Chapter 391

"It should be less." The senior executive walked over and stood in front of Ying Hannian's desk. He said anxiously, "what's the situation of the disappearance of the old man? I can't find it after several days. Isn't something wrong?"

Smell speech, should cold year lift Mou evil spirit ground to see him one eye, satirize a tunnel, "if the old man sees you so care about him, certainly moved tearful."

"Ying Shao, don't tease me. You know what I'm in a hurry." The senior manager stood there and said, "I'm just worried that the disappearance of the old man is caused by Mu Xianfeng. He must be plotting something secretly. You can't be punished by him."

Now people of the two groups have the same idea. The other party must have done the missing of the old man. The other party must have a backhand. The other party must make a big story.

"What do you think?"

Answer the question of the cold year. "Instead of waiting to die, it's better to start first." The senior executives came here after meeting with other people, "first hold down the young and the old. In case the old man can't come back, we have to figure out how to legally and reasonably seize the position of decision maker."

Ying Hannian turned the cigarette lighter in his hand, and his thin lips lifted a radian. "Maybe Mu Xianfeng thought the same way."

It's a little interesting.

"Ah?"

The executive was stunned.

"Go down first and tell everyone not to move for the time being. Don't give me too many hands and feet."

"Should be less..."

"Why do you have a problem with my words?" Ying Hannian glanced at him unhappily, his eyes suddenly cold.

The executive was startled. He knew that Ying Hannian had the same temperament and quickly bowed his head, "Ying Shao, I'm talkative. I'll go first."

Ying Hannian coldly watched him leave. He looked down at a desk calendar in front of him and turned two pages. Looking at the date on it, Ying Jun's face frowned.

A few days less.

I'm upset!

The old man is missing. Who is playing chess?

The mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrates. Ying Hannian coldly picks up the mobile phone, which is the police number from s city.

He picked up the phone and asked, "is this Mr. Ying Hannian?"

"It's me."

In response to the cold year. "Hello, it's like this. A fire broke out in your single family villa in the middle of the mountain on XX road last night. Because no one found it, the fire was not put out in time, and it burned seriously. Now we haven't found out whether it was man-made or not. Please come back and help us deal with it." Tell him the whole thing.

Fire?

The house in the middle of the mountain was burned?

How can it happen suddenly in yinghannian

Suddenly, there was a flash in his eyes, and his voice was deep and cheerful. "OK, I know. I'll go back and deal with it as soon as possible."

“…… Well, well, that's Mr. Ying. "

The other party jammed for a while. It's estimated that it's the first time I met someone who was in a good mood because his house was burned.

Ying Hannian hung up the phone, his eyes fell on the number of the calendar, and the radian of his lips rose more and more

It seems that this time, all the luck is on his side.

……

At night.

Mu Ziliang was half lying in his wheelchair, looking at the moonlight outside the window. The moonlight fell on his gray hair, which was very vicissitudes.

Originally, he just stayed and waited to see the situation in the Imperial City, but now, he seldom thought about it every day. What he thought was that the Lin family was baffled.

I think I can't sleep.

He has big things in his heart, so he shouldn't pay attention to them at all. But sometimes, he looks at the Lin family happily No, it's noisy, greasy and crooked. It's just uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside.

In the middle of the night, it started again.

The Lin family did not feel peaceful for a moment.

Mu Ziliang tried to support himself and let himself sit up. He was so tired that his head was empty for several seconds. He almost fell out of his wheelchair.

Disgusted with his embarrassment, he clenched his teeth and pressed the remote control button to operate the wheelchair to the door.

Mu Ziliang raised his hand to open the door. The light in the living room was turned off. Only two flashlight lights of mobile phones appeared in the direction of the sofa, vaguely shining on Lin Yi and her grandfather's face.

“……”

What are these two people doing? Muziliang craned his neck in disgust, and saw two people sitting face to face in front of the tea table playing chess. Lin Yi lowered his voice and said in a small voice, "grandfather, you are too crazy to play chess. Most of the night you pull me to play chess, aren't you afraid that grandma will find out?

”

"she's asleep, and aren't we very secretive now?"

The old man also said in a very low voice.

Grandparents and grandchildren make it look like thieves.

"I'm afraid you'll have to sleep on the floor tomorrow, but grandma is a terrible man." Lin Yi said in a voice as he played chess."It's OK. I'm old. It's good for my back to sleep hard."

"Puchi -"

Lin Yi couldn't help laughing and quickly covered his mouth for fear of startling others.

“……”

Together, they are nearly 100 years old. They are so childish.

Muziliang was speechless. Soon, the sound of footsteps came, and the grandparents and grandchildren almost jumped up.

But Lin Guanting came over with a cup of warm water soaked with medlar, and said, "I knew you were playing chess here again. Come on, Dad, I haven't played with you for a long time. I'll play with you."

"No, you stink!"

My grandfather waved his hand in disgust.

But Lin Guanting didn't listen. He knelt down beside Lin Yi and began to play chess.

His grandfather scolded him for playing chess, but Lin Guanting didn't care. He continued to play chess. Lin Yi sat on one side and laughed quietly.

“……”

No big, no small, no long, no young.

Muziliang looked at them and wanted to sneer, but he didn't know why. Suddenly he couldn't laugh.

He just sat at the door of the room. He couldn't move and looked at them in the dark. They played chess with the light of their mobile phone. You said a word and I said a word. He was smiling and had no sense of generation.

The light of the mobile phone is not bright, but he feels dazzling.

His children and grandchildren have never been so relaxed and casual in front of him. He looks at them and imagines his children laughing and playing around him, but he can't imagine such a scene.

Lin Yi watched them play chess, and suddenly felt something. He stood up and shone his flashlight on the door not far away.

Muziliang was sitting in a wheelchair, his face suddenly exposed to the light.

“……”

Lin Yi was stunned.

“……”

Mu Ziliang turned his head.

Lin Yi takes a look at his father and grandfather who are playing chess. Then he goes to muziliang and pushes him outside.

"What are you doing?" Mu Ziliang frowned discontentedly.

"Push you out for a walk, the moon is very good today."

Lin Yi said and pushed him directly out of the gate.

"I don't look at the moon." Mu Ziliang refused with a smelly face, but now he has no action ability, so he can only be pushed away by her passively.