A child who grew up in a garbage heap became a holy son on Qiwu Mountain, a soldier who died fighting for the country was reborn in the rich second generation addicted to drugs, and an courtesan in a brothel became a powerful prime minister. In a misplaced life, who fulfilled whose regret. Shanjiu, the god who is transformed into all the wishes in the world. As a human being, there are always many regrets in this world. Some people have a smooth life and have no worries. The occasional troubles are like flaws on a beautiful jade, which are insignificant and insignificant. Some people have an unruly fate. Although they are still young, they have lost the courage to face life. Some people have no regrets in this life, but they feel guilty for what they love and for loving themselves. When a person's wish reaches a certain intensity, Shanjiu will help them fulfill their wish. Of course there are gains and losses.
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Dad, happy National Day. Collect and support DaDa's masterpieces. By the way, I'll give you some warmth to make your presence felt. I hope DaDa will recycle and pay you a return visit!
Chapter 76, after the revision, the editor is on vacation, so the revised version may not appear until a few days later.
In this city, at night, under the illumination of thousands of lights, every pedestrian on the road seems to have his own direction, his own home, and his own goals.
But Wang Jun is like a ghost. In this city, he has no goals and no direction of his own. He also had to avoid the eyes of people in the city. He was afraid that someone would recognize him, and he didn't know if the police had posted his photo online to offer a reward for him.
He sometimes wonders how much he would be worth if the police put a reward on him. Wang Jun would find his own corner in the city, maybe a bridge hole, maybe a trash can, maybe in some deserted old house.
Wang Jun knew that his today and tomorrow would be just like his yesterday. There was no way out. There was no family in this city, no one needed him, and no one would lend a helping hand when he needed it. He didn't know what he had done wrong, but he probably did something wrong.
At this time, Wang Jun felt a little regretful. Maybe he shouldn't have put himself in such a situation for a mere 100,000 yuan, but no one in the world sold regret medicine. Wang Jun still didn't know that the woman actually didn't die because of it.
I don't know if this is good news for Wang Jun, but no one told him.
Some people say that pitiful people must have merit. For Wang Jun, this sentence is very vivid. He is very pitiful because his connection with this city is so small. Except for his former eldest brother and his former younger brother, who in this city knows him?
But now those people no longer have contact with him, because that time in prison made him thoroughly see how weak the so-called brotherhood is.
It is still the time when summer and autumn alternate, and in a few days it will be winter. On such a cold day, Wang Jun couldn't think of where he should go.
He can't stay in a hotel because his identity will be exposed.
The trash can is warmer, but he doesn't like hiding next to it. The trash can is full of smell, but Wang Jun can't tell which smell is stronger, the trash can or Wang Jun himself. These days, Wang Jun can't tell the difference.
But he still didn't like it. There was some air leakage in the bridge hole, but he had no choice.
He is now a dirty beggar, and living is his biggest dream. Sometimes when Wang Jun sees others looking at him, he will feel uncontrollably nervous for more than ten seconds.
He would wonder why this person keeps looking at me and whether he has discovered something. But in fact, people just think that at Wang Jun's current age, he can obviously rely on his own hands to create wealth, so why is he wandering around like a beggar.
Wang Jun rarely thinks of the past. In his memories, there seems to be nothing too good about the past. Those so-called brotherhoods have turned him into a prison for several years.
At this time, Wang Jun's anger at the unfairness of life turned into evil against Zhao Ou. He was a little curious that people like Zhao Ou had lived under the sun all their lives. The most ugly they knew was robbery and rape as described by the police.
The most tragic thing about life in real life is that you may feel that you have tried all your strength to change, but in fact you are still at the bottom and have not changed any trajectory of your life.
Now Wang Jun lives by begging every day. He still has the 100,000 yuan, but he doesn't dare to spend it. If something happens, it may be his life-saving money.
He began to live a life of begging, and sometimes he would get beaten. After all, the flow of people in a place is limited. If people gave him change, would other beggars make less money in their bowls?
