It was the weekend, and there were many people in the Internet cafe. Zhang Xiaoya walked into the Internet cafe, glanced around, and didn't see Yang Lang. She frowned slightly, turned around and wanted to leave. She didn't know why Yang Lang asked her out so late.

, if it weren’t for Yang Lang’s intention to help her out, she wouldn’t have agreed to fall in love with Yang Lang!

During this period of time, she finally saw Yang Lang's character clearly, but she never thought about breaking up. She wanted to gradually change Yang Lang. After all, Yang Lang's nature was not bad, and there was still a chance to save him!

"Are you Xiaoya?" A man suddenly came over and asked.

Zhang Xiaoya glanced at the other person. She had been to the Internet cafe several times and knew that this person was the network administrator. "Who are you?"

"I am Yang Lang's friend. He is playing cards with the boss inside. He asked me to take a look and take you over first. After he finishes these two games, he will go back with you immediately!" the man said.

Zhang Xiaoya frowned slightly, "Forget it, I'll wait for him here!"

"No, let's go in. He's waiting inside. It only takes two steps. If I can't take you there, Brother Yang will scold me again!" the man said.

Zhang Xiaoya hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

Following the man, she walked to the innermost part of the Internet cafe. Zhang Xiaoya knew that this was the office area of ​​the Internet cafe. She followed her into a room, but as soon as she stepped in, she was stunned!

Zhang Xiaoya actually saw Yang Lang kneeling on the ground, a bald man sitting in the middle of the office, and two or three people standing next to him!

When Yang Lang saw Zhang Xiaoya actually coming in, his face suddenly turned pale. He glanced at the bald head and said, "Brother Guang, please spare her!"

Zhang Xiaoya's eyes widened, and she turned around to open the door and go out, but saw that the person behind her had closed the door and blocked the door!

"You...what do you want to do?" Zhang Xiaoya asked in surprise.

The bald man laughed, "What are you doing? What do you think we can do?"

While he was talking, several people had already gathered around him!

"You...you...Yang Lang! Help!"

"Shout, you shout, it's no use shouting until your throat is broken!" As the bald man said this, he walked up and tore Zhang Xiaoya's clothes apart!

"Zi la!"

The sound of clothes being torn apart gave people a feeling of excitement. The bald man loosened his belt and took off his clothes. His whole body felt unusually excited!

Director Liu stood outside. With a wave of his hand, the armed police at the front kicked open the door and rushed in. "The police are handling the case and are not allowed to move!"

The scene suddenly became silent, and Yang Lang collapsed to the ground!

Yang Bo stood outside the Internet cafe and watched them being escorted out one by one. Brother Guang's bald head looked shiny under the street lamp, like a small light bulb, while Yang Lang looked like a dead dog. He was so weak that he was beaten by the police

Help him out.

Zhang Xiaoya's top has been torn and wrapped in curtains, and the look of fear on her face has not faded. This is really a nightmare, a nightmare that people can't get rid of!

Yang Bo looked at the girl's expression and felt a little unbearable, but fortunately, nothing happened.

The group of people was taken away. Yang Bo thanked Director Liu and wanted to treat them to dinner, but Director Liu declined. Yang Bo didn't say anything more and drove away.

After returning to Jinling and resting for a night, Yang Bo greeted Lu Dongxing and planned to leave Jinling.

Lu Dongxing stopped him and said, "Are you okay? It's better to rest in Jinling for two days before leaving. What happened last time was really scary!"

Yang Bo smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I climbed the Purple Mountain again and there was no reaction."

Lu Dongxing was very surprised, "You are really brave. Since you know there is danger, you still want to go there again!"

Yang Bo smiled and said: "I'm just curious!"

Lu Dongxing said helplessly: "Please pay attention to your own safety!"

Yang Bo chatted with Lu Dongxing for a few more words, took a plane and returned to the Imperial Capital.

Back in the courtyard, Yang Bo has been studying the golden coffin and wants to take out the Buddha bone relics from the golden coffin. He always feels that he seems to be somewhat involved with the Buddha bone relics. This feeling becomes more and more urgent, but he has no idea how to open the golden coffin.

, but he has no clue!

Yue Junyao noticed the gold coffin in Yang Bo's hand and couldn't help but ask: "Why did you buy such a thing?"

Yang Bo looked up and asked, "Do you recognize it?"

Yue Junyao nodded slightly, "The gold coffin and silver coffin are the burial objects of the Buddhist monk An Zeng's relics!"

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment, he really didn't understand this kind of thing, "Is it always like this?"

"You are just short-sighted. After Sakyamuni's nirvana, his relics were divided into eight parts and distributed to the eight countries of India to build pagodas for worship. Later, the custom of offering relics became popular. After it spread to China, some people understood the golden coffin and silver coffin.

, used to hold the relics." Yue Junyao said.

Yang Bo gently placed the golden coffin on the table and said to Yue Junyao: "Come and take a look at this object. There should be relics inside, but I can't find a place to open it."

Yue Junyao came over and sat aside. She picked up the golden coffin and looked at it carefully.

After a while, Yue Junyao put down the golden coffin, her eyebrows tightened, "It is impossible to cast the golden coffin in one piece. I always feel that there is something wrong with the texture. Is it a problem with the texture?"

Yang Bo was very surprised, "Lines? How is this possible?"

Yue Junyao shook his head, "I can't tell, you can research it yourself slowly!"

Yang Bo stared at the lines on the golden coffin. The lines on the gold coffin were fine and detailed, and they seemed to have a mysterious rhythm. However, Yang Bo felt that this rhythm was difficult to grasp. After two days of research, he could not find it.

's secret.

The days passed slowly. More than ten days passed by in a flash. Cui Yiping called him and told him that the entertainment company was about to be established and the company's opening ceremony was about to be held.

It was already December, the heating in the Imperial Capital had started, and it was very cold outside. Yang Bo was not afraid of the cold because he practiced spiritual energy.

It snowed lightly last night. When I got up early in the morning, there was a thin layer of snow covering the yard. Yang Bo had breakfast and rushed to the company's opening ceremony with Yue Junyao.

Yang Bo did not participate in the company's acquisition and early preparations. If he didn't show up at the opening ceremony, I'm afraid Cui Yiping would go crazy and curse!

Yang Bo came over in advance and found Cui Yiping, "If you have any errands, just ask me!"

Cui Yiping glared at Yang Bo, "How dare you say whether this is your company or mine? As a hands-off shopkeeper, aren't you afraid that I will screw up the company?"

Yang Bo laughed, "This is our company, of course I'm not afraid."

This was the first time for many employees to see Yang Bo. Before they saw Cui Yiping, they were all smiles. When they saw the man, they were immediately angry. They couldn't help but be a little curious. Unexpectedly, Cui Yiping didn't give them a chance to pry, and said directly: "This

This is our boss, Mr. Cui Yibo!"
Chapter completed!