"Watch what happens."

......

Xiangtang.

"The number you dialed is out of service area, please..."

Uncle Quan hung up the phone, looking extremely irritable.

I don't know what's going on today, but Grandpa's phone has been unable to get through.

This old ghost usually wakes up early, and there is no reason why he can't hear the phone?what happened?Are you kidding me by not answering the phone on purpose?

He originally wanted to report to the grandpa about the murder, and by the way, he did not expect such a thing to happen after the conference.

The election is related to the interests of many people, and the time is short. We must discuss the result with Grandpa before the afternoon, otherwise we will not be able to explain to others.

He gritted his teeth, waved his hand to find a younger brother, and said, "Prepare the car and go to Yishan Manor."

Half an hour later, a luxury car drove into Yishan Manor and stopped in front of Grandpa's villa.

After the car stopped, the bodyguard who had received the news a long time ago respectfully opened the door.

"Uncle Quan!"

"Uncle Quan!"

Uncle Quan swept the bodyguard's face, his face was very ugly: "Brother Min hasn't gotten up yet?"

One of the bodyguards hesitated and said, "I don't know what's going on today. We called outside the door for a long time, but Grandpa ignored us."

Another bodyguard said: "Usually Grandpa has already gone out at this time."

Uncle Quan didn't ask them why they didn't push the door in, after all, their status was there.

It's true that Ah Gong is very kind when dealing with people and things, but it's just an appearance. Whoever really takes his kindness seriously will probably be sunk into the sea at some point.

Uncle Quan asked again, "He was not feeling well last night?"

Several bodyguards looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Like before, Grandpa brushed his teeth and went to sleep. At that time, I put an alarm at the door. When I was sleeping, I even chatted with Grandpa."

Security Road patrolling the corridor last night.

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Quan was even more confused.

Since there is no disease or disaster, what kind of nerve does this guy have?

Is it too old to get up?What a joke.

He said coldly, "Take me there."

Uncle Quan brought a group of people to the second floor. He should stay with the younger brothers on the stairs, while he walked to the door of Grandpa's bedroom.

Uncle Quan raised his hand and knocked on the door, shouting, "Brother Min, if you're not feeling well, I'll call a doctor to show you."

There was no response from the door.

Uncle Quan frowned, Lao Tzu ran for you outside, but you hid in the house to sleep?Do you really take me as your servant?

Thinking like this, there was a hint of irritability in his voice, and at the same time, the strength to slam on the door became stronger.

"¨〃Brother Min, why don't you open the door beforehand?"

But no matter what he said, there was no sound in the room.

As soon as Uncle Quan twisted the door handle, he pushed the door directly in, and said angrily at the same time.

"Brother Min, what are you doing... Brother Min?"

After seeing the scene in the house, Uncle Quan's voice became sharp and shrill.

"Call an ambulance, hurry up and call an ambulance!"

......

In the lazy afternoon, Wang Ting was sitting in the office looking outside thinking about something.

After accepting Grandpa's inheritance, Wang Ting's invisible wealth instantly increased.At the same time, his road has also been much smoother.

The entertainment city and the gravel factory are gradually on the right track, and he no longer needs to worry about it.Next, is the cooperation with Uncle Hao.

Then, take control of Hengji and let the company go public...

With his step by step, the current Wang Ting is no longer the gangster he used to be slaughtered.

Just when Wang Ting was thinking, the mobile phone in his arms rang a pleasant ringtone.

He retracted his gaze into the distance and answered the phone.

"A Ting, where are you?" Brother Yaowen's low voice came from the other end of the phone.

Brother Yaowen's mood was not right on the phone, Wang Ting's heart moved, but he pretended to be indifferent.

"I'm in the entertainment city. What's the matter, Brother Yaowen, do you want to make an appointment with me?"

"You're busy with business, forget it." Brother Yaowen said, and paused: "A Ting, something happened to Grandpa."

Wang Ting was 'surprised' and said, "What happened?"

"Grandpa is dead."

"what?"

Hearing this sentence, Wang Ting said angrily, "What's going on? Is it the new hand?"

"A Ting, don't be impulsive, things are not what you think."

