Chapter 71 Chapter 71 Easily sensing below through clothing...
After a long while, Ying Shixue finally felt that her hands and legs had regained some strength. She stood up from the ground, holding onto the bookshelf with one hand.
He looked at the photo in his hand repeatedly, and Song Mingli gently pressed down on the back of his hand.
"I will send someone to find him."
Song Mingli said this at noon, and in the afternoon his men took a trip to Liancheng.
Whether it's due to poor market conditions and mismanagement, or a sense of insecurity leading to a reduction in its presence, Tianzhe Medical Equipment has been very cautious in its development over the past few years. It hasn't even expanded its business scope, and it has gradually withdrawn its headquarters from Fancheng to Liancheng.
Logically, one should stake out the location beforehand and make thorough preparations to avoid unnecessarily alerting the enemy. However, the person observing that night repeatedly confirmed the information and finally sent a message.
Huang Jun is no longer with Tianzhe.
A person with no support, relying solely on himself, has worked his whole life to finally reach the position of manager. This was extremely arduous, and he now enjoys a respectable position and a comfortable life. After retirement, he can enjoy a substantial pension. Why would he resign at this time?
Moreover, there had been no prior warning. His secretary only realized this when asked, saying that Director Huang had started gradually delegating his work to his subordinates half a year ago. His wife and daughter had always lived abroad. Although they didn't quite understand this kind of separation between husband and wife, it was their private matter and they shouldn't pry.
When asked further, all that was known was that Huang Jun had gone abroad, but no one knew exactly when he left, where he went, whether he had settled down, or whether he would return.
Late at night, Ying Shixue sat at his desk. The ceiling light was on, and freshly printed documents were spread out on the table. He tapped his index finger on the armrest of his chair, a gesture of deep thought. Suddenly, a weight was placed on his shoulder.
Ying Shixue subconsciously turned around and looked over; it was a thin, fine cashmere blanket.
Song Mingli stood beside him, looking down at him: "Still thinking about this?"
Ying Shixue nodded, and just then he sensed the lingering chill emanating from Song Mingli.
"You went out?"
Song Mingli stepped back a little further away from him and brushed the cold air off his sleeves: "I just called Shan Yan from the balcony and asked him to help me look up some things."
The wind was delicate and sharp, and it seemed as if you could feel the free-spirited howl even inside the house. Ying Shixue watched for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and hugged Song Mingli's waist.
Her upper body naturally pressed against another person's, and when she fell into their arms, it felt like being embraced by the chill of early spring. Ying Shixue instinctively shivered from the cold and then shrank even closer into their embrace.
Song Mingli was taken aback, and then he grabbed him with both hands.
Ying Shixue buried her face in his chest, and from this angle, all that could be seen was her soft, black hair whorl.
He subconsciously lowered his voice: "Xiaoxue?"
Ying Shixue remained silent.
Song Mingli took two steps toward him so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable hugging him from a distance. He reached up to hug him, easily feeling the slender bones beneath his clothes.
An inexplicable feeling welled up in his heart, and Song Mingli hugged him even tighter, rubbing the back of his fluffy head with one hand, and whispered, "Are you being affectionate with your brother?"
His voice was naturally deep and mellow, and every word he spoke in the conference room and negotiation room was resounding. But now, without that air of authority, it sounded even more intimate and tender in the evening breeze.
Ying Shixue blinked her eyelashes and turned her face away from his.
"I know you're anxious, don't hold it in." "I'm not anxious," Ying Shixue interrupted him, her voice muffled by the weight of her clothes.
“I…” His throat was dry, he pursed his lips, and lowered his voice: “I just don’t want to make any more mistakes.”
Am I truly fully prepared? Have I seen everything? Are there any oversights? Will I repeat the same mistakes?...
Ying Shixue slowly exhaled, closed his eyes tightly, and was about to straighten up when Song Mingli pulled him back into his arms, touching the ridges of his neck and back that protruded because he was too thin.
No, it won't.
Song Mingli said confidently, "The legal department is already drafting the documents. Mo Wen has contacted several top lawyers and is in communication with them. Huang Jun's schedule will be available soon..."
He spoke slowly, yet with a strangely convincing power. Finally, his finger rested on the back of the man's neck as he gazed at him: "It just needs a little more time."
Ying Shixue listened quietly as he finished speaking, then looked up into his eyes.
From this angle, her face appears even smaller than a palm, with a pointed chin and snow-white cheeks.
Several seconds later, Ying Shixue lowered her eyelashes and hummed in agreement.
Huang Junding's whereabouts came two days later. At least when it came to serious matters, Shan Yan was quite reliable. It was lunchtime at the time.
With her computer right at hand, Ying Shixue didn't have her assistant book the tickets. She searched the official website herself and bought them. Just as she was about to place the order, Song Mingli suddenly asked, "Why did you only fill in your information?"
Ying Shixue paused, and when she came to her senses, she saw that he was indeed the only one checked in the "Passenger" column.
The hand holding the mouse paused for a moment. Song Mingli looked at him intently. Ying Shixue waited a while before speaking:
Have you ever watched a mystery/mystery drama?
