"Thank you!"
Song Da quickly nodded to a passer-by in front of him, because he had just learned of Yuna's whereabouts from this passer-by — she was in a hodgepodge of teahouses in front of him.
It was very difficult to find someone, but Yuna's features were very obvious, so it was not that difficult … Song Da hurriedly walked into the teahouse.
As soon as he entered, Song Da heard the chaotic sound of gongs and drums … What kind of mediocre drama troupe was scaring people here?
Song Da frowned with some disdain. He looked around in the lobby, and soon saw Yuna sitting in a small private room on the second floor.
He hurriedly went up the stairs and walked towards this small private room.
At this time, a waiter of the teahouse was walking towards him with a dining cart. He seemed to be slightly lowering his head. Song Da did not pay attention to him, and just hurried past him, and then quickly walked into the room where Yuna was.
This young waiter of the teahouse turned around at this time, and then smiled, and then disappeared … Luoqiu.
…
"I've finally found you."
Song Da lifted the beaded curtain, and at a glance saw Yuna eating silently. He seemed to be relieved, but also seemed to be a little reproachful.
He frowned and sat down, and subconsciously said, "It's very dangerous for you to walk out like this, you know?"
Yuna was startled, and suddenly remembered the appearance of this big man wearing an apron yesterday. She thought that he was probably a person with a strong sense of responsibility, right?
"I'm fine." Yuna shook her head, and slowly said, "At least my mood is better now … It's amazing, I didn't do anything, I just ate some food, and I feel different."
Song Da opened his mouth, and then scratched his head, not knowing how to continue — Although Song Er and Song Er were very good at playing with women, Song Da had never touched a woman all these years.
On one hand, it was because of the cultivation method he practiced, and on the other hand, he was born to be a little dull towards women, and did not know how to get along with them.
"Well, eating does make people feel better, especially when they are hungry." Song Da nodded. "I remember when I was cultivating with Master, I was often punished with no dinner because I was too stupid. Every time this happens, I'm always in a bad mood … Actually, what I want to say is that you should eat something. After all, you haven't eaten anything since yesterday. Sooner or later, you'll starve to death. "
"Probably," Yuna replied listlessly.
Even now, she still didn't have much of an appetite. However, miraculously, she was able to eat these desserts … This might be because of what the young man said.
Actually … he didn't seem to have said much.
But it had miraculously changed some of her thoughts … Thinking of this, Yuna suddenly felt that this young man was somewhat mysterious.
She subconsciously glanced at the lobby of the teahouse below, but she didn't see this young man … Yuna put down the chopsticks in her hand and suddenly looked at Song Da, "Is there anything else you need from me?"
He used the word 'and'.
For Yuna, Song Da brought the news of Natasha's death. In fact, she didn't feel anything in her heart at all. Instead, she felt some resentment … If Song Da didn't appear, perhaps she would never have felt that kind of pain.
However, she herself had no reason to blame him — so, she used the word 'and'.
Song Da didn't seem to understand the meaning behind her words. He immediately said, "It's like this. I brought a friend here. He is very good at treating illnesses. I think if he can help you take a look, you might be able to get better. "
Mr. Blind is really super awesome! Song Da thought at this time.
However, Yuna didn't show a happy expression as Song Da imagined. Instead, she was not very interested and frowned. "You … why do you want to help me?"
"Because …" Song Da opened his mouth. He really couldn't tell the truth. However, making up a reason on the spot was not something he was good at.
He suddenly became speechless.
Yuna said indifferently, "Are you Natasha's colleague?"
Song Da shook his head.
Yuna asked again, "Then are you her friend? Or were you there during the disaster? You couldn't save her, so you feel guilty? "
Song Da continued to be speechless … He didn't think that this woman who couldn't move could be so meticulous. She had almost guessed the truth of the matter.
Moreover, Yuna's words became sharper and sharper.
"I just can't move. I'm not completely disabled. I can take care of myself." Yuna said indifferently, "I don't need sympathy or pity, because these things can't be given to me for a lifetime. So … you'd better not care about me. But I'm sincerely grateful that you helped me bring back Natasha's belongings. "
This won't do … Song Da clenched his teeth. If he just left Yuna like this, he felt that he would be possessed — he had thought about this matter carefully all night.
