Spring night kiss

Chapter 274 Zhao Zhao ()

Qin Yao is a careerist. If we use other people's words, he is a villain who does everything in the business world.

Qin Yao took over the Qin family's business when he was 17 years old.

The Qin family in Hong Kong City is not a clean family.

Qin Yao accepted all the assets of his father's generation, and did not care about things like whitewashing.

He doesn't care about glory or not. Most of the time, he only cares about profit.

Maybe he was young and energetic, maybe he was unlucky, but one day when the Qin family's business was in full swing, he was kidnapped by his enemies.

Not many people knew about this matter. Even when those in the Qin family received a call from the kidnappers, saying that they needed to prepare a large amount of Hong Kong dollars, they all tacitly chose to shut up and not call the police.

No one wants Qin Yao alive.

His methods are so crazy and ruthless that they have threatened the interests of other people in the family.

"Then let him die. With so many children in the Qin family, can't we find someone who can replace him?"

An older man's tone was full of majesty and disdain: "I have long advised him to cut the blood and make profits. There are some things that should not be touched! If he touches them, he deserves to die now!"

"But Qin Yao is also doing it for our Qin family." Someone spoke in a low voice for Qin Yao: "What if the money really doesn't arrive on time and the other party jumps over the wall in a hurry!"

"Since what you do is licking blood from the edge of a knife! Then don't blame others for being cruel!" Someone else said angrily: "It's not a big deal for him now that he has been caught. If something goes wrong with the Qin family because of him! We all I won’t let him go!”

The words were cold-blooded and vivid, but they received applause from the whole room.

No one thinks there is anything wrong with these words. Yes, the Qin family cannot tolerate any mistakes. As for whether Qin Yao lives or dies, it doesn't matter.

Qin Yao sat in the dark warehouse, looking at the faces of the so-called family members on the monitor, and chuckled for a long time.

"I really pity you." Mr. Zhang Wu raised his hand and turned off the monitor. The old man could still see the majestic murderous aura. He walked slowly to Qin Yao and looked at this man covered in thorns. The young man showed a meaningful smile: "Qin Yao, does it make sense for you to risk your life for this group of people?"

It really doesn't make any sense.

Qin Yao's eyelids were drooped, and his fox-like eyes were filled with bottomless emotions.

He raised the corners of his lips casually, as if he was telling himself: "It is really despicable to be so unlucky as a human being and to be complained and ridiculed."

Mr. Zhang Wu was stunned for a moment, and then he squatted down and said earnestly, "Qin Yao, I am different from those people in the Qin family. I am optimistic about you and your future. If you do it with me, after I die, my things It's all yours."

Mr. Zhang Wu has no children, so he can really say that he loves and hates Qin Yao, the biggest rival of the family.

"What you said is so presumptuous." Qin Yao raised his eyelids and looked at Mr. Zhang Wu casually: "No matter how much I degenerate, I can't do this to be the grandson of the opponent, right?"

"Don't give me a toast!" Zhang Wuye's expression changed, and he stood up suddenly. Because he stood up too fast, his body was swaying. He quickly stabilized his crutches and said, "Qin Yao! I It's because you have some ability that you have the heart to love talents! Now that you are in my hands, it's up to me whether you want to kill or behead them! you!"

Qin Yao smiled unmoved and said, "Okay, then just kill me."

Zhang Wuye's expression became even more embarrassing. He squeezed his crutches tightly, snorted coldly, walked to the Taishi's chair and sat down, looking at his subordinates beside him.

"Didn't you hear what Young Master Qin said! He doesn't want to live now, so you can help him!" After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhang Wu waved his hands impatiently, "The fishing port is outside, throw him into the sea with the dead fish. Once and for all, I never want to see this bastard in Kowloon City!"

After saying that, several men on the side walked towards Qin Yao expressionlessly.

"Young Master Qin, if you're to blame, you, the Qin family, are too hard-hearted!" The leader of the men had a ferocious scar on his face, and his smile became more and more terrifying. He glanced at Qin Yao up and down, and there was a smile on his face. His smile turned ruthless, "Even if you die, it will be your Qin family who want you to die!"

Qin Yao just listened unmoved, and even the expression on his face did not change at all.

He really missed the mark by one move and missed the depth of people's hearts.

But to this day, he has taken every step by himself, so he has no regrets.

"So much nonsense?" Qin Yao sneered: "I will explain it here today, and I will not remember you guys."

Qin Yao glanced at the scarred man, and the latter's expression instantly became embarrassing.

Qin Yao closed his eyes calmly and said in a calm tone: "You are not worthy of being remembered by me."

When Mr. Zhang Wu heard this, he sneered: "Qin Yao! I'm finally done with my life. This is the first time in my life that I've seen such an arrogant person like you! You're right, they don't deserve it."

