landing

This time Lu Xian was silent for a long time.

It took a long time until Song Jue's original full confidence fell to the bottom, and when he tried to say something to break the deadlock again, he heard him say, "I believe it."

The young man let out a breath, squinted his eyes and laughed.

He interlocked fingers with Lu Xian, then straightened up, raised his head and offered a pious and gentle kiss.

This posture is not very powerful, the man clasped the back of his head with one hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and hugged him into his arms, slowly deepening the kiss.

After the kiss, Song Jue quietly leaned into his arms to catch her breath.

After a while, he seemed to think of something, and asked with some expectation, "Then can I stay?"

Lu Xian looked soft, but shook his head, "G City really needs you to go there."

He frowned and said thoughtfully, "Lu Changfeng compromised too quickly, and even gave up the position of general manager without hesitation. I always feel that something is wrong. Go check it out, if everything is all right It's okay, Manager Liu from City Z will come to replace you in half a month."

When it comes to business, no matter how reluctant Song Jue is, he can only nod obediently at this moment.

Seeing his cute appearance, Lu Xian lowered his head and kissed the young man's forehead, and said softly, "We will make it public when you come back."

Song Jue was taken aback, raised his head and smiled brightly at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a deal, Uncle Lu won't go back on his word."

Lu Xian chuckled, "Don't worry."

The next afternoon, Song Jue boarded the plane to G City.

When Lu Fuling learned about it, he suddenly remembered the strange two people last night, and couldn't help but pay attention to their love life, "Uncle, did you quarrel?"

Lu Xian gave him a look of comprehension.

Seeing this, Lu Fuling was very clear. He teased, "There was a quarrel at the head of the bed, and there was a fight at the end of the bed. If there is something that can't be resolved in bed, why did you transfer Song Jue away?"

Lu Xian glanced at him lightly.

Lu Fuling tried hard to suppress his smile.

Lu Xian withdrew his gaze and simply said, "There is something he needs to do."

Hearing this, Lu Fuling sighed leisurely, "Only after I took over Song Jue's work did I know how many things he has to do all day. It is said that this is not all he has."

He didn't know where he had a sense of superiority, and said gloatingly, "Uncle, I thought that being squeezed by you was already miserable, but I didn't expect Song Jue to be even worse."

Lu Xian said coldly, "Shouldn't you reflect on why your ability is not as good as Song Jue's?"

Lu Fuling immediately stopped complaining. He winked at Lu Xian and said with pursed lips, "If you dare to say this, you won't be afraid that I will feel resentful towards each other after hearing this?"

Lu Xian didn't even look at him.

Lu Fuling smiled, "You can trust me."

He relaxed and leaned back on the sofa, "But it's me. If someone else came, I might have a big opinion on Song Jue. Let's not talk about it, just look at Ruiyun, Li Dong's The youngest son hates Gu Yunting so much, he investigates every day whether this person is an illegitimate son created by his father to fight for the family property."

Lu Xian looked up at him, "If you pay less attention to these things, your efficiency will improve a lot."

Lu Fuling shook his head with a smile, "No, I call it knowing yourself and knowing your enemy, and you won't be defeated in a hundred battles."

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When the two were talking about Song Jue, Song Jue was also thinking about when he could go back.

Needless to say the disadvantages of living in two places, he lives on his fingers every day, calculating when he will be released from the "cold palace".

As a result, the young man paid more attention to the affairs entrusted by Lu Xian, hoping to complete and return early, but he did not expect that after this investigation, he really found something wrong.

There was a large outflow of funds from Lu Changfeng's account.

These several funds were scattered, turned several corners, and circulated through multiple accounts. It seemed that the direction was completely different, but in the end they were all aggregated into the same secret foreign account.

And he learned from Lu Xian that there have been a lot of changes in Lu's shares recently. Although not one person sold them, they all seemed to be gathered in the hands of the same person in the end.

On the phone, Song Jue's voice was vaguely puzzled, "Uncle Lu, what do you think they want to do? Although the amount of these scattered shares is not small, no matter how they consolidate, you hold 45% of the shares in your hand. It’s impossible to get past the operation.”

Lu Xian's fingertips lightly tapped his knees, he thought for a moment, and said, "Go ahead and check to see if the two brothers, Lu Changfeng and Lu Changfeng, have come into contact with anyone. They shouldn't be fighting alone."

Song Jue nodded, and remembered that the other party couldn't see him now, so he said, "Okay, I will pay attention."

The young man consciously finished his official business, and his tone became a little lighter, "Is Uncle Lu off work?"

"Well, in the car—"

Before the man finished speaking, his throat felt dry and itchy, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Song Jue heard the movement and asked with concern, "Fuling said you've been coughing for the past two days, have you had the doctor come and see you?"

Hearing this, Lu Xian glanced at Lu Fuling who was sitting upright, and joked, "Now he has become your intelligence machine."

Song Jue smiled, "He is just like me, he just cares about you."

Both Lu Xian and Lu Fuling were sitting in the back of the car, and they were very close. Lu Fuling vaguely heard Song Jue talking nicely about him, and just as he turned his head to say something to Lu Xian, his pupils suddenly constricted.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the man, but it was too late——

"boom!"

"Boom!"

After a few loud bangs, the world seemed to have fallen into silence.

The dust flying in the air settled down, mixed with the gradually thickening gasoline smell, and slowly spread among the noisy voices.

Someone seemed to be calling him.

Lu Xian opened his eyes with difficulty, the warm blood slid down his hair and icy cheeks, splashing drop by drop on the cushion.

He felt a sharp pain, and his weak consciousness was pulled away little by little, but the voice was still calling him.

In the dust, among the three people who didn't know life and death, the voice thousands of miles away was still repeating his name over and over again.

Pain gradually swallowed wakefulness.

He moved his powerless right hand, wanting to hug him into his arms and comfort him, like every time in the past, but it was too late.

The broken mobile phone lit up the last bit of light.

Finally, it was dark.

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