After sitting down, Wei Ziqian took out a portable Internet notebook from his bag, opened it, and started processing work emails. Shen Fang joked, "You are so busy. You came out to drink coffee and didn't forget about work. No wonder you became the assistant to the president in a short time."
Wei Ziqian smiled lightly, picked up the coffee cup with one hand, folded his legs elegantly and said, "I can't get used to it. I like working. Only when I'm working can I feel my presence."
Shen Fang curled her lips: "Come on, you are not an ugly old Caipi. You are only twenty-seven years old this year. You are not enough to meet the standards of a leftover woman. But you will get better if you continue like this. That's what I told you last time."
How do you two get along, Xiao Liu?"
Wei Ziqian shook his head: "He is him and I am I. We are just in the same company and there is no intersection."
Shen Fang said: "We are old classmates, so don't hide it. I know you like him to tell you that Xiao Liu and our Scar are friends. How about I arrange an opportunity for us to sit down and drink coffee together some other time."
Wei Ziqian said: "Fangfang, please don't get involved. I admit that I do like him, but he already has a crush on me."
"Ah, that's right. How come a man as good as him doesn't have a woman around him? Alas, I didn't think carefully about drinking coffee."
Wei Ziqian's eyes were a little dazed: "The person he likes must be many times better than me..."
Fang Fei happily took out a small mirror and smiled at herself in the mirror. The two white little tiger teeth showed her invincible youth. The little girl felt at ease. Liu Ziguang, this bad guy, was honest and didn't mess around outside.
It was me who had wronged him.
Fang Fei was so happy that she asked the waiter to come over and add two tiramisu and cheese sticks. Xiaoli was so scared that she quickly covered her wallet: "Fang Fei, I didn't bring much money today."
"It doesn't matter, I'll treat you." Fang Fei said with a smile.
…
Colleagues from the Environmental Sanitation Department organized a paper-burning session at Lao Zhang’s house. Liu Ziguang picked up Xuanzi’s Fukang and drove himself to accompany his mother there. His late colleague Lao Zhang’s house was located in a community in the west of the city. The one-bedroom, one-living house was simply furnished. Lao Zhang’s husband’s eyes were dull.
Sitting next to the portrait of his wife, the child was only seventeen years old. He was wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning. He knelt at the door and kowtowed when someone came.
My mother and colleagues are all temporary workers recruited by the Environmental Sanitation Department. We are all of the same age and about the same age. Seeing this desolate scene, we all shed tears quietly. Lao Zhang is only a temporary worker, so the Environmental Sanitation Department does not give much pension. The perpetrator is a traffic policeman.
With the coordination of the police, I promised to give him 60,000 yuan, but it has not yet arrived.
Everyone gave each of them 100 yuan to burn paper. Liu Ziguang wrapped 5,000 yuan in white paper and quietly put it in the drawer of Lao Zhang's house. After everyone came out, they started talking about Lao Zhang's accident.
In the early morning of that day, Lao Zhang's husband suddenly received a notice saying that his wife had been in an accident and was dead. He was told to go to the hospital quickly. In fact, she died on the spot. The ambulance didn't even wait for the arrival. The traffic police said that it was Lao Zhang who ran the red light and the car that caused the accident was not the one involved.
It's not a drunk driver, so both parties have some responsibility, but the main responsibility is still with Lao Zhang's coordination. After paying 60,000 yuan, the other party will not be held responsible for the damage to the car.
Lao Zhang's husband is an honest retired worker and his son has nothing to do in high school. He is obviously a disadvantaged group. Others say black is black and white is white. Although they are full of grief and doubts, they have no choice but to endure it silently.
The TV station did produce a program, but the host Jiang Xueqing was laid off immediately, and the program was discontinued. The public relations work of the party responsible was very good, and Lao Zhang’s family did not make trouble, so the incident did not spread at all, and no one on the Internet
Know.
A sanitation worker who was present at the time vividly described to his colleagues what happened at that time. Lao Zhang’s body was fifty meters away, and a red sports car was parked on the road. There was a young man inside who couldn’t even get out of the car.
A few minutes later, several sports cars drove up and got out of the car. A group of young people gathered on the roadside, smoking and laughing. Then a luxury car drove up and got out. A middle-aged woman first arranged the young people in the sports car to get into her car.
Then I started to call and contact the traffic police, but it was belatedly.
Shortly after the traffic police arrived, the TV station team also arrived at the scene. At that time, there was a little unpleasantness. The young people driving sports cars stopped the photographer from taking pictures of the driver who was hiding in the limousine. They cursed and pushed him. Only with the coordination of the police did they stop.
Then came the on-site investigation, cleanup, and transportation of the remains.
The sanitation workers sighed for a while but had nothing to say. What can ordinary people do if they are so powerful and powerful that they can only hope that this kind of thing will not happen to them?
After returning home, Liu Ziguang thought about it for an hour and finally made the decision to call Jiang Xueqing first.
Although Jiang Xueqing no longer does programs, she is still a TV station worker. She just sits in the office doing nothing every day. When she suddenly saw Liu Ziguang's number on the caller ID, she was so excited that she didn't dare to answer it.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she pressed the answer button: "Hello."
"Anchor Jiang, I want to see the video of the traffic accident program you did last time. Is it convenient?"
"Whenever is convenient for you to see it?"
"Right now."
Half an hour later, Jiang Xueqing got into Liu Ziguang's car with her notebook and played an unedited video for him. On the road in the early morning, a group of fashionably dressed young people pushed and pushed the camera. The picture was blurry and shaking, but the black car could still be seen.
