1574: C1574 He may be Dead

C1574 He may be Dead

Along the way, the taxi driver, Da Niu, always peeked at Shen Yinbing through the mirror.

He had never seen such a pretty girl in his taxi.

How should he put it?

He felt that Shen Yinbing was tall and beautiful. Wearing transcendent clothing wasn't the real reason why he was moved. After all, the taxi drivers in the provincial capital traveled the streets everyday and had seen much of the world.

However, he had never seen a woman who could make a man think things through with just a glance, especially her eyes. Even if she were to stare out of the window and ponder, she would still give people the illusion that she was seducing you.

Da Niu knew that the aura Director Shen was emitting was called bewitching. It could also be called seductive, but on the surface, it looked very proper. However, in that sort of thing, she was quite crazy. This kind of woman had a magic that could make men unable to stop themselves.

Da Niu also knew that this kind of woman was not someone he could afford to provoke. Someone who exuded this kind of aura from her bones would definitely be targeted by someone with great ability when she was still young.

Da Niu didn't have any ability, so he wouldn't let Director Shen's imagination run wild. As the saying goes, "when one has no desire, one becomes strong." After Shen Yinbing got off the car, she impatiently asked for the driver's money.

What he didn't expect was that Shen Yinbing told him very straightforwardly that she had no money and walked towards the villa's door.

"What, no money? "If you don't have money, why are you even driving? Do you really think that if you have enough taste, you will be able to refuse to pay? Aren't you trying to oppress the poor working people?"

The moment she opened the door, she got out of the car and ran towards Shen Yinbing. Just as she was about to grab Shen Yinbing's arm, she suddenly turned around and asked with a slight frown, "What are you planning to do?"

For some reason, when Shen Yinbing turned around and stared at him with a frown, Da Niu felt an invisible pressure, as if the person in front of him was the Queen of Eagle Britain.

This invisible pressure caused Da Niu to retract his hand. He instinctively smiled and stuttered as he explained, "You … You have to pay, right?"

"Did I say I wouldn't give you money?"

Shen Yinbing asked, tilting her chin slightly.

Da Niu was stunned and replied, "You said just now that you don't have money."

"I don't have any money, but I didn't say I wouldn't pay."

"What's the difference between not paying and not paying?"

Da Niu felt a bit dizzy from being surrounded by Shen Yinbing.

"It means you won't pay. It means you won't be able to receive the money and this trip was wasted."

Shen Yinbing suddenly realized that talking with Da Niu was a bit easier. She didn't have to think twice before she said, "I don't have any money. It's just that I don't have any for now, so I won't give you any until I have enough money."

"If you don't give me money, then you have no money. If you don't have money, then you temporarily don't have any money. Only after you have money will you give me money …"

Da Niu felt a bit dizzy from Shen Yinbing's words. He blinked his eyes and mumbled, "Just tell me, are you going to give me the money or not?"

"Here, of course I'll give it to you. I don't have the habit of taking advantage of others."

Shen Yinbing asked, "How much is it?"

"Eighteen fifty dollars."

"Then I'll give you nineteen. Fifty cents as a tip."

"Where's the money?"

"The money is here."

Shen Yinbing raised her hand and pointed to the east.

Da Niu turned around and saw a few black limousines heading towards them at lightning speed.

"These are your people? Are you kidding me? "

Da Niu suddenly felt that something was wrong and started to regret asking Shen Yinbing for money.

He was also a cultured person. Normally, he would read online novels where many popinjays bullied the good citizens while being slapped in the face by the protagonist.

Da Niu felt that if the people who came were Shen Yinbing's people, then she would be a foppish dandy. He was a good and unlucky citizen, but he only lacked one protagonist who would slap her in her face.

Just as Da Niu was in a daze, a few black Mercedes-benz cars had already stopped beside the road.

The doors of the car opened, and a dozen men and women in black suits jumped down from the car and ran to Shen Yinbing. Their faces were filled with ecstasy as one of them exclaimed, "Director Shen, it really is you!"

"It's me. "I'm fine."

Shen Yinbing smiled and lightly nodded.

What Jack and the others were feeling now, Lily knew, and knew, was tied to her: she was fine, everyone was fine. She wasn't good, and neither was anyone else.

While she was trapped in the Riverbed Tomb for the past few days, she reckoned that Han Jiajun and the rest's minds had suffered too much pressure. After seeing that she was safe and sound, it was normal for someone to be so excited that they would shed tears.

After seeing these people being so polite to Shen Yinbing, Da Niu felt his legs go weak and he almost fainted.

"What kind of person am I riding on this!"

Da Niu's face was ashen and his body was trembling. He was wondering if it was him sneaking around when Shen Yinbing looked at him. "Do you believe me now?"

"I, I …"

Da Niu's mouth was bitter. He didn't dare to say anything else, much less look at the men with guns.

"Director Shen, this is?"

Han Jiajun took a step forward and stared at Da Niu with an unfriendly expression.

Some of the people behind him even pointed their guns at Da Niu.

