gentle fall

The snow fell silently, and the sky was slightly bright.

A moment ago, everything seemed to be a farce, but now the song is over, and outside the window, there are fireworks flying into the sky, exploding, and it is still the happy New Year.

Zhou Lin bit her lip, her cheeks were pale, and she helped Wen Yan down: "Dad, this, this...what the hell is going on?"

Wen Yan's face was very ugly: "I'll talk about it later. Xiao Ji, call and call everyone from the company... Forget it, I'll go over. Butler! Call the driver!"

Zhou Lin said: "But your body...you can't..."

Ji Yirou seemed to have finally turned around from that dazed state, she raised her head, her eyes were heavy, and she said slowly: "You rest. I'll go over."

There was a slight hoarseness in her voice, which seemed a little tired, but the tone of her voice was firm and irresistible, as if it was covered with a layer of frost, cold and distant.

Wen Yan naturally sensed that she was in a bad mood, turned around, found an excuse to ask Zhou Lin to go up to get the medicine, and then sighed softly: "Aside from worry, are you angry?"

Ji Yirou smiled faintly: "I don't seem to have the right to be angry."

She has her family, she has her responsibilities, pride and dreams, nothing to do with people.

She is no exception.

Wen Yan patted her on the shoulder lightly: "I want to tell you not to blame her...but it seems too selfish. Child...you..."

Ji Yirou's smile faded a little: "You don't have to worry. I know what I should do. It's dawn, and I'm leaving."

She is still sober and restrained, all emotions once briefly surfaced, but now they all sink, she is still so gentle and determined, always reassuring.

But Wen Yan was not at ease.

He looked at Ji Yirou's leaving back, and slowly twisted the word Chuan between his brows.

Zhou Lin heard the sound of the car starting, and hurried downstairs, holding a scarf in her hand: "Let's go? See how little this child is wearing, and it's so cold outside."

Wen Yan was unmoved, but just stood there, Zhou Lin walked up to him with the medicine, saw that he looked unhappy, and panicked: "What's wrong with you?"

The old man waved his hand: "I'm not uncomfortable. I'm just... worried about the two children."

"two?"

He really understands his own granddaughter, she is moral, responsible, kind, and diligent, but she is too stubborn, and she will definitely take care of things. At best, she has a strong sense of responsibility, but at worst, she is like this. It hurts, especially for someone close to you.

Just like the last time, the child was injured and stayed in the hospital for several days. After the injury stabilized, he told his family. Although the intention of not worrying his family was good, when he found out, he was so sad... Nannan This girl didn't come home until she was seven years old, and she was almost raised under his knees, but this child didn't believe anyone, and she didn't dare to give her sincerity.

He still feels sad, let alone that child Xiao Ji.He is a bystander, and he can see it clearly. Xiao Ji's nature is cold and cold. It is only because he likes him too much that he is always gentle and forbearing. But people's hearts... are soft after all, and they will hurt.

……

Ji Yirou was in the car and called Zhou Ran: "Zhou Ran, where are you?"

Zhou Ran was panting lightly, as if he had just been running around: "Husband, madam, I'm at the company. I just arrived. There are people blocking the company gate, pulling banners, and throwing rotten eggs. It's very chaotic now." , I finally got in."

"I'll be there soon, make arrangements."

"...you'd better not come here, I can't let you..."

Ji Yirou's voice sank, with a hint of command: "I'll let you arrange it."

"……OK."

The driver parked the car at the intersection of the street, Ji Yirou opened the door, the cold air rushed in, the sky was already bright, the doors of the shops on the side of the road were closed, and even the always bright windows were dim, like her years like.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and hurried over with her bag. When she arrived at the gate of Wen's Group, there were indeed many people inside and outside, and the banners read "unscrupulous profiteers", " Return my family's life', 'Wen's will fall', and so on.

She saw Zhou Ran's face through the glass door, stood behind the crowd, and waved to him. Soon, several security guards walked through the crowd and led her in.

After a while.

office.

Secretary Xiao Fang came in with a basin of hot water, and handed a soft cotton towel to Ji Yirou: "Husband, madam, wipe it off first."

Zhou Ran watched from the side, couldn't help covering his face, and sighed helplessly.

Although the lady was brought in in a short period of time, and there were security guards blocking her, she was still pushed a few times, and her high heels were trampled off at one point, and there was a slender bloodstain on her fair and beautiful cheek, From the tip of the eyebrows to the corners of the lips, it looks really resentful, how dare those people make a move on such a beautiful face!

He looked at her carefully, for fear that she would suddenly explode, and secretly worried that if Mr. Wen found out, he would scold him to death, and maybe fire him.

