Chapter 227
sea city.
441 Institute.
Liu Qianming locked the door, rubbed his hands together, put on his gloves and rode his bicycle to go home.
He was the first serious domestic college student in the 441 Research Institute that year.
Liu Qianming still remembers the humid and cold wind that is unique to Haicheng.
When he was first assigned here that year, Zhang Li, the director, greeted him at the door in person.
The little jeep I was riding in was also hung with red silk and big red flowers.
In the blink of an eye, twenty-eight years have passed.
The young and energetic college students back then are almost fifty now.
But now, the place where I have worked for so many years is about to be demolished.
Where is your future going?
I bought a few vegetables from the vegetable market I passed by every day, and cut up two taels of meat.
The vegetable seller also gave two shallots.
"Master Liu, let's make dumplings tonight."
"Well, my wife has already made the noodles at home, and she might be waiting for me to roll the dumpling wrappers when I go back."
Liu Qianming replied with a smile, and then pushed the bicycle back.
Before he reached the 441 family homes, a familiar neighbor saw him.
"Old Liu, Lao Liu, go and have a look, your wife was beaten just now?"
"what?"
"Hurry up, I don't know where these bastards came from. When they came here just now, they asked someone for your home address, but they happened to see your wife throwing garbage and rushed up..."
Before the man finished speaking, Liu Qianming yelled and rushed out.
The wind whistling in the ears.
Liu Qianming felt more and more uncomfortable.
He knows why, and he knows who.
But he still couldn't restrain the anger in his heart.
Don't the current developers even have a bottom line?
The 441 research institute is the research institute of the empire, and they dare to do such a thing for this piece of land.
The green vegetables bought from the vegetable market just now fell on the ground, and Liu Qianming didn't bother to pick them up.
In his heart, apart from anger, there was distress.
My own wife, that soft and weak woman, the one who wouldn't even talk back when angry, was actually beaten.
Liu Ganming couldn't imagine that when those people hit her with fists and sticks.
How desperate she must be.
The wind whistled past his ears, and Liu Qianming didn't know it was cold at this time.
His heart was on fire.
An angry volcano is gestating and is about to erupt.
near.
closer.
In the distance, a large circle of people were surrounding the door of their own unit, discussing a lot.
"Sister-in-law of the Liu family, there is nothing wrong with you."
"That's right, we called 120, and an ambulance came right away."
"Goddamn you bastards, don't let me see them, or they'll break their legs."
"Just read it, but it's a big competition. Even the Liu family's aunt dares to fight."
Liu Ganming dropped his bicycle, "Let's go, let's go, big guy."
Everyone looked back and saw Liu Qianming in a hurry, they all made way for her.
"Wife, wife. Are you all right?"
Liu Qianming saw his wife bleeding from the head at a glance. Because of the cold weather, the blood was already on the forehead and the face was congealed.
Gu Siyu looked up at Liu Qianming and nodded slightly.
Not a word was said.
Damn it, Tianwei Group.
Damn you!
"The sound of an ambulance coming."
Liu Ganming hugged his long-time wife tightly, tears streaming out silently.
As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Liu Qianming's phone rang.
He picked up his phone and saw an unknown number.
Because in recent years, both the empire and the Haicheng City Lord's Mansion have ignored the research institute, and even regarded it as a burden.
Liu Qianming's life is also difficult, and he only relies on that meager salary to support his family every month.
Caller ID, of course, is not activated.
"Hey!"
"Director Liu, I'm sorry to bother you."
"I heard that your wife was beaten. I don't know what's going on now."
"Which hospital are you in now? Later, I will bring my colleagues to visit my sister-in-law."
Liu Qianming hung up the phone immediately.
No interest in answering.
This was also the first time in so many years that he, who was always known for his good temper, took the initiative to hang up the phone.
Sitting on the waiting chair, Liu Qianming repeated one sentence in his mind.
The weasel pays New Year greetings to the chicken.
