City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident - Chapter 132
January 30, 2021, 14:19 pm.
Wearing a crisp suit and black-framed glasses, Ye Yuan walked into the Westin Hotel in Sheep Intersection.
The footsteps stepped on the red carpet, and the black and white eyes slowly passed around.
From the waiters to the level of security, they all reveal an airtight style.
…
Stop.
His eyes were observing the expressions and movements of each guest and the ordinary hotel staff without leaving any trace.
Most of the guests who come in and out of this top five-star hotel in Yangcheng are of high status. They may not be graceful and luxurious, but calmness should be a necessary temperament.
But at this moment… in such an environment and aura.
Subconsciously, with a serious face and a serious smile… hurried steps… lowered breathing…
Ye Yuan withdrew his gaze, carefully considered everything he saw, and immediately showed some meaningful smiles.
As the path tightens, the beings around Ding Hongjun and Qian Wanhai, whether they are from the Ding family or hiding in the shadows, are constantly increasing their vigilance for the two.
But they didn’t realize… this…is actually included in the calculation of the path!
The path is pushing the 26 parties step by step, becoming solemn and tense!
Just the aura surrounding this hotel has already made the guests in it cautious… So, what is the state of mind of the two people at the center of the storm?
……
In the past.
Ye Yuandao looked at the paths in front of him from the perspective of a third party, as if he was following the chess game and placing the pieces one by one.
At this moment, when he walked into the environment created by the path, Ye Yuan truly felt the overwhelming and ubiquitous atmosphere of terror.
“Huh…”
Ye Yuan took a long breath.
He followed the steps on the path and strode out.
A medium-sized conference room stood at the stairway on the second floor. Ye Yuan looked down.
What caught his eye was It is a scene of fame and fortune among the upper class of Yangcheng, with huge hanging crystal lamps and red carpets… well-dressed professors, businessmen, and ladies gathered together in twos and threes, holding wine glasses in their hands, showing off their pretense. They were smiling and talking to each other. Under this exchange, the circles began to mingle.
…
Ye Yuan’s eyes slowly stared at these scenes.
This exchange meeting was a continuation of the business investment banquet that Ding Hongjun attended at noon…
Most of the attendees were from the upper-class circles in Yangcheng, but none from the real top circles, as if they were observing a common tacit understanding..
In other words, those people are well-informed and afraid of death.
“The atmosphere was harmonious.”
Ye Yuan said.
He saw the most heavily guarded part of the banquet hall. There, he looked haggard and could not see the slightest expression on his face.
From time to time, celebrities who wanted to chat would be looked at by pairs of scrutinizing eyes. Inside, he approached Ding Hongjun and respectfully handed over his business card.
In the sunshine and in ordinary circles, the Ding family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang looked like a giant.
A middle-aged man with a stout figure handed Ding Hongjun his business card..Far away, watching the movement of his lips, he read:
“Hello Mr. Ding
“I am Yangcheng Light Industry and Trade Group…”
……
Take in the entire banquet hall and the scenes of Vanity Fair in front of your eyes.
His white, warm palms landed on the cold wooden railing.
His fingertips tapped lightly on the railing.
The path appeared in front of Ye Yuan’s eyes.
January 30, 2021. At 1435 minutes and 49 seconds in the afternoon, a news began to spread in the banquet hall…
Ye Yuan suddenly looked at the corner of the banquet hall, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.
…
“Lao Zhang”
“What you asked me to investigate, I…I found out…”
“The god of death that hangs over our sheep farm is, yes, the same god of death who single-handedly wiped out the Wang family of Hengke Real Estate… He is targeting Ding Hongjun!”
“I also heard that in the past ten days, Ding Hongjun and Qian Wanhai have experienced too many terrible coincidences.…”
“I advise you to stay away from Ding Hongjun. Haven’t you seen that Yangcheng, the real top existence, is avoiding him?”
……
Under Ye Yuan’s gaze, the middle-aged man hung up the phone, his body suddenly tensed, and he turned his head in shock to look at Ding Hongjun, who was some distance away from him.
His phone vibrated again.
All he saw was scenes of horrifying and weird photos and videos presented before his eyes.
…
Ye Yuan concentrated and looked at another location in the banquet hall again.
It was a young woman.
The same scene happened again.
Standing high on the second floor of the banquet hall, all the scenes downstairs are under your eyes.
At this moment, only Ye Yuan noticed that an atmosphere of panic and panic began to spread and spread at an extremely fast speed… whispers kept ringing out.
Among the crowd, there were also people who had appeared on Christmas Eve in the center of Yangcheng.
In the banquet hall, the area with the most serious atmosphere, Ding Hongjun seemed to notice something, raised his head and looked around.
What was engraved in his eyes was the huge banquet hall, and the eyes of pairs of people with panic, gloating, and fear. …
Looks around.
The crowd, unknowingly, took him as the starting point and kept moving away.
…
The entire banquet hall suddenly became silent for a moment.
The dull and depressing atmosphere quickly enveloped the place like a wave of air.
“ah!”
In the corner.
A low voice sounded, followed closely by the sound of broken glasses.
This ordinary mistake made everyone in the banquet hall suddenly nervous. From all directions, they looked at the man who was under pressure one after another.���Atmosphere, the waitress fell to the floor nervously.
This celebrity in Yangcheng did not feel relaxed because of this. On the contrary, even greater fear was spreading…
The pictures and videos that had just been circulated among the people were magnified in front of their eyes!
Countless thoughts and conjectures appeared in my mind…
Accident?
Not an accident?
…
The sound of dull breathing kept sounding.
Someone looked at Ding Hongjun and saw that one of the people in charge of the Ding family was pale and sweating profusely…
The second floor of the banquet hall.
Ye Yuan also followed everyone’s gaze and looked at the waitress who fell to the ground with a pale face.
His brows furrowed slightly, revealing 940 Thoughts.
At this time, even he didn’t know whether the waitress’ fall was an accident or not.
Because the waitress’s fall was not caused by Ye Yuan’s direct chain reaction method.
But… in the calculation of the path, the waitress’s fall was inevitable. It was a reaction caused by the change in the dull atmosphere.
…
Put away your thoughts.
Ye Yuan glanced at the path, turned around, and walked out of the banquet hall.
Wait, he just stepped out of the banquet hall.
Just hear a snap.
The lights in the entire banquet hall on the first floor suddenly went out one after another!
In the dim banquet hall, each celebrity, after a brief silence, looked ferocious and rushed out of the door in fear. behind them.
Ding Hongjun watched this scene.
Soon the lights came on again.
What appeared in front of us was a messy scene.
The defense in his heart began to be completely crushed.…
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January 30, 2021, 17:42 pm.
Yangcheng Center, the top luxury business district.
Qian Wanhai looked at the ladies around him, who deliberately kept a safe distance from him.
From time to time, he looked at Qian Wanhai with a strange look.
These ladies are all aware of what is happening around Ding Hongjun and Qian Wanhai…
But just as Ding Hongjun and Qian Wanhai are playing their respective roles according to certain rules, so are they.
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