What does this have to do with this?
Song Mingli, not understanding, nodded.
"The secrets inside were all revealed by one person."
Song Mingli frowned slightly: "Why?"
Ying Shixue replied sincerely, "Because he's handsome."
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Song Mingli was almost laughing in exasperation. He pressed him to turn back, fill in the information again, and bought the ticket.
Huang Jun decided to stay in Yazhou, a very little-known place, even considered an underdeveloped area within a developed region. There are not many flights to there, so after weighing the options, he chose the flight that departed at nine o'clock the next morning and arrived at four o'clock local time.
Lincheng in Yazhou is an industrial city. The old machinery factory area here was once the most dazzling pearl in this region. The roaring steel machines and the towering chimneys billowing black smoke truly created the glory of a generation.
However, the pace of change in this place is much faster than the pace of transformation. Decades ago, many people left their hometowns due to industrial pollution and job losses. Now, this place is no longer what it used to be. There are dilapidated factories and scattered residential buildings. On the streets, you can mostly see elderly people and children with dark skin playing in the mud.
The climate was hot and humid, so they wiped the snow off their coats and rolled up their sleeves to their elbows. Passersby looked at the two young foreigners with curiosity.
Following the address, they finally stopped in front of a low-rise residential building. The two looked at each other, and Song Mingli pushed open the outermost door.
The dust kicked up scattered into wisps of mist under the sunlight. Ying Shixue turned her face away and coughed twice. The information was accurate, down to the name of the neighborhood. With her face that appealed to men, women, young and old alike, Ying Shixue successfully got the information she wanted from the supermarket auntie.
The residential buildings are low and there are many empty rooms; there are basically only a few residents here.
"Huang Jun should be back soon." Song Mingli glanced at the time on his wristwatch.
They landed at four o'clock and arrived here at five-thirty, just in time for the crowd to return.
Through the second-floor window, one can see people coming and going on this road. The two chatted while watching downstairs as the sun gradually sank below the horizon, disappearing behind the last rays of light.
It was clear that the building had been abandoned for many years. The streetlights swayed precariously, casting a dim yellow light. Ying Shixue, with a chocolate in her mouth that Song Mingli had just given her, leaned against the window. Suddenly, her gaze sharpened.
Song Mingli obviously noticed it too, and nudged him with the back of his hand.
Huang Junding's alertness at this moment showed no signs of being a fat man weighing over 200 pounds. He would turn around and look back every few steps, and his attire completely blended in with the locals.
Reaching the front of the building, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the wooden door, and stepped inside with my left foot.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened. A huge, incredibly strong hand grabbed him and slammed him onto the stairs. At the same time, the large, peeling iron door slammed shut. Before he could even see who was in front of him, his hand was twisted behind his back and pressed down. An apple was shoved into his mouth a second before he could scream.
Huang Jun looked at the suddenly appearing boy with fear and uncertainty. His face was too beautiful and his body was too thin and frail. The closed door blocked out the last ray of light, and only the gray light shone through the window in the distance. In the dim light, Ying Shixue's exposed skin almost radiated a ghostly color.
"Don't move, don't make a sound," Ying Shixue warned, pressing the apple out of his mouth.
In fact, even if Ying Shixue hadn't said anything, he still couldn't move. The force restraining him from behind was terrifying; he couldn't even turn his head.
In a flash, he remembered the medical report he had seen years ago: rare and precious blood, and eyes that were deep and relentless, showing signs of collapse, physical exhaustion yet mental strength.
He couldn't help but shiver, his belly fat bouncing comically. Ying Shixue stared at him intently.
"Don't be nervous, I just have a few questions to ask you."
"Now, take me to where you are staying."
The two-bedroom apartment had a sofa with sparse cotton filling due to its age, making it very uncomfortable to sit on. Huang Junding clasped his hands together, and fine beads of cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
On the table is an old photo of him, eighteen years old, smiling innocently.
Ying Shixue sat in the chair opposite him, wearing a black trench coat and white shirt. She was slender and upright, her pale fingertips touching the text on the photograph as she looked up:
"Huang Junding, male, from Wutai District of Fancheng, was admitted as a top student with excellent math and science scores. He won the first prize in the Biochemistry League. Later, he was expelled from the school due to a laboratory accident."
Huang Junding's body trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, and his fingers were clenched tightly. Ying Shixue continued, "Let me guess what caused you, a promising biochemistry student who was originally going to be admitted to the top university, to fall from grace all of a sudden."
It's hard to believe that this obese and greasy middle-aged man was once a famous figure and a child prodigy. "Your parents died early, and your aunt who raised you from a young age fell seriously ill. She kept it from you so as not to affect your competitions. By the time you finally found out, your aunt's illness had already reached the middle and late stages."
"Supporting your education was already a strain on this newly formed family. The repeated chemotherapy was like a bottomless pit, trying to drain this already crumbling family dry. Finally, we could no longer afford the medical expenses."
Ying Shixue looked up at him: "So you chose to take the risk."
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