Chapter VI. An old man waiting to die in the chapel
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly stopped opposite the pre-arranged shopping mall in the face of the rain. After verifying the identities of both parties, I opened the car door, got into the car, and immediately saw a man with glasses, about 35 years old, and quite gentle-looking. Sitting in the back of the car, he smiled at me.
As soon as I sat down next to him, the other party immediately ordered the driver to drive, and then he introduced himself very briefly, and finally said very excitedly, "Mr. Jiang, I finally saw you." Our boss may have been saved! ”
"What do you mean?"
"He's been preoccupied all this time, and I've wanted to ask him several times, but I'm afraid of provoking him off. In short, he didn't think about tea and dinner, and he couldn't sleep all night, and at first I thought it was a business matter. It turned out not to be. But I can't say exactly why. It's the first time I've seen our boss like this, and in the past, no matter how difficult or tricky the situation he encountered in the business field, he would not be depressed. The secretary had a sad face, and he looked loyal to Qian Dihao, at least on the surface.
"Oh." I nodded and said, "How's he doing?" ”
"It's bad." The gloom on the secretary's face became even thicker, "It's getting worse and worse!" At first, he met with people and told us things in person, but now that he's completely hidden, I think it's probably ...... Maybe our boss is sick with something. Reluctance to meet people. But what can keep him hidden? Our boss never had any bad habits. I am not very enthusiastic about the opposite sex. ”
At this time, the car turned a corner at the intersection and drove towards a very lively shopping mall.
This made me a little puzzled, because according to the previous secretary, the place where their boss lives now is not easy to find, and it should be to go to a remote place.
Seeing that I had been staring at the section of the road outside the window, the secretary said very cleverly, "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, we will go to the underground garage of the 'Dafengtian' shopping mall now, where you will naturally see our boss." ”
"Oh."
At this point, we never talked again.
In fact, I don't know what to say, before I met Qian Dihao. All speculation is in vain. It's better to save some effort and see what Qian Dihao has to say.
After a while, the car really drove towards the underground garage of 'Da Fengtian'. I'm not very familiar with this place, but I've been here a few times, and I know there's another way up the hill in the underground garage. Access to a fitness center club. In addition to this, there is also an elevator at the back entrance of the mall, which also leads to the mall.
Cars are constantly shuttling in and out of the empty parking lot. In the end, I actually drove uphill, but when I got to the middle, the driver turned the car onto another ramp. As far as I know, continuing down that road is a dead end, and it should be a place for large trucks to pick up the lead.
Unexpectedly, the driver drove the car directly in, and then, the car stopped at the end. We waited in the car for a while when we suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound, as if it was shaking outside. Then, the scene outside the window instantly turned dark, and I immediately realized that the car was descending, and there seemed to be a lifting platform that could be lowered down where I had just stopped.
After about seven or eight seconds, the field of vision in front of me opened up again. I saw the car descend to a large and empty square, surrounded by a number of custom-made landscape lights, the lights were soft, colorful, dazzling, and very beautiful.
I didn't expect that there was a hidden space in the parking lot of the mall, but this also explains what the secretary said before, this place is difficult to find, it is indeed very difficult to find.
After a few minutes of driving in the square, I found a three-story wooden attic at the end. The roof is spire-shaped, with pointed arches and floor-to-ceiling windows that float from the top floor to the bottom. As the car drove closer, I saw that the design of the house had slender beam columns, and the vertical lines resembled a huge awl, giving the impression of being thin and long.
But how do you look like a French Gothic church, especially the glass is still made of stained glass, printed with incomprehensible gorgeous patterns, giving people a strong religious atmosphere.
"Mr. Jiang, please go in alone, our boss has specially instructed that no one is allowed to go in except Mr. Jiang, so we are guarding outside. Our boss should be in the room on the second floor, please come in and find him. Speaking of this, the secretary thought for a while, and did not forget to add, "Please forgive our boss for not being in good health and not being able to come out to greet him, but I think with Mr. Jiang's mind and courage, he will not mind these little things." ”
This guy speaks in a gentleman's voice, and his deferential appearance makes me a little uncomfortable. So I hurriedly walked through the gate in front of me, which was more than two meters high.