At Haicheng Airport, Yang Zhiyuan had just gotten off the plane. Looking at the ever-changing Haicheng, he quickly looked away and walked out quickly.
"I'll buy some fruit on the way later, Director Liu should be on his way home at this point."
"Let's give him the fruit at the door, and then return. Do you understand?"
"clear."
The young men behind Yang Zhiyuan were all temporarily seconded from other departments.
He has been running outside since he joined the job, and there is no way to recruit relevant talents.
He stopped a taxi directly at the gate of the airport, and Yang Zhiyuan got in the car and said directly: "Master, go to the 441 Research Institute's family home."
"OK."
The car was speeding on the road, Yang Zhiyuan thought, it might be a little impolite for him to come here so suddenly without saying hello to Director Liu in advance.
Thinking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Qianming's mobile number.
"Hey, Director Liu, you..."
"get out."
"I'll tell you Zhao, even if I die, I won't sell this piece of land."
With a bang, the phone hung up.
Yang Zhiyuan looked confused, what, what is the situation.
Director Liu is quite a nice person. The last time he came to Haicheng, Director Liu specially invited him to eat at home.
Why did his attitude change before and after this time?
wrong.
Yang Zhiyuan suddenly remembered that on the phone just now, Liu Qianming said that the surname was Zhao.
Liu Qianming should know his name, and he saved his number last time.
The one surnamed Zhao sells land.
Yang Zhiyuan keenly grasped these two key words.
It only takes a little calculation to draw conclusions.
A person surnamed Zhao wanted to buy the land of No. 441, but Liu Qianming disagreed. The other party must have resorted to some means, which made Liu Qianming, a good old man, lose his temper.
After Yang Zhiyuan figured it out, he picked up the phone and continued to make calls.
"Liu Suo, I'm Yang Zhiyuan."
"You're enough, let me tell you... what? Jerry Yang?"
Liu Qianming, who was sitting in the waiting seat, was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that he should have made the call just now.
I actually hung up Yang Zhiyuan's call indiscriminately.
Thinking of this, Liu Qianming couldn't help blushing, and coughed embarrassedly.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Yang, I just answered an annoying call, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Director Liu."
Yang Zhiyuan wisely didn't dwell too much on this matter, but asked.
"Director Liu, are you at home now? I just arrived in Haicheng and I want to see you."
"This……"
"Why, Director Liu is inconvenient now?"
"Well, it's a little bit. I'm in the hospital now."
Listening to Liu Qianming's hesitating and vague words, Yang Zhiyuan directly asked him the address of the hospital. After telling the driver the destination, the driver turned the steering wheel and the group headed to Haicheng Rehabilitation Hospital.
When Yang Zhiyuan arrived at the hospital, he saw Liu Qianming and a woman with a bandage on her head supporting each other, listening to the doctor's orders.
"You have to pay attention, or, Ms. Gu is old now, and she can't be hurt like this again."
"Well, you can prescribe some medicine, and you still need to rest when you go home."
"The diet should be light. It is best not to do heavy physical labor, and even pay attention to going up and down the stairs."
"Director Liu."
Seeing Liu Qianming's figure, Yang Zhiyuan ran over quickly with a greeting.
Liu Qianming and Gu Siyu turned their heads to look at the words.
"These are."
The doctor in front of him asked curiously.
"A few friends of mine."
Liu Qianming replied in a low voice, and waved at Yang Zhiyuan.
"Director Liu, sister-in-law, what's going on?"
Yang Zhiyuan ran fast, followed by two young men behind him, one holding a bouquet of flowers and the other holding a basket of fruit.
"A little problem, it's okay."
Liu Qianming said a few more words to the doctor in charge, and then walked out of the hospital with Gu Siyu and Yang Zhiyuan.
When they came to Liu Qianming's home, the two young men brought by Yang Zhiyuan were of great help.
One helped clean up the house, and the other went downstairs to buy some ready-made meals and came back.
