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From the end of August to mid-September, two typhoons blew, and the next typhoon is said to make landfall in October.

Students like typhoon weather, because every time a typhoon lands in this seaside city, the school will be closed.

People who go to work don't like typhoons so much. Although typhoons can relieve the dryness and heat, they still bring a lot of inconvenience.

For example, a lot of trees fell down on the road, driving is inconvenient, traffic jams are easy to be late, and being late is easy to deduct the perfect attendance award.

For example, large companies have to arrange people to be volunteers to clean up the city's roads. They are tired at work, but they have to clean the streets for the purpose of serving the people.

For example, in order to reflect the unity of will, many food companies provided a lot of free materials to volunteers.

Of course, these things have little to do with real estate sales.

The only impact is that many construction projects were damaged by the typhoon.

"Have you contacted the logistics personnel?" Lu Lanqing stood in the construction site.

His trousers were tucked into black water shoes, and a navy blue windbreaker was worn over his white shirt. He looked like a graphic designer.

The yellow mud on the ground was soaked by rain, so it was loose and soft. When I stepped into it, I felt like I was about to sink.

Lu Lanqing stood on the wet yellow mud, frowning at the messy construction site.

"Manager Lu, put this on." The foreman brought a hard hat and handed it to Lu Lanqing.

Lu Lanqing took the helmet, put it on, and buttoned it up.

The yellow hard hat looked bigger than his head. He helped the loose hat and walked a few steps forward.

The water shoes almost sink into the yellow mud, and there is a feeling of difficulty in walking.

Looking up, there are several tower cranes down in the yellow mud.

It was thrown down by a typhoon from a height of more than ten meters, and the brackets were cracked when it fell.

Fortunately, there was no one on the construction site when the typhoon came, but some equipment was damaged.

"The logistics department came in the morning, but it will take some time to deal with it." The foreman said, and walked forward with Lu Lanqing to check what other places on the construction site were damaged by the typhoon. "Manager Lu, actually you There is no need to come in person, we can handle these things.”

"I'll take a look at the extent of the damage to the building and see if it will lead to an extension of the construction period." Lu Lanqing looked around and saw that the entire construction site was in a mess. Although the buildings under construction were not damaged, the bamboo rafts outside were almost completely broken. Windshields were also blown away.

Fortunately, the foundation of this real estate was solid enough, and the typhoon did not cause actual damage to the real estate.

The reason why Lu Lanqing was worried was because she read the news in the morning, saying that many real estate companies' real estate under construction had been destroyed by the typhoon.

He was worried, so he came over to have a look.

"There will be a typhoon of magnitude 14 to 16 in October. Please pay attention to the time. If you fail to enter the decoration stage before the typhoon, wait for the typhoon to pass before proceeding. If you can finish the decoration before the typhoon, speed up the progress." Lu Lanqing said This real estate is very important, because Lu Shaohai has invested a lot of money here, if something happens to this real estate, not only the company will lose money, but Lu Shaohai may lose his entire family.

"Manager Lu, the yellow mud in front is too deep, why don't you go in? The logistics department is packing things over there." The contractor was afraid that the construction site would be too dirty and it would stain Lu Lanqing's pants and clothes, so he made a admonition.

"Well, I see. I don't think there are any other problems. You should pay attention to safety at work." Lu Lanqing nodded, and turned to leave after feeling that there was nothing wrong.

There was a small black car outside the gate of the construction site. The driver was Zhao Han. When he saw Lu Lanqing walking by, he got out of the car.

Zhao Han opened the door of the back seat and took out the shoes that Lu Lanqing had replaced earlier.

"I'll do it myself." Lu Lanqing took the shoes by herself and stood beside the car to change them.

He doesn't like being served by others, so if there is no urgent matter, he basically doesn't contact Zhao Han.

He didn't know much about Zhao Han, he only knew that Zhao Han was always by Lu Shaohai's side, playing a role like a secretary and a housekeeper.

