Chapter 301

Tang Miao's progress in England was going smoothly, whether it was work or life, everything was almost on the right track. Moreover, although Tang Miao did not have the natural talent for design like Liang Xiaoxiao, she did have a keen sense of fashion trends and styles.

With this kind of unique vision, coupled with Lin Muyang's technical support behind him, Tang Miao soon made a name for herself in England.

After the first batch of Liang Xiaoxiao's designs were produced, they were quickly sold out in conjunction with a series of marketing plans carefully designed by Tang Miao. After her communication with Liang Xiaoxiao, after a slight improvement, the second batch and the third batch also achieved good results.

But in the country at this time, since Song Ling's riot, he seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again. Huang Haotian's explanation to Liang Xiaoxiao was that Song Ling went out to relax and adjusted his state by the way.

Liang Xiaoxiao and Tang Miao believed it dubiously, because for a long time to come, Song Ling really never did anything again.

But only Huang Haotian knew that the number of times Song Ling went to prison recently was very ordinary.

It is not surprising to go to prison, but there is a man in the prison named Zhuo Erfan.

"Have you really thought it through?" Song Lingru was as sharp and sharp as he was when negotiating with people in the mall, with his hands on his lap, his body leaned back, and he lay on the chair, with an air of planning.

"..." Zhuo Erfan on the opposite side looked at Song Ling, who had come to him for the third time this week, with an unknown smile on his lips. He looked at Song Ling provocatively, playing with the shackles on his hands.

Song Ling remained calm on the surface, but his hands began to tighten involuntarily. The white hand being held and the trembling wrist all showed one thing - Song Ling was nervous, or he was afraid .

"For you and me, there are only advantages and no disadvantages. I can let you go out now." Song Ling narrowed his eyes, concealing his inner uncertainty, he opened his mouth, trying to persuade Zhuo Erfan again.

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhuo Erfan finally stopped being silent, but put down his Erlang legs on the table, and slowly approached Song Ling, staring at Song Ling's face with burning eyes, not letting go of every corner .

"It's ridiculous. I used to be the president of a listed company that was on par with the Huangshi Group. Now that I'm here, I want to be your subordinate and listen to your work. Why should I take advantage of it?" Zhuoerfan dismissed it. .

"It's good that you can come out, do you think Huang Haotian will let you go easily?" Song Ling's face was ashen, trying to suppress his anger, trying to regain his initiative.

"Oh, kid, tell me clearly what your purpose of coming here is, and what you really want to do, I'll consider whether to agree or not." Zhuo Erfan sneered, he knew that Song Ling was the man who made Tang Miao cry late at night.

"You!..." Song Ling was impatient, and slapped his hands on the table heavily, leaning over his upper body, and was about to reach out and grab Zhuo Erfan's collar, but Zhuo Erfan still looked fearless, you can help me He looked unmoved.

"Okay, Song Ling." A sudden voice broke the tense situation. The two turned their heads and saw a familiar voice, it was Huang Haotian who came.

"Yo, even you are here, now I dare not agree to your cooperation." Zhuoerfan raised his eyebrows at Huang Haotian who was walking slowly, which made Song Ling lose his mind in such a hurry , actually need Huang Haotian to come forward...

It must not be that simple for Song Ling to find him to cooperate with.

"Song Ling, I know what you want to do, but have you considered the danger of Zhuo Erfan?" Huang Haotian called Song Ling out and chatted with him alone.

"You will protect Liang Xiaoxiao well, I just need him to help me find Tang Miao..." Song Ling lowered his head stubbornly, he knew that he was selfish, but he had no choice.

"Why do you think that Zhuoerfan can help you, or why should he agree to you?" Huang Haotian sneered disdainfully, shaking his head disappointed at Song Ling. Now he really has no sense at all. disappointment.

"..." Song Ling pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Zhu Erfan loves Liang Xiaoxiao, but even so, he can hurt Liang Xiaoxiao like that. How do you think he will treat Tang Miao in order to achieve his goal?"

"Even if you let him out, he is willing to do things for you. Tang Miao has long since lost any affection for Zhuoerfan because of Liang Xiaoxiao's matter. Even Xiaoxiao doesn't want to see Zhuoerfan anymore. Why do you Do you think Tang Miao would think about it?"

"If Tang Miao comes back at that time, what are you going to do with Zhuo Erfan?"

Huang Haotian's repeated questioning made Song Ling fall into deep thought. But he was not reconciled, Liang Xiaoxiao would definitely not help him find Tang Miao, the only person in this small town who could attract Tang Miao's attention was Zhuo Erfan.

"I just want to find Tang Miao and start over. I don't want to miss her for the rest of my life." Song Ling looked at Huang Haotian with pleading eyes, almost his humblest moments were all because of Tang Miao.

Huang Haotian sighed in his heart, how could he not understand? Song Ling's relationship with Tang Miao was like his relationship with Liang Xiaoxiao. It was an affection that would never change in a lifetime.

At the most impossible time, they walked into the hearts of the two of them irresistibly, as if by fate, so that they could no longer tolerate anything else, how could they be willing to give up just like that!

Huang Haotian sighed, "Actually, there is another way, I can let you release Zhuoerfan..."

Song Ling looked up at Huang Haotian full of hope. The two whispered for a long time, and Song Ling's expression changed from serious to complicated, to a final sigh, and then to decisiveness.

Zhuo Erfan has been carefully observing the expressions of Huang Haotian and Song Ling through the gap, but helplessly, the distance between the two is too far, he can only faintly see the dispute between the two at the beginning, but there are more, but no matter what. I can't see clearly.