Several of his subordinates looked at each other, and then they all looked at Mr. Zhang in confusion.

Mr. Zhang Wu took out his gun from his pocket and pointed the black muzzle at Qin Yao's forehead, "I will personally send you on your way."

A dull gunshot sounded in the remote warehouse. The next moment, Scar and the other two men threw the unconscious Qin Yao into the sea.

As a man who mixes in both black and white, Qin Yao's appearance is sharp but not domineering. He often appears to be too beautiful.

When Qin Yao's father was still alive, he said that Qin Yao was born like a fox, a fox with nine lives.

Qin Yao didn't take it seriously before, and even thought this statement was stupid and funny, but now, he suddenly felt that his father might be right.

Not only did he not die after falling into the sea, but he regained consciousness due to the sting of the wound. He was rescued by a fishing boat heading to Ningcheng and placed in a guest room to recuperate.

He was shot and was very weak. He lay in bed every day, not talking, just looking at the scenery outside the window.

He didn't have any communication equipment or money. The pampered young master lived the most embarrassing life in his life.

Some people were kind and asked Qin Yao if he needed a mobile phone to contact his family.

Qin Yao thanked him and took the phone but didn't make a call. Instead, he read the latest news.

The Qin family chose a new head because he was still young and planned to study abroad.

Even the news of his death was concealed, as if Qin Yao did not exist in this world.

Qin Yao returned the phone to the kindhearted person, and spent the rest of the time besides sleeping and eating.

By the time the ship docked, the wounds on his body were almost healed.

He originally wanted to find an opportunity to return to Hong Kong City, so he contacted his confidants.

As a result, the confidant on the other end of the phone stammered: "Master, Mr. Zhang Wu and others are recovering your body from the sea now, because some fishermen nearby said that they saw you still alive. During this period, you should avoid the limelight first." Bar."

It's true that misfortunes never come singly.

Qin Yao knew that this port city might not be able to return for a while.

"Keep an eye on the Qin family. If there is any trouble, report it to me immediately." Qin Yao said coldly: "Especially, their new head."

"Yes."

Qin Yao knew that the top priority was to survive in Ningcheng first.

But he has no ID and cannot do many jobs.

Until one day, Qin Yao saw that the film and television company was recruiting part-time field staff.

It is said that the popular little girl Song Zhaozhao will soon hold an anniversary concert after her debut. Now the company is short of people and is casting a wide net. The first job Qin Yao got in Ningcheng was as a venue manager for Song Zhaozhao's concert.

This job is naturally difficult, but for Qin Yao, it is nothing.

Qin Yao first met Song Zhaozhao backstage at a concert.

The shining woman surrounded by everyone was wearing a long red dress, with bright and moving features and a pure temperament.

With a cold expression on her face, she walked past the crowd towards the lounge, looking very arrogant.

Of course, she has the capital to be arrogant. As a popular actress, being arrogant is nothing, she should be.

Qin Yao stood outside the crowd and looked at Song Zhaozhao, feeling strangely touched inexplicably.

That night, when Song Zhaozhao's concert ended, she came down from the stage, missed her footing and fell.

There was a commotion at the scene, which was extremely chaotic.

"Zhaozhao! Are you okay!" Song Zhaozhao's manager looked at Song Zhaozhao who was sitting on the ground with a solemn expression, "You must not have anything happen to you! You have a very important interview in a few days, so you can't Don’t go!”

Song Zhaozhao lowered his head and looked at his rapidly reddening ankles without saying a word.

"Who among you will help me take Zhaozhao to the hospital!" The manager said nervously: "She must go to the hospital immediately!"

But among the workers in the background, no one dared to touch Song Zhaozhao. If it moves or bumps into someone, whose responsibility is it?
So even though the agent was so anxious, no one came forward to volunteer.

"Everyone, please!" The manager was about to cry hearing the tone, "If Zhaozhao doesn't go to the hospital now, the wound will be more serious!"

Qin Yao was wearing a peaked cap and had just finished moving the items in the prop room.

He glanced at Song Zhaozhao from a distance. She was really a delicate and beautiful girl, but she was too quiet. She was completely different from the one she was on the stage just now.

She doesn't seem to be as showy as her appearance suggests, and can even be said to be a little laid-back.

"Didn't we already call an ambulance? Then wait for the ambulance to come." Song Zhaozhao said calmly: "Don't embarrass everyone. If I get injured a second time, who is responsible?"

The agent's expression changed, her eyes wandered with some guilt, and she whispered: "I'm not looking for an ambulance!"

Song Zhaozhao looked at her in astonishment, raised his head, and finally gained his temper: "If anything happens to me, you are the one who should bear the greatest responsibility!"

