Amorous Short Stories

Ding Mao was going to go out after completing the formalities on Wednesday night, exactly at 46:[-] AM on Thursday.For the past two days, he has had good food and lodging here, and he lives in a single room, unlike some people who squat in a small box for two nights.

Ding Mao took back his watch at the collection office, adjusted his tie slowly, and the old policeman who collected his license asked him, "Are you still dressed so neatly at night?"

Ding Mao smiled: "What you did when you came here, what you do when you go out."

The old policeman glanced at the door. There was a car at the door, with the driver in it, and a bodyguard standing there: "When we invite you, there are quite a lot of people in line."

Ding Mao took off the tie and raised his neck to tie the knot again, grinning: "Say it as if I dare."

The old policeman put away the box, handed it to the collection office, took Ding Mao out, and sent Ding Mao to the door. The bodyguard waiting at the door bowed.

The old policeman put his hands behind his back and handed the things to Ding Mao: "As long as you know it, there must be rules in life and business." The old policeman spoke slowly and flatly, full of old-fashioned Cantonese.

Ding Mao stood next to the sign, and after hearing what the old policeman said, he smiled contemptuously, looked at the inscription written vertically, and then looked at the old policeman: "How much money do you have to save to retire when you are still on night shift at such an old age?" How much is the difference, how about I donate it to you?"

The old policeman looked up at him, pursed his mouth tightly, and without saying a word, he turned back while holding the belt around his waist.

The bodyguard stepped forward and followed Ding Mao into the car.

"How is Ding Qing?" Ding Mao lit a cigarette and stretched his neck comfortably.

The bodyguard of the front co-pilot turned around and said to him, "Still in the hotel, never came out."

"Where's his concubine?"

"I haven't been out either."

Ding Mao snorted: "Is anyone looking for them?"

"We can't go up to the higher-ups. We've met them a few times in other places. I don't meet anyone regularly, but there is someone you should know. Fang Musi."

"Fang's?" Ding Mao frowned, "Jiang Feng is the only one... I haven't heard that Fang Jiuhe has any relationship with Ding Qing... have you been with him?"

"Follow, he is basically a bar and a casino, and occasionally finds a lady."

Ding Mao flicked the cigarette ash, and smiled with his mouth curled up: "People from the Fang family..."

The red light, the car stopped, the intersection, the street was empty, Ding Mao raised his hand to look at his watch, it was [-]:[-].

"Go back directly?"

Ding Mao stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes: "Well, there is a meeting in the morning."

The bodyguard in front turned around and sat upright, Ding Mao took care of things with his mobile phone, the three of them quietly waited for the lights to change in the car, and the signal light pole on the side of the road was ringing loudly.

A truck didn't turn on its lights or whistle, and slammed straight into the car from the intersection on the right without turning, like a sledgehammer hitting an egg.

The three of them noticed that they were all startled, their eyes were wide open and before they had time to react, there was a muffled sound as the impact made a muffled sound, the door on one side deformed and approached Ding Mao, and the large truck pressed against the body of the car without reducing the accelerator, bumping all the way, pushing out monitoring range.The tires of the car screamed tremblingly because they were pushed horizontally on the ground, and on the other hand, there were gray marks due to the brakes.After the driver lost consciousness, the brakes were released, and the tires finally began to twist and slip. When they hit the sidewalk steps on the sidewalk, they broke free from the restraint of the truck. By virtue of inertia, they turned over, turned back, and fell into the green belt.

Ding Mao lost consciousness for a moment, and was awakened by the smell of gasoline. Both the driver and the bodyguard in front were unconscious. Ding Mao wanted to scream twice, but he was hoarse for a while.

Ding Mao lost a lot of blood. For a while, he didn't know where he was the heaviest. He only knew that he couldn't move his legs. He tried his best to support his arms and put his head out of the window. He saw several people's shoes.

Slowly raising his head, he saw Ding Qing and a few people standing behind him.

Those people are Luo Dafei, Ding Fu, Ding Mushan and Ding Jue.

