Lucky Records

There are a few cars parked next to the warehouse on Wai Cang Street, all of which have license plates with the initials of Shanghai. Because they belong to the inner ring, they are not very conspicuous.But the people who got on and off the car were different, they were all the leaders in charge of the city's construction and development, so the security guards didn't dare to neglect, and they conscientiously directed the incoming and outgoing vehicles.

Lu Xiang and the third child were followed by the master to the warehouse. Because it was his own company, the car stopped directly at the gate.

Thanks to the third child, all the big and small leaders are here this time.A few friends from Lao San's family came up to say hello, seeing the familiar look of Lao San and Lu Xiang when they were together, they could feel the taste, and asked Lao San unwillingly, only then did they know that Lu Xiang was also from those courtyards in the capital. The son of the family.That's no wonder, when he robbed the reconstruction project in the area of ​​Dongjiadu before, Mr. Lu was not at all submissive to Mr. Wang.

Everyone began to tacitly agree, and complimented Lu Xiang there, Lu Xiang had a straight face, clear and cold, and looked very difficult to get along with.

Because there was an important matter today, he asked his subordinates to quickly invite everyone to the big conference room.

The meeting was presided over by the master, who straight to the point talked about the fire in Dongjiadu.

Several leaders looked at each other in blank dismay, didn't they hold back and didn't report it to the outside?Why did you bring it up again.

"This matter, the street has already reported the results of the disaster, and there were no casualties, which is luck among misfortunes!" An official inside said.

"Have you been to the scene?" Lu Xiang asked him, his voice was thick and powerful, very intimidating.

The man shook his head.

"Then how do you know there were no casualties?"

"Our post-disaster work is graded. To this extent, it is enough to do a good job in the post-disaster pension work. Moreover, the fire is man-made and caused by improper use of fire. After that, as long as the community does a good job of publicity work, it will be enough to put an end to it. "

That person is also bold, it is better not to say anything that is not very showy on this occasion.The colleague next to him pushed him, told him to say a few words less, and listen to the meaning here.

Lu Xiang leaned back on the backrest with a serious expression. He raised his chin to the teacher, asking him to continue the conversation.

The master took the mobile phone and plugged an output line into it, and then a web page popped up on the big screen on the office wall.

Several leaders saw that it was Weibo.Not knowing what Lu Xiang was going to do, he held his breath and waited for his people to speak.

"The fire was man-made, but it was not improper use of fire. It was set by people with ulterior motives to make something happen."

"Mr. Liu, you can't talk nonsense. Do you have evidence? This kind of arson is involved in a criminal case, and those who spread rumors are also disturbing social order." Someone reminded.

The master is very stylish, old Keehler, with a strong accent, smiled there and didn't directly answer the other party's highly targeted words, pointed to the screen with a projector pen and said to a group of people, "Oh, we didn't say that. Yes, I’m just retelling, you can see for yourself, it’s on the trending list.”

Except for Lu Xiang and Lao San, everyone in the conference room looked up at the screen, and a few who didn't believe it even checked their mobile phones.Sure enough, in just a short while, the news that someone set fire to the Dongjiadu area to be demolished has been ranked several times in the hot search rankings.

The master shook his head there with a helpless expression.

Some people couldn't sit still and began to yell, "Isn't the news suppressed? The media has accepted the notice letter and told them not to release it."

He is talking about traditional media, this is the Internet, and what is spread is self-media.

"Who took care of it?" Lu Xiang asked abruptly.

The meeting room suddenly fell silent again, and no one dared to speak out.

After a while, Wang Chu, who was in charge of the old city reconstruction project, said, "If this incident becomes a big deal, it will have a very bad impact on Shanghai as a whole. Everyone sitting here is a distinguished personage. Don't lose it just because of a little bit of immediate benefits." The whole future. It’s not something we should do because of small losses. I think Mr. Lu should have a plan to deal with us when he called us today, why don’t we listen together?”

"My plan is very simple. The demolition team will be replaced, and our company will follow up."

Lu Xiang's answer to Wang Chu was very quick, it looked like it had been planned long ago, someone might have been touched by their interests, and objected there.

"This won't work. It's something that was decided at the beginning, and you can change it as you like. Besides, the demolition project has been going on for a while, so it's too late to change people now!"

Lu Xiang gouged out the other party's eyes, tapped his fingers on the conference table, and said in a calm and calm tone, "The company didn't do anything before, and all actions stopped there. So far, only a dozen companies have signed the agreement."

"I'm not asking everyone to decide today. In this way, everyone go back and think about it for a week, and you will give me a decision after a week."

Seeing that everyone was silent, he said, "I will hand over the real culprit of the arson case in a week."

"What about those hot searches on the Internet?" Some leaders are more worried about this. Now the speed of Internet information dissemination is extremely fast, and many things can happen if it is not dealt with in time.It's best to stop this kind of thing as soon as possible, otherwise some people with ulterior motives will take advantage of the loopholes and everyone can't eat it.

"Third Brother, please help me with this matter." Lu Xiang said to the third brother.

The third child turned around the string of white jade in his hand, nodded and agreed.

Seeing that he had spoken, several leaders felt less apprehensive, but they still frowned and their faces were ashen when they left.Because they have to stand in line with the two princes Lu Xiang and Wang Zheng for a week, this is definitely the hardest decision they have made so far.

As soon as they left, the third child yelled, "Xiang'er, you have nothing to do with me as a pistol!"

