Trafford’s Trading Club

Late at night, just before dawn, in a private medicine store under the name of Alston Pharmaceuticals.

'Tang Tianlin' is sitting in a decorated office... He appears as 'Tang Tianlin' and has many convenient places.

But in the final analysis, it is naturally because of House's delegation of power to the real Tang Tianlin - Mr. House has already been an old man with half his foot in the coffin, and he must not have much energy to take care of the things in his name. assets.

House has no descendants and no one he can trust around him. But he can reuse Tang Tianlin, because in the final analysis, Tang Tianlin can be said to be a copy of Mr. House.

His feelings for Tang Tianlin were naturally different from those of other outsiders - he had no reason not to treat him kindly to an individual who would serve as his backup organ supply sooner or later.

Tang Tianlin even has the same power as House himself in the allocation of the group's funds... It can be said that as long as House himself does not speak, Tang Tianlin can fully represent Mr. House and use all the resources in the entire group—— Of course, this does not include House’s personal assets.

It's a pity that the real Tang Tianlin never knew about this - he was still immersed in his dream of having great power as a senior executive of the Auston Pharmaceuticals business empire.

House has been observing silently and letting Tang Tianlin grow - for no other reason than because House has the ability to directly control Tang Tianlin.

Just like he was able to awaken Tang Tianlin's true memory through specific codes, Mr. House also mastered this set of codes - but to this day, Mr. House has no chance to use this set of codes.

And he, naturally, would not give House this chance.

A few hours ago, he came into contact with the real Tang Tianlin in the Alston Pharmaceuticals factory, and used a code to awaken the other party's personality. After obtaining Mr. House's information, he rushed to the hospital without stopping and ordered his men People are preparing for something.

"Assistant Tang, we are ready as you ordered."

At this time, a young man about the same age as Tang Tianlin walked in quickly - Tang Tianlin was the only personal assistant beside Mr. House. But Tang Tianlin himself has four personal assistants, who can be said to be Tang Tianlin's confidants.

"Then let's get started." 'Tang Tianlin' nodded at this time.

The period of time when he was hunted and fell into the sea and disappeared was almost spent imitating and learning everything about Tang Tianlin - this was not difficult. Whether it was Tang Tianlin's appearance or personality, he had participated in the production... …It’s just that after plastic surgery, you need a period of recovery.

He is always looking for opportunities.

Last time in the private club, Tang Tianlin appeared alone, which was an excellent opportunity.

"Is there anything else?" 'Tang Tianlin' looked at his assistant, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and looked at it calmly.

"Mr. Tang..." This assistant has been following Tang Tianlin for a long time, and he can guess Tang Tianlin's ambitions for the entire Auston Pharmaceuticals. Now that he thinks of what Tang Tianlin is going to do, he still hesitates, "Hao Mr. Si..."

'Tang Tianlin' said: "You don't have to worry about other things, just do as I say... Without House, wouldn't it be possible for me to have fun with Alston Pharmaceuticals?"

The assistant was sweating coldly, and what he was thinking about was... Could this person finally be tempted to take action: to seize Auston Pharmaceuticals?

But in shopping malls, there are countless similar incidents, not to mention that Mr. House is a person without descendants. Is it really true that when he dies, no one will inherit his property, and finally it is confiscated by someone?

Of course, when it’s time to plan, you have to plan…

In fact, Mr. House gave Mr. Tang too much power before... The assistant sighed secretly, thinking that Alston Pharmaceuticals might soon change hands.

…

On the hospital bed, only the sound of instruments could be heard... House slowly opened his eyes.

Weak, powerless, even just staying awake, it seems that the burden on the heart reaches the limit... House is very unwilling - that person is not Jimmy, even though he is exactly the same, he is not Jimmy!

Jimmy wouldn't have that kind of look... That was Qin Zheng's look.

When did Qin Zheng replace Jimmy and lurk next to him...did it start after he fell into the sea and disappeared a few months ago?

Mr. House has been in a comatose state since being admitted to the hospital, and it is extremely difficult to stay awake.

