They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

Mr. Shadow said, it can be unbelievably long.

Longer than eighty years old.

Long enough to do all the things you want to do and go all the places you want to go.

Ming Weiting crouched down in front of the wheelchair, he thought about it, and slowly began to tell Luo Chi about the scenery at sea.

People on the shore will feel that the sea is vast and distant, but in fact, when they arrive at the sea, they will find that there are many changes in different seas.

When the weather is at its best, the sea is finely stratified by the breeze. The sun will be scattered like gold dust, every angle is different, and the sea will turn blue-green like a gem.

At night, the sea and the night sky will merge into one, but it is not difficult to distinguish, because there will be lights at the junction. The lamp will outline the silent outline of the building, and those lights and shadows are all reflected in the water, as if replicating a small independent world.

In winter, it is best to stay in the room of the cruise ship. At that time, the sea was a cold blue-gray, frost flowers would form outside the window, and the warm water vapor in the room would cover a layer of water mist.

The sea in summer is very suitable for diving, and when the sun dries the sea calmly, there will be colorful fish underwater. In places where people are often snorkeling, the school of fish becomes not afraid of people, and will take the initiative to swim around divers...

It would take decades just to see the changes in the seascape, and then go ashore.

There are more and more different scenery on the shore, to say hello to the wind in every place, to touch the ripples in each stream, to chase the stars you like.

Ming Weiting was not used to talking so much.

He really wanted to tell Luo Chi about this, so he made preparations, but before opening his mouth, he would still think about what to do after he had finished speaking.

…

When he really talked about this with Luo Chi, and looking into Luo Chi's eyes, he realized that this kind of consideration was actually unnecessary.

Luo Chi listened attentively to what he said, because the recovered hearing was still weak, so he tried to cooperate to identify his mouth shape.

Ming Weiting's speech is not fast, which is convenient for him to understand. Luo Chi's body was trapped in a wheelchair, but the anticipation in his eyes gathered, becoming clearer and brighter.

Ming Weiting held Luo Chi's hand, half squatted in front of the wheelchair, and looked up at him.

He thought that anyone who was looked at by Luo Chi like this would probably be tempted to go through everything they knew and tell him everything.

"... Recuperate well and you can live a long time."

Mingweiting finally answered him: "Go through all these places, settle down in one place to rest, rest as long as you spend playing everywhere, and then go all over again."

Luo Chi couldn't help but smile: "That's too long."

He was really yearning too much. Although he said so, the expectation was revealed completely without concealment, and he even went to the sea to play as soon as he wanted to take care of himself.

There was also a smile in Ming Weiting's eyes. He touched Luo Chi's hair and said softly, "Soon."

Now Luo Chi still doesn't remember a lot of things, and sometimes he would rather Luo Chi not remember anything all the time. You can see the video recorded by Luo Chi for the distribution of the inheritance, in the villa that Mrs. Ren gave to Luo Chi, this idea changed again.

Until the surgery, the traces of everything that happened will still be hidden in that thick fog.

Luo Chi walked from the inside to the outside, and sooner or later it was inevitable to pass through them.

…

But at least for now, there is a sea waiting at the end of the fog.

"Not long." Ming Weiting invited him, "Huo Miao, come to the sea to play as soon as you get better."

The corners of Luo Chi's lips couldn't hold back, he nodded vigorously, and because of this action, he quickly caused a strong dizziness.

Falling into Ming Weiting's arms, Luo Chi realized that the sky had turned completely dark at some point, and he had no strength, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

A long-lost, extremely relaxed exhaustion enveloped him—the last similar impression seemed to be a bonfire party. He had so much fun playing that he was so tired that he didn't want to move a finger. He took a shower with his eyes closed, wiped it with a towel, and slumped down on the big soft bed.

...how can it be so comfortable.

He is definitely the luckiest man in the world.

Ming Weiting took Luo Chi out of the wheelchair so that he could rest his head on his shoulder.

Luo Chi is already a little confused. He is still sorting out what Ming Weiting said. Because he is not sure whether he will forget it, he tries to review it over and over in his mind: "Mr. Shadow."

Ming Weiting looked down at him: "What's wrong?"

Luo Chi remembered to find the wind and the stream. These are not difficult. He used to follow Aunt Ren to climb the mountain. There are often streams in the slightly deeper mountains and forests, flowing and converging along the shady crevices of the rocks.

Luo Chi was troubled by the third sentence: "How do I chase the star I like?"

