Chapter 63 Chapter 63 Qin Du is even more convinced that he is using...
Qin Du found that Liu Jingheng was becoming more and more stingy.
The lights were not allowed to be turned on at night. He used a basin of water for washing his face to clean the windows and then the floor. Half of the water in Nuomi's swimming pool was gone, and Penny's high-end canned food was no longer available. He had to cook all the dog food himself.
The most abominable thing is——
"You retreat." Liu Jingheng pointed to a box of Maya Beach sea cucumbers priced at 128,000 yuan/300g.
Qin Du explained: "This can enhance your immunity and promote the healing of your wounds."
Liu Jingheng raised her elbows and put them together: "It's healed now."
Qin Du refused to listen to him: "Even if you don't want to eat, I will eat."
Liu Jingheng didn't believe it. The Qin family had a collection room filled with rare and exotic foods from around the world, but Qin Du had never been seen eating any of them. On the contrary, his diet was simple, and he didn't care about his appetite.
Seeing that he couldn't win the argument with Qin Du, he thought for a long time and finally came up with his "Green Tea Guide".
"Wait." Liu Jingheng raised her hand to indicate a temporary ceasefire and flip through the treasure book first.
There is a sentence:
What to do if the other party disagrees with your request.
A: You don’t like me, don’t you? I’ve tried so hard to be your friend, but I don’t know why you hate me so much.
Liu Jingheng put down her phone, memorized the key words, and said:
"I...I hate you."
Qin Du pouted and looked down at Liu Jingheng with a half-smile on his face.
He knew that Liu Jingheng had such a treasure book and he liked to ask for advice from it, but every time he said something irrelevant. Qin Du reasonably suspected that he was taking the opportunity to express his true feelings.
"Okay." Qin Du compromised.
Liu Jingheng was secretly delighted. This book is great.
Then Qin Du said, "Since you hate seeing sea cucumbers so much, I'll go give it to the security guard downstairs. I heard his mother was recently ill and in the hospital."
After saying that, he picked up the sea cucumber and was about to leave.
When the man reached the door, Liu Jingheng's reflexes finally caught up. She ran after him and grabbed Qin Du's clothes.
“I… I fuck.”
Qin Du frowned: "Why are you swearing?"
Liu Jingheng shook her head. "My words slipped. I wanted to say, 'I eat.'"
"There's such a big difference between eating and grass." Qin Du became even more convinced that he was just using this as an excuse to speak his mind.
"Anyway, keep it." Wait for a chance to secretly sell it and make a profit.
Qin Du picked up the gift box and looked at it, saying nonchalantly, "What should I say when asking for help?"
Liu Jingheng: "Please?"
Qin Du: "No, think about it again."
Liu Jingheng stood there for a long time like a robot that had lost its command and control. Then she raised her head and stared at Qin Du:
"I beg you to..."
Corrected again: "Yes."
Qin Du embraced Liu Jingheng, lowered his head, and moved his lips towards Liu Jingheng's face.
But he suddenly stopped within a few feet. He looked at Liu Jingheng's indifferent expression and thought of the question that he had asked twice but had no answer.
Qin Du sighed lightly, stood up, and handed the sea cucumber gift box to Liu Jingheng.
Liu Jingheng ran away with the sea cucumber in her contentment, went into the bedroom and locked it in a small cabinet, and also told Penny:
"If anyone touches this box of sea cucumbers, scream loudly."
Penny: "Woof~"
*
The weather was getting colder day by day. Qin Du sat in the group office, browsing online counters and picking clothes for Liu Jingheng.
The secretary knocked on the door and came in, handed a stack of documents to Qin Du, and said in a low voice:
"Boss Qin, I have already notified TNC to file for bankruptcy as you instructed."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Qin Du continued to look at the clothes.
The secretary pursed her lips, wanting to say something but not daring to.
As a professional secretary, he is familiar with all operations of listed companies.
Qin Du, as the representative of the group, recently notified the joint-stock companies under him to spend 2 billion to acquire the heavily indebted TNC Electronics, and then forced TNC to file for bankruptcy.
In fact, he acquired TNC for 800 million as a private shareholder. After TNC went bankrupt and underwent liquidation procedures, he, as one of TNC's current nominal shareholders, would not be responsible for repaying the company's debts as long as he paid the full amount in accordance with legal requirements.
