According to the news reports I saw before the crossing, Teresa Teng was delayed in the hotel for a long time after the onset of illness, and then was sent to the hospital by the waiter, which happened to be the rush hour after work, and encountered a traffic jam on the road, which was delayed for more than 20 minutes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Du Qiu naturally will not let this kind of tragedy happen again, in the past two days, in the name of seeing the scenery, driving a rented car, the line between the hotel and the hospital ran back and forth five or six times, very familiar with the road conditions, immediately after the onset of the illness to the hospital, so did not encounter traffic jams, and pushed the emergency room as quickly as possible.

What followed was a long wait, Du Qiu was very calm, and asked the hotel waiter who accompanied him to go out and buy a few English magazines and come back, and sat on the bench in the waiting area to read it.

Jiang Danfeng was restless, excited and anxious, constantly spinning in the corridor outside the emergency room, feeling for a while, once a beautiful woman of a peerless generation, but now she is desolate and helpless, and she has no relatives around her, and she will complain that she is not ladylike, her vision is too poor, and she chose an irresponsible boyfriend, and finally she empathized, remembering that she had also entered the emergency room, and asked: "Mr. Du, how did you send me to the hospital that day?"

"Delivered by car. ”

"What was I like?"

"It's like a dead man, but it's still hot. ”

"Mr. Du!" Jiang Danfeng not only disliked the ugly sound of his metaphor, but also felt that he was taboo in speaking, and complained: "She is still in first aid, pay attention to what she says." ”

Du Qiu had experienced the death of several relatives in just two or three years, and he had already honed his inner tenacity, he looked down at the magazine, and said lightly: "Language is not a scalpel, it can't hurt your life, and it can't save your life." You either sit honestly or go back to your hotel and get your ticket back and change it to the earliest flight tomorrow. ”

Of course, Jiang Danfeng refused to leave, so he sent the hotel waiter back to deal with it, and then sat down on the bench next to Du Qiu, waited boredly, waited for nearly two hours, the door of the emergency room opened, the doctor walked out, shook his head, and said in English: "I'm sorry, she passed away." ”

"What!" Jiang Danfeng was extremely surprised, jumped up from the bench, his eyes involuntarily reddened, and questioned in disbelief: "She's just asthma." ”

"She was in a terrible physical condition, with complications that led to organ failure......"

In the doctor's explanation, Du Qiu raised his hand and looked at the electronic watch, and found that it was 6:24, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Life and death are fateful, wealth is in heaven......

Since there is no way to save, it is time to move on to the next step......

After paying homage to the remains and personally sending the body into the morgue, Du Qiu asked the doctor to make a copy of the death record, and then dragged the confused and sad Jiang Danfeng back to the hotel, took him to his suite, poured her a glass of water, and then picked up the phone and dialed an international call to the United States to find Zhou Yuan.

Because of the time difference, when Chiang Mai was more than 6 o'clock in the evening, San Jose was more than 4 o'clock in the morning, Zhou Yuan slept soundly, and was very irritable after being woken up by the phone, and scratched on the bedside table with his eyes closed, grabbed several times before picking up the microphone, fed vaguely, and then immediately turned over and sat up, and asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Du, is it really fake?"

"I personally took her to the hospital, and I personally took her to the morgue, and now I have her death record in my hand. Du Qiu briefly introduced the incident in a very calm tone, and then asked, "Can you use this news to exchange media resources with friends?"

"Absolutely no problem!" As a media person, Zhou Yuan knew how valuable this kind of blockbuster news that caused a sensation in the entire Chinese world was, and he was excited and excited, slammed the bed hard, and asked, "What resources does Mr. Du want to exchange for?"

"I wrote an article advocating the promotion of Internet infrastructure construction, and I wanted the senior management of relevant departments to see it. ”

"It's not difficult, I'll arrange it. ”

When Du Qiu hung up the phone, Jiang Danfeng picked up the water cup to splash him, but she didn't splash it, only wet the carpet, she threw away the cup angrily, crossed her waist with one hand, pointed to the direction of the hospital with the other, and asked loudly: "Mr. Du!

"I didn't trade her, I just traded news about her. Du Qiu looked into her eyes and asked rhetorically, "Could it be that if I don't make a deal, she will be able to come back to life?"

