Chapter 55: The Sky
Mr. Jiang’s “agent” is named Fei Fei.
Apart from changing to a common surname, there are almost no changes.
...This pseudonym is really careless.
While Zhuo Can was secretly complaining, his alertness reached the highest level, and he was extremely wary of Feifei, who was using the alias Mr. Fei.
Only a week had passed since he was kidnapped by Feifei in the subway station.
He didn't suffer any actual harm at that time, and it was all thanks to Mian Li who appeared in the middle of the process and saved the hero with beauty - no, with cuteness.
Never mind, he's not a hero, so he's just trying to save ordinary people.
Now this powerful assassin changed his name, cut his long hair, hid his red eyes, put on modern clothes, and sneaked into the company.
Not only did he come as Jiang Xiao's agent, he also immediately contacted the CEO.
It is clear what the intention is.
Youshen warned Feifei not to touch Zhuo Can, otherwise he would never go back.
Perhaps because of this, Feifei simply changed his target and shifted it to Lu Song.
She came, but Feifei couldn't knock Lu Song unconscious and drag him away in front of everyone.
If it weren't for violence and coercion, what other insidious tricks could they use?
Seeing Zhuo Can, who was usually gentle to others, getting all angry at Mr. Fei, Lu Song felt a little puzzled.
If his previous grudge against Jiang Xiao was due to jealousy, they would have talked it out long ago; why is he now full of hostility towards the agent sent by President Jiang?
Zhuo Can didn't care about that and asked sternly, "What are you doing here?"
Feifei sneered: "I'm working for my boss, it's not your turn to ask questions."
"You promised Him to leave us."
"That's your imagination. I never said anything."
Lu Song, who was standing next to them but seemed like an outsider, was very surprised. They actually knew each other?
It's not just acquaintance, it's obvious that they have had a festival together.
Feifei didn't have a good face towards Zhuo Can at all: "This is my office now. I need to work. Please ask Mr. Lu and Manager Zhuo to leave."
The order to expel the guest was quite rude, and even Lu Song, who was unaware of the situation, could clearly sense that something was wrong.
He wanted to say something else, but was dragged away by Zhuo Can.
When they reached the door, Zhuo Can turned back and looked at Fei Fei coldly: "I'm warning you, don't have any evil thoughts. I won't let you succeed - I will never, ever hand Him over to you."
Feifei sneered, "Then we'll have to wait and see."
Company rooftop.
From here you can see the hustle and bustle of traffic downstairs.
Not only humans, but even large vehicles wrapped in steel look so small.
When Zhuo Can just graduated and came to this company, whenever he had something bothering him, he would come here to vent.
Seeing that all living beings are living in mediocrity, I find a little comfort like an ostrich.
Later, when they were together with Lu Song, they would come up to rest during lunch break and find some hidden sweetness in the deserted corner.
Zhuo Can leaned against the wall with his head down, looking listless.
Lu Song touched his cheek: "What's wrong, you are so angry today."
Lu Song has seen many different versions of Zhuo Can.
I smile most of the time, but there are times when I’m in a bad mood too; but whether I’m complaining or sighing, no matter how depressed I am, I can always take other people’s feelings into consideration.
He was the sweetest person he knew.
Lu Song had never seen a boyfriend as cold and hard as he was today.
Zhuo Can looked into his concerned eyes, a little hesitant.
Should I tell him? If I knew, what would happen? If I continued to hide it, what would be the possibility of something going wrong?
"You don't know how to say it, so let me ask a few questions first." Lu Song leaned next to him, "Is it related to Mr. Fei?"
"……yes."
"So, where's Mr. Jiang?"
"I guess so. Maybe it was Mr. Jiang's assignment, or maybe it was his own decision...his own idea. I'm not sure yet."
Lu Song asked again: "Is it related to me?"
"Perhaps. I'm not sure either. The information I know may be only a little more than you."
"One last question." Lu Song looked into his eyes, "Will it hurt you?"
Zhuo Can thought he would continue to give examples until he got to Mian Li, who was inescapable; or he thought he would want to know how to escape.
But what he asked was whether he would be hurt.
It is difficult for Zhuo Can to explain his current state of mind.
I may feel sorry for my parents if I say that this is the first time in my life that I have felt this way, but it has indeed been a long time since I last felt this way.