"You … don't you want to be on the stage again?" Song Da said seriously, "Now there's one right in front of you. If you're cured, you can continue your dream! But even if you can't be cured, at least it won't be worse than it is now … Why don't you give yourself a chance? "
Yuna was silent for a moment, and finally shook her head. "Because … you haven't told me the reason. I won't be able to accept it like this. To me, this world is full of countless difficulties. I don't have the confidence to overcome them one by one. So, I don't want to receive this kind of baffling help. Because I don't know what I'll have to pay in the future if I receive this kind of help. "
"No need. You don't have to pay anything to cure your symptoms." Song Da now promised, "Once you get better, it'll be as simple as getting better. You don't have to pay anything."
"Then I can't accept it even more." Yuna shook her head. At this moment, she hurriedly propped herself up and took her crutch. "Sorry, I have to go. Please don't come looking for me in the future. "
"This … think about it!" Song Da hurriedly stood up.
But Yuna now looked coldly at Song Da. "One more thing. Even if you help me, it doesn't mean that you can casually look through my privacy. That's too despicable."
Song Da was once again speechless. He had indeed peeked through the last few days of Yuna's writing.
So there would be a day like this where even a martial arts master would not be able to withstand a few words … Song Da did not chase after him this time, but he suddenly remembered what the old monk in the temple had said when he was still learning martial arts from his master.
Words are the most powerful force in this secular world.
Song Da sighed, and then silently glanced at the several steamers on the table in this small private room. He thought to himself, At least this woman is willing to eat something.
He took out his phone and dialed Mr. Blind's number.
Song Da was now somewhat discouraged. "I say, blind man, why don't we go back for now?"
…
…
— "My king, how was the battle today?"
— "I challenged several generals of the Han camp with my spear, but I was outnumbered. It was difficult to win. This is the death of my Chu, not the fault of war. "
— "Victory and defeat for the military is normal. What's there to worry about? Prepare some wine, let's drink a few cups with my king to relieve our boredom. "
On the stage, a song called "Farewell My Concubine" was being sung. Beside it, gongs and drums were beating from time to time. A kind of sorrowful atmosphere was spreading from the stage through the music.
"Good!"
Suddenly, in another private room of the teahouse, there was a low cheer … The person who was cheering was a middle-aged man wearing a white suit and gold-rimmed glasses.
This middle-aged man in a white suit was the president of the Zhonghua Street Chamber of Commerce, Bai Shuitang.
At this time, the person accompanying Bai Shuitang was a thin man around 37 or 38 years old. In fact, this thin man was also surnamed Bai. He was Bai Shuitang's cousin, called Bai Zhan.
But most of the time, Bai Zhan wouldn't directly call Bai Shuitang big brother. Instead, like other people, he would call Bai Shuitang President Bai.
Actually, this teahouse didn't have an opera to begin with. It was just that Bai Shuitang liked to listen to music, so Bai Zhan had catered to his tastes and found this group of performers from Hua nation.
Not long after, a flustered man was escorted in … this flustered man was holding a medium-sized luggage bag in his hand.
At that moment, when this flustered man saw Bai Shuitang sitting there, he dropped to his knees. His panic turned into alarm, and he almost stuttered, "President, President Bai …"
"You're good at scheming. I heard you're planning to travel, is that right?" Bai Shuitang calmly picked up a teacup and slowly steeped tea and tea leaves with the lid. He suddenly turned his head and fixed his gaze on the man as he said indifferently, "Is there anywhere you can recommend? I've been wanting to take a breather recently. "
This man called Accountant You hurriedly crawled to the side of the table and said in alarm, "President Bai, I was wrong! I was really wrong. Let me go, I beg you to let me go … let me go! Otherwise, otherwise, the Song family won't let me off! "
Bai Shuitang said indifferently, "With me around, why wouldn't the Song family let you off?"
At that moment, Accountant You grabbed Bai Shuitang's leg with a pleading look on his face. "President Bai, two days ago, Miss Ying had someone come to the finance department to collect the account books and bring all the receipts for fees and expenses …"
"So what?" Bai Shuitang took a sip of tea, then put down the teacup and turned around to look at You Huiji. "Haven't you always done your accounts properly?"
