At night, ferry by the river.

With a whistle, the ferry landed.

A cool feeling came to the berthed at the boat dock at the Jiangdong Ferry. Although it was early spring, the wind blowing from the river was still slightly cool.

Ma Xiaohui wrapped her collar wrapped in a windbreaker, looked at Da Chuang standing in front of her, and said, "Okay, just send me here. The boat is here, it's time for me to leave."

"Did you really decide to leave?" Da Chuang frowned, looked at Ma Xiaohui and asked.

Ma Xiaohui pursed her lips, smiled at Da Chuang, and said, "There is nothing worth my nostalgia in this place of Jiangdong. I have saved some money now, and I want to go back to my hometown to accompany my mother-in-law."

"Mother-in-law?" Da Chuang asked with his eyebrows frowned.

"Oh, it's the local language in our place, that's grandma. Haha, she's almost seventy, I have to accompany her, grow vegetables and raise chickens, which is great." Ma Xiaohui said with a smile.

Da Chuan nodded, picked up the suitcase that Ma Xiaohui had placed on the ground, and said, "I'll take you on the boat."

Ma Xiaohui took a deep breath and said, "No need, I want to leave like this to make our memories better. It's like a scene in the movie, leaving us with a memory, isn't it better."

Da Chuang smiled slightly and said nothing, then handed the suitcase to Ma Xiaohui.

"Can you hug me before leaving?" Ma Xiaohui looked at Da Chuang with flickering eyes and said.

Da Chuang smiled again and spread his arms.

Ma Xiaohui hugged Da Chuang and felt his broad shoulders. She felt that this feeling had not been there for a long time.

Then, Ma Xiaohui let go of her hand and stood up straight, and at this time there was crystal clearness in the corners of her eyes.

Da Chuang knew that she had just cried, but she forced herself to prevent her tears from falling.

Ma Xiaohui got on the boat and took her memories of Jiangdong and her memories of Da Chuang.

Regarding memories, Ma Xiaohui finally understood that memories are not all beautiful, the most real ones are the most worth remembering...

But when she understood all this, she had already missed someone who was most worthy of her nostalgia.

Da Chuang turned around and walked directly into the Audi A4 car.

In the car, Fat Wu rubbed his chin and asked, "Has the person been sent away?"

"Send it away, drive." After saying that, Da Chuang sat in the seat and closed the car door directly.

The car drove out.

Ma Xiaohui on the boat started moving when she looked at the car that was already far away from her, and tears instantly slid down the corners of her eyes.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a sharp knife passed through his side waist.

Ma Xiaohui widened her eyes. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She didn't even feel the pain. It was not until the moment the knife was pulled out that she groaned in pain.

Then, another stab penetrated her belly.

At this time, Ma Xiaohui saw clearly that the person who stabbed her with a knife was a bald head wearing sunglasses.

The bald man approached Ma Xiaohui's face and said in a low voice: "Brother Ming, let me say hello to you!"

"Swish!...puff!"

Another stab was stabbed into the abdomen, and his hand holding the hilt clenched hard.

Ma Xiaohui's eyes flashed with crystal clearness, and at this moment, she wanted to take a look at the car that had already gone away.

Then, his eyes were lost, his abdomen was blood red, and he fell into the bald head's arms.

The bald head dragged Ma Xiaohui directly into the deck compartment.

...

Jiangdong Famous Artists Painting Exhibition Hall.

Lu Jianming was admiring the paintings in the corridor with several local calligraphers and painters, and this exhibition was also sponsored by Lu Jianming.

Dingling!

At this time, the cell phone of a bodyguard beside Lu Jianming rang.

After the bodyguard glanced at him, he handed the phone to Lu Jianming and said, "Mr. Lu, phone number."

After Lu Jianming took the phone, he looked at the caller ID on it and smiled at the famous artists beside him and said, "I'm sorry, answer the call."

After saying that, Lu Jianming walked to the window of the corridor alone, and then connected his cell phone.

"Hey, how are things going?" Lu Jianming asked after answering the phone.

"Brother Ming, it's done. I'll put the person in the deck cabin. I'll let Liuzi throw it into the river later." The voice of Dadan came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, okay, I did a good job. Humph, I will let her die if the person who betrayed me! She thought she would be fine if she left Jiangdong?! I would also want him to die!" Lu Jianming said with his teeth grinding.

"Brother Ming, then I'm going back now." Dadan said.

"Come back, I will take Mr. Du, Mr. Qin and others to the No. 9 Mansion to hold a celebration banquet, and you can just go there." Lu Jianming said.

"Okay, I understand! I'll be there in a while." Dadan finished speaking and pressed the call button.

Lu Jianming walked back to the painters with satisfaction, then handed the phone back to the bodyguards beside him, and said to the people: "Several, I have set up a banquet in the No. 9 Mansion. I heard that Mr. Du likes to eat salmon, haha, this Japanese dish is cooked there."

"Oh, Mr. Lu, you are so polite, hehe!" At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard and dressed in black linen clothes said with a smile.

"Haha, it should be. Please. The car is ready." Lu Jianming said politely.

"Please!" At this time, following Lu Jianming's bodyguard, he respectfully made a gesture of inviting.

Then, the famous artists followed Lu Jianming out of the corridor of the exhibition hall with a smile.

Ten minutes later, in front of the door of the No. 9 Mansion.

An extended Cadillac and a Mercedes-Benz business car were successively parked at the door of the mansion.

A doorman ran over early and opened the door for the car in front.

Lu Jianming walked out of the car and rushed to the doorman and said, "Go open the car door behind, you won't need it here!"

Then, the doorman ran to the Mercedes-Benz business car behind and opened the door.

Lu Jianming just accompanied several famous artists into the mansion hall.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a formal suit and glasses ran over and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Lu, you are here."

Lu Jianming nodded and said, "Manager Chen, are you ready for the private room I booked?"

Manager Chen frowned slightly, then rubbed his hands and said, "Mr. Lu, can we change the private room? There are already other guests in that private room."

"What!?"

"Bang!"

Lu Jianming slapped Manager Chen in the face, pointed at him and said, "You dare to book a room I booked!"

Manager Chen covered his red and swollen face and said, "No, Mr. Lu, you... calm down... Those guests are from City H and are all big boss-level figures. I am a little manager, I can't afford to offend me..."

Lu Jianming felt that he had lost face in front of these friends.
Chapter completed!