Chapter Eighty-Six: Sleep

Qiao Chau Group Building is a landmark building in the Central Business District of Star City. It is said that the spire of the building can be seen in any corner of the main city of Star City. This towering edifice symbolizes not only power and money, but also Qiao Shen's incomplete childhood.

The last time Qiao Shen came here, it was 13 years ago, and he came to negotiate with his mother for the college entrance examination.

He didn't expect that 13 years later, he would still be here for the same purpose.

In the office on the 32nd floor.

Zhou Yunlan was sitting at the desk sorting out the documents. The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and she looked up in displeasure, and was about to get angry when she saw her grizzled son walking straight towards her. He was followed by assistant Xiao Wang, who was aggrievedly apologizing: "I'm sorry chairman, I ......"

Zhou Yunlan waved his hand, took off his black-framed glasses and threw them on the table, and instructed Xiao Wang: "Go and make a cup of coffee for Mr. Qiao." ”

"Why don't you go to the company and help me resign without my consent?" Qiao Shen propped his hands on the table and looked directly at Zhou Yunlan.

Zhou Yunlan leaned back in the boss's chair and asked him calmly: "Do you go to the disaster area for earthquake relief, with my consent?" ”

"I'm an adult and have the right to ......"

“OK。” Zhou Yunlan raised his eyes and interrupted Qiao Shen, "Then when you signed up for the initial examination of the Air Force Aviation University when you were 16 years old, did you get my consent?" ”

Zhou Yunlan knocked on the table: "Qiao Shen, I hope you understand that you are 29 years old, not 19 years old." There is also a degree of willfulness. ”

"In your seriousness, as long as you don't obey your words, you can be considered willful, right? If that's the case, then you don't need a son, but an employee you like, or a marionette at your mercy. ”

"Obey the word!" Zhou Yunlan slapped the table, "Do you have less time to do it with me?" When you lied to me and said that you applied for CAAC, I spent money to get in touch with CAAC, and tried to contact the admissions office of CAAC everywhere, how much time did I waste in order to prevent them from sending you this notice? What about you? The China Aviation Institute was a pretense from beginning to end, and you took advantage of the fact that I was busy and went to Beijing to participate in the re-examination of the Air Force Aviation University, and successfully got the notice. Have you listened to me about this? ”

Zhou Yunlan had a cold face, and counted one by one: "In order to successfully study at the Aviation University, you came to my office and swore to me, saying that as long as you graduate from university, you will immediately study for an MBA, and you will never go to civil aviation to fly a plane." I was fooled by you, of course those who graduated from military schools will not go to civil aviation to fly planes! ”

Joe pursed his lips deeply, trying not to laugh out loud.

Zhou Yunlan was angry: "You are good, fight for anger!" Just two years after I studied at the Aviation University, you transferred me to the Second Flight Academy of the Air Force to fly bombers. Is this what you mean by obedience? ”

Later, Zhou Yunlan was so angry that he had a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital, Qiao Shen finally relented, the mother and son each took a step back, Zhou Yunlan helped Qiao Shen get a letter of recommendation for the Air Force to transfer to civil aviation, and after training and modification training, Qiao Shen transferred to civil aviation.

Before this, Qiao Shen also promised Zhou Yunlan that he would resign after the age of 30 and go home to study the management company.

Now there is still one year before the agreed deadline, Zhou Yunlan went to the company to help Qiao Shen resign, it was indeed her breach of contract first, but Qiao Shen's job made her too uneasy.

"If I hadn't seen it on TV, I wouldn't have known you went to the disaster area without saying a word. Aftershocks are frequent in the disaster area, I am just a son like you, if you have three long and two short......"

"Then you shouldn't help me resign without my consent." Qiao Shen took out a bank card and handed it to Zhou Yunlan, "This is the liquidated damages you helped me hand over to the company." ”

"Qiao Shen, stop for me." Zhou Yunlan's tone was relatively calm, she walked up to him with her bank card, and without hesitation, she broke the card in half and threw it into the trash, "Let me ask you, how many lives did you save when you went to the disaster area to make this ghost look like this?" ”

Qiao Shen's face was very bad, I don't know if it was because he hadn't rested for a long time, or because of the indifferent tone when his mother mentioned human life.