At this time, Wang Jun didn't even dare to resist. He was afraid that if this matter got too big, the police would come, and then the police would find out that he was a fugitive.
When begging, Wang Jun would be in a daze, and he would think of Zhao Ou on the podium.
At that time, Zhao Ou described society as fair and rule of law, telling them how beautiful the world was and that people would forgive those who were willing to correct their mistakes.
It's a pity that he should be the kind of person Zhao Ou said who never corrects his mistakes and commits them again and again. Wang Jun sometimes thinks that his life is meaningless anyway, so he might as well do something crazy, such as trampling Zhao Ou's self-esteem under his feet, but he doesn't dare to get close to that place.
He was afraid that if he looked up, someone would notice his appearance and the police would be called.
He moved around begging, but he never left this city. This was the place where he grew up. Even if one day he had to leave this world, he hoped that he would leave from this city.
Maybe no one in this city would miss him, but he still hopes that he can live in this city.
On this day, as usual, Wang Jun found a street corner where there were not many people, but there were still people. He lowered his head. His face was dark, and his oily hair was scattered around his face. People could only see his dirty appearance but not his face or expression.
His daily income is very small, maybe only enough to buy a few steamed buns for himself, but it doesn't matter, that's enough.
Mia wore ordinary clothes and wandered on the street. This was a hard-won freedom. Mia had no money, and she didn't know what she could buy with that little money.
In her previous life, she had never worn clothes that cost less than a thousand yuan. Even a T-shirt cost more than a thousand yuan.
But if you want the clothes Mia is wearing now, it may only cost a few dozen yuan, but Mia still wears them well. Mia couldn't help but shook her head and laughed at herself. Life is like a cycle of changes. Now, whatever you do is not going well, but in the past, you could succeed in whatever you did.
He wanted Du Jiang, so Du Jiang became his subordinate and betrayed his wife obediently. He wanted Zhao Qing to perish from this world, but in the end fate favored her.
But now, she was walking around the street wearing a T-shirt worth tens of dollars and holding less than a hundred dollars in change. She didn't even dare to visit those boutiques now. Now he will be laughed at by those clerks.
There is absolutely no doubt about this in Miyali.
At this moment, Mia looked at the opposite street corner, and her mind suddenly became active. What did she suddenly think of?
Maybe there are some things you can do without having to do it yourself.
Miya walked up to Wang Jun and threw the ten-dollar note in front of Wang Jun. Wang Jun didn't react at all. He didn't even look up.
Yes, he didn't want anyone to see his face. Mia stayed in front of him for several minutes. These few minutes had made Wang Jun feel very uncomfortable. He even doubted whether Mia had recognized him.
Although there are not many people on the street now, there are still some. If the chance of success is too small if he does it now, Mia squatted down and looked at him and said: "Give you a chance, you can live a normal life."
Miya didn't know why she felt that the beggar in front of her could be an opportunity for her. It might be her intuition. She always felt that she could see something similar to herself in this beggar. Wang Jun felt very strange when he heard these words, why would she say these things to herself.
Wang Jun raised his head in confusion. Mia knelt down and looked at Wang Jun and said, "Go clean yourself first, take a shower and buy some clothes."
Then, Mia gave the remaining money she had to Wang Jun, "If you think what I said is credible, I will still be here at noon tomorrow. I want to see you."
Wang Jun felt that the direction in which things were developing was very strange.
Tomorrow? Does this woman want to call the police to arrest her at noon tomorrow? Wang Jun didn't answer, Miya stood up and left.
Mia felt that she must be crazy, actually thinking that the person in front of her could help her. It was obvious that the person in front of her was just a beggar.
And since he didn't answer his own words, maybe he is still a beggar with a questionable IQ.
As soon as Miya walked away, she felt regretful in her heart. One hundred yuan is money! I used to be used to spending a lot of money, but now I just give him 100 to 100 yuan.
