As soon as Secretary Zheng went out, another secretary, Hao Xue, pushed open the door and entered: "Boss, according to the schedule, you need to go to the Science and Technology Park now."
Gao Yusheng nodded, put the towel mouse in the drawer, picked up the suit jacket on the hanger and put it on his arm. Secretary Hao sorted out the documents signed on the desk and put them in the folder. He followed him out of the office. The manager of the R&D department who was going to follow him was already waiting outside the door.
The boss and the people from the R&D department left, and Secretary Hao distributed the signed emergency documents to all departments. Zheng Jing, who was complaining to the HR manager, asked him with a bitter face: "I said Hao Xue, who is also a secretary, why have you never been deducted from bonuses?"
Secretary Hao handed a document to the HR manager and pushed the rimless glasses with one finger: "I asked Boss's Siri this question, and it said that the money is being paid for bonuses, and the IQ tax is deducted backwards."
"..." Zheng Jing was stunned for a while with his mouth open, then turned to ask the HR manager, "The boss's customized version of Siri isn't for others to play, right?"
The HR elder sister patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Well, Secretary Hao always speaks more euphemistically."
"… "
Gao Yusheng and his party entered the elevator and met Xu Jiao, a female colleague in the marketing department, who was crying with red eyes. Xu Jiao was small and exquisite, and she started crying when she saw them busy greeting: "Mr. Gao, I'm going to see Tingting and ask for a day off."
This girl went to college in Baodao, and said a taste of Beijing-style Taipu. Usually everyone likes to tease her, but now no one has such thoughts, and they are all silent.
The small and cute creature was sobbing. If Zhai Chen saw this scene, he would definitely not be able to bear to take out a tissue to coax him twice. But Gao Yusheng, who didn't understand pity for Xiangxiyu, just nodded slightly and allowed her to escape from work.
Under the persuasion of other policemen at the police station, Zhai Chen failed to beat the old fritters all over the floor to find his teeth, but the other policemen obviously did not pursue him for "assaulting the police". Thumbs up. The grassroots policemen are so busy with their heels hitting the back of the head every day that these comrades can't get used to this "lord" for a long time.
After lingering for a long time, he walked out of the police station, and happened to meet Xu Jiao who came to ask about the situation.
"You're the bodyguard Greg, aren't you?"
The girl was a head shorter than him, and she was so close that Zhai Chen's eyes went directly over the top of his head. He almost didn't see anyone, so he lowered his head and replied, "Ah, who are you?"
"I'm her colleague and best friend. My name is Xu Jiao. I've seen you before when you picked her up from get off work." On a hot day, the little girl came running all the way, sweating and tearing her makeup. When I learned that the body had been transported away for identification, and the house was temporarily sealed off, and there was no comment on the case, I cried again.
Zhai Chen couldn't help her crying, so he took her to the milk tea shop on the street for a drink.
"Tingting will definitely not commit suicide, it must be done by a bastard in Wang Jinghang." Xu Jiao took a hard sip of the iced milk tea.
Zhai Chen lifted the lid of the ice lemonade, held the cup with one hand and drank it slowly, listening to the girl indignantly tell Li Ting's story in a foreign-style Beijing-style Taiwanese style.
She and Wang Jinghang met when they were renting a house, and this person was the relocated household of Caizhuang. In the past, Caizhuang was a large urban village. Every household built at least three-storey buildings, and each of them was demolished and demolished to become rich. At that time, not long after she graduated from graduate school, she didn't understand anything. She was deceived by Wang Jinghang's sweet words and talked for a while. It turned out that the gap between knowledge and vision was too far, Li Ting wanted to break up, but Wang Jinghang refused. At first, he jumped off the building and cut his wrists to make trouble. Later, he stalked and even followed.
"He said that if Tingting didn't stay with him, it would ruin her." Xu Jiao bit the straw into a flat shape, and couldn't help but start to cry again.