Ding Qing put his hands in his pockets, walked over slowly, squatted down, and looked at Ding Mao: "I can't get too close, or it will stain my clothes."

Ding Mao had never seen these people before, young people, about the same age as Ding Qing, presumably they were Ding Qing's helpers, looking at them, Ding Mao wondered if they had something to do with Yanbian.

Ding Mao felt a puddle of blood pouring out of his abdomen, and he felt a puddle of sticky and hot stuff gushing out. He didn't doubt that his belly was broken. He might not be able to survive this kind of injury.

Ding Mao looked at Ding Qing with all his strength, his eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger, and he said in a loud voice, "Ding Qing, I became an evil ghost, so don't even try to walk the way of the sun."

Ding Qing smiled brightly: "Okay, there is a grievance and a debtor. You must go the wrong way for revenge. The Ding family only has one patriarch and president. The surname must be Ding, and it must be me."

Ding Mao couldn't open his mouth anymore, blood would gush out when he opened his mouth.

Ding Qing got up: "I haven't finished the barbecue yet, so I'm leaving first."

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It was a quarter past ten o'clock, and the elders of the Ding family had already sat at the conference table. Thanks to Ding Qing's father's plan to divide the Ding family, there were a total of 22 members of the Ding family present. Stretching, black suits neatly, gray and white hair, occasionally a few with black hair, are turning their eyes to see the atmosphere, and the rest look at their watches and talk to each other.The right hand side of the main seat is usually the position of the vice president, and now Ding Lushen is sitting, and Ding Lushen is Ding Mao's person.Feeling anxious that Ding Mao couldn't be contacted, he looked at his phone again, sent a message, raised his eyes and shook his head with the old Tuan who was also looking anxiously at the opposite side.

At 45:[-], Ding Leshen finally couldn't sit still, went out to make a phone call, and came back in a hurry. The house was under the smoke, and various news were intertwined.

……

"I heard something happened to Ding Mao?"

"sure?"

"uncertain……"

"Mrs. Ding won't come anyway."

"What's up with her?"

"You do not know?"

……

Ding Leshen received a text message from a friend, saying that he was going to check it out. The leader of the group was restraining his majesty, and almost lost his demeanor trying to lift his neck to look over. Ding Leshen gave him a reassuring look.

Before Tuan Lao's heart was settled, the door was pushed open at once, and a group of black suits walked in quickly, passing behind them and standing still, from the end to the second.When the members reacted, there was already a black suit standing behind them.

Then Ding Qing walked in, with one hand in his pocket and the other straightening his tie, followed by Luo Dafei, Ding Fu, Ding Mushan and Ding Jue.

Tuan Lao observed these wild children - oh, people from Yanbian.

Many people also saw it.

Ding Qing went straight to the chairman's seat and sat down. Everyone at the table had different expressions.

Ding Le coughed deeply, and forced out a smile: "This, it's not suitable, I haven't chosen yet."

Ding Qingxin said to choose a fart, the whole table only has one seat, and there is no candidate's seat at all, what a lie.Ding Qing leaned back in the chair comfortably: "Then choose."

The Tuan Lao called him in a serious and low tone: "Ding Qing." After getting Ding Qing's gaze, he said earnestly: "We still have to wait for Ding Mao to come, after all he is..."

"What time will it be?" Ding Qing raised his hand to look at his watch, interrupting Tuan Lao's words.

"I don't think this matter should be too impatient," the leader of the group began to turn his gaze to the other end of the conference table, and sat upright. "There is no need to rush this matter, and it doesn't have to be a result today. I think..."

"Choose today," Ding Qing looked at the people in the meeting room, "Choose now." This sentence stared at the face of the boss.

The elder Tuan put away his amiable look, and raised his white eyebrows: "Ding Qing, in the Ding family, the elders and younger are orderly, and the upper and lower levels are graded. First, as a junior, you have no rules of contradicting the elders. Second, the Ding family's board of directors does not have you s position!"

Ding Qing stood up, buttoned up his suit, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, and pointed to the preparation room behind: "Tuan Lao Xiaohuo, I don't have the guts, please come here, I will tell you slowly. "

Tuan Lao frowned and stood up, straightened his clothes, walked with his hands behind his back, his chest up and his head upright, and he never forgot to rebuke: "There is no tutor."

