Chapter 117 Cause and Effect
Lin Xian sat up from the bed.
Open the curtains and look at the warm sun in the sky.
There was no warmth whatsoever.
The book 600 years later clearly stated that Zhao Yingjun accidentally died in a shooting at midnight at the age of 23.
After 12 o'clock tonight, it will be Zhao Yingjun's 24th birthday.
so……
"According to the original direction of history, Zhao Yingjun will definitely not survive tonight."
current time.
January 14, 2023, 10 am.
There are still 12 hours until the death of Zhao Yingjun, which is established in history. 】
How to save her?
The day before yesterday, January 12, Zhao Yingjun originally had an appointment with a songwriter, but he sang a Cats on the Rhine theme song live, causing her to cancel the meeting.
Yesterday, January 13, Zhao Yingjun originally planned to meet with an animation V director, but because of her dinner invitation, she made an exception and canceled the meeting and went to have dinner with herself instead.
Today, January 14th, Zhao Yingjun mentioned yesterday that she was going to meet with a female singer to discuss singing the theme song of Rheinland Cats. Deo had already arranged it herself, and she wanted to show it to the female singer.
You can't find any more reasons to ask her to cancel today's meeting, right?
That was really deliberate!
Things happen once and twice, not again and again.
If it happens again and again, there must be something fishy.
Considering that Zhao Yingjun might be a member of the Genius Club... Lin Xian couldn't take the risk and put his life in danger.
In the face of Zhao Yingjun's life and his own life, his own life is obviously more important.
So……
Is there any way to get the best of both worlds?
…
Company X
22nd floor.
In Zhao Yingjun's consistent office, there is still an illusion that time has stood still.
When Lin Xian was playing guitar the day before yesterday, he wiped the dust on the sofa with paper before sitting on the sofa... It was the cleanest place in the house.
"How is deo doing? Has it been completed?"
Zhao Yingjun read the information in his hand and looked up at Lin Xian:
"I'm going to meet with the female singer tonight and let her listen to Deo directly so that we can communicate better."
"It's almost done." Lin Xian said:
"I contacted them just now and the recording studio said that the deo is almost ready and asked me to pick it up in the afternoon."
"Okay, bring it over as soon as possible."
Zhao Yingjun continued to review the documents on the table and looked up at Lin Xian:
"Do you want to go with me tonight?"
Lin Xian was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhao Yingjun would take the initiative to invite him:
"Can I go?"
"What's wrong with this..." Zhao Yingjun lowered his head and smiled:
"It's not a private meeting tonight. There is a dance in the entertainment industry tonight, and I have made an appointment with the female singer to meet at this dance."
"Originally I just wanted to say hello, but since you have already made the deo, let's just show it to the female singer."
"If you have nothing to do, just go together. This is your cat. You have the right to decide whether you want the female singer to sing the theme song. What's more... if you go along, you can help me avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. "
Thinking back to the last time I attended a dinner party.
Lin Xian figured it out.
Zhao Yingjun allowed herself to go, probably the main purpose was to serve as a shield for her, right?
A dance party in the entertainment industry must be a mixed bag, and many men will inevitably come to Zhao Yingjun to dance with various purposes.
If you reject it blindly, it may not look good. After all, who doesn’t want to save face?
But if it comes to dancing, Zhao Yingjun will definitely not be willing to dance.
so.
The best way to deal with it...
Just take yourself there.
She stood next to her. After all, everyone knew that Zhao Yingjun came with a dance partner, and no one with a wink would come to invite her to dance. Even if there was a wink, Lin Xian could help her block it, which would be more polite and kind. polite.
This is how social circles are, you don't slap people in the face, you just keep a thin line in your life.
"OK."
Lin Xian replied:
"I don't have anything to do tonight anyway, so I'm just going to listen to the female singer's voice and see if it suits her."
did not expect……
It is true that there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with bright flowers and dark flowers.
