The third one

Hu Guangsheng soon came to the study on the second floor and came to Chen Yu.

"Boss, what are your instructions?"

In front of Chen Yu, Hu Guangsheng's attitude was very respectful.

Not only because Chen Yu was his boss, but he also thought that on the night they first came here to work, Chen Yu called several of their bodyguards to the rooftop to test their skills when they were showing.

A boss who is much better than a bodyguard will definitely make every bodyguard respect him.

Chen Yu looked at him and reached out to push the two kraft paper bags on the desk forward, "Guangsheng, tomorrow morning, you will send these two bags of things to the Vision Hotel and hand them over to Mr. Shi. I have written Mr. Shi's mobile phone number on the paper bag."

Hu Guangsheng bent slightly and listened to Chen Yu's instructions, and nodded quickly, "I understand, boss! I'll send it here early tomorrow morning."

As he said that, he took two steps forward and carefully picked up the two kraft paper bags on the table.

Chen Yu: "In addition, please tell Mr. Shi for me and let him leave as soon as possible."

Hu Guangsheng nodded again, "Okay, boss."

Chen Yu waved his hand, Hu Guangsheng understood, and immediately bent down and took a few steps back, turned around and left the study room. When he went out, he carefully closed the study room door.

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment before he calmed down his thoughts, opened a book in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

...

The next morning, Hu Guangsheng came to the Vision Hotel and dialed Quartz Min's number. After a while, Quartz Min quickly walked to the lobby downstairs and said a few words to Hu Guangsheng. Hu Guangsheng handed the two kraft paper bags to Quartz Min.

Holding these two kraft paper bags, Quartzmin was in a very good mood. Looking at the paper bag in his hand, his face was filled with joy.

He could not wait for his trip to Fusang.

In China, Chen Yu has been restraining him, and has even let him live in the basement without seeing the light of day.

However, if you go to Fusang, Chen Yu gave him great freedom.

And who doesn't like freedom?

When he thought of going to Fusang, he might have the opportunity to taste the heroines of those famous movies. He felt so itchy that he wanted to board the plane to Fusang now.

With this anxious attitude, he returned to the room upstairs to discuss it with Zhang Xingwang for a few words, and bought a flight ticket to Fusang tomorrow morning.

If it weren't for not having a plane ticket to Fusang today, with his eagerness, he would have bought today's air ticket.

...

That afternoon, Chen Yu saw many classmates talking about returning to school in the class WeChat group.

The class group, which is usually quite quiet, looks very lively today.

Out of curiosity, Chen Yu clicked into the class group and looked at the chat content in the group.

Fang Tian: "@Pengzhaishan, squad leader, when will you return to school? I will go back to Beijing tomorrow. When you come back, let's go out and have a good drink?"

Qu Feier: "Yes, dear class monitor, when will you come back? I have been back to school for two days and I am so bored. I'm just waiting for you to come back to treat me to dinner!"

Tan Mingyi: "Don't anyone care about when I'm back? What should I look down on me? I can drink too."

Pengzhaishan: "Thank you for invitation! I just finished the procedures this morning and got the internship certificate. I plan to play here tomorrow and buy some souvenirs. If nothing unexpected happens, I will come back the day after tomorrow."

Yin Tongqing: "Zhaiwang, I'm back the day after tomorrow. We can also make an appointment with a drink!"

Ge Qing: "@Chen Yu, Brother Yu, I heard that you have been in the capital. When will you return to school?"

Tan Hu: "Time flies so fast. It seems that not long has passed when we entered school. In the blink of an eye, we are all about to graduate. We used to hope to graduate early and earn money from work. Now we are going to graduate, but we are reluctant to leave. Suddenly, we really want to go to college to get longer and longer!"

Wu Linlin: "@Tan Hu, if you really don't want to graduate so early, it's simple, just take the postgraduate entrance examination! If you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, can anyone else not pass the exam?"

Zong Ping: "That's it! In other schools, the students in our class are all academic masters. The postgraduate entrance examination is very difficult for graduates from other schools. What is the difficulty for the dominant people in our class?"

Qu Jingrong: "It's thia! Tan Hu, you're just pretentious!"

...

Chen Yu looked at the chat records in the group and smiled.

When he noticed someone who had a tweet himself, he showed up and said, "@Ge Qing, I can return to school any day, it depends on when you want to see me. If you miss me, please make an appointment with me sooner!"

As soon as Chen Yu appeared, the group became even more lively.

As a famous self-employed entrepreneur in the class, students who didn't know that Chen Yu had transferred shares of the two companies to others' names immediately started chatting with Chen Yu.

Zong Ping: "Huh? Mr. Yu, you actually came out too? It's not easy. Last time I summoned you, why didn't you show up?"

