Chapter 60 My heart beats sixty times, let her lead me
"Then we'll meet tonight at 8 o'clock... Don't worry, it's a newly opened bar, it's very safe."
"That's it, don't call me again!"
Then there was the sound of a key chain jingling, and Wen Huai saw through the peephole that the man opposite was opening the door.
With a "bang", the door was closed, which hurt her eardrums and she turned her face away from the door.
If she remembered correctly, Xi Guan's bar was called Yu Jian.
Is it such a coincidence?
Just as she was thinking about it, a message from Lu Miaomiao popped up on her phone, asking her if she was still in the family building.
Wen Huai typed for her to wait for him at a nearby cake shop and would arrive shortly.
Switching to Xu Youjing's page, he typed two words with his fingertips and then deleted them.
There's still time before seven o'clock, so we can talk to him after he finishes the meeting.
She leaned against the door and listened for a while. When she was sure it was quiet outside, she gently pressed the doorknob, opened and closed the door. She didn't dare to breathe normally until she reached the second floor.
It was ten minutes later when they arrived at the cake shop. Wen Huai drank a large glass of water as soon as he sat down, and Lu Miaomiao handed her some tissue paper.
"What's wrong? You're so thirsty."
Wen Huai waved his hand: "Do you remember what I asked your neighbor about yesterday?"
"Remember, you met him?"
With a serious expression, Wen Huai thought for a moment and didn't continue. Instead, he asked her, "How was your studio? Didn't you ask me to join you? How did you finish it so quickly?"
"Don't mention it."
Lu Miaomiao planned to open her own photography studio, but not only did she find a suitable venue, she also came up empty-handed today. "The agent is also a jerk! I'll have to find someone else tomorrow. Ugh, it's so annoying! I might as well not even look at it. My feet are tired, and my heart is even more tired."
"Just wait and see, the best is yet to come. If you have any questions, call me."
Lu Miaomiao smiled: "Did I call you to accompany me? You're with the homeless, and you're not going to work."
Wen Huai said bluntly: "I plan to resign."
"Ah? You're going to quit your job and become a full-time housewife? Are you pregnant?"
As Lu Miaomiao said this, she was about to come over and touch him. Wen Huai was ticklish, so he grabbed the hand that was causing trouble.
"What are you thinking about? I'm not pregnant. I just want to change jobs."
"Really? It wasn't Xu Youjing who bullied you?"
"Really? I've had this idea for a long time, but it was interrupted by my father's illness and Mr. Sui's departure, so I didn't have time to tell you. This idea came up again recently, and I think I should change my identity. Besides, the relationship between secretary and boss, wife and husband is too close, and there is no space."
Lu Miaomiao said "Oh" meaningfully, "Someone's little thoughts are obvious."
Wen Huai did not deny it.
She did include Xu Youjing in her considerations.
Seeing that she wasn't joking, Lu Miaomiao felt relieved. "Well, it's true. If your major hadn't been changed, you wouldn't be in this industry. But, what are you planning to switch to? HR administration? Why not join my team? I promise you'll get good pay with minimal work. What do you think?"
Wen Huai thought: "What is my job description?"
"Lucky cat!" she said, posing like a kitten licking its hand.
"puff."
The cake shop is playing cute sweetheart music, and the lively and active rhythm makes people feel inexplicably happy.
At this moment, Wen Huai's phone vibrated, and she looked at it with a smile.
Xi Guan: [Sister-in-law, I'm not in the store today. Do you want to come? I'll find someone to arrange it for you and make sure you feel right at home!]
"Honestly, you've been working for so many years, shouldn't you take a break? You can take advantage of this window of opportunity to hold your wedding. After attending your wedding, I can finally focus on my career."
"When are you planning on having the wedding?"
Wen Huai thought about the time his grandmother had given him, "It seems to be next year, or the end of the year?"
"Are you asking me?" Lu Miaomiao pointed at herself and compromised after a moment, "I'm going to fight with you rich people."
