Chapter 52 A Popular Figure 1 Having Captain Zou invite her was quite a show of respect. ...
Qiu Xiaoman was surprised to find Liu Kun there. The office had been filled with the smell of vinegar, and it still smelled sour, but he seemed perfectly normal. She didn't know if he was faking it or if he really didn't care.
She was actually quite annoyed, but she didn't want to let this man successfully provoke her like she did last night; that would be a reward for him.
She's stingy; she won't give it to me.
She calmly walked to her desk, removed the shopping bags from it, placed them on the floor beside her, and sat down to do her own thing.
She had already told her cousin she would leave work ten minutes early, so she had twenty minutes left to check the work manual and do some inventory and verification work, which was just right.
Liu Kun was somewhat surprised to see that she remained unmoved.
He picked up the shopping bags from the floor and put them back on her table, lowering his voice as he said, "These are for you. I was a little... abrupt yesterday, sorry."
Qiu Xiaoman did not look up, her voice calm and composed, and replied, "No need, take it away, please don't disturb my work."
"Captain Meng gave you three days off. I made sure I knew what was going on before I came." Liu Kun didn't want to do this either, but his father was too annoying.
Rather than letting his father interrogate him like a criminal every day, it's better to cut the Gordian knot and quickly take down Qiu Xiaoman.
As for the matter of getting beaten up, if you really become boyfriend and girlfriend, then hitting each other is a sign of affection and scolding is a sign of love, which is fine too.
She's so beautiful, has a respectable job, and is Shen Qinghuai's daughter; he's willing to reluctantly coax her for a few days.
But Qiu Xiaoman refused. She picked up the shopping bags from the table and put them all in the hallway outside.
She wouldn't just throw these things away, since they looked expensive. Rather than losing money later, she'd rather take them out carefully and save the money to send to her adoptive parents.
She arranged her things and stood up, bumping into Liu Kun who had followed her. Her forehead hit him squarely in the chest. She didn't know if his ribs hurt, but she was tough and it didn't hurt.
She couldn't be bothered with this man anymore, so she went straight to the captain's office to ask Captain Meng when the base would have security guards. Was it really appropriate to just let outsiders in like that?
Team Leader Meng reassured them, "This was registered before the Lunar New Year, but it's too cold, and the security room doesn't have heating yet, so no one is willing to come."
Even their office doesn't have heating. After all, this is the suburbs, and gas pipelines haven't been laid yet. Moreover, the cost is too high, and the nearby residents can't afford it.
So even though the office was filled with vinegar, no one wanted to open the windows—it was so cold!
Qiu Xiaoman hadn't expected that no one was coming because there was no heating. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Could we light a stove to keep warm?"
"Yes, but still no one is willing to come." Captain Meng said helplessly. They are members of the criminal police team with official positions, so they have no choice but to come no matter how cold it is. It's different for security guards. Besides, security guards don't get much exercise, and without heating, they would freeze to death.
Qiu Xiaoman thought for a moment and suggested, "Let's get two guard dogs. Find dogs that didn't pass the police dog selection but whose overall performance is pretty good. Put more cotton in the doghouse, and I'll have someone make two cotton coats for the dogs. They'll be fine once it gets warmer."
"That's a good idea! Dog, will you choose or will I?" Captain Meng wasn't as quick-witted as the younger guys, but he was willing to listen to opinions and actively improve the conditions at the base.
Qiu Xiaoman thought for a moment and said, "You choose. Although I still have a few dogs, they have to help me look after the children."
"Okay, I'll take care of it." Team Leader Meng wrote it down in his memo, picked up today's training record, and handed it to Qiu Xiaoman. "Take a look at the tripe and peanut candy."
Qiu Xiaoman took a look; Captain Meng's handwriting was much better than Deputy Captain Qu's. Just as she was about to add a few details, the phone rang.
It was Captain Zou calling. Captain Meng had just asked what it was about when he handed the phone to Qiu Xiaoman: "It's for you."
Qiu Xiaoman picked up the microphone and heard Captain Zou ask on the other end, "You can speak Vietnamese?"
"I know a little bit of the basics, but I can't write," Qiu Xiaoman told the truth.
Team Leader Zou breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "Can you understand people with accents?"
"Yes." Qiu Xiaoman used to wander around the mountains and forests often and often saw the border police escorting Vietnamese people who had secretly crossed the border to the county. He knew a little about it.
Team Leader Zou was completely relieved and invited, "Please come to the Criminal Investigation Building at 2 PM this afternoon. I'll be waiting for you at the entrance."
"Okay." Qiu Xiaoman hung up the phone. Was this the effect Jiang Mingyuan wanted? To have Captain Zou come and invite her.
They were very considerate of her.
She smiled at Captain Meng and said, "I can't come this afternoon. Please calm down the tripe and peanut candy. I have a way to calm them down. I'll deal with them when I come back later."
"Okay." Captain Meng readily agreed, glanced at her hand, and asked, "Have you changed the dressing? If not, go to the hospital right away! Go!"
But Shen Tenglong wouldn't arrive for a while, so Qiu Xiaoman went back to her office. She thought that if she had left Liu Kun hanging, he would have left by now, but he didn't.
He took the items back, even tearing off the tags and neatly stacking them on her table so she could clearly see their value.
That adds up to tens of thousands!