The third child said that Lu Xiang asked him to handle the self-media affairs, but unexpectedly Lu Xiang replied to him, "You have a big face, I didn't see them seeing you, and they were all pissed off. I brought you out to be more credible."

"Where do you want me to direct those marketing accounts!"

"You don't need to go, you are responsible for paying the money, and I will send someone to contact you."

"Did you really do this?"

"Well, if you don't do this, you won't be able to convince them."

The third child admired him for this, sometimes a rascal can be worse than a real villain.Because Lu Xiang has a good brain, everything he does is well planned, so the brothers let him decide on certain things in the company.

The third child looked at him with a grin. Before he came to Shanghai, he had heard that his life was not going well. At first he wanted to see his setbacks, but unexpectedly he had mastered them all. I really couldn’t find any way to help him. Chance.

Suddenly thinking of that kid, he asked there, "Where is that kid? He didn't come back last night! Did he really quarrel with you?"

Now it seems that only this kid can deal with his younger brother, and the third child is laughing even more, trying to see Lu Xiang's reaction.

Hearing what he said, Lu Xiang's expression froze in an instant. After all, the kid has been missing for almost a day, and he really doesn't know if something happened.Thinking of this, his eyes became deeper.

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There used to be many disused factories in the Jiangwan area of ​​Yangpu District. Later, Wujiaochang was rebuilt and many factories there were demolished.There are still some that are far away and continue to be deserted there, becoming a gathering place for scavengers and homeless people.

Song Lan was caught by Scar and brought here for two days. He was brought here with a cloth bag over his head. He didn't know where he was taken. He only knew from the slogan on the wall of the ruined factory that he was still in Shanghai.

Scar and a few brothers caught him and threw him into a small factory building, and he went outside.Someone brought him water once that night, and no one came in during that time.

He was tied up in a mess, and at first he was holding back, because he thought that the sewage on the floor was not sitting on the floor, but after standing for a long time, he became dizzy and moved to the corner of the wall.I didn't care about it later, no one came to take care of it when I was in a hurry to urinate, so I could only pull it on my body.

Those hooligans are mentally torturing him, fuck him!

After Song Lan wet his pants continuously the next day, he became extremely irritable in his heart, and the fear from the inside out gradually deepened. He might as well punch him directly with his fist.

He didn't dare to drink water or eat anything, and on the third night, he began to have hallucinations.

In a daze, he tried to open his eyes, squinting to see the person in front of him.

The man didn't speak, he quickly untied the rope for him, and roughly pulled him up from the ground.Because Song Lan was in a semi-conscious state and couldn't move around, the man went to carry him again.

Song Lan leaned on the man's back and felt that he was not tall, and when she tried to see his face clearly, she passed out completely.

I woke up again in a familiar and comfortable bed.

Song Lan opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling for a while. The classical European-style chandelier hung on it. After the breeze passed, the pendant hanging below made a crisp sound.

He tried his best to raise his neck to look over, and the handsome face that made him grit his teeth was slowly walking towards him at the door, he was a little frustrated, his head fell into the pillow and muttered to himself, "Am I dead?" ? Why did you let me see you even after you died!"

Lu Xiang entered the bedroom just to see if he was awake.After the person was rescued, Song Lan lay in bed for a whole day, and three bottles of nutrient solution were hung up during the period. The doctor said he was fine before letting him go.Seeing him awake at this moment, I finally let go of my heart.I approached him and heard what he said.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and Song Lan's lying body swayed up and down on the mattress.

"What? Don't want to see me yet?"

Song Lan didn't look at him, her eyes were still fixed on the ceiling, and she asked him, "Why are you here?"

"I came here, and I was vomiting blood in my head because of your anger, but these two legs just don't listen to me."

"Alright, someone is accompanying you on Huangquan Road. Let me explain to you first, you have done more bad things than me. When the judge comes later, don't say you know me. I don't want to go to hell with you."

The road rang for a while, wondering what the kid was going to do now, thought he was still talking in a coma, so he stroked his forehead with his hand.

His palm is hot, very warm.

Song Lan jumped up suddenly, knelt there and touched his hand, "Why are your hands so hot?"

"What are you talking about? I was surprised, Lan'er, are you okay?" Lu Xiang looked shocked.

"I'm not dead?" Song Lan suddenly laughed, a little excited.

"Master, I thought I was dead!"

Now Lu Xiang understood, this kid must have been mentally tortured in the past two days, and he has paranoia.He held his face in both hands and pressed it hard, proving it to him, "I'm not dead, you can't die with me here! See, does it hurt?"

Song Lan came out of death just now, and she was still excited, no matter how fierce the quarrel with Lu Xiang was before, she smirked there, "Master, he scared me to death, I thought I was dead! You saved me?"

Lu Xiang nodded, "My people saved it."

Song Lan was so excited that she shed tears, thinking of something, she didn't hold back all of a sudden, and grabbed Lu Xiang's hand and choked up loudly, "I want to take a bath, they are too tortured, it's fine if they don't give me food, and make me pee Pants, I'm so dirty!"

Seeing that he had changed back to Song Lan, Lu Xiang comforted him, "I washed it for you, it was quite dirty and smelly, it smelled bad."

Song Lan didn't believe it and went to lift the quilt, and then saw that she was neatly dressed in pajamas.He raised his head and didn't know if he was teasing on purpose.

"Then you still touch me!"

Seeing Lu Xiang looking at him, he continued to tease him, "Do you like me?"