The heavy rain has been going on day and night for two days, and the road is covered with water. The sounds of pedestrians and vehicles seem extremely small and helpless amidst the majestic rain. A thin flash of lightning flashes from time to time in the cloudy sky. This
The rainstorm seemed to have no beginning and no end and would never stop.
An eight or nine-year-old boy squatted in the corner of an open-air parking lot not far from the hospital. He was huddled next to a bush. The gray hoodie on his body had been soaked by the rain. His lips were purple from the cold and he was thin.
His body was trembling, but his eyes were shining like a hunting cub. He looked at every car in the parking lot one by one, as if looking for his prey. Finally, he locked on a black Escalade.
He didn't know the name of the car. He only recognized the logo on the front and knew it was a very expensive car.
That's it. He bent over and hugged his belly, lowered his head and walked quickly through the parking lot, walked to the Escalade, took out a big stone from his coat, and looked around warily. There were only a few pedestrians around.
A few of them were rushing away in a hurry, and no one noticed him. So he raised the stone with both hands and smashed it against the rear window of the car.
The first hit didn't break it, but he hit it a second time, and the car window was smashed to pieces with a clang. He threw the stone, stepped on the car tire and skillfully got into the car through the window, and picked up a black hand from the seat.
He grabbed his handbag and climbed out of the car window. After he succeeded, he ran immediately, but he chose the wrong direction. After a few steps, he collided head-on with a man in a black suit. He hit the man and the man grabbed him.
She grabbed his shoulders, slapped him in the face without any reason, then grabbed the bag in his hand and threw him to the ground.
He wiped the rain off his face and looked forward. There were several men in suits standing in front of him. The man who slapped him just now was wearing headphones and had a strong build. He looked like a bodyguard he had seen in a TV series. He was struck by this
The man in the middle of several men was very young and looked like a teenager. He was wearing a large black windbreaker, and the white hospital clothes worn by hospital patients were exposed from the windbreaker. A middle-aged man stood beside him and held an umbrella for him.
, he stood under the umbrella, his figure erect.
The middle-aged man holding the umbrella asked: "Is there anything missing from the bag?"
The bodyguard opened the bag, looked at it, and said, "No. Uncle Cang, what should I do with this child?"
The man called Uncle Cang looked at the child very indifferently and said: "Contact his parents."
The boy broke his elbow when he fell. He covered his arm and sat in the pouring rain, saying, "You can't find my parents. They are dead."
The young man standing under the umbrella was very pale, and his face was as pale as if it were made of white mud. His lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but he gathered the strength to say: "Where did you come from?"
The boy looked up at him and thought he was good-looking, but he was weak and pale, like a sick man, "I ran away from Lantian Welfare Home."
The young man asked him: "What's your name?"
The boy said: "Tell me what your name is first."
He chuckled, then coughed for a while, and said, "My name is Zhou Lingjun, what's yours?"
The boy said: "My surname is Liang, just like the dean. I don't have a name."
Uncle Cang was afraid that he would catch a cold and urged him to get back to the car quickly. The group of people passed by the boy and soon stopped when Zhou Lingjun stopped. Zhou Lingjun turned around and saw the boy still sitting in the rain.
, grinning and rubbing his injured arm.
"You're wet. Come home with me and change clothes."
In Liang Xie's memory, Zhou Lingjun only used one sentence to pick him up and take him home. However, Zhou Lingjun said that he was very stubborn and refused to get in the car. He persuaded him for a long time before he got in the car. What happened that year? Liang Xie has already
He couldn't remember clearly, but he was willing to believe that Zhou Lingjun's words were more accurate, because if he had to choose again, he would definitely go with Zhou Lingjun. Later he found out that that day was the day Zhou Lingjun was discharged from the hospital after surgery.
According to Zhou Lingjun himself, he had just saved a life from the operating table and was anxious to accumulate merit, otherwise he would not have picked up a little stray dog and take it home. As for this dog, he is talented and intelligent. He can teach everything and learn everything quickly. It is an accident.
Zhou Lingjun quickly decided to take Liang Xie out of the orphanage and bring him up with him. Liang Xie did not disappoint him. While his peers were still preparing for the college entrance examination, he had already completed the university course. After graduation, he returned to Wanheng
Working for Zhou Lingjun, everything is very logical.
The road was congested during the morning rush hour, and a black Bentley was stuck in the traffic, moving very slowly. Liang Xiao looked at the surrounding traffic impatiently, tapping the steering wheel with his left index finger. He looked back through the rearview mirror.
, seeing Zhou Lingjun sitting in the back seat flipping through a document, he said: "Don't read it in the car, you will feel dizzy again soon."
