marriage certificate
"You've already signed the confidentiality agreement. You should know the rules here." Chen Zhuo handed the dormitory key to Lin Yu. "Have you handed in your passport?"
"I have." Lin Yu nodded to Chen Zhuo to express her gratitude. Chen Zhuo was three years older than her, but he had already become the deputy director of the Institute of Optics and Electronics with his own abilities.
Judging from his temperament, Chen Zhuo is more like a graceful writer. If he were not so young, people would believe that he is a university lecturer.
He was a little over 1.7 meters tall, not very tall, and Lin Yu always felt that he had seen that face somewhere.
"Is there something?" Chen Zhuo noticed that Lin Yu was staring at him and asked.
Lin Yu didn't answer. The sentence "Have we met somewhere before?" was too old-fashioned and had a bit of a pick-me-up tone, so she decided not to say it out loud.
Lin Yu pulled her suitcase into the dormitory. Chen Zhuo stood by and naturally reached out to carry it in for her. Before Lin Yu could say anything, he waved his hand and said, "I'll go back first. You clean up the dormitory."
The department Lin Yu worked in at the time was highly confidential, and even the network was a small local area network specially set up, so he could only search for some information in the non-working area.
During that month, Lin Yu stayed in the station without taking a single leave, so he naturally had no idea that the world outside had already been turned upside down.
Her guess was correct. That move not only allowed WuXi Pharma to tear a piece of meat from Ruian, but also allowed WuXi Pharma to directly surpass Ruian in the field of bone and joint implants, occupying 69% of the market share.
This achievement is a miracle unprecedented in the Jincheng business district. Even though WuXi Pharma is still smaller in scale than Ruian, Ruian's senior management has to pay attention to this small company.
In order to deal with Ruian's major decision-making mistakes, Lin Qingyu, the young master of the Lin family, flew directly from Rongcheng to Jincheng and asked Wei Zhe to arrange a meeting with Tao Xingye.
The dinner was scheduled for the evening. Lin Qingyu deliberately chose a restaurant that was not too serious and even brought a female companion.
Tao Xingye drove over, but before he even entered the restaurant, several waiters came over to take him to a private room, chattering non-stop. He unbuttoned his shirt, and as soon as he sat down, his face turned cold. "There's no need for so many people. Some of them should leave."
Lin Qingyu glanced at the flamboyant second-generation rich kid sitting across from him, then exchanged glances with Wei Zhe. Wei Zhe didn't respond, but instead laughed, "Xingye, it's been a few years since we last met, and your temper is almost as bad as mine."
"Average." Tao Xingye glanced at Lin Qingyu. He recognized this man. The circles in Jincheng and Rongcheng were integrated with each other. The Lin and Wei families were both well-known figures in Rongcheng. They came to his own territory to meet him today, which was considered a sign of sincerity.
"Don't be so modest. In our generation, apart from you who have made a name for yourself by working on your own, everyone else is working for their family." Wei Zhe raised his glass and said, "Come on, Qingyu, let's clink glasses to celebrate Xingye. You two are friends from now on."
"Okay." Lin Qingyu also raised his glass. Only Tao Xingye remained motionless. Both of them looked at that person.
Tao Xingye lowered his eyes, a look of fatigue on his brows. He raised his hand to cover the rim of his glass, refusing the waiter to refill it. He stood up, holding a cup of tea towards the two of them, "Haihan, I have to drive tonight."
Tao Xingye was the guest, so no one would object to having tea instead of wine. The three of them ate and chatted, whiled away nearly two hours.
Finally, Lin Qingyu suddenly walked over to Tao Xingye tentatively and put his hand on his shoulder. "Mr. Tao, I heard that you fired Lin Yu?"
Hearing Lin Yu's name, Tao Xingye's scalp tightened, but his face remained calm as he looked ahead calmly, "A temporary worker who hasn't even completed her probation period, Qingyu, don't really treat her as the mastermind."
Tao Xingye pushed away Lin Qingyu's hand on him as if he was watching a joke. He ignored Lin Qingyu, nodded to Wei Zhe and left the box.
He hadn't returned to the Tao family. Ever since he told Tao Xingguo that night that he was going to marry Lin Yu, he had no intention of going back. Tao Xingguo wouldn't give in so easily. They'd already been arguing over his refusal to go abroad. Now, with such a big deal like an arranged marriage, meeting at this moment was just looking for a fight.
Rushing back to the apartment, he turned on his phone and saw a document sent by his assistant. Tao Xingye knew what was in the document. He had been absent from Lin Yu's life for five years, and when he saw Lin Yu again, she had a scar on her hand.
He had never intended to know the cause of the scar, but now, he was eager to know. However, when the document was actually sent to him, he was a little hesitant to click on it.
He hesitated, but finally didn't order and called his assistant directly, "Tell me about it." He leaned against the door, exhausted to the extreme.
It was not difficult to investigate Lin Yu's suicide. After all, it was on the headlines of Jincheng News for several days.
She had too many labels that could be used to create public opinion - a senior in high school, admitted without taking the entrance exam, a talented girl on the provincial team, a left-behind child, and from a rural background.
In order to create publicity, the media even dug up her experience of being bullied in junior high school. No one cared whether the circulated photos would cause secondary harm to Lin Yu.