Zhai Chen handed her the napkin beside him: "That is to say, Wang Jinghang is from Caizhuang, so he knows everyone from Caizhuang Xincheng?"
"The landlord must know it, after all, it is a village. The tenant is not necessarily." When the police went to the company to investigate the situation, she had already said that, hoping to arrest the scumbag.
The two left a phone call with each other. To be precise, Xu Jiao unilaterally asked Zhai Chen to leave a phone call for her.
"I know this matter has nothing to do with you... I just don't know. You are a hero who has called Wang Jinghang. Leave your phone number and I will feel at ease."
"It's just a duty."
hero
Zhai Chen shook his head, threw the bag on his shoulders, and took a deep breath. The heat wave wrapped in the exhaust fumes of the car, and the unique smell of this summer made him cough three times. It was such a hot and dry summer when he was young, Zhai Jianguo grinned at him with gauze wrapped around him: "There is no hero, it's just the instinct of human beings."
In the evening after the kindergarten, Zhai Chen brought his nephew to the police station to inquire about the progress of the case. For three consecutive days, he got to know the young police comrade well. The little policeman was very puzzled. This person was just a temporary undocumented black bodyguard. If Zhai Chen was not present, he would have suspected that he was the murderer who came to inquire about information with a guilty conscience.
"I'm still in the employment period," Zhai Chen replied. "The death of a client during the employment period is a shame in my career. If you don't protect good people, you must protect justice." These words are brave and impassioned, and it is almost a match for a The background of serving the country with loyalty is happy.
The little policeman listened in awe, admired his professionalism, and quietly revealed something to him: "The forensic evaluation has calculated that there is an error between the landing point and the free fall, and it is determined that it was thrown by someone. But the murderer has nothing to do with it. No clue, report it to the city bureau, and the city bureau has sent someone to assist in the investigation."
The city bureau sent someone, that is Fang Chuyang and his criminal police team. Zhai Chen patted the little policeman on the shoulder: "Thanks buddy, but don't reveal this kind of news in the future. What if I am the murderer?"
The last sentence was whispered in his ear, and the little policeman stared wide-eyed and froze on the spot, like a cat who was stunned by a weasel, his whole body blown up.
This young comrade has just been on the job, and he is a policeman who handles trivial disputes among the common people on a daily basis, so Zhai Chen has the opportunity to speak out. If Fang Chuyang's subordinates leaked their mouths, they would be rewarded with a baton by Deputy Fang and beat him out of the Interpol team.
Fang Chuyang, from the Criminal Police Team of the Municipal Bureau, is looking at the photos of the scene investigation.
"Deputy team, this matter has not been dealt with by the branch, is it inappropriate for us to bring it up so early?" Chen Zhaohui, a criminal policeman who was squatting on the ground and sorting things, carefully asked Fang Chuyang, who was squatting on the table. Black, suddenly appeared from under the table startling.
"Don't you think this is a bit similar to the Chengnan case?" Another team member turned his head and said.
"The Chengnan case?" Chen Zhaohui sat up straight and quickly pulled out the information about the Chengnan case. A few days ago, a middle-aged man died in the south of the city. The man jumped off the overpass in the middle of the night, broke his neck and lost his breath on the spot. His wife said he committed suicide because he owed a lot of foreign debts to pay, but his parents believed that their son was killed.
The interchange is still under construction, and has not been officially opened to traffic, and there are no cameras around. However, it was seen by many people who went to work in the morning, and it was posted on social networks, causing panic, so it was transferred to the city bureau to check.
It was also a high-altitude fall. There were no witnesses, no suicide note, and no signs. The next day, he made an appointment to meet with someone.
"The ex-boyfriend has an alibi, there are only her own fingerprints on the doorknob, and there are no traces of fighting in the corridor," the detective captain walked in with Fan Dui in his arms, wiping away sweat as he walked, "Where are the footprints?"