He waited for a while, but did not hear an answer immediately as usual.

…

Luo Chi scoured the remaining strength in his body, and finally opened his eyes a little, just happened to meet Ming Weiting's line of sight.

Ming Weiting nodded and asked, "How do you chase it?"

Luo Chi looked at him in surprise.

"Not very clear." Ming Weiting continued, "It has not been successful so far."

Ming Weiting said: "I was invited to be a guest. It's dark now, and it's still outside the door."

Luo Chi was stunned for two seconds, looked into Ming Weiting's eyes, and suddenly realized what he was saying.

Linking to Mr. Shadow's serious self-introduction these days, I don't know if it was the point of laughter that was poke at that place, Luo Chi suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Why is it so excessive?"

"Why is it so excessive." Ming Weiting went to learn the words on the Internet, and he came to learn Mingweiting again, "It's so dark, and lucky fans are not invited to the door."

... Ming Weiting nodded.

Luo Chi couldn't stop laughing. In fact, his head was still dizzy, and he laughed so much that it gave him a headache. There were clusters of gold stars in the black mist in front of him, but he still couldn't stop the happiness coming in like a tide.

Aware of the slight shudder caused by the dormant pain, Ming Weiting frowned, freeing a hand to touch his forehead, but found that Luo Chi's body was also struggling.

Luo Chi's forehead was slightly damp, and the wet and cold forehead took a step ahead of him and gently pressed against his palm.

"Please go back with me." Luo Chi pursed his pale lips and invited him softly, "Mr. Shadow, I want to take you back and meet someone."

…

He took Mr. Shadow back to the villa.

When the door was opened, Ming Lu was actually a little worried.

The main house was the most severely altered place. Although we tried our best to restore it, it was designed ten years ago after all. Even the designer is not completely sure that he can completely restore it, and it will be exactly the same as before.

Minglu wondered if Luo Chi could see the clue. He had prepared several excuses, and he stepped forward to explain, but stopped his voice.

Luo Chi put all his strength on that invitation.

He hadn't dealt with so much information for a long time, and his dizziness was so bad that he fell asleep before he could support it until he entered the door.

Ming Weiting protected his back with one hand, and nodded with Minglu.

Luo Chi's body was completely inactive, his head and neck drooped, and he quietly leaned on Ming Weiting's shoulder, breathing evenly and shallowly.

Minglu lightly stepped and turned off the brightest chandelier in the center of the living room, leaving only the soft ambient light.

"The young master's room is on the second floor with a very good view. It's next to Mrs. Ren's original room."

Minglu said in a low voice, "It has been restored as much as possible, but there may be some discrepancies in the details."

Ming Weiting nodded. He was not in a hurry to take Luo Chi upstairs, but walked to the sofa by the fireplace.

The fireplace has been abandoned for a long time, and it was Minglu who brought someone to restore it this time.

The wall made of red bricks is a bit rough, not specially polished, but shows a thick and gentle. After the main light was turned off, the environment in the living room was a little dim, and the warm flames were burning brightly.

The sofa was not far from the fireplace, Ming Weiting sat down with Luo Chi in his arms and touched his hair.

The jumping firelight fell on Luo Chi's pale eyebrows. Ming Weiting raised his hand and touched his forehead lightly.

Although he was in a drowsiness, Luo Chi seemed to be aware of the warmth so close at hand, his body became relaxed, and his brows, which were twisted in pain, gradually loosened.

The fireplace is warm and bright, and shadows are left by the firelight.

…

Ming Lu took the thin blanket, quietly placed it beside the sofa, and left lightly.

The cameras installed in the entire villa have been removed, and all traces of irrelevant people in the past ten years have been completely removed, but what happened is still in the image.

Even without images, the reality that has already happened cannot be erased in the same simple way.

A lot has happened outside these days, and a lot of things that have gone by have been pulled out.

…After the notary office started to contact Luo Zhi’s heirs, and started to deal with related matters according to the usual procedures.

The earliest changes occurred in Huaisheng Entertainment.

In fact, Minglu had already prepared people for funds, and was ready to acquire this company in due time, so that it would no longer have anything to do with the Luo family - Luo Chengxiu could not wait to give it away in vain. On the first day on the ship, Luo Chengxiu actually brought Huaisheng Entertainment's transfer contract.

Minglu asked someone to throw the contract into the water.

Minglu asked people to pick up the soaked contracts and asked Luo Chengxiu to swallow them himself.

He looked at Luo Chengxiu, who frowned and was puzzled, but he was also confused: "Luo family master."