So where is the 2 billion that Rilon Corporation ostensibly invested in acquiring TNC?
In Qin Du's pocket.
The biggest doubt is that Qin Du hired professional managers with an annual salary of tens of millions to control the operations of all listed companies under the Rilon Group, causing all large and small companies under the group to completely lose their independence.
The secretary broke out in a cold sweat and swallowed back the words he wanted to say.
After all, he is the only one who knows about this matter so far. If the news really leaks out, President Qin will be the first to kill him.
"Secretary Wang." Qin Du suddenly called him, scaring him so much that he coughed.
"Yes, yes... Mr. Qin. Ahem."
Qin Du handed over the iPad and said, "Which of these two clothes do you think looks better?"
The secretary wiped the cold sweat from the corners of his eyes and said tremblingly:
"They all...all look good."
Qin Du added both pieces of clothing to the shopping cart and said casually:
"Don't be careless when making choices. Think carefully."
The secretary began to feel nauseous, her head burying in her crotch. "Isn't what Mr. Qin said clear enough?"
On the other side, the Qin family.
When Mr. Qin saw Sun Jiaming coming, he immediately told the nanny to close the door.
He slammed TNC's acquisition announcement on the table and asked in a low voice:
"Qin Du wants a joint-stock company to spend 2 billion to acquire a company that's heavily in debt?! Aren't you going to stop him?!"
Sun Jiaming smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, you're worrying too much. Shareholders also want to make money. We are not fools. Who would spend money on something that is not good?"
He poured the old man a cup of tea to calm him down:
"Let's not talk about Representative Qin's temperament, but there's no doubt he has a ruthless eye. We all know that TNC is an American electronics company, primarily engaged in the mobile phone and computer manufacturing industry. But as you know, most Americans only recognize Apple, so TNC is struggling there."
Sun Jiaming continued to laugh:
"But the phones they make are cheap and easy to use. They use the latest independently developed operating system, which is no worse than iOS, and they're also beautifully made."
Sun Jiaming took out his phone and put it on the table:
"Look, I'm using it. I even prepared one to give to my granddaughter to celebrate her entry into elementary school."
The old man looked at the phone. It was indeed beautiful, like a work of art.
“Just think about it. We only spent 2 billion to buy so many unsaleable products. If we spend some advertising money in China and hire a few top-tier spokespeople, we can basically reap the benefits of all the women in the country. By then, we can make more than 2 billion.” Sun Jiaming picked up the phone and stroked it like a treasure.
The old man relaxed his back, leaned against the dragon couch, thought for a long time, and nodded: "What you said does make sense."
"By the way," the old man continued, "what are the shareholders' opinions on the vaccine and medicinal marijuana injection into the listed company I mentioned to you?"
Sun Jiaming cleared his throat:
"In this regard... shareholders still hope to operate within the group. There are too many generic vaccines on the market now, and they are all products with extremely low profit margins. If we delegate the production to individual listed companies, everyone will get even less profit. We simply don't want to waste our energy on this."
The old man pondered for a moment and sighed heavily.
Is he getting old and losing his vision? Vaccines and medical marijuana are both clearly profitable projects, but none of the shareholders are buying into them.
Maybe it’s just like what Sun Jiaming said, there are too many generic drugs and the social market is not good. For the same therapeutic effect, ordinary people will definitely choose the cheaper one.
The old man clenched his teacup, feeling a sudden pang of resignation. Why was it that everyone applauded Qin Du's actions, while his own choices made him a remnant of the old times, despised by everyone?
After seeing Sun Jiaming off, the old man called Qin Chuyao over and asked the nanny to close the door again.
*
Liu Jingheng made a lot of handicrafts in the art class. The theme of this class was turning waste into treasure, so she asked the students to take a bunch of disposable paper cups, cut out various patterns and shapes of cardboard, and make little people sitting on the benches.
After class, Liu Jingheng came out holding the four little figures he made.
In the car, Qin Du put down the documents and took Liu Jingheng's work for the first time. He looked at it for a while and asked:
"What is this, a family of cockroaches?"
Liu Jingheng: ...