"Do you think I don't want to call an ambulance?" The manager was also aggrieved, "You have just finished your concert. If you go to the hospital at this time and are photographed getting into the ambulance, do you think the media will write nonsense! "

Qin Yao didn't know much about the entertainment industry, so what his agent said was quite confusing to him.

Why do people get scrawled when they go to the hospital for injury?

"Previously, the singer surnamed Liang went to the hospital after the concert and was exposed to have taken it before the concert." The manager pursed his lips and said no more.

Song Zhaozhao frowned, his expression even more displeased: "There is something wrong with Liang Zhao, it's not random writing at all!"

"Then how can you be sure that you won't be misrepresented!" The manager's expression returned to a confident expression, and she said seriously: "In short, I can't risk your acting career."

"After all, aren't you just not letting me go to the hospital?" Song Zhaozhao took a deep breath and stood up from the ground, "Okay, I'll go home now."

She was about to move forward as she spoke, her bright and flamboyant little face looking pale due to pain.

Qin Yao crossed the crowd, walked to Song Zhaozhao, and blocked her way.

"What are you doing?" Song Zhaozhao looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him in confusion. The latter was wearing a peaked cap and could not see his face clearly, but he was tall and had a very good temperament.

Qin Yao turned around and squatted down in front of Song Zhaozhao, "Come up, I'll carry you."

This is their first encounter.

For Song Zhaozhao, it was just a kind employee who carried her to the hospital.

Afterwards, Qin Yao also received a red envelope from Song Zhaozhao, but it was handed over by the foreman.

"Zhaozhao is such a nice person. You just backed her up, and she actually gave you 2 yuan!" The foreman said with emotion, "You are really a blind cat who has stumbled into a dead rat!"

"If you feel jealous, you can be the first to do something like this next time." Qin Yao took the red envelope from the foreman's hand and said lazily: "I deserve this money."

For Qin Yao, this money can be regarded as a timely help.

And this job of working as a handyman next to Song Zhaozhao has become a long-term job because of this proactive help.

After all, he had helped Song Zhaozhao. Although the latter had never even seen what he looked like, others would treat him with more respect, and no one even asked about the fact that he had no identity information.

Later, Qin Yao saw Song Zhaozhao many times. She was either practicing singing or practicing an instrument.

The company positioned her as an idol singer, but it was obvious that Song Zhaozhao's ambitions did not stop there.

"What's the use of writing these things now! Song Zhaozhao, can you wake up? No one cares about what you sing on stage!" The manager threw a pile of music scores on the ground and said angrily: "I Let me ask you, why don’t you want to participate in the interview?”

When Qin Yao passed by the singing studio, what he heard was the manager's hoarse questioning.

Through the gap in the door, Qin Yao saw Song Zhaozhao's expression, calm and cold.

"Why should I participate in such a meaningless interview?" Song Zhaozhao said coldly: "You want me to put on a show and say that what others have written is written by me. I can't do that."

"You can't do it, but there are many people who can!" The manager was furious: "Song Zhaozhao, your talent is not worth your age! Without this face, you are nothing!"

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When Bian Yue was 22 years old, she got married to Li Siheng as she wished.

Under the lonely light, the man's eyebrows remained as before, but his voice was indifferent: "Bian Yue, I have changed my mind."

Bian Yue planned to give Li Siheng a decent breakup.

The Xiangjiang Evening News broadcast the front page headline every day, "The head of the Shen family, Shen Jinci, has been in and out of the temple for many days. He is suffering from a terminal illness and is in critical condition."

Everyone clapped and applauded, secretly saying that Shen Jinci was ruthless and extremely selfish, and that this was retribution.

In the newspaper, the profile of the man was deep and cold, elegant and noble, he was dressed in black and distant, and his appearance was extremely bad.

Bian Yue looked at the newspaper and had a plan in mind.

There was continuous rain in Xiangjiang River. Bian Yue was sitting in the Shen family hall, with water dripping from her hair. She was in too much of a state of embarrassment. Under the dim light, she could see the man's pure temperament and charming appearance. She had no confidence in the word "marriage".

There was a brief silence, Shen Jinci didn't even raise his eyes, and his voice was calm and gorgeous: "Okay."

A wedding was held in such a hurry that the onlookers were in an uproar.

After the marriage, she met Li Siheng again. Bian Yue was hiding from the rain on the side of the road. The man rushed out of the car and ran towards her with all his demeanor. He held her hand tightly and said in a dumb voice, "Bian Yue, you divorce him, I will marry you." you."

That night, Shen Jinci, who was on a business trip abroad, returned home quietly, and sat across from Bian Yue, who came home late at night.

The grinding wheel of the man's lighter brushed against her, and the flames danced, making the outline of his face even more charming in the night. He took a puff of cigarette and put it out, strode up to Bian Yue, grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her fiercely.