Jiang Danfeng was speechless, but it was still difficult to accept emotionally, and he said: "But, it's ......"

"But what?" Du Qiu picked up the cup, held it in his hand, as if holding a dazzling jewel, and asked: "The photo you took yesterday is the last image she left in the world, and there is also an autograph, it will definitely be very valuable in the future, do you plan to collect it forever, or do you plan to take it out for auction?"

Jiang Danfeng's expression moved slightly, and his momentum weakened unconsciously, and he no longer looked like a chivalrous woman who was full of righteous indignation and spoke up just now.

This is the phone ringing in the room, a senior reporter from Xinhua News Agency called, asking about the detailed process of Teresa Teng's death, Du Qiu took out a voice recorder, turned on the hands-free button, while recording, while telling, he spoke in detail, but did not add oil and vinegar, nor subjective assumptions, just said what he saw and heard, and faxed the death record after speaking.

During the period of Du Qiu's call, Jiang Danfeng sat silently next to her in a daze, without saying a word, and after the phone hung up, she seemed to wake up suddenly, and asked in an astringent voice: "Mr. Du, if I die, will you use it like this?"

"If you want to be used, you first have to be useful. ”

"You are really a cold-blooded animal!" Jiang Danfeng's eyes turned red again, he stood up from the chair with a hula, and said loudly: "Since this is the case, then I will only use you in the future, and I won't help you!"

"If you don't, you can resign. ”

For the first time, Jiang Danfeng felt that his teeth were not sharp enough, his mouth was not sharp enough, his mind was like a mess, he couldn't say it in his chest, he was very uncomfortable, and after being silent for a while, he blurted out: "I will only work for money in the future, and I don't really work for you." ”

"Isn't it supposed to be like this at work?" Du Qiu sat at the coffee table, continued to sort out the unfinished snacks, and said indifferently: "I'm the boss, not my boyfriend, I don't care about your sincerity, I only care about your efficiency." ”

"You...... You ......" Jiang Danfeng's tears overflowed from his eyes, and he simply let it go, stomping his feet and shouting: "Du Qiu, you know that I like you, why do you treat me like this?!"

"Who can make Mt. Fuji private with love?" Du Qiu hummed a Cantonese lyric in Mandarin, then turned his head to look at her, and said, "I am honored that you like me, but it doesn't mean that I also like you...... In fact, it's not that I don't like you, it's just that I don't like you enough to make me give up other women for you. ”

When Jiang Danfeng heard him say this, he was both happy and annoyed, and asked jealously, "Which woman?" is it Su Wenxiu?"

"It's not Wenxiu, it's many, many women. Du Qiu treated the row of snacks on the coffee table as a woman, and pointed with his fingers and said: "Film and television stars, international supermodels, socialites, wealthy ladies, etc., I haven't eaten them yet, how can I give up them for you?"

"Du!Qiu!What kind of are you!"

"Do you think I look like a nymphomaniac?" Du Qiu was a little hungry, so he opened a bucket of peanuts and beans, and said while eating: "I asked you to collect information and news about Princess Diana, have you collected it?" I plan to investigate her before July 1, 1997, and the time is very tight. ”

Jiang Danfeng was completely speechless, stepped forward and grabbed a handful of peanut beans, stuffed them into his mouth, and bit them creakingly.

"Since you have said it, then I will also say it directly, I will not get married in the next 20 years, if you think you like what I like, then be a mistress, I will help you find a leisurely job, raise flowers, cook, and live an honest life. ”

"Idiot! I didn't like you to the point where I couldn't do it!"

"Then you'll go ahead and be a secretary. Du Qiu took out two peanut beans stuck together, and said with a smile: "If you want to work the night shift, I will pay you an extra salary, but when I roll the sheets with other women, you can't be jealous, of course, if you are willing to work overtime to participate, I will give you another bonus." ”

"Mr. Du. Jiang Danfeng changed back to the standard title, and sneered and teased: "You are the most shameless and lustful person in the world, shameless and lustful to the extreme!"

"I admit to being lustful, but men love women, you love me, neither deception nor strength, how can you be shameless?" Du Qiu pulled the two peanut beans away, ate one, put one on the coffee table, and said: "Jiang Danfeng, you, like me, are people who value interests over feelings, so why bother?"