Wen Zheng saw that Boss Lin wanted to listen to music, so he turned on the music player in the car.

Boss Lin was dumbfounded.

"Hey, look at the road, look at the road, don't look at me."

Wen Zheng hurriedly reminded, "It will get dark soon. You stop at the first service area and let me drive."

"No, you'd better wake up first."

Lin Qingge replied simply, but she didn't care that Wen Zheng used the car stereo to fool her.

The song "Boundless Sea and Sky" is playing in the car at the moment, and the sound quality is good, thanks to Yao Guangxiao's generous work.

While Wen was listening to the song, he suddenly remembered that he had sold the song for five million. He couldn't help but light a cigarette and lowered the car window a small gap. The noise from outside suddenly poured into the car.

He smiled and said, "Thank you for your good judgment."

Lin Qingge sneered: "Just because I bought this song and helped you solve your urgent need, that's why you never fell out with me?"

After Wen Zheng was silent for a moment, he nodded and said, "It has something to do with it."

Lin Qingge hit the nail on the head and said: "Actually, you still feel that it was wrong for me to lie to you, but it is hindered by your conscience and you feel that you have not suffered much loss. After all, you can do that to Yao Guangxiao's father, and you can also do your best to me.

Tolerance. Am I right?"

Wen Zheng just smoked a cigarette and laughed silently.

"Strictly speaking, I'm not lying to you. The story I told you on the mountain top is probably true. Who hasn't been in the rebellious stage yet?"

Lin Qingge explained to himself.

Wen Zheng sighed: "We all have the same goal. Although the starting point may be similar, the purpose is absolutely the same. So I know that Lin Yun is your brother, and after I realized that you lied to me, I just felt a little angry, that's all. You are

Boss, of course you have your difficulties. From a big perspective, we can be considered a cooperative relationship, so this little thing is insignificant to me."

Lin Qingge's expression was complicated. He was indeed relieved, but there was a hint of loss deep in his eyes.

She sighed softly and murmured: "Part of the reason I gave you the registration form was because I really appreciated what you once said and felt that you were not hopeless. The other part of the reason was that you were

Wang Datian regards him as an abandoned son, a person with hatred in his heart, who is more likely to burst out with unlimited potential. Who would have thought that you yourself are quite up to date."

Wen Zheng chuckled and threw the cigarette butt out of the window. After a while, he raised the window again, and the car suddenly became quiet again.

As dusk falls, there are very few cars on the highway because most people who want to go home are already at home.

Lin Qingge asked herself whether she could understand Wen Zheng's desire to return, but what she didn't know was that Wen Zheng didn't want to go back if possible, because the people in that family moved him, but they couldn't give him the sense of belonging he wanted.

.

"If you don't ask, let me ask you what you borrowed 200 million for?"

Wen Zheng had nothing to say.

Lin Qingge corrected: "It's three hundred million."

Wen Zheng pursed his lips and smiled and said: "I forgot, you also gave me an extra 100 million. This is a beautiful thing!"

Lin Qingge stared at the headlights of the car, his face expressionless, as if he was concentrating on driving.

"Some time ago, I asked Zhao Xin to help me check Diang Long and Gao Fushun. It turned out that Gao Fushun had a big problem, and the explosion in my house was also related to him."

Wen Zheng muttered to himself, "Originally, I wanted to do it myself, but Zhao Xin got there first and was caught on the spot. After I went over, Gao Fushun actually admitted that the explosion was related to him and asked you what kind of thing you borrowed.

Two hundred million is the ransom."

Lin Qingge said coldly: "Don't forget your identity. Don't always think of solving things by yourself. Things are not as simple as you think."

Wen Zheng nodded and smiled: "Gao Fushun wants to ease the relationship with me, and I agree."

He glanced at Lin Qingge and found that she didn't respond at all, so he continued: "Aren't you worried?"

Lin Qingge rolled her eyes at him and said, "I still don't know what kind of person you are?"

"Then you're not curious, why am I asking you to borrow money?"

Wen Zheng himself is quite curious now.

Lin Qingge only replied: "I don't want to ask more about your personal matters."

