13 The lingering sound | The bully can't hear it

The drizzle at night continued into the early morning and turned into heavy rain.

There was severe traffic congestion on the road, and Lin Weifeng was forced to stay in the presidential residence scenic area.

In the crowded place, she couldn't help but think of an old friend she met yesterday.

This old friend had once stirred up a lot of confusion in her mind.

Yang Xiuqi is good-looking, with a tall and thin figure and straight facial features as if carved by a knife. He exudes righteousness even when he was in college.

This is probably one of the reasons why he was able to attract Lin Weifeng.

Every girl has her own aesthetic taste. In the past, if a boy had a good appearance, Lin Weifeng would look at him a few more times.

However, Yang Xiuqi's personality does not completely match the first impression he gives people. He is not a righteous guy.

His behavior used to be more calculated than cautious, and his sincerity required an extra layer of consideration. He was confident, but his confidence was forced. In other words, he was afraid of appearing insecure.

Of course, Lin Weifeng knew that no matter how good he was at measuring and calculating, he never really wanted to hurt her.

But this was not enough. When Lin Weifeng thought of Yang Xiuqi, his eyes instantly became extremely cold, his facial features drooped, showing alienation, and even accompanied by a burst of nameless irritability.

The smile on her lips all night, including now, seemed to be only because of Jiang Yu.

So, the feeling towards Jiang Yu is just love.

If this is love, then what were my feelings for Yang Xiuqi before?

If this isn't heart-throb, then what's the reason for this uncontrollable curiosity and the unyielding smile?

She worked with questions in mind, not clinging to solutions, but simply working day after day.

It rained for a week and she was busy for a week, and she actually forgot that Song Ze had not told her Jiang Yu's contact information.

The digitization work of the copy of "Wenyuan Encyclopedia" is progressing at the Jingjiang Museum. In the past few days, Lin Weifeng has been running back and forth between the law firm and the museum.

Speaking of which, because the cultural relics business was not popular in the institute before, Lin Weifeng walked around the institute like an invisible man.

When she opened the letter of credit, the supervisor wouldn't even look at her, because the letter of credit her team took couldn't add any real money to the supervisor's account.

This week, at least until now, almost every lawyer has greeted her, and some have even come to her workstation with coffee and snacks to chat.

It happened to be Friday, and the senior partner of the management committee organized a team-building dinner. He selected several young lawyers from the firm, along with Lin Weifeng, to attend.

This is also the first time that Lin Weifeng has participated in a large-scale private team building in the past two years.

The dinner was held at a high-end seafood hotel, with a lobby on the first floor, buffets on the second and third floors, and halls and private rooms on the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors.

After entering the room, several professional waiters began to welcome us warmly.

In the center of the room is a large round table that rotates automatically, and in front of each seat there is a small copper pot for cooking.

The table was very large, and Lin Weifeng's seat happened to be far away from several bigwigs of the management committee. She only needed to negotiate with four or five people next to her to appear to be smoothly integrated into the group.

Lawyer I likes to exaggerate and describe things in simple terms: "Lawyer Lin is now our firm's star. Many state-owned enterprises and central enterprises have taken advantage of this popularity to ask Jinhe Legal Consultants for quotes."

Lawyer No. 2 would praise him tactfully, citing personal experience: "Yes, to be honest, when I applied for the position, Sheng Law Firm was recruiting. Luckily, I chose the commercial law department, otherwise Jinhe would have lost such a talented lawyer like Lawyer Lin."

Lawyer Three hadn't heard of Lin Weifeng before, so he could only talk about the hot topic itself: "Have you seen the news? Our Lawyer Lin is not only very capable in legal matters, but also looks great on camera."

Lawyer 2: "Of course I have. Who hasn't seen it now?"

Lawyer 1: "Yeah, yeah, the legal community is racking their brains to generate traffic, but is it effective? Others can't learn from our Jinhe's way of breaking out of the circle."

…

Although Lin Weifeng is an extrovert, he is not good at navigating the world of fame and fortune. Sometimes he smiles without saying a word, and sometimes he talks back and forth without thinking.

They say their own things and listen to their own opinions.

Fortunately, these lawyers are very professional and the topics they want to talk about are all related to business development. They did not mention Jiang Yu or the brainwave rescue method.

In their conversation, the hostage is the only female protagonist, and the sharpshooter is not the protagonist.

