sinovels Chapter 108
Chapter 108
Rewind the time to two hours ago.
Holding an umbrella sponsored by Cherry, Tan Qing just climbed into the back seat of the car.
What was originally just a drizzle of rain soon became heavier.
The driver in the driver's seat, Lao Liu, started the car and turned on the wipers: "Mr. Tan, are you going home now?"
Tan Qing took out her mobile phone from her pocket: "Come back, stop for me when you pass by the vegetable market, I'm going to buy two old hens for He Mingyu to cook ginseng chicken soup for me when I come home at night."
Lao Liu: "..."
What kind of ginseng chicken soup does a big man drink.
We dare not say, and we dare not ask.
Old Liu reversed the car out of the garage: "Come on. Mr. Tan, fasten your seat belt, we're going back."
Shengjing Entertainment was still some distance away from the villa that He Mingyu and Tan Qing had just moved to, and it took nearly an hour when they first came here.
Now driving back, it happened to be raining heavily.
The traffic on the road was stuck in a solid jam, and it had been blocked since the first few intersections.
The drainage system in the third ring road of J City is not well done.
Not long after the heavy rain fell, the accumulated water on the road became puddles and puddles.
Bean-sized raindrops fell from the thick clouds and hit the window glass, and then fell along the smooth edge of the glass to accumulate in the puddles of the wet asphalt road.
The sky was gray from the horizon.
It is clearly the time when the sun shines the strongest in the afternoon, but even the sky is dark due to the heavy rain.
It looks really depressing from a distance.
The three traffic lights have been blocked for almost four and ten minutes.
The heavy rain did not stop, but there was a somewhat bigger trend.
There was only a shallow layer of water left on the ground and began to flow over the soles of passers-by's shoes, and the buzzing of car horns was intermingled with the sound of pattering rain.
Tan Qing was bored sitting in the back seat, shaking her feet and supporting her head, glanced at the raindrops on the car window, and fiddled with her phone for a while.
I wanted to play two games, but I was afraid of being scolded, so I was super cowardly and withdrew.
Then he opened the chat software and sent a series of messages to He Mingyu.
5 minutes.
did not return.
10 minutes.
Still didn't return.
Tan Qing turned the phone over and looked at it twice in displeasure, and said to Old Liu affirmatively: "He Mingyu won't reply to my messages anymore, he must have other vixen outside!"
Lao Liu: "..."
Old Liu naturally couldn't understand how true Tan Qing's vixen was, so he could only say two good words for He Mingyu: "Mr. Tan, don't worry, Mr. He may be busy at the company today. Look, doesn't he want to go back? Shall I make you chicken soup?"
Tan Qing changed her posture again in the back seat, and sighed deeply: "Oh, men are fickle carrots."
Lao Liu: "..."
Lao Liu, who has obtained the secret book of Lin Yu's true biography, firmly adheres to the unshakable belief of never saying much, never doing much, and standing firm with the CP of the boss and his wife.
Steadily drove the car at a snail-like speed and passed through an intersection with difficulty, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Mr. Tan, you will arrive at the supermarket in five intersections. In addition to buying old hens, you also need to buy other things. something?"
Tan Qing honestly shook her head: "No, but if old hens are cheap, I'll buy three."
Lao Liu: "..."
Why don't you ask your boss to open a chicken farm for you?
wrong.
I heard gossip from other employees before, and there really is one.
Not just chickens.
There are also ducks.
Old Liu's face was full of deep contemplation, and he didn't notice the increasing rain outside for a while.
until a few minutes later.
A pale lightning bolt pierced the almost pitch-black half of the sky.
A dull thunderstorm followed immediately.
Before the cars and pedestrians stuck at the intersection reacted——
An old tree with luxuriant foliage in the roadside green belt was struck by lightning.
The thick branches were cut off in the middle, and the half with the crown fell straight to the side of the road.
The car parked in the temporary parking space on the side of the road was immediately unlucky, and the roof was crushed.
Fortunately, there seemed to be no one in the car.
The place where the tree fell was not far from where they were blocked.
Old Liu watched nervously for a long time before retracting his gaze, and subconsciously complained to Tan Qing who was sitting in the back seat of the car: "Mr. Tan, look at the weather, how can there be so much rain in J City this season in previous years, it's strange Really!"
