Chapter 53

The moment he recognized the cane, Chen Kong couldn't help but feel a stern in his heart.

Apart from the photo of returning home from the airport, he had never seen Han Li carry him with him, whether during his contact with him or through media interviews and secret photos.

...Is something wrong?

There has been no major fluctuation in the market trend and public opinion situation during this period, and there has been no trend between Han Li and Han family companies. It is calm and quiet, but his temporary identity this time is very marginal. In this case, it is extremely difficult to truly understand the internal situation, which leads to the fact that the sinking position this time is really passive.

It seems that something must be done.

Chen Kong turned around and walked quickly towards Han Li standing under the corridor column. The wide-clothed cloak that had not yet been replaced flew with his pace, like a rolling cloud rolled up by strong wind.

As the distance between the two shortened, Han Li's face hidden in the shadow gradually became clear.

His face was quiet and his eyes were dark. His slender fingertips were clamping the lit cigarettes, and he was staring at the sunken air coming towards him.

Chen Kong's face was filled with a surprised smile:

"...Mr. Han? Why did you come to the set suddenly? Are you here to find Director Pei?"

Han Li did not correct Chen Kong's title, but just took a step forward slowly. A clearly contoured face was revealed under the bright light. He looked more handsome and imposing. There was a gloomy anger in his deep pupils, but the light smile on his lips was diluted with a bit of danger, which added some mysterious attraction:

"I'm here to find you."

The young man in front of him had a bright look, and his thin lips brought a light curve:

"Look for me?"

Han Li lowered his eyes, long eyelashes covered his dark eyes, and a hollow face reflected in his focused pupils, which looked half true and half false affection:

"Of course I'm here to collect the reward."

——There is a show.

Chen Kong was excited. Although he didn't know why Han Li suddenly changed his attitude, things are now moving in a direction that is beneficial to him. So he must seize the opportunity this time. As long as the mechanical sound has not sounded yet, it means that Han Li's suspicion has not been fully confirmed, which means that there is still a turning point. As long as the basic context ensures that the character does not collapse and the other party finds any substantial evidence, he can even play his own way in some non-decisive places...

After all, Chen Kong didn't know how to please the financial supporter as a small celebrity who was kept.

But in terms of **, his experience is quite rich.

Chen Kong leaned slightly towards Han Li, quickly narrowing the distance between the two people to the level of intimacy. He raised his hand and gently patted the ashes falling from Han Li's sleeve. His warm fingertips swept across the back of his cold hands without any hesitation. The clear voice was grim and slight slutty, with a vague hint:

"Then... I wonder what kind of reward Mr. Han likes?"

The young man's beautiful cheekbones were covered with a thin layer of skin, and a slight blush was shining under the light. A pair of amber eyes looked at him without hesitation. His makeup was not removed, his narrow and smooth eyeliner was raised upwards, and there was an ambiguous smile on his lips. His eyes were as hot and bright as magma, with a casual teasing.

There was no seductive charm, but Han Li couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He leaned back slightly without hesitation, as if this was the only way to avoid the ambiguous and viscous breath flowing in the air.

Han Li moved his eyes away from Shenkong's face, and his voice remained calm and calm:

"When will your scene end?"

Chen Kong lowered his head and flipped through the script he had just obtained, a little surprised: "The scenes of the first part are almost over today. Let's wait until I appear..."

He flipped backwards the page count, browsing the contents on it, and finally stopped after more than a dozen pages:

“…It’s about next week.”

It seems that I can finally have a small vacation.

Han Li nodded: "Okay, go and change your clothes, and I will pick you up at the door later."

Chen Kong frowned in difficulty and said hesitantly: "Although I won't have a role until next week,... Director Pei has arranged a lot of courses for me in the next schedule... Do you think...?"

Han Li obviously understood the hint in Chen Kong's words without any obstacles, and he gently stroked the tip of the staff in his hand:

"I'll tell him."

——Achieved the purpose of leaving the crew.

Chen Kong widened the distance from Han Li, showing a well-behaved smile: "Okay, then I'll go change my clothes, and I'll come soon."

He turned around and walked quickly towards his assistant who was waiting not far away. His wide clothes and sleeves robe were swaying with his steps, like a bird flapping its wings and flying.

Han Li stared at his far away back steadily, looked down at the cigarette that was gradually burning out between his fingertips, and a scarlet spot flickered.

A second before it was about to burn to his fingertips, Han Li pressed it to the wall beside him, leaving only some gray-white burning embers falling from the short cigarette butts.

