The Black Card

The old man closed his eyes and said, "Yeah." His face was slightly displeased, apparently he was interrupted by his thoughts, and he needed to re-concentrate again. The word could not be written again for the time being.

"Dad, this Wu Dongcheng has spread. You ... can I say that you're a prank?" It was a twenty-five-year-old woman who spoke under the safe makeup of Enron. Dissatisfied.

The old man finally opened his eyes, let go of his wolf, and said incomprehensibly: "My house, who do I lend to them and tell them?"

The puppet woman hurriedly bowed her head. Although the old man was very fond of her, she could hear the dissatisfaction in the old man's words, and dare not have any pampering and pride.

"That doesn't mean it, but ... what the **** did you like about the kids? Who is looking for your house?"

"An old man ..." The old man looked up, and the focus of his eyes fell on a point in the void. "It was an old man's mouth that I could never refuse. He said that he would give a kid a reception, then give him Slightly! Don't say it's just a cocktail party. Borrow it, even if the old man saw the house and gave it to him. "

The stunned woman was so shocked that she lost her voice: "What old man? Who are they?"

The old man knew what the woman was pointing and shook his head: "How could those people talk to me like this, and how could those people allow their own children to be so ridiculous?"

"Who the **** is that?" The woman picked up the tea cup next to her, lifted the lid, and blew away the tea leaves, and handed them to the old man.

The old man took a sip of tea, shook his head, and said, "You don't need to know, this old man is up to me, I'm gone, and he will never ask you any more."

The puppet woman was very puzzled, but she dared not have any doubts. She just looked at her father strangely. She had never seen her father show such a helpless expression since childhood.

"Okay, none of this has anything to do with you. As for the rumors in Wu Dongcheng, they just passed them on. But those children who entered the house today, you can walk more with their family, since their children have entered me Zhaizi, draw a circle in the future to find a chance to cooperate once. "

When the old man said these words, he showed an air of expression, as if he were in the world, and he was exposed. Only at this moment did he show his domineering status as the top richest man in China. During the day, the second generation, including Wei Qing, said that the family started less than 5 billion and more than 30-50 billion, but it was not worth mentioning in front of the old man's assets. Is it worth tens of billions of dollars to be able to make Forbes dare not to express? Although it is only one digit more, this digit is not able to catch up with it for a few lifetimes.

The woman did not dare to say more, nodded, and bowed, "Okay, dad, I know."

"Go, when I write in the future, even you, don't bother!" The old man waved his hand, and the woman hurried back.

I took the pen again, and the old man closed his eyes again, but his inner thoughts prevented him from calming down again.

Finally, the old man threw the wolf in his hands on the white rice paper. The tip of the pen, which was soaked with ink, deformed, and many ink dots, large or small, were spilled on the rice paper.

"Shi Lei ..." The old man sat behind him on a chair made of HN Ziyouhuanghuali, and leaned back, his eyes narrowed, and a name was spit out in his mouth.

"Are you from that organization? Lao Qin and Dai Qian's reply is not the same, saying that you are somewhat restrained, and although you are strong and not exposed, you can't hide your inner confusion. If you are the person of that organization, it is absolutely It will be so. The person who organized it talked about momentum, even the old man, I feel ashamed. So who are you? How can you work for that organization to find me? "

It turned out that the old man was not an individual, but an organization.

I do n’t know what kind of existence an organization that can make the old people look up.

After thinking for a long time, the old man rang a bell at hand, and soon someone came in and shouted, "Master."

"Go and call me Bodhi."

"Yes, sir."

The man retreated, and it was not easy, a younger woman who was similar in appearance to the woman who was just six or seven points earlier came in.

After closing the door, the woman named Bodhi said, "Dad, are you looking for me?"

The old man pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Sit."

"Dad, what's the matter?" Bo asked.

"Did you hear about the day?"

Bodhidhi smiled and said, "I didn't know the door but I didn't know it, but my sister opened it as soon as I came back.

"Xingyue has such a personality and can't hide anything in her stomach. Are you curious?"

Bodhidhi smiled and said, "It is false to say that you are not curious, but you always have your reasons for doing things, and we will not worry about you."

"Well ... the house is borrowed by an old man, to be lent to a child called Shi Lei. Lao Qin and Dai Qian have reported to me that among the children, it seems that there is only the child from the Wei family. I have known Shi Lei for a long time, and the others have only met for the first time. With the style of my deceased person, I guess that after today, the kids may not remember the details of what happened today, it is likely that they just remembered My house. But the Wei family may still have a little memory ... "

What this said is actually very mysterious, revealing that someone is actually so powerful that it can erase some people's specific part of the memory, but this woman named Bodhi has not revealed any suspense at all ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ She just nodded and said, "Okay, dad, I know. I will tell my elder sister, I will be responsible for follow-up over the Wei family. I will pay attention to the person named Shi Lei."

The old man nodded, and urged: "The movement must be small, and the old man I hate most is someone asking questions. But I am getting older, and this curiosity is getting stronger. You must be careful."

Seeing the solemnity said by the old man, Bodhi also felt a little in his heart.

"I know, I will be extra careful. I will not have any direct contact with Shi Lei."

The old man nodded slowly and closed his eyes again.

When Bodhidhi saw this, he quietly backed out, but the old man opened his eyes again, and the glory bloomed in his eyes.

"Thanks for your work. I earned it for you. Without the help of the organization, I just hope you can keep it for a few more generations." After that, the old man gathered his body and finally showed the tiredness and sleepiness that an old man should have. Meaning, the breathing gradually became steady, as if falling asleep in a chair.

Shi Lei, a stubborn old man, was sitting at a barbecue stall at the moment, eating kebabs and drinking beer in the wind and clouds. Even though he had eaten some serious dishes at dinner time, it was not enough. Now he is starving.

Wu Shilei would not know. At this moment, someone was watching him quietly, and he would not even know that his name was drawn in a circle on the list of some organization.

The organization that the old man is in awe of now also has the same awe of Shi Lei. This organization with very few talents in the world who knows its existence has put Shi Lei on the list of VIPs that must not be easily touched, and even hopes Zhu Lei will take the initiative to contact them one day.

This omnipotent organization knows nothing about Shi Lei.