A friend
This sentence alone ignited a wildfire, and the sound of rain outside the window grew louder and louder, muffling out all the noise.
Ren Zixian was bullied so badly, he raised his head to reveal his fair skin, his voice was choked with crying, but his hand tightened his arms around Lin Qingsong's neck more and more, allowing him to drop kiss marks.
In front of Lin Qingsong, she never concealed her desires, and every time she hooked him to death.
Xiao Gui thought that Ren Zixian was being bullied, and frantically scratched the door in the room, but no one had the time to pay attention to it.
Early in the morning, Lin Qingsong was woken up by the alarm clock, and when he touched the coldness around him, he was not idle.
Lin Qingsong opened his eyes in a daze, turned off the muted mobile phone and kept flashing, it was Wang Qi calling.
"Mr. Lin, the master wants you to go."
"Have you checked your affairs?" Lin Qingsong didn't seem to hear the previous sentence.
Wang Qi paused for a moment: "Mr. Lin, they are still investigating." ”
Lin Qingsong stood in front of the window and lit a cigarette: "Let them do things well and don't care about anything else." ”
When Lin Xuedi went to the archaeological excavation, he did not follow the regulations to protect himself, and inhaled the corpse toxin, which led to the death of infected germs.
But all kinds of signs have been told to the Lin family that Lin Xuedi died in an accident, but Zhu Jinglan can't accept it.
Now that Lin Qingsong wants to re-investigate this matter, his actions will naturally alarm Father Lin's people.
It was also expected that Father Lin wanted to see him.
Lin Qingsong got dressed and was about to go out when he felt that there seemed to be someone in the tea room next door.
Wrapped in a white blanket, huddled on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, huddled together and leaning on the sofa.
On the small table beside her was a boiling pot of tea, hot and fragrant.
Ren Zixian was looking out the window in a daze, his long hair scattered and fell to the ground, the whole person was slender and fragile, and there were traces of last night's madness on his shoulders.
With such a beautiful view, Lin Qingsong's heart softened, and he pushed the door and walked into the tea room lightly, as if he didn't realize it.
"I'm leaving, you haven't slept enough, just sleep a little longer." Lin Qingsong touched her head and lowered his voice.
Ren Zixian seemed to come back to his senses at this time, and nodded obediently: "When will you come back?" ”
Lin Qingsong's eyebrows jumped, and Ren Zixian's tone was as natural as checking the post to his boyfriend who was about to go out.
There is a relationship between them, and Ren Zixian really treats him as an object?
He didn't know how to answer, and Ren Zixian didn't ask him to answer, her attention was all attracted by the rising tea smoke, and her eyes were blank as if she was still in a dream.
Lin Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief and ignored her, and went to his residence according to Father Lin's request.
Lin's father, Lin Kaifeng, also sat in Lin's company for decades when he was young, and now although he has taken a back seat, Yu Wei is still there, and even Lin Qingsong can't disobey his wishes.
Lin Qingsong is the eldest son of the Lin family, born in the stage of Lin's father and Lin's mother's business, and the two have many expectations for him.
And Lin Xuedi is the youngest son of the Lin family, when he was born, the Lin Group had already passed the most difficult period, and the Lin family's parents naturally favored their young son.
Compared with Lin Qingsong, Lin's father and Lin's mother can be said to be conniving at Lin Xuedi.
Fortunately, Lin Xuedi was not arrogant, but inherited the gentle temper of Mother Lin, and was upright like a sun.
Lin Xuedi died unexpectedly that year, and the Lin family couldn't accept it, so they tried their best to track down his case, but found nothing.
Lin Xuedi's death was a blow to Zhu Jinglan that was enough to destroy her, and in the blink of an eye, a harmonious and happy family was completely shattered. Lin Qingsong understands very well that Zhu Jinglan prefers his youngest son.
The investigation lasted for a year, and Lin Kaifeng finally accepted that his youngest son had indeed died in an accident.
But Zhu Jinglan's mental state is getting worse day by day, and even after hallucinations, she was diagnosed with severe depression.
In order to no longer stimulate Zhu Jinglan, Lin Kaifeng moved out of the Lin family's old mansion and stopped the senseless pursuit with a wave of his hand.
"I heard you're back at the old mansion? How's your mom? Lin Kaifeng asked.
"It's still like that." Lin Qingsong sat down, and a cup of hot coffee was delivered to him, "Lin's Pharmaceutical has decided to develop Texilishu." ”
Lin Kaifeng's eyes froze, and after a while: "It's okay, since you have decided, you can do it well." ”
Four years ago, Lin's Pharmaceutical developed a new neurological drug Tsilishu, and when it was cooperating with Fengjing University, Lin Xuedi had an accident.
Because Lin Xuedi is a student of Fengjing University, the cooperation with Fengjing University has been temporarily suspended.
At the beginning, the process from the project to the application was without mistakes, only the east wind.
It is only natural that it should be reopened now.
"I'm going to re-investigate Xuedi's affairs."
As soon as Lin Kaifeng heard this, his face was gloomy in an instant, and he scolded sharply: "Don't do meaningless things!" Tessilishu is a psychotropic drug, which can bring benefits to the Lin family, you have to do it, I don't care about you, but distinguish between priorities and priorities, don't dwell on the past! ”
Uncle Bai, the housekeeper, heard Lin Kaifeng's voice inside, stood at the door and looked anxiously inside, not daring to step forward.
Lin Qingsong stood straight.