Hey, although Mia felt a little regretful, she still looked forward to it. If the beggar was still there tomorrow, then at least she would have someone she could use.
Now Mia is very courageous. She first believed that drug dealers could give her a free new life, and now she believed that a beggar on the roadside could help her get rid of drug dealers. She trapped herself deeper and deeper in this circle after circle after circle.
And from the moment Du Tian knew that Mia was taken away by drug dealers, he no longer paid attention to Mia.
He knew that in Mia's future life, there would be nothing worthy of being expected except degradation.
In the high-rise building of Du City Group, Du Tian, as the president of the group, has the largest office. He is not an exaggerated person. The decoration style of his office is mainly simple, and he likes to be able to see the outside, so the entire office has a large floor-to-ceiling window. He will always stand by the window and look at the entire city, as if looking at his own country.
Sometimes he also feels that he is the guardian of the entire city.
Du's has many charities, and it can even be said that a quarter of Du's profits will be used to build this city and help the people in this city. This is why Du's can grow so fast, because in addition to making money, Du Tian also cares about the development of the entire city, so many people are willing to cooperate with him.
Although Du Tian is a bit cold, his partners are always willing to cooperate with him again or multiple times. This can also be seen from another perspective of Du Tian's personality charm.
Du Tian was working on his company's documents at his desk. He carefully read the contract line by line to see if there were any errors or omissions, or if there were any traps dug by others. Even though he had been dealing with this kind of problem for more than ten years, he still treated his work seriously and meticulously.
Now he no longer thinks about Mia and Fang Ziyi. He wants to run the Du family well and train Du Jia well. This is what he needs to pay attention to now.
But just yesterday, someone told him that Du Tian and Qiu Ziyang had a long discussion in Du Qing's teahouse, and there seemed to be some conflicts.
Du Jiang waited for a day but did not receive any message from Du Jia. It seemed that Du Jia still couldn't quite trust his brother.
Du Tian sometimes feels like he has a headache. He is very skilled in company matters, but he has little experience in educating his younger brother. He didn't want to be a good older brother before, but now he wants to educate his younger brother well on behalf of his mother.
Fortunately, Duga has not grown crooked in these years, and he is now cheerful and healthy.
He also liked someone, a psychiatrist. Although she had been married once, Du Tian still had a good impression of her. At least Du Jia liked a woman with a high degree of education, not a bartender who was just good-looking but without substance.
Thinking of this, Du Tian raised his head from the document. Maybe he should start arranging Du Jia to start his own work these days. When the break came, the secretary brought in a cup of coffee and the meals he ordered. Sometimes when Du Tian is busy at work, he won't go out to eat, he will take care of it in the office.
The meal was brought in by the secretary, and it was the same today. Du Tian saw the secretary clearing the table, picked up his cell phone and dialed Du Jia's number.
At this time, Duga is exercising on the treadmill. He likes running very much. In his opinion, running is a very stress-relieving way of exercise. It is true that running is very stress-relieving, but sometimes the pressure is too great and running will fail, just like now.
In fact, Hanhai had no intention of forgiving Fang Ziyi yesterday, but he still felt very sorry. Hanhai and Fang Ziyi were both men, and he understood him very well. He just met the right person at the wrong time.
If Zhao Zhaoqing met Fang Ziyi at the beginning, the story would be completely different.
Du Tian got on the phone and asked Du Jia, "What are you doing?"
Duga answered honestly: "I exercise at home."
Du Tian on the other side of the phone pondered for a moment and said, "You come to the company this afternoon."
Hanhai hesitated. In fact, he wanted to ask Du Tian about Fang Ziyi. Du Tian noticed that Du Jia's tone was a little vague, "What can I do for you?"
Hanhai thought for a moment and then said, "It's okay, brother, I'll go in the afternoon. Can I call you when I go?"
Du Tian said, "Call my secretary."
Hanhai expressed his understanding. After all, such a large enterprise must have its own order.
