Chapter 33
Lunch time had passed and the fast food restaurant was deserted. Only two workers who came to eat were still there. They looked out the window from time to time until a black Mercedes-Benz car came by. Then they grabbed their helmets and hurried out. The other one followed closely behind their contractor.
Fu Yu sat in the car and talked to them: "I don't need to tell you what to do a second time."
The contractor quickly responded, "I understand. Don't worry about us. Boyuan already owes us a lot of wages, and everyone has complaints. I guarantee that whatever you order will be successful!"
"Peng Wei, Zhao Kang," Fu Yu specifically mentioned their names.
Contractor Zhao Kang grinned, knowing that Young Master Fu had remembered them, and would definitely hold them accountable if the job wasn't done properly.
Fu Yu took out the bag of cash from the pocket of the car: "Here."
"Okay, okay!" Zhao Kang immediately took it and put it under his armpit, then wrapped it tightly with his gray coat, with a big smile on his face.
Worker Peng Wei also flattered: "It will be done, it will be done!"
Fu Yu put on his sunglasses, and the two people outside tactfully stopped talking to him, took the money and left.
“Awooooo ...…”
There is a dog barking nearby.
"What is the ghost howling about?" Fu Yu glanced at Qiu Zijie who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you," Qiu Zijie sighed helplessly as he looked at the direction where the Tibetan Mastiff disappeared. He had a hunch that the Tibetan Mastiff needed help, but he didn't call it back.
But what’s strange is that even large, docile dogs are not allowed to go out on the street alone, so how could a Tibetan Mastiff appear on the street for no reason?
Lost from the owner?
Fu Chen soon found out that Song Zhouqi had gone out alone. The atmosphere in the company was heavy. Although President Fu did not lose his temper, everyone could see that he was furious and his face was full of clouds. When the tall figure strode through the corridor, the departments behind the glass doors on both sides were silent.
At noon that day, five black cars drove out of Tianhong Group together, and Chen Yuan was among them.
"Zhangqi, oh Zhangqi, where on earth have you been? You are so smart, why didn't you tell me when you went out?" Chen Yuan muttered to himself while driving, his eyes scanning the nearby streets.
When they learned that Song Zhouqi ran away by herself, they immediately came out to look for her and called the police immediately. The police had already dispatched.
Driving in the front was Fu Chen, who was also driving a car alone. He had not driven a car by himself for a long time and always had a driver when traveling, but he was still very skilled. He ordered in the car connected to the Bluetooth communication: "Search separately."
The cars behind immediately dispersed into different branches.
Fu Chen's face was gloomy, and his brows were almost knotted. Because he was looking for the dog, the car was naturally moving slowly, and it happened to meet Fu Yu's car on a certain road.
Fu Yu honked the horn, and Fu Chen pulled over. The black Mercedes-Benz turned its head to be parallel to Fu Chen's car. Fu Chen looked up and saw a husky dog head, and then called him: "Brother."
Fu Chen said: "Pull your dog head away before talking to me."
Qiu Zijie automatically lay down so that the two brothers could look into each other's eyes.
Fu Yuqi asked, "Where are you going, brother?"
Fu Chen said: "Xin Zhou is missing, I'm looking for him."
"Oh," Fu Yu said, "I thought your old house was on fire."
"Get lost."
.....
Song Zhouxing walked and walked, and finally found a bus stop for bus No. 6.
He couldn't take the bus, but he could study the route. The platform he was at at the moment was Le'an Road. The next stop of Le'an Road was Guang'er Road, and the next stop was Huaichang Road. Huaichang Road was the main street of the city, where he could find the Colorful World Shopping Mall. Near the shopping mall was the urban-rural bus D103, and this bus route would pass by Qingyun High School.
There was a high probability that he would not be able to continue his studies in the future, so he wanted to take a look and say goodbye, then slowly wander back home along the railway tracks.
But before taking action, he needed to rest.
The weather was very good today, but the sun was a bit scorching at noon, making him dizzy during the time he was lost. He could only stick out his tongue to cool down.
Song Zhouqi found a shady place and lay down for a while.
