After sitting down, Wei Ziqian took out a portable Internet notebook from his bag, opened it and started to deal with work emails. Shen Fang joked: "You are so busy. You don't forget about work when you go out to drink coffee. No wonder you became a celebrity in a short time."
Assistant to the president."
Wei Ziqian smiled faintly, picked up the coffee cup in one hand, folded his legs elegantly, and said, "No way, I'm used to it. I like to work. I only have a sense of existence when I'm working."
Shen Fang curled her lips: "Come on, you are not an ugly old vegetable who cannot be seen by others. 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. By the way, last time
How do you two get along with that Xiao Liu you were talking about?"
Wei Ziqian shook his head: "He is him and I am me. We are just in the same company. There is no intersection."
Shen Fang said: "We are old classmates, so don't hide it. I know you like him. Let me tell you, Xiao Liu and our Scar are friends. I will arrange an opportunity another day for us to sit down and have a drink together."
How about the coffee.”
Wei Ziqian said: "Fangfang, please don't get involved. Okay, I admit, I do like him, but he already has his heart."
"Ah, that's right, that's right. How could such an outstanding man like him not have a woman around him? Alas, I didn't think carefully about it. I drank coffee and drank coffee."
Wei Ziqian's eyes were a little dazed: "The person he likes must be many times better than me..."
Here, 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 now. This bad guy Liu Ziguang was quite honest.
, he didn’t mess around outside, because he had wronged him.
Fang Fei was very happy now. She smiled brightly and 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's okay, I'm treating you." Fang Fei said with a smile.
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Colleagues from the Environmental Sanitation Department organized a paper-burning trip to Lao Zhang’s house. Liu Ziguang picked up Xuanzi’s Fukang and drove there in person to accompany his mother. The late colleague Lao Zhang’s family was located in a community in the west of the city. They had a one-bedroom house with simple furnishings.
Zhang's husband sat next to his wife's portrait with dull eyes. The child was only seventeen years old. He knelt at the door wearing mourning clothes and kowtowed when anyone came.
My mother and colleagues were all temporary workers recruited by the Environmental Sanitation Department. They were all connected by the same fate and were about the same age. Seeing this desolate scene, they all cried quietly. Lao Zhang was only a temporary worker, so the Environmental Sanitation Department did not give him much pension.
, the perpetrator promised to pay 60,000 yuan under the coordination of the traffic police, but it has not been received yet.
Everyone gave money to burn paper, one hundred yuan each. Liu Ziguang wrapped five thousand yuan in white paper and quietly put it in the drawer of Lao Zhang's house. After everyone came out, they started talking about what happened to Lao Zhang.
Condition.
In the early morning of that day, Lao Zhang's husband suddenly received a notice saying that something had happened to his wife and that he was no longer alive. He was told to go to the hospital quickly. In fact, he died on the spot without waiting for the ambulance to arrive. The traffic police said it was Lao Zhang.
I ran a red light, and the offender was not driving at a very high speed, nor was he driving drunk, so both parties have some responsibility, but the main responsibility still lies with Lao Zhang. After coordination, they compensated RMB 60,000, and the other party did not pursue the damage caused by the car crash.
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Lao Zhang's husband is an honest retired worker, and his son is in high school, but he is not doing well. He is obviously a vulnerable group. Others say black is black and white is white. Although they are full of grief and doubts, they have to endure it silently.
The TV station did produce a program, but the host Jiang Xueqing was laid off immediately, and the program did not continue. The party responsible did a very good job in public relations, and Lao Zhang's family did not make trouble, so the incident did not spread at all.
, and no one on the Internet knows.
A sanitation worker who was present at the time vividly described what happened to his colleagues. 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 didn't even get out of the car and kept talking.
After making a phone call, a few minutes later, several more sports cars drove up. A group of young people got out of the cars and gathered on the roadside to smoke and laugh. Then a luxury car drove up and a middle-aged woman got out.
The young man in the sports car arranged to get into his own car, and then started to make phone calls. Then the traffic police arrived belatedly.
Shortly after the traffic police arrived, the TV program team also arrived at the scene. A little unpleasantness occurred at that time. 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 the driver.
It was only after coordination that we stopped, and then the scene was inspected, the remains were cleaned and transported.
The sanitation workers sighed for a while, but had nothing to say. People are so powerful that they can block the sky with one hand. What can ordinary people do? They can only hope that this kind of thing will not happen to them.
After going back, Liu Ziguang thought about it for an hour and finally made a decision and called Jiang Xueqing first.
Although Jiang Xueqing no longer does programs, she is still a member of the TV station. 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 dared not 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?"
"Conveniently, when do you want to watch it?"
"Right now."
