Rebirth of the Routine King

This kind of situation happened once before, when Song Zhiwen was drugged and kidnapped by Xu Gu.

However, Wang Yan's situation is obviously different.

With his mind smarter than a monkey, it would not be easy for others to trick him and kidnap him.

Speaking of which, the only enemy, Xu Gu and his son, have all gone in. Basically, there are no particularly serious enemies, and I never heard him talk about enmity with others!

Besides, the phone is still ringing! It doesn’t look like it’s been hijacked!

Suddenly, who can't tell what happened to Wang Yan?

In the blink of an eye, more than ten minutes passed, and the sky gradually darkened. The more everyone waited, the more anxious they became.

Dou Liang quietly said to Wang Weihang: "Boss, the students are all waiting impatiently. When will it start?"

Wang Weihang said impatiently: "You... ask me, who am I going to ask? This guy Wang Yan really knows how to put pigeons away! Even if it is a big deal, you still have to answer the phone! What do you think this is?"

There were only two people present who did not show this anxiety on their faces. One was Song Weimin, who had rich experience in handling cases, and the other was Wu Chen, who had been wandering in the underground world for many years.

Song Weimin asked Song Zhiwen: "Wenwen, please tell us again the conversation you had when you parted..."

.....

Song Weimin's brows furrowed more and more as he listened, and he said to himself: "He said he was going to discuss business with the person in charge of the foundry today, but the two people in charge said that he had not seen Wang Yan... Who lied?

What’s the purpose of lying?”

Wu Chen couldn't sit still and said, "Uncle Song, I'll go look for the places where Wang Yan often goes to see if I can find any clues..."

Song Weimin knew that the relationship between Wang Yan and Wu Chen was far greater than that of Wang Weihang and others, otherwise he would not have given him the important task of bringing down Xu Chongshan.

The private communication between the two of them must be close and secretive, and there may be a secret place or other contact method that belongs to them both.

He nodded immediately: "Okay, go ahead! If you don't have any clues, just make a call and we'll call the police!"

Wen Xiaoshan wanted to go together, but Wu Chen refused.

In fact, he had no idea, he just didn't want to sit and wait, and he didn't want others to know that he was wandering aimlessly.

Driving a business car, Wu Chen first went to Jiayuan Community, which is closest to the economy and trade.

Wang Yan has lived here for nearly a year, and he is vaguely aware that Wang Yan and Gao Lu have a special relationship. If Gao Lu suddenly comes back, this will be the first place for them to meet!

But when he arrived on the sixth floor, he was disappointed, because there was a thick layer of dust on the door lock, and there were no other footprints except his own. Even if he pried open the door, he would gain nothing.

After coming out of Jiayuan Community, he was going to Dongcheng Villa.

According to Song Zhiwen, Wang Yan hadn't gotten up before she left. In other words, that was Wang Yan's last haunt, and there might be some clues!

Before he even arrived in front of the villa, his eyes immediately lit up!

Because he saw Wang Yan's raptor.

The car is not running, so people are probably still in the villa!

He quickly got out of the car and walked into the villa, carefully looking around at the movements as he walked.

When he arrived on the second floor, he saw that the master bedroom door was ajar. He opened the door without hesitation and walked in...

...

On the other side, Song Weimin's phone rang.

Seeing that it was Wu Chen's number, he quickly answered the call.

"Hey! Wu Chen, is there any news about Wang Yan?"

Wu Chen on the other end of the phone gasped: "Uncle Song, Wang Yan fell asleep at home! I'm dragging him to school now! You guys have a birthday party first! We'll be there in a minute!"

Hearing the news, Song Weimin breathed a long sigh of relief.

His tone was relaxed but also had a hint of complaint: "What's going on with Wang Yan? How can he sleep so hard? Did he make so many phone calls without waking him up?"

Knowing that Wang Yan was sleeping at home, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as there is no accident.

Wu Chen seemed to be smiling: "Uncle Song, his cell phone was left in the living room. Don't be angry. You can hold it first! We will be there in a moment."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Song Weimin shook his head helplessly: "How can this child sleep so well?"

After learning about Wang Yan's whereabouts, Song Zhiwen's mood instantly improved and she said angrily: "He slept all day yesterday!"

Song Weimin didn't think much about it and sighed: "He drank too much yesterday! He must have hurt his body. I will persuade him to drink less in the future and don't let him drink so much again!"

Dou Liang screamed strangely from the side: "Is there any mistake? He is actually sleeping at home? We almost didn't call the police!"

