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Chapter 790

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"I'm very busy. I'm not as carefree as you are!" Zheng Weijun sighed. He was really speaking from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Yao just smiled. In fact, the young man sitting opposite him could live such a life, but he didn't want to, or he couldn't. He carried the hopes of too many people. There were some things that he couldn't do even if he didn't want to.

After sitting in the clinic for a while and drinking two cups of tea, Zheng Weijun left.

"Don't be too tired. Rest more." Before leaving, Wang Yao reminded him.

"Oh, I'll remember it. Thank you, Sir."

"Goodbye."

"Take care, Sir."

The cool wind blew, making the branches and leaves rustle.

It was cool in autumn.

Wang Yao liked autumn the most because the weather was the coolest at this time. It was also a harvest season. The busyness of spring and the heat of summer were exchanged for the harvest of autumn. A grain planted in spring led to a harvest in autumn.

Soon, the fields in the mountains would be busy for a while.

In the afternoon, an unexpected person came to the village.

"Yang Ming?"

The person who came was actually his old classmate, Yang Ming, who was also one of Tong Wei's pursuers and the one who tried to trip him up. He didn't come alone, but brought his mother along.

"Is it really you?" Yang Ming's expression was very awkward after seeing Wang Yao.

"Come in and have a seat." Wang Yao smiled and invited the mother and son into the house.

The two of them had some disagreements, but it was not the hatred of killing his father or stealing his wife. Since Yang Ming had already come to the door, he couldn't just kick him out.

Seeing that Yang Ming seemed to be embarrassed to speak, Wang Yao took the initiative to ask, "What's the matter?"

"My mom has a headache and can't sleep at night. She wants you to take a look." Although Yang Ming had various shortcomings, he was good at one point, and that was he was filial to his parents. Originally, he had inquired that this clinic was most likely opened by his old classmate whom he didn't get along well with. Therefore, he didn't bring his mother to the clinic in the beginning. Instead, he took him to several big hospitals nearby to have a look, but they didn't find any obvious problems. However, he couldn't sleep at night. This was not good; it was too torturous. He thought for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and brought his mother here today.

Before he came, he had thought about it. At worst, he would just lower his head and admit his mistake. As long as he could treat his mother's illness, it would be fine.

"Let me take a look at Auntie." Wang Yao did not show any displeasure.

"Ah, that's a simple question," he said after checking.

In Wang Yao's eyes, this was just a small problem. After the acupuncture and massage, Yang Ming's mother felt that her head no longer hurt. It was warm and very comfortable.

"Aiya, so comfortable!"

"Alright."

"That's it?" Yang Ming was surprised.

"Well, there's no problem," Wang Yao said. "Just pay attention to keeping warm when it's cold. Don't catch a cold."

"Oh, I know. How much is it?"

"Forget it. You are an old classmate." Wang Yao smiled and waved his hand.

He didn't keep the unpleasant past in his heart. A lion wouldn't mind being bitten by an ant. He still had that little bit of tolerance.

"How can that be?"

"If I say it's okay, it's okay. There's really no need."

"Thank you." After saying a few words of thanks, Yang Ming and his mother left together. Wang Yao walked them to the door of the clinic.

"Take care."

"Thank you."

The pearl white Audi gradually went away.

"Your classmate is really good!" Yang Ming's mother said in the car.

"As long as you feel good."

"I don't feel any pain in my head at all now. It's warm and very comfortable. He really deserves his reputation!" the woman said. "Your classmate is so good. Why didn't you bring me here earlier?"

"How should I put it?" Yang Ming thought for a while. He couldn't tell his mother that he and Wang Yao had a bad relationship.

"Classmate, I'm embarrassed."

"Oh, that's right. He didn't ask for money today. Try not to come here in the future. Otherwise, it will be difficult for him." The woman was considerate of her son, but she was wrong.

"Ah."

In Dao …

"What do you mean?" Jia Zizai looked at the thing in her hand and was a little sluggish.

"The person who met with the chairman was not necessarily Uncle Li."

"Isn't there a photo? You already saw his face."

"The face could also be fake. At that time, someone happened to see Uncle Li shopping in the supermarket a few kilometers away. He couldn't be a clone, right?"

Jia Zizai scratched her head.

There were actually two old men?

"Which one is the real one?"

"This is also what I'm puzzled about. I can't be sure. Because we didn't know this would happen in advance, we didn't arrange for people to follow the one in the supermarket, but we followed the one in the reef beach. He did go to Uncle Li's residence."

"Did he enter the house?"

"I'm not sure. I only saw him enter the corridor."

"This is his information."

Jia Zizai took the information and read it carefully. There were no problems. Uncle Li was a local, and he had children living in Dao City. Logically speaking, such a person should not be involved in this. However, there were not so many things in the world that could be explained logically.

"Continue to follow him," Jia Zizai said. "We have to find someone to watch the reef beach. Our chairman is really patient. He just hides and doesn't come out. The company is about to shut down!"

"I think he will come out soon," Hu Mei said.

"Why?"

"Intuition."

"Intuition again?"

At night, in a residence in Dao …

A man was looking at the computer in front of him. There was a lot of information on it. Once the information was exposed, it would cause an uproar.

He clicked the mouse a few times. Several images immediately appeared on the computer screen. They showed the surveillance footage of a certain place. At night, a figure suddenly flashed by on one of the surveillance images.

"Can't help it?"

A few miles away, in a building with the lights off.

A man quietly sneaked in and came to the outside of a room. With a click, the door was opened. He entered the room quietly and began to search through every drawer.

"Is there money?"

There was a stack of money in one of the drawers. He picked it up and put it in the backpack on his back. He continued to search.

"No?"

He tapped on the wall carefully.

Huh?

He stopped at a certain spot and knocked on it repeatedly. Then, he took down the painting hanging on the wall. A hidden compartment appeared on the wall.

"Sure enough, there is money."

The combination lock on the secret compartment took him a lot of effort. After opening it, there was a small bag, a stack of money, and an envelope.

He first put the money in his backpack. Then, he opened the bag and checked it with a flashlight. It was a diamond. He threw it into his backpack. The envelope was left. He hesitated for a moment and chose to open it. There was a letter inside.

"Are you a little disappointed?"

There was only one sentence on the letter.

"Damn it!"

With a click, he suddenly felt light in front of his eyes. It was really light. Someone had quietly entered the room and turned on the light.

"Who are you?"

The man with a mask ran to the window without hesitation.

There was a muffled sound.

Ah, my head is so dizzy!

He felt the world was spinning. Then, he fell to the ground with a thud.

When he woke up again, he was in a dark and damp room. He was tied to a chair. A lamp was hanging above his head. The man sitting opposite him had long hair and a pale face. His eyes were a little ambiguous. It was the kind of ambiguity that gave him goosebumps.

"Tell me, who sent you?" The man's voice was a little sharp.

"Ah, who? There is no one!" The man who was tied up was stunned.

"What are you doing in our company?"

"Stealing things!" The man said. He was a thief. Since he had entered the company, he naturally wanted to steal things.

"How do you know that place is the chairman's office?"

"It's written on the door plate!" The man said.

There was a short silence.

The pale-faced man suddenly punched him in the ribs.

"Ah!" The man who was tied up screamed out loud.

It hurt. It hurt too much!

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