He woke up every time for no more than ten minutes, and he knew clearly that Qin Zheng must have been behind this... instructing the doctor to use controlled drugs on him.

This was his revenge... After a rare moment of sobriety, House felt more and more frightened - but he didn't want to just sit back and wait for death.

It should be almost dawn... He was the only one in the intensive care unit, and there was only one nurse in the observation room outside, but she was already asleep on the table.

He has always been cared for by several doctors and nurses, always paying attention to his physical condition... Now there is no one he trusts around him, and he is trapped in this cold nursing room, and a sad feeling arises spontaneously.

"I won't give up just like this..."

The hope of living seemed to give him the power to reflect back... Mr. House stood up forcefully, pulled out the needle on his body, and at the same time took out the oxygen tank.

He wants to escape from this place... Auston Pharmaceuticals is still him. Even if Jimmy has power that is no less than his own, he can naturally take it back as long as he appears!

He moved extremely slowly, almost stopping to rest before taking a step, panting... Even the oxygen supplied by the oxygen tank seemed not enough to support his body at this time.

House carefully pushed the door open a little... There was a bodyguard standing outside. House didn't dare to make a sound because he didn't know if the bodyguard had rebelled and was here to monitor - or even the entire hospital.

He couldn't be sure how long Qin Zhen had played the role of Jimmy, and how many people had completely become his people - it was difficult to move forward, which was his current situation.

Mr. House watched nervously, afraid of being discovered, and also afraid that the nurse who was lazy and sleeping would suddenly wake up... He only had this chance.

It seemed that Lady Luck didn't completely roar at him... The bodyguard guarding the door suddenly took out his phone and walked away!

Without any hesitation, Mr. House rushed out of the door, wearing hospital clothes and walking barefoot on the corridor... He couldn't go very far, because his body couldn't bear it.

But he found a place to hide, a doctor's office!

Telephone!

Very good!

He almost shouted!

Mr. House threw himself on the desk, trembling hands, and picked up the landline phone... There is no trustworthy person in Alston Pharmaceuticals. Even if there is, Mr. House is not sure whether the other party has betrayed him at this time.

Mid-level employees? Sorry, he really doesn't know the contact information of these middle-level employees...the housekeepers in the mansion...could they also be bribed by Qin Zheng?

Call the police!

Mr. House dialed the phone quickly.

"Hello, this is the xxx police station. What can I do for you?"

"I...I am Mr. House...I, I am the chairman of the Alston Group...I...I am imprisoned, hurry...come and save me...hurry..."

"You said you are the chairman of Alston Group? I am still the king of heaven...I warn you, it will be serious if you act sir!"

"Hey...hey...I'm really...shit!" Mr. House gritted his teeth and called the phone again.

But what made him inexplicably sad and angry was that the other party didn't believe what he said no matter what... It was so abnormal! Even if it's a pig, can't you tell there's something weird about it even if you hit it over and over again?

But at this moment, there seemed to be rapid footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door, "He shouldn't be far away! Look for me, find all the rooms! Assistant Tang said, we found him." Just reward one million!"

Mr. House felt anxious when he heard this. He didn't know when someone from outside would break into this room. Maybe the next moment... He gritted his teeth, already feeling determined in his heart.

This may be my only chance...

He picked up the phone again, and this time the call he made was an international long-distance call.

It seemed like a long wait... Mr. House was already sweating profusely. Fortunately, the call was indeed connected.

The moment a young man's voice sounded, low but magnetic, Mr. House felt like he was hearing the gospel.

"You better name me within ten seconds and explain why you know my personal number."

"Oh... dear Vali, my old friend, you will never forget me... I am House!!"

"House? Which House?"

"Auston Pharmaceuticals...Dear friend, you must not forget me!"

"I remember... Os, my old friend, have you finally figured it out?"

Mr. House gritted his teeth and said: "Wally, my men... betrayed me and put me under house arrest... He wants to take away everything from me. You must help me! Help... help me!"

"Oh, old friend, your current situation seems to be really not good. But my previous conditions will not change...Old friend, I hope you can win my friendship."

