Amorous Short Stories

Ding Qing was woken up by the alarm clock, raised his hand to look at it, at 07:30, pressed the switch, turned around and continued to sleep with Tao Yisu in his arms.Tao Yisu pushed him: "Didn't you have something... what's important today?"

Ding Qing sighed, lay flat, and opened his eyes: "Work is so fucking annoying."

Tao Yisu didn't even open his eyes, turned around, and tugged at the quilt: "You chose it yourself."

"I don't have a fucking sense of accomplishment right now..." Ding Qing stared at the ceiling and decided to get up.

Before getting up, he leaned over to kiss Tao Yisu, sat up, and stroked Tao Yisu's hair: "I won't be back at noon."

Tao Yisu opened his eyes and turned to look at him: "What about evening?"

"Come back tonight." Ding Qing smiled.

Tao Yisu was a little unhappy, making him look like a resentful woman.

Ding Qing went to take a shower, and answered two calls after the shower.Wearing the watch, she leaned over to the bedside: "I'm going out."

Tao Yisu let out a muffled "hmm".

Ding Qing bent down and looked at him with a good temper: "Get up and eat later."

"Ah."

"Don't, really, you have a bad stomach, you can't skip breakfast, even if you go to bed after eating."

"Well, I see—" Tao Yisu pulled up the quilt to block Ding Qing's voice, he was very sleepy, unlike Ding Qing, he was old and couldn't bear it after staying up late for a long time.

Ding Qing smiled, picked up his coat and went out.

The driver and Luo Dafei were sitting in the car. Luo Dafei was frowning and reading a book. He had an exam in the afternoon, but he didn't dare to pass it.

Ding Qing opened the door and sat in, preventing the driver from getting out of the car to open the door. Ding Qing waved his hand in a very generous manner: "There is no need to do this in the future." The driver responded.

"Don't look, let it be." Ding Qing straightened his tie.

Luo Dafei shook his head: "Grind your gun before the battle, and you will be happy if you are unhappy."

"Who said that?" Ding Qing wanted to start honing his eloquence.

"The original head teacher."

Ding Qing suddenly didn't want to practice anymore. The head teacher surnamed Zhao is pretty good, he teaches mathematics, and he is the head teacher of the first year of high school.

"Where are you going today?" Luo Dafei was not very clear about his itinerary.

"Go to the company first, and go to class in the afternoon." Ding Qing frowned and looked at Luo Dafei.

"I was thinking, why not go to school?"

Luo Dafei raised his eyebrows, put away the book, and found that Ding Qing was very serious, so he also became serious: "What's wrong?"

Ding Qing put his arm on the handle and scraped his lower lip with his fingers: "I have to be in the company, and I don't feel relieved about those people. Besides, I'll fuck it. I just came here for a few days, why are there so many people?" Leave it to me? Don't you feel something is wrong?"

Luo Dafei didn't speak, and thought for a while: "Who is your person in Dong Jiangao?"

Ding Qing shook his head and thought for a while: "It's hard to say, the people in the company are very ghostly, and the original people have already dispersed. After Ding Mao took over, there must be some of his people. Others, most of them should be the board of directors. They were inserted in, so the positions of those people are similar in the company. There are those who choose Liu Yao on the board of directors, and there are definitely those who choose others, and there are also those who don’t choose anything and only want to make a fortune. Starting from the four heavenly kings, take the lead in dismantling The bricks unload the beams, the latecomers are not to be outdone, everyone is busy emptying the Ding family, fighting each other, and can't do anything."

Ding Qing's face was gloomy, with complex emotions that only belonged to the Ding family.

Luo Dafei also fell silent.

Without talking all the way, I got out of the car, and the driver drove the car to the parking lot.Ding Qing and Luo Dafei entered the building, and Ding Qing asked, "What's the driver's name?"

Luo Dafei was at a loss: "I don't know either."

Ding Qing stopped in her tracks: "You don't know?"

Luo Dafei also stopped, and nodded: "He came to pick me up when I left in the morning, I thought you asked me to come here."

After speaking, the two looked at each other.Luo Dafei was a little worried: "We didn't say anything."

Ding Qing glanced in the direction of the door, didn't care about anything, and continued to move forward.

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The president's office was originally owned by Ding Mao. There were three secretaries, all female, two administrative and one private secretary.After Ding Mao's death, the private secretary resigned, and Ding Qing didn't even meet anyone.There are two administrative secretaries left, one is very good-looking and the other is very ordinary.

