"Xu Yuan, I have something to discuss with you today. I think it's better to get your consent for this matter." Every morning Xu Yuan would send Uncle Zhong the materials to be processed that day, and today After Xu Yuan delivered the materials in the morning, Uncle Zhong stopped Xu Yuan, put down the work at hand and said to Xu Yuan. "Why do you still need my consent to proceed? If Uncle Zhong thinks there is no problem, of course I will agree unconditionally." Xu Yuan said with a smile before she could realize what was going on. "This matter is about Zhang Ziyu. It has been many days. Our search has yielded no results. I have arranged for people to conduct investigations in almost all hospitals. There have been no such patients recently. Surveillance videos of nearby main roads We have also investigated, but there is no information. If he is still alive, he will definitely come to us as soon as possible, but now there is no news at all, and there is basically no hope, so I think it is time to announce the news. , but I still want to tell you, if you think this is not good, I can postpone it for two more days." Uncle Zhong said to Xu Yuan, Uncle Zhong didn't want to hide this matter from Xu Yuan, so he told Xu Yuan. Said. "Uncle Zhong, is there really nothing we can do? Is this the final result?" After hearing this, Xu Yuan's expression dimmed a little, and she lowered her head and asked in a disappointed tone. Xu Yuan has been thinking about this issue these days. Although the possibility of a miracle happening is very low, at least there is. If it is announced now, it means that the search for Zhang Ziyu will also stop, which is equivalent to giving Zhang Ziyu a sentence. received the death penalty. "There are some things you have to understand and figure out. I know you like that boy very much, but when fate comes, sometimes you have to make appointments. Only when people learn to make appointments can they grow." Uncle Zhong sighed and said, no What a comfort, because Xu Yuan needs to figure this out by herself, so that she can slowly get out of the shadows. "Uncle Zhong, please announce the news. It's okay. I'm actually prepared in my heart. This matter will be announced sooner or later. I'm okay. I'll get better slowly." Xu Yuan suppressed the sadness in her heart and told Uncle Zhong said. Just when Uncle Zhong told her about this matter, Xu Yuan suddenly felt a strong pain in her heart, spreading throughout her body. At that moment, Xu Yuan felt that it was difficult to breathe, and then it felt dull. It's a feeling of emptiness, a feeling of having your heart hollowed out. "A small press conference will be held this time, and then Mr. Feng's body has been cremated. A memorial service will be held in the next few days and then buried. The location will be a private cemetery on the outskirts of the city. This matter can only be attended by people within Fengteng. , by the way, please send invitations to some partners who have had good relations with us before. You can prepare relevant news first, and then inform the media that the venue will be held in Fengteng's conference room. "Looking at Xu Yuan. With a look on his face, Uncle Zhong sighed and said, many times you need to make up your mind to do something, but it is something that must be done against your inner thoughts. How can everything be smooth sailing? "Okay, I understand. I'm going to prepare now." After a slight adjustment, Xu Yuan returned to work and said. "Also, from today onwards, black and white have entered Feng Teng's blacklist. From now on, they will no longer have any contact with each other. All cooperation will be suspended, and all that should be lifted will be lifted." Before leaving, Uncle Zhong added to Xu Yuan One sentence. "The four million?" Xu Yuan asked, is Uncle Zhong planning to fight with those two people? "I've already sent them the money, so I'll take it as a lesson. It's a good thing to see through their faces early. You can deal with other things first." Uncle Zhong said lightly, then lowered his head and started reviewing the documents. Xu Yuan hastily handed over the matter to other people, and then returned to the annex building alone. Now Xu Yuan was very confused and a little panicked. She didn't want to do anything, but she couldn't calm down. Xu Yuan wished so much that this was all a dream, and that after she woke up, everything would return to normal, but this was not a dream, it was too real. All along, the thing that has supported Xu Yuan until now is the little hope in her heart, the hope of seeing Zhang Ziyu again, which gives Xu Yuan great motivation, and she is even willing to pay everything for it. This is also the motivation to support Xu Yuan, and Now, this hope has turned into despair, bit by bit engulfing Xu Yuan's heart, draining her of her strength. Xu Yuan didn't know what to do now, she had no clue at all. She seemed to have returned to the timid, cowardly and overwhelmed person in an instant, because she had no direction and no reason to continue to stay in Fengteng. Suddenly, something happened The thought of looking for Zhang Ziyu lingered in his mind. Pushing open Zhang Ziyu's bedroom again, Xu Yuan's tears finally couldn't stop flowing down, pouring out of the corners of