Liu Qianming also saw the results of the hospital examination today, and there was no major problem.
After all, the Tianwei Group was purely trying to frighten him, not serious.
Otherwise, Gu Siyu is too old now, if something bad happens, the problem will be serious.
Even if the Haicheng Institute of Electronics is not taken seriously, it is now an imperial unit.
When Liu Qianming was wronged or something, the superiors just turned a blind eye and passed by.
But when it came to the issue of personal safety, neither the officials in Haicheng nor the contacts Liu Qianming had accumulated over the years could not sit idly by.
But Tianwei Group may be wrong.
There is one kind in this world that will not succumb to evil forces.
The more you threaten them and intimidate them, the more convinced they become.
And Liu Qianming is such a person.
He is like the literati in ancient times. Even though he was ignorant and poor, his spirit was still very rich and firm.
After briefly telling Yang Zhiyuan about this matter, the young man who happened to go downstairs to buy food came back.
He came up with a bag of various dishes, and what was very good was that this young man seemed to have experience in caring for others, so he specially ordered a few light vegetarian dishes suitable for patients.
After dinner, Yang Zhiyuan expressed that it was inconvenient for him to stay longer, so he left Liu Qianming's house with his people.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't say what he was doing in such a hurry to come to Haicheng.
Similarly, Liu Qianming did not ask.
They had already briefly mentioned this matter last time, and Yang Zhiyuan's presence meant that he had already obtained the approval of the boss.
And Liu Ganming didn't explicitly say no, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
It's just that there is a Tianwei Group in front of the two of them.
Liu Ganming looked at Yang Zhiyuan's back and fell into deep thought.
I don't know how strong the other party's boss is, and whether he can help himself and the 441 Research Institute to overcome the current difficulties.
After Yang Zhiyuan went downstairs, an expression of excitement appeared on his face, and the two young men behind him were in a daze.
"Mr. Yang, the 441 Research Institute is obviously in trouble. Why are you so happy?"
Yang Zhiyuan smiled slightly, but did not explain to the two of them.
Walking to a hotel not far away, Yang Zhiyuan asked the two of them to book a room first, while he stood at an inconspicuous place at the entrance of the hotel and called Su Ye.
"President Su, the research institute in Haicheng is about to be completed, I guess."
"but."
"I need money."
441 Institute.
Liu Qianming locked the door, rubbed his hands together, put on his gloves and rode his bicycle to go home.
He was the first serious domestic college student in the 441 Research Institute that year.
Liu Qianming still remembers the humid and cold wind that is unique to Haicheng.
When he was first assigned here that year, Zhang Li, the director, greeted him at the door in person.
The little jeep I was riding in was also hung with red silk and big red flowers.
In the blink of an eye, twenty-eight years have passed.
The young and energetic college students back then are almost fifty now.
But now, the place where I have worked for so many years is about to be demolished.
Where is your future going?
I bought a few vegetables from the vegetable market I passed by every day, and cut up two taels of meat.
The vegetable seller also gave two shallots.
"Master Liu, let's make dumplings tonight."
"Well, my wife has already made the noodles at home, and she might be waiting for me to roll the dumpling wrappers when I go back."
Liu Qianming replied with a smile, and then pushed the bicycle back.
Before he reached the 441 family homes, a familiar neighbor saw him.
"Old Liu, Lao Liu, go and have a look, your wife was beaten just now?"
"what?"
"Hurry up, I don't know where these bastards came from. When they came here just now, they asked someone for your home address, but they happened to see your wife throwing garbage and rushed up..."
Before the man finished speaking, Liu Qianming yelled and rushed out.
The wind whistling in the ears.
Liu Qianming felt more and more uncomfortable.
He knows why, and he knows who.
But he still couldn't restrain the anger in his heart.
Don't the current developers even have a bottom line?
The 441 research institute is the research institute of the empire, and they dare to do such a thing for this piece of land.