After this period of contact, Lao Liu had already discovered that Tan Qing was actually a very talkative person, and he didn't have such a cold aura as He Mingyu.
Originally, I thought that Tan Qing would definitely pick up the conversation.
However, dozens of seconds passed, and Tan Qing, who was sitting in the back row, didn't say a word.
An extremely rare silence.
Lao Liu was stunned for a while, then turned around and glanced at Tan Qing.
It was found that the person who was playing with the mobile phone was staring at the fallen tree outside the window without blinking.
It seems to be thinking about something, and it seems to be a little dazed.
Old Liu pondered in his heart how much Tan Qing was favored by He Mingyu, thinking that he was frightened because he was too delicate: "Mr. Tan, don't worry, our car is protected from lightning and rain, and the roof is bigger than that. This small car is much stronger, even if it is hit by a tree, we will never be crushed!"
Tan Qing just came back to her senses.
He frowned, didn't speak, and leaned forward to look at the window twice.
The rainwater that cannot be digested by the groundwater circulation system accumulates deeper and deeper on the road, making it turbid.
And the moment Tan Qing looked out the window.
Several thunders fell again.
The gloomy sky is like a patient with old wounds torn apart by rolling thunder, bringing out a depressing and dull roar.
The traffic was stuck in the road, motionless.
Old Liu was struck by several lightning strikes and he also murmured in his heart: "Mr. Tan, why do you think that the thunder always falls on our side!? How dangerous is this? Don't you think so?"
Tan Qing quietly retracted her head from the window, and finally said: "Yes, God will never open his eyes, why did he just hit this way."
Old Liu is from the generation behind He Qi, and he is more or less superstitious, so he hurriedly interrupted Tan Qing: "Hey Mr. Tan, I dare not say that. Listen up."
Tan Qing: "..."
Forget it.
Don't be angry with humans.
Tan Qing let herself go, lowered her head, and dialed He Mingyu's number twice.
No way.
I glanced at WeChat.
I didn't reply to the chat I sent before.
Tan Qing raised her head angrily, and saw in the rearview mirror that I was super unhappy written all over her face.
But Lao Liu said again: "Mr. Tan is very young this year, isn't he? Uncle used to be a DANG member. Don't think that uncle told you things that are not in line with socialism. It's just some things. We'd rather believe it than not Believe it or not. You listen to my uncle's persuasion, let's bah bah bah!"
Tan Qing: "..."
Tan Qing wanted to eat people after hearing this.
Thunder and lightning and rainstorm.
The orange-red Bugatti that He Mingyu gave him finally moved past a traffic light.
Maybe it's the impact of extreme weather, or maybe it's too long a traffic jam.
Tan Qing became more and more upset and irritable.
He lowered his head and flipped through Weibo for a while, then stuffed his phone into his pocket.
He suddenly asked Old Liu, "Uncle Liu, if you are a full-time driver like you, if you are struck by lightning on the road, does it count as a work-related injury?"
Old Liu: "...Forget it, forget it?"
The point is that there is no precedent for this.
Tan Qing got the answer from Old Liu, and immediately said, "Will He Mingyu have to pay for a work-related injury?"
Lao Liu: "..."
Lao Liu really felt that he would not be struck by lightning when he went out in such a bad luck, but he had to answer: "It should be the company's legal department to solve it..."
Wouldn't that mean another payment from the legal department?
Tan Qing thought for a while with a complicated and extremely stingy expression.
She curled her lips pettyly: "Oh... He Mingyu has worked so hard to make money, so let's not make him lose money."
After all, it is already an adult nine-tailed fox.
One fox does one thing and one fox does it.
I just don't know if I suddenly disappeared...
Will He Mingyu be sad?
But it's better to be sad than to be implicated.
Human beings are too fragile to be hacked.
Having made a decision, Tan Qing knocked on the back of Lao Liu's driver's seat: "Uncle Liu, please unlock the car door, I have something to do temporarily, I'll get out of the car and go by myself."
Old Liu didn't quite understand what Tan Qing muttered in the last sentence, but he did hear this sentence clearly.
Immediately stunned: "Mr. Tan, it's raining so hard outside, where are you going?"
Tan Qing casually pointed in the direction: "My friend has a shop there, I'll go to his shop for a while. Just wait and drive back by yourself!"