Without waiting for Wen Huai to speak, she came over again, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Can I sit at a table by myself at the wedding banquet?"
Wen Huai was helpless, "Okay."
The two chatted for a while, and Lu Miaomiao saw that she was always looking at her phone, "Is Xu Youjing done with his work?"
"No."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pop-up window popped up with a message about Cao Cao.
Wen Huai showed it to her, "News is here."
Xu Youjing said that the end time was still uncertain and asked her not to wait for him.
Lu Miaomiao curled her lips, "Then shall we eat together tonight?"
Wen Huai glanced at the time. It was almost half past six. He was afraid that he would be late. "I can't eat with you. I have a friend later."
"Who?" Lu Miaomiao was reluctant. "What friend of yours don't I know?"
She spoke too fast and didn't give Wen Huai any time to explain. The series of questions made Wen Huai dizzy and he had no choice but to tell her the whole story.
"It's too dangerous! I have to go with you!"
"It's dangerous for you to be with me. I'm not sure if their meeting is related to 923. What if it's not?"
"There's no such thing as a 'what if'! Can you imagine that this situation is just a simple meeting? No, I have to go with you no matter what."
As Lu Miaomiao spoke, she took Wen Huai's bag, put her arm around her wrist, and helped her walk out.
"Anyway, it's your friend's place, what are you afraid of?"
Wen Huai compromised, "Then we'll see what happens when the time comes." "Yeah!"
Twenty minutes later, at the bar entrance.
Two curly-haired beauties in miniature sequined dresses and stiletto heels stood there.
The streetlights elongated her already slender legs, her graceful figure defined by her fitted clothes. Her long, boldly colored hair curled thickly behind her, obscuring most of the view. She attracted several glances the moment she stepped out of the car.
Wen Huai coughed involuntarily and looked at Lu Miaomiao who was combing her pink curly hair. "Do we really have to go in like this?"
"Of course! On TV, spies always disguise themselves before going undercover to avoid being discovered." Lu Miaomiao noticed her lipstick wasn't bright enough and was putting it back on. "Even though I don't have to show up to check the surveillance footage, but since I'm here, I might as well have some fun."
She put away her lipstick, pulled Wen Huai inside, and walked briskly.
Because Wen Huai had been here before and the boss had given instructions in advance, the front desk took the two of them to the monitoring room so that they could see the faces of people coming in and out.
After sitting for ten minutes, it was almost seven o'clock and Wen Huai still didn't see Peng Xijun, so he felt a little anxious.
Lu Miaomiao yawned, "Will they not come?"
"Wait a little longer."
"Sorry, sorry I'm late."
A clear and loud male voice came from the door.
Nandy, wearing a burgundy shirt and black suit trousers, pushed the door open. The hair on her forehead was almost perfectly styled with hairspray, and her charming and unrestrained face made her look surprisingly harmonious in this occasion.
Wen Huai subconsciously looked at Lu Miaomiao.
She didn't know that the "friend" Xi Guan mentioned when he said "let's make friends" would be Nandi.
Not only her, but the three people in the room did not expect this to happen.
The high-spirited atmosphere suddenly became depressed.
"cough."
Lu Miaomiao stroked her long hair, treating him as if he were air, "What should have come didn't come."
Nandi greeted Wen Huai and walked behind Lu Miaomiao.
"Oh, who was it? It turns out to be Photographer Lu." He raised his lips playfully and stroked her wig and clothes in the air. "Changed style?"
"It's none of your business."
"Yes, of course I have no right to interfere. But if Grandpa saw you like this, he would probably chase you for two miles with a rolling pin, right?"
Nandi pulled a chair over and sat down, locking Lu Miaomiao inside the computer desk.
He crossed his legs and said cynically, "It's been a while since I last saw him. I wonder if you've pissed him off and made him look a few years older."
Lu Miaomiao turned her back to him with her back straight.