Liu Jianan also snorted heavily

He said: "It doesn't matter if I don't go to the company all day long, I can even sleep on something as important as the mosquito's birthday! When he comes, everyone will give him a kick!"

Wang Weihang asked in a low voice: "Uncle Song, Wang Yan has been found, then we...wait for him?"

Song Weimin also noticed that Wang Yan had found many classmates to celebrate his daughter's birthday. Seeing that it had taken everyone so long, he felt a little embarrassed.

He said to Song Zhiwen: "Wenwen, what do you think?"

Song Zhiwen asked: "How long will it take for Wang Yan to arrive?"

Song Weimin knew what his daughter was thinking, and his whole heart was filled with Wang Yan. Not to mention that he overslept, even if he really didn't come, his daughter would only feel regretful and sad, and would not take her anger out on Wang Yan at all.

"Wu Chen said that they have already rushed to school. Even if there is no traffic jam, it will take about half an hour. How about we hold it in advance? It won't be too late when Wang Yan arrives."

Song Zhiwen hesitated for two seconds and then nodded.

As soon as Wang Weihang received the order, he hurriedly ran to the crane and discussed the operation with his master.

Soon, as the conical iron sheet was slowly lifted, the gift inside was finally revealed!

It is a super large cake with a bottom diameter of about one meter, and then gradually decreasing, with a total of twenty layers!

When designing this super cake with the cake shop master, Wang Yan put forward two points:

1. The overall design must be beautiful! All ingredients must be fresh! They must be transported to the Economic and Trade Plaza before 7pm on National Day!

Second, each layer of the cake must be covered with a transparent object! And the outermost periphery must be entirely covered with an opaque object!

The boss did not refuse Wang Yan’s request because the price he offered was their store’s profit in the past month!

Just the frame of the entire cake took a lot of effort from the boss!

Twenty floors! Even more beautiful...

Finally, combined with Wang Yan's suggestion, the overall height was set at three and a half meters, the height of each layer of cake was set at about six centimeters, the gap between them was ten centimeters, and the decreasing diameter of the cake was five centimeters.

For this huge project, the cake shop owner almost exhausted all his energy and finally succeeded in completing it before 12 noon on National Day!

When it was transported to the economic and trade campus, a crane and a truck were used. Fortunately, the gates of the university were high, otherwise transporting it into the campus would have been a hassle!

.....

"Wow! What a big cake!"

The students who were watching suddenly burst into screams one after another.

Song Zhiwen was also stunned. She really didn't expect that this mysterious gift turned out to be a cake!

At this time, she suddenly remembered what Wang Yan said to her last year: When you are twenty next year, I will order a twenty-layer cake for you!

Unexpectedly, he kept it in mind.

Except for Wang Weihang and Dou Liang, who knew about it, everyone else had expressions of extreme shock on their faces.

Such a big cake... is truly unprecedented and unheard of!

Hu Shishi looked even more excited than birthday girl Song Zhiwen: "Mosquito, what did Wang Yan think? He actually made such a big cake! How many people can finish it?"

Song Zhiwen looked as if she was demented and murmured: "Yes, he really made a twenty-layer cake..."

Liu Jianan smiled bitterly and shook his head gently. Although Wang Yan's behavior was a bit out of character, as a boyfriend, he was definitely qualified!

Not only is he loyal to mosquitoes, he also creates surprises at every turn.

Tian Qingqing, who was on the side, hit Wang Weihang hard and threatened: "Wang Weihang! On my birthday next year, you must also prepare a birthday party that will make my heart beat! Otherwise, I will never be done with you!"

Wang Weihang kept saying yes, but secretly scolded Wang Yan eight hundred times.

Damn it! You have raised the threshold of heartbeat so high. Where can I have such a grand birthday party?

Dou Liang quickly climbed up the stairs, lit the candle at the top, and then ran down with his waist stooped.

Song Weimin was not shocked by the huge cake in front of him, but was moved by Wang Yan's good intentions.

Turning twenty, having a twenty-layer cake, and inviting so many classmates over to celebrate her birthday, that would be princess-like treatment for any girl!

Without Wang Weihang's command, when the candles were lit, the invited students spontaneously sang a happy birthday song.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

"Happy birthday to you~~~Happy birthday to Goddess Song~~~~"

...

The high-pitched and uniform singing soon spread across the campus, and students who had not received the invitation were attracted unconsciously. After learning that it was the goddess Song who had passed away, they spontaneously joined the chorus and filled their emotions with their own.

The singing voice gives the most sincere blessing to Goddess Song

bless.