It is believed that Lin Yu committed suicide due to her vulnerability, caused by the absence of her parents during her upbringing. It is reported that in the month of Lin Yu's accident, she ordered a full month's supply of milk for four people.
But she was the only one at home.
After investigation, it was learned that on the morning of the accident, Lin Yu called her parents. The call lasted less than four minutes and the content of the call was unknown.
"It was the milkman who first discovered it. He knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered. There were still four bottles of milk from the previous day in the milk box. He wanted to take the bottles but didn't know what to do with the milk inside, so he kept knocking on the door."
"After a long period of silence, the milkman became anxious. Just as he was about to leave, he smelled a strong odor of blood. He called a neighbor, and after a long discussion, they finally decided to call the police and break in."
"Those who witnessed the scene said it was horrific. Miss Lin was sitting at the dining table, slumped over as if she were sleeping, yet blood flowed down her wrist, covering most of the tabletop. It also dripped down the corner of the table onto the floor, where the thin layer of blood had dried. After she was taken to the hospital, the doctor said she was almost beyond saving. He also said Miss Lin was so cruel to herself that she could handle such a heavy hand."
"The doctor said she really didn't want to live anymore, she just wanted to die..."
"Stop talking..." Tao Xingye's voice was so deep, so soft that no emotion could be heard. The phone slipped from his palm. Tao Xingye thought of the scar on Lin Yu's hand. It had been four years, but it was still so deep and obvious.
What was it like back then? Did she really not have any regrets at all?
Tao Xingye half squatted down to pick up the phone, clicked on the document, scrolled to the end, and saw several photos. His legs instantly went weak and he knelt on the ground.
That was a photo of Lin Yu, a photo of her lying on the table. They had eaten together and done homework on that table, but it was also the table that witnessed the passing of her life.
He thought, he knew why Lin Yu didn't want to talk to him. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to him, it was that she had nothing to say to the world.
"Lin Yu... Lin Yu, why are you like this?" Tao Xingye curled up on the ground, with his cell phone pressed against his heart, as if he wanted to hold Lin Yu in his arms. It hurt so much, there was no part of his body that didn't hurt.
He had to marry Lin Yu. In the darkness, Tao Xingye gently touched the bloody wound on the girl's hand on the screen. Even if Lin Yu was cruel to him, even if Lin Yu had feelings for Jiang Shuang, he had to marry Lin Yu. Even if he hated him, he had to do it in a cozy house with Lin Yu by his side.
Never think about this again, never think about a person lying alone in a shabby room, with four servings of milk ordered but only one person drinking it.
Lin Yu, you are lonely, I am here to accompany you.
Tao Xingye sat up and took a deep breath, but it seemed as if he had forgotten how to breathe and he couldn't exhale the air that was stuck in his chest.
He stood up with the help of the ground and walked downstairs with his cell phone.
The Tao family's main home was in Liuxiu Town, 210 kilometers from Jincheng. Tao Xingye arrived just in time for the daily memorial ceremony. He hadn't slept all night, yet he felt exceptionally energetic.
The grandchildren guarding the ancestral hall entrance didn't recognize him and stopped him from entering. It was an elder who was on good terms with his father who recognized him and asked, "Xingye, why did you come back so suddenly?"
Tao Xingye looked at the elder, feeling nervous but more afraid. When he and Xu Meihan got engaged, they didn't rush back to their hometown to pay respects to their ancestors. Therefore, the people in his hometown only knew that he had a fiancée, but they didn't know who she was.
Tao Xingguo left Liuxiu Town and established himself in Jincheng, but deep down he still held on to the old ways. If he could get Lin Yu's name on the family tree today, Tao Xingguo would have to admit that Lin Yu was his wife, no matter how reluctant he was.
Since he wanted to marry Lin Yu, he had to give her everything she deserved: status, dignity, respect, none of which could be missing.
This is not a matter of whether it is related or not, but a matter of whether it may be related.
Because he wants to marry Lin Yu, and it won't change because of anyone else's thoughts or opinions, so it has nothing to do with anyone else;
Lin Yu is a sensitive person. If others don't like her, she might feel unhappy. This is something that may be related.
"I want to write my fiancée Lin Yu into the family tree."
"About this matter." The elder patted Tao Xingye's shoulder, "You are the first person in your generation to settle down. You are much less troublesome than those brats."
"Being included in the family tree is a hassle. A marriage certificate is a must, and there's one more thing that's equally crucial: the marriage certificate must be signed by both of you and then kept in a temple for at least three months. If the certificate remains intact during this time, it means you're destined for marriage. If there are any flaws in the certificate, then even if you two get the certificate, she won't be included in the family tree."
"Then it's all the same procedures: opening the niche, offering sacrifices, and annotating the genealogy with red ink. If you're interested, you can even personally carve a name seal for your wife. When the time comes, place the seal on the enshrined marriage certificate, and you two will be married. This will be traceable for hundreds of years to come."
Tao Xingye took it to heart. He thought, it doesn't need to be hundreds of years, just a hundred years will be enough. He took the marriage certificate, which only owed Lin Yu an autograph, and drove back to Jincheng on the highway...
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