I Don’t Want To Be Popular

The speed of the Gulfstream G650 aircraft can be close to Mach 1. Mach is the speed of sound, which is equivalent to flying at the speed of sound. It is truly a thousand miles in one day. It can fly for 15 hours with a full tank of fuel.

After stopping in Paris for refueling, we continued on the road.

When Chen Chuan returned to Chongqing, he planned to visit Longyou Technology, so he got up and headed north to engage in construction in Huashan Town in the capital.

Unexpectedly, I saw Chu Dayong in the office of [Longyou Technology].

Chu Dayong stood up, looked at Chen Chuan and said, "Mr. Chen, something happened."

"What?" Chen Chuan felt strange. Dayong was in charge of the [Daily Bicycle] project in Rongcheng, so why did he come to Chongqing?

Chu Dayong said in a trembling voice: "[Yitong Capital] has been taken over by someone else, and the new boss is a man named Yang."

"Where's Tianxiu? Are you quitting your career when you go to Italy?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Jun Tianxiu... is dead." Chu Dayong's voice had a trembling ending, as if he had not yet recovered from the surprise and shock.

Chen Chuan was even more stunned and looked at Chu Dayong with wide eyes.

Chu Dayong took a sip of water: "I received the news from [Yitong Capital] and drove over immediately."

"Dead?" Chen Chuan confirmed.

Chu Dayong nodded: "The cause of death is not known yet. The place of death was in Rome and the time was last night."

Chen Chuan touched his head and felt that his brain was a little bloated. He had been on a plane for 30 hours, and the journey was bumpy. Although he was tired, he was also happy. The main thing is that the two dedicated stewardesses are very considerate. When he returned to Chongqing, he originally wanted to visit the company first and then go home to have a good sleep to get over the jet lag.

As a result, the news brought by Chu Dayong directly confused him.

"Is the news true? Is that kid playing tricks? What kind of financial capital escape scheme?" Chen Chuan confirmed.

Chu Dayong frowned and thought: "The capital market is calm. I haven't received any news that any company's funds have changed, and our project funds have not been affected. Before I came, I drove to the Jinlin Peninsula where Jun's family lived. Circle, there were a lot of black cars parked outside the community. People coming and going looked solemn, and they also saw his wife, wearing a black suit, sunglasses, and a white gauze on her arms. I’m not sure if that’s her wife, anyway, judging from her figure , the hairstyle and height look like.”

"Is there any other news?" Chen Chuan asked.

Chu Dayong pondered: "I asked around and found out whether the Jun family is engaged in ordinary business in Italy. I only know this, I only know that it was an accident, or it was premeditated, or I was involved in some incident, or died naturally, I don’t know yet. Boss, I don’t know if this incident will affect our [Daily Cycling] project. Do you want to take a look in Chengdu?”

Chu Dayong handed over a cigarette.

Chen Chuan sat behind his desk.

Chu Dayong lit a cigarette for him, then closed the office door and opened the window.

In the smoke, Chen Chuan still remembered that it was only the 19th, three days ago, when he and Juntian Xiucai said goodbye in Yucheng.

Jun Tianxiu had billions in assets, was accompanied by bodyguards when he came in and out, had countless luxury cars and mansions, and had a lovely wife who was as beautiful as a flower.

This reality is magical.

When I closed my eyes, I seemed to see Jun Tianxiu smoking on the streets of Rome, and then someone passed behind him with a newspaper, and then there were two bangs...

Opening his eyes, Chen Chuan felt that he had watched too many movies.

Chu Dayong also looked as confused as him.

In essence, the two of them are innocent young men from Haiqin City, and they have never heard of this since they were young.

"How to do it?" Chu Dayong asked.

"Don't worry, it's not our turn to be anxious about this matter. Let's wait for the news." Chen Chuan said, "Is the funeral in China?"

Chu Dayong shook his head and didn't know.

Chen Chuan took his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and turned to "Yu'er's Midsummer Night's Dream". That was Wang Tianyu's ID.

The last time the two chatted was five days ago on May 18, and the last record was the voice call that night. Later, I heard Jun Tianxiu's interaction with her after drinking and going home.

There is pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk.

Chen Chuan wrote four sentences:

The old friend is invisible, and the Han River flows eastward.

I would like to ask Mr. Xiangyang, Caizhou is empty.

This is "Crying Meng Haoran" by Wang Wei.

Wang Wei and Meng Haoran were close friends. When asked about Meng's death, Wang Wei wrote this poem.

Chu Dayong looked at the four lines of the poem, and the thin gold body with iron and silver hooks was amazingly crafted. In the past, he would have flattered the boss and praised him for his good words.

Now, he just looked at the words and murmured: "Old friends are invisible, the Han River flows eastward, alas."

Chu Dayong observed his words and saw that Chen Chuan wanted to be alone for a while, so he quietly left the office.

Wang Meng is a close friend.

Chen Chuan considered himself not a close friend of Jun Tianxiu. He had met him twice and had dinner together, so he had a fair impression of him.