He held up the little figures and pointed at the words below.
Qin Du took a look and saw the words: [Qin Du's Wardrobe]
Qin Du laughed out loud: "Is this me?"
Liu Jingheng nodded.
"What are those two whiskers on the top of the head?"
"hair."
Qin Du rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, shook his head, and said with a smile:
"Liu Jingheng, compared to others, I think your painting is pretty good."
Liu Jingheng's face was expressionless, showing no signs of betrayal, but two faint blushes crept onto her cheeks.
“Yes, I am an all-round talent.”
Qin Du laughed speechlessly, holding "Qin Du's Wardrobe" and looking at it again and again.
This Liu Jingheng, apart from writing, has no other advantages. He is not smart and dull, and can't even do the simplest things.
Why, for his sake, did I choose not to empathize with those who had the same surname as Qin?
Or maybe they were never on the same page from the beginning, but this time they plan to overturn the table.
Qin Du raised his head and his gaze passed through the car window, falling on the rapidly receding street scene.
"Are you worried about something?" Liu Jingheng asked suddenly.
Qin Du was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked at him. He couldn't believe that such a slow-witted person could actually notice his abnormality.
"How did you tell that?" he asked.
Liu Jingheng was silent for a moment, tugged at the whiskers on the paper cup, and said:
"Because you used to keep looking at me in the car, but not today."
Qin Du chuckled:
"So you are looking at me too, otherwise how would you know I am looking at you."
Liu Jingheng nodded: "Actually, I think you are quite good-looking. People can't help but take a second look when they see a beautiful woman or a handsome man."
Qin Du lowered his head and smiled, then pulled Liu Jingheng's hand to stop him from plucking the whiskers on the paper cup:
"Yeah, people will take a second look at beautiful women and handsome guys."
"So you were looking at me before because I'm good-looking?" Liu Jingheng asked frankly.
Qin Du glanced at him: "Well, quite cute."
Liu Jingheng blushed: Hey.
Qin Du was not trying to comfort him, otherwise he would not have kept him when he first met him just because he said "I don't want to live anymore".
Qin Du, a man of his status, had seen countless beauties, including some that were four thousand years old or ten thousand years old, but only Liu Jingheng caught his eye.
Liu Jingheng's face is his ideal type - before meeting Liu Jingheng, he had never thought about what his ideal type was.
Qin Du suddenly began to reflect on himself. Why couldn't he find any good points in Liu Jingheng, yet still liked him? Could it be that he was just obsessed with looks?
*
"A-choo!"
Liu Jingheng's loud sneeze indicated that winter had officially arrived.
In early December, it was very cold both in the morning and at night.
Before going out to class, Qin Du rushed back from the company and picked out a brick-red coat for Liu Jingheng.
The fabric of this dress is New Zealand red deer velvet, known as the Rolls-Royce of deer velvet. It is only collected from young red deer born in the first year. It is delicate, light and very warm.
The price is also very attractive, more than 200,000.
Qin Du put a scarf on him and said:
"Don't run around after class. If I don't get there on time, wait in the classroom. If it's really cold, ask the teacher to turn on the air conditioner."
Liu Jingheng nodded: "Okay."
Qin Du was still worried and said:
"Let's put art classes on hold for a while. The weather is getting colder."
The doctor said that for heart patients like Liu Jingheng, extreme weather is very difficult for them to endure.
Liu Jingheng shook her head. "No. Teacher Xiaolu said yesterday that we should learn 'I want to be with you forever' today."
Qin Du lowered his eyes, staring at the small red mole on the tip of his nose, and lowered his voice:
"So, who are you going to draw?"
Liu Jingheng thought for a long time and said, "Cheng Yunqing."
"Liu Jingheng you." Qin Du frowned suddenly.
Liu Jingheng raised her phone: "Cheng Yunqing called."
Qin Du sighed heavily: "If I told you not to pick up the phone, would you not pick it up?"
Liu Jingheng thought for a moment and said, "No."
Qin Du said nothing more, turned around and strode away, driving to the courtyard to wait for Liu Jingheng to finish this damn phone call.
After answering the phone, Cheng Yunqing's gentle and clear voice came:
"Busy?"
"Yeah, I'm going to art class soon."