Ji Yirou said lightly: "I'm fine. Don't be nervous, and don't blame yourself."

Her expression was so calm that she was a little cold, she raised her hand, her white wrist folded into a beautiful arc, and slowly wiped the wound on her cheek, her tone was very cold: "Zhou Ran, tell me about the current situation."

Zhou Ran couldn't help shivering, as if she was frightened by her cold and indifferent tone: "Ma'am, it's like this. Our construction site is closed for the Spring Festival holiday, but some people don't go home, like many bachelors, or Those who want to earn enough money to go back to marry a wife and have children as soon as possible, just make do with it in the tent on the construction site for a few days, and start working after a few days. But on some construction sites, there are people working secretly, wanting to earn more Some money. Blizzard a few days ago, you also know that there are risks in snowy days... At first, a worker misoperated the machine and hit the wall. Later, many people went to rescue him, but was smashed by the falling steel bingo……"

"This is all that happened?"

"No. This is just the information I can get so far. It's only been about ten hours, and I just flew back from my hometown. I thought about it carefully, and someone must have contributed to it. And it is too vicious. The choice is the Spring Festival. This is an extremely important day for all Chinese people, so the problem has become serious and sensitive."

Ji Yirou hummed: "When are you going to visit the construction site?"

"Afternoon. In the morning we will hold a board meeting to discuss countermeasures. The directors are all on their way now."

"What will the board decide?"

"I don't know. For Mr. Wen... the situation is not very good, but the chairman holds the vast majority of the shares, and even the founder has the absolute right to speak. But you know, this is only for a while , if the situation gets worse, I'm afraid..."

Ji Yirou reached out to him: "Show me all the information, you go out first."

Her voice was calm, her expression was calm, and there was a convincing feeling for no reason. Zhou Ran gave her the information, and then opened the door to go out.

Ji Yirou took the document, lowered her head, and looked at it carefully for half an hour. The situation was basically the same as Zhou Ran's introduction. This matter is actually not easy to define. It can be called a natural disaster, or it can be called a man-made disaster. It can be said to be deliberate.

She gently rubbed the center of her eyebrows, running around all night and staying up all night, she couldn't help but close her eyes slightly, a faint scent of flowers floated in the air, very familiar, the smell of that person.

She could imagine what Wen Huaiyu looked like when he was working here. This person was good-looking, with good-looking fingers, and he looked even better when he bowed his head and wrote seriously. Sometimes she came to see her and saw her waiting aside while she was working. I don't feel bored, but I am absorbed in watching it, almost admiring it.

I'm used to it.

I am used to watching her secretly, even if she will never know.

Thoughts drifted in a circle, and finally dispersed.

After all, this room is cold, only her breath, only her heartbeat.

She was unable to participate in the board of directors, and Wen Yan also arrived. She sat in Wen Huaiyu's office and waited, watching the video of the construction site accident over and over again, not letting go of every detail.

After watching it four or five times, five or six times, the corners of her eyes were astringent, and she almost shed tears, but she didn't see any problems.Everything was like a perfect accident, without any flaws. If you really want to say the reason, it can only be said that the blizzard, the worker who insisted on operating the machine after drinking, and the place where this incident happened such a sensitive moment.

She frowned, when someone knocked on the door and came in, she raised her head and was startled: "Little aunt."

Wen Yan nodded deeply at her, walked over quickly, saw that she was not looking well, and said with concern: "You look tired, take a rest."

Ji Yirou shook her head and said no: "I don't want to sleep."

Wen Yanshen let out a sigh of relief, and frowned slightly, "I went for a walk with Zhi Zhen last night, and he was not feeling well, so I sent him to the hospital. I didn't expect this to happen at home last night." something. Huaiyu, she..."

Ji Yirou pursed her lips: "I'm under investigation."

Wen Yanshen gently stroked her shoulder: "I heard from my sister-in-law that you also rushed back overnight?"

"Ah."

"It happened too suddenly. She... made a temporary decision?"

The corner of Ji Yirou's lips curled up: "I don't know."

She doesn't know many things.

She probably didn't want to tell herself, that's all.

Wen Yanshen saw that she was not in the right mood, and pressed her shoulder: "Don't think about it first."

Ji Yirou smiled lightly: "I'm not thinking wildly. I'm just thinking, do I like it enough, so I care too much."

Her voice was finally no longer so calm, and she stood up unnaturally, saying that she wanted to go out first.

Wen Yanshen was stunned by her words and shook his head.

Where it is not liking enough, it is clearly liking too much.