Trafford’s Trading Club

Hospital, Volkswagen Ward, one of the beds.

The secretary pulled the curtains around the bed together, creating a narrow enclosed space. Here, in addition to the secretary and the man named General Lan, there is also a middle-aged uncle named Chen - the host uncle.

And the doctor who called.

And the doctor said, "Sorry! Mr. Langkay! I didn't know this patient was your brother! I'll have the best room arranged right away! ”

President Lan... Lan Kai just waved, the secretary next to him lifted the curtain and made a request to the doctor.

The doctor didn't say anything, so he hurried away and arranged it.

Langkai is a fairly famous entrepreneur.

After the death of the previous generation of the Rudder of the Lan Clan Group a few years ago, it was handed over to Lan Kai for inheritance, and now the cause is growing again.

Besides, Langkai is also a well-known philanthropist, donated a lot of equipment to this hospital, even a sanatorium in the hospital was developed in cooperation with him... If one is not handled well, the doctor estimates that the profession is over, how can you not be comfortable?

Without mentioning the doctor's attitude, the host uncle's attitude was naturally more restrictive - he went all the way to the address on Lan Xiu's ID card and found the house empty and said it was sold. Asked the neighbors in the neighborhood what happened to the Langshu family was unclear.

I just heard that Langxiu grew up with his mother, but no one had ever seen what his father looked like. Uncle Host has no choice but to go to the police.

At first, he didn't really believe it, but he also embraced the attitude of trying it... I didn't expect that this disability could not be selfishly thickened. He is still the brother of Lankai, who is now at the helm of Lankai Corporation.

A noble social celebrity from almost the lowest level of society... The host uncle can't help but think of a lot of eight-point dog blood TV drama - this blue repair, I'm afraid, was planted under the abortion of the Blue Family's last generation?

The secretary moved a stool and sat Langkai down. The company's helmsman was about thirty years old, and he gauged the blues on the bed indifferently.

Though the skinny face looks very dry, you can also see a little similarity between Langshu and Langkai's eyebrows carefully.

“Tell me about him.” Langkai spoke suddenly at this moment.

As soon as the landlord was stunned, he hurried: “Mr. Lang, I don't really know. He moved to my place a year ago. As for me, he also meets with tenants and landlords when they pay their rent. I really don't know about him. Not to mention how he ended up like this! Mr. Lang, it's really none of my business! ”

Langkai suddenly asked: "Hasn't anyone come to him? ”

The host uncle thought about it for a while and said, "I don't think so… I don't know, but at least I haven't met it. ”

Langkai nodded and suddenly glanced at the secretary. The secretary took an inflated yellow bag out of the briefcase, "This is from Chief Blue. In addition to your medical expenses, you can keep the rest. ”

This big bag, I'm afraid it's not a hundred thousand!! No, no, I'm afraid it weighs 200,000!

The host uncle smiled and took it, “Thank you, Mr. Lan! Thank you, Mr. Lang! Well... if nothing happens, I'll go first! ”

This guy's got such a rich brother. Where's the landlord who doesn't have a lot of dry cleaning around? I didn't expect to make a fortune! Hosts who are happy and don't want to stay involved naturally intend to leave as soon as possible.

“Wait a minute.” Langkai suddenly shouted at this moment.

“Blue, blue, what else?” Uncle Host subconsciously tightened the note.

“I'm going to see where he lives. ”

……

Just opened the door and a stinking stench burst out.

Langkai took out a handkerchief, covered his nose, frowned and walked into this humble studio rental room.

“Mr. Blue, watch out!” Uncle Host shouted in a hurry: "This is garbage, hey... be careful, don't get dirty. ”

The host uncle hastily picked up the garbage he had left here and threw it aside. Langkai asked the secretary to wait outside the door before really walking into this little bedroom.

“General Lan, I haven't moved anything since the accident here. Nothing has moved!” The host uncle hastily said.

“You go out, too.” Langkai waved.

Uncle Host nodded... to be honest, he didn't have much reason to stay here, mainly because of bad luck.

Langkai gauged the room.

In a messy bed, clothes are everywhere like dry dishes, and there's a lot of clothing on the floor that smells wet and crisp.

Cockroaches suddenly climbed under Langkai's feet, which almost threaded Langkai's eyebrows into a 'river’ word.

Not to mention the stench coming from the toilet... I'm afraid there are still adult diapers that haven't been cleaned up in time?

Blue repair's lower body is completely unconscious, and incontinence is common as a direct result.

Langkai still had no expression... but when his eyes moved to the only table here, his eyes suddenly grew sharp.

He walked up to the table and held up the frame he had covered… one in the photo was Blue Fix and the other was already a smiling woman.

Langkai's eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly the frame was still on the ground. The shoe stepped on top of the frame and crushed the glass directly from the frame.

Langkai finally picked up the photo again, rubbed it into a bunch again, and finally picked up the lighter from the table and burned the photo to ashes.

He just left this stinking room.

In the car, Langkai opened the window and looked at the secretary standing outside the car and said softly: "Find someone to clean up everything in the house and take care of it today. Also, let the landlord rent out the house as soon as possible. ”

The secretary hastily wrote it down.

Langkai glanced out the window at this moment, and the old rental house looked a little shady, and suddenly he said: "Also, keep this a secret and keep quiet. Especially at my house. ”

“I get it, Chief Blue.” The secretary nodded.

The car slowly dismissed the alley and Langkai closed the window, closed his eyes against his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Shortly afterwards, Langkai took out the phone.

“Sora, I won't be back at night. Don't wait for me to eat. ”

“Whatever, you'll come or not, it's the same. I might be happier if you don't come back! ”

Doo-doo-doo-doo!

The other party hangs up first.

……

……

In an ashtray full of ash and butt, some residues suddenly began to float apart a little bit, along with residues that had not yet been completely burned.

They keep coming together in the air, little by little, back to where they were, eventually turning into a picture full of wrinkles...

And the subterranean frames, at this point, are restored to their original appearance in the same way.

Eventually, they all fell into the hands of Boss Lo.

Boss Lo carefully weighed this photograph, and he didn't seem to intend to erase the marks from the rubbed photograph - although I'm afraid it's as simple as drinking water for Boss Lo.

Lochu just sent it back into the frame.

In the photo, he and she not only laughed, but also held up a trophy together.

“If you can't stand it, why don't you stay with me. ”

Lo Qiu muttered and left.

……

Shortly afterwards, some people in moving company uniforms walked in. They started moving things here under Secretary Langkay's command.

“Listen, everything has to be visible to me, and I agree before I can move to the dump! ”