I braved the cold wind and stepped into the deathly silent buildings again. Step by step, I climbed to the top of a building. The wind was very strong there, and it seemed that if I couldn't hold on firmly, I would be hung by the wind.

The cold wind howled, and the scene in front of me made me shudder.

A man, covered in blood, was lying in the corner, breathing heavily. I mustered up the courage to step forward and wave my fingers back and forth in front of his eyes.

The man said angrily that he was not dead and could see. He hoped that I would help him up and leave here quickly. Otherwise, I would not be able to see the sunrise tomorrow.

I want to ask, how many people are not afraid of death, but I am afraid anyway. My father is still in prison and is being wronged, my mother is crying every day, and my eldest sister is not around. At least I can go back once every six months to see them.

I don't know where the strength came from. I stretched out my hand to lift him up, but I didn't feel any difficulty. Maybe it was because my will to survive was too strong.

I supported him and when I was about to walk out of the empty building, I heard the sound of tiny footsteps, very light but very dense.

I often come here for wandering and inspection, so I am very familiar with it. I help the man hide in the nearest elevator. I bet against the sky and hope that no one will notice.

There was no elevator installed in the elevator room. It was like a patio. We hid in it and could see a figure passing above.

The location where we were hiding was obvious and they could see us as soon as they lowered their heads. However, the gang was too eager to find the man, so they didn't notice us at all.

Half an hour later, the gang withdrew. I supported the man and returned to my residence.

At that time, I thought it was strange why the man was covered in blood but there was no trace of blood along the way.

Later I realized that the blood on his body was other people's blood. He was given anesthesia and relied on his super will to hide on the roof of the building, where he happened to meet me.

He slept in my place for a day and a night. When he was leaving, he was picked up by a group of people wearing black clothes and black sunglasses with expressionless faces.

Before leaving, he said, don't mention what happened to him to anyone. I saved his life. No matter how strong his willpower was, he would lose his life. He would help me solve my difficulties. And

Tell all his men, remember my appearance, from now on, I will be his sister.

A week after he left, someone took the initiative to come to me and said that for free of salary, he could help me finish the post-construction projects of the unfinished building first. After the building was sold, it would not be too late to pay the salary.

Before, I relied on back-and-forth inspections to make a set of detailed design drawings. However, due to financial problems, I did not dare to easily find a contractor. Now this problem has been solved.

A few days later, another bank took the initiative to lend me a loan, saying it supported municipal city appearance construction, and it was a zero-interest loan. With the help of several suppliers that I had no relationship with before, the project became viable.

Because it was a hardcover sale, the advertisements had to be followed up. When I was worrying about the advertising funds, Johnny appeared again. Appearing with him was the general manager of the largest advertising company in the north, "Nishang Advertising", Johnny's wife.

Nishangyuan.

They tailored a perfect sales plan for my project and did a lot of advertising.
Chapter completed!