"That's it. It's okay. I've been busy studying for exams lately and haven't heard from you in a while. I looked at the calendar and suddenly remembered that your birthday is coming soon, so I called to ask what gift you want."
Liu Jingheng:?
When is my birthday?
"Just give it to him as you see fit." Liu Jingheng was very practical. He would take whatever she gave him.
"Think about it carefully." Cheng Yunqing's voice was filled with smiles. "Your birthday happens to be the day of the postgraduate entrance examination. I can't be with you all day, so of course I have to pick out a better gift for you."
Liu Jingheng scratched his head. He really didn't want anything in particular.
So he quietly looked outside the door, making sure Qin Du couldn't hear him, and then said:
"Then... on my birthday, can you treat me to fried pork cutlet, fried chicken cutlet, or fried skewers?"
Cheng Yunqing's hearty laughter came:
"It seems that you have been tortured quite a bit by President Qin. Okay, I'll think about it."
"Don't think about it, just promise me, okay."
"Even if you call me dad, I have to think about it." Cheng Yunqing couldn't bear it, but he also understood that Liu Jingheng had to ensure a clean diet now, as fried foods put a heavy burden on his heart.
Seeing Qin Du coming in, Liu Jingheng quickly said, "Think about it carefully," and hung up the phone immediately.
Qin Du still heard it: "What are you considering?"
"Considering it..." Liu Jingheng wasn't very good at lying, she said blankly, "It's just... I'm going to be late for class."
After saying that, they walked out together.
Qin Du even followed him around and lectured him: "Don't answer Cheng Yunqing's calls anymore. I don't know what they're plotting with each other every day."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
Qin Du should have gone directly to the company after sending Liu Jingheng to the art class, but he parked the car on the side of the road and followed Liu Jingheng into the art institution.
He had been to the institution many times, but this was the first time he looked at every corner so carefully, checked the tables and chairs, turned on the air conditioner to test the temperature, and seemed to be very idle. He put all the sharp objects such as utility knives and scissors in the drawer, and reminded the teacher to lock the drawer.
Finally, Qin Du looked at Liu Jingheng, who was sitting in a row of children aged six or seven, and also reminded him for the first time:
"Draw carefully and show me your work when you're done."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
After Qin Du's actions, Teacher Xiaolu began to doubt herself - why did Mr. Qin say this? Did he think that the art courseware here was too old, or that the teacher did not teach seriously, resulting in the students not making any progress?
In this class, Teacher Xiaolu was extremely cautious and nervous.
*
Qin Du settled Liu Jingheng and went to the company.
His office is on the top floor of the group building. From a height of more than 100 floors, he can overlook the entire Jinhai City.
Qin Du sat on the sofa by the window and sipped black tea. The cup that held the tea was the ugly cup that Liu Jingheng had given him.
He seemed to be in a good mood, his eyes slightly curved as he looked out the window.
He was thinking about the theme of Liu Jingheng's art class today, "I want to be with you forever". When he saw the works later, he would wonder what strange shapes Liu Jingheng would paint him into on the drawing paper.
Qin Du chuckled, shook his head, and took a sip of hot tea.
There was a sudden knock on the office door. Qin Du stopped smiling, stared at the door for a long while, and then said, "Come in."
The secretary came in with his head down. If it weren't for work, he would have absolutely no intention of entering this door.
"Representative Qin, I'm sorry to bother you. Mr. Qin Chuyao said he hopes to meet you. He has something to discuss with you." The secretary whispered.
Qin Du stood up and sat back at his desk, buttoning his suit: "Let him in."
Qin Chuyao came in, his head slightly lowered, wearing a well-tailored suit, with gauze still covering the stitches on his forehead.
Qin Du looked at him calmly, his long legs crossed and relaxed. He didn't intend to speak, as he had no interest in the purpose of Qin Chuyao's sudden visit.
It was Qin Chuyao who lost his temper first and bowed respectfully to Qin Du:
"Uncle, I came here this time to apologize to you and Liu Jingheng."
Qin Du tilted his chin slightly, the sharp angles of his jaw revealing a hint of arrogance. He remained silent, waiting for Qin Chuyao to speak.
Qin Chuyao bowed again, his hands clenched tightly at his sides.
