There was a meeting within the department, and Zhou Song played the role of a small note-taker in the meeting, doing the chores of serving tea and pouring water to record the meeting. The meeting had been going on for nearly an hour, during which Zhou Song went back and forth to the tea room.
Two trips, and he also went downstairs to get takeout. The manager Daisy bought small cakes for the attendees to eat. He also placed the small cakes in front of the department leaders one by one and filled their water glasses.
He sat at the end of the long table, staring at the notebook on the table, and kept writing and drawing in the notebook with a pen. Tian Xin sat next to him, and inadvertently looked at his notebook, and found that it was full of graffiti.
, not the minutes of the meeting. She secretly looked at Zhou Song's face and found that Zhou Song's eyes were unfocused and slightly distracted. He was obviously distracted. He grabbed the pen and scribbled hard on the notebook, drawing irregular and messy shapes.
The graphics and lines seemed to be venting some emotion. He used so much force that the pen tip split in half, and ink beads fell. The ink soaked through the paper and was scratched by the sharp pen tip...
The tearing sound of the pen tip scratching the paper quickly attracted the attention of others. Tian Xin was worried that Daisy would scold Zhou Song when she found out, so she took the pen from Zhou Song's hand and stuffed her ballpoint pen into Zhou Song's hand. Zhou Song
Holding the ballpoint pen, he stood in a daze, as if he suddenly came back to his senses. He looked around and confirmed where he was at this time. Tian Xin saw his abnormal behavior and approached him and asked in a low voice.
: "You didn't get any rest last night, okay? You look so bad."
He did not have a good rest last night. He had insomnia until five o'clock and only slept for more than two hours, but this was not the main reason for his frequent distractions. He put down his pen, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, and said: "I'm fine, thank you.
.”
He wanted to take medicine, so he put his hand into his suit pants and touched it. He found that he didn't bring it with him. The medicine box should be in the drawer of his workstation. He glanced at Daisy who was speaking, pulled up his chair and walked out of the meeting quietly.
He needed to refill tea and water for people in meetings from time to time, so he left the meeting room without attracting anyone's attention.
He returned to his work station, found the pill box and took two pills. Then he slumped down on the chair and rested for a while. He figured it was almost time and got up and walked to the conference room. Halfway through, he remembered that the pill box had just been placed on the table by him.
He didn't put it in the drawer, so he went back and wanted to put the pill box away. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Julie standing at his work station. There was a computer blocking him. He couldn't see what Julie was doing, but he could judge.
It turned out that Julie was acting sneaky. He walked back quickly. When Julie saw him coming back, she quickly came out of his work station and walked towards the department exit.
Zhou Song glanced at the table and found that the medicine box was missing. He immediately guessed that Julie had taken it away and said, "Stop."
Julie pretended not to hear and continued walking forward.
Zhou Song: "I told you to stop!"
Julie stopped, and the colleagues working around her were also startled by him. An older woman asked, "What's wrong, Xiao Zhou?"
Zhou Song ignored her, walked to Julie in two or three steps, and said angrily: "Give me the things back."
Julie pretended to be stupid: "What? I have no idea what you are talking about."
After she finished speaking, she wanted to get around Zhou Song, but Zhou Song grabbed her arm and said, "Take it out!"
Julie screamed: "It hurts! What are you doing? You want to hit someone!"
Zhou Song grabbed her arm hard: "What did you do at my workstation just now? You know exactly what you took!"
Julie wanted to break away from his hand, bared her teeth and said: "Are you saying I stole something? Show me the evidence! What do you have that is worth stealing?"
With a clatter, a medicine box fell from her coat pocket to the ground, and she suddenly became speechless.
Zhou Song stared at her fiercely and bent down to pick up the pill box, but Julie picked it up first and held it high for everyone to see, shouting: "Look, this is for mental illness."
The medicine! I just saw Zhou Song taking two pills. Only the mentally ill take this kind of medicine!"
The people around him had already looked over, and everyone's expressions were intriguing.
Zhou Song's face gradually turned pale, and a layer of scarlet gradually emerged from his eyes. He stretched out his hand towards Julie, gritted his teeth and said, "Give me the medicine back."