My newly revised chapter 76 has not been passed yet, the editor is on holiday, woo hoo
Chapter 8: The author of the conspiracy has something to say
The dispute begins,
Chapter 7: Different Qin Qing and Du Jia The author has something to say
Being together is fate. What kind of feelings does Qin Qing have for Du Jia and Han Hai?
Chapter Six: The Conspiracy of the Hanhai Author has something to say
It's hard to choose between white moonlight and cinnabar mole
Chapter 4·, I have something to say when I first met the author.
Good morning Fallen leaves come and check in to read
Dad, happy National Day. Collect and support DaDa's masterpieces. By the way, I'll give you some warmth to make your presence felt. I hope DaDa will recycle and pay you a return visit!
Chapter 76, after the revision, the editor is on vacation, so the revised version may not appear until a few days later.
In this city, at night, under the illumination of thousands of lights, every pedestrian on the road seems to have his own direction, his own home, and his own goals. But Wang Jun is like a ghost. In this city, he has no goals and no direction of his own. He also had to avoid the eyes of people in the city. He was afraid that someone would recognize him, and he didn't know if the police had posted his photo online to offer a reward for him. He sometimes wonders how much he would be worth if the police put a reward on him. Wang Jun would find his own corner in the city, maybe a bridge hole, maybe a trash can, maybe in some deserted old house. Wang Jun knew that his today and tomorrow would be just like his yesterday. There was no way out. There was no family in this city, no one needed him, and no one would lend a helping hand when he needed it. He didn't know what he had done wrong, but he probably did something wrong. At this time, Wang Jun felt a little regretful. Maybe he shouldn't have put himself in such a situation for a mere 100,000 yuan, but no one in the world sold regret medicine. Wang Jun still didn't know that the woman actually didn't die because of it. I don't know if this is good news for Wang Jun, but no one told him. Some people say that pitiful people must have merit. For Wang Jun, this sentence is very vivid. He is very pitiful because his connection with this city is so small. Except for his former eldest brother and his former younger brother, who in this city knows him? But now those people no longer have contact with him, because that time in prison made him thoroughly see how weak the so-called brotherhood is. It is still the time when summer and autumn alternate, and in a few days it will be winter. On such a cold day, Wang Jun couldn't think of where he should go. He can't stay in a hotel because his identity will be exposed. The trash can is warmer, but he doesn't like hiding next to it. The trash can is full of smell, but Wang Jun can't tell which smell is stronger, the trash can or Wang Jun himself. These days, Wang Jun can't tell the difference. But he still didn't like it. There was some air leakage in the bridge hole, but he had no choice. He is now a dirty beggar, and living is his biggest dream. Sometimes when Wang Jun sees others looking at him, he will feel uncontrollably nervous for more than ten seconds. He would wonder why this person keeps looking at me and whether he has discovered something. But in fact, people just think that at Wang Jun's current age, he can obviously rely on his own hands to create wealth, so why is he wandering around like a beggar. Wang Jun rarely thinks of the past. In his memories, there seems to be nothing too good about the past. Those so-called brotherhoods have turned him into a prison for several years. At this time, Wang Jun's anger at the unfairness of life turned into evil against Zhao Ou. He was a little curious that people like Zhao Ou had lived under the sun all their lives. The most ugly they knew was robbery and rape as described by the police. The most tragic thing about life in real life is that you may feel that you have tried all your strength to change, but in fact you are still at the bottom and have not changed any trajectory of your life. Now Wang Jun lives by begging every day. He still has the 100,000 yuan, but he doesn't dare to spend it. If something happens, it may be his life-saving money. He began to live a life of begging, and sometimes he would get beaten. After all, the flow of people in a place is limited. If people gave him change, would other beggars make less money in their bowls? At this time, Wang Jun didn't even dare to resist. He was afraid that if this matter got too big, the police would come, and then the police would find out that he was a fugitive. When begging, Wang Jun would be in a daze, and he would think of Zhao Ou on the podium. At that