"I'm sorry, uncle. I was so reckless and didn't know right from wrong that I hurt Liu Jingheng. And... because I couldn't get the love I wanted, I took my anger out on an innocent person. It's all my fault. I've reflected deeply on myself."
Qin Du put his index finger against the side of his face and looked the young man in front of him up and down with great interest. He asked with a half-smile:
"Do you really think so?"
"Yes..." Qin Chuyao clenched his fingers even harder, trying to suppress his trembling. "Grandpa has also taught me a lesson. I think I am not a child anymore. I can't still not know right from wrong."
Seeing that he hadn't finished speaking, Qin Du mercifully took over for him:
"Okay, I want to hear your next plan after you figure it out."
Qin Chuyao quickly spread out his five fingers and wiped the sweat off his pants, and said in a pious tone:
"I'm determined to stop focusing my energy on boring, hateful, and love affairs. I'm going to work hard to improve myself and get on the right track in the company as soon as possible. But since I'm not very good at academics and am still studying, I hope you can put aside your past grudges and give me some guidance. After all, we are family, and I feel at ease with your guidance."
Qin Du raised his eyebrows and chuckled with an ambiguous meaning:
"Family. You're right."
Hearing this, Qin Chuyao finally relaxed a little, and secretly raised his head from under his lowered eyes to look at Qin Du.
"Secretary Wang." Qin Du called Secretary Wang in, "Give him all the company contract documents from these days."
The next second, Qin Chuyao had a thick stack of documents in his hands, which made his knees bend and he almost fell to the ground.
Qin Du said to him:
"Company operations are complex and involve many details. Without professional theory and experience to support me, I would not trust you with it."
Qin Chuyao nodded hurriedly: "Uncle is right, I still have a lot to learn."
Qin Du raised his chin and pointed at the documents, saying:
"First, learn how to understand the contract. These secretaries will teach you."
"Yes, I understand. I will definitely study hard." Qin Chuyao nodded like pounding garlic.
As if not wanting to waste words with him any more, Qin Du picked up the ugly cup and stopped looking at him:
"Get out."
Qin Chuyao nodded modestly and walked out with a stack of documents.
In an instant, the ingratiating smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth.
Qin Du, just wait and see how long you can keep jumping around.
Qin Chuyao seriously began to study the contract carefully, and his secretary also gave him careful guidance.
Tired, the two took a break. Qin Chuyao rolled his eyes and started asking around:
"Why does my uncle take the contract so seriously? Rilon is a large corporation, so no partner would dare to falsify the contract, right?"
The secretary sighed and said:
"Don't tell me, it really exists."
"What's the matter? Tell me about it."
"This happened when Representative Qin first took over the company. You have to understand that as a manager, it's unwise to do everything yourself. It will cause resistance from the employees responsible for the work and be detrimental to management. Therefore, contract review and inspection work is the responsibility of the secretary."
Qin Chuyao nodded to show that he was listening carefully.
The secretary continued:
"I had just joined the company at the time, and my old secretary had been in charge of this work. However, he had ulterior motives and colluded with foreign companies to change the group listed in the contract into a joint-stock company. It was a hollow shell company, created out of thin air. As a result, Representative Qin signed the contract without carefully reading it, resulting in a loss of 200 million yuan."
Qin Chuyao raised his eyebrows and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
"And you know, if there's no concrete evidence proving Representative Qin was truly unaware of this, or if he found a way to fill the 200 million yuan hole, he would face charges of commercial fraud and embezzlement of public funds. So, he filled the 200 million yuan hole himself."
Qin Chuyao couldn't help but cough a series of times.
He even pretended to be hypocritical and said, "This is not a mistake that someone as strict as my uncle would make."
"Representative Qin was still young at the time, about your age," the secretary smiled. "But now, new regulations have been introduced that prohibit private individuals from filling holes. This means that if something like this happens again, the person who signed the contract will face charges of commercial fraud and embezzlement of public funds."
Qin Chuyao pondered for a long time, then suddenly smiled:
"I won't say anymore. I don't understand. Secretary, are you tired? I'll buy you some coffee."
Secretary: "Okay, thank you. I've been busy with work lately, and it's only with you that I can sneak a peek at the fish."