I was originally thinking about how to "manipulate" Zhao Yingjun away from the shooting and avoid this death.
But now everything is clearer and easier.
What is known so far is that the shooting occurred at midnight on Zhao Yingjun’s original itinerary.
Then as long as the time and itinerary are changed, the shooting can be avoided.
This is Lin Xian's plan.
No matter how crappy that female singer's voice is, Lin Xian will just clap her hands and applaud her, and it's none other than you!
No need to discuss any details, the decision is yours!
He wanted to negotiate this cooperation as quickly as possible, and then take Zhao Yingjun to leave early.
For example, at around 9 o'clock, they can almost find a chance to leave.
In this way, the time that Zhao Yingjun originally left the dance was changed. It was very early before midnight. If everything went well, Zhao Yingjun would be able to get home before 10 o'clock.
But to be on the safe side, Lin Xian not only had to change the time when Zhao Yingjun left the dance, but also changed her original route home].
On the way back, by taking a slight detour and changing directions, Lin Xian could ask Zhao Yingjun's driver to help him take him there on the pretext that he had something to do in another place. She would definitely not refuse.
As long as she finds a vertical location, asks Zhao Yingjun's driver to drive there, and then gets off the car, her original route will be changed when she returns home.
With this two-pronged approach, you can 100% avoid that shooting.
Zhao Yingjun nodded when he saw Lin Xian agreed.
she pulls away
"Can you drive?"
"It will be hundreds of millions of points."
Zhao Yingjun looked up at Lin Xian:
"Do you have a driver's license?" Her eyes were a little distrustful.
"That must be there..."
It is true that Lin Xian has never driven a car in real life. He only did it for a while in a driving school when he was taking the driver's license test.
But in the dream, he had more than ten years of driving experience.
Not to mention a veteran driver, he is also good at all kinds of stunt driving, wild racing, and top-speed driving... The live-action version of "Morality and Rule of Law 5" is not
Just kidding.
He has basically driven all the luxury cars he could encounter in his dream. As long as the horsepower is enough, he can do small operations such as crossing over viaducts, drifting and turning in drainage ditches with his eyes closed.
Before, CC complained about Lin Xian driving a van with a big face.
That's really not Lin Xian's fault. It's because the big-faced cat's car is too shabby. Even if the big-faced cat himself was driving, he would shrug it off and have nothing to do with his driving skills.
"That's fine."
Zhao Yingjun continued to rummage in the drawer:
"Because today is a fashion gathering in the entertainment industry, we have to be careful about the car we drive... this is the one."
Swish——
She threw a key over.
Snapped.
Lin Xian reached out to catch it.
"Pick me up at work at 7:30, don't be late."
After listening to Zhao Yingjun's instructions, Lin Xian was surprised.
Is this the rhythm of letting yourself be the driver?
Did the original driver take leave?
He looked down at the car keys in his hand——
The car key in his hand was a Bentley, and it was on a garage electronic keychain.
"The car is parked in the garage of the underground parking lot. You can drive directly to the recording studio to get the deo. Remember to pick me up at the right time. It is very impolite to be late for the party."
"Okay, got it."
…
Lin Xian took the elevator and went directly to the underground garage.
Press the garage remote control and quickly find the location of the corresponding garage. The rolling shutter door slowly rises, revealing the vehicles parked inside...
It's a blue convertible coupe, Bentley Continental GT.
This car is very rare in China, not to mention the logo of 12 written on the side of the car.
Although Lin Xian does not own a car in reality, he still knows a lot about vehicles. This 12-inch twin-turbo engine has a displacement of 6.0T and the maximum horsepower can reach more than 650 horsepower. It is a real performance beast.
In fact, in this urban environment in China, few people would consider buying a convertible, and Lin Xian didn't know where Zhao Yingjun's car came from.
This woman is so mysterious, she may be richer than various rumors in the company suggest.
Lin Xian felt that Zhao Yingjun was not short of money and did not even take money seriously in many cases.
So why does she work so hard, day and night?