Zhuo Erfan wanted to agree in his heart, all the conditions Song Ling discussed with him were just one purpose, to find Tang Miao. He can take advantage of this opportunity, escape to another place, and start over.

Although Zhuo Erfan was captured by Huang Haotian, it does not mean that his family business was destroyed. He was still unwilling to give up on Liang Xiaoxiao, and refused to let go of his family feud.

In any case, all the speculations that Huang Haotian said to Song Ling just now were correct. Zhuoerfan seemed to be quiet, but in fact, he was quiet, and there was an undercurrent of enthusiasm.

"The discussion is over? Why, have you decided how to deal with me yet?" Zhuo Erfan saw the two men starting to walk back, and quickly sat upright, waiting for the two to come and tell him the final result.

Song Ling didn't get impatient this time, but sat beside Huang Haotian, not intending to speak. Everything is still in the hands of Huang Haotian.

"Heh, why, even your future lifelong affairs should be handed over to Huang Haotian? You are really an obedient lackey!" Zhuoerfan hated seeing Huang Haotian's appearance of controlling the overall situation the most, hated He satirized Song Ling hatefully.

Song Ling just gave him a mocking look, smiled meaningfully, and didn't speak.

"Let's make a bet." Huang Haotian waited for the interaction between the two to complete, then opened his mouth and drew his attention back.

"Oh? What bet?" Zhuo Erfan looked at Huang Haotian with interest, his eyes full of provocation.

"Bet... Liang Xiaoxiao has you in her heart, how about it?" Huang Haotian suddenly smiled, tilted his head to look at Zhuo Erfan, met his gaze without any hesitation, and confronted each other secretly.

Zhuoerfan sat up straight all of a sudden, and leaned aggressively in front of Huang Haotian, "Hey, the most powerful President Huang is willing to take out his own woman as a condition? What happened today? ? The sun came out in the west?"

Huang Haotian stretched out his hand to push away Zhuo Erfan's tight face, frowning, "I'm just giving her a chance to force her to see something clearly by herself as soon as possible."

Zhuo Erfan was pushed away by Huang Haotian, and he quickly sat back in his seat, looking at the two people opposite him in a leisurely manner, sizing them up non-stop, as if he was observing and finding out the truth of their conspiracy.

"I've already made up my mind on Liang Xiaoxiao's mind. This is just to make you give up. Then take what I gave you and go abroad immediately. I will arrange a residence for you and spend your whole life there. .”

Hearing Huang Haotian's rampant tone, Zhuo Erfan's expression was no longer as cynical as before, but gradually gloomy. Looking at his gradually changing expression, Huang Haotian knew that Zhuo Erfan had begun to take the bait.

Huang Haotian and Song Ling secretly looked at each other, and exchanged glances calmly.

Song Ling wanted to say something unwillingly, but in the end she closed her mouth and just looked at Huang Haotian's expression, except that she was as respectful as at the beginning. The whole person is like a wimpy rural man, curled up in a ball in fear.

Zhuo Erfan secretly saw the series of interactions between Huang Haotian and Song Ling, and smacked his lips thoughtfully, with some conclusions in his mind.

"Since you are so confident, why don't you give it a try! I want to see, her childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart, is about to be in danger, Xiaoxiao is so kind, can she die without saving her?"

Zhuo Erfan already had a preliminary idea in his heart, and he also had a little confidence, but he never took what Huang Haotian said just now in his eyes.

He believed in Liang Xiaoxiao's character, even if it was a stranger, she would save her, even if she didn't care about her own life. This is Liang Xiaoxiao's cuteness, and it is also the best place to use.

Zhuoerfan didn't say much, Huang Haotian looked at his wrist that was constantly turning, and the fingers of his left and right hands kept playing with each other, and he knew that Zhuoerfan must be thinking about some crooked ideas again.

He didn't say anything else, he just met Song Ling's eyes on the side that Zhuo Erfan didn't care about, and then looked at Zhuo Erfan coldly, a bloodthirsty smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, but Fleeting.

Huang Haotian did what he said, and Zhuoerfan was released soon.

He hunched over and walked slowly step by step to the prison gate, still not quite used to such a suddenly spacious place. The gate of the prison opened slowly in front of his eyes, first through a gap, through a glare of light, it shot straight into his eyes.

Zhuoerfan quickly stretched out his hand to cover his eyebrows, and slowly, with the sound of the door opening, Zhuoerfan's hands slowly opened, and some sunlight shot in again with the gap between his fingers.

But because of the occlusion of the fingers, it is not as strong as before.

Zhuo Erfan slowly got used to the strong sunlight. He had been in the prison for a long time in darkness, and he didn't know how much time had passed. When he suddenly saw such a bright and warm sun, his eyes felt deeply uncomfortable.

Even in the bottom of my heart, there is a trace of timidity and fear that is close to the feeling of nostalgia. His heart began to throb violently, and he couldn't tell whether it was excitement or fear.

I don't know how much the city has changed during this period, and I don't know if the places I am familiar with have changed so much that I no longer know them.

Zhuoerfan greedily breathed the fresh air outside the prison door. It was actually a psychological effect. He felt that everything in the prison was different from the outside. It was obviously under the same sky, but Zhuoerfan seemed to be able to escape at this moment. Return to the world.

There was a car waiting for him quietly outside the prison. With a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Erfan walked slowly in front of the car, first slowly stroking the body behind him, feeling something.

Then he opened the car door and sat in, and closed the car door with a loud "snap". The driver has been waiting for Zhuoerfan quietly, seeing him close the door and getting into the car, he didn't say much, started the accelerator, and drove to his destination.