He didn't know that two uniformed policemen were slowly approaching from behind, holding large net bags that had been hastily made. The road surveillance was real, and no matter how hard Song Xingqi tried to avoid the crowd, he couldn't avoid so many surveillance cameras. The road surveillance would tell him where he had gone.
The police officer crouched down, held the net bag high, and counted silently in his mind 1, 2, 3...
set!
Bang, a net bag came down.
“Woof!” Song Xingqi jumped in surprise, “Woo…Woo…Woo…Woo…”
He was spinning around in the net bag, scratching with his claws, and before he knew it, his claws got hooked on the net and he couldn't pull it open. At this time, many people rushed out from behind the police, including some professional dog catchers, and they quickly comforted Song Xingqi.
Seeing that they were wearing police uniforms, Song Zhouqi also calmed down.
He had expected to be arrested. It was not uncommon for passers-by to call the police because of his big dog. But he did not expect to be caught so quickly.
It’s been less than half a day since he ran away from home!
"Dog, be good. We are not bad people. It is too dangerous for you to walk on the road alone. We arrested you for your safety. Come, have something to eat," the policeman peeled a sausage for him and handed it to him carefully.
Song Zhouxing was very depressed and refused to eat.
One of the police officers used the intercom to talk to his colleague, who said, "They are coming."
Policeman: “Okay.”
Just after the call, a black Rolls-Royce turned out from the intersection not far away, followed by the second, the third...
There were five cars in total.
Song Zhouxing recognized the leading car, he was very familiar with it. He immediately stood up with a big net bag on his head. Could it be that Fu Chen called the police?
Fu Chen came to see him? ! !
Five cars stopped at the side of the road. Fu Chen got out of the car, opened the net bag and picked up Song Xingqi without saying a word, and scolded: "Who told you to run around!"
“Woo...Woo..." Song Zhouqi's nose felt sore and her two paws tightly hugged Fu Chen's neck.
Although Fu Chen was a little fierce, he came to find him.
He had thought that Fu Chen no longer liked him, and when he found out he was missing, he might think it would be a good opportunity to exchange it for a truly majestic Tibetan Mastiff, and feel that he had gotten rid of a trouble. But now that Fu Chen had come to find him with such great fanfare, it showed that Fu Chen still cared about him and still liked him.
Song Zhouyi felt a sour nose, but was happy in his heart: "Woo... woo-li-woo-li..."
He was moaning and licking Fu Chen's face.
"Don't run around in the future, and don't go out without saying a word. I'll be worried, okay?" After being yelled at, Fu Chen stroked the furry head and gave it instructions, and heaved a sigh of relief.
If he can't find the sun, he will be very angry tonight.
Song Zhouqi continued to lick him, then hugged the man's neck tightly, sniffing the familiar scent, feeling full of satisfaction and security in her heart: "Got it."
"Oh my, look how excited this furry kid is," the police officer nearby joked, "tears are almost falling from his eyes. All right, go home quickly, and don't get lost next time."
Fu Chen thanked him: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
Police: "It's okay, just find it back."
The Tibetan Mastiff was found, the job was done, and the two police cars left one after another.
Fu Chen didn't plan to go back in the afternoon, so he asked Chen Yuan to go back to the group to deal with the remaining matters, and took Song Zhouxing home. Song Zhouxing lay in the back seat, enjoying the air conditioning, and then sat up again, with his paws on the back of the driver's seat, watching Fu Chen drive obediently.
Fu Chen adjusted the rearview mirror and saw Song Xingqi's head sticking out from his shoulder. He asked, "Were you scared by that guy and ran away and didn't want to come back?"
"No," Song Xingqi knew who he was asking and refused to admit that he was a coward. "I'm not scared! I didn't run away because of those people."
Fu Chen said patiently: "Don't be disappointed in human beings. Not all people are evil. There are good people and bad people in this world, but bad people are a minority."
"I know," Song Zhouqi barked, and suddenly he became anxious when he thought of what those people said, "Fu Chen, they want to deal with you, they want to harm you!"
"Are you still scared?" Fu Chen comforted, "Don't be afraid, I won't let you go out alone again."
"ah???"
"Hungry?"
"You really can't go out alone?"