Wen Zheng was looking for trouble and didn't want to make his family's scandal public. After all, he finally made a fortune, and his mother-in-law-to-be had it in her hands. He had to borrow his brother's life-saving money, so it was really hard to talk about it.

When Lin Qingge saw that he was silent, he started talking again: "You asked me to handle the matter of the live broadcast platform. The first round of reward revenue totaled more than 10 million, and I donated it all in your name. From now on, you can live broadcast on your own

The original standards will be invalidated, but the benefits will be retained for you."

"Thank you!"

Wen Zheng also replied dryly.

The two chatted awkwardly intermittently, which was not boring, and the time passed very quickly.

At around eleven o'clock, Lin Qingge drove the car into the service area. After a short rest, the two exchanged places. Wen Zheng did not set off immediately, but asked her to take a nap first.

Just like this, when Lin Qingge woke up, Wen Zheng had already driven off the highway, just as the morning light was first appearing.

"When did you leave? I didn't even react at all."

Lin Qingge asked while yawning.

Wen Zheng lowered the window a little, and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed into the car, making the two of them tremble with the cold.

He smiled and said: "We just walked for more than two hours."

Lin Qingge looked at the coat he was wearing, threw it on the back seat, and said disgustedly: "You can't change your clothes when you go out? Smell the smell of tobacco and alcohol. How many days has it been since you washed it?"

"..."

After being speechless, Wen Zheng said angrily, "It's not as exaggerated as you said. With you like this, who would dare to ask for it in the future?"

Lin Qingge suddenly became furious and shouted: "I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business. Hurry up and sing a song to wake me up. Don't be ungrateful. No matter what, I am your boss and I can ban you with just one sentence."

you."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Wen Zheng also cooperated, "Isn't it just singing? Okay, let me think about it..."

Lean less.

Wen Zheng hummed and said:

"The wanderer misses you out there, dear mother.

My wandering footsteps have traveled all over the world without a home.

The winter wind carries snowflakes and blows my tears away...

Walking and walking, walking and walking, how many years have passed.

The spring grass is sprouting, and it’s spring and summer again.”

Boss Lin blinked his big beautiful eyes and interrupted with a fake smile: "Can you please change the song to something more cheerful?"

"Don't you think this song is very suitable for the occasion?"

Wen Zheng said and pursed his lips toward the window, "Here, there are snowflakes."

Lin Qingge put his hand on his forehead and said: "Where did you hear this song? Why does it have such a strong sense of age, and at first glance it sounds like it is from a grave. I am asking you to wake up, not to make you cry."

Wen Zheng didn't explain much. After coughing twice, he sang again:

"The sky is passing by, the clouds of my hometown. He keeps calling me."

"When the breeze around me blows gently, there is a voice calling to me."

"Come back, come back, wandering wanderer."

"Come back, come back, don't wander around anymore."

When Lin Qingge heard this, he frowned slightly but did not interrupt.

"With heavy footsteps, the road home is so long. When the breeze around me gently blows, bringing with it the fragrance of the soil of my hometown, come back... I am tired of wandering."

"I am already full of exhaustion, and my eyes are full of bitter tears."

"The wind and clouds from my hometown wipe away my scars."

Lin Qingge glanced at Wen Zheng carefully, wanting to ask a question, or say something similar to express concern and thoughtfulness, or something similar that could not empathize but could imagine your mood at the moment, but she opened her mouth, but could not say a word.

She knew how Wen Zheng came to be here these days. Before, he was at the mercy of Wang Datian. Although he was considered a popular figure, the company's planning and packaging were only for the sake of money and would not live for him at all.

Think more.

It would be no exaggeration to say that such a life was like selling oneself, but he lived it for five years.

In this way, in the end, he was ruthlessly abandoned by the company, just because someone of greater value could replace him.

Lin Qingge understood all these twists and turns, but it was hard for her to imagine, nor could she understand at all, how Wen Zheng had survived these past few years.

It is said that it is rare to be confused, but it is undoubtedly a kind of suffering for a person to live very clearly but unable to change the status quo.

"I was once full of pride, but I came back with an empty suitcase."

Wen Zheng sang here and suddenly stopped.
To be continued...