After pressing the unlock button, Lin Xian got into the car and pressed the one-button start button——
boom! ! !
12 beasts with roaring engines.
"came back."
Lin Xian closed his eyes and felt the powerful vibration.
It's like falling asleep in one place...
That feeling of being one with the car is all back.
He turned off a series of body control systems and vehicle auxiliary systems such as ESP, putting this beast in full manual control mode and simply stepped on the accelerator to the bottom!
Buzz! ! ! ! ! ! !
Bursting tire!
The smell of burnt rubber hits your nostrils!
Under Lin Xian's manual control, the blue Bentley Continental GT drifted 90 degrees out of the warehouse and roared towards the exit.
"Yeah, it feels good."
Then Lin Xian honestly turned on all the vehicle control systems and body stability systems, and switched to automatic transmission mode.
It's different from racing in the dream... This car has to be returned to Zhao Yingjun after it's driven, so it can't be damaged.
"Hey, I promised Gao Yang to buy a car from him, but I never had time to do it. Let's cash it in later."
Lin Xian is now a multi-millionaire and can easily buy a car from the 4S shop in Gaoyang.
But for him now, he had already experienced all the exciting things in his dreams when he was a teenager. To be honest... the reality of this colorful world is a bit low compared to his threshold, and it is already difficult to stimulate him.
This is why he has always lived a life of low desire.
In the last dream, there were countless cars in Li Cheng's garage that were several times or dozens of times more luxurious than the Luo Ou GT, and Lin Xian had long been tired of driving them.
In his current opinion, there is no difference in personal mood between driving a Wuling i electric car and driving a Rolls-Royce.
He turned the wheel, pleased with how his plan was progressing so far.
I thought Zhao Yingjun would ask the driver to take them two to the dance...
Unexpectedly, the driver turned out to be himself.
Since the steering wheel is in his hands, which road to drive at night and how big a detour to take is up to him.
"At night, take Zhao Yingjun and go home in a big circle in the opposite direction of Donghai."
Lin Xian turned on the left turn signal and smiled slightly.
Time, route, and driving time are all in his hands now. He can easily take Zhao Yingjun to avoid the midnight shooting.
…
Afternoon.
Lin Xian went to the recording studio to get the recorded deo.
Then went home to change into the clothes for the ball.
Finally, he went back to the company to pick up Zhao Yingjun and went to the venue where the entertainment industry ball was held.
"Why do we have to drive this convertible? This weather... doesn't seem to be very warm."
Lin Xian watched Zhao Yingjun, who was wearing a blue evening dress and sapphire earrings, get in the car.
This woman may really have some obsessive-compulsive disorder in matching clothes...
It's okay if the color of the earrings is strictly the same as the clothes, but today they are also matched with this blue Bentley.
"Because the nature of today's dance party is different, it is more appropriate to drive this car." Zhao Yingjun put her handbag on her legs and looked forward: "In fact, dance parties are imported products. In the business circle, they are also a combination of Chinese and Western styles. But the dance parties in the entertainment industry are different. The purpose of packaging and marketing is bigger, and they are very formal and rigid." "But these have nothing to do with us..." The car started, and the breeze blew Zhao Yingjun's fine bangs: "We are just going to meet the female singer. If you think her voice is good, you can just finalize this matter." Lin Xian nodded and drove Zhao Yingjun to the club. The location of the club is relatively remote. But fortunately, there are not many vehicles on the road, and it is driving faster. As night fell, darkness engulfed the entire East China Sea...
Lin Xian parked the high-profile blue Bentley Continental GT at the entrance of the club, and then opened the car door for Zhao Yingjun:
"Mr. Zhao, we're here."
Zhao Yingjun pulled up her dress, got out of the car elegantly, and slowly walked into the golden hall.
Lin Xian glanced at his watch.
20:00
It's midnight...
It's Zhao Yingjun's 24th birthday...
It's four hours before she escapes the death that history has determined...