On the day Ding Qing came, he met the two of them.

The pretty one, Ding Qing took a few extra glances at her.Sitting Ding Qing can also see the height, about 1.6 meters, protruding forward and backward, wearing a very tight skirt, red, short sleeves, just covering the thigh.When Ding Qing walked over, she was crossing her legs and cutting her nails.She has wavy hair, pink lipstick, big eyes, fair skin, like a doll, with a childlike face and big breasts.If you don't smile, you appear very distant. When you look at people, you raise your chin and look down, appearing very proud.Smiling is a completely different scene, revealing a row of neat teeth, a very innocent girl.This kind of girlishness is probably due to her chubby cheeks, which somewhat hide her age, her nose is high, and her nose is round, making people look childish. Her double eyelids are usually fan-shaped. The reason why her eyes are big is because The eyes are round enough, and just purely "big eyes".There is a mirror on her desk, a landline, a handbag, other than that, it is clean.When she saw Ding Qing, she didn't even get up, she raised her eyes as a signal.

Ding Qing didn't care either.

The other was wearing a white shirt and a gray sweater over the shirt. She had very ordinary mid-length hair cut and put it on her shoulders—actually it doesn’t matter whether you let it go or not. Ding Qing couldn’t figure out why some women said they wanted to change. , just let down her hair - wearing black-rimmed glasses, probably no makeup, because her face is a bit yellow.There are stacks of documents on the table, there are two pen holders, as well as staplers, thumbtacks and other office items. Her desk is like a storage place for office equipment.Except for an apple and a cup of tea at the farthest corner, the string of the tea bag protrudes from the cup, hanging a brand name plate.As soon as Ding Qing came, she stood up, walked forward, a little nervous, and stretched out her hand: "Mr. Ding, hello."

Ding Qing didn't speak, but shook hands casually, because this woman wore glasses, and he didn't have the desire to look at her carefully.

Ding Qing walked into the office, sat down, and leaned back on the chair, which was comfortable.

He picked up the phone and called the secretary outside.

Beauty came in.

Ding Qing stood up and pointed to the seat for the beauty, thinking he was a gentleman.The beauty sat down, looked at him with a smile, and didn't speak.She knew what she was here for, but to be honest, it was difficult for Ding Qing to discover her value just by interviewing.Besides, Ding Qing has no status here. He is a poor commander, and he can't even get their resumes.

"How long have you been here?" Ding Qing wanted to get up to pour a glass of water, but found that there was no water in the water dispenser.When he turned back, he stood next to the beautiful woman, leaning on the desk, with his arms folded, seemingly relaxed, looking down at her from above.

"It's been a long time." The beauty's voice was a little deep, but the magnetism was also nice.

"It's been two years?" Ding Qing was calm and continued to work hard.He smiles naturally, speaks casually, and always pushes and pulls when talking to beautiful women, which is fun.

"I'll be here when Mr. Ding is here." The beauty's face remained unchanged, she still smiled slightly, Ding Qing liked her dimples, they were playful and cute.

"I just came here today." Ding Qing thought he was joking.

"It's not you." The beauty said bluntly.

"...That's been a long time." Ding Qing suddenly became a little wary.

"You speak exactly like Ding Mao."

Ding Qing's smile was a little stiff, and he let out an "oh".

The beauty smiled: "Aren't you going to ask me my name? Or should I just behave like a woman and name doesn't matter?"

Ding Qing started to feel embarrassed, but he tried not to show it on his face: "What's your name?"

"Chloris."

"The name sounds nice." Ding Qing answered casually.

Chloris shook his head: "No, it's just a common name." He lowered his head and smiled: "I can't do this every time I change leaders, I'm not interested."

"What do you mean?" Ding Qing became serious.

Chloris leaned back in the chair: "The Ding family has treated me well, and I also intend to repay the favor. Work is like love, the sweetest time is when you need me and I need you." Chloris handed over a business card with There is only a string of numbers, "You can't see it now, and I don't bother to prove it. When you need me, you can call. Speak nicely and lower your posture, maybe we still have a chance to cooperate."

In this conversation, Ding Qing almost lost the wind.He took the card and sneered: "Is that how you talked to Ding Mao at that time?"

Chloris still smiles unchanged, but in Ding Qing's eyes, she is no longer bewitching and seductive.