Chen Yu: "????I didn't notice it."

Zong Ping: "Hmph, I'm angry anyway. When I return to school, you must treat me to a meal, otherwise you will never forgive you."

Wu Linlin: "Agree! But I have to add one!"

Qu Jingrong: "Agree 1. Add me one"

Pengzhaishan: "Add me one 2"

Yin Tongqing: "Add me one 3"

...

At this time, Chen Yu's good popularity was undoubtedly revealed.

In recent years in college, Chen Yu has been famous for his generousness.

He has money in his hands, and he has always been interested in making friends with his classmates, so it is common to invite classmates to dinner.

For Chen Yu, these classmates are not simple. Each of them is a top student in the eyes of the Chinese and a pillar of the country.

Isn’t it stupid for such a classmate to not get along well with a relationship?

If you can recruit more classmates to help him with work in the future, it will be a huge profit.

...

Three days later.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, Chen Yu and more than a dozen classmates had a dinner together in a hotel room. Three days ago, someone in the WeChat class group asked him to treat him, and he agreed immediately.

So, there was a dinner party tonight.

Anyway, these people cannot eat poorly.

At the same time, in another area of ​​the capital, on the rooftop of a building, two men sat on the edge of the rooftop, both of whom were silently looking at the distant night sky.

The person sitting on the left was Huang Long, who was personally transformed into a genetic warrior by Chen Yu.

In his early forties, he hasn't seen him for a few days, and his spirit is very different from before.

The temperament of a small contractor was covered by a silver-gray suit and exquisite big-back hairstyle.

Sitting on the edge of the rooftop, he had a straight waist and was not myopic at all, and he even wore a pair of flat-glossed gold-rimmed glasses.

At first glance, he looks like a wealthy boss.

The boy sitting next to him at this time was much more depressed.

This young man is only sixteen or seventeen years old.

He was thin, thin, and had skinny face. He was wearing hospital uniforms. The hospital uniforms were worn on his thin body, making him look particularly generous.

The night wind on the rooftop was a little strong, blowing on the boy, causing his hospital uniform to roar.

The two sat silently on the edge of the rooftop, Huang Long lit a cigarette silently and sucked silently.

The boy beside him turned his face slightly and looked at Huang Long. His eyes stopped on the cigarette in Huang Long's hand. He was silent for a few seconds. He spoke in a young voice: "Uncle, can you give me one?"

Huang Long turned to look at him in surprise and frowned and said, "Your body still dares to smoke?"

The boy laughed silently, "Uncle, I have been in this world for 19 years and have been sick for 7 years. In the past three years, I have been lying on the hospital bed every day. In the past seven years, I have eaten food that is not good for my health. I have never tried anything bad for my health. Even if I want to drink a bottle of Coke, my parents don't let me touch it on the grounds that Coke is not good for my health. I don't want to eat some meat, let alone fall in love or something. The only woman's hand I have touched in my life is my mother's hand."

Speaking of this, he was sixteen or seventeen years old, but was actually 19 years old. He put his right hand in front of Huang Long, "Uncle, give me one! You also said that the medicine is dangerous. Maybe I will die tonight. I want to taste the smell of cigarettes. I want to know why my dad can't quit this thing."

Huanglong's eyelashes trembled, and when he looked at the boy's eyes, there was a slight sympathy.

He is also a parent.

I have always wanted to give myself the best things to do with my children.

This is also the main reason why he chose the first target as this young man. He felt that it would be a pity for such a young boy to die in the hospital bed like this.

So, even though he knew that the genetic medicine Chen Yu gave him was life-threatening, he decided to let the boy give it a try.

Give this young man a chance to bet on his life.

Just like he did not long ago, Huang Long went to bet once.

If you succeed, a young man who has not had many days can survive. If you fail... For a dying person, failure may not be bad.

At least, Huang Long thought so in his heart.

And this young man, or young man, after listening to the choice given to him by Huang Long, and after thinking about it overnight, he chose to cooperate with Huang Long.

Huang Long still remembers what the boy said yesterday when he promised him.

——"Although I don't believe that anyone can cure my illness, I am still willing to sell you the remaining half of my life. In order to cure me over the years, my house and car have been sold. My parents have also worked several jobs in the past few years. I know they are very hard, but they try to face me with a smile every day in front of me, never telling me hard, but although I am sick, I am not stupid. I know they are very hard and hard. I still remember that before I got sick, my father weighed more than 160 pounds, but now he is only more than 110 pounds left. My mother... In my memory, my mother is quite beautiful, but in the past few years when I was sick, I saw the luster on her face disappear with my own eyes. She is only in her forties, but no one doubts about it.
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