"In your opinion, what exactly is this company."

Minglu really couldn't understand: "Toys?"

Is it the kind of toy that is thrown at a child? So I threw it to one of my sons, and after a while, I grabbed it and gave it to another one. Now that I'm in trouble, I grab it and give it away.

Completely indifferent to how badly this hasty, childishly chaotic handover can hit the company. I don't care how many points Huaisheng Entertainment will lose in the evaluation of the industry, and how many opportunities will be missed in such an industry that is closely related to public opinion... Just because in the eyes of the Luo family, such a marginal company is not worth much effort. .

What Luo Chengxiu cares about is the industries that the family is the backbone of. The entertainment field has nothing to do with the Luo family, and the Luo family has no intention of developing in it.

In Luo Chengxiu's view, spending a little more time for this company is a waste.

"Master Luo, the Ming family will not buy this company now."

Minglu told him: "We will wait until you beg this company to stay."

At that time, Luo Chengxiu was depressed on the deck.

He thought about the cargo in the containers, and swallowed the foam with difficulty, unable to understand what Ming Lu was talking about.

…

Luo Chengxiu is still in the hospital.

After the continuous intense stimulation that day, he finally fell ill and rolled down the stairs on the second floor.

The condition is dangerous, and if it is not rescued in time, it is almost impossible to wake up again.

How could the Ming family keep him from waking up.

Having escaped the dangerous Luo Chengxiu, the once glorious Luo family owner quickly became dejected and haggard, and the whole person seemed to have aged several decades overnight.

Luo Jun had long since stopped going home, and Luo Cheng had escaped again. The only one beside his bed was Jian Huaiyi.

Luo Chengxiu looked at Jian Huaiyi, almost as if he were looking at a snake that was put into his arms by himself.

He would rather hire a nurse than not take care of him and just die in the hospital.

The Ming family would not let him die. The Ming family wanted him to live to see how the Luo family collapsed, and wanted him to live to bear the torture Luo Chi had suffered.

Luo Chengxiu roared and told Jian Huaiyi to get out, but he was still taken care of by that adopted son who could not pick out any fault.

- How touching.

Families are toppled, people betray their relatives and leave, trees fall and hozens are scattered.

Only the adopted son never leaves, and his injuries are not yet healed, so he takes care of his seriously ill father...

...waiting to eat the last remains of the Luo family.

A ship that sinks to the bottom and scrapped can also squeeze out some value. Near the water tower, this adopted son who is grateful for the gift will have a very good reputation in the eyes of outsiders.

No one would know it was a hyena.

The hyena waited by the bed, and when Luo Chengxiu died, there would always be a few bones with minced meat left.

"So you're so good at this..."

Luo Chengxiu gasped heavily and looked cold: "How did you deal with Luo Zhi?"

Jian Huaiyi packed up the overturned water glass.

He put the water glass on the table, took a few sheets of paper to wipe off the water marks, and sat beside the bed.

"Stop insulting Luo Zhi, father." Jian Huaiyi advised him, "Take the medicine."

He handed over the water cup and medicine, and was overturned by Luo Chengxiu in a rage. He picked up the water cup again, and pulled a tissue to wipe the water.

"How can I deal with Luo Zhi? I have always dealt with you."

Jian Huaiyi wiped the water clean and whispered to himself, "Let you believe me and doubt Luo Zhi, let you put all your faults on Luo Zhi, and let you treat me as a family and drive Luo Zhi out. ...is it that hard?"

Luo Chengxiu's pupils shrank in his words.

"Is it difficult?" Jian Huaiyi thought for a while, "It's too simple."

It's so simple that he thinks back now that his step-by-step calculations have become the most ridiculous and ridiculous jokes - is it really necessary to calculate to this point and make things so complicated?

He didn't do anything, and the result was obviously the same, the Luo family would drive Luo Zhi out themselves.

He was as stupid as a donkey pulling a mill.

He thinks he is smart, he thinks he has done all the tricks, and he takes off the blindfold and is still trapped on the edge of the grinding wheel.

He was tied tightly to the edge of the mill, watching the mill catch fire, watching the looted things collapse in front of his eyes.

"Struggle a little more, father." Jian Huaiyi said, "Just let it go, nothing will be left after bankruptcy and liquidation."

