Autumn water is long

Chapter 20 signed for him

Lu Ting threw Qiu Yibei's coat into the back seat of the car, and got into it himself.

After getting into his own car, Lu Ting felt a little relaxed.Although Qiu Yibei's Bentley is several times more expensive than his Porsche, the leather material of the seat is not carefully selected by himself, so it will inevitably not be so comfortable if he sits too much.

He leaned back, closed his eyes and rested and said, "Go to the company."

Ouyang Rong stepped on the accelerator when he heard the sound.

The car drove away from Nanfei Real Estate, and the light rain was heavier than before, crackling on the car windows.

Lu Ting opened his eyes, tilted his head, and followed the trajectory of the raindrops on the car window.

Ouyang Rong looked at the silent Lu Ting from the rearview mirror.

Nearly two days have passed since the Lu Group received the news that Lu Ting was taken away by the police, and Ouyang Rong received a call from Lu Ting.

The whole company was busy up and down, especially their small team, which was suffering together. While supporting the sudden drop in performance due to public opinion, they were asking around for news to see if they could get Lu Ting out.

However, the person involved in the incident didn't seem to feel that his experience had caused much impact. When calling Ouyang Rong, his tone was lazy, and he told Ouyang Rong not to come so quickly.

While Ouyang Rong was concentrating on driving, he frequently looked at Lu Ting who was a little different from usual.

Ever since Lu Ting walked out of Nanfei Real Estate, Ouyang Rong felt that Mr. Lu was a little different today, but he couldn't tell why. Until now, he saw the colorful scarf on Lu Ting's chest.

He had never seen Lu Ting arrange such a brightly colored ornament for himself in private.

Sensing Ouyang Rong's back and forth gaze, Lu Ting followed Ouyang Rong's gaze reflected in the rearview mirror and looked down, and saw the scarf that Qiuyi Beisai gave him.

He stared at it in silence for a long time—then pulled out his scarf.

"Ah... Mr. Lu, I offended you. You don't have to take it away. I shouldn't keep looking at you." Ouyang Rong quickly explained.

Instead of blaming Ouyang Rong, Lu Ting asked, "You also think this color shouldn't appear on me, right?"

Lu Ting's voice was light and ethereal, as if he was asking Ouyang Rong, but it sounded more like he was asking himself.

"No!" Ouyang Rong immediately said: "I think Mr. Lu is very suitable for you to match this scarf! Your complexion is much brighter."

What Ouyang Rong said was the truth.

"Really?" Lu Ting curled his lips stiffly, "I don't think so."

Lu Ting spread out the colored scarf and put it under his nose. It was the smell of alcohol that he hated, but he smiled the moment he smelled it.

"Such a bright color shouldn't appear on a person like me, and I can't protect it." He didn't listen to Ouyang Rong's suggestion, and took the scarf away from himself.

But he folded it carefully, and neatly put the scarf that he thought should only appear on Qiu Yibei's body into the inner pocket of his suit, sticking it against his hot chest.

After the set of actions was over, Lu Ting regained his expression, as if the conversation just now did not exist, and asked, "Have you found anything?"

Ouyang Rong quickly threw away the slight apology just now, and got into work: "I'm sorry Mr. Lu, I only found out that Mr. Qiu was in prison. He came to Pingyu City after he was released from prison five years ago, and then met the Liang family by chance. Liang Shaoze."

"Been in prison?" Lu Ting frowned, "What crime?"

Ouyang Rong replied: "I can't find it."

"Why can't I find it?"

"I can't find a person named Qiu Yibei in any prison in the whole province, and I can't find this name in various flight academies in surrounding cities. I only learned that Qiu Yibei had been in prison from a bodyguard next to Liang Shaoze. information."

Lu Ting asked, "Is it reliable?"

Ouyang Rong said: "Reliable, although this bodyguard is easy to let down his vigilance, he is very loyal. He has been by Liang Shaoze's side since he was a child, and he is still there now."

Lu Ting folded his arms, lightly tapped the bridge of his nose with his index finger, and thought for a moment.

"Then there is only one possibility. He wasn't called Qiu Yibei before." Lu Ting smiled, "Have you changed your name? Then it really has something to do with me—a coincident fate."

Lu Ting immediately said: "There's no need to continue the investigation. In the past few days, you have compiled a copy of all the monthly reports and materials for the past three months and handed it to Qiu Yibei."

"President Lu, this is..."

Lu Ting laughed and said, "I'll change your employer for you."

When Ouyang Rong heard Lu Ting's words, panic appeared on his normally stern face for the first time. After hesitating for a long time, he asked tentatively, "Mr. Lu, have you already found a foreign doctor?"

"We are in contact, but we haven't found a suitable one yet." Lu Ting replied bluntly.

But soon, he noticed a trace of sadness in Ouyang Rong's words, and comforted him: "Don't make a sad face, I'm not leaving now. It takes some time and thought to cut off all ties with the Lu family before we can be at peace. Take your mother to get medical treatment with peace of mind."

Ouyang Rong: "Mr. Lu, in order to take Mrs. Jiang away, are you really going to hand us all over to Mr. Qiu?"

Lu Ting said: "Although I still don't know the details of Qiu Yibei, I can see that Qiu Yibei values ​​friendship, is capable, and is a boss worth following. And behind Qiu Yibei is the Liang family. Invisible backer, you go to Qiu Yibei's subordinates and get out of the Lu family's mess as soon as possible, which will be good for your future."