Julie sneered: "I saw you yesterday when I was shopping. Did you go to the psychological clinic to see a psychiatrist? Haha, I have a friend who works there, and she said that you had been chatting with the psychiatrist for a long time. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you
If you take this kind of medicine and then see a psychiatrist, are you mentally ill or mentally ill? I have a friend who is a psychiatrist, why don't I introduce him to you?"
She was still chattering, but Zhou Song could no longer hear her. His world became silent and distorted. Julie's face was split into irregular shapes by the air in front of him, and there were several shadows...
..Gradually, Julie's facial features disappeared, and her face turned into a black airflow. The airflow kept rotating and expanding, turning into several sharp fan blades, which shocked everyone in the office.
Crush it into bloody mist.
He stood in the middle of the aisle between two rows of desks. There was a small fruit knife on the table next to him. It was bought by employees for peeling fruit. There was a piece of apple peel stuck to the blade. He was silent.
He stretched out his hand towards the knife without leaving a trace. Just as he touched the handle, his wrist was suddenly grabbed from behind. He turned around and saw Han Feilu.
Han Feilu looked at him with a serious look, moved his hand up his wrist, and finally stopped on his shoulder, hugged his shoulder and walked out. Zhou Song was led out by him in a daze.
As soon as they reached the deserted corridor, the elevator door opened. Liang Xie walked out quickly and went straight to Zhou Song: "Xiao Song, what happened?"
He got the news quickly and rushed over when he learned that Zhou Song was in trouble again.
Zhou Song didn't want to say anything, but Han Feilu had something to say: "Secretary Liang, I have lived for more than thirty years, met many people and experienced many things, but Shaodongjia, a well-known listed company in the country, was arrested in his own company.
This is the first time I have seen someone bullied into such a bird-like manner."
Liang Xie understood it as soon as he heard it. With a dark face, he pushed open the door of the marketing department and strode in. His aura seemed like he was going to kill everyone.
Zhou Song broke away from Han Feilu's arm around him, turned around and leaned against the opposite wall, and asked expressionlessly: "What are you doing here?"
Han Feilu: "Of course I came here only if I have something to do."
Zhou Song: "Looking for me?"
Han Feilu: "I'm not looking for you this time, I'm looking for your secretary."
Zhou Song: "Are you looking for Liang Xie?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Xie came out.
Han Feilu was surprised by his speed: "Is it solved?"
The anger on Liang Xie's face remained: "There is nothing to say, let them go to the human resources department to go through the resignation procedures."
Han Feilu: "Who are they?"
Liang Xie wanted to tell Zhou Song: "The department manager and the few relatives she stuffed in."
Zhou Song still showed no reaction, his expression still cold.
Liang Xie said to Han Feilu: "Officer Han, go to my office to chat."
Han Feilu had already greeted Liang Xie on the way, and Liang Xie specially set aside time to entertain him. Zhou Song was curious about the purpose of Han Feilu's trip, so he followed them upstairs. Fortunately, neither Han Feilu nor Liang Xie were there.
He stopped him, so he sat in Liang Xie's office smoothly.
Liang Xie poured a glass of water for Han Feilu, sat down opposite him, and said, "After you told me on the phone, I went to the human resources department to retrieve his information." As he said that, he handed over a document.
Pass it to Han Feilu.
Zhou Song sat next to Han Feilu and stretched his head to look at the information, only to see a name that seemed familiar to him: "Lu Yiran?"
Han Feilu: "Do you know him?"
Zhou Song was very familiar with this name, and he remembered it as soon as he recalled it. When he first came to work, he encountered two men who came to make trouble, and he even got into a fight with one of them. Afterwards, Liang Xie told him that those two men were
A family member of a former employee of Wanheng Group. The employee suffered a cerebral hemorrhage in the company and died after being sent to the hospital. This person was Lu Yiran.
Zhou Song subconsciously looked at Liang Xiao, who was blowing away the heat in the teacup with a very indifferent expression.
Zhou Songdao: "I've heard that he used to be an employee of the marketing department. Why are you investigating him?"