Jian Huaiyi handed him the document: "I have asked someone to evaluate it, as long as you can protect Huaisheng Entertainment - it will definitely not be preserved in the long run, and the current reputation of the Luo family will also have a negative impact on the company. Here, the purchase price will definitely be very high…”

He was talking to himself, but Luo Chengxiu seemed to not listen at all, staring at him with round eyes.

Jian Huaiyi put down the document: "Father?"

"Huaisheng Entertainment?" Luo Chengxiu asked in a low voice, "Why... is it Huaisheng Entertainment?"

He couldn't figure it out at all, but vaguely remembered Minglu's words.

Luo Chengxiu pressed his chest tightly. He felt cold all over, as if he had been pushed back into the pitch-black cold sea again. He opened his mouth a few times before finally saying, "Why Huaisheng Entertainment?"

...Why did Jian Huaiyi take such pains to set up a cover with Luo Cheng, but also get Huaisheng Entertainment?

What is the name of this company?

Isn't it just an ordinary film and television company? In the field of entertainment, no matter how well it is done, how far can it be achieved...

"Father." He heard Jian Huaiyi's voice, "Have you never tried to get to know Luo Zhi a little?"

Luo Chengxiu was almost nailed to the hospital bed by his words.

The monitoring equipment started to alarm, and Luo Chengxiu desperately pushed away the surrounding doctors and nurses, panting heavily, still staring at Jian Huaiyi's face.

The face was distorted and blurred in front of him, and in the darkened field of vision, the most obvious answer that had been ignored by him surfaced instead.

Apart from blood, Luo Zhi has nothing to do with their family.

It doesn't matter, Luo Zhi's life is not taught by them, and they are not involved in the growth process. He only occasionally received some news that he would only be irritable after hearing it, saying that Ren Shuangmei took Luo Zhi to a dinner party and participated in a forum. Someone asked jokingly if Ren Shuangmei planned to leave all his contacts to him. that kid...

...the contacts in the shopping mall, the interests are the first, and they will not be kind enough to give help in the snow.

So when Luo Zhi first took over Huaisheng Entertainment, those connections were not prominent, and naturally he never found out.

But once Luo Zhi revitalized Huaisheng Entertainment and made Huaisheng Entertainment recover again, all the resources he was watching would naturally gather.

There is not much content that can be tossed about in the entertainment field. For a film and television company, it is nothing more than a few endorsements and a little investment. But if the Locke family can take this opportunity to contact and operate—

Luo Chengxiu suddenly burst out with a strong sneer from this thought. He gasped for breath, desperately tearing apart the black mist entrenched in front of him: "Jian Huaiyi."

Luo Chengxiu asked him, "Do you think Luo Zhi will leave these things to the Luo family?"

Jian Huaiyi took the document and slowly frowned.

"You don't know Ren Shuangmei too well. The children she taught will not stain what she left behind."

Luo Chengxiu's voice was hoarse. He coughed and laughed sarcastically: "Luo Zhi won't let us have a chance to touch these things - have you seen how Ren Shuangmei's inheritance is distributed?"

Jian Huaiyi's face changed slightly, he took a step back, ignored the chaotic rescue in the ward, and hurried out of the door.

"Do you think that you can get these after you get Huaisheng Entertainment?" Luo Chengxiu sneered wildly, "Are you really sure that the company is still in your hands?"

…

Jian Huaiyi was removed from Huaisheng Entertainment.

The people sent by Minglu did not successfully buy Huaisheng Entertainment in that securities transaction.

Those shares of Huaisheng Entertainment were bitten down by its department managers and eaten one by one—not enough funds? Once Luo Zhi's inheritance distribution was announced, people in the circle went crazy to **** their next home, and the asking price snowballed higher and higher, and the resulting publicity effect was also converted into a price that could be quantified.

Luo Zhi just wanted them to have the confidence and capital to change jobs at will, but no one changed jobs, and no one was willing to leave like this.

The team he brought out sat together and sold themselves with the gambling contract.

With the money from the sale, bite the shares that were sold one by one.

The shares of retail investors are also collected, and the shareholders who want to cash out are also collected. Those so-called directors came for the Luo family. Now that the Luo family has collapsed, they were eager to throw the hot potato out.

Huaisheng Entertainment's own shares struggled to rise bit by bit, and finally surpassed the Luo family's own shares.

Minglu did not let anyone continue to bid.

He looked at the young people sitting in the trading room, stood for a long time, and then took Luo Zhi's last script and handed it to them.

A surveillance video was also handed over to them. When the phone was blocked, Luo Zhi was being rescued, and it was impossible to operate the mobile phone by himself.