Only she herself knows how painful it is to pinch her own palm.
Wen Huai finally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the monitor and turned to look at Nandi.
Without her saying anything, Nandy lowered his crossed legs and stood up. "Coming? I'll go."
He left, and Wen Huai asked, "Do you want to wait for me in the car first?"
Lu Miaomiao said that she didn't care, "If he wants to leave, he should leave first, which makes me look guilty."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be him."
"It's okay. Whoever they are, the most important thing is that they can help." Lu Miaomiao pointed at the monitor, "Look, look, they're gone. Can you hear any sound?"
Wen Huai took the headphones next to him.
Noticing the gazes from the side, Lu Miaomiao put the headphones on her head and said, "Listen quickly, don't miss it. Record the video and audio to see if it's in the green state. Don't miss it."
Wen Huai nodded, "Yeah."
After Nandi led the man to the box, Peng Xijun specifically asked about the surveillance, but Nandi evaded the question by saying, "The surveillance in this box just broke yesterday." He also pretended to be surprised and said that he had received the wrong room number and wanted to take him to another room.
Peng Xijun refused as expected, and Nandi also left the surveillance area of the box.
About ten minutes later, another familiar figure appeared in the field of vision. It was Dongyang’s president, Ming Zhenlian.
Wen Huai didn't expect him to come in person.
The two of them didn't speak at first. After the waiter had served all the drinks, Peng Xijun lost his temper and asked, "What did President Ming mean by the evidence he mentioned on the phone?"
"Don't worry." Ming Zhenlian twirled his wine glass with interest, casually glancing at the surveillance camera. "Is this what you call absolute safety?"
"The surveillance is broken. I checked and there are no other devices."
Ming Zhenlian finally looked up at him. "An engineer is indeed an engineer. His skills and thoughts are both perfect. Otherwise, how could you leave your old employer so cleanly after such an incident?"
"What on earth do you know!"
"Over twenty years ago, a small mining company, thanks to its vast energy resources, rose to prominence in the market, earning 300 million yuan in profits in just five months. Back then, it was undoubtedly a windfall, wasn't it? Sadly, in the early hours of the fifth month, the mine exploded and collapsed, killing and injuring thousands of workers. Everyone involved was detained and arrested by the police, fined or required to pay compensation. Only you, Engineer Peng, the company's backbone, escaped unscathed? Why?"
Ming Zhenlian clapped his hands and smiled triumphantly, "We've found a scapegoat!"
"You! What do you want to say?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to remind Inspector Lu that just because you forget something doesn't mean it never happened."
There was a long silence in the headphones.
Wen Huai also recalled the sensational mine collapse case that year.
Television reports at the time attributed the digging to an engineer's misjudgment, which led to workers digging in the wrong direction and cutting into an underground gas pipeline. The gas leaked, exploded when exposed to flames, and caused numerous casualties.
When the factory accident happened, Wen's father was worried about him. A few days later, when Peng Xijun came to borrow money to leave, Wen's father thought he was scared.
"What do you want me to do?"
The low and compromising voice brought Wen Huai back to her senses. She held onto the headset and heard Ming Zhenlian's words clearly.
He said: "I want you to raise the average value of all the data that are not suitable for the increase in the opening rate."
The phone on the table suddenly vibrated, and Wen Huai trembled all over.
She looked and saw that it was a message from Xu Youjing.
J: [It's over. Where are you?]
The bargaining in the headphones continues.
Wen Huai knew that Peng Xijun had no room for maneuver in this matter and had no choice but to do as he was told.
So she pressed the keyboard and started typing.
After deleting several times, I finally got the word right.
J: I'll be there soon.
Wen Huai secretly turned off his phone and took a deep breath.
The worst result occurred.
She exposed one ear, and with her right ear she could hear the conversation that the two had already started.
Lu Miaomiao: "Do you think I want to come? If I knew you were here tonight, I would never set foot here even if I were beaten to death!"