After a round of chatting, we finally had some time to eat some king crab. The waiter's "welcome" at the door attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Weifeng and everyone looked together and found that it was... Yang Xiuqi.

Yang Xiuqi was coming to visit and toast with a red wine glass in hand.

“…”

Sometimes people really get what they deserve.

"Lawyer Jin, today is such a good day to meet you here."

Yang Xiuqi spoke a lot of social words and walked straight towards the director of the management committee as soon as he entered the door.

Lawyer Jin seemed to be very familiar with him. He stood up to greet him, shook hands with him, clinked glasses with him, and took a sip of drink.

Then he introduced everyone: "This is Notary Public Yang Xiuqi, a returnee from a prestigious university. If you need Notary Public Yang for any notarial business in the future, please feel free to contact him."

Yang Xiuqi quickly distributed his business cards to several older lawyers around Lawyer Jin.

When he sent the second to last picture, he saw Lin Weifeng.

In other words, he deliberately found Lin Weifeng.

At that time, Lin Weifeng was lowering his head, poking the king crab with chopsticks, his face full of disdain for Yang Xiuqi.

At some point, Yang Xiuqi naturally walked up to Lin Weifeng's side, passed over her shoulder, and held his business card in front of her eyes, saying, "Isn't this Jinhe's recent celebrity, Lawyer Lin? We hope to cooperate more in the future."

Lin Weifeng hesitated to reach out to take it, his eyes slightly wide open, his expression indescribably deep, his whole body still.

She didn't understand how a man could be so shameless.

Yang Xiuqi was overconfident. He began to use rhetoric to show that he and Lin Weifeng had a deep connection. He said, "Lin Weifeng's taste has changed? He used to only like swimming crabs, but now he also accepts king crabs?"

Lin Weifeng still sat there with an expressionless face.

The lawyer felt a little embarrassed and said, "Notary Yang must have misjudged me. There are no swimming crabs on the table."

Fortunately, this lawyer was very ambitious and wanted to seize this social opportunity. He took the initiative to shake hands with Yang Xiuqi and accepted the business card, so no one noticed anything.

Yang Xiuqi was naturally a respectable man, so he took the opportunity to start chatting with him.

The room was bustling with activity, but Lin Weifeng's heart was as calm as still water, without a single ripple.

She stopped eating seafood, held the chopsticks tightly in one hand, lowered her head and thought about something, deliberately avoiding Yang Xiuqi's surreptitious gaze.

Yang Xiuqi got Lin Weifeng's phone number from some lawyer present. During a social break, he sent her a text message: [How long do you want to hide?]

The light aroma of red wine mixed with Lin Weifeng's evil fire, blending secretly and growing wildly.

Just a glance at the phone screen, and Lin Weifeng's cold and ruthless gaze collided violently with Yang Xiuqi's fearless expression like a bullet fired from a gun.

At some point, smoke clouds exploded in her heart.

At the same time, her Ren and Du meridians were opened, and she turned on her cell phone and deliberately deleted Yang Xiuqi's text messages.

Then, she directly clicked on Song Ze's chat box and quickly sent a WeChat message: [Give me his contact information quickly!]

About five seconds later, Song Ze replied: [Oh my god, I completely forgot.]

Then he immediately replied with a mobile phone number and said: [This is also the WeChat ID.]

Lin Weifeng suddenly stood up, picked up his coat and backpack and walked out. Without looking at anyone at the table, he walked out of the room as fast as the wind.

She ran up to the rooftop of the seafood hotel, stood in the area where various tablecloths were hung out to dry, and took a few deep breaths of fresh air.

The autumn breeze blew gently, and the fresh smell of laundry detergent penetrated her body.

She looked at the phone number that lit up on the screen, and remembered the day when he was wearing a suit and hugged her from behind, and he also smelled elegant and rich.

However, she realized that she had somewhat forgotten that taste.

Or perhaps, she didn't know at that time that she would keep thinking about every little thing about Jiang Yu in the future, and even the similar smell could make her nerves tremble.

Whenever she thought of him, she became abnormal and confused.

She didn't know why this happened, but it was true.

She read the eleven numbers sent by Song Ze over and over again and had memorized them by heart.

Finally, she took a deep breath and clicked "Call".

A few seconds of silence.

A chaotic heartbeat.

Finally, the message came, "The number you dialed is invalid."

Lin Weifeng then searched for the number on WeChat, but still couldn't find the user.

She had no other options to begin with, and now she was even more helpless.