Old Liu hesitated: "This... Mr. Tan, you are alone..."
Tan Qing shook her head: "It's okay, just open the door."
I don't know if I can go back and take another look at Xiao Zaizi and He Mingyu.
Anyway, few big monsters end well.
Thousands of years of life, the history of the past and the present, and the lessons learned from the past, Tan Qing has always been calm about life and death.
It's just that at the end of the day, I suddenly found that I was still a bit reluctant.
It's not a dissatisfaction with the world.
just.
To hell with his grandfather.
Tan Qing pursed her lips unhappily, and added to Old Liu, "But if I haven't gone back when you meet He Mingyu when you go back, remember to let him take care of the little boy and himself. "
Lao Liu: "..."
Say it like how long are you going to play.
For an ordinary big traffic jam, it is actually normal to get out of the car and walk around.
Although the weather is extremely bad, since Tan Qing said that there is a shop opened by a friend on the side of the road——
Lao Liu didn't think much about it, and after struggling for a few seconds, he pushed the car door open.
But the moment the car door was pushed open by Tan Qing.
A thunder explosion seemed to come as promised, and it went straight to Lao Liu's ear.
That thunderbolt was bigger than any one that had been cut down before, like a sharp boning knife tore apart hearing and vision.
Old Liu, who had been trained in the army, almost thought it was a bomb explosion, and leaned forward out of training instinct.
Holding his hands in front of his head, the whole person was close to the steering wheel, making the best defensive posture.
After a brief tinnitus.
Ray stopped.
Nothing happened in Lao Liu's driver's seat.
He was in a daze for two seconds, straightened up, and before he was fully conscious, he suddenly remembered Tan Qing who had just pushed the door on the back seat and got off the car.
Almost terrifying thunder!
Old Liu was covered in cold sweat immediately, and glanced stiffly at the back seat.
The back seat was empty, even the doors were properly closed.
Lao Liu's scalp went numb, and a thousand and ten thousand terrible ways to die instantly flooded his mind.
Sit in the car and forcefully calm down for a moment.
Old Liu shook the steering wheel firmly, pushed open the door on the driver's side and got out of the car.
Calm and calm.
There was neither blood nor fallen people on either side of the car.
Lao Liu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the direction of the corner of the road. There were indeed a few shops there that were still open.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Tan walked quite fast.
Sooner or later, you won't be struck by lightning.
Old Liu panted for the remaining half of the rice and returned to the car, then restarted the car.
The engine failed to fire after starting it twice, probably because it was scared by thunder and split the fork.
Lao Liu had no choice but to call road rescue for help, and then waited where he was.
This wait.
I just waited for my boss's call.
When He Mingyu asked him indifferently where Tan Qing had gone.
When they turned upside down several shops on the roadside under the rain, they couldn't find Tan Qing's figure.
Old Liu was dumbfounded: "Boss, before getting off the car, Mr. Tan really told me that he went to find a friend near here. I really didn't lie to you, you believe me!"
He Mingyu squeezed the phone in his hand, took a deep breath: "Where's Tan Qing's phone?"
Old Liu opened the back seat door and opened it, and was about to cry with joy: "In the car, in the car, boss, Mr. Tan has set the airplane mode! The phone is here!"
He Mingyu: "..."
He Mingyu didn't know if he was mad with anger. After suffocating for a few seconds, he seemed to spit out two words through his trachea: "Stupid."
Lao Liu: "..."
One sentence directly confused Old Liu.
Not to mention Lao Liu, maybe even He Qi and Liao Xian have never seen He Mingyu say a single dirty word in their life.
What's more, it's this kind of national scolding.
Before Lao Liu could react.
He Mingyu had already hung up the phone.
The sound of rain outside the car was still pattering.
I don't know if it's my own delusion.
He Mingyu always felt that the rain now was a little less than before.
However, leaving the mobile phone in the car is equivalent to completely disconnecting.
He Mingyu stopped the car on the side of the road, turned on his phone, and read the last few words Tan Qing left him on WeChat.
The last sentence.
Qingqing really wants to eat chicken: Shall we have chicken soup at night?
He: drink.
He: Go home now.
no answer.
An indescribable sense of despondency flowed out from the depths of his heart uncontrollably, overflowing through the internal organs, and made He Mingyu heavy and sour.