"Then your marriage with Mr. Qiu..."

Lu Ting was silent for a moment.He wanted to blurt out: "It's just mutual use."

But when the words came to his mouth, he was a little speechless for some reason.

Soon, he suddenly felt that this was ridiculous.

The other party came with an unknowingly sharp blade, did he want to welcome the other party with flowers?

"Will President Qiu go with you?" Seeing that Lu Ting was silent, Ouyang Rong asked again.

Lu Ting was puzzled and said: "There is a huge secret in him, and he approached me. I don't know why he planned to skin me and cramp me. How could you ask such a thing?"

"Before you called me, Mr. Qiu called me first. He asked me to go to his house before dinner and pick up for you - today's patient package signed by him."

At this moment, the scarf suddenly became hot, so hot that Lu Ting wanted to take out the scarf that was close to his heart, and throw it as far away as possible.

"It's signed by him." Lu Ting repeated every word, and suddenly his expression changed, and he said with a smile: "Qiu Yibei, you bumped into it on your own initiative, so don't blame me for not letting you go."

The Porsche splashed the rain on the road and drove all the way to the Lu Group.

Today is the weekend, and no one in the company comes to work except for the security guard and the cleaning lady.

Lu Ting first signed the documents accumulated in the past two days one by one, and then called the person in charge of the small team, telling them not to worry, and had a morning meeting when they came to work on Monday to discuss how to make the most of Lu's declining performance. possible remedy.

After being so busy, the time passed unconsciously. Lu Ting rubbed his neck and wrists, raised his head from a large folder, and called Ouyang Rong, but there was no response.

Lu Ting checked his phone in doubt, it was already 05:30 in the afternoon, and he received a message from Ouyang Rong:

"Mr. Lu, I'm leaving for Mr. Qiu's house, and I'll be back in half an hour."

The message was sent out at five o'clock, and it seemed that Ouyang Rong would be back soon.Lu Ting got off the chair, walked to the French window, and stretched his stiff shoulders and waist.

As the sky darkened, the lights of this bustling city lit up one after another.

Lu Ting stared at the rows of street lights that were gradually lighting up, and he really began to look forward to what kind of dinner Qiu Yibei would prepare for him tonight.

He turned on the bluetooth of his mobile phone, and the speaker randomly played a piano piece - "Nocturne No. [-] in B-flat Minor"

As the high-pitched falling si slowly flowed out, Lu Ting paced around the office.His fingers landed on the desk at the exact moment each note sounded.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed his fingers moving with the music. Halfway through the five-and-a-half minute tune, Ouyang Rong came back with a big bag and a small bag on his arm.

Although he was mentally prepared, Lu Ting was still amused by Ouyang Rong's worried look, worried about spilling the food in his hand.

Lu Ting turned off the speakers.

Ouyang Rong took out three or four insulated lunch boxes one by one, and opened them one by one in the order Qiu Yibei instructed him.

The aroma of the food also rushed out.

Lu Ting first smelled a sweet smell, and a bowl of pumpkin and millet porridge decorated with a mint leaf appeared first.

Then there is a cold shredded chicken and blanched vegetables.

Immediately afterwards, another sour and fragrant smell rushed straight into Lu Ting's nostrils. Ouyang Rong lifted the lid of the fresh-keeping bucket, and a large bucket of borscht appeared in front of Lu Ting.

"Hey." Lu Ting couldn't help but marvel.

There was the last insulation box left, Ouyang Rong pushed it to the front, and put it directly in Lu Ting's hand.

After opening it, there were more than a dozen bright red tomatoes, accompanied by a few moist dried fruits that were not recognizable.The meaning of sweet and sour hits the face, and the crystal clear light red juice at the bottom of the bowl makes Lu Ting's salivary glands start to work unconsciously.

Lu Ting: "This is..."

"White, plum, sugar, pickle, small, tomato, tomato." Ouyang Rong jumped out one by one.

Lu Ting looked at him suspiciously.

Ouyang Rong took away all the lids, put chopsticks and spoons on Lu Ting, and said, "Mr. Qiu guessed that you would ask, so he told me word by word. He asked you to eat this first, to appetize."

Lu Ting scanned them one by one without moving his chopsticks, but turned on the lamp on the desk, picked up the phone, looked for several angles, and finally found a satisfactory one. The phone lens collected all the dishes on the table and took a picture A photo where composition skills equal none.

He sent this photo to Qiu Yibei, and then sent a string of text:

"Thank you, Boss Qiu, this signature is qi..."

Lu Ting had just typed two pinyin characters for "Autumn" when he suddenly stopped, deleted, and re-entered:

"Thank you, Boss Qiu, this signature is—A Bei's patient package."

Lu Ting finished editing with satisfaction, and clicked send.

Qiu Yibei, who was in her own home, beeped twice on her phone.

He picked up the phone in the dark, read the message, but did not reply, but put the phone upside down on the ground.

Qiu Yibei sat on the ground, raised his head expressionlessly, the flickering red candle reflected his face flickering.

But his eyes didn't shine any candlelight, and his two dark eyes looked up, and what his eyes touched were those two posthumous photos, as well as the photos of Lu Ting pinned up with red thread all over the wall.