Bad feng shui in the entertainment industry

When Tomson left the teahouse, he had an extra key in his pocket.

Lawyer Fang told him that Mrs. Tang opened a safe in a foreign bank before her death and entrusted the key to Lawyer Fang for safekeeping. Once she had any accident or died of illness, she would hand over the key to Tomson.As long as Tomson holds this key, he can go to the bank to open the safe on the 23rd of every month.

Today happens to be the 23rd of this month.

"What's in the safe?" Tomson asked before leaving.

"I'm not sure about that." Lawyer Fang said.

Tang Chen looked at Lawyer Fang, but felt that this person was not telling the truth.

"Then can you figure out what's in it?"

The old crook who had been a wallflower in the corner silently glanced at his master, gloating a little at his reaction.

"I have a rule of criticizing divinations for people. I only talk about life and death, regardless of the details. So I can only tell you that you will never get nothing when you go to open the safe." Lawyer Fang's expression was cold, and his shirt cuff buttons came out of the cup when he was pouring tea. The suit was exposed, and the low-key style showed the master's good taste. He actually perfectly combined the status of a magic stick and a lawyer, "By the way, I need to remind you that Mrs. Tang opened this safe in secret. Yours The rest of the family didn't know about it. So I suggest that when you go to open the safe, don't let others know."

"Hey, little classmate! Are you going to the bank? Shall I see you off?" Lawyer Fang's senior apprentice chased after Tang Chen all the way, and actually followed him into the subway after being rejected.

"I didn't expect that your mother is actually my master's client. If I had known, I wouldn't have cheated on your talisman paper money. It's a pity that I have already spent the money, so I still can't pay it back, but don't worry. , if you have anything to do, just say it, and I, Lao Yang, promise to do anything!"

If Tomson really had a knife in hand, compared to the two rows of bony ribs of the old liar, he probably wanted to stick it in his mouth, and cut off the nagging tongue directly to save worry.

Seemingly seeing that Tang Chen didn't want to see him, Lao Yang was also interested, followed Tang Chen to the gate of the bank, and waved goodbye to him with his yellow teeth bared.When he saw Tomson walking into the bank, he took out an old black-and-white mobile phone from his trouser pocket, wiped away the greasy and tired face, and whispered after dialing: "Hey, Team Fang, the kid is safe now." I arrived at the bank, and I watched, um, no one followed me on the road. But is it really okay for you to do this, the above clearly stated that... well, I understand."

Tomson handed over the key to the staff of the bank, and was led to a safe after being verified by fingerprint identification.

"The bank stipulates that customers cannot stay in the vault for more than 5 minutes, please understand." The staff bowed apologetically to Tomson, left him in the vault alone, and voluntarily retreated to the vault. outside the door.

This is the first time Tomson has entered or exited such a place. Rows of cool metal safes filled the space like shelves, giving people a sense of inorganic cold oppression.He found the corresponding safe according to the number, opened it with the key, and saw a letter without an envelope lying inside, and a file bag.

"Xiao Chen, when you read this letter, your mother has already left this world..."

When Mrs. Tang's familiar handwriting appeared in front of his eyes, Tang Chen's last doubt of the opposing lawyer was dispelled.This letter was indeed from Mrs. Tang, and he would never admit it wrong.

"...Having a son like you is the happiest thing in my life. You are always so obedient, gentle and considerate by my side. I often think about what a bright future you would have if you were a healthy child It is your mother who is sorry for you. At the moment you were born, she made you bear the pain that you will never be able to get rid of. So my mother always tries her best to make you feel happy, even if you only have a short life, you can enjoy every day without worry Compared with mother and son, we are more like friends who talk about everything, but here, mother wants to say sorry to you, there is a secret, mother has hidden you..."

When Tang Chen saw the word "Secret", Tang Chen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but the first page of letter paper was over, and he couldn't see the content behind it.

Tang Chen's hands were shaking, and his palms were covered with cold sweat. With great difficulty, he turned to the letter paper at the back, and saw the next sentence——

"You're not Daddy's only child."

So she knows!She already knew it!

Tomson's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't even remember how he read the rest of the letter.The gentle figure of his mother always appeared in his mind.She is like a delicate flower in a greenhouse that is carefully cared for, endowed with the most suitable sunshine and rain, and does not know the wind and rain outside.Everyone who sees Mrs. Tang will feel that she is so happy.She has a good background, a husband who is determined to succeed in his career, a sensible and handsome son, and even parents-in-law who treat her like her own.She has all these things that a woman dreams of, and she nestles under the umbrella of Mr. Tang with peace of mind. Even the years treat her tenderly, never leaving a trace on her smiling face.

It's really enviable and jealous.

However, what kind of mood is such a woman writing this letter to her son?

Judging from the content of the letter, Mrs. Tang clearly knew about Aunt Yun's existence. Although the words were permeated with the knowledge and principles of a lady, she asked Tang Chen not to hate his father, to be a filial son and grandson, and to try his best to have a good relationship with his half-brother. get along.But Tomson still felt his mother's uneasiness.

She seemed to be afraid that after she passed away, her caring husband and loving and kind parents-in-law would make her son with a congenital heart disease unable to survive.

So behind this deep uneasiness, how much discount should be discounted on the happiness she showed?And how much of the compromise and accommodation is for that useless son who needs huge medical expenses every year to continue his life?

Tomson opened the document bag again, and saw that it was actually an insurance contract.

Mrs. Tang actually insured herself a huge amount of life insurance before her death, and the beneficiary was Tang Chen.

This woman is using her little ability to leave the last retreat for her son.

Seeing Juanxiu's signature on the contract, and teardrops hitting the paper, Tomson finally couldn't help crying loudly holding the file bag.

"It's really useless, do you just cry?" An impatient voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

Tang Chen suddenly stopped crying, his heart was beating wildly, and a chill ran down his spine, but he still tried his best to restrain his panic, and tried his best to ask back in a calm voice: "You, who are you?"

Footsteps were heard outside the vault, and the bank staff came in and looked at Tang Chen, not surprised at the sound of crying, as if he had long been used to seeing all kinds of things in this place where the secrets of the world were stored, and took it for granted.

"Sir, the time limit of five minutes has expired. I'm afraid you have to leave."