The door was gently pushed open, and A Xiao walked in. Xu Huaizheng knew that he must have taken care of the matter, so he said to his mobile phone: "The information is ready, I will send it to your email."
"Okay, I'll go and see it right away," Duanmo said, "Thank you, brother Huai Zheng."
Xu Huaizheng closed his eyes slightly, and the little girl's crooked eyebrows were reflected in his mind. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled silently: "Don't be so polite to me, go to work."
"Well, goodbye brother Huai Zheng."
Lu Wuchuan, who came back from Xie Changyu's office, heard these words as soon as he entered the room. He raised his eyebrows: "Xu Huaizheng? What is he looking for you for?"
"I came to him to ask about Shanhe Real Estate." Duanmo opened his mailbox and downloaded the information to his computer.
At the same time, in the ward on the top floor of the inpatient department of a hospital in Liancheng, A Xiao watched with worry as the middle-aged doctor lifted up the bleeding gauze beside the hospital bed and re-treated the wound.
His lips moved a few times, but he finally endured it until the doctors and nurses left the ward, and then he said, "Master, if you want to see Miss Duan, I will go get her."
A wry smile appeared on Xu Huaizheng's lips: "How to answer? Tell her I'm injured?"
A Xiao thought for a moment and said, "Just say it was an operation or... a car accident."
"Don't forget, she is a policeman." Xu Huaizheng motioned to him to raise the headboard of the hospital bed.
A Xiao shook the handle slowly, fearing that the speed would be too fast and causing discomfort, and said: "What's wrong with the police? She can't lift your clothes to see the wound, so it's not up to you to say what you want."
"Xiao Mo may believe what I say, but Lu Wuchuan will not. Besides..." Xu Huaizheng looked out the window, "I don't want to lie to her."
If you can't tell the truth, just say nothing at all. In short, you don't want lies to exist between them.
A Xiao adjusted the hospital bed to an appropriate angle and carefully readjusted the position of the pillow. Then he took a step back and said, "Master, I don't understand. If you like it so much, why would you give it to someone else? You and I
Miss Duan grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and based on your friendship, as long as you don't let her go, no one can take her away."
Xu Huaizheng still looked out the window, his voice slightly hoarse: "She is different from me. She lives in the sun, but I..."
He shook his head helplessly and said no more.
No matter what changes he encounters, Duanmo is always the little girl with a bright smile. With her around, he feels that his gloomy life will become a little brighter.
I have thought about tying her to my side more than once, but if I do this, will her smile still exist?
"I think as long as I encounter Miss Duan, you won't be like you anymore." A Xiao said unwillingly, "Isn't she just a woman? If you like it, just take it. Why worry so much?"
A sharp gaze was cast over him, and a bone-chilling chill instantly enveloped his whole body. A Xiao realized that he had made a mistake.
Just as he was about to say something to save himself from a tragic death, Xu Huaizheng suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "Have you ever had someone you liked?"
A Xiao was slightly startled and said honestly: "Yes... yes."
"Then why aren't you married yet?" Xu Huaizheng tilted his head and looked at him.
A Xiao lowered his head, his eyes dark and unclear: "I didn't dare to tell her, and she got married later."
Xu Huaizheng chuckled, and the vibration in his chest affected the wound, making him couldn't help but hiss.
"Master, are you okay?" Axiao suddenly became nervous, "Do you want to call a doctor?"
"No, I'm not papery." Xu Huaizheng leaned on the pillow, "You don't even dare to confess your love, but you have the nerve to talk to me."
A Xiao was worried and opened the quilt to check his wounds, muttering: "How can it be the same! Who am I and who is the young master? If I could be half as good as the young master, I would have confessed my love a long time ago, too.
I won’t watch her get married with my own eyes.”
The words "Watching her get married" made a scene flash through Xu Huaizheng's mind. He suddenly felt as if his heart was grabbed by a hand. He frowned slightly and closed his eyes: "
I'll take a nap, you go out first."
…
The information sent by Xu Huaizheng was relatively comprehensive. It not only included the situation of Shanhe Real Estate, but also listed He Jingshan's personal information in detail.
Duanmo browsed through it line by line, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "They say men will learn to be bad if they have money. The ancients never deceived me."
Lu Wuchuan raised his hand and struck the little head: "Which ancient person said this?"
"See for yourself!" Duanmo ducked aside and pointed at the computer screen for him to see.
He Jingshan and his wife Liu Xiujie have a son and a daughter. Their son He Tong works as a project manager at Shanhe Real Estate, and his daughter He Chang is still studying in college.
In addition, he also raised a woman named Zhang Li outside.
Zhang Li gave birth to a son named He Xuefeng, who is nine years old and studies at an international school in Liancheng.
"Xu Huaizheng and He Jingshan know each other?" Lu Wuchuan asked suspiciously after looking at such detailed information.
"I don't know him, but Shanhe Real Estate is in the building next to their company. I asked him to help me find out." Duan Mo said nonchalantly, "If you know the enemy, you will never be in danger."
Lu Wuchuan suppressed the doubts in his heart, picked up the landline on the table, called Shanhe Real Estate, and made an appointment to meet the next morning.
The office building where Shanhe Real Estate is located has a total of forty floors, and their company occupies the fifteenth and sixteenth floors.
The elevator door was facing the company's front desk. When two front desk ladies in professional attire saw a man and a woman coming out of the elevator, their eyes fell on Lu Wuchuan's face.
One of them said with a smile: "Hello sir, who are you looking for?"
The behavior of the two made Duan Mo feel unhappy for no reason. Before Lu Wuchuan could say anything, she raised her ID and shook it: "Police, I have made an appointment with your General Manager He."
The person who spoke was dazzled by her, frowned and glanced at the police badge on the ID, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call Mr. He first to confirm."
At this time, a young man wearing a leather jacket and a black earring in his left ear came out of the office area. Hearing her words, he asked: "Who are these two?"
The front desk lady's face was immediately filled with a smile: "Manager He, they are the police, coming to see Mr. He."
Manager He? It couldn’t be such a coincidence that he met He Jingshan’s son, right?
Looking at his outfit, he doesn't look like he's at work at all. Instead, he looks like a bass player who's ready to take the stage at any time.
Duan Mo was thinking this, and then he heard the other person say: "Hello, I am the project manager of Shanhe Real Estate, and my name is He Tong. I wonder what the two police officers have to do with my father?"
Lu Wuchuan did not answer his question directly, but said: "There are some things I want to know from Mr. He. We made an appointment yesterday."
He Tong smiled slightly, walked to the elevator and pressed the button: "I just want to go upstairs, so I'll take you there."