The sun is setting. In the huge president's office, it was so quiet that only Lin Qian's own breathing was left.

She looked up again and looked quietly, only to see Li Zhicheng sitting behind the table, still reading the working documents of various departments, still, without any expression.

He's been sitting still for an hour – since he received the winning bid.

It's time to get off work, and the top floor is almost empty. Lin Qian also had no intention of working, holding his chin with one hand, and moving the leaves of the small green plant on the table meaninglessly with the other, again, again, again......

Finally, Li Zhicheng inside the door stood up. Lin Qian immediately sat upright, put on a very quiet and natural expression, and looked in his direction. I saw him turn off the computer, put on his coat, and walk towards the door.

Lin Qian immediately stood up: "President." ”

Li Zhicheng raised his eyes to look at her. The jet-black eyebrows seem to have been rendered with an ink pen, which is exceptionally clear and quiet under the lamp.

After groaning, he said: "Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, a meeting of all the executives will be called." ”

"Okay." Lin Qian answered simply, and then asked, "What is the topic?" ”

"The next step for the group." His voice was still deep and powerful.

Lin Qian was stunned, and replied with a smile: "Okay, I'll inform them early tomorrow morning." ”

Li Zhicheng nodded, turned around and walked out.

Lin Qian: "Are you going home now?" ”

Li Zhicheng reached out and raised the collar of his coat, and his side face was indifferent: "No." Get out for a walk. ”

Lin Qian stood in place, watching him walk away, walking into the elevator, and the elevator door slowly closed. She sat down, stared at the dark brown paulownia door of the president's office closed in front of her, and let out a long sigh. Then he lay listlessly on the table.

——

The sky is not yet completely dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun spreads throughout the industrial park. Li Zhicheng stepped out of the building, looked up, put his hands in his pockets, passed by the scattered workers, and walked to the rows of factories behind.

Since taking office, he has been walking around the park on a regular basis. Because he seldom showed up, and walked in a hurry with his head down, few people recognized him.

In the security booth next to the factory, a bunch of people were chatting. It wasn't until Li Zhicheng walked away that Gao Lang, who was a little stunned, silently withdrew his gaze.

At this time, a forklift worker in his early thirties next to him whispered: "I heard that the big project is yellow, is it true?" ”

Another security guard immediately replied, "It's true." Don't you know? It's all spread this morning! My sister-in-law is in the administration department, and she said that she was completely yellow! ”

Gao Lang frowned when he heard this, and asked, "Then what should we do with Aida?" ”

Everyone sighed for a long time.

Twilight is falling, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians in the park. Gao Lang sat in a noisy pile of worker security guards, but he was exceptionally silent. His hair had been grabbed by himself into a chicken coop, and he was very worried about Li Zhicheng, but he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, another security guard next to him stared at the factory in front of him and said, "Hey, what is that for?" ”

Gao Lang followed his line of sight, and several other security guards had already stood up with puzzled expressions.

I saw that under the low night, dozens of workers in blue uniforms, almost all of them with calm faces, crowded forward and back, and walked in the direction of the office building.

——

When Lin Qian stepped out of the office building, it was almost dark. There was some noise around, but she didn't care about it because she was thinking about it. When I walked to the middle of the parking lot in front of the building, I suddenly felt that something was wrong behind me.

She turned to look, and her eyes widened suddenly—

A large group of blue-clad workers are coming from not far away, flocking to the office building. Lin Qian's eyes were sharp, and he even saw a few people mixed in it, carrying something like an iron rod in his hand. What's even more striking is that several security guards are rushing over from one side, and the lead one is the fastest, not Gao Lang!

They stopped in front of the workers' ranks, and Gao Lang said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?" Where are you going? ”

The leading workers were all tall men in their thirties, with fierce faces. One of them yelled, "Get out of the way, little security guards!" We're going to go to the group leadership theory! Justice is at ease in the hearts of the people! They are in arrears of wages, colluding with internal and external parties, and bringing down AIDA, regardless of the life and death of our old employees! We're going to ask for an explanation! ”

As soon as the words fell, several people in the team echoed loudly. The others were also in a hurry.

The security guards were all young men, and they were all stunned and a little overwhelmed. Only Gao Lang craned his neck and said loudly: "You guys are making trouble!" There is no such thing at all! Go back! ”

When he heard the troublesome workers say those nonsense words, the first thought that popped up in Lin Qian's mind was:

Is it New Baorui or Simic Gas?

Her heartbeat began to pound and accelerate, and she turned around and walked farther and safer as she took out her mobile phone to call Li Zhicheng. Before it was connected, I suddenly heard another chaotic noise over there, and someone shouted angrily: "Fight!" This kid is also their man, and he came to bring down Ida! ”

Lin Qian's heart sank, and he turned his head to look, only to see that the men in blue overalls and dark gray security uniforms had already mixed together. Punches, kicks, sieges, tearing, hideous, panicked faces, all intertwined, real dry on the shelves! In the dim night, the iron rod in someone's hand was raised high, and then fell heavily, I don't know who it hit or the ground, and there was a dull sound.

Lin Qian's heart twitched. At this time, Li Zhicheng's phone was connected, one after another, ringing in her ears, but no one answered for a long time. Lin Qian's mood was even worse, and he hung up and dialed 110.

At this time, there were other people around who noticed the situation here: the staff who came out of the building, the workers in the factory area behind, and the security guard at the gate...... Some of them rushed forward and shouted to stop, but more of them were like Lin Qian, standing on the periphery and not daring to move.