Captain Fan used to be Zhai Chen's father's deputy. For example, Fang Chuyang and the others were much older. When they were middle-aged, their physical strength could not keep up with young people.
"The property in this community is very poor, and no one cleans it all the year round. Li Ting's door has been covered with footprints of all kinds of men, women and children, all the way to the elevator." Fang Chuyang found the photos of the footprints and handed them to the captain. The aisle was dirty and full of sundries, including the bottles and jars picked up by the old lady in the middle household, and the diapers of the child thrown by the young couple from the side household.
"Have you checked the windows upstairs and downstairs? Did it fall from another floor?" Fan Dui took it and looked carefully, "Where is that ex-boyfriend from?"
"I have seen the other floors, and there is no sign of fighting. The ex-boyfriend Wang Jinghang is from Caizhuang and also has a house in Caizhuang Xincheng. On the day of the incident, he was still lying in the hospital. The nurse on duty and the patient in the same room can prove it." Fang Chuyang took out Wang Jinghang's information and handed it to the captain.
"Hospital? Why is he in the hospital?"
"He... He was beaten by Li Ting's friend and fractured his tailbone because he followed Li Ting." Fang Chuyang turned his face away with a toothache expression, silently hiding the name of Mr. Zhai, the beater.
"Huh." Team Fan was surprised.
"In this way, the two cases are quite similar," Chen Zhaohui, an honest child, listed all the conditions on a piece of paper. "Now it's time for someone close to me to declare that it was suicide."
"Captain!" The team member who was out to investigate ran in and said out of breath, "Li Ting... Li Ting's parents said she committed suicide."
"!!!"
"Dolls and bears dance, dance, dance, one-two-one, they dance in circles, dance, dance, one-two-one..." The soft and cheerful music sounded, and the female kindergarten teacher was wearing pink sports clothes, bringing the children They do class exercises. The children with short arms and short legs followed the teacher and gesturing, and the movements were not right at all.
Zhai Chen was standing against the wall wearing a powder blue apron, holding his arms to watch these little things sway.
"Oh, young people today really don't know how to take their lives." The aunt in charge of cleaning sat next to her and brushed her phone, talking to the kitchen aunt who was picking vegetables while brushing.
Zhai Chen leaned over curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Look at today's news, a female white-collar worker jumped off the building because she didn't want to work overtime." All the aunties liked to talk to Zhai Chen, and when they saw him approaching, they hurriedly handed him the phone with the screen cracked into cobwebs.
The cobweb phone can't see clearly, but the coded Caizhuang Xincheng in the picture can be recognized at a glance, Zhai Chen took out his own quick look. Usually, any hot news will be distributed all over the Internet, and this is no exception. Just search it and you will come out.
"The female white-collar worker jumped off the building and died under pressure, what is the future of the migrant workers in suits"
"Women white-collar workers commit suicide because they are dissatisfied with overtime work, who will protect the rights of highly educated migrant workers? 》
"The physical and mental state of white-collar workers is worrying, and the number of karoshi and depression is increasing year by year"
All the reports, without exception, are talking about Li Ting's suicide by jumping off the building. Although the name is hidden and only mentions Li and a certain Internet company, insiders can see what is going on at a glance. The long title, word by word, hurts the sensitive nerves of urban migrant workers. White-collar overtime has always been an enduring topic, and it is brought up every year for people to sigh for a long time.
Give the people who work overtime caused by procrastination a chance to touch themselves, give those who are tortured by big cities and feel physically and mentally exhausted a reason to go back to their hometown, and give those who are forced to work overtime and weak to ask their boss for a salary increase. It spread quickly, all because of its wide audience and many uses.
Today's online media is like this. At the beginning of a picture, the content is all edited, and it's nothing. What made Zhai Chen nervous was a recording of an interview with Li Ting's parents, as well as a few screenshots of the WeChat chat attached.
