Body Text_Chapter 430: The Lonely Trekker
Qi Mengyan suddenly raised her head with interest, and asked to herself, "I really don't know, how will Mr. Fu treat me when the time comes." I'm the first female captain of our company!
I said, "What's the use of you wanting to be treated, there is no shortage of food, clothing, and money." ”
Qi Mengyan said with a smile: "People live in one breath, this captain has figured it out, no matter what I do, I have to do the best!"
I said, "It's not as comfortable as you stay at home here, I don't understand, you have a good life, why do you have to come here to suffer this poverty?"
Qi Mengyan said: "I've told you hundreds of times, this captain likes this kind of life, and he is always at home...... I'm happy to be able to work with Captain Zhao!"
Qi Mengyan smiled cutely at me, her face full of naughtyness.
I smiled indifferently and said, "See how long you can last!"
Qi Mengyan said: "How long can you hold on, how long can this captain last!"
I asked, "Do you want to be a security guard for the rest of your life?"
Qi Mengyan said: "I don't want to be a security guard for a lifetime, I just want to be your follower for a lifetime!"
I'm ashamed......
At about twelve o'clock that night, the Ruyiyuan community was already quiet, the female security guards had already gone to sleep, only the female captain Qi Mengyan was pacing in the office with a heavy heart, refusing to go to bed for a long time.
After the security guards changed their guards, Qi Mengyan put on her clothes, went to various sentry posts to check around, and then went straight down to the second-floor underground parking lot.
Taking advantage of the sentry's inattention, Qi Mengyan's body flashed and entered the fire escape.
The passage was dark, flanked by abandoned rooms, and next to it was a small staircase leading to the outside, but it was quite old due to disrepair.
Qi Mengyan checked carefully, and after confirming that there was no one inside, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.
A few seconds later, the voice of Qi Mengyan's father, Qi Guangren, came from there: Mengyan'er, why did you call at this time?
Qi Mengyan said softly: Dad, I want to ask, when will we start to implement the plan? I think everything is ripe now, and it's time to start.
Qi Guangren said: Why are you in a hurry? I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Your main task is to stabilize Zhao Long, don't let him see the flaws, further understand and control him, you have to gain his trust, as long as he trusts you, your mission is considered a success!
Qi Mengyan frowned and said, "But according to our plan, the time has come now.
Qi Guangren said: There is no need to worry about this. As the saying goes, we have to do this plan as it really is, and when the time comes, Zhao Long will be led by our nose, so he can't help it!
Qi Mengyan said: I've been worried lately, I'm afraid that it will be self-defeating. If Zhao Long doesn't act according to our wishes at that time, what will we do?
Qi Guangren said with a smile: If he is forced to the cliff, there are two ways to go, one is to jump off the cliff, and the other is to be rescued by us, which one do you say he will choose?
Qi Mengyan said: Zhao Long is unfathomable, half human and half ghost, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid that our plan won't hold him at all, maybe he has another way out?
Qi Guangren said impatiently: Mengyan, why have you become so worrying now? We have planned this matter seamlessly, and Mr. Chen will also send someone to assist us, ensuring that Zhao Long's kid will not notice it, and he will get into the heaven and earth we have laid down. When he arrives in our hands, it will be another good show.
Qi Mengyan asked rhetorically: What if everything is successful by then, but Zhao Long doesn't cooperate with us?
Qi Guangren smiled and said: Is it possible that he will not cooperate? If he obediently cooperates with us, it would be better; otherwise, we have a way to contain him, don't forget, we are secretly in the dark, and we have all the information about him.
Qi Mengyan asked again: What if...... What if Zhao Long still doesn't cooperate in the end, or maybe he ...... He saw through our plan, and it was not good for us......
Qi Guangren complained: Mengyan, what's wrong with you today, how is your mother-in-law. Well, there is nothing important to contact as little as possible, although the State Public Security Bureau can't detect our calls, but it is still necessary to prevent just in case.
Qi Mengyan said: I understand Dad.
Qi Guangren instructed: Do everything according to the plan, don't be in a hurry, and don't mess up yourself.
Qi Mengyan nodded: Yes.
Qi Guangren said: Remember, your most important task is to further gain Zhao Long's trust. As long as he trusts you, then our plan is going well. Of course, it's best to make him like you and rely on you, depending on whether you have the ability.
Qi Mengyan said: For the sake of our ultimate plan, I am willing to make any sacrifice.
Qi Guangren said: Remember. You must be real when you play with Zhao Long, but don't move your true feelings. Otherwise, that's troublesome.