time, Zhao Ou described society as fair and rule of law, telling them how beautiful the world was and that people would forgive those who were willing to correct their mistakes. It's a pity that he should be the kind of person Zhao Ou said who never corrects his mistakes and commits them again and again. Wang Jun sometimes thinks that his life is meaningless anyway, so he might as well do something crazy, such as trampling Zhao Ou's self-esteem under his feet, but he doesn't dare to get close to that place. He was afraid that if he looked up, someone would notice his appearance and the police would be called. He moved around begging, but he never left this city. This was the place where he grew up. Even if one day he had to leave this world, he hoped that he would leave from this city. Maybe no one in this city would miss him, but he still hopes that he can live in this city. On this day, as usual, Wang Jun found a street corner where there were not many people, but there were still people. He lowered his head. His face was dark, and his oily hair was scattered around his face. People could only see his dirty appearance but not his face or expression. His daily income is very small, maybe only enough to buy a few steamed buns for himself, but it doesn't matter, that's enough. Mia wore ordinary clothes and wandered on the street. This was a hard-won freedom. Mia had no money, and she didn't know what she could buy with that little money. In her previous life, she had never worn clothes that cost less than a thousand yuan. Even a T-shirt cost more than a thousand yuan. But if you want the clothes Mia is wearing now, it may only cost a few dozen yuan, but Mia still wears them well. Mia couldn't help but shook her head and laughed at herself. Life is like a cycle of changes. Now, whatever you do is not going well, but in the past, you could succeed in whatever you did. He wanted Du Jiang, so Du Jiang became his subordinate and betrayed his wife obediently. He wanted Zhao Qing to perish from this world, but in the end fate favored her. But now, she was walking around the street wearing a T-shirt worth tens of dollars and holding less than a hundred dollars in change. She didn't even dare to visit those boutiques now. Now he will be laughed at by those clerks. There is absolutely no doubt about this in Miyali. At this moment, Mia looked at the opposite street corner, and her mind suddenly became active. What did she suddenly think of? Maybe there are some things you can do without having to do it yourself. Miya walked up to Wang Jun and threw the ten-dollar note in front of Wang Jun. Wang Jun didn't react at all. He didn't even look up. Yes, he didn't want anyone to see his face. Mia stayed in front of him for several minutes. These few minutes had made Wang Jun feel very uncomfortable. He even doubted whether Mia had recognized him. Although there are not many people on the street now, there are still some. If the chance of success is too small if he does it now, Mia squatted down and looked at him and said: "Give you a chance, you can live a normal life." Miya didn't know why she felt that the beggar in front of her could be an opportunity for her. It might be her intuition. She always felt that she could see something similar to herself in this beggar. Wang Jun felt very strange when he heard these words, why would she say these things to herself. Wang Jun raised his head in confusion. Mia knelt down and looked at Wang Jun and said, "Go clean yourself first, take a shower and buy some clothes." Then, Mia gave the remaining money she had to Wang Jun, "If you think what I said is credible, I will still be here at noon tomorrow. I want to see you." Wang Jun felt that the direction in which things were developing was very strange. Tomorrow? Does this woman want to call the police to arrest her at noon tomorrow? Wang Jun didn't answer, Miya stood up and left. Mia felt that she must be crazy, actually thinking that the person in front of her could help her. It was obvious that the person in front of her was just a beggar. And since he didn't answer his own words, maybe he is still a beggar with a questionable IQ. As soon as Miya walked away, she felt regretful in her heart. One hundred yuan is money! I used to be used to spending a lot of money, but now I just give him 100 to 100 yuan. Hey, although Mia felt a little regretful, she still looked forward to it. If the beggar was still there tomorrow, then at least she would have someone she could use. Now Mia is very courageous. She first believed that drug dealers could give her a free new life, and now she believed that a beggar on the roadside could help her get rid of drug dealers. She trapped herself deeper and deeper in this circle after circle after circle. And from the moment Du