Chapter 118 Death Lottery
They came to the city this time to visit Mrs. Yu and to visit the cemetery to see Mr. Yu who was buried there.
The old man loved the mountains and rivers of Lincheng the most during his lifetime, and he couldn't bear to leave his sister who married far away here. So before he died, he specifically asked the younger generation to bring his ashes for burial.
Even though the younger generations were reluctant, they finally followed his wishes and chose a place with the best feng shui in Lincheng to bury him.
When we arrived at the cemetery, a misty drizzle started to fall from the sky, bringing with it the damp and cool feeling unique to winter in the south. It touched our skin and brought a slight chill.
Pei Yuezhou opened the black umbrella, naturally put his arm around Yu Zhi's waist, and protected her as she stepped onto the cobblestone path covered with light rain.
Yu Zhi had never seen Grandpa Yu since she was born. Her impression of him was all pieced together from Yu Heng's complaints and her parents' casual conversations.
All we know is that when this old man was young, he relied on his courage to bring the Yu family into the top circle in Beijing, and he was one of the most influential figures in the business circle at that time.
At this moment, looking at the unfamiliar eyes and eyebrows on the tombstone, she felt more respect in her heart than the sadness that Yu Heng could not hide beside her.
There is also an indescribable regret for this family member whom I have never met.
The rain gradually got heavier. They didn't stay for long and were about to leave when they saw Yu Heng holding a bouquet of flowers and turning to walk towards the outermost layer of the cemetery.
Yu Zhi sat in the car and couldn't help but lean over and shout at his back: "Brother, where are you going?"
Yu Heng held an umbrella in one hand, his tall figure submerged in the rain and fog, most of his suit trouser legs were wet, and he did not stop when he turned around.
A voice came through the rain: "I'm going to see an elder. I'll be back soon."
elder?
Besides grandpa, are there any other relatives of the Yu family here?
Yu Zhi wanted to stick her head out to take a closer look, but Pei Yuezhou gently pulled her wrist back: "It's raining, don't move."
She had no choice but to put her hands to her mouth and make a trumpet shape, but she didn't dare to make too much noise in the cemetery: "Do you want me to accompany you?"
If it was an elder of the Yu family, she should also go and pay her respects.
This time, Yu Heng didn't look back. He just raised the hand holding the flowers and waved it gently. His figure gradually melted into the rain and fog, getting farther and farther away until it became blurred.
After walking up several stone steps, Yu Heng finally reached the most remote corner outside the cemetery.
There stood a lonely stone tablet, and the middle-aged man in the photo on the tablet had gentle and elegant features.
He looked at that face, and his already heavy mood became even heavier. He slowly placed the bouquet of flowers in his hand in front of the grave, and his voice was so light that it seemed as if it would be swept away by the rain and fog.
"Uncle Lu, I'm here to see you."
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The rain never stopped, hitting the car body, making a fine sound.
Half an hour passed. Yu Zhi sat in the back seat, looking out the window frequently, but she still didn't see Yu Heng.
She was just about to take out her cell phone to make a call, but she saw Yu Heng coming back from another path.
His expensive leather shoes were stained with mud and his trouser legs were mostly wet, making his usually meticulous appearance look a bit disheveled.
When he got into the driver's seat, Yu Zhi quickly handed him a pack of tissues and couldn't help asking, "Brother, who did you go see just now?"
"I went to see Uncle Lu."
Yu Heng wiped his face casually, his fingertips paused, remembering that Yu Zhi was young at the time and had been studying abroad for many years, so she must not have recognized him.
He then explained softly, "Uncle Lu was the vice president under Dad's former management. He was also in the car when Mom and Dad had the accident..."
Yu Zhi's heart sank, and she asked softly, "What about his wife and children?"
"Uncle Lu was born in an orphanage. His wife passed away early, but he has a daughter, but we haven't been in touch over the years."
Yu Heng lowered his voice. "I can only ask someone to find her frequently used account and transfer some compensation to her regularly."
However, the other party never showed up for the subsequent funeral arrangements, and he took care of everything.
The sound of rain was still knocking on the car window, and the car suddenly became quiet. Only this unexpressed regret remained, accompanied by the wet and cool rain, gently lingering in people's hearts.
**
Compared to the damp and cold weather in Lincheng, the winter in the capital is really dry and cold. The wind is filled with cold air and can make people's faces hurt.
The annual conference of the Heinasen Chinese branch was held as usual, and even the lazy people who usually did not show up for a long time were urged to come back.
In the auditorium, Yue Lingyao, as a representative, did not sit on the podium today. Instead, she walked straight to the empty seat next to Yu Zhi and sat down.
Yu Zhi glanced at the podium, then looked at her, wondering, "Aren't you a representative? Why aren't you on the podium?"
Because there was one person missing from the rostrum, even Mr. Liu, the manager of the pharmacy, was pulled over to serve as a soldier.
At such an old age, he still had to sit in front of so many people as a human background. The old man was not in a good mood and his face was very long.
Yue Lingyao held her chin in her hand and said nonchalantly, "Oh, because I'm getting promoted soon and will be called up to speak."
"Wow, congratulations!" Yu Zhi's joy had not yet died down when she suddenly caught sight of the large screen above her head and the camera facing the audience not far away. Her eyes widened instantly and she quickly moved to the side.
"If you're not my sister, don't sit next to me! I'm just here to slack off. If I get caught on camera, won't my slacking off be discovered?"
Yue Lingyao chuckled softly, and her usually cold eyebrows curved, showing a more intriguing smile: "Don't worry, you won't be able to catch any fish tonight."
"Sao Rui, the salty fish's true self doesn't accept any rebuttal. Even if it attracts a lot of attention, it still has to catch the fish it deserves."
Yu Zhi leaned lazily on the sofa, chewing on the apple she got from Uncle Yu.
Since you can't change the environment, try to adapt to it.
This is Yu Zhi's motto.
Yue Lingyao raised her eyebrows but didn't say anything else.
The first part of the annual meeting is undoubtedly to summarize the new achievements made by Heinerson in the past year and to encourage everyone, saying that they will definitely be able to reach a higher level next year.
Yu Zhi felt drowsy after listening to this.
The complaints of two lazy colleagues behind me could be clearly heard: "Let the colleagues in the pharmaceutical R&D department take care of the next step. I feel exhausted just by clocking in every few months."
Another person chimed in, his tone full of sarcasm: "Don't say that, who knows? You might be the one chosen by the R&D department to join this year."
The pharmaceutical research and development department of Henason is the most critical part of Henason. Basically all of Henason’s patents come from here.
The R&D department is divided into more than 20 groups. In addition to a few permanent members, each group will randomly draw lots from the current employees to join every year.
If this happened in an ordinary place, a core department like this would definitely be a very popular and sought-after job.
But it was born in Heinasen, destined to be relegated to the sidelines by a bunch of incompetent people. However, research and development is the blood of the organization and there is absolutely no way to stop it, so there is a rule of drawing lots in turns.
Yu Zhi usually didn't care about work and had never heard of this statement before. She suddenly became more sober.
She hurriedly tugged at Yue Lingyao's sleeve, her tone a little panicked: "Sisters, are those two behind you telling the truth? Are we really going to draw lots to be transferred to the R&D department?"
Yue Lingyao nodded. "Yes, you know our internal situation. We have a lot of elite talents, but they won't move unless we give them some encouragement."
"When does the pumping start?"
"After the regular meeting, we'll use AI to randomly select in front of everyone."
Yu Zhi took a deep breath. This was completely like a trial in court. How was this different from during class when the teacher randomly selected people to answer questions about death?
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