Not long ago, he was arguing with her in a loud voice over the materials, and in the blink of an eye, he was dead.
Jiang Shu bent to the side and didn't recover for a long time.
Zhou Liangqi had already walked up quickly and asked, "What is he doing here during the Chinese New Year today!"
"I heard...I heard that he was worried about this project and always wanted to come and have a look. After having New Year's Eve dinner, he went for a walk and happened to be nearby, so..."
After the explanation, no one spoke.
For a time, no one could say whether he was fulfilling his duties or whether he was doomed.
For a moment, Zhou Liangqi closed his eyes and said, "Before dawn, deal with the person, notify his family, and let them receive the pension and hush money."
"……yes."
After Jiang Shu listened to the whole story, she finally straightened up. She glanced sideways, her eyes cold and empty, "What then?"
Zhou Liangqi looked at her from a distance, feeling cold and lonely, "In this world, there are people whose lives can be bought off."
Such a realistic and cruel sentence made Jiang Shu want to vomit again.
Her expression was complicated, "What about my mouth? Can you seal it?"
"Where's my life? Can you buy it out?"
Jiang Shu's fierce words calmed everyone present. Big tears fell down. She was extremely sad. In her heart, Lao Wu was a very dedicated captain.
When we worked together, his employees all said that he was good and never defaulted on migrant workers' wages.
Although the two parties later had a quarrel because of different ideas, Jiang Shu did not think it was his fault.
That’s a life!
Hearing this, Zhou Liangqi looked at her with eyes like cold stars for a long time. He suddenly took off his helmet and signaled, "Come with me."
He strode far away, and between heaven and earth, his back changed from tall to small.
Jiang Shu took a deep breath and finally followed.
Seeing her following, Zhou Liangqi opened the car door, which was filled with gifts prepared by Secretary Zhao in advance. The latter handed over the information, "Mr. Zhou, Lao Wu's information is all here."
Zhou Liangqi understood after just a few glances, and said, "You can go back first."
Secretary Zhao was nervous, "I'd better go. If you show up, things may be even more irreversible."
"No, you go and watch the public opinion." Zhou Liangqi turned sideways and gestured to Jiang Shu, "I'm going to comfort the family members of the deceased now. Do you want to take a look?"
She showed suspicion. At present, she could only follow Zhou Liangqi, who was the person in charge of all this.
Zhou Liangqi drove the car himself and drove from the auxiliary road to the main road. During the Chinese New Year, most streets in Haicheng were deserted. Jiang Shu was sitting in the passenger seat with a very ugly face.
Neither of them said a word.
I don’t know how long they drove, but the front became a little busier. Jiang Shu looked up and saw the words above: Haicheng Third Hospital.
She frowned, "What are you doing in the hospital?"
Zhou Liangqi got out of the car and took out the gift from the trunk, "Old Wu has a son who has cancer. In order to treat him, the family spent all their savings. My wife spends all her food and accommodation in the hospital during the New Year."
Jiang Shu was shocked, she didn't expect it.
"Why does he work as a contractor? This disease is a bottomless pit and requires money."
Zhou Liangqi walked forward and said: "Taking on projects is risky. Every one of them risked his life."
He had long legs and walked fast, so Jiang Shu had to trot to catch up.
"He didn't have to die and could have earned more medical expenses for his family!"
"Is that what they think?" Zhou Liangqi said quickly.