Chapter 119 Mr. Su is still alive!!
The second day.
Fu Quening came to the company alone. Li Yao, who had arrived earlier, saw that he was alone today and asked, "Mr. Fu, why are you alone today? Where is Mr. Fu?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Quening shrugged and spread his hands, saying, "My brother said he won't come to the company anymore. I don't know what he wants to do."
He has only studied for a year, and he is so confident in handing over such a big company to him?
"Not coming?"
Li Yao pursed her lips, thinking that these rich young men were willful because they had money and would not come if they said they would.
It's just past eight o'clock and it's not time to go to work yet, so Li Qian is watching short videos there to pass the time.
When she saw a video of someone else dancing, she couldn't help but complain in the comment section, then swiped away to see the next one.
This post was made by a beauty blogger she follows, but it was not him who posted the post. Instead, it was a photo with the caption: "The most beautiful fish seller in Jiaozhou quickly became an internet celebrity because of her outstanding looks."
"What do you mean by the most handsome fishmonger? He's just a fishmonger, how handsome can he be?"
Li Qian muttered something, paused the video, and moved two fingers to the sides to enlarge the picture.
And that photo was the selfie that Xia Mei posted on Weibo.
"Huh? Isn't this Su Yumian? He didn't come to work. When did he go to Jiaozhou?"
Secretary Jin, who had just arrived at the company, happened to hear these words. He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Li Qian.
When Li Yao heard what Li Qian said, she quickly ran to Li Qian and stared at the photos in her phone for a long time.
"Could there be a mistake? This is just a profile. I guess they just look alike."
In the photo, Xia Mei's face is in the front and is the largest, while Su Yumian is in the back and only has a side profile.
Li Qian couldn't believe that there were two people in the world who looked so similar, so she clicked on the comment section and scrolled up, locking onto one of the many comments.
Then he pointed at the comment and read it to Li Yao, "Mianmian is so gentle, I like him so much. He's even more handsome in person than in his photos."
"Well, this is what people who were there commented on. They look the same, have the same name, who else could it be but him?"
"I was wondering why Su Yumian suddenly stopped coming to work. Could it be that he switched to selling fish?"
Hearing this, Secretary Jin turned around, walked quickly towards Li Qian, and snatched Li Qian's cell phone.
Although the photo only captured a side profile, he still recognized that the person was Su Yumian.
But, if this person is Su Yumian, then who is that floating corpse?
"When was this video released?" Secretary Jin asked as he returned the phone to Li Qian.
Li Qian glanced at the release date in the lower left corner and said, "Seven days ago."
"Seven days ago...?"
Secretary Jin repeated this sentence. If the person in the photo is really Su Yumian, it means that he may still be alive!
Thinking of this, Secretary Jin suddenly became a little excited. She looked at Fu Quening and asked, "Is President Fu here?"
Fu Quening shook his head. "No, my brother said he won't come anymore. If there's anything, let me find you."
"Not coming?"
Secretary Jin frowned subconsciously, feeling that he had a bad premonition.
Over the past year, Fu Quezhou has been coming to work at the company in an orderly manner and has been earnestly imparting his experience to Fu Quening.
He thought Fu Quezhou had come out of his grief, but now, considering his previous strange behavior, he suddenly realized something.
He hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Fu Quezhou, but no one answered.
"broken!"
Secretary Jin exclaimed and quickly turned and ran towards the elevator.
Seeing his expression suddenly change, Fu Quening ran out immediately after him.
The two of them got into the elevator, and Fu Quening frowned and asked, "Secretary Jin, what's wrong with you? What's broken?"
"Get in the car first."
After getting out of the elevator, Secretary Jin hurriedly opened the car door and got in, and Fu Quening followed closely and sat in the passenger seat.
After starting the car, Secretary Jin said to Fu Quening, "Call your brother."
“…Hmm? Oh.”
Fu Quening took out his cell phone and called Fu Quezhou. The phone rang for a long time but no one answered, and finally it hung up automatically.
“He didn’t answer.”
"Then keep fighting." Secretary Jin looked serious and drove very fast, as if someone was chasing him.
Fu Quening frowned and did not do as he was told. Instead, he looked at Secretary Jin and asked, "What happened? And where are we going..."
"Your brother wants to commit suicide!!" Secretary Jin suddenly raised her voice and yelled at him.
After hearing these words, Fu Quening was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a long time.
Seeing him stunned, Secretary Jin sighed and said while driving, "Do you remember the last time your brother went back, he brought someone with him?"
Fu Quening nodded blankly, "I remember, but what does this have to do with my brother's suicide?"
"That man is dead. To be more precise, he was forced to death by your brother. Anyway, it's hard to explain what happened here in a short time. Please call Mr. Fu immediately. I'm afraid it will be too late if you're late."
Secretary Jin urged urgently, stepping hard on the accelerator. The speed needle had turned to 140 miles per hour, and the red light on the dashboard was like a drop of blood counting down.
But he still felt it was too slow!
Fu Quening didn't ask any more questions and quickly called his brother several times, but no one answered.
As a last resort, Secretary Jin had to run a red light and take a shortcut.
When they could already see the outline of the villa, Fu Quezhou walked out of the villa and got into his car.
"Where is my brother going?" Fu Quening asked.
"I don't know. Just follow him first. You continue to make the call."
Fu Quezhou was driving with a smile on his face, looking at the passenger seat from time to time.
Because in his eyes, Su Yumian was sitting in the passenger seat and smiling at him.
He held the steering wheel with one hand and clasped Su Yumian's fingers with the other.
He sped all the way to the seaside, and his wheels gradually slowed down as they rolled over the gravel.
He looked at the boundless sea, took a deep breath, and then turned to look at Su Yumian who did not exist at all.
In a gentle tone, he said, "Mianmian, be good and fasten your seat belt."
As he spoke, he fastened the passenger seat belt, and then fastened his own seat belt.
He shook Su Yumian's hand vigorously, pursed his lips and smiled, "Mianmian, I'm here."
After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes, stepped on the accelerator with his foot, and the car instantly rushed into the sea.
A large amount of seawater poured into the car in an instant. Fu Quezhou closed his eyes, smiled, and did not struggle at all.
Secretary Jin and Fu Quening, who were following closely behind, saw this scene and their hearts stopped for a moment.
After quickly stopping the car, Secretary Jin and Fu Quening ran to the beach and jumped into the water to save people without thinking.
However, because the seawater had not poured in thoroughly enough, the strong resistance prevented them from opening the car door.
It was not until the sea water completely submerged the car and the resistance decreased that the two men took great effort to pull Fu Quezhou out of the car.
The two of them worked together to drag Fu Quezhou to the shore. Fu Quezhou was furious when he saw that he was not dead. He shouted at Secretary Jin, "What are you doing?!"
Secretary Jin grabbed Fu Quezhou's shoulders and yelled, "I want to ask you why you still have to live and continue to atone for your sins!!"
Fu Quezhou was stunned. He pushed Secretary Jin aside, stood up, and continued walking towards the beach. He said coldly, "Don't worry about me. Take him back."
"elder brother…!"
"Mr. Su is still alive!!"
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