"No. I have my own words for him."

"for example?"

"Is it important? He can't get out from under the car anyway." Chloris raised his head and smiled, "Who do you think informed Ding Leshen?"

Ding Qing turned his eyes, sat back behind the desk, and put on a smiling face: "What else do you know?"

"Chairman Zeng Yong is gone, President Zeng Yong is gone, President Ding Mao is gone, President Ding Mao is gone, President Ding Qing." Chloris spread his hands, "I'm still here because I don't have anything. Know."

Ding Qing accepted the card and stretched out his hand: "See you again when we have a chance."

Chloris kept smiling: "Oh, there will be a chance."

After seeing off Chloris, Ding Qing looked at the card in his hand, thinking that Chloris is not really a beauty, but just cute.

The girl with glasses walked in next, bowed and sat down, put her hands on her lap, swallowed her saliva, looked at Ding Qing carefully and nervously, and waited for his question.

Ding Qing learned a lot from a pitfall: "What's your name?"

"Uh, Flora."

Let's do business.

"how long have you been here."

"Uh, four or five months."

"What are you in charge of?"

"Uh, I'm in charge of this office. I clean the tables, change the water, make coffee..."

Ding Qing almost rolled his eyes: "I'm talking about work."

"Um, do you mean documents or something?"

Ding Qing felt impatient: "Yes."

"Uh, I usually need to classify the documents when they are sent, but they will be stamped on them. And sometimes I am also in charge of Mr. Ding's schedule..." Flora spoke quickly, almost covering everything.

After she finished speaking, Ding Qing nodded with interest: "Then what does his private secretary do?"

Flora blushed suddenly, and looked away: "I don't know."

"Then Chloris also works as a private secretary?"

Flora thought for a while, then shook her head: "Probably not."

"What does she do?"

Flora answered honestly: "I don't know very well either."

Ding Qing asked about other things and got a lot of answers, but Flora didn't do it for long, complicated relationships are not her strong point.

Ding Qing nodded and ended the conversation.His only discovery was that when Flora said things about herself, she seemed to be cursed to add an "uh" to every sentence, but when she talked about others or professional knowledge, it was clean and tidy. It is very likely that Flora did the work of many people by herself, but she seldom followed one thing in a systematic way, like breaking things up for her, so she didn't know the whole situation.

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When Ding Qing and Luo Dafei came today, Flora was changing the water in the office. She carried the bucket and put it on the water dispenser. When Ding Qing and the others wanted to help, Flora had already changed it.Ding Qing looked at her and felt that she was really not joking when she said that she changed the water by herself.

Flora is scratching the list.Luo Dafei asked her: "Is there no one who changes the water?"

Flora shook her head: "Mr. Ding didn't allow other people to go to this floor before, and it's the same for business, unless there is an appointment."

Ding Qing smiled, he fully understood Ding Mao's fear of being assassinated, he was really tired.Before he finished thinking, Flora looked up: "But the last time the order was not delivered, so there was no water here when you came last time."

Ding Qing is not surprised now, he is probably in chaos and has no time to deal with it.

"By the way," Ding Qing remembered, "Did you arrange the person to pick me up?"

"No. The driver is more personal. In the past, Mr. Ding chose it himself, and he was separated from the company's driver. After the accident last week, the human resources side changed the driver and sent it to you directly. Generally, the driver's affairs will be handled directly. I told you." Flora was a little puzzled, "Don't you know?"

"Do you know who changed?"

"I can go to HR and ask." Flora replied.

Ding Qing thought for a moment, yes, Flora has contacts with the department, maybe it will be easy to handle, so he nodded: "But don't worry, I want to change the driver, I will choose it myself."

Flora nodded.

Ding Qing and Luo Dafei sat in the office, frantically sorting out the people around them.Back in Hong Kong, more people came to contact them. Through various channels, they brought various news and provided various opportunities, which was even more dazzling than when they were in Macau. People are there too.

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They had a casual meal at noon, and out of distrust of the driver, the two of them decided to take the bus.When they arrived at the school, Luo Da flew away, Ding Qing received a text message, and Flora sent the driver's information and resume, and said that it might not be easy to change the driver.Ding Qing waved his hand to let Luo Dafei go in for the exam first. He stood at the door, read his resume carefully, then took out his mobile phone and called Flora, wanting to ask why he couldn't change the driver.

He had just spoken to Flora when two men came over, and Ding Qing saw that one of them looked familiar.