"The child kept saying he was tired. He called me in the middle of the night and cried and said he didn't want to work anymore. He worked overtime until two or three o'clock every day..." The middle-aged woman spoke with a local accent, mixed with a thick nasal sound, obviously she had just cried. This recording is a video file. When speaking, only a phone sign is displayed. After speaking, a few screenshots of WeChat are scrolled and displayed.
[Daughter: I'm dying of exhaustion, and I work overtime until three o'clock.]
[Daughter: For such a big project, only our team of five is working on it.]
[Daughter: I seem to have a fever.]
[Daughter: I think I'm dying, I can't bear it anymore. I'm going crazy! Someday I will die!]
The mother's answers here were all slapped with mosaics, and I only saw various complaints on the other side. The last one was last week and was the clearest.
If nothing else, last week's Zhai Chen was definitely not the job he was talking about. The time was the day before she went to SEAL Special Housekeeping to find a bodyguard, obviously talking about that crazy ex-boyfriend!
Just as the veins on her forehead were throbbing, Xu Jiao suddenly sent a WeChat message.
[Jiaojiaojiao: Brother Chen, what should I do? Tingting's parents insisted that the company forced her to death. Yesterday, I persuaded them to be scolded. They wanted the company to pay them money! How can there be such parents in the world!]
"..." How can there be such parents in the world? Zhai Chen didn't understand very well, his child died suddenly, and his first reaction was not to find the murderer, but to find a way to corrupt money!
The punctuation map is obviously a high-welfare company that everyone in the industry wants to join, but it is said to be like this. Thinking of Gao Yusheng's old monk-like appearance, he wondered if he would jump up in anger. A cautious "don't be angry" sounded in his ears, and the joke that had just risen suddenly shattered like soap bubbles.
Just thinking about it, the phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID was "Heartless Man".
"I'm really thinking of something," Zhai Chen thought that the child was actually quite cute after calling him last time, so he changed his name playfully and raised his hand to pick it up, "Mr. Gao, what's the matter? "
"It's not convenient for me to leave now. Can you come to my company? I have something to tell you, it has something to do with Li Ting." Gao Yusheng's voice was still in the same tone, and there was no sign of being offended by the news.
"Now?" Zhai Chen looked at Zhai Mengmeng, who was twice as slow as the other children, as if he was doing Tai Chi.
"Now, it won't delay you for too long." The implication is that you can come back before the kindergarten ends.
Li Ting's death was like a thorn that suddenly stabbed into his heart, and he was restless if he didn't understand it. I asked the principal to take a leave, and after explaining it, I picked up my bag and hurried away.
The all-glass-wrapped Fortune Building shimmers in the summer sun, like a golden brick standing in the sky, and a scratch is worth a year's salary of a poor kindergarten teacher.
"Gao Yusheng, a heartless man!" Hearing the rhythmic scolding, Zhai Chen remembered that it was Friday again, this eldest sister, who was obviously older than Gao Yusheng, scolded even more cruelly than before, "Gao Yusheng, you have to die. Abandon your wife and children, wait for you to go to hell!"
Also used idioms.
It was when the sun was hot, the security guard of the building stood inside the glass door with a look of hopelessness, and when he saw the guests coming, he rushed out to bombard her.
"Hey, I said eldest sister," Zhai Chen tapped the shoulder of the woman who was being dragged by the security guard with one finger, "You said that Gao Yusheng dumped you, why did you abandon his wife and children again?"
"I had a miscarriage for him! A child who has already formed! He still refuses to marry me!" The woman held a photo of Gao Yusheng's suit cut out of an unknown magazine, and vowed.
"Sir, don't pay attention to her, Mr. Gao is not such a person. This woman is paranoid, just like the kind of person who chases after celebrities and scolds them for abandoning her." The security guard quickly explained, and the two worked together to pull the woman. to the side.
"You are all his helpers! Dogs who do evil for the rich!" The woman continued to swear rhythmically, even Zhai Chen scolded in together.
