Never Coming Back [Please collect, monthly ticket]
Qin Sheng had promised Han Guoping to protect Han Bing. Now that Han Guoping was dead, Qin Sheng could totally ignore Han Bing. It was just a promise. In this society, if anyone took it seriously, they would pay the price with their life and everyone would call them stupid.
But at this time, Han Bing had no one to rely on. Qin Sheng could not just stand by and watch her die. If he really did that, he might feel guilty for the rest of his life.
There were things a man could do and not do, but the most important thing for a man was to be responsible.
Therefore, Qin Sheng was determined to step into the muddy waters this time. No matter how big the waves were, Qin Sheng had to fight them. He only had one goal, which was to protect Han Bing.
"Uncle Jiang, thank you, thank you very much. I know you are thinking for me." Qin Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly. "But I can't watch Han Bing die. This is not my character. Unless I die, no one can touch Han Bing."
"Why are you so stubborn?" Jiang Xianbang did not expect the final result to be like this. Not only did he not dissuade Qin Sheng, but he also made Qin Sheng firm in his decision.
Qin Sheng sneered. "I'm alone, what's there to be afraid of? Isn't it just death? As long as I don't die, I will accompany them to the end. I can't compete with their strength, wealth, or background, but I will gamble with my life. I don't believe that they are gods. "
"You …" Jiang Xianbang pointed at Qin Sheng. He was furious and completely speechless. He did not know what to say.
Qin Sheng stood up and bowed to Jiang Xianbang with a smile. Then he turned around and left.
Jiang Xianbang looked at Qin Sheng's back and pondered. He had done all he could, but Qin Sheng still chose to do this. He could not predict the final result, but he had a clear conscience.
After a long time, Jiang Xianbang was relieved. If Qin Sheng agreed, then he might not be the Qin Sheng he knew.
Jiang Xianbang had no choice but to quickly contact his friend in Gansu. This was the last thing he could do for Qin Sheng. After confirming the relationship, he sent a message to Qin Sheng. There was only a phone number and a short sentence, "Look for me if you need me."
"Sigh, what kind of sin have I committed?" After sending the message, Jiang Xianbang did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Sin? He had committed too many sins. It was already a miracle that he was still alive. If he did not owe Old Man Qin a huge favor, he would not have done so many things for Qin Sheng.
Perhaps this was karma.
Qin Sheng did not return to Tomson Golf. Instead, he called Xia Ding.
Xia Ding said he had nothing to do at home.
At the entrance of the neighborhood, he happened to see Xia Ding sending a pretty lady out. That lady was wearing a deep black V-neck dress, her breasts faintly discernible. She was the real deal. Most importantly, it wasn't the one from last time.
The beautiful woman was sent away by Xia Ding's driver. Xia Ding had already seen Qin Sheng. He walked straight over and said, "Boss, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?" "Aren't you afraid that your body will collapse if you do this?" Qin Sheng said angrily.
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"F * ck you." Qin Sheng pointed his middle finger at him.
Xia Ding did not get angry. He laughed out loud and put his arm around Qin Sheng's shoulder as they walked into the neighborhood. After entering the door, Qin Sheng sat on the balcony while Xia Ding brought over the unfinished bottle of red wine. The two of them drank and enjoyed the night view of Shanghai while eating peanuts.
Qin Sheng vaguely remembered that when he first arrived in Shanghai, the first time he stood at Lujiazui and looked up at the tall buildings. His first reaction was awe, followed by the desire to have a place here.
Six years had passed. When he returned to Shanghai, the awe had disappeared. There was more ambition hidden under the calmness.
"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Xia Ding frowned and asked when he saw Qin Sheng was lost in thought.
Qin Sheng thought for a moment and said truthfully, "Lao San, I have to go to Gansu tomorrow morning. The earliest I will be back is the night after tomorrow. The latest may be three or four days. This trip may be a little dangerous."
"Boss, why do I always feel that you are strange when you come back this time?" Xia Ding replied in a daze.
Qin Sheng continued, "If I can't come back, help me with a few things. First, help me repay a debt of gratitude. You know my sister. She is now studying at Fudan University. She is our junior. Her father was sent to prison last year and her mother has just been seriously ill. Help me take care of them in the future."
At this time, Qin Sheng seemed to be making arrangements for his death, which really scared Xia Ding.
"Second, I will give you a phone number. When you find this woman, thank her. Owe her the hot pot in this life."