Maybe it's not that important anymore, maybe no one wants to know.

"We should... be more careful."

Fang Hang sat on the sofa with a low voice: "It was difficult when the company first started."

"I know." Minglu's tone was very gentle, "Don't be too sad, maybe—"

"When the company first started, it was difficult. There was no such good resources, and everyone was watching." Fang Hang shook his head, "Those people were crazy and attacked him... That's what happened at that time."

That's what happened at that time.

Jian Huaiyi doesn't have that much energy. Singers on the same list, competitors who were robbed of opportunities, staring at the opponents of Luo family's tricks, colleagues who didn't want Huaisheng Entertainment to do it... At that time, there were too many people in black Luozhi.

Too many people are watching, waiting for what this young man raised by Ren Shuangmei will do.

Luo Zhi can be **** for tat, the company's resources are originally his. He can do the same PR at any cost, and he can make a lot of noise - even then Luo Zhi's reputation will not be good at all. The nature of public opinion likes content that irritates the eye, and does not care about the truth.

The result of the quarrel was nothing but nothing. Luo Zhi has been silent for a few years, and then try to find a way to come back, the memory of public opinion has never been very good, maybe he will forget what happened at the beginning, maybe he will make a mess again...

It's just that Huaisheng Entertainment can't be delayed until that time.

This is just a subsidiary company that the Luo family is ready to abolish. The appearance is bright and beautiful. The group of them came in full of longing, and found that the inside had already collapsed and only an empty shell was left.

They lived in an empty shell for several years, and the sunk cost of switching jobs was too great. Work and family are a mess, people are also depressed, huddled in the office lifelessly waiting for a result.

"Fang Hang?" Luo Zhi also squeezed over and looked at his phone, "Is your son just born?"

Fang Hang just regained his senses. He thought Luo Zhi was going to teach him to be distracted, so he hurriedly collected his mobile phone: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

President Xiao Luo didn't let him put away his cell phone, and looked over to watch the video, with a look of youthful curiosity: "Why is it so small?"

Fang Hang's son was born a month premature and is still in the incubator. He was so worried about this that he couldn't sleep, and he didn't know how to answer, so he could only deal with it with a wry smile and bowed his head.

Luo Zhi pressed his hand and watched the video carefully, then suddenly took a deep breath and laughed.

"Forget it." Luo Zhi said, "I'll give it a try."

Luo Zhi said to him, "Your son wants to call me little uncle."

…

They don't really realize what that "forget it" actually means.

Luo Zhi came back to the company and became Xiao Luo.

The singer who was hacked by the whole network became the first fire that Xiao Luo took office, and he couldn't help but burn the traffic first.

With flow, there are funds, and with funds, there are opportunities to choose. An artist's black material does not affect the company. I don't know when Huaisheng Entertainment began to have a name on the industry's rating scale.

…

Things quickly started going smoothly after that.

Luo Zhi took them to revitalize the company's lighting and fueling sites, building nests and attracting phoenixes, resources followed, and the situation was getting better and better.

They made a loud noise in the corridor excitedly because of one good news after another, dragging Luo Zhi to go to a celebration banquet. Luo Zhi hurriedly ended the video of the inheritance distribution, opened the door with a smile, and was dragged out to drink by them.

In the corner of the KTV, everyone was almost drunk, the box was chaotic, and the colorful lights pierced people's eyes.

Mr. Luo was also drunk, holding a guitar and whispering to Fang Hang, "How is your son?"

"It's still not very good, but luckily our company's affairs went smoothly during that time, and the nutrition treatment was not lost."

Fang Hang filled half a bottle of wine in one breath. He just asked for a safety charm and took it out to Luo Zhi to see: "I hope to grow up safely."

Mr. Luo took the safety talisman in his hand and looked carefully over and over.

When Luo Zhi was drunk, his voice became quieter, and he liked to laugh very much. There seemed to be a layer of fog in his eyes, so obedient that they finally remembered that Mr. Luo was nodding in his twenties.

"Peace be safe." Luo Zhi drank a lot of wine, and his consciousness was not very clear. He held the guitar and thought for a long time, "If it were me, I would grow up safely."

Fang Hang was too drunk to sit still, and knew that he was wrong: "It's my son, Mr. Luo."

Fang Hang pointed at the safety talisman to correct him: "Please ask for my son, if my son can grow up."

"If it were me." Mr. Luo returned the peace talisman to him, "I can grow up safely."

Xiao Luo said, "Your son wants to call me little uncle."