Mr. Shadow said that it could last incredibly 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 half squatted in front of the wheelchair. He thought for a while, and slowly began to tell Luo Chi about the scenery on the sea.

People on the shore will feel that the sea is vast and far away, but in fact, when you are out on the sea, you will find that there are many differences between different seas.

When the weather is the best, the sea water stirred up by the breeze will be finely stratified. The sunlight will be sprinkled on like gold powder, and every angle will be different, and the sea water will turn into a blue-green color like a gem.

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

It is best to stay in the room of the cruise ship in winter. The sea is a cold blue-gray color at that time, frost will form outside the window, and the warm water vapor in the room will be covered with a layer of mist.

The sea in summer is very suitable for diving. When the sun makes the sea surface calm, there will be colorful schools of fish underwater. In places where people often snorkel, the fish become less afraid of people and will actively swim around divers...

It would take decades just to see all the changes in the sea scenery, and then you have to go ashore.

There are more different scenery on the shore. You should say hello to the wind in every place, touch the ripples in every stream, and chase your favorite stars.

Ming Weiting was not used to talking so much.

He had indeed wanted to tell Luo Chi this a long time ago, so he had made preparations in advance, but before he opened his mouth, he still considered what to do after he had said all the words.

…

When he actually talked about this with Luo Chi and looked into Luo Chi's eyes, he realized that such considerations were actually unnecessary.

Luo Chi listened to him attentively. Because his recovered hearing was still weak, he tried hard to recognize his lip movements.

Ming Weiting spoke slowly, which made it easy for him to understand. Luo Chi's body was trapped in a wheelchair, but the expectation in his eyes was gathering bit by bit, becoming clearer and brighter.

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

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

"…If you take good care of yourself, you can live a long life."

Ming Weiting finally answered him: "Go to all these places, settle down in one place to rest for the same length of time as you did playing around, and then go to all of them again."

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

He was so excited after hearing this that even though he said so, his anticipation was completely exposed without any disguise. He even wanted to go to the sea as soon as he got better.

Ming Weiting also smiled. He stroked Luo Chi's hair and said softly, "Not long."

Luo Chi still doesn't remember a lot of things now, and sometimes he would rather Luo Chi stay like this and remember nothing. But when he saw the video Luo Chi recorded for the distribution of inheritance and stayed in the villa that Mrs. Ren gave to Luo Chi, his idea changed again.

Until the operation, all traces of what had happened would still be hidden in the thick fog.

Luo Chi walked from inside to outside, and sooner or later he would inevitably have to pass through them.

…

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

"Soon." Ming Weiting invited him, "Huo Miao, come and play on the sea as soon as you recover."

The corners of Luo Chi's lips couldn't help but rise. He nodded vigorously, and this action quickly caused a severe dizziness.

When he fell into Ming Weiting's arms, Luo Chi realized that the sky had suddenly become completely dark without him noticing. He had no strength left in his body and could not even move a finger.

A long-lost, extremely relaxed tiredness enveloped him - the last time he had a similar impression seemed to be a bonfire party. He had so much fun that he was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger. He took a shower with his eyes closed, wiped himself roughly with a towel, and then staggered down onto the soft big 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 and let him rest his head on his shoulder.

Luo Chi was already a little confused. He was still sorting out what Ming Weiting had said. He was not sure if he would forget it, so he tried to review it over and over in his mind: "Mr. Shadow."

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

Luo Chi remembered to go find the wind and the stream. These were not difficult. He had once gone mountain climbing with Aunt Ren. In the deeper woods, there were often streams that flowed and converged along the shady cracks in the rocks.

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

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

…

Luo Chi gathered all the remaining strength in his body and finally opened his eyes a little, just in time to meet Ming Weiting's gaze.

Ming Weiting nodded and actually asked, "How do we pursue her?"

Luo Chi looked at him in surprise.

"Not sure." Ming Weiting continued, "So far, it has not been successful."

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

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

Thinking about Mr. Shadow's serious self-introduction these days, Luo Chi suddenly couldn't help laughing, "Why is it so excessive?"

"How can this be so outrageous." Ming Weiting went to imitate what was said on the Internet, and he came to imitate Ming Weiting again, "It's so dark, and you don't even invite the lucky fans in."

...Ming Weiting actually nodded.

Luo Chi couldn't stop laughing now. He was actually still dizzy, and laughing like that gave him a headache. Clusters of golden stars appeared in the black fog in front of his eyes, but he couldn't stop the joy from surging up like a tide.

Sensing the slight tremor caused by the dormant pain, Ming Weiting frowned and wanted to touch his forehead with his free hand, but found that Luo Chi's body was also struggling.

Luo Chi's hair was slightly damp, and his wet and cold forehead touched his palm lightly before him.