The man walked up to him and said, "Mr. Ding, I suggest you hang up the phone first." The man spoke Mandarin with a strong accent, which was not good.

Ding Qing smiled: "What if I don't?"

The other stretched out his hand and looked at Ding Qing.

Ding Qing hesitated and shook hands with him.

"My surname is Xu, you can call me Officer Xu. This is my partner, his surname is Peng."

Then police officer Xu took his hand and pulled him to his side. He couldn't reach his shoulder, so he patted his back and pointed him in a direction: "Look, there is a car parked at the corner of the street." Police car, we have traveled so far to take care of you." Officer Xu took out his ID, "Don't worry, it's just something about Liu Yao, it won't take you too long."

Ding Qing originally wanted to say that he had lessons, but the two police officers had hawk-eyed eyes, and it seemed that they didn't intend to leave empty-handed.Ding Qing had no experience in dealing with the police, so he hung up the phone and walked over with them.

The police officers were one old and one young. At least, they looked like they were in their thirties, but the old one looked about twenty years younger than the younger one, and his hair was a lot grayer.The young police officer Peng is tall, about the same size as Ding Qing, very thin, with his back bent habitually, his neck is long and stretched forward, like some kind of bird.Wearing a light gray long coat made of thin material, the whole figure looks like a vertical line, and there are dried mud spots left by previous rains on the leather shoes.Large eyes, brown skin, aquiline nose, extremely narrow face, prominent bones, deep-set cheeks, not many words.Ding Qing remembered him. When he was first detained because of the surname Tian, ​​he met the two people in Ji O. At that time, the one who didn't talk much was Officer Peng.Officer Xu is relatively short, maybe less than 1.7 meters, with Mediterranean hair, and talks a lot, always talking about what he had for lunch.Officer Xu was wearing an off-white leather jacket, which should have been faded yellow, and the coat was a bit loose.His complexion was a bit abnormally sallow, the skin on his face looked loose, and the under eyelids were purple, which was the sequelae of pathological obesity.

They got into the car, Officer Peng drove without saying a word, Officer Xu sat next to Ding Qing, and advised him not to be nervous.

Ding Qing wasn't very nervous, he didn't think deception could fool the two police officers, so he planned to tell the truth—if possible.

"What about Liu Yao?" Ding Qing looked casual, smoked a cigarette, hesitated for a while whether to hand it to the police officer, and finally made up his mind to hand it over.Officer Xu smiled, shook his head and refused.This smile made Ding Qing feel that his thoughts were completely taken away, and his hand holding the cigarette was a little embarrassed.He really is still not proficient.

"Let's talk about it when we get there." Officer Xu casually brushed it off.

Ding Qing fell again.

So Ding Qing decided to give up his dominance and pretend to be a veteran in front of the police, which is too naive.

After Ding Qing sat in the interrogation room and chatted for a few words, Ding Qing suddenly figured it out.

"Mr. Ding, don't be too nervous," Police Officer Xu brought him a cup of tea in a paper cup, as if chatting casually, "When we re-investigated the case some time ago, we found some information about Liu Hanrong's car accident. It seems that some details were overlooked there, we revisited Mr. Liu Yao, and he provided some information."

Ding Qing understood.Now that Liu Yao is in the spotlight, he has received a lot of attention. He is not good at acting. He intends to borrow a knife to kill someone. He told the police about Ding Qing. On the one hand, he can control Ding Qing, and on the other hand, he can divert the police's attention from himself.Liu Yao didn't necessarily believe that the car accident was related to him, but he just stabbed the police first.These two policemen are like eagles and dogs, they are definitely not easy to mess with. They also want to use Ding Qing to drag Liu Yao out.

But Ding Qing was not in a panic. He found himself in the interrogation room. Under normal circumstances, he does not need to come here to cooperate with the investigation. They have no evidence, no charges, no subpoena documents, and even this case may not be in charge of Mr. O. But they made him come to the interrogation room instead.The purpose is to show him off, see, they are also afraid of themselves.So Ding Qing didn't panic.

"Can you speak slower? My Cantonese is not very good." Ding Qing relaxed and spread her hands.

"Your vernacular is so poor, how do you go to class?" Officer Peng opened his mouth for the first time.

"Go to English class."

"There are always vernacular lessons, right?"

Ding Qing's face slowly revealed the nature of a playboy: "Yes, I don't understand. My grades are very poor."