"We're almost home. I'll give you dinner later."
"Next time I won't run away from home again. I can really go out on my own!"
"You still want me to avenge you?"
"......"
The man and the dog are talking, but the subject is totally irrelevant.
Finally, Song Xingqi gave up insisting. Even if he couldn't go out alone, Fu Chen would definitely accompany him often. At least he could still go out. Thinking of this, he felt happy again. He put the thought of going back to school to say goodbye out of his mind. As for going home... there would definitely be other opportunities in the future!
Yes, that's it!
After arriving home, Song Xingqi drank a lot of water and had a full lunch. Fu Chen stayed beside him and watched him eat. He was almost moved to share his food with him, but then he thought it was wrong. How could Fu Chen eat dog food?
"Are you full?" Fu Chen still had snacks in his hand and handed them to his mouth.
Song Zhouqi ate happily with every bite.
After eating and drinking, he had fun in the yard, running around chasing a ball. Swallows sometimes landed on his head and listened to him panting and chattering about what happened that day. Sometimes they flew along with him as he ran. When he was tired of playing, he returned to the parasol and threw himself into Fu Chen's arms, barking.
The swallows perched on the top of the big parasol and listened to his chatter.
"Fu Chen, am I good at kicking the ball?"
"Fu Chen, aren't you going to the company this afternoon?"
"Fu Chen, aren't you busy?"
"Fu Chen, do you want to play Frisbee?"
.....
There were naturally a lot of things to do in the group, but Song Xingqi didn't know that Fu Chen was afraid that he would be stressed by humans, so he deliberately didn't go to work in the afternoon and stayed behind to rebuild their relationship.
"Mr. Fu, fruits and snacks are here," Xiao Zhou prepared afternoon tea for them.
Song Xingqi ran out of the shadow of the parasol and called to her friend from the top of the parasol: "Swallow, Swallow, it's time for afternoon tea!"
Swallows fell from above.
Song Zhouqi fed it millet cakes.
Xiao Zhou took a look at them and said in amazement: "Oh my God, Xiao Xing and Xiao Yanzi can get along so well, it's amazing."
Fu Chen naturally noticed it too, and smiled. His Zhou Xing could bring him novelty in every aspect, and he really liked him more and more. He said, "Zhou Xing likes to play with a ball. You can go buy a goal later. You can decide on the size, as long as it's suitable for him to play with."
Xiao Zhou received the order and immediately went to do it.
After afternoon tea, Fu Chen had someone connect the water pipe to give Song Zhouxing a bath in the yard. Song Zhouxing jumped in the water. People held him down with their big hands, telling him not to move, but he couldn't help shaking his fur. So when they returned to the house after the bath, the dog was wet and so was he.
Auntie and several employees laughed secretly. Ever since Mr. Fu took over raising Tibetan mastiffs, the atmosphere in the house was obviously much better than before.
Song Zhouqi took the initiative to enter the dryer and then put on her clothes.
He tried to get his head out of his clothes, but he couldn't get it out, so he had to use both paws and roll around...
“Hahahaha…” The aunt laughed and hurriedly lent a hand to help, “You little idiot, your head is trying to get out of the sleeve, how can it get out? The collar is here!”
Song Zhouqi finally showed his head: "Thank you."
Auntie helped him put on his sleeves. As soon as he finished putting on his clothes, Song Zhouqi ran upstairs to find Fu Chen who was changing clothes. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he heard Fu Chen talking on the phone.
The man was only wearing a pair of casual pants, with his upper body bare, and a T-shirt draped over his arm. He was facing away from Song Xingqi and said, "Let's talk tomorrow morning."
The call ended quickly.
"Woof!" Song Zhouxing wagged his tail and rubbed against the man.
Fu Chen, who was about to put on a T-shirt, didn't put on his clothes anymore. He threw it down casually and leaned over to pick up Song Xingqi. His hands were touching Song Xingqi's body unscrupulously, from head to toe, from tail to back, and then to her soft belly.
Because Tibetan Mastiffs have very dense fur, he was checking whether Song Zhouxing's whole body was dry. If it was half dry and half wet, he would easily get sick and catch a cold when blown by the air conditioner at home.
