Yu Bianbian did not answer Zhao Song's question, but greeted him as if he had met an old friend.

Zhao Song knew that she was referring to the Jinmen signing in the short video, shook his head and said with a smile:

"I'm done with my work. Now I talk more. Then because of face issues, I attend some banquets. Most of the work is done by my subordinates."

After saying that, Zhao Song thought for a while, stared at the woman and said, "The banquet is a very high-end banquet. If you are still interested, I will take you there this time."

Yu smiled bitterly, with tears in his eyes, and shook his head:

"Boss, you haven't changed yet."

Ten years ago, he was her boss, and she saw what he did to protect his employees. However, what she saw was another side.

Zhao Song: "What about you? Have you changed?"

Yu remained silent.

Sighing and glancing at the mobile phone that was still live broadcasting, Zhao Song took the guitar from Yu Bianbian's hand, who had his head lowered, then straightened his mobile phone and appeared in the live broadcast room.

"Dear friends, I will bring you a song next. If you like it three times in a row, double click 666~"

"This song is first given to the live audience and you in front of the screen, and...

A woman named Yu Bianbian!"

The screen of the mobile phone was no longer viewable. The full screen of special effects caused the screen of this non-flagship phone to freeze. Zhao Song had no choice but to give up his plan to reply with a few sentences, cleared his throat and played the guitar:

"Your slightly decadent face

Thin lips contain a thousand lies

…………

Where to go with heavy makeup?

your pale eyes

When I look back inadvertently, I see the familiar neon lights at a loss.

I can't find your first tears in the sobbing alley

Just put your soul into an empty pocket and walk towards another stranger

Your slightly decadent face

………”

"A piece of "Fallen Angel" is given to you, to you in the past, and to you in the future!"

When the live broadcast ended and everyone dispersed, Zhao Song and Yu Bianbian were alone.

He looked at the woman seriously, his expression solemn as never before:

"If you want to make a change and change your future, just do one thing for me."

Yu nodded vigorously: "You say."

"Beijing City, outside the Southeast Fourth Ring Road, east of Huagong Road, I have been here ten years ago!"

Yu Bianbian: "..."

Another bad memory.

"I wanted to do a 'special foot massage' on a whim, and then I met you!"

Yu nodded.

"Ten years later, I had another whim and wanted to drink 'middle-aged men's wine', and I met you again!"

When a middle-aged man drinks alcohol, is it alcohol?

Yu Bianbian didn't know what was going on and just nodded again.

"So I think..." Zhao Song stared at Yu Bianbian seriously, "You must be related to this matter!"

"What's up?"

"You can't talk about anything," Zhao Song waved his hand, "You just need to help me find something, no, to be precise, find someone, someone whose behavior is abnormal from usual!"

"He may suddenly become rich, suddenly become smart, or behave differently than usual. As long as you know him, you must pay more attention to him."

Yu Bianbian seemed to understand something and looked at Zhao Song with wide eyes:

"Like when you first started college?"

"Yes!" Zhao Song admitted openly, "Just like when I first entered college, I suddenly transformed from an ordinary high school student to the world's richest man!"

"Me? By my side?" Yu Bianbian suddenly trembled. If another person told this matter, she would definitely treat it as a joke, but it was Zhao Song...

"Is there anyone like you?"

"Maybe~"

He threw his personal business card into Yu Bianbian's hand, and wandered away surrounded by security guards who suddenly appeared.

"It's here, I can feel it, but it's been ten years, why hasn't it moved?"

"Yu Bianbian?"

"Oh, what a stage name!"

…………

Futou, an old community.

Little Bones carried the food bag and beer box and trotted all the way.

Xiaoguan is not young. He is nearly thirty years old. He is not called Xiaoguan by the discriminatory nickname. He has another name.

It's just that over the years, I have become accustomed to being called by the person I have taken care of.

When he opened the door, what he saw in front of him was the person he was taking care of - Lin Chen.

The reason why I take care of him is because he suddenly became rich ten years ago, and he also gives himself the benefit of electricity from time to time, so he has been here all the way.

Xiaoguan squinted, quickly cleared the coffee table, put away the skewers and beer, opened the lid of the spicy snail box, took out a few toothpicks and put them aside, and then started eating and drinking with his 'master' while scrolling through his mobile phone.

"The rent will be collected in two days. Little Bones, please remember to collect it and tell those whose contracts have expired that the rent will be increased by 200 next month. If you don't want to just let it go."

"Yeah." Little Bones ate the meat skewers and nodded naively.

"Also~" Lin Chen took out his mobile phone, opened the live video and handed it to Xiao Gu, "Your sister Bian Bian is getting rich. When I see her tomorrow, I will ask her if she is free and invite her in my name.

Come home for dinner.”

"Yeah!" He still nodded innocently.

Lin Chen was very relieved about Little Bones, raised his wine glass, and took a sip.

"Cough cough cough~"

"Ahem~"

A violent cough kept coming.

At first, Lin Chen accidentally choked for a long time, until...

"Blood~"

Xiao Gu Gu quickly helped Lin Chen into his arms, picked up his cell phone and dialed 120.

Those quick, agile and decisive movements are not at all like his usual naive appearance.

If Lin Chen, who was coughing up blood at this moment, looked up, he would definitely find...

The small bones that usually make my eyes squint are no longer squinting.

That determined look, that angular face, how could it be so naive...

Little bones!

…………

Every cause must have an effect!

To have an effect, there must be a cause.

'It' will not exist alone. Without Zhao and Song, there will be someone to take over 'its' existence.

but……

What confuses Zhao Song is: What kind of person can survive for ten years without making people feel abnormal???

He doesn't know.

But he discovered Yu Bianbian this night, and the familiar fluctuations in her body made him feel that the answer was not too far away.

Now, he has more important things to do.

On the Fourth Ring Road, in a speeding Audi.

Zhao Song took out his cell phone and read an important text message.

"Accurate news is that Washington will impose sanctions on...ZTE in the near future!"
Chapter completed!