normal friend

Chapter 38: Stations

Arrived at the train station.

"Are you in a hurry to leave?" Bai Xiaojun asked.

"Are you finally willing to talk?" Wu Wei looked at him from the rearview mirror, "Don't worry. Do you need me to buy a ticket for you to enter the station?"

"Can you tell me what's going on between Meng Weiqing and Wu Xiangdong? They weren't like this before. When we first met, they seemed to be in peace and the world was peaceful. Why did you kill me all of a sudden?"

"Do you mind if I smoke?" Wu Wei reached out and took out a pack of cigarettes from the glove box.

Bai Xiaojun shook his head, "I don't mind."

All the windows of the car were opened a few centimeters apart, but the smell of smoke still quickly captured the entire car.

"What about the questions you asked me? I can't say that I know everything, but I definitely know more than you. But the problem is that Will obviously doesn't want you to meddle in his business. I don't think I should talk too much." Wu Wei said while playing Flicked the cigarette ash, "What do you think?"

"I'm not going to tell him you said it."

"I'm not afraid that he will know if I told you anything. I just think that as a friend, you shouldn't go against your friend's wishes. Unless..." Wu Wei took a puff of cigarette and then let it out, "You do have some special relationship."

Who are you to me——Meng Weiqing's words rang in my ears, and Bai Xiaojun had never regretted it so much in his life: Why didn't I sleep with him?Bai Xiaojun wished so much that he could slap him with his mouth, and then roar: Who do you think I am?But it's a pity that they can't say who they are if they haven't slept in these years, let alone there is not even a decent promise between them.

"To tell you the truth, I don't have any special relationship with Meng Weiqing, but in my own imagination, we have already had a relationship a thousand or eight hundred times."

"Uh...cough, you don't need to say it so clearly. But I understand, since you have said so, then I will tell you what I understand.

"We still have to start with the marriage contract. In this day and age, it is generally not easy to engage in any political marriage. Therefore, when Uncle Meng was alive, if he wanted to actively promote the marriage of the Meng and Wu families, it can be inferred that there is a relationship between Minghong and Qingda. It should be that the interests are deeply involved. But on the surface, the two companies seem to have no connection, which shows that there must be tricks behind them.

"I speculate that before Uncle Meng passed away, Will didn't know or didn't know much, and Uncle Meng left suddenly. Although he left a will, it is obvious that Will is not fully prepared to take over Minghong in all aspects. Halfway through, he was offered by Meng Weike, and Will was forced to leave the company for two months.

"I don't know what happened in the past two months, but since Will returned to the company and began to rectify and completely change blood, it can be seen that there are serious problems within the company, especially the management. This level of rectification, It will inevitably affect the interests of most people in the management. I guess Wu Xiangdong’s vigilance towards Will began at this time. In the end, Will’s termination of the engagement was just the last straw that broke the camel’s back. As for the source of Will’s hostility towards Wu I don't know.

"Anyway, judging from the current results, it is obvious that Meng Weike teamed up with Wu Xiangdong to defeat Meng Weiqing. And in order to prevent him from turning over again, they should not stop here."

It was too cold, and the cigarette had just finished smoking after talking, so Wu Wei snuffed out the cigarette butt, opened the big car window and flicked it away with his hands, and then closed the window.The smog still lingers in the car.

Bai Xiaojun leaned half of his body between the driver and the co-driver, "Meng Weiqing left Minghong and sold all the shares, what else can they do?"

Wu Wei looked back at him, "There are many things you can do, such as checking taxes, checking contracts, and checking accounts."

"Is Minghong afraid of investigation?"

"It depends on how to investigate. This kind of matter is very sensitive, it's hard to say. Besides, Meng Weike has been in the company for a long time. Who knows if he has done anything."

"Even if there is a problem, isn't it the company's problem?"

"When the problem happened, the person in charge at that time should bear the main responsibility. In addition, it depends on whether Will wants to save Minghong. I think Meng Wei didn't know the seriousness of the matter, but Meng Weiqing did. He definitely didn't lose his temper The one who gave up the shares was certainly not as he said he was afraid of problems with the company and wanted to hide away, on the contrary, he might be the one who really wanted to keep Minghong."

"I don't quite understand your words. Just tell me what the most serious consequence is."

"Before Meng Weike tried but failed, send Will to jail."

"Can you really send it in?"

"It's easy. So he asked you to leave Beijing. First, he didn't want you to see him in a mess, and he didn't want you to be implicated. He paid you the penalty for terminating the contract with the last company, right?"

Bai Xiaojun sat back, "You paid attention to it in detail."

Wu Wei shrugged, "What a gay friend, he blocked me again, the news is popping up day by day, I don't think I can do it if I don't pay attention."

