Chapter 505 A Hong

Zhang Heng thinks.

As long as he doesn't cause trouble, no one will bother him.

Just relax and retreat on the Aqua Blue Star. If there is anything else, wait a hundred and eighty years beforehand.

Watch now.

It's because he thinks too much.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. What these people don't know is that it can actually become ruthless.

"how old are you."

"She must be in her early thirties."

"Do you usually like to watch TV, newspapers, or listen to the radio?"

A short-haired man stood at the door.

He has a lot of personality, and there are two scalpels floating next to him.

Zhang Heng believed that his knife was very fast.

Under the urging of thoughts, these two scalpels can even be indestructible and can break through the protective armor of individual soldiers.

But he still wanted to give some advice: "You are still young and have a long road ahead. There is no need to end up on a dead end."

Said.

Zhang Heng's face became softer and softer: "Apologise to me, say I'm sorry, and then I will forgive you. You close the door and go by yourself. When you get back, please advise your boss not to bother me in the future. We will treat it as if we have never met before."

,what do you think?"

silence

The short-haired man looked at Zhang Heng.

After a pause of about three to five seconds, the two scalpels rotated and flew around the shoulders under the control of his mind.

After a while.

"sorry."

The short-haired man said sincerely.

Zhang Heng nodded: "I forgive you."

Finished.

Zhang Heng warned again: "Close the door and go."

The short-haired man left without looking back.

Watching his back, the space behind Zhang Heng began to heal and was no longer full of cracks like a broken mirror.

"I'm a cruel person."

"It's just not necessary. We can't kill all the people."

Zhang Heng did not make things difficult for the short-haired man.

Because he is not a murderer, nor does he believe in using killing to solve problems.

"you"

Hu Xin stood silently in the corner.

He has no sense of presence, and his tone of voice is not loud. He muttered in a low voice: "Are you easy to get along with?"

Zhang Heng said nothing.

Hu Xin continued: "I really have nowhere to go."

Look back at Hu Xin.

Zhang Heng smiled and shook his head.

yes.

He is not a murderer.

But he doesn't have much morals either.

Zhang Heng understands Hu Xin's desire to take revenge, and even the idea of ​​using him to take revenge.

Understandable does not mean accepted.

Reality is not a novel. A stupid boy who kneels in front of a mountain gate can move the leader, teach him kung fu, and ask him to take revenge. People with no brains can't write about it.

If only this would work.

Zhang Heng will go and kneel in front of the Taoist ancestor now. It doesn't matter whether he is a disciple or not. It doesn't matter if he recognizes him as a godfather.

one day.

Two days.

Hu Xin has been lingering in front of the door, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Because she didn't know what the Xinghuo Group's current attitude was until the morning of the third day.

this day.

The sky is dim and bright.

The short-haired man who was playing with flying knives left and came back.

But unlike last time, this time he did not disturb Zhang Heng, but respectfully placed a suitcase at the door.

Zhang Heng didn't go to get it.

Because he knew that the short-haired man came on behalf of the Spark Group, and by association, the contents in the box were nothing more than some cash, company shares, or secret books.

These things are of no use to Zhang Heng.

I don't even bother to look.

in this way.

Two days passed in a flash.

Perhaps sensing that he was not easy to get along with, the short-haired man came again that day, and brought with him a white, fat old man with a Spark badge on his suit.

Just this time.

The low-rent housing where Zhang Heng lived has disappeared.

The old man wandered outside for a long time and could not get in. Finally, he had to help the man with the short hair to preach.

It's not interesting either.

There are only two theories. One is: "Hu Zhongyi's death was committed by a certain middle-level manager. He cannot represent the Spark Group. It is a personal act. The Spark Group hopes to invite Zhang Heng to join, whether it is for shares or positions in the company."

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The second one.

The agreement previously signed between Spark Group and Hu Zhongyi still counts.

Now that Hu Zhongyi is dead, Spark Group is willing to support Hu Xin as the captain of the Zhongyi team, and increase support, directly increasing the support fund to 130 million to resolve the misunderstanding.

I am thirsty for talents.

Zhang Heng could tell that Spark Group was willing to spend a lot of money to recruit him.

But he still didn't show up.

Because it is very expensive.

Although the Spark Group saw how powerful he was from his space skills, they didn't understand how valuable he was.

Their vision is still limited to the three-thirds of an acre of water blue star and the mutated giant beasts.

But don't know.

Compared to this vast universe, Aquamarine is just a grain of sand under the desert.

once.

three times.

five times

Spark Group really wants to get him.

Came once in the first year.

I visited three times in my second year.

Visited five times in the third year.

Zhang Heng even believed that if he agreed, Spark Group would be able to give him at least 30% of its shares, plus a seat on the board of directors.
To be continued...