None of the police officers answered the sentence.Officer Xu then spoke again.Ding Qing noticed that Officer Xu always smiled habitually before speaking.

"Can you tell us about the day of the accident again?"

"Yes." Ding Qing repeated it, describing the female ghost more vividly.

"Female ghost?" Police officer Xu smiled.

"Yes." Ding Qing nodded affirmatively.

Officer Xu thought it was funny: "That's really rare."

"You can't say that." Ding Qing leaned forward and put his hands on the table, "Ghosts can only be seen by people with predestined relationship. I have felt that I have special spiritual power since I was a child. Most of the things I have dreamed about It happens. Once, my grandpa bought a standing clock—you know one of those standing clocks? Old fashioned—with a golden pendulum on it…”

The police officers moved their eyes from Ding Qing's face, one looked at the table and the other looked at the teacup, hiding their impatience.

"Hey, forget it, I guess you don't want to hear it. Anyway, I just want to say," Ding Qing was serious and frank, and whispered, "You have to believe this kind of thing..."

Officer Peng was too lazy to circle around with him: "We found the recording."

Ding Qing didn't speak, and his expression didn't change.

Officer Peng smiled.His smile just tugged at the corner of his mouth, there was no smile in his eyes, like a puppet's smile, weird and suspicious: "Deleting is not just a matter of pressing 'delete', Mr. Ding should really study technology hard."

"What recording?" Ding Qing looked innocent.

Officer Xu took over the conversation: "On Liu Hanrong's mobile phone, there was a conversation between you and Mr. Fang Musi. Some of the information in it may not be appropriate for you who were staying at Liu Yao's house at that time. Frankly speaking, from my standpoint , if I were you I would delete it."

Ding Qing looked at Officer Peng, who had sharp eyes.Look at Officer Xu, who is smiling.

Ding Qing still looked puzzled: "What recording? Me and Fang Musi? What are you talking about? Why did he record someone else's voice?"

Officer Peng opened his mouth to say something, but was preempted by Officer Xu: "The weather was pretty good that day, in fact, it was about the same as today. The weather was fine in the morning, but it began to rain later, light rain, and it stopped after 10 minutes. There's a section in the middle where it's raining pretty hard. But thundershowers are like that. Do you know what rain does to driving?"

Ding Qing wasn't sure what Officer Xu was going to say, he could only try his best to maintain his calm, and still had some unserious smiles.

"You see, you are quite lucky. The place where you fell is muddy ground. The muddy ground has played a certain role in cushioning, so that the deformation of the vehicle will not damage the interior too much. But the muddy ground also has its disadvantages, such as After rain, the muddy ground is no longer hard soil, it will clearly record the trajectory of vehicles, and, "Officer Xu looked up at Ding Qing, with a smile on his face, "the footprints of human activities."

Ding Qing's temples twitched twice.Was it mud?Does it leave footprints when it rains?Have I wiped the mud off the soles of my shoes?Will these details be included in the field report?How did I get there?Is the scene chaotic, can you see it? ...

Ding Qing showed super psychological quality, he can maintain a normal blink rate.He could hear his own heartbeat, and there were more questions in his mind, and there was a lot of noise.The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became. In order to distract himself, Ding Qing thought of Tao Yisu and Ladybug, the only Tao Yisu and Ladybug who were not involved in this mess.His thoughts cooled down, and he temporarily stopped thinking about the authenticity of Officer Xu's words.Ding Qing moved his fingers, subconsciously wanting to drink water, but he held back and did not move.His throat was also a little dry, and he wanted to swallow his saliva, but he held back.

Ding Qing nodded: "And then?"

This won't work, Ding Qing must find a way.

Officer Xu still spoke slowly: "What's more, the autopsy also conducted research on Liu Hanrong's fatal wound. The wound on his neck was fatal, cutting the artery and larynx. If Liu Hanrong was in the process of crawling out The wound should be short and neat, there should not be too much friction around it, and there should not be a lot of scattered bleeding, because the time is short. On the contrary, if it is cut slowly, This way of bleeding may be more consistent with the photos at the scene." Officer Xu finished speaking slowly, picked up the water glass to drink water, and looked over the glass.

Ding Qing, surnamed Xu, couldn't do it.Ding Qing found out.