Tian knew that Mia was taken away by drug dealers, he no longer paid attention to Mia. He knew that in Mia's future life, there would be nothing worthy of being expected except degradation. In the high-rise building of Du City Group, Du Tian, as the president of the group, has the largest office. He is not an exaggerated person. The decoration style of his office is mainly simple, and he likes to be able to see the outside, so the entire office has a large floor-to-ceiling window. He will always stand by the window and look at the entire city, as if looking at his own country. Sometimes he also feels that he is the guardian of the entire city. Du's has many charities, and it can even be said that a quarter of Du's profits will be used to build this city and help the people in this city. This is why Du's can grow so fast, because in addition to making money, Du Tian also cares about the development of the entire city, so many people are willing to cooperate with him. Although Du Tian is a bit cold, his partners are always willing to cooperate with him again or multiple times. This can also be seen from another perspective of Du Tian's personality charm. Du Tian was working on his company's documents at his desk. He carefully read the contract line by line to see if there were any errors or omissions, or if there were any traps dug by others. Even though he had been dealing with this kind of problem for more than ten years, he still treated his work seriously and meticulously. Now he no longer thinks about Mia and Fang Ziyi. He wants to run the Du family well and train Du Jia well. This is what he needs to pay attention to now. But just yesterday, someone told him that Du Tian and Qiu Ziyang had a long discussion in Du Qing's teahouse, and there seemed to be some conflicts. Du Jiang waited for a day but did not receive any message from Du Jia. It seemed that Du Jia still couldn't quite trust his brother. Du Tian sometimes feels like he has a headache. He is very skilled in company matters, but he has little experience in educating his younger brother. He didn't want to be a good older brother before, but now he wants to educate his younger brother well on behalf of his mother. Fortunately, Duga has not grown crooked in these years, and he is now cheerful and healthy. He also liked someone, a psychiatrist. Although she had been married once, Du Tian still had a good impression of her. At least Du Jia liked a woman with a high degree of education, not a bartender who was just good-looking but without substance. Thinking of this, Du Tian raised his head from the document. Maybe he should start arranging Du Jia to start his own work these days. When the break came, the secretary brought in a cup of coffee and the meals he ordered. Sometimes when Du Tian is busy at work, he won't go out to eat, he will take care of it in the office. The meal was brought in by the secretary, and it was the same today. Du Tian saw the secretary clearing the table, picked up his cell phone and dialed Du Jia's number. At this time, Duga is exercising on the treadmill. He likes running very much. In his opinion, running is a very stress-relieving way of exercise. It is true that running is very stress-relieving, but sometimes the pressure is too great and running will fail, just like now. In fact, Hanhai had no intention of forgiving Fang Ziyi yesterday, but he still felt very sorry. Hanhai and Fang Ziyi were both men, and he understood him very well. He just met the right person at the wrong time. If Zhao Zhaoqing met Fang Ziyi at the beginning, the story would be completely different. Du Tian got on the phone and asked Du Jia, "What are you doing?" Duga answered honestly: "I exercise at home." Du Tian on the other side of the phone pondered for a moment and said, "You come to the company this afternoon." Hanhai hesitated. In fact, he wanted to ask Du Tian about Fang Ziyi. Du Tian noticed that Du Jia's tone was a little vague, "What can I do for you?" Hanhai thought for a moment and then said, "It's okay, brother, I'll go in the afternoon. Can I call you when I go?" Du Tian said, "Call my secretary." Hanhai expressed his understanding. After all, such a large enterprise must have its own order.
My newly revised chapter 76 has not been passed yet, the editor is on holiday, woo hoo
Chapter 8: The author of the conspiracy has something to say
The dispute begins,
Chapter 7: Different Qin Qing and Du Jia The author has something to say
Being together is fate. What kind of feelings does Qin Qing have for Du Jia and Han Hai?
Chapter Six: The Conspiracy of the Hanhai Author has something to say
It's hard to choose between white moonlight and cinnabar mole
Chapter 4·, I have something to say when I first met the author.
Zhao Ou, a famous psychological counselor,