Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

While talking, Wang Muzhi took out the box containing the wooden comb.

The moment the box appeared, Yang Xue seemed to be petrified. She remained motionless while drinking, staring straight at the box. The shock in her pupils had already overflowed from her eye sockets. The look of disbelief on her face represented her disapproval of this thing. It's so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

"Boom."

Yang Xue let go of her hand, and the wine glass fell on the thick floor. The red wine stained the floor, just like Yang Xue's mood at this moment.

"This...this is..."

Yang Xue stood up involuntarily, but the next second, she felt like the world was spinning and she fell backwards.

"I go!"

Wang Muzhi rushed over like lightning, grabbed Yang Xue's slender waist, and held her in his arms. A scent of fragrance instantly hit his nostrils. The body in his arms was so bumpy that the young man Wang Muzhi couldn't help but look at it. The heat is rising.

Who can resist this?

"Hey, wake up."

Wang Muzhi knew that the wooden comb was very important to Yang Xue, but he never expected that it would end up like this. Looking at Yang Xue who was unconscious in his arms, he directly aimed at the person and pinched it.

A few minutes later, Yang Xue woke up leisurely.

Realizing that he was still in Wang Muzhi's arms, he didn't care about it. He quickly got up and rushed to the table. He opened the box with trembling hands. The wooden comb came into view, and big tears fell on the table from his eyes. , splashing with tears.

Wang Muzhi didn't bother.

He knew that people like Yang Xue would not shed tears easily. It seemed that this wooden comb contained other great meanings.

After a few minutes, Wang Muzhi handed over a tissue.

"Thank you."

Yang Xue took over and said something, and then said in a serious tone.

"Mr. Wang, I don't know where you found this wooden comb, but it means a lot to me. I don't know if I can part with it. I'm willing to pay 20."

20 can definitely knock any ordinary person unconscious. If you convert it, it is at least equivalent to 500 million in the previous life!

It's not an exaggeration.

But Wang Muzhi still shook his head.

Yang Xue quickly changed her mind: "If Mr. Wang is not satisfied, you can add more, 40 or 60 is no problem. No matter how much it costs, I will definitely get this wooden comb back!"

"You are wrong. I will give this to you, but I think you should care about your own situation first. If a person dies, no amount of money will be of any use."

"You mean I'm going to die here?"

Yang Xue's face was full of disbelief.

"Yes, if what I predict is correct, both you and your daughter will die here."

Hearing this, a chill instantly ran through Yang Xue's body, giving her goosebumps all over her body and shivering unconsciously.

An ant can still survive, let alone a living person.

Wang Muzhi raised his hand and threw the box to Yang Xue neatly, returning it to its original owner.

"Then...then what should I do? Please give Mr. Wang some advice."

Holding the box in his hand, Yang Xue began to be convinced of Wang Muzhi's unpredictable methods. This box actually appeared here, and Yang Xue was shocked.

"Life is intertwined with blessings and misfortunes, with bitterness and joy intertwined. Your situation is not other people's, but your own. What you do depends on your own choice. I am just a bystander. When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you."

"I understand, but there are some things that we must do even if we are buried in the abyss!"

Yang Xue's tone suddenly became solemn, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Wang Muzhi.

"This comb is very important to me, but I won't take it for nothing."

Yang Xue took the box and left. Seeing the person he liked in his previous life leaving the room, Wang Muzhi shook his head and sighed.

For a moment, I really wanted to tell the truth, but judging from Yang Xue's various behaviors, she had an unclear relationship with the corpse case.

Reason and emotion, lies and truth.

Which one is more important.

After thinking for a while, Wang Muzhi called Wu Guo.

"I've already laid the grass, and now we'll see how the snake moves. In addition, it's impossible for a person with Yang Xue's status to kill someone himself. The focus is on whether Yang Xue had any close friends before he left home. Check them and their relatives. bank account.”

"You mean selling your life for money?"

Wu Guo obviously had not thought about this direction.

"Since the deceased is a scumbag, there must be many people who want his life, including Yang Xue of course. By the way, does the deceased have any relatives?"

"I also have a wife who is also suffering from illness."

"Looking at her, she loves her house as much as she loves her. Hatred will also be contagious. I think I will also attack this woman."

As soon as I woke up the next day, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter walked in with a dining cart. Soon the table was filled with all kinds of food, and there was a dazzling array of food.

"Sir, this is the breakfast that Mr. Yang sent you. If there is anything inappropriate, just tell us."

"Thank you."

Wang Muzhi was not polite. As soon as he sat down, he heard someone knocking on the door. It turned out to be Wu Guo standing at the door with breakfast. His eyes were quickly attracted by the sumptuous breakfast on the table.

"I'll go, Mu Zhi, you are indeed rich. Isn't this a great meal?"

"Come here to eat together. I can't finish it anyway. It's all given by Mr. Yang."

Wu Guo was not polite either. The carefully made pastries came in two bites, which was so satisfying.

"Brother Guo, please eat slowly. These are all yours. If you can't eat them, take them all away."

"Your boy's popularity with women is so good. Such a big boss actually gave you breakfast in person. But you can't be Chen Shimei. Be careful of Enhui beating you!"

Wang Muzhi couldn't laugh or cry.

"Come on, Brother Guo, you underestimate me too much. Am I that kind of person? Who of us is serious about business? Is there any progress in the dismemberment case?"

"No, I am investigating according to the clues you mentioned. However, this person is too old and his social relations are very complicated. It will take time." Wu Guo had something in his mouth and said vaguely: "But it will make our leader happy. Yes, Yang Xue still didn't mention her uncle in a word, as if she had forgotten it at all."

"When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. This is the most abnormal thing." Wang Muzhi finished eating slowly and asked by the way: "By the way, what is Yang Xue going to do today?"

"Of course, the city leaders will accompany the inspection. I heard that a factory will be built in our city."

"Come on, let's follow and have a look."

"That's what I meant."

After taking two sips, he drank the milk in one gulp and found a bag to put all the remaining pastries and dough sticks. Wang Muzhi and Wu Guo went downstairs and saw a young man asking at the front desk. At first Wang Muzhi hadn't noticed yet, but as soon as he took two steps, he was instantly frozen in place.

"How to shepherd it?"

Wang Muzhi slowly turned back and his eyes fell on the young man who was consulting at the front desk. In Wang Muzhi's mind, his appearance gradually overlapped with the face of the murderer in his previous life memory, exactly the same.

it's him!

It was this young man who died together with Yang Xue in the room.