The two smiled at each other, then went downstairs to buy coffee with their arms around each other.
It was almost time to get off work, and the secretary went to find Qin Du with the documents that Qin Chuyao had read. Qin Chuyao also hid outside the office door and secretly peeked.
He watched Qin Du take out a very exquisite embroidered box from the drawer, open it, take out the company seal, sign and stamp the documents one by one, and finally put the seal back into the box and locked the drawer.
Qin Chuyao stepped aside and thought: The reason why everyone is so nervous about the official seal is because the official seal is more convincing than the person himself. If a contract does not have the official seal, it will lose its legal effect and cannot be used as evidence. No matter who comes, it will be useless.
Qin Chuyao sneered, turned around and left, and took out his cell phone to call Old Man Qin.
*
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Du went to pick up Liu Jingheng after class.
As soon as Liu Jingheng got in the car, Qin Du's first words were:
"Is it cold? Did the teacher turn on the air conditioner?"
Liu Jingheng nodded and said, "The other kids all feel too hot."
"It's better to be hot than to have a cold." Qin Du said with a smile.
"Where's your work from this class? Why didn't you bring it back?" Qin Du felt a little disappointed when he saw Liu Jingheng came back empty-handed.
Liu Jingheng waited for a long time before saying:
"I remembered it wrongly. The teacher said the next class is painting, and this class is handicrafts."
Qin Du frowned slightly:
"The last class was also about handicrafts. What can you learn just by doing handicrafts?"
He actually didn't care about the art class schedule. He was just a little emotional because he didn't see the painting "I Want to Be with You Forever".
Liu Jingheng lowered her head and said nothing, picking at the small cuts on her fingertips that she had accidentally scratched while doing handicrafts.
Qin Du looked at him for a long time, and said softly:
"I don't blame you. It's not your decision what classes to take. Can you show me what crafts you made?"
Liu Jingheng lowered his head and scratched his hands for a long time before slowly taking out a small gadget from his pocket and handing it over.
Qin Du held the little gadget in his hand and looked at it. It was a white hemisphere with horizontal and vertical lines engraved on the cross section, and a tassel hanging from the tip.
"What is this?" Qin Du asked.
"Radish seal."
"I know. I mean what you carved."
"Little uncle catching stars."
After Qin Du heard this, his brows relaxed and a dimple appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although he studied for a long time, he still couldn't figure out which one was the star and which one was the uncle.
"It's beautifully carved." Qin Du stroked the radish seal. "Give it to me?"
Liu Jingheng hesitated for a long time before asking, "Is it really good?"
"Of course, it's like a work of art." Qin Du did not hesitate to give his hypocritical praise.
Liu Jingheng thought for a moment and asked seriously, "If it's so good, why didn't the teacher keep my radish stamp for the exhibition?"
Qin Du: ...
"Tell me, why?"
Qin Du calmed himself down, fortunately his mind was quick:
"Will you cry if the teacher doesn't keep your seal for the exhibition?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes. Well, no."
"But if the teacher doesn't leave the stamps of those children, they are not as strong as you. If they all cry, will you help the teacher to comfort them?" Qin Du asked.
Liu Jingheng was silent for a moment, and suddenly starlight jumped out of her originally gray eyes.
"Yes, I don't compete with children."
Qin Du put the radish seal in his pocket and said:
"Teacher, you have good intentions. But I really like this seal. Can you give it to me?"
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
Qin Du, who said "It's not easy to be a teacher", sent a private message to Teacher Xiaolu as soon as he got home:
[Hello, teacher. I'd like to ask why you didn't include Liu Jingheng's seal in the exhibition. What's the problem?]
Teacher Xiaolu: [Every student has different strengths, so it's impossible to master everything. So, I selected a few students' seals that were good at handicrafts to be included in the art exhibition. [Photo]]
Qin Du fell silent after clicking on the photo.
Then I sent a message to the teacher:
[Sorry, teacher, I didn't see the other students' work before and I acted impulsively.]
Afterwards, Qin Du looked at Liu Jingheng and saw that he was still trying to adjust the faucet, making it dripping to save water and money. He thought of the other children's radish stamps -
You are the one who is wasting the most.
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