As the head of the security department, Liang Damin sensed that Qiu Jingwen seemed to have had a conflict with that person, which is why he said that the other party didn't seem like a good person.
Liang Damin's logic was this: Qiu Jingwen was definitely a good man, and anyone who had a conflict with him was definitely not a good person.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Jingwen was slightly startled and thought to himself:
"I wonder if Liang Damin saw me choking Liu Han in the rain?"
So he forced a smile at Liang Damin.
"Old Liang, you've got a real eye for things, being a former security chief. You can tell a good guy from a bad guy just by looking at his back!"
"Old Qiu, I was just saying it offhand, I hope I didn't get it wrong?"
"What nonsense! He's a villager from Yushan Village nearby. I've drunk with him before, so we're acquaintances and have some connection. He stopped me just now to borrow money, saying he wanted to buy two pigs to raise. But I haven't received my salary yet, and my wife Yuping manages all the money, so I just sent him away."
After all, Liang Damin was the head of the security department, so Qiu Jingwen had to tell a lie.
Liang Damin didn't suspect anything; in his mind, Qiu Jingwen was not a liar at all.
The two men talked as they quickly crossed the small hill.
After the uphill section, it's downhill.
The rain has lessened considerably, now just a light drizzle.
"It's all downhill ahead, let's ride on."
Liang Damin looked at Qiu Jingwen and made a suggestion.
Qiu Jingwen didn't respond and simply stepped onto his bicycle.
Both men were at the section chief level; one was a workshop director, and the other was the head of the security department.
They were not just acquainted; they met almost every time at the factory's weekly mid-level management meeting, and they also had interactions in their daily work.
On their days off, when they had nothing to do, the two of them would often sit down in the staff activity room and play a couple of games of chess. Sometimes they would visit each other's rooms, play a couple of games of chess or Chinese chess, and if it was time to eat, they would prepare a few side dishes, drink a couple of cups of liquor, and chat for a while.
For about twenty years, the two became as familiar as brothers and were also die-hard chess friends.
The rain is still falling, pattering down.
The sky began to brighten, and it no longer seemed so gloomy and terrifying.
Qiu Jingwen and Liang Damin chatted as they rode, and arrived at the dormitory area in about five or six minutes.
Upon entering the dormitory area, Qiu Jingwen and Liang Damin greeted each other and rode off towards their respective buildings.
The Hongqi Factory staff dormitory area consists of eighteen buildings, each with six floors and three stairwells. Qiu Jingwen's family lives in room 303 on the third floor of the middle stairwell of building number seven.
Back at the entrance of his building, Qiu Jingwen parked his car, locked it, and took out the key.
The autumn scenery at this moment
I felt like my whole body was about to go limp.
The sudden appearance of Liu Han really terrified him; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was scared out of his wits.
Qiu Jingwen had no idea how he had climbed to the third floor; his whole body was still trembling.
Back home, Qiu Jingwen tossed the keys onto the table and plopped down in a chair.
With a 'crack' sound, the chair burst open and scattered all over the floor.
Qiu Jingwen's body then crashed heavily to the ground with a loud thud.
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