She replied to Song Ze: [Thank you.]

Then he looked at the chaotic neon lights in the streets, his eyes firm and calm.

She forced herself to slow down her breathing, and with a slight ripple in her heart, she saved the number.

Even though it was an empty number, she added a special note to it: [Bully can't receive it].

Lin Weifeng was not full, but she didn't want to go back to the room full of fame and fortune.

Coincidentally, Sheng Xin sent her a WeChat message: [Jin Lu asked me why I left in such a hurry, and I evaded the question by saying I had assigned you an urgent task. You should just focus on your own things and don't worry about the team building.]

Lin Weifeng rubbed the corners of his moist eyes: [Sorry, Sister Sheng Xin, I was a little confused just now.]

Sheng Xin: [No need to apologize, I am your leader.]

Lin Weifeng: [Yes, thank you, Sister Sheng Xin.]

In just half a month, the autumn wind turned cold. Lin Weifeng put away his mobile phone and looked up at the stars after the rain in Jingjiang River.

Taking into account the time difference, she saw this starry sky first, and then he could see it.

Just like this heart, she had to be moved first before he could understand.

Lin Weifeng walked out of the hotel and hailed a taxi on the side of the road.

"Master, let's go to the 8:30 barbecue restaurant opposite the east gate of Jingjiang Academy of Fine Arts."

She likes to eat the baked macaroni from this restaurant. When she is feeling depressed, she will have a plate of it, and it seems to really help to clear her mind.

The car window was open, letting in a cool breeze. She sent Sun Zhengxiao a sighing emoji and said, "Table A9 at 8:30 is reserved. You go first."

Lin Weifeng is a very organized person. If she chooses to report the location directly without notifying Sun Zhengxiao in advance, she will know that she is abnormal and has something on her mind.

After a while, Sun Zhengxiao sent a message: [The dishes are ready. I ordered two plates of macaroni, worried it wouldn't be enough for you.]

Lin Weifeng: [You don't know what happened to me, so how do you know I don't have enough to eat?]

Sun Zhengxiao: [Are you being mysterious with me? Lawyer Lin's career is on the rise, he's loved by his parents, so what could he possibly have to worry about? It must be because Jiang Yu has become hollow.]

Lin Weifeng: [You still remember this person...]

Sun Zhengxiao: [Watching the fun. It's finally my turn to watch you have fun. This must be etched in my memory.]

“…”

It's still daytime on the other side of the Earth.

Jiang Yu is a police officer selected under the "strict entry and strict exit" policy of Beijing and Hong Kong. He is physically fit during training and good at planning.

He had skipped a meeting of Commissioner Hawa before, and Hawa remembered it. He made him play first in every training session, and the strict standards were never lowered.

After a period of "difficulty", Commissioner Hawa admired him very much and said that he was worthy of being the person he brought back personally from the transfer airport.

In the organizational center, Jiang Yu not only set a textbook physical standard, but also won everyone's hearts in cooking.

Sweet and sour spare ribs have defeated black pepper steak to become the number one cooking dish on the central cooking list.

Hawa's mother, Sharon Sman, got into Chinese traditional culture through Chinese medicine patches. When she heard that there was a Chinese man in the center who cooked delicious food, she came to try it.

It’s really good.

She wanted to take a photo with Jiang Yu, but Jiang Yu was rather reserved and was embarrassed to be photographed.

So Sharon took a selfie with the sweet and sour pork ribs and posted it on WeChat Moments, captioning it in English: [Will criminals be less inclined to commit crimes after eating such delicious Chinese food made by the police?]

Lin Weifeng saw this post while in a taxi, liked it, and commented: [I would do the same.]

Sharon replied: [Next time you come to Lanxi, stay a few days longer and cook for me.]

Lin Weifeng replied with a cute expression.

De Luo is almost inseparable from Jiang Yu.

While playing basketball, DeRozan discovered that Jiang Yu wasn't naturally left-handed. He was very good at dribbling and shooting with his right hand, but he relied more on his left hand when shooting. He asked, "Why?"

Jiang Yu said: "My mentor taught me with his left hand."

"Crazy!" Dro felt like this person was being ridiculous. "If I teach with my left hand, can I learn with my left hand?"

"I practiced," Jiang Yu threw the ball to De Luo and opened his left hand to him. "Last time, the hostage saw that this hand was covered with calluses and almost didn't want to touch it."