Qiu Xiaoman was speechless. "Is this crazy?! She's a public servant!"
She grabbed the price tag and threw it away, saying rudely, "Get out, take your junk with you!"
Liu Kun suppressed his anger and forced a smile: "Then when are you going out to eat with me?"
"Give up on your persistent attitude!" Qiu Xiaoman didn't want to disturb others' work, and besides, being watched by others wasn't a good thing, so she simply left early.
Liu Kun followed her out carrying a bunch of shopping bags, making sure to pick up the tags so she wouldn't think he was giving her cheap stuff.
Qiu Xiaoman ignored it and waited for the car at the door. The north wind lifted her ponytail and slapped it against the back of her head.
Seeing this, Liu Kun immediately took out a black scarf: "Wrap this up, or you'll suffer if you get frostbite. I used to have it, but it got better after we came to the city and got heating."
Qiu Xiaoman crossed her arms and did not accept it.
Liu Kun then unfolded the scarf, intending to wrap it around her, but Qiu Xiaoman slapped it away. Although she didn't hit his face, but his hand, he became agitated again.
So trying to please her can get you beaten up! But doesn't her hand hurt?
He looked at the gauze in her hand and asked, "It's torn again, hasn't it? I can smell blood."
Qiu Xiaoman's face was as cold as ice. If it weren't for the fact that this was the suburbs and it was not easy to get a taxi, she would have liked to leave right now.
She ignored him, so Liu Kun had to try to put the scarf around her again. This time, Qiu Xiaoman showed no mercy, sweeping her leg and then throwing her over her shoulder.
Poor Liu Kun, he lay on the ground, scarf and all.
Fortunately, Qiu Xiaoman didn't want to cause trouble, so she didn't hit him too hard, especially when Liu Kun landed, she left some room for maneuver.
Unexpectedly, Liu Kun laughed excitedly. He lay on the ground, looking up at the angry woman, and said, "I didn't expect you to have some skills. The scarf is dirty and the tag is off. If you don't take it back, then we'll just have to throw it away."
Qiu Xiaoman was speechless. Such a nice pure cashmere scarf was thrown away? She really is a spoiled brat who doesn't know the hardships of life.
She sneered, "Your stuff is yours to throw away, it's none of my business!"
"I don't understand. You should be living in poverty. How could you not even glance at such a good thing?" Liu Kun got up.
From last night until now, his impression of Qiu Xiaoman has changed repeatedly. He underestimated her arrogance.
After all, she had accepted the gifts Shen Qinghuai had taken her shopping before, which made him mistakenly believe that as long as he spent money, she would definitely be willing to do him the honor of having a meal.
But she didn't. She couldn't even be bothered to look at the price tag!
Then there's only one possibility: she deliberately spent Shen Qinghuai's money to cause chaos in the Shen family.
This is a response!
Just like when he was in the Liu family, he would try to please his father. When his father was happy, he would give him money, cars, and houses. Every time this happened, his father's wife would get furious!
Once he understood this, he suddenly began to understand Qiu Xiaoman a little better.
He dusted off his dirty scarf, glanced at the shopping bags laid out by the door, and after thinking it over, decided to cut to the chase and asked, "What would it take for you to do me the honor?"
"Do you really not understand?" Qiu Xiaoman had never seen such an arrogant person. She had said yesterday that the Liu family had not gone bankrupt!
Don't you understand the subtext? Either take Yangyang back, or give Yangyang financial compensation!
If a man doesn't even understand this, he's truly beyond redemption.
She chuckled and looked away: "The answer is in what I told you. Figure it out yourself."
Just then, Shen Tenglong arrived in his car, and she quickly walked over.
The north wind of early spring was biting and bleak, but it lifted the hem of her black trench coat, revealing an extremely vigorous vitality.
Liu Kun watched her back until the cheap Santana turned around and disappeared at the intersection.
He suddenly felt unwell, his heart clenching with a sensation he had never experienced before.
It's strange, it's uncomfortable, it feels empty.
Yes, he was stupid. If she could really use money to buy her way in, she should have gotten into his million-dollar luxury car last night instead of choosing the cheapest Santana.
The north wind lashed at his face, lifting his wispy bangs to reveal a scar on his forehead.
This was done by his aunt, who wasn't related to him by blood. It didn't hurt anymore, but it was a little itchy.
My skin is itchy.
Life in the Liu family was anything but happy. He was constantly being hypocritical, and even though he knew no one respected him, he still had to pretend to be a harmonious family with them.
Ultimately, was it his own choice to have an illegitimate child? It was his father's fault, so why should he have to suffer the malice?
The malice from all sides overwhelmed him, so he could only put on a mask, erect a protective wall, and live a life as hypocritical as they were.
But now, he suddenly felt an itch, an itch that was everywhere.
He wanted to tear off this filthy disguise, to hate, to resent, to curse, to retaliate, to smash, to tear apart!
Just like that sick, rabid dog that tore apart his beloved cat, the only cat that was kind to him and the only one who cared for him.
The only cat that would warm his bed in the countryside during winter, the cat that will never come back!
He clenched his fist tightly over his heart.
Something there is scratching and biting, trying to break through the soil and take root.
He threw down the scarf in his hand, ignoring the shopping bags by the door, quickly got into the car, and chased after them.
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