Nandi: "Okay, if you don't want to stay, just leave."
Lu Miaomiao: "Why should I leave? Are you the boss?"
Nandy: "I'm not the boss, but I'm in charge here tonight. I have the right to decide who can stay here and who can leave."
Lu Miaomiao cursed and immediately wanted to pull a chair to fight.
Wen Huai held her back.
"What happened? Why did you quarrel?"
"It's okay, don't worry about her, it's menopause." Nandy spread his hands, sat on the chair and pointed at his head, "There's a problem here."
"I can't take it anymore. I'm going to vomit if I breathe with this kind of person. Ai Bao, please sit down first. I'm going to the bathroom."
Wen Huai made way.
She then realized that the only way out was blocked by Nandi.
Lu Miaomiao walked over, but Nandi didn't react at all.
"Tsk." She looked impatient, "A good dog doesn't block the road!"
Nandi sneered, "Whoever is the dog will leave."
"you!"
A smile appeared on Lu Miaomiao's bright face. She raised her leg to replace him, but Nandi was one step ahead of her.
He looked at the soft chair cushion under the heels of his high heels and swallowed subconsciously, not daring to think about what would happen if he was a second later.
"Hey." Lu Miaomiao glanced at him contemptuously, "Whoever leaves is a dog."
"Lu Miaomiao!"
What responded to him was a ruthless back.
The door of the room was closed. Nandi was furious and pointed in the direction of the door and complained to Wen Huai: "Why is she so unreasonable now!"
Wen Huai looked up, feeling a little tired.
Nandi pushed the chair over, still feeling apprehensive. "Look at this shoe print! If I hadn't been quick, I'd have died here. I really should have a good talk with Grandpa. Grandpa always stands by me."
Peng Xijun was begging in the headphones, but Wen Huai didn't want to listen. She glanced at the recording device and opened her lips, but only breath remained at her lips.
She didn't want to tell Nandi about Lu Miaomiao because she felt that Nandi was not a good match and there was no need to explain to him.
Just as he was about to put on his headphones, he looked up again when the sound got closer.
"I don't know if you still remember, one night in July, you sent me a voice message, and then I deleted you."
Nandi was startled, then quickly remembered.
He smiled and was about to explain, but when he met Wen Huai's sullen eyes, he stopped talking.
"That was the night Grandpa Lu passed away."
Nandy took a while to find his voice: "W...what?"
Wen Huai continued: "I received your message when I was at Miaomiao's house with her."
“So Nandi, Grandpa Lu will no longer stand on your side.”
"You shouldn't have joked like that just now. It's not funny."
“…”
Wen Huai watched the dazed figure leave. She felt depressed, but she did not sympathize with Nandi.
There are some things he doesn't need to know, but there are some things he must know.
Wen Huai sighed and put the earphones into his ears.
Ming Zhenlian's voice rang out from the other end: "Okay, then I wish us a happy cooperation!"
On the monitor, two people shook hands across the coffee table, and the meaning was self-evident.
Wen Huai didn't have time to move the progress bar forward, so he took his phone and was about to go out.
Before he touched the doorknob, the door was pushed open from the outside. Wen Huai had no time to stop and dived into the broad chest.
In an instant, Wen Huai had a deep understanding of the four words "seeing stars".
"Did it hurt?"
Qingci's voice fell, and a familiar warmth came over.
Unexpectedly, the pain was reduced a lot.
Xu Youjing went to pull her hand, "Let me see."
"fine."
"It's all red."
Wen Huaiyi was not paying attention to this. He held his arm again, afraid that they would leave, and pulled them towards the monitor.
Xu Youjing thought she missed him, so he curled his lips and let her hold his hand.
Because he is too.
Just as he raised his foot, his peripheral vision caught sight of a patch of white. He looked down and his eyebrows jumped.
He exerted force on his hands, pulled her back, and raised his hands to press on the edge of her skirt.
"Are you cold?"
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