Zhou Lingjun accepted the advice very much, put down the documents, took off his glasses and looked out the window, and found that the road was still blocked, "What day is it today?"
Liang Xie: "What happened on Thursday?"
Zhou Lingjun thought for a moment and said, "Send him home for dinner this Saturday. You can make arrangements."
Liang Xie: "If you can't do it on Saturday, let's do it on Sunday. You have to meet Dr. Xu on Saturday."
Zhou Lingjun: "It's a consultation again?"
The road was finally opened, and Liang Xie drove through the intersection, the car moving extremely smoothly, "Yes, several experts from other provinces are here to hold a symposium, and we will organize a consultation. You have to be present."
Zhou Lingjun put his glasses back on and smiled lightly, with a helpless and cold smile: "I have taken hundreds, if not thousands, of X-rays, and all the medical records are complete. Why do I have to be present? Unless I am lying on the operating table and being
Cut open your belly and show your internal organs one by one, otherwise there is no point in them seeing me."
Liang Xie was very dissatisfied with his tone of following the trend without fear of life or death, frowned and said: "Can you say this less often? It's best not to say a word. No one will feel comfortable listening to it except you."
Zhou Lingjun looked out the window in silence. The car stopped again at the last two hundred meters away from the company. He sighed: "Why is it blocked again?"
The car happened to be next to the roadside. Zhou Lingjun opened the door and got out of the car, saying: "I'll walk over, you drive slowly."
He walked into the office building with the crowd and met Zhou Song in the lobby on the first floor. Zhou Song was standing next to a turnstile, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and groping around himself with the other. It seemed that he could not find his employee card. There were no employees.
He couldn't get through the turnstile, and he didn't recognize any of the people passing by him one after another, so he was blocked outside for a while.
Zhou Lingjun picked up an employee tag two or three steps behind him, walked over and said, "You dropped it and didn't notice it?"
When Zhou Song saw him, he hesitated for a moment between the two titles of 'General Manager' and 'Big Brother', and quickly chose the former: "General Manager"
Zhou Lingjun used his employee card to open the turnstile, passed through first, then threw the sign to him and walked forward. Zhou Song also passed through the passage, two steps behind and followed Zhou Lingjun. There were three elevators that needed to be queued, and Zhou Lingjun found one
After getting into the elevator with the least number of people, he saw Zhou Song following him out of the corner of his eye, and asked, "Why didn't you come to work yesterday?"
Zhou Song: "I have something to do and I'm asking for leave."
Zhou Lingjun raised his wrist to check the time, and said in an indifferent tone: "Every fisherman works for three days first, and then basks in the net for two days. It's a good thing for you, you will be absent from work on the second day of work. I hope you will be serious and responsible in your work. I ask too much of you.
Gao, before you learn how to do things, you should first learn how to fish."
Zhou Song didn't defend himself, and he didn't bother to defend himself. He lowered his head slightly and made a sign of being taught.
Suddenly there was a commotion behind him. Zhou Song turned around and saw two men, one old and one young, pushing and shoving the security guard and shouting something. Before he could hear clearly, he saw the young man pointing at this place.
Side, shouting: "There he is!"
The man jumped over the turnstile nimbly and walked straight over: "I've been blocking you for several days, and you finally showed up!"
Zhou Song saw that his target was Zhou Lingjun, so he stood in front of Zhou Lingjun without thinking, "Who are you looking for?"
Man: "I'm looking for your boss! Mr. Zhou, you are not done with killing my cousin! Don't think you can get rid of us with just a few stinky money. Let me tell you, if you don't compensate us 500,000 yuan, I will sue you."
you!"
The man whined and tried to get past Zhou Song, but Zhou Song blocked him without giving an inch, put his hand on his chest, and shouted: "Stay back! Security!"
The two security guards were hugged by the old man's thighs, unable to escape.
The man pushed Zhou Song hard on the shoulder. Zhou Song fell back a few steps and the coffee in his hand fell to the ground. The man cursed: "Get out! It's none of your business!"
Zhou Song was burned by the spilled coffee. He shook the coffee in his hand hard and punched the man in the cheek! He was not exactly a playboy, because he was kidnapped in his childhood and his family forced him to learn
Although he didn't learn self-defense carefully, he was taught it by the national Sanda champion. This skill was enough to deal with one or two street gangsters.
The man was punched and became furious. He rushed forward and started fighting with Zhou Song. Zhou Song didn't let him get close. He dodged and defended while keeping his hands measured. But the man was very difficult to deal with. He was several times fatter than Zhou Song.
He also had a bit of uncontrollable strength, so he quickly regained some of the losses he had suffered, and slapped Zhou Song on the face. Zhou Song took a slap in the face, and his eyes were on fire, and he couldn't leave any room for it.
