Chapter 8: Red Note Murder Case I
As twilight fell, the lights began to come on, and the bustling footsteps of the people on the street became hurried and hurried, and the sunset seemed to be unwilling, and forced the last residual red to be smeared on the horizon, emitting a dim afterglow, reflecting on the 50-storey silver building, shrouding this majestic high-rise building with a touch of weirdness.
Liu Yuegang, who worked overtime for two hours, finally sorted things out, and when his nerves relaxed, his intuitive mind was swollen, his vision was blurred, and he was hungry.
He wants to go out for a bowl of steaming beef ramen to reward himself for his hard work and clear his mind.
However, as soon as he opened the door of the supervisor's office, a piece of white A4 paper flew from his head with a faint yellow light, floated down, and smashed on his Cheng Liang's leather shoes.
The paper had apparently been tucked into the crack in the door, and out of curiosity, he bent down to pick it up and put it in his hand.
He opened it and saw Juanxiu in italics written in bright red and dazzling red pen: Liu Yuegang, you'd better take the initiative to withdraw from the election of the marketing director of the marketing department of Yinhui Group, otherwise, even if you succeed, you will not be able to see the new rising sun the next day after taking office.
Liu Yuegang frowned unconsciously, but he didn't expect it to be written to him.
His first reaction was that someone was playing a prank, someone must have tried to intimidate him with such a pediatric trick and make him quit voluntarily, it was too ridiculous, he cursed in his heart, folded back, threw the note into the trash basket in the office, and only thought about the fragrant beef and coriander in the ramen.
But after a few steps, the piece of paper, along with the words on it, floated and jumped before his eyes again. He thought of next Monday's seventy-percent sure contest, and his heart thumped, what if it wasn't a prank?
He turned it back again, picked it up from the dirty garbage basket again, and read it carefully, wondering in his heart who had done it. This time, he also participated in the election with Duan Yiwen and Li Shangfeng, but this is by no means the handwriting of the two of them, this word is light and delicate, and it should be from the hand of a woman.
Just as he was thinking, his stomach growled, and he was really hungry, so he carefully folded the paper and put it in the inner pocket of his suit and continued to speculate.
Who would have made such a piece of paper? Duan Yiwen is still Li Shangfeng. Li Shangfeng is unlikely, although he is running, his strength is obviously not enough. And Duan Yiwen is not like someone who can do this kind of thing, and other people are even more unnecessary.
No, it is possible for both of them, maybe Li Shangfeng handed over such a note on both sides, allowing both himself and Duan Yiwen to withdraw, and he waited quietly to reap the power of the fisherman. No wonder his strength is so bad, and he still comes to campaign.
Duan Yiwen also can't get rid of suspicion, if Duan Yiwen finds someone to write it and stuff it to him, if he believes it and quits, then the position of marketing director will definitely be Duan Yiwen's.
In addition to the two of them, Liu Yuegang also thought of one person, and that was his rival in love - Guo Jianjun. After all, Guo Jianjun had a 100,000 yuan gambling contract with him based on this matter. Three months ago, the two had made a bet that if he became the marketing director, Guo Jianjun would pay him 100,000 yuan, and otherwise, he would pay Guo Jianjun 100,000 yuan.
Knowing that there was today, he shouldn't have had a fever in the first place, he was impulsive, what a broken bet, it was really a mess, Liu Yuegang regretted not falling, he thought about it for a while, he had a headache, and he couldn't figure out who was most likely.
In the end, like a walking corpse, he still walked to the Lanzhou ramen restaurant he frequented, a bowl of noodles in his stomach, but he didn't smell the fragrance of meat and vegetables, and after filling his stomach without any appetite, he decided to test Duan Yiwen the next day, as for the election materials, he prepared as usual, after all, for this position, he worked too many shifts, stayed up too much heat, and threw himself on work in several dreams, and paid too much effort, so he couldn't say give up and give up.
On this day, Liu Yue was busy until late before lying down to rest, but he opened his eyes and looked at the white floor-to-ceiling windows a few times, tossing and turning.
The next day, he came to the company early, lit a hibiscus king, and waited for Duan Yiwen at the gate.
Seeing Duan Yiwen coming in with a briefcase in good spirits, Liu Yue hurriedly stepped forward to greet him with a smile.
He reached into his trouser pocket with his right hand to pull out the Hibiscus King, but his eyes sharply glanced at Duan Yiwen's long and white face, as if he wanted to take advantage of the extremely close distance to see whether the red note was what he was looking for.
"Yiwen, morning!" He handed the cigarette over and said hello.
Duan Yiwen bent his wrist in front of him, looked at the time, there was still half an hour before going to work, and responded, "Uncle Liu is early." He took the cigarette.
Liu Yuegang lit a fire for the cigarette in Duan Yiwen's mouth and asked, "How are you preparing for the election?" ”
Duan Yiwen took a puff of cigarette calmly, slowly spit out the smoke ring, and replied: "I didn't prepare anything, I don't know what to prepare?" ”
"You are a young man, there will be more opportunities in the future, not as much as I care, if I don't run this time, I won't have a chance, I should retire!" Liu Yuegang looked at Duan Yiwen seriously and asked tentatively.
"Don't say that, in fact, in this election, the real powerful person is you, and only you have a chance of winning, we are just a foil, I have never liked to do useless work, so I am very lazy."
"The afterlife is terrifying." Liu Yuegang thought to himself, could it be that he also received a threatening note, and hearing this meant that he was ready to quit automatically.
Duan Yiwen said goodbye, avoided Liu Yuegang, and said after spitting out a puff of smoke rings: "I don't deny that this year, the future is terrifying, but it has nothing to do with me, it's too late to check in, let's talk back." ”
In Liu Yuegang's ears, Duan Yiwen's words were more like he wanted to clear up something, and he must have received a note that was almost the same, so he wanted to take the initiative to quit. At this time, Liu Yuegang could almost conclude that Li Shangfeng must have done this, even if it was not him, it had nothing to do with him.
Although he is very sure, Liu Yuegang is still not very reassured.
He regretted that he didn't ask Duan Yiwen directly just now, whether he had encountered strange things in the past two days, and when he wanted to ask him again after work, he was no longer in the office, but he met Li Shangfeng, so he simply chatted with him.
Li Shangfeng does not smoke or drink, and his ability is average, but he is a well-known hard-working talent in the company, although he will not surprise people by doing anything, he will definitely do it steadily and steadily, which is also an important reason why he can be shortlisted for the finals of the election this time.
"Uncle Liu, are you looking for me?" Seeing Liu Yuegang looking at him with a smile, Li Shangfeng greeted him respectfully.
"It's nothing, just ask the campaign, how are you preparing?"
"To tell you the truth, I didn't want to participate in the election at all, if it weren't for my wife's hard work to find me to find life and death, I wouldn't have participated.
"Now that we have been shortlisted, everyone has a chance to work together."
After bidding farewell to Li Shangfeng, Liu Yuegang became confused again, although he is extremely talented in sales and has his own set, but it is really not good to speculate on the harmful heart.