Han Feilu glanced at two pages and put down the information, saying: "Liu Guanchao and Wu Qiping don't deal with each other, and their disagreement makes Liu Guanchao's accident more likely. I went to the hospital to ask their colleagues, and they have a good relationship with Liu Guanchao.
Several people said that Liu Guanchao and Wu Qiping had a good relationship at first, but since Wu Qiping had an operation, Liu Guanchao became estranged from him."
Zhou Song had a vague premonition: "Is it Lu Yiran's surgery?"
Han Feilu: "Yes. That operation was performed by Wu Qiping, and Liu Guanchao was his assistant."
At this point, Han Feilu stopped and glanced at Liang Xiao intentionally or unintentionally, and then took a sip of water before continuing: "I have read Lu Yiran's information. He suffers from brain cancer. It is a terminal illness. Even if there is no sudden accident,
Death has only a short time."
Zhou Song had never heard of the fact that Lu Yiran had brain cancer before: "Does this matter have something to do with your investigation?"
Han Feilu glanced sideways at Liang Xiao again: "Whether it is related or not, we will find out once we find out."
Liang Xie put down the teacup calmly and said with a smile: "If you need my help, just ask."
Han Feilu: "Then let me tell you straight, what is your relationship with Wu Qiping?"
Liang Xie looked very calm: "Mr. Zhou is suffering from myocarditis. Do you know about this?"
Han Feilu: "Zhou Lingjun?"
Liang Xie: "Yes."
Han Feilu and Zhou Lingjun had a brief conversation in the small square where Shi Wei's accident happened. Zhou Lingjun revealed to him that he was terminally ill. Han Feilu was always impressed: "I know."
Liang Xie said: "Mr. Zhou has been a frequent visitor to the hospital over the years, so I naturally accompany him. Wu Qiping is one of the experts who participated in the consultation, so naturally he and I have gotten to know each other and are considered friends."
Han Feilu: "Do you know what happened to Wu Qiping?"
Liang Xie: "I know. In the Internet age, news always spreads very fast."
Han Feilu: "Has he contacted you since his accident?"
Liang Xieyun smiled lightly and said: "Yes, just yesterday."
Han Feilu also looked at him calmly: "Continue talking."
Liang Xie: “He called me and asked me to help take care of his dog.”
Han Feilu: "Whose mobile phone did he use to call you?"
Liang Xie: "I didn't ask. But I can provide you with the number."
There was a pen holder and a note book on the coffee table. Liang Xiao wrote a string of mobile phone numbers on the note and handed it to Han Feilu.
Han Feilu took the note and glanced at it: "What did he say to you on the phone? Please describe it word for word."
Liang Xie closed the cap of the pen and wiped off a little ink stain on the pad of his thumb with a paper towel: "Liang Xie, don't ask anything. I want to ask you to do me a favor. I have a dog. He is still young.
It needs someone to take care of it. Please help me take care of it. I live in Room 1402, Building B4, Yujing Beiyuan, and the door code is 6439. Please do me this favor, thank you." After saying that, he threw the tissue into the trash can.
, raised his eyes and looked at Han Feilu, "That's all."
Han Feilu admired his calm demeanor in every situation and looked at him silently for a moment and said, "Where is the dog?"
Liang Xie: "What?"
Han Feilu: "Where is Wu Qiping's dog?"
Liang Xie: “At my house.”
The office door was suddenly pushed open. Several people turned around and saw Zhou Lingjun standing at the door.
Zhou Song stood up first and said: "Brother."
Han Feilu raised his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Lingjun came to see Liang Xie. Unexpectedly, there were so many people sitting in the office. He stood at the door and paused for a moment, then closed the door and walked in. He stretched out his hand to Han Feilu and said, "Officer Han."
Han Feilu shook hands with him: "Excuse me for interrupting, Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Lingjun smiled and said: "No, please sit down."
Han Feilu sat back on the sofa, and Zhou Lingjun also sat next to Liang Xiao. He looked at Zhou Song and then at Liang Xiao, and asked with a smile: "Officer Han, what can I do?"
Han Feilu glanced at Liang Xiao and said, "I'm looking for Wu Qiping's dog."