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

…

He took Mr. Shadow back to the villa.

When he pushed open the door, Minglu was actually still a little worried.

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

Minglu didn't know whether Luo Chi could see the clues. He had already prepared several excuses, and was about to explain when he took a step forward, but then he stopped talking.

Luo Chi put all his last bit of energy into that invitation.

He hadn't processed so much information in a long time, and he felt very dizzy. He was exhausted and fell asleep before he could even enter the door.

Ming Weiting protected his back with one hand and nodded to Ming Lu.

Luo Chi's body was completely weak, his head and neck lowered, leaning quietly on Ming Weiting's shoulder, his breathing was even and shallow.

Minglu walked lightly 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. It has a very good view and is next to Madam Ren's original room."

Ming Lu whispered, "I have restored it as much as possible, but there may still 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 next to the fireplace.

The fireplace had been abandoned for a long time, and it was Minglu who brought people to restore and renovate it this time.

The red brick walls are a bit rough and have not been polished, but instead appear thick and gentle. After the main light was turned off, the environment in the living room was a little dim, and the burning warm firelight seemed particularly bright.

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

The jumping flames fell between Luo Chi’s pale brows. Ming Weiting raised his hand and gently touched his forehead.

Although he was in a coma, Luo Chi seemed to be aware of the warmth so close to him. His body began to relax, and his brows, which were twisted by pain, gradually relaxed.

The fireplace was warm and bright, and shadows were left by the firelight.

…

Minglu took out a thin blanket, quietly placed it next to the sofa, and left quietly.

All the cameras installed in the entire villa have been removed, and all traces of irrelevant people in the past ten years have been completely cleared, but what happened still remains in the images.

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

A lot of things have happened outside these days, and many things from the past have been dug up.

...after the notary office started contacting Luo Zhi's heirs and handling related matters according to routine procedures.

The earliest changes occurred in Huaisheng Entertainment.

In fact, Minglu had already had people prepare the funds, ready to acquire this company at the right time, so that it would completely no longer have any relationship with the Luo family - Luo Chengxiu actually wanted to give it away for free. On the first day on board, Luo Chengxiu actually brought the transfer contract of Huaisheng Entertainment.

Minglu asked someone to throw the contract into the water.

Minglu asked someone to fish out the soaked contracts and asked Luo Chengxiu to swallow them himself.

He looked at Luo Chengxiu, who was frowning and puzzled. In fact, he was also confused: "Master Luo."

"What exactly is this company, in your opinion?"

Minglu really couldn't figure it out: "Toys?"

Is it the kind of toy you throw to a child? So he gave it to one son, and after a while, he suddenly felt like it, so he snatched it away and gave it to the other one. Now that he's in trouble, he's snatching it away again and wants to give it away.

Completely unaware of how severe a blow this hasty, frivolous, chaotic handover would cause to the company. He also doesn't care how many points Huaisheng Entertainment will lose in the industry's evaluation or how many opportunities it will miss in this industry that is closely related to public opinion... Because in the eyes of the head of the Luo family, such a marginal enterprise is not worth any more attention.

What Luo Chengxiu cares about are the industries that are the pillars of the family. The field of entertainment has nothing to do with the Luo family, and the Luo family has no intention of developing in this area.

In Luo Chengxiu's opinion, it would be a waste to spend any more time on this company.

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

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

At that time, Luo Chengxiu was sitting dejectedly on the deck.

He was thinking about the goods in those containers, swallowing the paper foam with difficulty, and couldn't understand what Minglu was saying at all.

…

Luo Chengxiu is still lying in the hospital.

After a series of intense stimulations that day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and became ill, and rolled down the stairs from the second floor.

The condition was critical. If it hadn’t been for timely rescue, he would have almost never woken up.

How could the Ming family not let him wake up?

After escaping from danger, Luo Chengxiu, the once glorious head of the Luo family, quickly became decadent and haggard, as if he had aged dozens of years overnight.

Luo Jun had not returned home for a long time, Luo Cheng had run away again, and the only person by his bedside was Jian Huaiyi.

Luo Chengxiu looked at Jian Huaiyi, almost as if he was looking at a snake that he had put into his arms with his own hands.

He would rather hire a nurse than die in the hospital without any care.

The Ming family will not let him die. The Ming family wants him to live to see how the Luo family collapses, and to live to bear the torture that Luo Chi has suffered.

Luo Chengxiu yelled at Jian Huaiyi to get out, but he was still taken care of by his adopted son without any fault to be found.

——How touching.

The family was overthrown, everyone was deserted, and the monkeys scattered when the tree fell.

Only his adopted son never left him. He took care of his seriously ill father personally even though his own injuries had not yet healed...

