Rebirth 78 was replaced by a husband, the cold educated youth pulled the curtains every day

Seeing that Song Peng was a little excited, Azhen, who was sitting in the back, leaned forward and leaned out from the middle of the front row of mounts.

"Husband, are you okay?"

"It's okay. That truck tried to cut in, and now the light is green and it won't go. I don't know which idiot was driving that car." Song Peng complained unhappily.

But at this time.

Behind Song Peng's car, another heavy truck loaded with cargo was driving towards him at full speed.

After a breath.

Suddenly there was a loud noise on the road.

Boom!

The truck behind rammed hard into the rear of the truck in front.

As for Song Peng's car, it was now stuck in the middle and had turned into a lump of iron with a diameter of less than one meter!

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Hong Kong, Red Pillar Prison.

Song Hui, dressed in prison uniform, carried his washbasin and was escorted by several prison guards to a cell.

The large cell with more than 20 people is just like the one in Chow Yun-fat's movies.

All the prisoners wore plastic sandals and looked ferocious.

These people were either sitting or standing, all looking at the newlyweds outside the railing.

Qiqi opened the iron gate and shouted to Song Hui: "4683, go in!"

"Yes!"

Song Hui, who had been forced to learn the prison rules, behaved very obediently at this moment. After responding, he stepped into the door.

Facing this group of ferocious criminals, Song Hui's heart was pounding.

When he first came in, he lived in a small room.

Although the cell space is not as big as here, there are fewer people.

But for some reason, the prison guard suddenly transferred him here.

As soon as the iron gate was locked, the prison guards left without even designating a bed for Song Hui.

Hula......

As the prison guards left, the prisoners in the cell stood up and walked towards Song Hui.

Song Hui held the washbasin, feeling extremely scared.

"Isn't this Boss Song?" A voice sounded from behind the crowd.

A big man with a scar on his face and a tattoo of a tiger descending from the mountain pushed aside the prisoners blocking his way and walked out with a strange smile.

"Who are you? Do we know each other?" Song Hui asked tremblingly.

The big man walked up to Song Hui, put his arm on Song Hui's shoulder like an old friend, and pushed Song Hui into the cell.

"I know him, how could I not know him?"

As the big man pushed Song Hui into the cell, the group of prisoners behind him spontaneously began to line up in a row, blocking the open railings behind them.

Turning his head to look behind him, Song Hui's heart was pounding, and an extremely bad premonition instantly hit him.

"Big brother, if I have ever offended you in the past, I will apologize to you. Please forgive me for my mistakes..."

Song Hui's hands and feet felt a little weak, and he quickly apologized.

He didn't know this big man at all, and he couldn't remember when he had offended such a person.

"Hey... What are you talking about, Mr. Song? You are my lucky star, how could you offend me?"

When he reached the toilet, the big man stopped, grabbed Song Hui's shoulders with both hands, and said to him face to face with a smile:

"Do you know that your life is worth 400 million Hong Kong dollars right now? There are so many people out there who want to kill you, but they don't have a chance. I'm trapped in prison, but I can still get such a good deal. Tell me, are you my lucky star?"

"Wha...what?"

Song Hui widened his eyes in astonishment.

Realizing that the man in front of him was going to kill him, Song Hui immediately shouted for help.

But before he could open his mouth, a pair of big hands suddenly covered his mouth from behind.

The strength of those hands was so great that they almost broke Song Hui's neck.

Song Hui struggled desperately, but several more people rushed up and pressed him on his back to the ground, making him unable to move.

"Woo... Woo..." Song Hui's eyes were full of fear, but he could only make a faint humming sound from his mouth.

"Boss Song, we brothers are all suffering people. I would like to borrow your life to make a little money and improve our lives. Please don't mind."

The big man reached out and took a book as thick as a finger from another person, then placed it on Song Hui's chest.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon!"

The big man smiled evilly, raised his huge fist high and then smashed it hard on the book.

Boom~!

A low, muffled sound.

The huge force passed through the book and rushed straight into Song Hui's heart!

Just one hit made Song Hui feel dizzy and his ears tinnitus, and his heart ached excruciatingly.

Boom~Boom~Boom boom boom······

The big man punched the same spot again and again.

After Song Hui's heart suffered a series of heavy blows, his heartbeat suddenly became irregular, and Song Hui's eyes turned bloodshot in an instant due to congestion.

Boom~!

The final blow landed.

Song Hui also stopped struggling. With resentment and resentment in his heart, his heart stopped beating completely.

"Brother Tiger."

The man who was covering Song Hui's mouth touched Song Hui's nose with his finger and nodded at the big man.

"Carry him to the bed and call the prison guard in a few hours." The big man ordered.

Several people came forward, carried the dead Song Hui to an empty bed, and covered him with a blanket.

Do it all.

The big man said to the others in the cell:

"Brothers, this guy died of a heart attack. It has nothing to do with anyone else. Anyone who dares to speak nonsense will suffer the same fate as him!"

After the threat, the big man put on a smile and said:

"Don't worry, I'm not a stingy person. Once I get the money, I promise that everyone of you will have roast chicken, cigarettes, and wine!"

"Thank you, Tiger."

Upon hearing this, the prisoners outside all smiled and expressed their gratitude to the big man.

A thin blanket and a piece of plywood. Song Hui never dreamed that his end would be like this.

With Song Hui's tragic death, Song Yaozu was the only one left in the entire Song family.

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In winter, the riverside is covered with white snowflakes and silver snakes dance wildly.

On the street, everyone was wearing thick cotton jackets.

There are smiling faces under the cotton hats.

If you have money or not, go home for the New Year.

After working hard for a year, everyone wants to celebrate the New Year happily.

Sales station.

Lu Ye sat in his office, flipping through the sales station's accounts for the past year.

In front of him, Su Yunjie, Su Mengyao, Zhao Xiaolong, Li Mingzhu, and Zhou Yan were all sitting on the sofa.

"Not bad, much better than I expected." Lu Ye said sincerely with a smile on his face.

The sales station started out selling refrigerators, and later began to sell various products on behalf of others, with sales increasing every month.

In addition to the electronic components supplied exclusively to the Nusi Refrigerator Factory, the company makes tens of thousands of yuan in profit every month.

After these few months of operation, the sales station’s account has accumulated a balance of nearly 50 yuan.

In this day and age, this amount of money is definitely a huge sum of money.

"We made money, and all the brothers deserve credit. We'll discuss the rest at the celebration party. Now I'll just say two words: dividends!"

Lu Ye laughed loudly and said the two words that the people in the room liked to hear the most.