Who moved my novel?

"What does Mr. Shu Yingdale mean?" Director Zhou sighed: "Is there really someone else who is the murderer?"

"Mr. Shu Ying seems to know the real murderer." Wang Ju frowned slightly: "But why didn't he say it?"

"Anyway, Mr. Shuying has agreed to continue to promote the construction of the factory. This is a good thing!" The mayor doesn't care at all about whether it is true or not. Mr. Shuyingdel agrees to continue cooperation. It is a big deal. Everything else is not a big problem. !

"Mr. Shuyingdel mentioned surveillance. Maybe there are any clues in it?" Director Zhou guessed, recalling what Shuyingdel said just now.

"But monitoring..."

"Okay, okay, this matter is over." Just when Director Wang was about to say something else, the mayor suddenly interrupted the two of them: "You two have worked hard this time. You two should go back and rest. The reward from the city will be sent to your bureau soon."

"But the mayor, Mr. Shuyingdale said that we have not found the real murderer." Director Wang frowned and looked at the mayor: "I think it is too early to celebrate now."

"What do you care what he does!" The mayor shook his head dismissively: "He is just a businessman, what does he know about investigating?"

…

"Mr. Shuying." A male secretary stood next to Shuyingdel and handed over a towel moistened with warm water: "Is the matter here over? Your body will not be able to bear it if you stay up late like this again."

"It's over now." Shu Yingdel stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked out the window at Chixin City: "Tell me, what kind of city is Chixin City?"

"Is it a city with great potential?" The secretary thought for a while and said: "The population here is not small. Although the urban infrastructure is backward, it is at least complete. The most important thing is that in two months at most, there will be a road leading to the city. The train line in Guiming City is about to be opened, and the city will definitely be more lively by then. It is definitely a wise choice for you to build a factory here. "

"That's a standard answer." Shu Yingdel was still staring at the sunset in the distance, as if this was not the answer he wanted.

…

"Chixin City is changing so fast." Next to Dong Peng, a thin figure hiding in the shadows suddenly said.

"Yes, why haven't you left yet?" Dong Peng asked doubtfully, "Huo Yuan, haven't you given up yet?"

"Don't dare." Huo Yuan walked out of the shadows and shook his head: "Teacher Dong told me not to stay in Chixin City for a long time, how can I dare to stay longer?"

"Then why are you back again?" Dong Peng frowned slightly: "Chixin City has not been peaceful recently. Don't think about giving any more performances, otherwise your fans won't be able to protect you."

"I know." Huo Yuan nodded: "Actually, I'm here just to say goodbye to you."

"Have the procedures been completed? Are you ready to go back?" Although Dong Peng has been urging Huo Yuan to go back early, now that Huo Yuan is really leaving, he is still a little reluctant: "When are you leaving? I'll see you off?"

"No need to send him away." Huo Yuan shook his head: "The transfer procedures have been completed. I'm just waiting to return to our town to enroll. Don't worry, I will definitely study hard in the future."

"Well, that's good." Dong Peng nodded and replied.

After that, the two of them just looked at each other, no one knew what to say, but no one asked to leave.

"That..." Huo Yuan thought for a long time and finally found a topic: "Dong Peng, I have a question for you."

"What's the question? Just ask." Dong Peng nodded.

"You always say you can't go back or stop. Is someone controlling you or forcing you to kill someone?" Huo Yuan regretted asking this question. Even if it was true, how could Dong Peng tell him? I have absolutely no ability to solve this problem.

"Someone once said that everyone in this world is a puppet with strings." Dong Peng smiled and shook his head: "No one controls anyone, there are only...there are only invisible strings. By the way, Huo Yuan, look at the rapid changes in Chixin City."

"Huh?" Huo Yuan looked at Dong Peng in confusion, and then looked in the direction where Dong Peng was looking, where a factory had been completed: "Is this what I just said?"

"It's different." Dong Peng shook his head: "I'm not talking about these buildings, but the things behind these buildings, and the comprehensive changes in people's thoughts, values, and lifestyles brought about by these buildings. These buildings are just the skin of a city, those are the soul of a city.”

"Aren't they all the same?" Huo Yuan didn't quite understand.

Only when a city is prosperous can people's knowledge be broader and their lives richer. Although the two may sound different, there is no real possibility of independent existence.

"Of course it's different." Dong Peng shook his head: "Did you know? Some people, even in dilapidation, can create a bright future in darkness with eternal nobility, while some people thrive in prosperity. A proud mind.”

"Well..." Huo Yuan thought for a moment and nodded: "What you said makes sense. There are indeed such cases, but they are only a minority."

"I don't care if they are a minority." Dong Peng shook his head: "I just hope that my students don't become like that, and that's enough."

Before Huo Yuan could react, Dong Peng gently pushed Huo Yuan's shoulder: "Huo Yuan, go back. I hope that one day you can become a famous figure in Chixin City, oh no, a nationally famous person, but don't be a witch. "

After a while, when Huo Yuan raised his head again, there was no trace of Dong Peng in front of him. Instead, there was only a setting red sun and the booming Chixin City under the red sun.