Zhou Lingjun didn't understand: "What?"
Han Feilu looked at Liang Xiao and said with a smile: "Secretary Liang, didn't you bring the dog home? Why didn't Mr. Zhou know about it?"
Liang Xiao secretly gritted his teeth, then showed a calm smile, turned his head and said to Zhou Lingjun: "Orange is Wu Qiping's dog, I forgot to tell you."
Han Feilu said again: "Mr. Zhou, do you know about Wu Qiping?"
Zhou Lingjun is deaf to new things on the Internet. Unless he asks himself, no one dares to tell him the strange news and gossip. "Are you talking about Dr. Wu? What happened to him?"
Han Feilu: "It's a long story, so I'll make it short. Wu Qiping is now a fugitive suspect, and our police are tracking his whereabouts. As a result, we found out that he contacted your secretary yesterday."
Zhou Lingjun looked at Liang Xie with a serious expression: "Ah Xie, what's going on?"
Liang Xie: "I just explained to Officer Han that he asked me to help take care of his dog. So I——"
Before he finished speaking, Han Feilu interrupted him forcefully: "There is also Lu Yiran."
Zhou Lingjun: "Lu Yiran? Is he a former marketing employee of our company?"
Han Feilu: "Yes, that's him. In February this year, he was sent to the hospital due to cerebral hemorrhage. Wu Qiping performed the operation on him. The operation failed, and Lu Yiran died on the operating table."
Zhou Lingjun: "I know about this matter. After Lu Yiran's death, our company paid all the funeral expenses and compensation to the family of the deceased. Is Officer Han here for Lu Yiran's subsequent compensation?"
Han Feilu: "Follow-up compensation? No, no, no, Mr. Zhou misunderstood. I came because this operation is a bit strange."
Zhou Song, who had been silent until now, heard Han Feilu's words and couldn't help but ask: "What's weird? Didn't Lu Yiran die of cerebral hemorrhage?"
Han Feilu looked around and read each of their expressions: "Wu Qiping is the chief surgeon, that's what he said. But he also has a deputy, Liu Guanchao, who doesn't think so."
Zhou Lingjun became even more confused when he heard this: "Officer Han, please speak frankly."
Han Feilu: "After Lu Yiran's operation, a nurse heard Wu Qiping and Liu Guanchao arguing in the locker room. The general content of their argument was that the amount of bleeding when Lu Yiran was sent to the hospital was not very large, and conservative treatment or treatment could be used.
It was minimally invasive, but Wu Qiping chose to open his brain. Liu Guanchao believed that this solution was one of the main reasons that led to Lu Yiran's death despite the small and controlled cerebral hemorrhage."
Zhou Lingjun: "If this is the case, I am afraid that Dr. Wu Qiping's mistake in choosing a treatment plan must be blamed. Dr. Wu's mistake was ultimately paid by Lu Yiran's family and our company. Strictly speaking, our company is also a victim."
Han Feilu: "I think so too, so the truth about Lu Yiran's death is very important to your company, but there are people in your company who clearly knew that Lu Yiran might have died from the wrong choice of surgical plan, but kept silent. Isn't this deliberately hurting your company?"
The company’s reputation?”
Zhou Lingjun looked grim: "Who are you referring to?"
Han Feilu stretched out his hand to Liang Xie and said, "This is your secretary."
Liang Xie met everyone's gaze and smiled calmly: "Why did Officer Han say this?"
Han Feilu: "After Lu Yiran's operation, Liu Guanchao came to you and told you about it, but you didn't pursue it and never made it public. Why is that?"
Zhou Song felt more and more confused when he heard this: "How do you know that Liu Guanchao told Brother Ah Xie about this?"
Han Feilu: "We retrieved the internal surveillance video of the hospital on the day of Lu Yiran's surgery. The person who accompanied Lu Yiran to the hospital that day was Liang Xie. The camera captured it at 3:12 p.m., half an hour after the operation, when Liu Guanchao took Liang
Xiao took him to the stairwell and told him about Wu Qiping's wrong choice of treatment plan. Secretary Liang, do you want to deny this?"
Liang Xie: "I won't deny it, but I want to explain it."