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

Even a sunken and scrapped ship can still be squeezed out of some value. With such a convenient location, this grateful adopted son 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, waiting for Luo Chengxiu to die, and there would always be a few bones with some meat left.

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

Luo Chengxiu panted heavily, his expression grim: "Is this how you deal with Luo Zhi?"

Jian Huaiyi cleaned up the knocked over water cup.

He put the cup of water on the table, took some paper to wipe the water marks, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Don't insult Luo Zhi, father." Jian Huaiyi advised him, "Take the medicine."

He handed over the cup of water and medicine, but Luo Chengxiu overturned it in anger. He then picked up the cup and used a tissue to wipe the water.

"How can I deal with Luo Zhi? I have always been dealing with you guys."

Jian Huaiyi wiped the water clean and whispered to himself: "Let you believe me and doubt Luo Zhi, let you put all the mistakes on Luo Zhi, let you treat me as a family member and drive Luo Zhi out... Is it so difficult?"

Luo Chengxiu's pupils shrank when he heard these words.

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

It was so simple that when he looked back now, all his careful calculations had become the most ridiculous and absurd joke - was it really necessary to calculate to this extent and make things so complicated?

If he did nothing, the result would obviously be the same, the Luo family would drive Luo Zhi out.

He is as stupid as a donkey pulling a mill.

He thought he was smart and had planned everything, but when he took off his blindfold, he found that he was still trapped at the millstone.

He was tied tightly to the millstone, watching the mill catch fire and the stolen things collapse and disappear before his eyes.

"Struggle a little longer, father," Jian Huaiyi said. "If you just give up, there will be nothing left after the bankruptcy liquidation."

Jian Huaiyi handed him the document: "I've asked someone to evaluate it. As long as you can keep Huaisheng Entertainment - it will definitely not be able to be kept in the long run, and the current reputation of the Luo family will also have a negative impact on the company. But if you hold it in your hands in the short term, the purchase price will definitely be very high..."

He was talking to himself, but Luo Chengxiu seemed not to be listening at all, staring at him with eyes wide open.

Jian Huaiyi put down the document: "Father?"

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

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

Luo Chengxiu pressed his chest tightly. He felt cold all over, as if he was pushed back into the dark cold sea. He opened his mouth several times before finally speaking: "Why Huaisheng Entertainment?"

...Why did Jian Huaiyi go to such great lengths, even using Luo Cheng to set a trap, in order to take over Huaisheng Entertainment?

What is the reputation of this company?

Isn’t it just an ordinary film and television company? In the field of entertainment, no matter how well you do, what can you achieve...

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

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

The monitoring equipment began to sound the alarm, and Luo Chengxiu desperately pushed away the doctors and nurses who surrounded him. He was breathing heavily with difficulty, still staring at Jian Huaiyi's face.

The face in front of him was distorted and blurred. In the darkening vision, the most obvious answer that he had always ignored suddenly emerged.

Apart from blood ties, Luo Zhi has no relationship with their family.

There is no relationship at all. They were not the ones who taught Luo Zhi how to behave, and they did not participate in her growth process. He only occasionally received some news that would only annoy him, saying that Ren Shuangmei had taken Luo Zhi to some dinner party or forum, and someone jokingly asked if Ren Shuangmei was planning to leave all her connections to that child...

...People in the business world put their own interests first, and they are not kind enough to help you in times of need.

So when Luo Zhi first took over Huaisheng Entertainment, those connections did not stand out, and he naturally never noticed them.

But once Luo Zhi revitalizes Huaisheng Entertainment and makes it prosper again, all the resources that are waiting and watching will naturally gather around.

There isn’t a lot to play around with in the entertainment sector, and for a film and television company, it’s nothing more than a few endorsements and a little investment. But if the Luo family can take this opportunity to contact and operate——

Luo Chengxiu suddenly burst into a strong sneer from this thought. He gasped for breath and tried his best to tear away the black fog that was lingering 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 held the document and slowly frowned.

"You don't know Ren Shuangmei at all. The children she taught will not dirty the things she left behind."

Luo Chengxiu's voice was hoarse, and he coughed and wheezed with a mocking laugh: "Luo Zhi won't let us have the chance to get our hands on these things - have you seen how Ren Shuangmei's inheritance was distributed?"

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

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

…

Jian Huaiyi was expelled from Huaisheng Entertainment.

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

Those shares of Huaisheng Entertainment were eaten up bit by bit by its department managers themselves - not enough funds? As soon as the distribution of Luo Zhi's inheritance was announced, the buyers in the circle who wanted to grab them went crazy, and the bids snowballed higher and higher. The publicity effect generated was also completely converted into a price that could be quantified in numbers.