"Oh——" Ding Qing dragged his voice, as if he was trying to keep up with his thoughts, "Although I didn't understand a lot, but I think so." Ding Qing put his arms on the table, expressing his opinions like a criminal investigation enthusiast "Instead of being so troublesome, analyze this and that, why don't you check the driving recorder? Maybe you can still see the ghost I said, and you will believe me when the time comes."

Liu Hanrong's car is too broken and has a bullshit driving recorder.

Officer Xu nodded and smiled: "Really."

Officer Peng couldn't sit still, and Ding Qing was talking nonsense, without any seriousness. "If the driving recorder is different from what you say and no ghosts are captured, do we believe you or it? What do you use to prove yourself?"

The opportunity is coming!

"Does it make any difference whether you believe me or believe it? It's all a car accident..." Ding Qing seemed to have figured out something suddenly, "Wait a minute, are you suspicious of me now? Are you accusing me of something now?" Ding Qing Qing stared wide-eyed, raised his hands slightly, with an expression of innocent people being wronged.

Officer Xu smiled and stretched out his hand to comfort him: "No, no, you misunderstood..."

Ding Qing found that even Officer Xu spoke quickly, and decided that this was a good opportunity, and he would never come again.

Ding Qing leaned on the back of the chair and waved his hands: "I said, I was asked to cooperate with the investigation. They said it was about Uncle Liu Yao. In the end, I was interrogated like a suspect. This procedure is wrong..." Ding Qing shook Nodding, "I won't speak anymore, if you accuse me, I will see my lawyer."

Officer Xu tried to talk again, but was interrupted by Ding Qing: "Stop talking, I want to see a lawyer. Let me call."

The two police officers looked at each other, Officer Xu smiled again, and then comforted Ding Qing: "Don't worry, Mr. Ding, there is no need to be so excited. We don't want to accuse you of anything..."

Officer Xu's words were interrupted by a knock on the door, Officer Peng went out, and brought Fang Musi in when he came back.Officer Peng gave Officer Xu a look.

Fang Musi was wearing a formal suit, tie and carrying a briefcase, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, his hair was neatly combed, and his beard was clean-shaven. He stepped in and put the briefcase on the table with a loud voice. : "I am Mr. Ding Qing's lawyer. I believe that you have illegally summoned Mr. Ding Qing." Fang Musi handed out his business card, "Now I will take my client away. At the same time, I also hope that the two police officers can provide Your certificate, I will continue to pay attention to this matter, and hope to get feedback from your bureau."

Ding Qing didn't know that Fang Musi would come, he looked at Fang Musi falling from the sky like the police officers.After Fang Musi finished speaking, the two police officers turned their attention to Ding Qing.Ding Qing smiled triumphantly and triumphantly, shrugged and spread his hands.

Watching Fang Musi take Ding Qing away, Officer Xu crossed his arms, shook his head, and glanced at Officer Peng: "You are too anxious."

Officer Peng sighed unwillingly.

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Ding Qing sat in the car in shock, lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled smoke rings, watched the smoke rings fly away, and the first words of the rest of his life after the catastrophe: "Fuck."

Fang Musi pulled out his tie, and adjusted his tie in the mirror on the car: "Do you think it's appropriate to call you a client? I've only heard people in law firms say that, or is it more appropriate for you to be a client?"

"How the hell would I know." Ding Qing flicked the ashes, and glanced at Fang Musi, "What's wrong with you, you change your clothes first when you do something, are you addicted to cosplay? You don't work?"

"Work, I am the second generation of rich professionals." Fang Musi snapped back the mirror, started the car, turned his head and gave Ding Qing a funny look: "Look, I knew there would be such a day."

"What?" Ding Qing was not angry.

Fang Musi smiled: "I've been depressed for too long. You used to live like a bully, and you were easily wronged for a while. Now you've only been in power for a few days. Your nature has been exposed. And because you have been wronged before, now it's even worse. Terrible," Fang Musi shook his head, "You are going to climb the peak of 'I am the only one'."

Ding Qing looked at him and said nothing.After a long time, I turned my head and asked him, "Who told you to come?"

"What's the name of the one in your office..." Fang Musi thought for a while, "Flora."

Fang Musi opened the window to let the wind blow in. "Didn't you notice that I pulled out all my hair? I even cut it." Fang Musi smiled triumphantly, "Quickly cut Lao Wang, it will be done in 10 minutes."

Ding Qing looked at him carefully and smiled: "Nice."