"I told you, it was an accident!" Seeing that he didn't get in with oil and salt, Lin Kaifeng stood up and paced, "Xuedi is also my child, if someone really assassinates him, can I let the murderer go?" Now that your mother is finally showing a little sign of improvement, don't disturb her mind with Xuedi's matter! ”
"Then you can't see Xuedi resting in peace? I know Xuedi, he will not neglect protection at all! Lin Qingsong looked directly at Lin Kaifeng, "I won't delay the project." I'll send someone to check it myself. ”
Lin Kaifeng took a long breath: "I'll tell you the truth, if I can't find out about this matter, then it means that there is no problem at all." It is impossible for the Lin family to provide you with any help, is this matter already a certainty in the outside world, if it is turned out again, it will not only cause turmoil within the company, but also damage the reputation of the Lin family. ”
Lin Qingsong lowered his eyes and listened, Lin Kaifeng continued: "You were not in China at the time, I checked everything I could find, even if you check it now, it won't change anything." ”
Both of them understood that Lin Kaifeng was not without doubts.
Zhu Jinglan obviously concealed it, if the events of the year didn't really hit her too hard, there must be something wrong.
Lin Kaifeng tried his best to check it, only to confirm that this was an accident, and if he checked it now, there is a high probability that there will be no results.
"But are you willing?" Lin Qingsong raised his eyes.
Lin Kaifeng was silent, and then turned back to the second floor: "If you insist on going your own way, then don't let your mother worry anymore." ”
Wang Qi, who was waiting at the door, saw Lin Qingsong come out and greeted him in two steps: "Mr. Lin, your face is not very good, do you need to call a doctor?" ”
Lin Qingsong realized that the feeling of weakness in his body may be because he was sick, or maybe he was drenched in the rain yesterday and started a fever today.
Even Wang Qi found out that something was wrong with him, but Lin Kaifeng didn't find out.
Lin Qingsong smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Or go to the hospital?" Wang Qi saw that Lin Qingsong didn't speak, and asked tentatively.
Lin Qingsong sat in the car, looking out the window at the wet asphalt road.
It is not uncommon for people to go insane because of the death of a loved one.
But Zhu Jinglan, as a strong woman who started from scratch with Lin Kaifeng, is an extremely rational person herself, and she is not so fragile.
What's more, Lin Qingsong always had a trace of doubt in his heart.
Even if it is to wish Jinglan peace of mind, Lin Qingsong has to investigate Lin Xuedi's case clearly.
"Go back to the company and go to Lin Dong to get back the information about Lin Xuedi and Tsilishu." Lin Qingsong commanded.
Wang Qi then looked solemn, and it seemed that Lin Dong had agreed to Lin Qingsong's request.
Because of Lin Xuedi's accident back then, the Lin family fell into a lot of turmoil.
Now that it has been stable for a few years, Mr. Lin wants to investigate Lin Xuedi's accident again, and no matter what the purpose, he will break the slightly stable situation.
When Ren Zixian received a call from Wang Qi, he was in the laboratory to mend the paste.
According to the restoration literature, the viscosity of the paste used is not the same, so I take a brush and dip it in the paste to observe the water flowing down.
This time, the edges of the materials to be repaired are brittle and thin, and it is necessary to use a slightly thin slurry, and if you choose a paste that is too heavy, you will not be able to grasp the fibers.
When Ren Zixian was mixing the paste with his experience, Wang Qi's call came.
"Who do you say has a fever?"
"Mr. Lin has a fever." Wang Qi whispered, as if he was afraid of disturbing anyone's rest, "It should be because of the rain yesterday." ”
Lin Qingsong is Lin Kaifeng's eldest son, and he is a stubborn man, insisting on starting from the most difficult front line and climbing to his current position step by step.
I once went to the construction site, stayed up late to repair the plan, and accompanied the customer all night, and drank on the wine table until I was unconscious for an order.
So I fell into a stomach problem at a young age, and now I haven't eaten for a day, and I am in the rain in the old house, so I naturally can't stand it, and my face is a little pale.
Ren listened to Wang Qi talking endlessly on the other side, and glanced at Professor Mo Wen, who was looking at the ancient paintings in front of the light: "I can't leave here, I can't go back early, can he go to the hospital?" ”
"Well, the doctor has seen it. I mean, you can help take care of it. ”
Wang Qi said something a little anxious, although Ren Zixian has been raised by Lin Qingsong for two years, the relationship between the two has always been in this tepid state.
Mr. Lin has always been generous to his lover, and it is not uncommon for him to give a suite a car on a whim.
If it is other little lovers, I can't wait to stick to Lin Qingsong's side all the time to brush my favorability.
Just looking at Ren Zixian's attitude towards Mr. Lin, such a good opportunity to ask for warmth should not be missed.
Professor Mo Wen noticed her gaze: "What's wrong?" ”
Ren Zixian could only answer: "One...... My friend got sick and was sent to my house. ”
Professor Mo Wen raised his eyebrows: "Then you hurry back and take good care of it." ”
When the professor got older, he took these things seriously, and when he heard that there was a sick person in Ren Zixian's family, he immediately approved the leave.
Ren Zixian had no choice but to go back to the villa with his information, and saw Wang Qi with Lin Qingsong's assistant in the living room.
As soon as he saw that he was idle, Wang Qi immediately stepped forward: "Mr. Lin has taken medicine and is resting inside, so please take good care of it." ”
Wang Qi naturally knew how much Ren Zixian cared about Lin Qingsong.
At that party that year, Wang Qi witnessed the whole process of falling in love with Ren Ziidle.
In the past, he didn't believe in love at first sight, he could only say that beauty misled people, and it turned out that men were also misguided.
Ren Zixian stayed by Lin Qingsong's side for two whole years, and even Wang Qi felt incredible.
Seeing that Ren Zixian was so unpopular, Wang Qi also hated that iron could not become steel.
Ren Zixian didn't know what Wang Qi was thinking, so he walked upstairs by himself, and turned his head to see Wang Qi and his assistant still standing.
"Anything else?"