Song Zhouxing knew all this and it was not the first time that Fu Chen had examined her like this, but this time he was particularly shy.
“S-Stop touching me…”
He didn't dare look into the man's eyes that were so close to him. His claws on the other's naked shoulders felt hot, and he twisted his body in struggle.
"Why are you still being coy today?"
Fu Chen simply put Song Zhouxing on the bed and touched him.
"......." Song Xingqi crawled forward and put his head under the pillow.
So shy.
*
On the other side, the assistant who contacted Fu Chen hung up the phone and looked at Zhang Shixian in confusion: "Well, then... President Fu agreed?"
Zhang Shixian said, "I have heard it."
As the cooperation negotiations failed, he immediately informed his father Zhang Xianfeng. As expected, Zhang Xianfeng did not get angry, but he did not say anything nice either. In short, he criticized him and asked him to try to contact them again. Only then did he let his assistant make the call.
The assistant asked carefully: "Mr. Zhang, should we go again tomorrow?"
Zhang Shixian looked unhappy and snorted, "Hmm."
*
Da da da......
In Fu Yu's office, the sound of typing continued.
Sitting in the boss's leather chair, Qiu Zijie skillfully installed the typing software on his computer, not missing any opportunity to practice his typing speed. Learning from his experience at home, he looked around every corner of the office before using the computer to make sure there were no surveillance cameras.
After a few taps, the screen changed images, all of which were programs that were difficult for ordinary people to understand.
A few minutes later, Qiu Zijie got the list of all the injured people admitted to the emergency department of Ninghe Hospital on the evening of April 19.
Excluding patients in their thirties and forties and the youngest seven or eight years old, most of them were students from Qingyun High School. Among the large number of names, he found himself.
There are also Song Xingqi, Sheng Xiaoxing and Jiang Ling.
"The patient, Qiu Zijie, male, 19 years old, was admitted to the emergency department at 22:45 on the evening of the 19th and has now been transferred to the ward. The patient lost consciousness due to a blow to the head, accompanied by brief convulsions..." Qiu Zijie recited the case silently.
This case started on April 20th, and the discharge record was not available until half a month later.
Has he been discharged from hospital?
Qiu Zijie then checked on the others. All four of them were diagnosed with loss of consciousness, or in layman's terms, a vegetative state. But the strange thing was that Sheng Xiaoxing's case was only recorded for one week, and there was no record of any medication or use of instruments after that, and he was not discharged from the hospital. Was it because the hospital's operation was not in compliance with regulations and omitted his medical instructions?
Or is there something else going on?
Besides, the four of them are all in vegetative state. Isn’t this too much of a coincidence?
Qiu Zijie tilted his head and thought.
A very serious dog face.
…
"Boss, do you think we should include Manager Sun's idea? In my opinion, it is creative, but not practical."
"Then reject it."
"But he's very tough. Why don't we call him to a meeting? Boss, you talk to him. After all, he's Lian Ping's son-in-law."
"Well," Fu Yu said after a moment of silence, "leave him alone for now."
At the same time as the voices were heard outside, the office door was opened. The first thing Fu Yu did when he came in was to see if the Husky was causing any trouble.
Qiu Zijie dozed off on the floor.
The computer is the computer, the chair is the chair, and they are all in their original positions, but he forgot one thing: summer is about to begin, and most pets have entered the molting stage.
Fu Yu did not miss the white hair on the leather chair. He looked at the computer in silence. He tapped his fingers on the keyboard and the screen lit up, still with the original interface.
"Wow~~ Boss, do all the men in your Fu family like pet dogs?"
The man who was talking to Fu Yu was Yang Zhe from the design department. He was about to leave after his report, but when he saw Qiu Zijie, he couldn't help but come over to help.
Holding Qiu Zijie's face and kneading it.
“This feels... so good!!!”
"I don't dare to touch Mr. Dafu's Tibetan Mastiff, but I won't be shy about touching your Husky, haha."
"Boss, it's so beautiful. Is it a purebred?"
Fu Yu: “I don’t know.”
"Boss, can it buy things by itself?"
Fu Yu: "Sure, you pay the tuition."