He kicked the man, chased him, straddled him and punched him two more times.
The two security guards finally got rid of the uncle and came, followed by Liang Xie. As soon as Liang Xie stopped the car, an accident broke out in the lobby. He ran over quickly, pulled Zhou Song away, and asked the security guards to pull him away.
The man rushed out.
The corner of Zhou Song's mouth was broken and his face was swollen. When Zhou Lingjun saw his miserable appearance, he immediately took out his mobile phone to call the police and transferred the two of them to the police. Zhou Lingjun had a morning meeting to hold, so he told Liang Xie to take Zhou Song there.
At the hospital, I took the elevator upstairs.
Zhou Song didn't want to go to the hospital, and felt that going to the hospital after being slapped would be too much of a fuss. So Liang Xie took him to the terrace above the marketing department. This is where employees relax at noon, and people often have lunch here.
Liang Xie found a medical kit, disinfected the corners of his broken lips, and said with a smile, "I almost forgot that you can do some kung fu."
Zhou Song's skin was white, and the redness and swelling on his face were particularly obvious. He pulled his hair behind his ears and held a frozen water bottle to reduce the swelling on his face. "Who was that person just now?"
Liang Xie: “A family member of an employee.”
Zhou Song: "That employee died?"
Liang Xie raised his eyes and looked at him, took out a band-aid and a pair of scissors, and carefully trimmed the band-aid: "Yes, an employee in the marketing department died suddenly at work six months ago. The company paid 600,000 yuan, and the eldest brother paid privately.
Two hundred thousand. But this family is greedy and demanding, and what happened today has happened many times. We will not give in this time. If they dare to cause trouble again, we will see them in court. I will not only let them get another
It’s less than a penny, and they have to spit out the money they got before.”
Insatiable greed and endless demands, this is what Liang Xie said about the family members of the deceased. Zhou Song suddenly felt that Liang Xie was a little strange, and it was a little different from the impression he had left on him before. Liang Xie used to be a very kind person, and he knew how to stand up best.
Thinking from the perspective of a vulnerable group. Now it is not that Liang Xie is not kind, he is just more like a decisive businessman. But Zhou Song thought about it carefully and understood him. It must be that only this method can help Zhou Lingjun manage a
A huge corporate empire.
Zhou Song asked: "What's that person's name?"
Liang Xie focused on trimming the band-aids and was very disapproving: "Why are you asking these questions?"
Zhou Song: "I want to know."
Liang Xie cut the transparent band-aid into a thin strip and put it on the corner of Zhou Song's mouth. He took the water bottle in Zhou Song's hand and turned it around to apply it on his face, saying: "His name is Lu Yiran. The ones who made trouble just now were his cousin and
Dad." He looked at Zhou Song's thoughtful face and smiled, "Don't talk about this, these things have nothing to do with you. By the way, why did you call me the night before yesterday? I was taking a shower and didn't answer the call.
"
Zhou Song smiled appropriately: "I dialed by mistake. The phone was in my pocket and I accidentally scratched it."
Liang Xie saw that he had reservations and didn't want to say more, so he stopped asking, "Then what did you do yesterday? Why did you ask for leave?"
Zhou Song was silent for a moment and then said: "I feel a little uncomfortable. Let's rest at home."
This is not a lie. He was indeed very uncomfortable yesterday. He felt very tired when he woke up early in the morning. He vomited whatever he ate or drank. He could probably guess the reason. It was just that the wine he drank the night before was not clean and he was added to the list.
He had taken something. And he had been taking psychotropic drugs for many years, which made him resistant to some banned drugs. The side effects were dizziness, fatigue and vomiting. He was seriously drunk. He didn’t know when the symptoms started. He only knew that he woke up the next day.
I was lying on the bed in my bedroom, not even remembering how I got back last night.
Yesterday morning, when he woke up, he was very thirsty and his legs were sore. He staggered out of the bedroom and saw Sister Cai cleaning up the living room. When Sister Cai saw that he was awake, she asked him to drink a glass of lemonade on the table to sober up.
He sat down to drink water. Halfway through, he felt something was wrong and asked Sister Cai how she knew he had been drinking.
Sister Cai said: "The young man named Han told me and told me to make you a glass of lemonade to relieve your hangover."
Zhou Song hadn't fully woken up yet, his head was full of mush, he bit the edge of the glass and was confused for a while, and said: "The surname is Han? Han Feilu?"
Sister Cai: "I don't know. He didn't say his name. He just said his surname was Han. I chatted with him for a while. This young man is a nice guy."
Zhou Song looked around in the living room: "Where are the others?"
Sister Cai: "I'm leaving, I just left. You were drunk last night, so I took care of you all night. He didn't leave until I came."