Song Zhiwen has long been the pride of the School of Economics and Trade. It is difficult to hear anyone slandering her in any corner. But if there are, some students will soon take the initiative to resist. In the hearts of the vast majority of economics and trade students, Song Zhiwen is theirs.

The purest white moonlight in my heart!

Seeing that the crowd was getting bigger and louder, Song Weimin quickly said: "Wenwen, go up and blow out the candles! We can't let the students keep singing!"

Song Zhiwen hesitated for a moment, and finally, at her father's urging, she had to walk towards the stairs.

Wearing crystal high heels and a pleated skirt dress, she was like a noble princess. Amidst the loud blessings, countless envious eyes, and the gentle moonlight, she slowly stepped onto the stairs...

.

The staircase was designed just right. When standing on it, the giant cake reached her chest. Every detail showed the designer's attentiveness.

The top cake was only the size of the mouth of a bowl, with a candle as thick as a thumb inserted on it.

The words "Happy 20th Birthday" are engraved on the candles, and on the surface of the cake are the words "Happy Forever".

Song Zhiwen did not blow out the candle immediately, but looked towards one place, which was in the direction of the school gate. As long as Wang Yan came over, she would be able to spot him immediately from such a high height.

But she looked for a long time and didn't see the vehicle approaching, but her father kept gesturing to her from below.

She decided not to force it anymore, crossed her fingers on her chest, closed her eyes and began to make a wish.

The loud birthday song below suddenly stopped.

As Song Zhiwen blew out the candles, thunderous cheers suddenly sounded from below.

"Goddess Song will always be eighteen years old!"

"Goddess Song is the school beauty forever!"

"Goddess Song! Goddess Song!!"

...

Wang Weihang walked to the front of the cake, waved for everyone to be quiet, and then shouted loudly: "Thank you for your blessings! On the birthday of Goddess Song, I also wish everyone that your wishes will come true! There are many knives and plates on each layer.

, everyone starts eating cake!”

After saying that, he picked up the transparent cover on one layer of cake, cut a piece of cake and rushed towards Song Zhiwen.

"Mosquito, you eat the first piece of cake first..."

Seeing that Song Zhiwen's pretty face was filled with sadness again, he asked, "What's wrong? Isn't Wang Yan here yet?"

Just now, he had been directing order in front of the huge cake and had not noticed the situation here.

Song Weimin also frowned and said, "What's going on with the two of them? If Wang Yan doesn't answer Wu Chen's call, he won't answer either!"

With that said, he dialed again.

Wang Weihang reacted quickly and shouted to Lin Xiyan: "Xiyan, you drive, let's see what's wrong?"

Before he could take two steps, he heard Song Weimin say anxiously: "Wu Chen, what's going on with you two? Why haven't you come yet?"

Seeing that the call was connected, Wang Weihang stopped immediately, and then he heard Song Weimin say: "It's over, everyone is eating cake!"

Then, I saw Song Weimin's face changed drastically, and his voice trembled: "What! What did you say! In the hospital!"

.....

Turn the time back half an hour,

At the entrance of the First People's Hospital of Shangcheng, a young man was running towards the hospital in a hurry, carrying a young man on his back.

The cell phone in his pocket kept ringing, but he pretended not to hear it. His whole heart was focused on the young man on his back.

When the car reached the intersection, he encountered a traffic jam at a red light. He couldn't wait any longer and abandoned the car! Carrying Wang Yan, who couldn't wake up no matter what, he strode towards the hospital.

He didn't know what disease Wang Yan had, but he knew that Wang Yan must be in danger at this time!

After seeing a doctor wearing a white coat, he begged with hoarse sobs: "Doctor, come and see! My friend has fainted..."

After Wang Yan was sent to an instrument room for examination, Wu Chenlai sat down on a chair in front of the door, his chest rising and falling violently, and he was breathing heavily.

At this time, the mobile phone in my pocket rang again.

Wu Chen took out his cell phone, tried to calm his tone, and then answered the call.

Song Weimin's tone on the phone was anxious and reproachful: "Wu Chen, what's going on with you two? Why haven't you come yet?"

After hearing the words "What's going on", Wu Chen's eyes were filled with tears instantly, but he gritted his teeth and tried to make a smile. However, smiling was worse than crying. Two lines

Hot tears streamed down my cheeks.

Listening to him pretending to be relaxed, he said: "Uncle Song, where did Mosquito's birthday party go?"

When he heard the news that it was over, he could no longer maintain a calm tone and choked up: "Wang Yan...he is in the hospital!"

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