Ding Qing and the others followed, while Luo Dafei stayed here.

Ding Fu locked the door, Ding Qing picked up the apple on the coffee table, glanced at Ding Fu, and the latter immediately searched in the cabinet.Apples are big, red, round and hard, and they look delicious.

The old man sat on the sofa as soon as he entered the door, and kept talking about it. Now he might be talking about Ding Qing's father.

Ding Fu found a plastic bag, Ding Qing threw the apple into it, turned it a few times, made a small hammer, and swung his arm at Tuan Lao's face.

The Tuan Lao didn't expect this to happen, and before the scream came out, a few teeth loosened immediately.Ding Qing didn't stop, but made another backhand.

Tuan Lao opened his mouth and bent his waist, blood and saliva dripped down, dragging a long thread, slowly hanging to the ground.

Ding Qing sat on the tea table, stretched his legs beside the Tuan Lao, and looked down at him: "Why do you say you are doing this? Today's business, today is over, it's so boring to procrastinate."

Tuan Lao covered his mouth, two teeth fell out of his mouth, the lower half of his face was bloody, and he said vaguely: "Ding... Where's Ding Mao?"

Ding Qing spread his hands together: "How would I know?"

The Tuan Lao couldn't lift up, covered his mouth and whimpered.Ding Qing looked at him: "Ban Xian'er mentioned you, saying that you are very afraid of pain."

Ding Qing sat upright, Ding Mushan handed over a handkerchief, Ding Qing wiped his cuffs, and shook off the rotten apple: "Well, you are also tired, rest here for a while, we will have a meeting first, and we can talk about your thoughts later."

Ding Qing picked up another apple and walked out while eating.

As soon as the Tuan Lao entered, everyone started whispering, and after a scream, the reaction was even more different.Ding Leshen received a text message, and immediately stopped being anxious, he didn't say a word, pretending that he didn't exist.A few of them quickly glanced in the direction of the preparation room, and then immediately turned their faces back, turning their pens and pens, in a daze.A few of them turned around and looked at the black suits standing behind them, and then went back to pass the time, blowing smoke rings casually, as if nothing was more attractive than blowing smoke rings.Some buttocks couldn't sit still and wanted to get up, but they were glanced at by Luo Dafei, and then glanced at by the people next to them, looked around, and sat back again.

A stone was thrown into the stagnant water, and after a deep sound, everyone was still pretending to be stupid.

Ding Qing came out, sat back on the chair, smiled and chewed the apple, and stretched out his hand: "I'm sorry, I wasted a little time, and the group members are not feeling well. Alright, let's vote, just raise your hand, I'll start."

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Ding Mushan and Ding Jue are from Yanbian, and they were called here with the expansion of the boxing arena. After coming to Macau, they met Ding Qing twice, once when Ding Mao died, and once during a meeting.

The truck belongs to Jiang Feng.Jiang Feng's assets are not useless at all, and Ding Qing's book is not in vain. When reviewing detailed bills and verifying reports, a freight company's very early operating income and expenditure books were extremely chaotic, with many bad debts, false reports, and famous names. There are many unregistered vans with fake serial numbers, fake license plates and no registered drivers.Ding Qing asked Ding Mushan to drive over from Gongbei, and then gave it to his sister Ding Mulan to drive. After the car accident, the truck was parked in a garbage dump and sank into the disposal pit. Ding Mulan left overnight.Ding Qing and the others ate barbecue near the car accident, walked over to have a look, and then walked back, purely because Ding Qing wanted to see Ding Mao for the last time.

The police will find the truck one day, and the surveillance system will also be able to find the driver, although it is difficult to find Ding Mulan according to his attire that day.The police will also link this incident with Mrs. Ding's report, but Mrs. Ding can't find anything.Wang Yuesheng is a discerning person, and he will understand it soon if put together, but he won't say anything, because he won't ask for trouble.

Just in case, Ding Qing also left Macau as soon as possible.