Rebirth of the Uncrowned King

With my injury, naturally all work stopped.It is said that my colleague exposed this matter, and it also caused a lot of discussion in the society, about the working environment and living space of journalists.In the end, even the president of the newspaper office came to condolences to me, which really made me feel flattered.

However, I was shocked, and the emotion that took up more weight in my heart was still anxiety. If my investigation stopped for a day, the other party could do a lot more.Perhaps after I am discharged from the hospital, I will find that most of the materials I have obtained before are invalid.

In order to avoid this from happening, I tried my best to speed up my recovery, but I was unable to do so. In the end, I was ordered by the doctor not to get out of bed casually.

Wang Jiawen and Zhao Wei prepared delicious food for me six times a day. After a few days, I felt that I gained a lot of weight.Cui Musheng stopped going to the newspaper office, and came to the hospital to watch over me every day, and followed the doctor's and nurse's orders meticulously, but he just didn't listen to me.

As for Xiao Ping, no matter how busy or tired he is every day, he will definitely come to see me.For him, I am really grateful, but besides thank you, I don't know what else to say.

What I was worried about, what I said I was facing, of course I couldn’t talk about it; what I experienced, what happened that night, if we talked about it, both of us would be uncomfortable, I don’t know what he saw at that time. , What a humiliating and miserable appearance, I can hardly imagine myself, so why embarrass him again.

Therefore, in the ward, there were often scenes where Xiao Ping and I were relatively silent.For this reason, Zhao Wei even made a joke: "Brother, reporter Ye, why are you two dumb like two big girls?"

At such a time, it was still Wang Jiawen who showed loyalty, gently lifted Zhao Wei, and stuffed him with a bunch of things: "Stop talking nonsense, and iron the tableware for your reporter Ye Da!"

Watching me finish my afternoon snack, Xiao Ping, Wang Jiawen, and Zhao Wei left together, leaving Cui Musheng to watch me, and they would come to bring me food in the evening.I had nothing to do, so I wanted to walk around, but before my feet touched the ground, Cui Musheng grabbed my shoulders.

"Ms. Ye, please be quiet." Cui Musheng made a bitter expression: "You can rest for two more days before moving around, okay?"

As he spoke, he turned on the TV in the ward, and flexibly pressed his fingers on the remote control: "What program do you want to watch? You command with your voice, and I will operate it."

I lay back on the bed again, helplessly watching the TV screen jump up and down, and various pictures flashed by.

"Wait!" One of the pictures was too familiar, which lifted my slack spirit, and I said to Cui Musheng, "Please tune up a few channels, slow down so I can see clearly."

According to my instructions, Cui Musheng tuned two channels forward, and then I finally saw the familiar program—on the gorgeous red sofa on the TV, there were two men in suits and leather shoes, one of whom was young Some of them are Ren Min.And next to him, there was a gray-haired man with facial features somewhat similar to Ren Min's. The subtitles on the TV told me that he was the chairman of Renchang Group, that is, Ren Min's father.

I know this show and have seen it several times before. It is a live commercial talk show. The host is eloquent and witty with some humor.In the show, the host asked several questions about hidden needles, all of which were answered by Ren Min. His answers were always impeccable, his tone was modest, his expression and behavior were polite, and he did not fall behind at all.

Ren Min's father doesn't talk much, and always looks at Ren Min with a slight smile. He must be very proud of having such a son, right? Handsome, wealthy, stable, and intelligent...Ren Min's public image is almost It's perfect.After this episode of the program is broadcast, I don't know how many fans this diamond king will increase.

But when I thought about the time I spent with him, I realized that what I miss the most is not such a perfect him, but the way that when I woke up in the morning, my hair would be messy and I would lure me to eat cheap food. Ren Min, who works at a side stall, occasionally loses his temper, makes well-organized reasoning when watching detective films but ends up guessing the murderer wrong.

It's just that Ren Min will never appear again. When I miss him, I can only meet him in my memory.

Thinking of this, and remembering the experience of being beaten that night, my heart felt as uncomfortable as being squeezed by a pair of big hands, I felt like vomiting but couldn't, my chest was tight, as if I was about to suffocate.

Why is this world so cruel, and let such a good person become as cruel and ruthless as he is now?

"Ms. Ye, Mrs. Ye..." Suddenly I heard Cui Musheng calling me, and I realized that I was just staring at the TV in a daze.

"What's wrong?" I asked, smiling at him.

Cui Musheng approached me with a white face, stared at me for a long time, and then said: "Mr. Ye, are you okay, you stared at the TV without blinking, and then your face changed slowly, looking very serious , it can be said to be tragic in the end.”

"Really?" I quickly rubbed my face, and then explained: "It's nothing, I just thought that he would make a fortune, but I was scarred and a little psychologically unbalanced."

Cui Musheng narrowed his eyes, with a look of disbelief: "But, Teacher Ye, why do I think this person looks familiar on TV? Has he come to the newspaper office to look for you before... Also, Renchang Group, Isn’t that what those workers said when we went to that village last time? Tsk, is there something tricky about it that I don’t know about?”

This child, why does he have such a good memory at this time... I was a little helpless, so I had to move out the theory of "I didn't tell you so as not to restrict your thinking" that worked before, and then slowly brought the topic to the right one. Only then did the discussion of the incident slowly divert his attention away.

On the TV, the man was talking about public welfare topics, like an entrepreneur with a full sense of social responsibility.The audience would never have imagined that behind such a perfect image, he was plotting an extremely dangerous project, and he did not hesitate to hurt an old man, his former lover and junior for this purpose.

At this moment, I am a little lucky, fortunately I don't love him anymore.