Mr. House said hurriedly: "Wally, I am willing to contribute all my wealth to your family and become your servant..."

"Hey man, our wealth is enough for us to last until the next century. Your wealth is really dispensable to us. Are you in China now? This is a forbidden place for us. For the sake of your wealth, not knowing that we ventured in... Of course, you can come out."

"If I could come out, I wouldn't have to..." Mr. House wanted to curse angrily, but he didn't dare at this moment, "Wally, I know what you want... I can give it to you! The premise is, it's You must get me out and... and heal me!"

"My good friend, you have really figured it out. I have waited too long for you to say this... Sixty or seventy years? Believe me, you will definitely find out what your decision is in the future. Akechi. House, haven't you told me where you hid your things?"

"The things you must promise to give me...I will not give them to you until I recover!"

"This matter is not difficult to handle. Although we cannot enter China in person, we have too many servants... It will take at most two days to feel the air of freedom again."

When the communication was cut off, Mr. House fell to the ground exhausted with relief... Two days, two more days!

Bang——!

The door of the office was suddenly kicked open. Two men walked in and turned on the lights at the same time. When they saw Mr. House collapsed on the ground, they quickly used the intercom to deliver, "Report, found!"

As they spoke, the two walked to House's side and roughly lifted him up.

"You... let me go... let me go... do you... know who I am!! I am House... I am your boss... I am... let me go!! Let... open……"

The two people didn't listen at all. They took Mr. House back to the intensive care unit and pressed him on the bed. At the same time, a doctor came over with a syringe in his hand.

"You... you will regret it... you...!!!"

Amid the call, Mr. House's eyelids gradually closed...

…

'Tang Tianlin' slowly took off the headphones he was wearing.

Looking at House struggling on the hospital bed and then gradually falling asleep on the surveillance screen, his eyes were indifferent.

He didn't intend to question House in any way. The old man wouldn't cooperate or give in, but he certainly wouldn't despair - so just give him a little hope.

"Within two days." 'Tang Tianlin' couldn't help but ponder: "Who is the other party... Judging from the situation, it seems that they are not the same group of people who captured the teacher back then..."

…

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on the chessboard.

The black queen ate the white soldiers in front of her... After arriving here, Luo Qiu happily expressed his surrender.

Since being allowed to freely close and open transaction triggers by default, Boss Luo has happily entered a state of 'rest' again after his trip to South America.

Before leaving, he didn't plan to attract any more customers...at least not before going abroad.

Anyway, there are only a few days left, so it’s time to rest and recharge.

His life can become much longer than it is long, and he was never intended to be a machine that only completes transactions.

This is quite a bit like not opening, or opening for three years.

Playing chess is just a way to rest in your free time - mainly because Youye has recently been working on a new area for the 'Lord God' game. Boss Luo felt that it would be better to work and relax instead of working hard, so he took ol Youye away. Come out, play chess with yourself, and spend an evening by the way.

This is already the fifth set.

"I feel so frustrated. I have lost five games in a row." Luo Qiu smiled.

He felt that even his life was taken care of in every possible way. If things like his brain were not moved for a while, it might get rusty... but it wouldn't be the same.

As long as he didn't cheat, Boss Luo could easily be crushed by the maid's wisdom.

"Master, let me remove the queen from this game." The maid said softly and reached out to rearrange the chessboard.

But at this moment, there was a dim light on the floor nearby, and then a huge black cabinet - the club's Ark of the Covenant - slowly emerged.

The door of the Ark of the Covenant flew open.

A lamp in the ark suddenly lit up.

Luo Qiu took a surprised look - there were only a few lamps that Luo Qiu recognized - because those were the lamps of black souls transformed by his hands.

The rest were all left over when he took office, and were later unified under the management of You Ye.

This light was originally on - it represented a dark soul that was active, not on vacation or sleeping.

"This is...the light of No. 9." The maid frowned slightly.

The light should have been bright, but now it seemed very dim - the dimness meant that the black soul was in a weak state and might be in a state of 'death'.