Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 9 Red Thread Really Works
Lin Zhihui rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dazzled.

When he left yesterday, the Internet cafe was still there, and the signboard with the urban-rural fringe style was still intact at the door. How could it turn into a construction site in ruins overnight?

The engine of the small excavator is roaring. Several 1.5-meter-long steel pipes are erected around the site of the original Internet cafe, and the strong and thick plastic fence surrounds the inside tightly. Only the mechanical arms raised from time to time can be seen. , is busy running.

A middle-aged man wearing a yellow safety helmet came out of the fence, looked at the intersection with a cigarette in his hand, as if he was waiting for someone, Lin Zhihui pretended to be passing by and said curiously: "I remember this seems to be an Internet cafe, why did it suddenly appear?" It was demolished, and I didn’t hear that it was going to be demolished nearby.”

"We are not a demolition team, but a serious construction team." The safety helmet waved his hand grandly: "Aeda Group knows that we are a professional team under the group and have the qualifications to do international projects, not those grass-roots teams that are improvised .”

Lin Zhihui blinked. Al-Aedas Group knew back then that a well-known large company in China also had businesses in Europe and the United States. The boss Ye Wenzhi often occupied the first place on the list of Chinese richest people, but he seems to have heard this name all the time recently.

Looking at the hard hat with the look that I am a construction worker and I am honored, Lin Zhihui showed a cooperative look of surprise, recalling where he had seen the news about Al Qaeda Group, and said absently: "Such a small piece land, and can’t build shopping malls and office buildings, what can we do?”

"Didn't you see it?" The hard hat gave Lin Zhihui a disdainful look, and pointed arrogantly at the huge advertisement on the fence beside him: "We, Aedas Group, want to give back to the society and build one hundred A luxury public toilet, free to use.”

Lin Zhihui looked at the hard hat speechlessly, sounding quite proud. His eyes fell on the colorful advertisement diagram, and he found that it was indeed a very modern public toilet.

"As expected of a big group, rich and powerful, and courageous. Hehe." Lin Zhihui wiped the sweat in his heart, and said insincerely, and suddenly remembered that the video he saw in the Internet cafe that day was talking about Al Qaeda Group?It seems that Ye Wenzhi's only daughter has returned to China after studying and wants to join the group for training.

Wait, Lin Zhihui rubbed his head, feeling a little confused. He remembered that the only daughter seemed to be Ye Anrong, who was very beautiful. He even lamented that if anyone married her, he would save 30 years of struggle. The key point is that he seemed to be grasping Hongxian silently read Ye Anrong's name three times.

Could it be that the red line really works?

Lin Zhihui slowly raised his stiff neck, and saw that the place in front of him was completely flattened, and was about to change from a luxurious clubhouse to a luxurious toilet. Could it be that the strange man who threw money at himself, and the lady he was talking about was this Kai Da Group's only daughter, Ye Anrong?
That ID is Clover, the reader who wrote an inexplicable love letter to himself, and rewarded himself with 100 million Chuangdian coins, is the young lady who got tricked?
Lin Zhihui Mo Ming felt a little guilty. As God testified, he thought someone was playing a prank. If he knew that the red line was true, he would never use it on a woman he had never seen before, let alone a woman like Ye Anrong.

What kind of man is the most pitiful?Not a eunuch in the palace, nor a man with a hidden disease, but a man who married a princess.

Lin Zhihui considers himself to be a man of integrity, and he will never try to curry favor with others for money, especially women, especially the daughter of the richest man in the country.

Do you think you can marry such a woman?of course--

Let me ask you, how many are there!Brother has it covered!
Thinking about it this way, it makes sense. The love letter and the weird man were all caused by him tying the red thread randomly. If I remember correctly, the red thread is only effective for three days. Lin Zhihui breathed a sigh of relief. Two days have passed now, which means that as long as today passes, the red line will become invalid.

After figuring out the ins and outs, Lin Zhihui was not in the mood to continue listening to the hard hats praising the luxurious toilets. A van with the logo of the Aedas Group drove up. Lin Zhihui just took the opportunity to get away. Enter the communication business hall on the side of the road.

Money is easy to do. Lin Zhihui bought a mobile phone for 1000 yuan on the recommendation of his sales girl, and he also gave [-] yuan in phone bills as a gift.

The mobile phone is really good, but with the remaining money, it might not be easy to buy a better computer. As Lin Zhihui walked out, he thought that it would be more cost-effective to go to the waste recycling station in the urban village to find a second-hand computer with high configuration. , so that he and Li Ping can keep the money for the feast.

A burst of melodious music suddenly sounded, and Lin Zhihui was stunned for half a second before he realized that it was his mobile phone ringing, and the word Li Ping was displayed on the screen.

"This kid is a dog, right? I just thought of eating, and he sensed it." Lin Zhihui connected the phone, and was about to tease a few words, but heard a strange voice.

"Li Ping is in first aid right now. Please contact his family as soon as possible and come to the Municipal Fourth Hospital." The policeman on the phone briefly explained that Li Ping had been injured, fulfilled his duty of notification, and hung up the phone.

Lin Zhihui ran to the street, stopped a taxi, and went straight to the hospital.

He ran all the way to the emergency room, but Lin Zhihui saw no one. After asking, he found out that Li Ping had been sent to the ward.

"Are you his friend?" The slightly well-built nurse stopped Lin Zhihui, asked him a few words, and told him to go to the hospital to pay the bill first, and finally said: "His injury is not serious, but his right Achilles tendon is ruptured. Although the operation was performed, the effect will not be satisfactory, I am afraid that he will be disabled in the future. It is best to contact his family as soon as possible."

Although Lin Zhihui has a good relationship with Li Ping, he doesn't know much about his family's situation. He just vaguely knows that the economic conditions are extremely poor. Li Ping has never been back for four years in college, and he has never mentioned his family. The third uncle who runs an Internet cafe, They are just fellow villagers in the village, and they are not related by blood.

Li Ping lived in a ten-person shared room, which was in a mess. As soon as Lin Zhihui arrived in the corridor, he heard the cries of children, the loud voices of adults, and the rustic sound of storytelling from the cottage phone.

"Huizi, you are here." Li Ping's hospital bed was at the far corner of the room, he was half leaning on the pillow, with two bags of liquid hanging above his head, when he saw Lin Zhihui approaching, his face showed a look of shame, and he said hoarsely .

"What's going on? Who beat you like this?" Lin Zhihui stood by the bed and looked him up and down. Seeing that he was in good spirits and his arms and legs were complete, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked directly.

(End of this chapter)