her eyes like floods and dripping on the sheets. Xu Yuan fell vertically on the bed, crying uncontrollably and usingHe beat the bed fiercely and muttered something he didn't know what he was talking about. Tears soaked a large area of ??sheets, carrying Xu Yuan's despair. Tears were silent sighs, containing not only sad emotions, but also the most sincere feelings. Xu Yuan had not shed so many tears for a long time. It felt like all the tears had been shed in one go. Xu Yuan was lying there with tears on her face, her throat was a little hoarse from crying, and the pain in her heart was less. But Xu Yuan always felt that something was gone and would never come back. The things in the entire room have become the last things that can prove Zhang Ziyu's existence, but slowly these things will disappear with time, and in the end they can only exist in Xu Yuan's memory. Xu Yuan got up. The sky outside had darkened, and a weak light shone through the window. "Life will get better when it gets bad to a certain extent, because there is no way it can get worse. After working hard, you will know many things. If you persist, you will get over it." Xu Yuan thought of this sentence again, this is What Zhang Ziyu said to him before. Xu Yuan didn't know why, but now she always thinks of what Zhang Ziyu said. She obviously didn't take these words seriously at the time, but they were so deeply imprinted in her mind that they would pop up in her mind at this time, as if they were still there. You can faintly hear Zhang Ziyu's calm tone at that time. This sentence was accidentally asked by Xu Yuan during a casual chat at that time. How did Zhang Ziyu get out of so many unsatisfactory things? Zhang Ziyu answered him like this. Zhang Ziyu's tone at that time was very calm, as if the things he had experienced had no impact on him. He has no influence at all. Xu Yuan now understands that to truly understand the meaning of this sentence is to put yourself out of the situation, but how difficult it is to stay out of it, and what kind of person can do it. At ten minutes later that day, all the major newspapers received the news that Fengteng was going to hold a press conference, including Fengteng's management, Huateng's management, and the more famous group executives. After being quiet for so many days, Feng Teng finally decided to strike first. No one knows what kind of news Feng Teng is going to announce, whether it is excellent news or desperate news. No one can really know, but what they know is that something big must have happened. This news is also like a clarion call, blowing the clarion call for a new battle. Many keen people have realized that the wind is coming. "Director Bei, Feng Teng will hold a press conference tomorrow. Will there be anything important to announce? Could it be that Zhang Ziyu found it?" After Feng Mansion sent out the news, Bei Mingjun knew the news immediately. . "I think it's unlikely. If Zhang Ziyu is fine, it's impossible that no news will come out. I don't think it's possible. We'll find out after watching the press conference tomorrow. Don't worry." Bei Mingjun showed a high degree of concern, but still Be more confident in your own analysis. "Director Wang, suddenly received a notice from Feng Mansion that a press conference will be held in Feng Teng tomorrow. We need to make some preparations. We don't know the content of the press conference yet, and we don't know if it is about Zhang Ziyu." Zi Ming's secretary told Zi Minghui Report. "What are you doing? Is there anything you can talk about recently? Is it about Zhang Ziyu? That guy is back?" Wang Ziming's first reaction was Zhang Ziyu. It seems that Zhang Ziyu's influence on Wang Ziming is big enough. "I'm not sure. Maybe it's like this, or something else. The people at Feng Mansion only asked us to be responsible for the venue and reception." The secretary shook his head and said. Similarly, Cheng Xiaohan, Wang He and others also received the news, and even Uncle Hei and Uncle Bai also learned about the news through others. The news that Feng Teng was going to hold a press conference was like a bombshell that aroused everyone's attention. Almost everyone was speculating whether this press conference would be related to Zhang Ziyu and whether Zhang Ziyu was back. , and could it be Feng Teng's strategy? However, no matter how much they continue to inquire, there is no other news. Therefore, these people can only rely on guesswork to deduce what is going on, and they can only wait until tomorrow to reveal it. It was past ten o'clock, and Uncle Zhong, who was going to hold a press conference tomorrow, was still at his desk. He didn't look like he was going to take a rest, nor did he make any preparations for tomorrow's press conference. At this moment, he remembered with a sudden shock. This was Uncle Zhong's personal phone number, and few people knew about it. Uncle Zhong took out his phone, found it was a phone number, and pressed the answer button. "Well, well, is it true? Well, I understand, continue to confirm, well, okay." Putting the phone to his ear, Uncle Zhong listened to the person on the phone and answered simply, and then quickly Ended the call. Putting down the phone, Uncle Zhong suddenly showed an expression of relief.