Fang Musi slowed down the speed and asked Ding Qing, "Then what happened to the police?"

Ding Qing snorted and laughed: "It's about Liu Hanrong's car accident."

Fang Musi knew about this, he frowned: "How much do they know?"

"It doesn't matter." Ding Qing squinted his cigarette, and threw it out the window, "They have no evidence, otherwise they wouldn't sit and torture me for so long. They just want to cheat me. Ambiguous, what are you doing if you have evidence. Besides, I don’t think this case is necessarily under their control, and they can’t subpoena me, and they even found a cover..."

Fang Musi thought for a while: "If they apply, the investigation power of this case may really fall into their hands. What don't you want to do?"

Ding Qing smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked: "The recording is true. The surnamed Peng—he's just that tall—is not very good at judging his words, but the recording is not evidence. His broken mobile phone can be found everywhere. It was deleted within a few minutes. As for that Xu guy - just the short guy - he said something about 'live photos', he said that because he didn't go to the set, but it's reasonable to want him to 'know the scene' But this is strange, the rescue team went to rescue people, will there be photos of the scene of the car accident? To what extent will the photos be taken? It's not a criminal case, and the insurance company didn't go either..."

"I can go and inquire about it."

Ding Qing nodded, and continued: "So he may not know."

"Then there's nothing to worry about?" Fang Musi looked at him.

Ding Qing frowned: "No, although this matter is passable, the person surnamed Xu not only convicts me with a recording, but also restores the whole process. This person is terrible. If he keeps Follow me, nothing may go wrong."

Fang Musi also fell silent, and asked again: "What about the female ghost? Will they make a fuss about it?"

"No, the surname Peng knows that I have taken medicine, and they didn't bother with it. They can't get involved with anything." Ding Qing propped his forehead and began to think.

"By the way," Fang Musi wiped the steering wheel, ready to turn, "Why did the police look for you?"

"Speaking of this," Ding Qing sat up, "Do you think they want to catch me or Liu Yao more?"

"Liu Yao. He's one step away..." Fang Musi wanted to find a suitable word, but it seemed difficult to find, "He's not someone they can move."

"That's right." Ding Qing agreed, "So the focus should be on Liu Yao. The reason why you came to me is because I'm easy to deal with."

Fang Musi smiled and parked the car: "The police want to bring down Liu Yao, and you also want to bring down Liu Yao. It depends on which of you is quicker."

After listening to this sentence, Ding Qing shook his head thoughtfully: "The police want Liu Yao's people, but I want Liu Yao's money. In a sense..." Ding Qing looked at Fang Musi, who also Looking back at him, the two looked at each other, neither of them continued.

Ding Qing's cell phone rang, and it was Flora, asking how he was doing.

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When Ding Qing returned to the office, Flora handed him the documents and was about to leave, but was stopped by Ding Qing.

"Flora, how did you come up with Fang Musi?"

Flora stood up straight and answered her boss's sudden question: "Well, you were on the phone with me, I thought it was the police, but you hung up without saying anything, I'm not sure if you need a A lawyer. I called Mr. Luo and asked him who is the person in charge of your legal affairs. Mr. Luo said that he didn’t know very well, because he still had an exam, so I couldn’t bother him any more. Then I contacted him The person in charge in Macau—I hope you don’t mind—asked the people who came back on the same flight as you. Besides Mr. Luo, there is also Mr. Fang. You can find out that Mr. Fang is from a well-known law firm in Shenzhen. The person in charge. When I called, the person in charge told me that he wasn’t there, and after looking at my extension number, he knew that I was from the Ding family, and gave me Mr. Fang’s personal contact information.”

After Ding Qing listened carefully for the first time, he stood up and stretched out his hand: "Thank you, well done."

Flora was a little flattered, she stretched out her hand to take Ding Qing's hand: "What I should do..."

"Really," Ding Qing said very seriously, "I'm sorry for being unreasonable to you before."

Flora's ears are a little red, and she doesn't get much praise from her superiors.

"Who was the chief secretary among the original secretaries?" Ding Qing sat back on the chair.

"Mr. Ding Leshen."

"Ding Leshen?" Ding Qing was puzzled, "Isn't he the vice president?"

"Yes."

Ding Qing smiled and helped the person closest to him to be the vice president. Ding Mao was really worried about the people in the company.

Ding Qing asked Flora to leave the office and started digging through the desk drawers.

Ding Qing self-interest, one