As soon as I entered, the light dimmed instantly.
It was a small church-like building, and there were no lights on inside. Only a circle of candles was placed around and in the center, and the flames were flickering and extinguishing, and the brushes seemed to have some kind of strange melody, constantly beating in front of them.
I walked slowly forward, the door was completely open, so I saw the secretary and driver behind me, still the same as before, standing outside the door, staring in the direction I was going, expressionless.
There are benches on both sides for resting, and a narrow aisle in the middle. Walking out of the bench area, a black coffin about three meters long and two meters wide was placed in the center. Around the coffin, there are also densely packed candles, and there are some flowers, wine utensils and other things next to the candles.
Behind the coffin, there is a spiral staircase that leads to the second floor, leading upstairs.
I didn't stop near the coffin, but quickly walked up the stairs, and finally I met Qian Dihao in a velvet room.
Inside the room there is a custom-made bed that is more than three meters long. Overhead, there is a retro crystal lamp that is not very bright. Everything is simple, but there is a kind of luxury in it.
At this time, Qian Dihao was lying on the bed, tightly wrapped in a soft quilt, and only a dry head was exposed.
This is an old man who is about to be in his 60s, and because the light is not strong, his whole person looks lifeless and dying.
I really can't connect this old man in front of me with a big real estate developer who is developing luxury homes.
In my impression, successful people should be vibrant, even if they are old, they should be full of aura. Is it because the body is about to collapse? I always felt that there was some kind of secret hidden inside the big quilt he was wearing.
Of course, that's purely intuitive.
Next to the bed, there is a bedside table about 50 centimeters in length, on which is a photo of Qian Dihao with a framed photo. Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he is personable and wears a pair of glasses, just like his secretary, giving people a sense of politeness.
But now, the well-mannered face had become shriveled and lacked with brown age spots. He looked like he was asleep, so I didn't wake him up immediately, but took a closer look at the room.
On the bedside table, in addition to the framed photo, there was a bottle of expensive looking red wine, and next to it was a goblet with a little red wine inside.
I remember that when I came up just now, there were also wine utensils near the coffin, so it can be seen that Qian Dihao should like red wine very much, even if he is terminally ill, he must drink it happily!
Standing there for I don't know how long it took, Qian Dihao finally woke up, and as soon as he saw me, he immediately asked in a trembling voice, "Is it Jiang...... Jiang Xiaohe? ”
It was a deep voice with desperation!
So I quickly responded to him, "It's me, Mr. Qian, hello for the first time!" What are you looking for me for? ”
"Are you really Jiang Xiaohe?"
"It's me. Your mood doesn't look good, your lips are very dry, do you need me to pour you some red wine to cheer you up? "I think wine should be a very special thing for Qian Dihao, so I proposed.
"If you can, that's for the best. Sorry for you! Qian Dihao shrank his head out, looked at the wine bottle, and lived like a big turtle, but when I saw him do this, he shrunk his body tighter into the quilt. It struck me as weird. Because he looks like he has a natural irresistible allure for red wine.
However, the old man's mood did seem terrible at the moment, so I quickly helped him get a little wine from his glass and passed it to his lips.
"I'm going to have to trouble you, do me a favor!" His body squirmed slightly under the covers, and I could tell that he wanted me to help him put his head on the pillow so that his mouth could drink at an angle. Hongta Sbah.
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Later, Qian Dihao drank a little wine, showed a satisfied expression, and lay back on the pillow, the whole person became a lot more excited, and even his tone seemed to add vitality and vitality.
"Latour (Latuzhuang) is more powerful than Lafite (friends who are familiar with TVB Hong Kong dramas, you must often hear this word)! This is called wine, and after drinking it, every pore will heat up! Qian Dihao said with love in his eyes.
I followed his words and said, "Maybe this is also in line with Mr. Qian's character of being brave and uncompromising in business." However, I hope Mr. Qian can tell me as soon as possible the purpose of our meeting today, is it okay? ”
Qian Dihao was silent suddenly, and slowly spit out two words from his mouth, saying, "Elevator ......"