He really wanted to tell Lu Song everything right now, but it seemed like something was missing: "Sorry, actually..."
Lu Song shook his head and interrupted Zhuo Can: "Tell me when you are ready."
"……good."
Lu Song glanced at the door leading to the rooftop. After making sure that no one was there, he placed a gentle kiss on Zhuo Can's lips and whispered, "What I want you to know is that I am trustworthy."
The wind blew past them from behind, the golden-orange sunset slowly sank, and the sound of homecoming horns drifted in the distance.
While the situation is not optimistic, the good news is that he is not alone.
*
After that, Zhuo Can was unable to see Lu Song alone for a long time.
Their company was originally small in scale, and if it had not been acquired by Xinyue, it would have been unknown.
However, it is such an inconspicuous little character that has recently been subjected to frequent online, financial, and public opinion attacks.
Although Lu Song has powerful abilities, he is after all a young man under 30 years old. He was a rookie and things were going smoothly at first, but he was suddenly faced with such a trinity crisis and was caught off guard.
Not only the CEO, but other leaders of the company almost lived in the company, getting up early and going to bed late, trying their best to save the company from the biggest crisis since its inception.
Although it has not yet substantially affected the junior employees, rumors are spreading, such as layoffs, bankruptcy, and resale. Various statements are emerging one after another, causing rumors to spread throughout the company.
Lu Song now doesn't even have time to go out for a meal with him to relax.
Zhuo Can felt sorry for Lu Song's fatigue and also felt extremely guilty.
I know the reasons behind everything, but I can't do anything about it.
Feifei's methods came very quickly, and she didn't even bother to lie low for a while.
He secretly did a lot of things in the name of CFO's agent.
He has the ability to do everything without leaving any trace. Even if Lu Song has been reminded by Zhuo Can and has many speculations, he cannot act rashly without evidence.
The longer it drags on, the more unfavorable the situation will become.
Zhuo Can originally thought that Fei Fei would resort to the same old tricks, kidnap Lu Song, or even torture him severely, or use some self-torture tactics to directly force Mian Li to submit.
He had calculated everything, but he could never have imagined that these gods and ghosts who could fly into the sky and escape into the earth would actually use the most primitive trade attack to destroy a human being.
The problem is that Feifei is not just dealing with a human being, but everyone in this company.
It may not be obvious now, but termites are always slowly hollowing out the building from the inside. Once the company has problems, every employee will have a hard time.
Compared to killing one person, slowly destroying the foundation of survival of hundreds of people is even more hateful.
It was not until this moment that Zhuo Can truly understood that if he angered the gods, even if it was just one of their subordinates, the consequences would be disastrous.
He must stop Feifei, but he cannot hand over the little fairy.
Company affairs should be left to professionals.
He must tell Lu Song everything.
It was another day when Mr. Lu worked overtime until late at night. As soon as he went out feeling dizzy and dazed, he was stopped.
When he looked up, he found that the kidnapper was his boyfriend whom he had not seen properly for many days.
The boyfriend angrily said, "Get in the car, I'll take you home."
Boss Lu readily followed suit, got on the back seat of the electric scooter, and put his arm around her boyfriend's waist.
Zhuo Can sighed: "I've bought this electric scooter so far, and this is the first time I've had someone on the back seat."
Lu Song leaned his head against him, thinking that there were stars in the city at night, but they could only be seen after all the lights were turned off. "Where does Xiaoli usually sit?"
"In the basket."
"……ah?"
"He has divine power anyway, so he's not afraid of falling. The view ahead is good."
"I've only seen owners with puppies sitting like this."
"Hey, He can't listen to that."
After chatting for a while, Lu Song actually felt that his headache was obviously relieved a lot.
Is it because the evening breeze blows away the boredom, or is it because love is such a panacea?
"You're out at this hour. Where did you send the gift? Your friend's house?"
"No, it was sent to the Tao family."
"The Tao family...is that little Jiajia?"
"Yes. Lili is now as close to him as a family. They love to go wherever they want whenever they have nothing to do. I feel very lost."
"Children always have to grow up."
"I understand the logic, but it's really hard to adjust to this mentality of marrying off a daughter..."
