in his hand and immediately wrapped it around Huang Cong's neck. Cong was shocked, and instinctively backed away. The man hanging outside the window pressed his foot against the wall, Huang Cong leaped forward, half of his body hanging outside.

He firmly grasped the towel around his neck, his legs stuck on the window that was not fully open, he would rather slowly suffocate than be thrown downstairs.

When his life was hanging for a moment, he heard the people in front of him gritted his teeth and said: "A death certificate is always more difficult to overturn than a living certificate. With the Sheng family's 20 million, he will buy you a life!"