Zhou Yunlan didn't care about Qiao Shen's expression, she let out a long breath, and changed it to a serious tone: "Even if you don't sleep for seventy-two hours in the disaster area, you won't be able to save a few lives." It's like if you fly 365 days a year, the money you make is not worth half an hour for me. For the disaster area, the most important rescue is post-disaster reconstruction, if you want to contribute to this, you can use the company or your personal name donation, you take 100 million to support the post-disaster reconstruction, save more people than you dig out of the rubble? ”

"In your eyes, human life and money are an equal amount of substitution, right?" Qiao Shen smiled and turned to leave.

Perhaps from the perspective of a businessman, Zhou Yunlan's idea is right. But from the perspective of soldiers, the relationship between human life and money has never been equal.

Qiao Shen's mobile phone was out of battery before, and it turned off automatically, he put it at the front desk to charge it for a while, and pulled out the charging cable by the way when he went out.

As soon as the phone was turned on, more than 20 missed calls popped up. He saw Lu Qian's name at a glance. He called Lu Qian's phone back and reached out to stop a taxi.

The in-car radio is reporting: "...... As the first batch of teams to retreat from the disaster area, the Xingcheng Special Service Squadron has arrived at the fire brigade at 5 o'clock this afternoon, and also brought us first-hand news from the disaster area, so let's contact Luo Yongxu, the leader of the special service squadron......"

Qiao Shen's phone didn't get through, and Lu Qian's mobile phone was turned off. But when I heard the news that she had returned to the team, the big stone in my heart finally fell.

"Sir, where are you going?" The driver asked.

"Special Service Squadron." Qiao Shen subconsciously reported his name, but when he looked down at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, Lu Qian must have been extremely tired after such a long battle, and he should have slept at this point in time.

He changed his words and said, "Forget it, master, go to the Yuchen North Villa Area!" ”

In the corridor in front of the villa, there is a dim night light. Walking through the courtyard, Qiao Shen saw a dark shadow under the night light. The distance was far away, and he thought that Aunt Zhou had forgotten the garbage bag at the door again.

When I walked in, I found that it was Lu Qian......

She was wearing a black T-shirt and trousers, curled up in the doorway, probably because it was a little cold and the air was foggy, so she hugged her knees and leaned against the railing and curled up like a poor stray cat.

In late autumn, the leaves in the yard fell to the ground, and a gust of wind blew, blowing up a dead leaf, which happened to fall on Lu Qian's face. Her face was itchy, but she just reached out and scratched it indiscriminately, and then continued to hold her knees and doze off. The long eyelashes trembled, and it seemed that he had slept unsteadily.

Qiao's face, which had been deep all night, suddenly softened.

He entered the code and opened the door, knelt down on one knee in front of Lu Qian, passed his arm through the crook of her knee, and carefully picked the person up.

The sudden whirlwind made Lu Qian open his eyes uneasily.

"Well, go to sleep." The familiar voice was like a lullaby that Lu Qian had heard when she was a child, giving her a sense of security that she hadn't felt for a long time. Her eyes were slit, as if she had seen a familiar person, three parts real, seven parts dream. She reached out and hooked her neck, and fell asleep again.

Qiao Shen carried her up to the second floor and gently placed her on the bed. She wore a pair of white canvas shoes, and her small feet were as big as the palm of his hand. Qiao Shen really couldn't think of any words to praise these feet, because the blistered feet had wrinkled into wavy lines and were swollen to snow white.

The wide trouser leg was half retracted, and there were bruises everywhere on the calf.

Qiao Shen's brows furrowed tightly, and his gaze fell on the hand she placed on her chest. The back of the hand was covered in deep and shallow wounds, bruises, redness and swelling, and even red marks from blunt objects.

This stupid woman, when she saw that he was scratched by an iron piece, urged him to go to the hospital. When I was covered in bruises, I didn't even bother to take medicine. It's not that she doesn't see herself as a woman, she doesn't see herself as a person at all!

Qiao Shen stared at Lu Qian with love and hatred for a moment, then got up and brought the medicine box. Dip the cotton swab in alcohol and gently pull Lu Qian's hand.

The cold cotton swab grazed the wound, and the pain made Lu Qian frown in his sleep. The pain was so real that it didn't feel like a dream at all. Finally, Lu Qian struggled to open his eyes.

In the eyes, Qiao Shen was lowering his head, holding her hand, gently helping her to apply medicine while gently blowing on the wound......