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

The team he led sat together and sold themselves out with a gambling contract.

The money from the sales was used to buy back the shares that were sold off one bite at a time.

We collect shares from retail investors and also from shareholders who want to cash out. Those so-called directors came for the Luo family. Now that the Luo family has collapsed, they are eager to get rid of the hot potato.

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

Minglu didn't let anyone continue bidding.

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

A surveillance video was also handed over to them. When the phone was blacked out, Luo Zhi was being rescued and it was impossible for her to operate the phone with her own hands.

Maybe this matter is no longer important, and maybe no one wants to know about it anymore.

"We should have been...more careful."

Fang Hang sat on the sofa and said in 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--"

"It was difficult when the company was just starting out. We didn't have such good resources and everyone was just waiting and watching." Fang Hang shook his head. "Those people were smearing him like crazy... That was the time."

That was at that time.

Jian Huaiyi doesn't have that much energy. Singers on the same list, competitors whose opportunities were snatched away, rivals who were eyeing the Luo family and using underhanded tactics, colleagues who didn't want Huaisheng Entertainment to succeed... There were too many people who were bashing Luo Zhi at that time.

Too many people are watching and waiting to see what this young man raised by Ren Shuangmei will do.

Luo Zhi can fight back, because the company's resources originally belong to him. He could use public relations to whitewash himself at all costs, and could create a huge mess - but even then Luo Zhi's reputation would not be good at all. The nature of public opinion is to like content that stimulates the eye and does not care about the truth.

The result of continuing to argue is that nothing will be resolved. Luo Zhi will stay silent for a few years and then try to make a comeback. The public has a short memory and may forget what happened in the past, or may quarrel about it again...

But Huaisheng Entertainment can't delay until that time.

This was just a subsidiary that the Luo family was casually preparing to abolish. It looked bright and beautiful on the outside, and this group of people came in with great anticipation, and then found that the inside had already collapsed and only an empty shell remained.

They have been living in an empty shell for several years, and the sunk cost of changing jobs is too high. Work and family are a mess, and I feel 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 came back to his senses. He thought Luo Zhi was going to scold him for being distracted, so he hurriedly put away his phone: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Xiao Luo always refused to let him put away his phone. He leaned over to watch the video, with a look of young curiosity: "Why is it so small?"

Fang Hang's son was born a month prematurely and is still in an incubator. He was so worried about this that he couldn't sleep. He didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile bitterly and lower his head to answer vaguely.

Luo Zhi held his hand and watched the video carefully. Suddenly, he took a deep breath and laughed.

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

Luo Zhi said to him: "Your son should call me uncle."

…

They didn't really realize what that "forget it" meant.

Luo Zhi returned to the company and became General Manager Luo.

The singer who had a brief moment of fame and was blacklisted by the entire network became Mr. Luo's first move after taking office, and he started to increase traffic without any explanation.

With traffic comes capital, and with capital comes the opportunity to choose. An artist’s negative news has no impact on the company. From an unknown day, Huaisheng Entertainment began to have its name on the industry’s rating list.

…

Things quickly started to go smoothly afterwards.

Luo Zhi led them to work hard to revitalize the company, build a nest to attract talents, and resources came along, and the situation became better and better.

They were so excited about the good news that they made a lot of noise in the corridor and dragged Luo Zhi to a celebration party. Luo Zhi hurriedly finished the video recording of the inheritance distribution, pushed open the door with a smile, and was dragged out to drink without any explanation.

In the corner of the KTV, everyone was almost drunk, the room was in a mess, and the colorful lights made it impossible to open one's eyes.

Mr. Luo was also drunk. He held his guitar and asked Fang Hang in a low voice, "How is your son?"

"I'm still not feeling well, but luckily things went well for our company during that time, so I didn't lose out on the nutritional treatment."

Fang Hang drank half a bottle of wine in one breath. He had just prayed for a lucky charm and showed it to Luo Zhi: "I hope you can grow up safely."

Mr. Luo took the amulet in his hand and looked at it carefully over and over again.

When Luo Zhi got drunk, his voice became soft, he liked to laugh a lot, and there seemed to be a layer of mist in his eyes. He was so well-behaved that they finally remembered that Mr. Luo was only in his twenties and nodded.

"Safe and sound." Luo Zhi had drunk a lot of wine and was not very conscious. He held the guitar and thought for a long time, "If only I could grow up safely."

Fang Hang was so drunk that he couldn't sit still, but he still knew how to find fault: "It's my son, Mr. Luo."

Fang Hang pointed at the amulet and corrected him: "I prayed for my son, if he can grow up."

"If it were me." Mr. Luo returned the amulet to him, "I would be able to grow up safely."

Mr. Luo said: "Your son should call me uncle."