Chapter 17 The Lonely Winter Night
The sunset was setting. In the huge president's office, it was as quiet as if only Lin Qian's own breathing was left.
She looked up again and saw Li Zhicheng sitting upright behind the table, still looking at the work documents of various departments, still without any expression.
He has been sitting in meditation for an hour - since receiving the winning bid.
It was already time to get off work, and there was almost no one on the top floor. Lin Qian was not interested in working. He held his chin with one hand and made the other pointlessly tugging the leaves of the small green plants on the table, one after another, one after another...
Finally, Li Zhicheng in the door stood up. Lin Qian immediately sat upright, changed into a very quiet and natural expression, and looked in his direction. He turned off his computer, put on his coat, and walked out of the door.
Lin Qian immediately stood up: "President."
Li Zhicheng looked up at her. His black eyebrows seemed to be rendered by ink brushes, which were particularly clear and quiet under the light.
After pondering, he said: "Tomorrow at 10 o'clock, all executives will be convened for a meeting."
"Okay." Lin Qian answered simply and asked again, "What is the issue?"
"The group's next development plan." His voice was still strong.
Lin Qian was stunned and replied with a smile: "Okay, I will notify them tomorrow morning."
Li Zhicheng nodded and turned around and walked out.
Lin Qian: "Are you going home now?"
Li Zhicheng reached out and raised the collar of his coat, and his face looked quiet: "No. Go out for a walk."
Lin Qian stood there, watching him walk away, and walked into the elevator, and the elevator door slowly closed. She then sat down, stared at the dark brown paulownia door in the closed president's office in front of her, and sighed a long time ago. Then she lay listlessly on the table.
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The sky was not yet dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun spread throughout the industrial park. Li Zhicheng stepped out of the building, looked up, then put his hands in his pockets, passed by the scattered workers, and walked towards the rows of factory buildings behind.
Since taking office, he has often walked around the park. Because he rarely shows up and keeps his head down, few people recognize him.
There were a bunch of people chatting in the security booth next to the factory. It was not until Li Zhicheng walked away and Gao Lang, who was a little stunned, silently retracted his eyes.
At this time, a forklift worker next to him in his early thirties whispered: "I heard that the big project that is obvious is gone, isn't it true?"
Another security guard immediately replied: "It's true. Don't you know? It's spread this morning! My sister-in-law was in the administrative department and said it was completely ruined!"
Gao Lang frowned when he heard this and asked, "What should we do with Aida?"
Everyone sighed.
The dusk fell little by little, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians in the park. Gao Lang sat in a pile of noisy workers, but was particularly silent. His hair had been caught by himself and he was very worried about Li Zhicheng, but he was frightened and didn't know what to do.
At this moment, another security guard next to him stared at the factory in front and said, "Hey, what is that?"
Gao Lang looked at his gaze, and the other security guards stood up with confusion.
Under the drooping night, dozens of workers in blue work uniforms were almost calm, surrounded by in front and behind, and walked in a row, heading towards the office building.
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When Lin Qian walked out of the office building, it was almost dark. There was a little noisy around her, but she was thinking about things and didn't care. When she walked to the middle of the parking lot in front of the building, she suddenly felt something was wrong behind her.
She turned around and looked, her eyes widened—
A large group of blue-clothed workers came from a storm from not far away and rushed to the office building. Lin Qian's eyes were sharp, and even saw a few people mixed in, carrying iron rod-like things in their hands. What's more striking is that several security guards were rushing over from one side, leading the one running the fastest, not Gao Lang, who was!
They stopped the workers' team, and Gao Lang spoke in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? Where are you going?"
The leading workers were all tall men in their thirties, with fierce faces. One of them shouted: "You little security guards get out of the way! We have to go to the group leader to argue! Justice and be at the heart of the people! They arrears wages, collude with internal and external forces to destroy Aida, regardless of the life and death of us old employees! We want to ask for an explanation!"
As soon as the words were finished, a few people in the team responded loudly. Others were also making noises.
The security guards were all young men, all stunned and a little at a loss. Only Gao Lang whispered his neck and said loudly: "You are making trouble! There is nothing like this! Go back!"
When Lin Qian heard the mischievous leader say that messy words, the first thought that came to his mind was:
Is it Xin Baorui or Si Meiqi?
Her heartbeat began to accelerate. She turned around and walked to a farther and safer place. At the same time, she took out her cell phone to call Li Zhicheng. Before she could get through, she suddenly heard another chaotic noise and noise there. Someone angrily shouted: "Beat! This kid is also theirs, and he came to destroy Aida!"
Lin Qianxin sank and suddenly turned around and saw that the men in blue work clothes and dark gray security clothes were already mixed together. The punches, kicks, sieges, twists, ferocious and panicked faces were all intertwined, and they were put on the shelves with real money! In the dark night, someone's iron rod was raised high and fell heavily. I don't know who it was hit or on the ground, and a dull sound came.