The green vegetables bought from the vegetable market just now fell on the ground, and Liu Qianming didn't bother to pick them up.
In his heart, apart from anger, there was distress.
My own wife, that soft and weak woman, the one who wouldn't even talk back when angry, was actually beaten.
Liu Ganming couldn't imagine that when those people hit her with fists and sticks.
How desperate she must be.
The wind whistled past his ears, and Liu Qianming didn't know it was cold at this time.
His heart was on fire.
An angry volcano is gestating and is about to erupt.
near.
closer.
In the distance, a large circle of people were surrounding the door of their own unit, discussing a lot.
"Sister-in-law of the Liu family, there is nothing wrong with you."
"That's right, we called 120, and an ambulance came right away."
"Goddamn you bastards, don't let me see them, or they'll break their legs."
"Just read it, but it's a big competition. Even the Liu family's aunt dares to fight."
Liu Ganming dropped his bicycle, "Let's go, let's go, big guy."
Everyone looked back and saw Liu Qianming in a hurry, they all made way for her.
"Wife, wife. Are you all right?"
Liu Qianming saw his wife bleeding from the head at a glance. Because of the cold weather, the blood was already on the forehead and the face was congealed.
Gu Siyu looked up at Liu Qianming and nodded slightly.
Not a word was said.
Damn it, Tianwei Group.
Damn you!
"The sound of an ambulance coming."
Liu Ganming hugged his long-time wife tightly, tears streaming out silently.
As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Liu Qianming's phone rang.
He picked up his phone and saw an unknown number.
Because in recent years, both the empire and the Haicheng City Lord's Mansion have ignored the research institute, and even regarded it as a burden.
Liu Qianming's life is also difficult, and he only relies on that meager salary to support his family every month.
Caller ID, of course, is not activated.
"Hey!"
"Director Liu, I'm sorry to bother you."
"I heard that your wife was beaten. I don't know what's going on now."
"Which hospital are you in now? Later, I will bring my colleagues to visit my sister-in-law."
Liu Qianming hung up the phone immediately.
No interest in answering.
This was also the first time in so many years that he, who was always known for his good temper, took the initiative to hang up the phone.
Sitting on the waiting chair, Liu Qianming repeated one sentence in his mind.
The weasel pays New Year greetings to the chicken.
At Haicheng Airport, Yang Zhiyuan had just gotten off the plane. Looking at the ever-changing Haicheng, he quickly looked away and walked out quickly.
"I'll buy some fruit on the way later, Director Liu should be on his way home at this point."
"Let's give him the fruit at the door, and then return. Do you understand?"
"clear."
The young men behind Yang Zhiyuan were all temporarily seconded from other departments.
He has been running outside since he joined the job, and there is no way to recruit relevant talents.
He stopped a taxi directly at the gate of the airport, and Yang Zhiyuan got in the car and said directly: "Master, go to the 441 Research Institute's family home."
"OK."
The car was speeding on the road, Yang Zhiyuan thought, it might be a little impolite for him to come here so suddenly without saying hello to Director Liu in advance.
Thinking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Qianming's mobile number.
"Hey, Director Liu, you..."
"get out."
"I'll tell you Zhao, even if I die, I won't sell this piece of land."
With a bang, the phone hung up.
Yang Zhiyuan looked confused, what, what is the situation.
Director Liu is quite a nice person. The last time he came to Haicheng, Director Liu specially invited him to eat at home.
Why did his attitude change before and after this time?
wrong.
Yang Zhiyuan suddenly remembered that on the phone just now, Liu Qianming said that the surname was Zhao.
Liu Qianming should know his name, and he saved his number last time.
The one surnamed Zhao sells land.
Yang Zhiyuan keenly grasped these two key words.
It only takes a little calculation to draw conclusions.
A person surnamed Zhao wanted to buy the land of No. 441, but Liu Qianming disagreed. The other party must have resorted to some means, which made Liu Qianming, a good old man, lose his temper.