Brother Yaowen sighed: "Today, Uncle Quan went to Grandpa to discuss the election, but when he arrived at the villa, Grandpa left because of a heart attack."

Wang Ting paused for a while, and then said with a heavy heart, "How could this happen!"

"When I found him, there were heart-saving medicines scattered around him. It seems that he had a heart attack in the middle of the night, and he didn't have time to take the medicine." Brother Yaowen said the more he spoke, the lower his voice was, obviously (good enough) he was also very uncomfortable with Grandpa's death.

"Boy, Afghan treats you well on a daily basis, clean up tomorrow, come to the cemetery to attend Grandpa's funeral, and then send him the last trip to the old man."

"Okay, I see." Wang Ting nodded and asked, "Brother Yaowen, are you alright?"

Brother Yaowen smiled bitterly: "Everyone dies, let alone in our industry, he is even more pessimistic about life and death. I just didn't expect that the old man would leave in such a hurry."

"Hey, don't talk about it, A Ting, see you in the cemetery tomorrow."

"Well, Brother Yaowen, you should also take care of your body." Wang Ting said.

Brother Yaowen squeezed out a smile.

"Stinky boy, I'm fine, don't worry about it."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ting put down the phone, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down.

He brewed a cup of tea for himself, blew the smoke on it, and sipped gently.

The tea leaves sink under the stirring of warm water, and the taste gradually improves.

Following Wang Ting's tasting, the bitter tea gradually exploded in his taste buds, and an elegant sweetness suddenly filled his palate.

It is the true meaning of drinking tea.

Yes.

Wang Ting laughed.

Great show, it's only just begun.

PS: Ask for a wave of flowers, ask for a wave of monthly tickets, ask for a wave of evaluation tickets, and ask for various data in an infinite loop.......... ...................................................... ...................................................... ...................................................... ............

Chapter XNUMX: Police Networks

The next day, Wang Ting got up early.

He asked Michelle to find a black suit for himself, carefully stretched out some folds in front of the mirror, and tidied it up.

Michelle looked at him from the side and sighed, "I didn't expect Grandpa to leave like this."

Wang Ting fastened his tie and said lightly, "As the saying goes, there are unforeseen circumstances. Who can say for sure about this kind of thing."

Michelle looked at him worriedly: "A Ting, are you alright?"

Michelle didn't know the filth of Wang Ting and Grandpa in secret, so in her opinion, Grandpa always supported Wang Ting. Now that Grandpa is dead, she is very worried about Wang Ting's state.

Wang Ting shook his head and said, "Brother Yaowen said yesterday that everyone will die.

What's more, if you are still in our line, you have long regarded life and death. "

Michelle opened her mouth, but said nothing in the end.

Wang Ting smiled slightly, he held Michelle's cheek and kissed, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Michelle nodded and said, "Be careful outside alone. If you encounter any trouble, you can go home and talk to me."

Wang Ting stroked her hair and said softly, "I promise you."

Although she knew that she could not share Wang Ting's worries, Michelle still smiled happily when she heard his promise.

After breakfast, Wang Ting took Michelle to the car and sent her to Wang Bo's door.

After stopping at the door, Wang Ting said, "I'm going to my grandpa's funeral today. I'm afraid I won't have time to come back. You go back first, and I'll pick you up when I'm done."

"Well." Michelle nodded and said, "Then I'll wait for you at home."

After saying that, after the two kissed goodbye, Michelle Yi reluctantly got out of the car.

It was not until he saw her knocking on the door and entering the house that Wang Ting started the car and went to the entertainment city.

Grandpa is Hengji's 'sitting hall' and holds a funeral today, so the entertainment city is not open.

When Wang Ting arrived at the door, Ah Ting Adong and his younger brothers had been waiting for a long time.

After all, today is a big day, not only the younger brother who is watching the entertainment city, but even the bar and snack street have dispatched half of the staff to come to the station.

All black suits are densely filled on the huge sidewalk of the entertainment city. When you look at it suddenly, there is even a shocking feeling.

"Brother Ting."

A Dong trotted to the front of the car and said, "The wreaths are all ready, and our people are here too."

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