"Good literary talent, it rhymes very well." Zhai Chen applauded politely.
Knowing the door and the road, he pressed the button on the 23rd floor. Earlier, Li Ting asked him how he knew that the punctuation map was on the 23rd floor, and he pretended to be secretive. In fact, it's just a professional habit. I took a map at the front desk when I entered the door. It was clear at a glance which company was on which floor and where the fire escape on each floor was.
The elevator opened with a "ding" sound on the 23rd floor, and the cries that reached the decibel level flooded into the elevator room, giving him the illusion that he was entering the 18th floor of Caizhuang New City.
On the floor tiles of the starry sky outside the glass door, there are incense, candles, paper money, white cloth curtains drawn on the wall, and black handwritten characters "Black Heart Company returned my niece's life". A middle-aged man was holding the portrait of Li Ting, and two middle-aged women were sitting on the ground crying and crying.
It was estimated that the elevator was swiped with the employee card left by Li Ting, but he couldn't enter the company without fingerprints, so he sat outside making a fuss. Another reporter who didn't know what newspaper was recording a video with a mobile phone: "This is in front of the company where the map is punctuated. The relatives of the deceased Li asked the company to give an explanation, but the person in charge of the company has not shown up."
"Until the child died, the leaders of their unit have not come to see him, not even a phone call for condolences!"
"This unit is not formal, it doesn't even have a death pension, and it says that it will be reimbursed by the insurance company!"
Listening to these unreasonable words, Zhai Chen only felt a pain in his brain: "Hey, I said, the police station hasn't closed the case yet. What are you relying on the company for?"
"Are you from their company?" The man who claimed to be Uncle Li Ting came over and gave Zhai Chen a shove.
Zhai Chen was pushed to a stagger and almost knocked against the wall. He looked weak. He lowered his head and took a deep breath. He smiled and raised his head: "I said, eldest brother, if you have something to say, don't do it."
"What's wrong with me! Our family Tingting has been killed by you, and I'm not allowed to vent my anger!" The arrogant middle-aged man saw Zhai Chen showing his weakness, and his arrogance was like a firewood splashed with oil, and he slammed into the ground. Thirty feet tall.
"I'm not in good health, and you are responsible for killing people." Zhai Chen took out his oxygen bottle tremblingly and took two breaths.
"Bangci, you!" The man saw that he was not only a weak chicken, but a sick one, so he raised his hand unhurriedly, and swiped Zhai Chen's face.
"Boom!" The thick and dark wrist was firmly grasped by the fair and slender hand, and he couldn't move a millimeter as if he had been subjected to the immobilization technique. The cloudy eyes gradually bulged out, and the middle-aged man looked at the thin young man in disbelief.
"I said don't do it, I'm in a hurry." Zhai Chen still maintained a harmless expression and spoke slowly, but his eyes narrowed slightly.
The glass door suddenly opened, and Gao Yusheng, who was only wearing a shirt and no jacket, walked out quickly, and calmly held Zhai Chen's hand that was raised in the air to hit someone: "Security!"
Two uniformed security guards ran up from the fire safety ladder inside the glass door, hugged the middle-aged man and dragged him backward. Zhai Chen released his hand in time, leaving five blue and white handprints on his dark wrist.
"The public security department has not concluded yet. If it is our company's responsibility to go bankrupt, I will compensate, and I will not pay a penny if it is not our responsibility!" Gao Yusheng said in a cold tone, and ordered the secretary beside him, "Call the police!" After he finished speaking, he turned back to the company.
Zhai Chen, who was still holding his hand, had to follow him two steps: "Then what, Mr. Gao, shouldn't we go in like this?"
The two big men's good friends are holding hands, he doesn't care, and Mr. Gao's image will be damaged.
Gao Yusheng didn't realize what he was saying for a moment, until his palm was scratched by Zhai Chen's fingertips.