Qi Mengyan said: Understood.
……
After hanging up the phone, Qi Mengyan frowned and fell into deep thought.
She felt like she had never been so annoyed and hesitant.
What was the purpose of the call with my father? Was it just to monitor the progress of the plan?
No, absolutely not.
She felt as if she was under the influence of something that she couldn't shake off. She would wake up every day from nightmares, and she felt that all of them seemed so distant and unforgiving......
The ambitious three-step plan has taken root and sprouted in her heart. She has received special training, but she is skeptical about completing this plan.
She didn't even know what kind of person Zhao Long was!
Coming out of the passage, she went straight into the courtyard of the community.
The stars are shining tonight and the moon is exceptionally beautiful. Qi Mengyan sat on the bamboo chair in the heart square, holding her cheeks and looking at the sky.
The breeze is blowing, and it's a little cool.
Heavy hearts can only be hidden in the depths of the heart......
At half past five in the morning of September 24, I got up on time and got out of the bed, and a cool feeling hit my body.
It's getting colder, and the smell of autumn is getting more and more obvious.
I put on that Adidas tracksuit and, as usual, sat in my bedroom for hundreds of push-ups before walking out of the Dragon Building and starting my morning run.
At this time, there is still a strong atmosphere of night in the early morning, the whole Wangjing is like a sleeping bride, there are many fewer people exercising in the morning, the air is like a thin veil of fog, you can't see the road ahead, and you can't see the prosperity of the high-rise buildings.
The trees on both sides of the highway are blown by the wind, the branches and leaves are slightly rattled, and occasionally a few residual leaves slide down, floating and floating in front of you, and I don't know where to drift.
The desolation of autumn has begun to sprout. After all, the city is not a village, and there is no autumn harvest here, but only desolation and falling leaves.
I am like a lonely trekker, running alone in the autumn wind, accompanied by only the autumn fog along the way. What unfolds in front of you is a hazy world.
Occasionally, a few cars pass by, and the speed of the slow exit has long since lost the vitality and passion of the past.
My heart is full of the vicissitudes of life, although the pace is very slow, but I feel unusually tired, this tiredness makes my body very tired, I want to stop and rest, but I also know that once I stop, there is no more passion.
I ran through all the security projects of Huatai in Wangjing, and finally found myself at the east gate of the Easton Hotel.
The sentinels at the east gate stood upright like soldiers, like sculptures, like stone statues, without moving.
If it weren't for that security uniform, no one would have believed that he would be a security guard.
Like a sentinel, there was silence at the east entrance, and the holly trees surrounding the wall were unusually neatly trimmed. And the small circular park across the road is not the best place for a relaxing break.
It's not so much a small park as a natural morning exercise ground. It stands in the middle of the lawn, an old strip-shaped bamboo chair with no paint off, indicating that many people have stayed here.
It's just that at this time, this place belongs only to me.
I moved my body, pressed my legs on the bamboo chair, and then began to swing my fists and feet, the cool swishing air spread all over my body, and my fists and feet turned into bursts of clear sounds, adding a bit of vitality to this relatively quiet morning.
I don't know how long I practiced, but in the corner of my eye, I noticed a beautiful girl who was trotting towards this side.
I only think of her as a morning exerciser, a passerby. So I didn't pay much attention.
But unexpectedly, this girl actually stopped here, she clapped her hands and exclaimed: "The punch is really good!
I stopped, and then I looked at the applauding girl, and I couldn't help but be taken aback.
She is like an angel of the autumn wind, and her sweet smile attracts the autumn wind to intoxicate her. She was wearing a set of white sportswear, tall, beautiful, with her hands clasped in front of her chest, and her eyebrows showing a soft and strong heroic spirit.
It's just that I didn't know her, so I just smiled at her and continued to practice my fists and feet.
But she was there all the time watching with interest, applauding from time to time, applauding from time to time.
Her voice was as crisp and sweet as a lark.
When I stopped, the girl also greeted me and smiled at me like a spring breeze: "I didn't expect to meet a master like you in Wangjing, I saw you today, it's just ...... It's amazing what a benefit!" The girl put her hands on her straddles and shook her shoulders, while her feet were doing some tapping movements, and she knew at first glance that she was an athletic girl.
I politely said, "It's over." Then he wiped the sweat from his face with his hands.
Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly handed over a handkerchief embroidered with a phoenix pattern.
I hesitated, but the girl's hand holding the handkerchief shook and said with a smile: "You wipe the sweat on your hands, aren't your hands still sweaty?"
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