Chapter 125 Thanks to Hemingway
Huo Yanying ended the call with her old friend, feeling a little hoarse.
After making dozens of calls in a row, he was indeed a little tired, so he put down the phone and stroked his thick eyebrows that were lowered ninety degrees.
Lin Xiangyun quietly appeared behind him, put his slender hands on his thin shoulders, and kneaded gently.
Huo Yanying closed her eyes comfortably and leaned back in the chair, as if she was asleep, with a peaceful expression.
After a long while, he closed his eyes and suddenly said, "How are you preparing for the exam?"
Lin Xiangyun pouted: "It's alright, I'm sure. By the way, you really asked me to take the postgraduate exam of your student? Then am I not... your disciple?"
"kindness."
Lin Xiangyun hit him lightly, his voice soft and moist: "Will it be particularly exciting to be with my disciple, Ai'ai?"
Huo Yanying said calmly, "I only know after trying it. How about you, do you think it is particularly exciting to do that with the master?"
"he tui, old rascal, ignore you."
"You were the one who talked about this topic first..." Huo Yanying's eyebrows trembled.
"Stop talking about this," Lin Xiangyun said with a straight face, "how is your son?"
"I don't know, he should be able to handle this little wind and wave."
"Knowing that he can withstand it, you still sold this old face and begged people to help him talk everywhere? If you want to use your favor for me, you will be reluctant?"
"Hey," Huo Yanying finally opened her eyes, showing a hint of helplessness, "It's unnecessary for you to eat my son's vinegar. Besides, I may not be able to help you much."
"It's good to know! Old guy, it's not your time anymore. You just need to live in peace. Don't worry about these things. Your son is very capable, and you don't need your help."
"How to say?"
"Come with me." Lin Xiangyun dragged Huo Yanying to the computer in the study and pointed to a Weibo.
Huo Yanying picked up the reading glasses from the mouse and looked at it, the corners of her mouth raised.
"This little thing,
When did the relationship go through over there? "
"You are too dark in your mind, so you can't be a cherished talent? You son of a bitch is handsome, gentle, and talented. Who doesn't like it?"
"Hey, hey, you can't change your mind!"
"Come on you. If you don't stop drinking, old man, I'll dump you and live with your son."
"Hey, having said that, you actually think he has a gentle personality."
Lin Xiangyun said in surprise, "Isn't he gentle?"
"That's not true. In fact, he has always been gentle, but he used to be too sharp, and to be honest, his emotional intelligence is a bit low, so it gives people a feeling of domineering and difficult to deal with."
"After so many things, it is impossible for him to remain unchanged. It is normal for him to learn a little bit smarter."
"Maybe." Huo Yanying shrugged, looked at the screen again, and took off his reading glasses.
That Weibo was just released by the official Weibo of the Dahua Guo Police Headquarters.
"Thank you Hemingway for creating a song that is full of passion and righteousness for us. The police headquarters has made a decision that 'Police Song' will become a special song for the Dahua National Police from today. All units across the country please orderly promote all serving police officers. Study hard with the auxiliary police."
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When Fan Yuhong walked out of Gongrong Building, he looked up and saw that it was already dark.
The deep forehead lines, the fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, the swollen and dark eye bags, and the bloodshot eyes made him look more haggard than a sixty-year-old man.
He sighed and looked at the busy traffic on the road.
During this time period, the roads in the Magic City are like the blood vessels of patients with hyperlipidemia, congested and sticky.
He stood there, carefully pulling a wrinkled, sweat-soaked, nearly broken cigarette from his trousers pocket.
I took out a plastic lighter and pressed it a few times before the flames came out. He leaned over, lit the cigarette, and took a deep breath, until the gold star appeared in front of him.
Although you will be fined if you are caught, but who cares.
Smoke rises and rises, changing in thousands of shapes.
Hey. Why is it so difficult for people to do something?
He imagined that his handsome son pointed his finger at his nose and said sharply: "I can't even quit smoking, and he said that he is doing a career, forget it! You have ruined such a good project as Jade Bird Music! Admit it. , you are a bum!"
He shook his head.
The picture in my mind changed, my daughter's pretty face appeared, and there was sadness in her eyes: "Dad, you said you love me and are willing to do anything for me. I don't ask for anything else, so don't you smoke secretly? Early on, the operation was successful, but the doctor said that if you continue to smoke, your life expectancy will be less than 5 years!"
Fan Yuhong lowered his head, took another deep breath, dropped the two-thirds of the cigarette remaining, and stepped on it.
A passerby who passed by him looked at him with contempt, as if silently condemning him for his lack of quality.
"The quality of your sister!" Fan Yuhong scolded in a low voice, bowed his head and hurried to his car.
Suddenly the phone rang: "Forgive me for being unruly and indulging in love and freedom in this life, but I'm also afraid..."
Fan Yuhong picked up his "Liujin" mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID, and frowned slightly. He stopped, pressed the answer, and complained, "Why did you answer the phone!"
A hoarse female voice rang on the other end of the phone: "What the hell, you called me 7 times in an hour, are you sick! Fan Yuhong, my mother told you..."
Fan Yuhong held the phone farther away, so as not to be damaged by the high-decibel noise.
After a while, he brought the phone closer again, and while the woman who was about to become his ex-wife stopped to take a breath, he calmly said, "Lin Ke today, do you know?"
"Why don't you know, the whole world is talking about it," his half-race wife Vivian's hoarse voice suddenly raised its tone, as if wary, "what are you doing, what's your business, you're going to meddle again? no?"
"After all, I have a friend, so of course I want to help him if I can help," Fan Yuhong explained. "Your boss and Lin Qianqian knew each other, and I remember their relationship was pretty good. Can you persuade him to use your company's name?" Speak up to support Lin Ke?"
Vivienne's voice raised an octave again: "You're a big idiot 13! What ecstasy soup did Lin Ke give you? How did he treat you before, you forget? I'll kill that bastard!"
Fan Yuhong said dissatisfiedly: "He has always respected you, how can you say that to him!"
"How much money he made you lose, have you calculated it! He suddenly lost his mind and put all the future profits of his copyrights into charitable funds, but he didn't think about it, part of it should be the money you deserve! Yours When Jade Bird Music needed to find investment, how did he refuse you all at once! When he was drinking at our house, how many times he said that he would give you some shares of 'Zhenzhen Culture', and the result was all given! His illegitimate daughter!"