Da Niu rolled his eyes. Just as he was about to collapse onto the ground, he heard Shen Yinbing say, "He's a taxi driver. He sent me over. Give him the fare. 19 yuan. Oh, right. I didn't say I would tip him. 19 yuan."

"I-I don't want it, I really don't want it!"

Da Niu hastily waved his hands and thought, "Forget about 19 dollars, even if it was 100 dollars, I wouldn't dare to take them now. Who are these people, daring to carry a submachine gun around in broad daylight?"

"Since Director Shen said she would give it to you, you have to take it even if you don't want it. What are you blabbering about? Look for the money!"

Han Jiajun saw something from Shen Yinbing's playful gaze as she stared at Da Niu. He immediately took out a one hundred dollar bill and handed it over.

Da Niu trembled and didn't dare to say anything else. He took the pill out and looked at Shen Yinbing with a pitiful expression.

"Next time if you have the chance, I'll call your car. I'll remember your work number."

Shen Yinbing smiled at Da Niu. When she turned around and looked at the iron fence, her eyes were filled with sadness. She muttered, "This is my home. I want to go home."

Southern Mountain's 18th villa was Shen Yinbing's home. She wanted to return home now, but there was a lock hanging on the metal fence, and the courtyard was filled with weeds. It was a desolate appearance, just like her current mental state.

He took out a big wrench from inside and quickly walked in front of the iron fence. In one move, he had shattered the lock and pushed open the door with Lee Guoxun. They then separated to the two sides and shouted in unison, "We respectfully invite Director Shen home!"

"Thank you."

The corner of Shen Yinbing's mouth twitched. With her left hand holding the train of her skirt, she slowly walked in.0

While Han Jiajun was paying the taxi fare, Lao Wang, Tieh Tu and the others had already arrived. However, they didn't come over and instead just quietly watched from a distance.

Shen Yinbing was going home. No matter what happened, he would have to wait until her return. This was the fundamental quality of a person.

Shen Yinbing walked very slowly. She stopped when she arrived at the door of the living room amidst the wild grass.

In front of the window on the east side of the living room, there was a parasol placed on the floor. Under it was a rattan chair, a small table, and a red teapot.

The last owner of the villa, Liao Shuifen, hadn't even packed her things when she moved out. She had allowed these things to be beaten by the wind and rain, and her face had long since changed, exuding an indescribable desolation.

The corner of Shen Yinbing's mouth moved slightly. She walked over, picked up her skirt, and lightly wiped it on the rattan chair.

Shen Yinbing didn't care though. She wiped the chair clean and sat down on it slowly. She exhaled lightly and closed her eyes.

More and more cars arrived at the mansion, and more people walked into the yard. Everyone looked at Shen Yinbing quietly, but no one said anything.

Three minutes later, Shen Yinbing opened her eyes, as if she didn't see anyone in the courtyard. She only looked at Haolian Yanyue, who was standing beside her, and gently caressed the rattan chair, saying in a low voice, "Do you know? This rattan chair was the birthday present I bought for my father when I was sixteen … Regardless of the season, as long as he is at home, he likes to sit in this chair after lunch, holding his red clay pot and listening to the Beijing opera on the radio with his eyes closed. He looks very relaxed. "

"This teapot isn't his, and neither is the table, but the rattan chair."

Shen Yinbing turned her head and looked at the living room, muttering, "I didn't expect the villa to have so many new owners, and even have Dad's rattan chair. I'm very happy … but, the people I know the most are all gone. Is this what people call being a person?"

"Life and death, the vast ocean turning into mulberry fields, this was originally a natural law, and no one could change it."

Haolian Yanyue whispered, "I believe that Lao Dong will be very happy if he knows about this."

"He'll know."

Shen Yinbing sighed softly as she turned around to look at the people in the courtyard. The mournful expression on her face slowly disappeared as she regained her former tranquility. "Which one of you will come over to talk first?"

There were at least thirty people filling up the yard. All of them were standing, and only Shen Yinbing was sitting there by herself.

Although the rattan chair she was sitting on was very old, and the parasol on it had turned yellow from the sun and wind, and the tables, teapots, and other things looked dirty, she gave everyone the illusion that she was the empress of the feudal dynasty. She sat on the dragon chair and looked down at all the civil and military officials.

Gao Yunhua, who was about to speak, frowned and shut his mouth.

If he were to stand out and interrogate her, it would lower his status. Although Shen Yinbing's identity was not ordinary, she was still far from Gao Yunhua.

Tieh Tu, Liao Wusi, and the others also did not step forward.

On the other hand, Lao Wang looked around, gritted his teeth and walked over.

Shen Yinbing looked at him and said, "Lao Wang, you are so promising now."

Compared to when he was a driver at Beishan Group, Lao Wang was much more promising now and was admired by many. However, in front of Shen Yinbing, he did not have the slightest bit of confidence.

Shen Yinbing laughed, "Hehe, your status today has nothing to do with me … If you have anything to say, just say it directly. "

"Thank you, Director Shen."

Lao Wang raised his head and looked at Shen Yinbing, "I just want to know how Director Gao is doing now."

"He's probably dead."

Shen Yinbing replied indifferently.

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