"How many years will the most serious sentence be?"

"death penalty."

The two fell into silence, and the car was quiet for a while.

Bai Xiaojun pushed open the car door, "Thank you for telling me this."

Wu Wei looked at the front and waved his hands backwards, "Don't worry, it's not that serious. I estimate that it will be ten years at most, and then the sentence will be reduced. It won't be too long."

"Not even a day."

"what?"

Wu Wei turned around.Bai Xiaojun closed the car door and left.

Meng Weiqing opened the door with a key: it was an ordinary three-bedroom apartment. When he was a child, he often came to play with Wu Wei, and would stay later.The number of times has decreased over the years, but he still visits with gifts every time during the holidays.This is the first time I have opened the door and lived in with the key.

Taking out a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet, Meng Weiqing took a photo and sent it to Wu Wei: I opened this?

Wu Wei didn't return for a long time, Meng Weiqing took out a sealed bag from his pocket, which contained the gold lock, letter and a roll of old-style RMB that Meng Weike gave him after signing.After putting everything on the table, Meng Weiqing sat down.

The golden lock has been seen in the video, but it still feels very different in the hand.The golden lock was well maintained, it was shining golden, and the handwriting and pattern on it were quite clear. It should be cleaned regularly. Obviously, Song Chunhong often took it out to look at it.Then there was the money, an old roll, tied with a red woolen cord.Meng Weiqing untied the rope, picked up the money one by one and looked through the light carefully.There are rounds and zeros, the largest denomination is 10 yuan, the smallest is only 2 cents, and there are a few coins, which are spread out on the table in a large pile. 328 yuan, which was not a small amount in 85.At that time, there were no very wealthy families, and Meng Changming's family was no exception.Song Chunhong didn't move at all.

Finally, there was the letter. Meng Weiqing carefully folded and unfolded it, and a piece of paper with beautiful and correct handwriting appeared before her eyes.He read it word by word several times.

The phone rang, and it was Wu Wei's reply: The person has been sent to the station and just got off the bus.You can drink whatever you want, there are better ones below, which one do you like to drink.Why are you being polite to our family?I really have something to do here, why don't I go over and have a few drinks with you.

Meng Weiqing replied: You are busy with your work, don't worry about me.Then he got up and opened the wine.

Just after having a drink, Bai Xiaojun called over for a video call.Meng Weiqing connected and saw a blurry face with insufficient light.

"Where are you?" Meng Weiqing tried his best to identify the people and objects behind him.

"The train station." Bai Xiaojun switched the camera and switched back, "What about you? This is Wu Wei's parents' house?"

"Ah."

"What about drinking?"

"how do you know."

"Guess."

"Can I get a ticket?"

"can."

"I'll look at the ticket."

Bai Xiaojun used the ticket that he didn't get on before to block the time and shook it in front of the phone camera.Meng Weiqing didn't see anything clearly except the name and the destination, but he felt relieved when he saw the ticket.

"Are you waiting to get in the car?"

"Yeah, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you guess it. Drink."

"Just drink?"

"Then why?"

"You... have known for a long time that yours is not your own?"

"No, I just found out today. Why do you ask?"

"You don't act like you just found out."

"Then how do you act like you just found out? Are you crying?"

"Shocked, angry, and hysterical, if you let me act, I must have a full set."

"Then you play one and I'll see."

Bai Xiaojun looked around and found a corner with people behind him. Facing the phone, he opened his eyes exaggeratedly and half-opened his mouth to take two deep breaths. Then he expanded his nostrils to the screen several times. Grabbing his neckline with one hand, distorting his facial features, he shook his head desperately, and after he stopped, tears really came out of his eyes.

"Hahahaha..." Meng Weiqing laughed out loud and lay down on the table.

After a full minute passed, Bai Xiaojun had returned to normal, and Meng Weiqing hadn't gotten up yet.

"Meng Weiqing? Meng Weiqing? Weiqing?!"

Meng Weiqing raised his head, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

"Cried?"

"No."

"Are you feeling bad?"

"It's okay. Um... aren't you angry when I speak so badly in the car?"

"angry."

"Then video with me."

"I want to see you."

"Are you cold? You are shaking when you speak. Where is this?"

"Outside the waiting room."

"Come in quickly."

"Okay. You go to bed early."

"Good. Good luck."

After hanging up the call, Bai Xiaojun's fingers were so cold that he lost consciousness, and pressed a series of phone numbers that he wanted to forget for many years but failed to forget.The phone numbers of rich people are particularly easy to remember. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

"Hello."

"I'm Bai Xiaojun."

"Oh? Long time no see."