Lu Lanqing didn't know if he was considered the first half of his son.

Because he and his age are not far apart.

Lu Lanqing took the changed water shoes to the gate of the construction site, turned on the faucet to clean them, and then put them back in the back compartment of the car.

"Go back to the company." Lu Lanqing said to Zhao Han when she got into the car.

Zhao Han started the car and drove off the road.

"How is my father's health recently?" Lu Lanqing spoke slowly when the car drove for a while.

He didn't go to the hospital to see Lu Shaohai much recently, so he didn't know how his body was doing.

He looked at the scenery outside the window, as if he was asking Zhao Han, or just casually mentioning some unimportant things.

While the glass film blocks ultraviolet rays, it also blocks most of the sunlight.Some gray tones fell on Lu Lanqing's side face, outlining the light and dark lines of his face, which looked very charming.

Zhao Han looked at him through the rearview mirror and thought, how could there be such a perfect person?

"The doctor said that the condition is very stable. If a matching liver source is found, surgery can be performed." Zhao Han replied.

"Well, that's good." Lu Lanqing replied without diverting her attention. She didn't know what she was thinking.

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of Yilong Company's office building, Lu Lanqing got off the car and walked into the office building.

He took the elevator up to the third floor and took off his coat as he passed the corridor.

When he walked into the office, someone was sitting on his office chair.

Because the person sitting was looking out the window, Lu Lanqing could only see the black hair behind the chair.

The person in the chair turned his back to him, humming a little tune while sitting on his office chair.

He seemed to hear someone opening the door, and slowly turned his chair, facing Lu Lanqing's direction.

"What are you doing in my office?" Lu Lanqing tightened his grip on the doorknob. He frowned and looked at Lu Ziming who was sitting on his office chair.

He doesn't work for this company, so he must not be here for no reason.

"My mother wants to buy a one-stop real estate company, let me say hello to you first." Lu Ziming was playing with the pen in his hand, rather than playing with it, it might be better to say that he was dismantling it.

A good pen becomes parts in his hand little by little.

In the end, the ink from the pen was squeezed out and splashed all over the table.

"I'm not a shareholder of this company. It's meaningless for you to tell me this." Lu Lanqing replied blankly, "This is my office, please leave."

"The feet are on my body. I can leave whenever I want. You can't control me." Lu Ziming said provocatively, and planned to continue to visit the office with a simple design.

He got up and walked to the bookshelf, flipped through a few books, and threw them on the ground; he looked at the eternal flowers on the coffee table, picked them up, smelled them, and threw them directly into the trash can; The pillow was not soft enough, so I unzipped the zipper again and squeezed out the cotton wool.

"Lan Qing!" Lai Xuchen's voice sounded.

He came to the company very early, but he never saw Lu Lanqing. He didn't expect to see Lu Lanqing standing at the door of the office when he came back from the toilet.

"Lan Qing, I have something to tell you." When Lai Xuchen walked in, Lu Ziming paused for a while in pulling cotton wool.

He looked at Lai Xuchen, his face turned pale.

He still remembers that day when he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Because of that incident, he was injured at home for several days.

"What are you doing here?" Lai Xuchen's eyes were sharp, and he immediately shifted his gaze to Lu Ziming.

He looked at Lu Lanqing's expression, then at the office, then walked up to Lu Ziming, and looked down at him.

"Are you going by yourself, or shall I help you?" The sinister eyes and threatening tone made people shudder.

Lu Ziming had been beaten once before, but this time he did not dare to confront him face to face.

"I'll go by myself." Lu Ziming put down the deflated pillow, bypassed Lai Xuchen, leaned against the wall and moved all the way to the door, and then left quickly.

Lu Lanqing glanced at that figure's back, and closed the door smoothly.

"Aren't you planning to spend the rest of your life? Why are you back?" Lu Lanqing picked up the book on the floor and put it back on the shelf. He sat on the sofa and looked up at Lai Xuchen, "What do you want to say?"