Yang Zhe was sweating and asked again: "Boss, what is its name?"
Fu Yu: “Dog.”
"......"
Hey, Yang Zhe sighed, touched Qiu Zijie's head, pinched his erect ears, then patted him and whispered into his ears, "It must be hard to work under the boss. He doesn't even give you a name, but it doesn't matter. You are really good-looking, Thai pants are hot~~~~"
Qiu Zijie: “?”
Is there a direct correlation between looking cool and having a hard life?
Fu Yu looked at them, crossed his arms, and said coldly: "Why don't you usually do as much work as you talk?"
"I'll leave right away!" The dog had already had his fun, and Yang Zhe could leave in a minute.
There were unchecked emails in the computer and unreviewed contracts on the desk. Fu Yu was very busy when he returned to the company, but no matter how much or how difficult the work was, he could handle it with ease and finished it in an hour.
Next comes the dog.
He took the leash and put it on Qiu Zijie, who followed him slowly. When they reached the door, Fu Yu stopped and looked down at Qiu Zijie. Qiu Zijie saw the sinister evil in his eyes, and then he heard him say, "It's really something. It's time to give it a name. What do you want to call it?"
Qiu Zijie ignored him, saying that they were of different species and there was no need to communicate.
Fu Yu half-knelt down and looked at Qiu Zijie at eye level: "How about calling him Husky?"
Qiu Zijie had a blank expression on his face.
All we can say is that ivory cannot come out of a person’s mouth.
.......
After leaving the group, they came to a pet kindergarten, where the pet teacher took them to visit the facilities: "This is our luxurious foster room, the light is very good, and we have prepared bedding and teething toys for them. Oh, don't worry, we disinfect these items every day and will definitely ensure their health..."
The pet kindergarten not only has a good indoor environment, but the large outdoor lawn is also very clean and the cleaning work is done very well.
In addition, there is a large swimming pool, a dedicated training ground, a leisure area, and professional washing facilities.
Qiu Zijie believed that this was one of the most luxurious pet kindergartens in Xinhai City. It was no wonder that Fu Yu brought him here. After all, all he did at home was use the computer and destroy things at home. This was the best way to prevent him from destroying things at home.
But in this way, the time spent using the computer will be greatly shortened.
And...
There were seven or eight different breeds of dogs on the lawn, surrounding a teacher who was giving a class. The teacher was communicating in a foreign language: "Awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo--"
The two Huskies howled: "Awoo, awoo, awoo...woo, awoo..."
The other dogs were howling and barking, forming a vast ocean.
Teddy: "See, I told you humans are dogs too, they just learned to walk upright."
Corgi: "No, my master is a cow and horse. He said I have to work like a cow and horse every day to earn money."
Golden Retriever: "You are all wrong. My dad said it was pickled fish. It is sour, vegetable and salty."
Border Collie: "Why do humans have so many breeds? Why why why...."
Dubin: "It's a genetic mutation. Humans can have genetic mutations!"
Hiromi: "Is this how it has changed? Gunara, the Dark God——"
Qiu Zijie watched quietly. He had a hunch that there was a wall between them and he couldn't fit in.
The teacher behind him was still introducing enthusiastically: "Mr. Fu, it is very popular for pet dogs to go to kindergarten now. It allows dogs to fully communicate with other children, which is good for mental health. They can also burn off the amount of exercise in kindergarten, which is also good for physical health. In addition, we provide good service. We can pick it up from your door every day and send it back after you get off work. We will send you photos of it in kindergarten from time to time. You can rest assured to leave it to us."
After the inspection was almost complete, Fu Yu agreed: "It's your house."
The teacher smiled happily: "Great, our kindergarten will have one more child. What's your child's name?"
Fu Yu said calmly: "Husky."
The teacher smiled: "I'm asking its name."
Fu Yu: "Just call it Husky."
The teacher twitched his lips: ".......Then, I'll call it Xiaoha."
The kindergarten is very good and high-end, and you can get the same quality of service as long as you pay the right amount, but Qiu Zijie doesn't want to go.
As the saying goes, if you have a plan, I have a ladder. That night, it was dark and windy, and Qiu Zijie entered the cloakroom again...
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