The young man hidden inside the BMW, wearing a silver leather jacket, was pointing his middle finger at the camera, looking drunk.
This person Liu Ziguang knew was one of the drivers who blocked him on the Outer Ring Road at the Shanghai Conference. However, he was driving a 6 Tiger at the time and now he is driving a red Porsche.
"What is the background of the driver who caused the accident?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"He is the son of a shareholder of Dakai Real Estate Company. He is a junior at Jiangbei Institute of Physical Education. His mother also seems to be a provincial official with some power," Jiang Xueqing said.
"I want to ask you for a favor." Liu Ziguang said, staring at the arrogant face of the young man in the freeze frame.
Jiang Xueqing's heart was beating wildly. She suppressed her excitement and replied calmly: "You tell me, I'll listen."
"Don't mention this afternoon to anyone."
Jiang Xueqing didn't know why but nodded: "Okay, I swear I won't reveal a word."
…
At about 11:40 that night, several drunken young men walked out of the 1912 bar, arm in arm. One of them, a young man in a silver leather jacket, held a beer bottle in one hand and hugged a girl with heavy makeup in the other.
From time to time, he stretched out his hands to rub the girl's vagina in the leopard skin skirt. The girl screamed exaggeratedly and waved her LV handbag to hit the young man, who laughed even more unscrupulously.
The young people went to drive their cars one after another. Among all kinds of sports cars, only the latest model of the red Porsche owned by the young man in silver was the best. He hugged the leopard-skin girl and got into the car. He stretched out his arm and pointed at the night sky and gave a strange scream of "Porsche".
He ran away like a wild horse running wild.
The young people started to chase. Alcohol was flowing in their veins, but their brains were even more excited. From time to time, they would cross the double-crossing line and make thrilling moves, causing the oncoming car to turn the steering wheel to avoid it. There were even two cars that were driving normally and collided with each other. The young people were even more excited.
He screamed and drove wildly on a road without traffic police.
The Porsche drove the fastest and was far ahead of other cars. He took the lead and arrived at a section of road where drag racing is common. When he stopped to wait for his partner, a very inconspicuous white Fukang came out like a ghost and slid to a position parallel to the Porsche. The driver stepped on it provocatively.
A kick on the accelerator makes a roar, which is a signal to race.
Silver Jacket couldn't believe his eyes. A very ordinary Fukang came to challenge his Porsche. Is this guy crazy? He was both funny and angry. The leopard-skin girl on the passenger seat next to him shouted for fear that the world would not be in chaos.
Get up: "Brother Yinlong, destroy him!"
Silver Dragon also kicked the accelerator in response. The traffic lights in front flashed 3, 2, 1 second by second! The two cars rushed out at the same time. Of course, you get what you pay for. The expensive Porsche rushed ahead and took the lead.
But Fukang is not simply following behind like a ghost, catching up at every corner and even leading the Porsche by one head.
This section of road is located in the mountainous area on the western outskirts of Jiangbei City. The road is rugged and winding and is known as the Akina Mountain Road of Jiangbei City by the drag racers. Ginlong is one of them, Fujiwara Takumi.
But this so-called Fujiwara Takumi is obviously just a copycat version. Today, he met the nemesis in his life, a guy driving a 1.6 Fukang hatchback. This man drove so superbly that he was so skilled at drifting and turning into corners that it made people jealous. This is the real Akina Mountain Road.
The fastest person on the road.
After a few corners, Fukang had already left the Porsche behind. It deliberately slowed down and lowered the window. The driver, whose face could not be seen clearly, pointed at the Porsche with his little finger contemptuously.
Yinlong was furious. In the past, he had abused others. How could he tolerate others abusing him? He was the only son of the vice president of Dakai. He had been doted on since childhood, the kind of little emperor who wanted stars but not the moon. He had never suffered any setbacks. He took a latte when he was in middle school.
I beat my classmate to dementia with a stick. My family spent hundreds of thousands to settle the case in high school. I raped a female classmate. Her family also spent hundreds of thousands to settle the relationship. After I went to the sports college, I became even more lawless. I often used sex with my friends from rich families who had similar smells to make me faint.
Play-loving girls kidnapped ** rice and lost thousands of dollars afterwards, but they didn't dare to publicize it anyway.
The most recent one was a week ago in this driveway where Yinlong drove a fast car and hit and killed a cleaner. After walking around the house, he spent 60,000 yuan to settle the matter.
It makes no difference whether a dog or a chicken dies.
Yinlong's driving skills are not very good, but he can't afford the money. He bought two Porsches alone. The one that caused the accident last time has been sent to Hong Kong for repair. Now he is driving another one. His spare driver's license is still with the traffic police, but it doesn't matter. Just ask.
What blind traffic policeman would check the driver's license of someone driving a Porsche?
It doesn’t matter if your driving skills are not good. You can use a good car to make up for your disadvantages. You still torture those guys who can’t afford to drive a Porsche. But today’s situation is a little different. A kid actually killed himself while driving a Fukang. This made Yinlong extremely unhappy and furious. He was drunk.
He came up again and took it out on the people around him, which was also one of his ways. He looked at the frightened leopard-skin girl Yinlong next to him and cursed in anger: "It affects me so much!"
While the Porsche was still driving at high speed, Silver Dragon kicked the leopard-skinned girl out. The girl screamed and rolled dozens of times on the roadside before stopping and lying on the side of the road without moving.
Fukang parked quietly in front, waiting for the Porsche to race again.