At this moment, in the scuffling battle group, a worker leader suddenly looked in the direction of Lin Qian, pointed at her and shouted: "That woman is from Si Meiqi!" Grab her and ask! ”

Suddenly, many people looked at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian's heart fell even more, and she didn't care if she called the police, someone would definitely report it, she turned around and ran!

It's Maggie! There is no doubt that it is Maggie!

Since it was a premeditated incitement to make trouble, it is likely that some underworld forces were also found to be involved. Lin Qian would never obediently stay to "confront" or "drink" with them, because it would definitely be useless.

She was fast and quick to turn, and in the blink of an eye she ran out of the parking lot, leaving the men behind her. As soon as she jumped down the steps, there were a few people in front of her who were originally standing onlookers, and suddenly blocked her way.

Lin Qian immediately turned around and ran, but one of them reacted quickly, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back. The night was already dark, the trees were shadowy, and the street lights were not lit. Lin Qian only saw a few tall black shadows surrounding her in the middle. Then one of them suddenly raised his hand, and with a "snap", a heavy slap fell on her face.

Lin Qian was beaten so much that his eyes were full of stars, a hot stinging pain came from his cheeks, and a fishy sweet cold immediately came up at the corners of his mouth. Only then did the men let go of her and walked briskly towards the gate of the group, and their figures quickly disappeared into the crowd of spectators outside the door.

Lin Qian stood in place with his face covered, tears poured out at once, and his legs and feet seemed to be a little weak. She stared at the direction the group had left, then turned her head to look at the office building. In the vast night, there were more people gathered there, and it was more chaotic.

She held back her tears, pulled out her phone, and continued to call 110. As soon as he pressed two buttons, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him. Her heart came up again, and Huo Ran turned around-

Crashed into a pair of familiar dark eyes.

Li Zhicheng stood behind her, the black figure stood tall, his breathing was a little fast, and his eyes were firmly fixed on her.

Lin Qian's heartbeat was still very chaotic, his voice had calmed down, he looked at him, and said clearly: "I'm fine, you go and deal with it." I'm coming to call the police, you beware. ”

Before the words fell, the hand that was still covering his cheek was held tightly by him. Lin Qian looked at him in a daze, he removed her hand, his gaze stopped on her already red and swollen cheeks, and there was a coldness in his eyes: "Who hit it?" ”

For some reason, his words made the tears she had suppressed suddenly pop up again. Hurriedly sniffed lightly and replied, "I didn't see it clearly, I ran away." ”

Li Zhicheng didn't speak again.

His dark eyes were fixed on her, his hands still clasping her wrists, his fingers warm and strong.

Being stared at by him like this, Lin Qian's mind suddenly felt a little empty, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.

At this time, two military security guards ran over and stood behind Li Zhicheng.

Li Zhicheng still looked at her, but said to the security guard behind him: "Take her out of here." Don't let anyone touch her again. ”

"Yes!"

Before Lin Qian could say anything, he had already let go of her hand, turned around and strode away.

Lin Qian walked out under the protection of a security guard.

After walking a few steps and turning around, I saw that Li Zhicheng had already stepped into the parking lot, and walked towards the group of troublemakers without looking back.

——

Lin Qian was taken to the small building where the security department was located.

She stood on the balcony, using an ice pack given by the security guard to her swollen cheeks.

The night was already dark, and the hustle and bustle of the parking lot in the distance was still indiscernible. I saw another group of security guards, as well as workers in blue, hurrying over there.

In the panic of the night, Lin Qian was anxious. I don't know if Li Zhicheng, Gao Lang and others were injured, and I don't know how the situation is going. Why haven't the police arrived yet?

Her cheeks were still swollen and painful, and the scene of a few men blocking her just now flashed in her mind, and she was afraid and hateful. wanted to make a call to Lin Mochen, but pressed his hand on the keyboard, but he dispelled this idea.

At this time, the security guard who accompanied her also came out of the back room. Looking into the distance, he also had a sad face. He raised his eyes to look at her again, and said hesitantly: "Lin Zhu, let's love it...... Is it really not working? Are we going to lose our jobs? ”

Lin Qian looked at him with a heavy expression with a hint of expectation, and couldn't answer for a while.

Just then, the phone she was holding in her hand rang.

It's an unfamiliar number.

She picked it up absentmindedly: "Hello." ”

It was noisy, there was music, there was the sound of people talking, and there was laughter.

Lin Qian's heart suddenly felt bad.

Then I heard Chen Zheng's familiar and gentle voice, which came word by word: "Lin Qian, fight with me, does it hurt?" ”

The author has something to say: today this chapter is relatively small, and it is also a bit out of state.

Yesterday, I learned the news of the death of a Jinjiang author, and I have been very uncomfortable.

Qingge is one of my favorite authors in Jinjiang. Although I haven't had a deep friendship, and I've only talked a few times on QQ, I've always liked her articles very much. Her writing is beautiful and tactful, and the love she writes is delicate and moving, reaching the hearts of the people. Every time I read her articles, I always feel thrilled and benefited a lot.

But such an excellent author died so suddenly. Yesterday I chatted with many authors and readers, and everyone cried.

It is said that Qingge was driving at night and collided with a truck on the highway, so he went. She is in the prime of her life, and she has a young son at home who is not yet an adult. She'll never come back.

A piece of song, a piece of song.

I wish her all the best in heaven. If there is an afterlife, I hope she can be smooth and safe, full of talents, and happy to old age with those who love her and the people she loves.