Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 58: Song Yueliang, why are you here?
The video is a box full of Chinese style.
Luxury solid wood dining table in the middle of a box full of delicious Chinese food.
Next to the dining table, there was a handsome young man sleeping on the table.
The little egg man recognized himself, and he was right. What he was experiencing right now was actually a dream.
See, you're not awake yet?
As soon as this thought flashed, the little egg man saw "Xiao Li" in the moving video.
It seemed like he was sleep deprived, "Xiao Li" sat up straight, rubbed his stiff neck, then walked out of the box with an annoyed expression.
Video ends.
Eggman, "..."
The little egg man stopped every word, "What is this? Please tell me clearly?"
If it wasn't for him being here, he would have thought he was smart when he saw the picture.
Why was that "Xiao Li" behaving exactly like him? !
【If the system spirit body is destroyed, in the original world, the consciousness controlled by the main brain will follow your original life path to the end for you. 】
The little egg man was forced to laugh angrily, “That's when I worked hard here to do the damn tasks, the mastermind's consciousness used my body, spent my money, and act as prince on my behalf?”
“If I fail to complete the task, do I have to thank you before I die, and do not let my parents send the white-haired man to the black-haired man?”
"What are you, why are you living for me!"
There was no response.
The little egg man closed his eyes hard, trying to calm his anger and calm down quickly.
After a while, he asked again, "If I can't go back, what will be the trajectory of my life?"
Still no response.
"Hey, I was made a ghost like that for no reason. If you don't even have the right to know, fine, stop. After all, there was no rule as to when I should complete the task. I will stay here until the end of my life, and you What can you do with me? We agreed at the beginning, even the masterminds have to obey the rules, right?"
After speaking, the little egg man folded his hands and lay down.
That bad.
Above the sea of consciousness, another line of words finally appeared slowly.
【Top spare parts, if can't ask for it, your family will be destroyed. 】
Eggman, "..."
Absorbent tire? She's she? Can't ask for it? She's she? Family is broken, right? !
“Do you dare to show up and let me beat you to death?”
【Solve the task, you can save yourself and change the end of the story, please follow the agreement. 】
After this sentence, no matter how the little eggman called out, the mastermind never answered.
Sitting from lying down, the little egg man narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the already clean savings pool.
After a while, he moved his middle finger upwards.
He was willing to bet with a human head that this mastermind was cold-blooded trash.
also very bad!
Since he wanted to finish his task, why wasn't it told clearly in the morning?
Waiting until spending an almost full pool of savings before it appears, bastard, just wants to double the energy!
Fuck yourself!
Conscious abroad, the little baby holds a small shovel, sticks out his little butt, and struggles to weed.
During the day, the sunlight was increasingly toxic, even wearing a straw hat was not able to cover the heat, the baby's face was flushed, sweat was pouring on his forehead and cheeks, and the back of his little dress was also wet.
Little Dan's heart ached, because of this little brat, all the energy he had accumulated for so long had disappeared.
“Qiqi, good boy, only you can save me now.”
Little Qiqi's hand shook, "Eggy, are you sick?"
"..." - ".Thinking of the spare tire and the loss of the family, Xiaodanren held him back, "I face life and death, as a comrade-in-arms, will you help me?"
"help!"
"Find Song Yueliang."
"..." - ".Qiqi was so frightened that she dropped her little spade.
Aunt Song must be very busy right now...
…
Huicheng in late August is still very hot.
The scorching sun hangs high during the day, and there are no clouds in the sky.
Song Yueliang walked out of the upscale restaurant after eating, and went to the company. On the way, he received a call from his special assistant Chen Mo.
Parking the car by the roadside, Song Yueliang picked up the phone, and the resolute voice of the special assistant rang out from the end there.
"Mr Song, the Song Group shareholders meeting will start at 15:00. I have prepared the documents and materials for the meeting. Is there anything else I need to order?"
The interests!
the explosion-!
The sound of emergency braking and collision rang out suddenly, right in front of where Song Yueliang was parked.
He looked up, his eyelids suddenly attracted.
As far as the eye could see, Santana was red, a woman fell to the ground.
As the woman lay there, her swollen belly was clearly visible.
The crash site was in a moment of panic, with calls, calls for help, alarms, and figures coming back and forth, and soon besieging cars and women at the centre of the crash.
"That's a pregnant woman, my stomach is bloated!"
"How do you drive, don't you have eyes? My wife is eight months pregnant! If there is a problem between him and the child in his womb, I will claim your life!"
"Ups, the pregnant woman is bleeding! Stop arguing and get him in the car and send him to the hospital first!"
"It's been a month now, and I don't know if the child can be nurtured, I'm afraid my stomach will be nauseous..."
The voices were chaotic and jumbled, and every sentence floated into the car and into Song Yueliang's ears.
Among them, the most obvious was the weak cry of the woman asking for help, "Please, save me, son..."
Amidst the scorching heat of August, with the scorching sun in the sky, Song Yueliang shivered in the cold, and even his gaze blurred.
"Hello? Huh hello? Master Song, what happened to you! Can you talk to Mr Song?" At his elder brother, Chen Mo's stiff voice still came out, tinged with anxiety.
"I'm fine." Song Yueliang heard herself speak in a calm voice.
He raised his eyes, just in time to meet a pair of eyes reflected in the rearview mirror.
Those eyes were full of red, with a cruel, cold, and fierce gaze.
With madness on the verge of collapse.
"Prepare me a formal suit, I'll go back to the company now." Song Yueliang calmly threw away her face, no longer staring at the pair of horrifying eyes in the rearview mirror.
Turning the steering wheel, stepping on the gas pedal, the car seamlessly fused with highway traffic, leaving behind that scene.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
Located on the top floor of a magnificent office building in the center of the city, in the meeting room, besides a slight sound of AC lit up, the sound of falling needles was almost audible, and the atmosphere was cold.
The stifling atmosphere is incredible.
The shareholders here have different expressions and thoughts.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the young lady sitting first to the right of the chairman.
The woman was wearing a black formal suit and special trousers, which further accentuated her cold temperament.
The head with large wavy hair was strewn about casually, black eyebrows and phoenix eyes, bright red lips with shallow arches that looked like a smile, and cold thin eyes swept out lightly, showing the violence that is held back by time.
That tyrannical aura made everyone present not dare to underestimate him.
“Song Yueliang, why are you here?”