Chapter Seventy-Three: The Drunkard
When I came to Sister Liu's office, she was on the phone, so I sat down next to her. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ info There are a bunch of materials on her desk, and the top one is the Binjiang Road robbery and murder case. I picked up the stack of materials and shook it in front of Sister Liu, who nodded to me.
With her permission, I started flipping it over. I have a general understanding of the previous information, but when I turned to the last page, I was dumbfounded, it was a death certificate of Sun Mingkang!
Sun Mingkang died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage at 3 a.m. on September 28. I don't know why, when I saw this sentence, the first thought that popped into my mind was what was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and death? He must have been killed!
"What's wrong? What do you see? Scared like this? Sister Liu took the stack of materials from my hand, looked at it and said, "It turned out to be this!" β
I forced myself to calm down and asked, "Did he really die of a cerebral hemorrhage?" β
"Of course, this is written in black and white, can it be fake? And that's not something we can question. β
"I just thought it was so sudden, I couldn't believe it for a while."
Sister Liu put the information on the table into the cabinet and said, "He died quite suddenly, but no one expected this life, old age, sickness and death." β
"But I always find it a little strange."
Sister Liu returned to her seat and said, "This case has been strange from the beginning, but now there is something even stranger than this." β
"What case?"
"You still ask me? Didn't you go yesterday? β
"Oh, you said that." I showed her the notebook and said, "I haven't sorted it out yet, so you can look at it yourself." β
Sister Liu took the notebook and said, "When did you become so lazy?" β
I smiled and said, "Oh, I'm here to help." β
Sister Liu took my phone and took a picture of my notes, and I said, "Eh! Why didn't I think to take a picture and send it to you? After taking the photo, Sister Liu returned the notebook to me and said, "Lin Min, why have you been out of state lately?" β
I was amazed and asked, "Is there any?" I think it's okay. β
Sister Liu looked around, pulled me over again, and whispered to me: "Yesterday afternoon, when I took something to the president, I heard Old Man Zheng and the president talking about you. β
"Me?" I lowered my voice and said, "What do they say about me?" β
"Old man Zheng said that you have not been in good shape recently, and you can't evaluate excellent employees."
I almost fainted, but Sister Liu hurriedly helped me up. I said, "It's too naΓ―ve for him to go to the president and beat me up for a small report!" How old is he? β
Sister Liu hurriedly covered my mouth and whispered, "You be quiet!" He didn't make a small report, but he said this when the president asked him to recommend candidates. I told you that I want you to pay attention to yourself in the future and see how to save your image, I remember that Old Man Zheng also valued you a lot before?
In the past, Old Man Zheng valued me a lot, and said that I had a bright future. But I haven't done anything wrong lately! Could it be because I insisted on interfering in the investigation of the ancient coffin and offended Director Lin and Professor Li, so Old Man Zheng wanted to suppress me? I thought about it and said, "It's already a stain, how can I get it back?" β
Sister Liu said: "You don't have to be too stressed, just work hard." β
I said, "That's all I can do, and I can't think of anything I can do to please the leaders." I'll go back first, Sister Liu. Otherwise, I'll say I'm running around in a while. β
"Well, you can go."
I don't know how ugly my face is right now, I feel like I can't control my expression anymore. Walking back to the office, Xiao Zhang asked, "What's the matter, why did this expression become like this when I came back?" It's like going from heaven to hell, aren't you quite happy just now? Met a creditor? β
I sighed and said, "It's hard to put into words." β
Yang Huan walked over with the manuscript and said, "Sister Lin, I have sorted out yesterday's materials, you can take a look." β
I said lightly: "I don't want to read it now, you can just write the press release and read it." β
"Oh."
Xiao Zhang said: "Could it be that you fell out of love in just a few minutes?" β
Hearing him say this, I laughed all of a sudden, I was indeed out of love, and I lost Old Man Zheng's love for me. I took out my phone and sent a message to Xiao Zhang about what I had just heard.
Xiao Zhang replied to me: "Excellent has a fart!" There will be no bonuses. We will run the news by ourselves, and we will take the same salary, who likes it or not? β
I smiled and nodded at Xiao Zhang, who said, "Let's go, go out and find money!" β
Loss is also a matter of an instant, Xiao Zhang is right, Old Man Zheng can't deduct my salary, as long as Meng Yingjiu likes me.
Rabindranath Tagore said, "He who is too eager to do good will not find time to be good." "I'd better live my life, I just need to have a clear conscience about myself.
In the morning, I went to the vicinity of Linjiangmen to run a news, and after finishing work, I remembered that Meng Yingjiu said that Uncle Qing's antique shop was nearby, so I called Meng Yingjiu, and he happened to be in the store, so I decided to take the opportunity to go and see him, and we could have a meal together at noon.
There is a street in Linjiangmen that is a famous antique street in Chongqing, and a street built in the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties is full of antique shops. According to the address given by Meng Yingjiu, I soon found Uncle Qing's antique shop "Drunkard". At a glance, the decoration of the shops on the entire street is almost the same, but Uncle Qing's shop has a unique name.
Uncle Qing's store has a bamboo curtain at the door, and a sign is hanging next to it that reads: Open. I opened the bamboo curtain and saw Meng Yingjiu sitting on the carved stool inside reading a book, I wanted to sneak in to scare him, but unfortunately I forgot the bamboo curtain behind me, as soon as I let go, the bamboo curtain fell down with a "clang".
Hearing the voice, Meng Yingjiu looked up and saw me coming in, put down the book and said, "You are here." β
Uncle Qing also came out when he heard the sound and said, "Xiao Min is here!" Look at the good wine I just went to find for you. As he spoke, Uncle Qing gently shook the red wine in his hand.
I said, "Uncle Qing, I still have to go to work in the afternoon, so I won't drink today." β
"This is good wine, so let's let Xiao Meng bring it back for you in the afternoon, and you two will drink it slowly in the evening."
Meng Yingjiu got up and walked up to me and said, "How is the morning?" β
"It's okay."
Uncle Qing put down the wine and said, "What's wrong?" Not happy at work? β
I smiled and said, "Work is just for life, and you have to go to work whether you are happy or not." β
Uncle Qing said: "How can it be for life? Aren't people living for a dream? β
"My dream is to live without having to go to work."
"Xiaomin, how can you be depraved?" As soon as Uncle Qing finished speaking, someone opened the bamboo curtain and walked in, it was a middle-aged man dressed extraordinarily, Uncle Qing said: "Boss Chen hasn't been to the shop for a long time, what do you want today?" β
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "There is just something, I want to trouble Uncle Qing to help me find it!"