Boom, boom, boom!

Someone knocked lightly on the door.

It was Li Kaixin who came in with a fruit plate filled with washed grapes.

"Mr. Chen, you eat." Li Kexin obediently placed the fruit plate on the corner of the table and saw the words.

This song "Crying Meng Haoran" is in memory of a friend.

When you see this picture, you can usually guess what happened.

Li Kexin asked in surprise: "Mr. Chen, what's wrong? What happened?"

Chen Chuan shook his head gently.

At this time, someone knocked on the door again and came in. It was Zhang Mengyue who came to deliver documents.

She also noticed the words on the table and the atmosphere in the office.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Mengyue also asked softly.

Chen Chuan exhaled, picked up the lighter, and lit the piece of paper with the poem on it.

Light yellow flames rose, and the white paper was burned into black ash and fell to the ground.

Zhang Mengyue and Li Kexin went to get brooms to sweep the floor at the same time.

However, Li Kexin grabbed the broom handle faster.

Zhang Mengyue gave it to her.

Li Kexin swept up the black ash on the ground.

Chen Chuan looked at Zhang Mengyue and said, "Do you remember Jun Tianxiu?"

Before Zhang Mengyue could answer, Li Kexin said, "That person, he chased Mengyue."

"Yeah." Zhang Mengyue also nodded.

Li Kexin continued: "I still remember that time, Mengyue said that the man was quite nice. He also showed us intimate photos of the two of them, but later, the man got married, and I heard that his wife was also a A beautiful lady with outstanding temperament. Meng Yue has been feeling sad for a while, right?"

"No way?" Zhang Mengyue said immediately, "I didn't like him at that time. I rejected him."

"Yes, fortunately you rejected him. Otherwise, how would you have the opportunity to meet such a handsome boss." Li Kexin said with a smile.

Zhang Mengyue nodded: "Well, meeting my boss is the happiest thing for me."

"The happiest thing happened to you...a lot. I remember that you once said that whoever you meet is the happiest thing." Li Ke thought.

Chen Chuan was a little helpless, why were these two talking about each other with guns and sticks? You know, these two were once best friends.

Chen Chuan said: "Mengyue, Tianxiu went abroad a few days ago, and the news just came back that something might have happened."

"Ah?" Zhang Mengyue was stunned, blinked and asked, "What kind of accident happened?"

"The person seems to be gone."

"This..." Zhang Mengyue took a breath, her face turned pale, and she said for a long time, "Everything in the world is unpredictable, and people have misfortune and good fortune. Chen Chuan, you should be careful when you go abroad."

Li Kexin chuckled: "What do you mean, you cursed the boss?"

"No, I'm worried." Zhang Mengyue said, "Some places abroad are very chaotic, and you can't show your wealth outside. For someone with a net worth like Chen Chuan's, it's best to bring bodyguards wherever you go."

"Thanks."

Then there was silence in the office.

Li Kexin broke the silence and asked, "Is Mengyue particularly sad?"

Zhang Mengyue pondered: "The departure of a young life is sad, especially for someone we once knew. It is a little sad, but it is the emotion of the impermanence of life and the memory of friends. It is also true that Jun Tian showed such a thing There are traces, I remember him saying that his family has big business in Italy and has contacts with some local organizations."

"Do you want to go to Chengdu?" Chen Chuan said.

Zhang Mengyue shook her head: "I won't go. I don't have a deep friendship with him. I'm going back to work."

Zhang Mengyue turned around and walked out of the office.

Li Kexin stood aside and looked at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan took out a long ruler from the drawer.

Li Kexin put her hands behind her back and said warily: "What are you doing?"

Chen Chuan said: "Stretch out."

Li Kexin hesitated for a few seconds and slowly stretched out her hand.

Snapped!

The ruler fell heavily on her white palm.

"Aww." Li Ke cried out in pain, "Why are you hitting your palms?"

Snapped!

The ruler struck again.

"Hiss..." Li Kexin pouted and looked at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan said: "Last time you lied to me that your grandma was seriously ill, but I didn't educate you properly about that. This time, you used that tone to talk to your friends again. Friends must have a good relationship, remember?"

Li Ke's eyes burst into tears and he nodded gently.

"One more time." Chen Chuan said.

"I won't come, I won't come. I know it was wrong. It hurts." Li Kexin put her hand away.

Chen Chuan held up a ruler.

Li Kexin's little hand trembled slightly, so she had no choice but to stretch it out again.

Snapped!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The pain in his heart made Li Kexin's thighs tighten violently, and she cried out.

She was wearing a black suit skirt, white shirt, and black silk high heels. She stood at the desk like a child who made mistakes. Palms are red.

Chen Chuan put away his ruler, looked at Li Kexin's appearance, and couldn't help but move his eyes to the office door and curtains.

Li Ke understood it, wiped his face with the back of his hand, went over to close the door, and the Roman blinds on the window also fell.

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