"Third, find an old man. His name is Chen Changsheng. He lives in Beijing. I don't know where exactly, but he knows my background. My grandfather said that if I have the fate to meet him, the old man will tell me everything. But if I can't find him, then forget it. I don't care anyway."
After Qin Sheng finished speaking, he was silent. Xia Ding did not come back to his senses. He was stunned for a moment before he said, "Damn, boss, what is going on? If there is anything, don't bear it alone. There are still us brothers."
"Don't ask too much. If I can come back alive, I will tell you in detail." Qin Sheng did not want to explain too much. He did not want Xia Ding and the others to get involved.
No matter how Xia Ding asked, Qin Sheng did not speak. In the end, he completely gave up. He could only pray that Qin Sheng would be fine and wait for him to come back.
Qin Sheng did not stay at Xia Ding's place for long. At 10: 30 pm, he returned to the Tomson Golf Villa of the Han Family.
Inside and outside the villa, Chen Beiming had arranged more than a dozen bodyguards. These were all his trusted subordinates. Moreover, he did not believe that anyone would dare to make a move here. After all, there were too many rich and powerful big shots living here.
In the villa, Han Bing was still awake. She had been living in the villa for the past few days. This was the first time she had stayed in that house for so long, except for the holidays.
In the living room on the second floor, Han Bing sat on the sofa in a daze. Qin Sheng sat next to her and asked in a low voice, "What's the plan for tomorrow?"
Han Bing only noticed that Qin Sheng was back when she heard his voice. She said in surprise, "You're back?"
Qin Sheng smiled and nodded.
"There's an airport in Tianshui. Tomorrow, we will take my dad's private plane to Tianshui. Someone will pick us up and take us back to our hometown. There are some customs for burial in our hometown. They have already arranged it. We will be buried the day after tomorrow morning. We will stay for another half a day and then go back to Shanghai the next morning." Han Bing had already arranged the itinerary with Chen Beiming and her relatives.
Qin Sheng frowned and said, "Two nights?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" Han Bing said casually.
Qin Sheng shook his head and said, "Nothing, I was just asking."
He had originally thought that he would be back the day after tomorrow night. He did not expect to stay for another night. However, Qin Sheng did not have any objections. Anyway, he had already prepared for the worst.
"It's getting late, I'm going to bed. You should sleep early too." Han Bing got up and said good night to Qin Sheng before returning to her room.
After Han Bing left, Old Wu, who had not spoken to Qin Sheng, slowly sat opposite him. The old man's body was hunched and his face was full of wrinkles. However, his body was strong and his eyes were even more vicious.
"You didn't have to get involved." The white-haired Old Wu squinted his eyes and smiled lightly.
Qin Sheng had been quietly looking at the old man since he went upstairs. In fact, he knew that the old man must have been paying attention to him.
"I promised Uncle Han," Qin Sheng said calmly.
Old Wu played with the old Buddha beads in his hand and said, "This trip to Tianshui might be a one-way trip."
"I know, but I have to go. If I don't go, I will feel guilty." Qin Sheng did not hide anything. He felt that he would only be childish to deal with this old man who was shrewd and scheming. It was the easiest to be straightforward.
"Young man, you are very good. Guoping did not choose the wrong person." Old Wu rarely praised Qin Sheng, which surprised Qin Sheng.
He laughed and said, "Old Master, no matter how you live, you have a lifetime. But if you want to live a useless and boring life, you might as well die early."
"A bad life is better than a good death. You young people." Old Wu did not seem to want to chat with Qin Sheng. He just sat down and got up and left with a smile.
After Old Wu left, Qin Sheng also went back to his room to rest.
In the morning, when Qin Sheng woke up, Han Bing was still sleeping soundly. However, Chen Bei Ming was already training with Old Wu in the yard.
After Qin Sheng finished breakfast, Han Bing woke up. Her face was a little pale and her eyes were swollen and dark. Obviously, she had insomnia last night and fell asleep very late.
After breakfast, they packed their things. The Han family's bodyguards sent Han Bing and the rest to the airport. Han Bing hugged her father and mother's urns tightly.
When the Han family's Gulfstream G450 took off, Qin Sheng looked at the hazy Shanghai outside the window and sighed. More than 20 years ago, Han Guoping first came to Shanghai. Today, 20 years later, he would completely leave this city.
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