Lin Qian felt a twitching in her heart. At this time, Li Zhicheng's phone number was connected, and it rang in her ears one after another, but no one answered it for a long time. Lin Qian was in a worse mood, and hung up and dialed 110.
At this time, others around also discovered the situation here: the staff coming out of the building, the workers in the factory behind, and the security guards at the gate... Some of them rushed forward and shouted loudly, but more people were like Lin Qian, standing outside without daring to move.
At this moment, in the battle group, a worker leader suddenly looked towards Lin Qian, pointed at her and shouted loudly: "That woman came from Si Meiqi! Take her over and ask!"
Suddenly, many people looked at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian's heart fell even further, and she didn't care about calling the police. Someone would definitely report it. She turned around and ran away!
It’s Si Meiqi! There is no doubt that it is Si Meiqi!
Since it was a premeditated inciting trouble, it is very likely that some black forces were involved. Lin Qian would never stay to "confront" or "drink" them, because it would definitely be useless.
She ran very fast and turned very quickly. In the blink of an eye, she ran away from the parking lot and threw the men following behind her far away. Unexpectedly, as soon as she jumped off the steps, there were a few people standing and watching in front of her, who suddenly blocked her way.
Lin Qian immediately turned around and ran, but one of them reacted quickly, and grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back. The night was already dark, and the trees were full of shadows, and the street lights were not on. Lin Qian only saw a few tall black shadows surrounding her in the middle. Then one of them suddenly raised his hand, and with a "pop", a heavy slap fell on her face.
Lin Qian was beaten to the point of her eyes, and a scorching sting came from her cheeks, and a sweet cold immediately came up. The people let go of her and walked quickly towards the group gate. Their figures quickly disappeared into the crowd outside the door.
Lin Qian stood there with her face covering her face, tears suddenly surged out, and her legs seemed to be weak. She first stared at the direction where the group of people left, then turned to look at the office building. In the vast night, there were more people gathering there, and it became more chaotic.
She pressed her tears down, took out her cell phone, and continued to typing 110. As soon as she pressed two buttons, she suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps behind her. Her heart suddenly raised her heart and turned back-
Crashed into a pair of familiar dark eyes.
Li Zhicheng stood behind her, his black figure standing tall, breathing a little faster, his eyes fixedly staring at her.
Lin Qian's heartbeat was still very chaotic, his voice calmed down, and he looked at him and said clearly: "I'm fine, you go and deal with it quickly. I'll call the police, be careful."
Before he finished speaking, his hand covering his cheek was tightly held by him. Lin Qian looked at him in a daze. He moved her hand away and stopped her eyes on her already swollen cheeks, with a cold feeling in her eyes: "Who did you hit?"
For some reason, his words made the tears that she had originally suppressed suddenly emerge again. He quickly sniffed and replied: "I didn't see clearly, I ran away."
Li Zhicheng didn't say anything anymore.
He stared at her with his black eyes staring at her, while his hands still clasped on her wrist, his fingers warm and powerful.
Lin Qian's mind suddenly became a little empty when he was staring at him like this, and he felt even more uncomfortable.
At this time, two military security guards ran over and stood behind Li Zhicheng.
Li Zhicheng was still looking at her, but he said to the security guard behind him: "Take her out of here. Don't let anyone touch her again."
"yes!"
Before Lin Qian could make a sound, he had already let go of her hand and turned around and strode.
Lin Qian walked out under the protection of a security guard.
After walking a few steps, Li Zhicheng had already stepped onto the parking lot and walked towards the crowd of troublemakers without looking back.
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Lin Qian was taken to a single-family building where the Security Department was located.
She stood on the balcony, applying her swollen cheeks with an ice pack given by the security guard.
The night was already dark, and the parking lot in the distance was still noisy and difficult to tell. Only a group of security guards and workers in blue were seen rushing over there.
In the panic night, Lin Qian was anxious. He didn't know if Li Zhicheng, Gao Lang and others were injured, and he didn't know how the situation was going. Why haven't the police arrived yet?
Her cheeks were still swollen and painful, and the scene of several men blocking her flashed through her mind, afraid and hated. She wanted to call Lin Mochen, but pressed her hand on the keyboard, but she gave up the idea.
At this time, the security guard who accompanied her also walked out of the inner room. Looking into the distance, he looked worried. He looked up at her again and said hesitantly: "Lin Zhu, are we Aida... really not able to do it? Are we going to lose our job?"
Lin Qian looked at his heavy expression with a hint of expectation, but couldn't answer for a moment.
At this moment, the phone she held tightly in her hand rang.
It's an unfamiliar number.
She answered absent-mindedly: "Hello."
The other end was very noisy, with music, people talking, and laughter.
A bad feeling suddenly arose in Lin Qian's heart.
Chapter completed!