Han Feilu: "You can start."
Liang Xie looked at Zhou Lingjun and said: "Liu Guanchao did tell me about this at that time, and I also asked Wu Qiping about it. Wu Qiping and Liu Guanchao each had different opinions. Wu Qiping thought that there was nothing wrong with his operation, and Liu Guanchao was lying.
At that time, Lu Yiran was in critical condition and could only undergo a craniotomy, but Liu Guanchao made a wrong judgment due to his lack of experience. I also went to the dean, and the dean also supported Wu Qiping's approach."
Han Feilu: "But why didn't you question Wu Qiping at all? Don't you know that if it is confirmed that Lu Yiran died due to Wu Qiping's surgical error, your company can avoid a large amount of compensation and restore its reputation?"
Liang Xie smiled and said: "I was thinking about the company. Lu Yiran was dead at that time, and his family members needed to be comforted rather than reasoned with the facts. If you don't want to make the matter bigger, you can only settle the matter as soon as possible. Besides, there were many media outlets at the time.
Watching us, if we have the slightest tendency to shirk responsibility, the media will add fuel to the fire and report it, which will damage the company's image even more? The most important thing at that time was to calm down the storm and reduce the impact on the company. As for the compensation, even if
For humanitarian reasons, our company will also provide compensation to Lu Yiran’s family.”
Although his reasons were reasonable, Han Feilu would not let him go easily: "After that incident, you and Wu Qiping had close contacts. You-"
Zhou Lingjun, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly interrupted Han Feilu: "Officer Han, Ah Xie has already explained it very clearly. I believe he will not do anything detrimental to the company. As for Wu Qiping's matter, until you find him hiding Wu Qiping's whereabouts
Before the evidence is provided, he cannot provide you with any help." After saying that, Liang Xiao stood up and stretched out his hand to Han Feilu, smiling: "He is going to meet with the partners with me now, and today's conversation can only end here. Goodbye.
, Officer Han.”
Zhou Song was heartbroken. He had never seen Zhou Lingjun being rude in front of outsiders, let alone driving away the police. But when it came to protecting Liang Xie, Zhou Lingjun did his part.
Han Feilu sat on the sofa and looked at Zhou Lingjun's hand stretched out in front of him. He first adjusted a fake smile, then held his hand and stood up, smiling: "Then see you next time."
Han Feilu left neatly, and Zhou Song hurriedly said: "Brother, I'll see him off."
Zhou Song followed Han Feilu out and closed the door. Zhou Lingjun and Liang Xie were left in the office.
Liang Xie picked up the two disposable water cups used on the table and walked to the window sill. There were several pots of green plants on the windowsill. He poured the water in the cups into the pots.
"What's going on?" Zhou Lingjun asked sternly.
Liang Xiao stared at the succulent flowers in the basin coldly. After pouring out the water in the cup, he rubbed the cup twice and threw it into the trash can. But when he turned to face Zhou Lingjun, he showed a relaxed smile: "I
I was still wondering, I was just helping Wu Qiping take care of the dog, and Han Feilu came to find me."
Zhou Lingjun: "I'm talking about Lu Yiran, why have you never told me about this?"
Liang Xie walked up to him and found that the tie around his neck was a little crooked, so he neatly arranged it for him: "There are not so many important people in the world, and there are not so many important things. I will not treat something that is insignificant."
Let me tell you my troubles."
Zhou Lingjun: "Human life is at stake, how can it be irrelevant?"
Liang Xie: "It also depends on whose life it is."
Zhou Lingjun felt inexplicably uneasy: "You have something to hide from me?"
Liang Xie always avoided his gaze and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't hide anything from you." He took out his mobile phone and walked to the window, "Let Xiao Song apologize to Han Feilu on my behalf.
, we have not treated you well today, and it will be troublesome if the police take revenge."
He said he was apologizing to Han Feilu, but the message he sent to Zhou Song had a completely different meaning.
When Zhou Song followed Han Feilu out of the office building, he received a message from Liang Xie: Tell Han Feilu to contact me privately in the future and not to come to the company again. If I alarm my brother again, please forgive me for not accompanying him again.