She’s only three years old, and it feels like a daughter is being married off. What will happen when she’s thirteen or twenty-three?
While Lu Song found it funny, he also felt a little weird.
Mianli is a god.
How long are ten or twenty years for gods compared to humans?
"Okay, tell me, what's your intention in coming to pick me up tonight?"
"Don't make me sound so evil!" Zhuo Can sighed, "But there is something I want to tell you. As we agreed before, I'll tell you everything once I've thought it through."
Sensing that a serious topic was about to begin, Lu Song sat up straight. "Go ahead." He paused, "Let me guess. Is it related to Xiao Li?"
Zhuo Can smiled bitterly: "Yeah. Maybe after you hear it, you will find it ridiculous."
That day, after Mianli took him away from Feifei, he showed him all his missing memories.
So, tonight, he started by telling Lu Song about his suspicions about Jiang Xiao.
The lights at four consecutive intersections were all green, but Zhuo Can didn't even have the chance to stop and take a breath. He kept talking and pouring out all the fragments he had learned and all the conjectures he had made.
"……I see."
After listening to everything, Lu Song sighed.
"I was wondering how someone like Mr. Jiang could exist. He's so amazing, so capable, he wouldn't make even the slightest mistake—how could a human being not make mistakes?"
Zhuo Can thought, yes, no, unless it is not human.
"In other words, the company's operations are fine. It's only because of Fei Xian—er, this Fei Fei—that the crisis has occurred, right?"
Zhuo Can nodded, and then said "hmm" again, afraid that he didn't see it.
Unexpectedly, Lu Song was relieved: "That's great, I thought there was a major deviation from my own decision-making and leadership."
Zhuo Can: “?”
Lu Song smiled. "Doesn't this prove that there's nothing wrong with the 'immune system'? If a 'tumor' appears elsewhere, we can just remove it."
Zhuo Can was quite shocked by her boyfriend's optimism and was speechless.
Lu Song leaned behind him and looked up at the sky full of stars that were buried behind the lights.
Hope has never disappeared, it is just temporarily hidden behind difficulties.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here," he said. "We'll face this together. I won't hand over any small gifts, nor will I let my employees suffer with us."
——That’s right, no matter what they encounter, they can face it together.
*
Tao family.
The kitchen is filled with the aroma of butter, flour, and jam, all coming together to create the unique and alluring scent of baking.
Mother Tao is wearing an apron and kneading dough.
One on the left and one on the right, there are two little guards guarding.
It was not the first time that Tao Yingjia watched her mother make cookies. She was very familiar with helping, even knowing when to pass the blender and when to take away the jam.
Mianli has also seen Xiaohui make delicious food. Although they are not cookies, the desserts are always similar.
The child stood on a small stool, but was still not tall enough, so he tiptoed onto the table, staring intently at the dough being divided into small round cakes, and said seriously, "Li Li likes the scorched peach ones."
"Jiaotao?" This was the first time Mother Tao had heard such a pronunciation. However, as a mother of two children, she was very familiar with the pronunciation of young children. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Is it caramel?"
Mian Li's eyes curved into little crescents: "Jiao Tao~ so sweet!"
"Okay, then let's make lots of caramel cookies for Xiaoli today."
After saying this, Mother Tao scratched his little nose, leaving a little trace of flour.
Tao Yingjia, who was standing next to him, couldn't help laughing.
Mianli was not convinced and jumped off the stool, determined to smear Jiajia with flour.
Tao Yingjia turned around and ran. The children circled the sink in the kitchen again and again, and flour flew everywhere like snow.
Mother Tao washed her hands and held the little troublemakers one on each side with great strength.
Mianli stuffed the baby into the baby chair used by little Tao Mian, and Tao Yingjia was placed on the chair.
She squatted down and pointed at the two children: "Don't waste the food."
Tao Yingjia nodded vigorously: "I know, Mom, I was wrong."
He looked at Mianli, and Mianli looked at him.
Kami-chan, who never bows her head, curled her lips and apologized: "I...I was wrong."
What is also rare is the use of first-person reference.
The development of self-awareness is more important in the process of interacting with children of the same age than in any other situation.
Mother Tao smiled and ruffled their hair one by one: "Does anyone want to be my assistant and help me churn the cream?"
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