Zhou Song didn't remember that Han Feilu actually went to pick him up, let alone that Han Feilu took care of him for the whole night. He wanted to call Han Feilu to ask about the situation, but the call was hung up and he sent a WeChat message instead: You
Did you really pick me up last night?
Soon, Han Feilu replied, only with words, but Zhou Song could see the gnashing of his teeth between the lines.
Han Feilu: I didn’t pick you up, why did you sleepwalk back home?
Zhou Song ignored his foul language and asked again: "You didn't leave all night?"
Han Feilu was probably angry, so he dialed the phone directly and said: "Master, I don't want to stay at your house, but you wake up once an hour on average, and you vomit for half an hour each time, and you need water after vomiting.
Drink, fall asleep after drinking, sleep for a while and then wake up and vomit. How do I leave? What if you choke to death if I leave? What if you hold the toilet and drink and vomit again? "
These words gradually became disgusting. Zhou Song frowned and defended in a low voice: "I don't know how."
Han Feilu: "All in all, your sofa is very comfortable. I am grateful to you."
Zhou Song coughed dryly: "Thank you."
Han Feilu: "You're welcome. The police are the people's servants. If the people's servants have some unflattering advice, just listen to it."
Zhou Song: "What?"
Han Feilu: "If you can't drink wine, drink less. Self-awareness is very important. Not to mention that your wine taste is so bad."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Zhou Song choked at him and felt unhappy. He dropped the phone and folded his arms to sulk. The hangover effects soon struck him, so he took it upon himself to take a day off, and didn't wait until the next day.
come to work.
Liang Xie was very busy, and within a short time on the terrace, he had already received four or five calls. He took out his mobile phone and walked away to answer the call. Before he could say a few words, Zhou Lingjun's female assistant came to find him, pushed open the glass door and said: "
Secretary Liang, people from the headhunting company are here, and they want to see Mr. Zhou."
Liang Xie: "You receive the reception first, I'll be there right away."
He hung up the phone hastily and returned to Zhou Song. Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Song preempted him: "I'm fine, you go and do your work."
Liang Xie nodded: "Then I'll go up, call me if you need anything." He walked to the door, turned around and said, "Go to work honestly today, and you are not allowed to miss work or leave early. Otherwise, I will deduct your salary."
After leaving the terrace, Liang Xie went to take the elevator. On the way, his cell phone rang again. It was a call from 'Wu Qiping'. He looked at his cell phone with dark eyes and walked into the elevator before answering: "Hello?"
Wu Qiping: "Lu Yiran's family came to see me just now."
Liang Xie: “Why are we looking for you?”
Wu Qiping: "Ask me about the details of Lu Yiran's surgery and... the real cause of Lu Yiran's death."
Liang Xie: "What did you say?"
Wu Qiping: "What can I say? He died of a cerebral hemorrhage. When the head was cut open, the blood had already overflowed into the skull cavity. He could not be saved." He lowered his voice and said anxiously, "The question is why did they suddenly ask about the details of the operation?"
Liang Xie's voice was deep and he said coldly: "You did the surgery, you ask me?" He thought calmly for a moment and then said, "Check all the people who participated in the surgery at that time. Someone may have leaked the news."
Wu Qiping: "How to check this? If no one is found, what should we do if we are exposed first?"
The elevator door opened and Liang Xiao walked out. A female employee passing by said hello to him: "Secretary Liang."
Liang Xie smiled and nodded, passing by the female employee, her face suddenly turned cold again: "Why are you panicking? As long as you bite the bullet and there will be no problem with the operation, Lu Yiran's body has been turned into ashes. If there is no proof of death, who can do it?"
Overturn the verdict? I asked you to check the people around you to make things easier in the future."
Wu Qiping: "...Okay, I'll try."
Liang Xie hung up the phone, walked quickly into the general manager's office, opened the door and said: "Brother."
Zhou Lingjun was sitting behind a huge desk reviewing documents, holding a pen and swiping his signature: "The headhunters are in the conference room. I'll give you thirty minutes to send them off. Follow me to the new product meeting at eleven o'clock."
Liang Xie: "You want to go to the new product meeting? Then I will arrange it immediately."
Zhou Lingjun did not raise his head, but waved his hand outward, signaling Liang Xie to go out. Liang Xie closed the door and walked to the conference room. The female assistant followed him with a document, "Secretary Liang, this is the list of talents recommended by the headhunter."
Liang Xie took the information and kept walking: "President Zhou has decided to attend the new product meeting at the last minute. Please contact the venue as soon as possible."
Assistant: "Okay, I understand."
Liang Xie put on a polite smile in a blink of an eye and strode into the conference room: "Mr. Liu, Mr. Xu, I'm sorry for keeping you two waiting for so long."