·

Han Li's words are still very important.

Before Shen Kong changed his clothes and came out of the locker room, the agent sent a message to him that the courses for the next week had been cancelled and he had a good rest.

Before Chen Kong put his phone back in his pocket, the phone suddenly began to buzz and vibrate. He paused, looked down, and his eyes stopped on the unknown call displayed on the screen.

His eyes were slightly darker and he answered the phone.

Sure enough, Brother Tang’s familiar voice came from the other side of the phone.

The sunk began to fall from the day when the Yunwu Mountains came down, Han Zizhuo's people never contacted him again. This was the only call he had received in the past few months.

Brother Tang's instructions this time were very simple. They needed specific information about a planning that Han Li's company was about to run. Since other tricks and resources could not access such very high-level information, they had to use Meng Mingxuan, a chess piece that was inserted in Han Li's private life and was even quite popular.

After Shen Kong tentatively refused on the grounds that he had not yet gained Han Li's trust, the other party's tone suddenly became:

"Don't forget who your current resources and status come from. The reason why you have the current living conditions is because you are still useful to us - so you have to prove to us that you have such value. Do you understand? You must know who can offend and who can't offend."

After saying these almost threatening words, Brother Tang's tone eased again:

"Xiao Meng, don't be confused by the face and love of President Han. After all, he likes your face that is similar to his sweetheart. Do you have to understand your status and position? And do you really think Han Li himself is what he shows? Once the news of you being our side is leaked, do you really think this cruel and ruthless President Han will let you go?"

After saying these meaningful words, the other party hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, Shenkong's mobile phone buzzed twice, and several messages from anonymous contacts were sent over. After clicking on it, there were several news inside, all of which were the news that Han Li's competitor died tragically due to an accident. Behind the scribbled news pictures, the cold numbers and texts all imply the same information-

Among all these "accidents", only Hanli's company is the only beneficiary.

All the methods inside are crazy, cruel and ruthless.

Chen Kong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his light-colored eyeballs shone with inorganic light. He subconsciously recalled the cane Han Li was carrying today.

If his eyesight had not deteriorated for such a long time, there was no weapon hidden in the cane in the airport picture taken that time, and the one Han Li was carrying with him this time was obviously hiding a fatal instrument.

To protect yourself?

The cane is obviously related to the fingertips of a series of events in the news, and it is very likely that it has a subtle connection with the document that Brother Tang sent him to steal. No matter what it is, under the calm surface of the situation, there are undercurrents, rushing waves, rolling up the deep tide and countercurrent. During this period when he was trapped in the crew, some sharp turn must have occurred, and like gravity, it is pulling the world line closer to the original plot.

Chen Kong remembers this situation.

In that night without stars or moon, the bullet that shouldn't have appeared penetrated the iron sheet of the car door and shot into Han Li's knees trickily.

He lowered his eyes in the sky, and his long eyelashes covered the complex expression in his eyes.

He stuffed his phone into his pocket, bent down and tied his shoelaces tightly, then took out his backpack and walked out.

Even Chen Kong himself did not realize that after receiving those news, he did not doubt that Han Li might be the mastermind behind the scenes.

Perhaps it was out of years of experience, perhaps out of keen intuition, or perhaps it was because he still subconsciously felt that Han Li was still the boy sitting on the stairs outside the door waiting for him to go home and pressed his hot forehead against his neck.

·

Han Li drove here in person this time.

Chen Kong sat into the passenger seat and pulled the door up. The car quickly fell into almost abnormal silence.

Han Li swept his eyes and caught his slightly frowning brow and asked, "What's wrong?"

His voice was mellow and low, and it seemed extraordinarily magnetic in the quiet carriage.

Chen Kong shook his head, and his face skillfully hung Meng Mingxuan's obedience and harmlessness: "It's nothing, I just feel... you seem to like this kind of closed and tight car?"

Han Li withdrew his gaze, gently pressed a button with clear joints, and the skylight on the roof of the car slowly opened.

The wind outside the car poured in with a subtle sound.

He started the car randomly, and said with the sound of engine starting:

"It's just a habit I developed when I was a kid."

——Because of lack of security?

Before Chen Kong could think too much, he felt that the phone he put in his pocket suddenly vibrated several times in a row, and it seemed that someone was sending him messages continuously.

He frowned and took out his cell phone.

The latest message sent from the broker is displayed on the screen:

Watch the hot searches.

Chen Kong was a little curious, and clicked on Weibo and saw a hot search at the front at a glance:

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