Half an hour later, Jiang Xueqing got into Liu Ziguang's car with her notebook and played him an unedited video. On the road in the early morning, a group of fashionably dressed young people pushed the camera. The picture was blurry and shaky, but
You can still see the young man hiding in the black BMW, wearing a silver leather jacket, raising his middle finger at the camera, looking drunk.
Liu Ziguang knew this man, and he was one of the drivers who blocked him on the outer ring road at the meeting, but he was driving a Land Rover at that 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 Development Real Estate Company. He is a junior at Jiangbei Institute of Physical Education. His mother's family is also quite powerful, and he seems to be an official in the province." 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 what happened this afternoon to anyone."
Jiang Xueqing didn't know why, but she nodded: "Okay, I swear I won't reveal a word."
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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 heavily-made-up man with the other.
From time to time, the girl stretched out her hands and wiped the girl's buttocks in the leopard skin skirt. The girl screamed exaggeratedly and hit her with her LV handbag, and the young man laughed even more unscrupulously.
The young people started their cars one after another. Among the various sports cars, only the latest model of the red Porsche owned by the young man in silver was the most outstanding. He got into the car with the leopard-skin girl in his arms, stretched out his arms and pointed.
There was a strange cry in the night sky, and the Porsche flew out like a wild horse.
The young people started chasing, with alcohol flowing in their blood vessels, but their minds became even more excited. From time to time, they crossed the double yellow line and made thrilling moves, causing the oncoming cars to turn their steering wheels to avoid them. Two cars that were traveling normally even collided with each other. The young man
They were even more excited, screaming strangely, and racing wildly on the road without traffic police.
The Porsche drove the fastest and was far ahead of the other vehicles. He took the lead and arrived at the section where drag racing was frequent. When he stopped to wait for his partner, a very inconspicuous white Fukang came out like a ghost and slid to the road parallel to the Porsche.
At this position, the driver stepped on the accelerator provocatively, making a roar, which was 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 funny and angry. The leopard-skinned girl in the passenger seat next to him was afraid that the world would be different.
He shouted in confusion: "Brother Yinlong, destroy him!"
Silver Dragon also kicked the accelerator in response. The traffic lights in front of it flashed second by second, 3, 2, 1! The two cars rushed out at the same time. You get what you pay for. Naturally, it was an expensive Porsche.
At the front, it was a big lead, but Fukang was not simple either. It followed 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. It is known as the Akina Mountain Road of Jiangbei City by the racing enthusiasts, and Ginlong is Fujiwara Takumi among them.
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 hatchback Fukang. This guy is so good at driving, drifting, flicking, turning, his movements are so skillful that it is simply enviable.
, this is the person who really drives the fastest on the Akina Mountain Road.
After a few turns, Fukang had already left the Porsche behind. It deliberately slowed down and lowered one of its windows. The driver, whose face he couldn't see clearly, stretched out his little finger contemptuously at the Porsche.
Yinlong was furious. He had always abused others in the past, but how could he tolerate others abusing him? He was the only son of the vice president of China Development Bank, and he had been doted on since he was a child. He was the kind of little emperor who wanted stars but not the moon, and he had never suffered any setbacks.
When I was in middle school, I used an iron rod to beat my classmates into dementia, and my family spent hundreds of thousands to settle the situation. When I was in high school, I raped a female classmate, and my family spent hundreds of thousands to settle the situation. After I got involved and went to the physical education college, I became even more lawless, often
Together with similar-smelling friends from rich families, they used drugs to stun some fun-loving girls, kidnapped a lot of money, and lost thousands of dollars afterwards. They didn't dare to publicize it anyway.
The most recent one was a week ago. It was also on this driveway that Yinlong drove a fast car and killed a cleaner. The family was in trouble and it only cost 60,000 yuan to settle the matter. After this incident, he became even more rampant.
In my mind, there is no difference between killing a person and killing a dog or a chicken.
Yinlong's driving skills are not very good, but he couldn't afford the money, so he bought two Porsches. The one that caused the accident last time has been sent to Hong Kong for repair. Now he is driving a spare one, and his driver's license is still with the traffic police.
Team, but it doesn’t matter. 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. Use a good car to make up for your disadvantages and still kill 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.
, being irritable, the drunkenness came to him again. It was also one of his styles to vent his anger on the people around him when he couldn't control others. Looking at the frightened leopard-skin girl next to him, Yinlong became angry and cursed:
"It's so heavy that it affects my speed!"
While the Porsche was still driving at high speed, the silver dragon kicked the leopard-skinned girl out, screaming in agony. The girl rolled dozens of times on the roadside before stopping, lying on the side of the road motionless.
Fukang parked quietly in front, waiting for Porsche to race again.