Gu Yin looked at Feng Cheng, and after confirming that he was serious, he burst out laughing.
"Uncle Feng, when you invite me here this time, do you want to discuss Qingxing's future with me, or do you want to hand over my uncle's things to me?"
Feng Cheng's face turned green, and he said holding his breath, "Of course I will give you the hero's things, but Qingxing's future also needs to be discussed."
"Isn't Qingxing developing well now?" Gu Yin looked cheerful, harmless and innocent.
"For the current development of Qinghai Bank, there is indeed no problem, but this does not mean that there will be no problems in the future. We should take precautions in the future,"
It sounds like Feng Cheng has become the boss of Qinghang.
Gu Yin put down the cup in his hand and called out, "Uncle." Standing up, Gu Yin rolled his neck, "How many years has it been since I took office?"
"Fourteen years." Feng Cheng's words began to follow Gu Yin's guidance.
Fourteen years, Gu Yin sighed as if he was nostalgic, shook his head, "Fourteen years, such a long time, I remember that I was only nine years old when I came to power?"
Pu's eyes flashed, and Gu Yinhui returned to his seat and said to himself, "At that time, I was actually quite scared, after all, I was only a nine-year-old baby.
Feng Cheng seemed to be transported back to fourteen years ago by Gu Yin's sigh.
"That day was the first time I killed someone. I didn't think about anything at first, I just hated! I hate the person who killed my uncle. I can't let go of such a person! I have to kill him with my own hands! Only in this way can I be sacrificed.
My uncle’s spirit is in heaven.”
"Uncle, do you know? I had nightmares for half a month after that. I dreamed of the man's painful pleading, and the severed limbs were scattered around me. Dark red blood almost covered the whole body.
On the floor of the room, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood, which is similar to rust. If you listen carefully, can you hear the sound of dripping water? "
"That was the sound of blood sliding down his severed limbs."
"I was barefoot, so the feeling was very obvious. When you step on it, the soles of your feet are filled with a disgusting sticky feeling. The man who killed my uncle sobbed hoarsely. He was scared and in pain because I cut off his hands and feet.
Cut them all off!”
"Ha! Thinking about it now, I really don't understand that I can do such a cruel thing?" After a few chuckles, Gu Yin looked at Feng Cheng with a pair of beautiful cat eyes, and continued, "Those hard days have been too many, but I feel like now
Life is a little too comfortable. Uncle, what about you?"
Feng Cheng felt like a ball of dry cotton had been stuffed into his throat. It was itchy and astringent... He couldn't answer for a moment.
"Oh, then I was ten years old and you all retired. That day you handed over the entire Qingxing Bank to me. At that time, people came to provoke me every week...but I was not afraid!" Narrowing his eyes, Gu Yin died.
Staring at Feng Cheng, forcing him to look at her, "I thought at that time, my uncle is gone, my parents are gone, and I am only alive to guard this Qingxing. If those people come, they will come! What a big deal.
It’s just death, nothing special.”
Feng Cheng's hand holding the teacup was a little stiff. He had not forgotten how Gu Yin looked when he committed murder at the age of nine. That was also his nightmare, and he did not have a good night's sleep for a month because of it. He dreamed about it every night at midnight.
A beautiful doll with bright red blood all over her body was stabbed with a rusty machete!
She was covered in blood, like a demon from hell.
That unafraid of death style, with no regard for one's own attacks, accurate and fast!
Feng Cheng still remembered that she was so crazy that she found wild lions to fight with, just to improve her speed and strength.