It seems that the distance between him and Tan Qing has never been closer.
It can never be closer.
He Mingyu raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows.
Then he started the car aimlessly.
Just as he was about to drive towards the main road, the mobile phone that had just been thrown aside rang again.
He Mingyu slammed on the brakes, but the car made two 360-degree turns because of the slippery road in the rain, and crashed into the road guardrail stiffly.
"Bang -" sound.
The good performance of a luxury sedan gives this car the best anti-collision function in its interior environment.
He Mingyu leaned forward due to inertia, and slammed into the steering wheel hard.
next second.
The built-in airbag in the car popped out, squeezing people tightly in the middle.
He Mingyu glanced at the phone——
Lin Yu.
A brief trance passed.
He Mingyu belatedly realized that he had a severe headache.
He pulled down the car window and took the phone with the other hand: "What's the matter?"
The sound of rain covered up the strangeness in He Mingyu's voice.
Lin Yu didn't hear anything over the phone, and started the report as usual: "Boss, are you coming to the company this afternoon? The planning department reported a very gimmicky topic. I just had a meeting with the marketing director and technical director. Everyone agrees that this plan is good, and I want to show you the detailed copy."
He Mingyu didn't know if he was injured or if the car was on fire.
A burst of heartburn-like scalding spread from nowhere, making it difficult for him to even breathe for a moment.
Lin Yu on the other end of the phone was used to his boss's aloofness, and he always insisted that not interrupting is to let him continue: "I will report to you the key content of the project-the inspiration from the planning team is half an hour Someone uploaded a video of a little white fox on Weibo..."
He Mingyu was taken aback suddenly: "What?"
Lin Yu was taken aback by He Mingyu: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"
The heart-burning torment just now didn't get better with the passage of time, on the contrary, it became more and more tormenting.
He Mingyu held his breath with difficulty, and said to Lin Yu, "Continue talking."
Lin Yu finally realized that He Mingyu's state was not right: "Boss, your voice is not very good, where are you now? We need to go there now—"
But He Mingyu interrupted him: "In the video, that little fox...where is it now?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Lin Yu really couldn't understand why He Mingyu was so obsessed with a little white fox.
Although it is the source of inspiration for the project, the boss has never been so exaggerated before.
Migrant worker Lin Yu still didn't dare to disobey the boss's will, so he could only truthfully say: "Boss, the little white fox was shot by a netizen, and it was just a clip, because the fox moved very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. By the way, I will send the video to your WeChat now."
The phone hangs up.
A new video appears in the dialog.
He Mingyu's originally straight body was slightly bent because of the severe burning pain.
He clicked a few times, and finally clicked on the video.
In the picture is the stone pavilion in Yeshan Park.
Most of the tourists hide in the stone pavilion to rest and avoid the rain because of the rain.
The clear rain falls along the tile eaves of the stone pavilion, and there is a sense of tranquility and longness.
And in the next second.
A slender, flexible, snow-white little fox suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the video.
The four small pure white claws nimbly and quickly grabbed the ground, and ran to the video from a distance like a bolt of lightning.
Then he jumped from the ground to the roof of the pavilion with ease and disappeared in the video.
The video stops automatically, leaving only the last frame.
It was a pointed tail with silvery color.
Hang a little from the tile eaves of the pavilion.
He Mingyu knew about Yeshan Park.
It was a national 3A-level landscape project that He's participated in the construction investment, and it was located in front of the natural oxygen bar on the outskirts of J City.
Go over the back wall of Wild Mountain Park.
The place where the shortcut goes is the densest forest in J City.
The feeling of being burned all over the body is getting stronger and stronger.
The car is fine except for the airbag deployment.
He Mingyu closed his eyes, and finally determined that his body was probably a little unwell.
Maybe not just some.
The rain still hasn't stopped.
Maybe it's an illusion of sight, but the clouds in the direction of Yeshan Park always seem to be a few layers thicker.
The long and heavy rain caused few cars to continue running on this suburban road.
He Mingyu used the Swiss knife on the car to poke a hole in the airbag stuck in front of him.
The airbag deflated slowly, and the rainwater falling from the window could only give people a barely visible coolness.
After a moment.
He restarted the battered car.
Drove in the other direction.