You Huiji's expression instantly turned a little unsightly. He stammered and didn't dare speak — at that moment, one of the men who had escorted You Huiji over directly took out a pistol from his belt, loaded it, and then pressed the tip of the gun to the back of Accountant You's head.
Accountant You trembled all over, and with a long face, he slapped himself repeatedly and cried, "I deserve to die! President Bai, I was greedy, I was wrong … It was I who tampered with the accounts later on. But … but it really wasn't much. I only took a few hundred thousand US dollars. For the Song dynasty, this is just a drop in the bucket! But … but this Miss Ying is too awesome. She actually calculated such a small amount. I … I really didn't do it on purpose. President Bai, you have to save me! "
Bai Shuitang said expressionlessly, "Have you handed in those accounts and the original receipts for the money?"
Accountant You hurriedly said, "No! How would I dare hand them over! President Bai, it's not like you don't know how many of these accounts are fake! Once we hand them over, we won't be able to get away with it! That's why I said it would take some time to sort them out and sent them away, then … "
"Hm?" Bai Shuitang snorted coldly and interrupted Accountant You.
Accountant You hurriedly corrected himself in horror. "I mean … once I hand them over, I'll be dead for sure!"
President Bai Shuitang bent down slightly, less than a palm's distance away from You Huiji.
At this time, he reached out and gently patted Accountant You's cheek a few times. He said regretfully, "You're so smart. I've reminded you many times that we have to do our best for the Song family. We can't be greedy, but why don't you listen?"
"Yes, yes, I deserve to die, I was greedy … I deserve to die …" Accountant You hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Bai Shuitang.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, You Huiji felt a sharp pain in his scalp — President Bai Shuitang directly grabbed You Huiji's hair, then pulled his head hard and slammed it against the edge of the table.
Bang —!
This hit knocked over some things on the table. Bai Shuitang erupted like a volcano. "Then how dare you tamper with the accounts behind my back?!"
The collision made Accountant You see stars and feel dizzy. Two of his teeth were knocked out, and two streams of blood flowed out from his nostrils.
Bai Shuitang didn't let him go. With a ferocious face, he grabbed Accountant You's hair again and slammed him against the floor. "Why don't you listen to me? How many times have I told you? How many times have I told you? Why don't you listen to me? Say it! Say it!! Why don't you speak? What?!! "
Accountant You was hit again and again. In the end, he was almost half conscious. It was very tragic.
Seeing this, Bai Zhan hurriedly pulled up Bai Shuitang's arm. "President Bai, it's useless to kill him now. The most important thing is to deal with the aftermath!"
Bai Shuitang sighed, stood up, tidied up his clothes, and said indifferently, "I've asked someone to deal with the aftermath. You don't need to worry about this. You just need to look after the reconstruction project of Zhonghua Street. "
"Okay." Bai Zhan nodded, then looked at Accountant You who was paralyzed on the floor. "Then what should we do with this guy?"
"Doesn't he like to travel?" Bai Shuitang sat down again and drank his tea. "Then let's send him on a trip. Chop him up and throw him into the sea. I'll let him travel around the world. "
Bai Zhan subconsciously swallowed his saliva, but he quickly waved his hand. "What are you waiting for? Why aren't you going?"
Only then did the two men hurriedly drag Accountant You out.
At this time, only Bai Shuitang and Bai Zhan were left in the private room. Bai Zhan whispered, "Big Brother … you said that the aftermath has been dealt with. What do you mean …"
At this time, Bai Shuitang looked at the scene of Yu Ji committing suicide on the stage below and sneered. "What a good play … Overlord? It's not certain who's the overlord. "
"This …" Bai Zhan had a bad feeling, but he didn't say anything.
Although the man in front of him was his cousin, he had many tricks up his sleeve. Even family members felt abnormally afraid.
…
— — Han Bing, he, he, he, he killed his way in!
— — In my opinion …
— — Ah! This — —!
Yu Ji committed suicide, and the maids helped her down … Curtain call.
Then, in the applause, Luoqiu sitting in the crowd suddenly glanced at the entrance of the teahouse, only to see a middle-aged man quietly walk in with his head lowered.
Luoqiu glanced at his mobile phone … The red dot on the navigation map had moved here.
"It seems that it's just an extra move …"
Luoqiu thought, looking up at the second floor of the teahouse … A private room.
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