After Yang Zhiyuan figured it out, he picked up the phone and continued to make calls.
"Liu Suo, I'm Yang Zhiyuan."
"You're enough, let me tell you... what? Jerry Yang?"
Liu Qianming, who was sitting in the waiting seat, was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that he should have made the call just now.
I actually hung up Yang Zhiyuan's call indiscriminately.
Thinking of this, Liu Qianming couldn't help blushing, and coughed embarrassedly.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Yang, I just answered an annoying call, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Director Liu."
Yang Zhiyuan wisely didn't dwell too much on this matter, but asked.
"Director Liu, are you at home now? I just arrived in Haicheng and I want to see you."
"This……"
"Why, Director Liu is inconvenient now?"
"Well, it's a little bit. I'm in the hospital now."
Listening to Liu Qianming's hesitating and vague words, Yang Zhiyuan directly asked him the address of the hospital. After telling the driver the destination, the driver turned the steering wheel and the group headed to Haicheng Rehabilitation Hospital.
When Yang Zhiyuan arrived at the hospital, he saw Liu Qianming and a woman with a bandage on her head supporting each other, listening to the doctor's orders.
"You have to pay attention, or, Ms. Gu is old now, and she can't be hurt like this again."
"Well, you can prescribe some medicine, and you still need to rest when you go home."
"The diet should be light. It is best not to do heavy physical labor, and even pay attention to going up and down the stairs."
"Director Liu."
Seeing Liu Qianming's figure, Yang Zhiyuan ran over quickly with a greeting.
Liu Qianming and Gu Siyu turned their heads to look at the words.
"These are."
The doctor in front of him asked curiously.
"A few friends of mine."
Liu Qianming replied in a low voice, and waved at Yang Zhiyuan.
"Director Liu, sister-in-law, what's going on?"
Yang Zhiyuan ran fast, followed by two young men behind him, one holding a bouquet of flowers and the other holding a basket of fruit.
"A little problem, it's okay."
Liu Qianming said a few more words to the doctor in charge, and then walked out of the hospital with Gu Siyu and Yang Zhiyuan.
When they came to Liu Qianming's home, the two young men brought by Yang Zhiyuan were of great help.
One helped clean up the house, and the other went downstairs to buy some ready-made meals and came back.
Liu Qianming also saw the results of the hospital examination today, and there was no major problem.
After all, the Tianwei Group was purely trying to frighten him, not serious.
Otherwise, Gu Siyu is too old now, if something bad happens, the problem will be serious.
Even if the Haicheng Institute of Electronics is not taken seriously, it is now an imperial unit.
When Liu Qianming was wronged or something, the superiors just turned a blind eye and passed by.
But when it came to the issue of personal safety, neither the officials in Haicheng nor the contacts Liu Qianming had accumulated over the years could not sit idly by.
But Tianwei Group may be wrong.
There is one kind in this world that will not succumb to evil forces.
The more you threaten them and intimidate them, the more convinced they become.
And Liu Qianming is such a person.
He is like the literati in ancient times. Even though he was ignorant and poor, his spirit was still very rich and firm.
After briefly telling Yang Zhiyuan about this matter, the young man who happened to go downstairs to buy food came back.
He came up with a bag of various dishes, and what was very good was that this young man seemed to have experience in caring for others, so he specially ordered a few light vegetarian dishes suitable for patients.
After dinner, Yang Zhiyuan expressed that it was inconvenient for him to stay longer, so he left Liu Qianming's house with his people.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't say what he was doing in such a hurry to come to Haicheng.
Similarly, Liu Qianming did not ask.
They had already briefly mentioned this matter last time, and Yang Zhiyuan's presence meant that he had already obtained the approval of the boss.
And Liu Ganming didn't explicitly say no, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
It's just that there is a Tianwei Group in front of the two of them.
Liu Ganming looked at Yang Zhiyuan's back and fell into deep thought.
I don't know how strong the other party's boss is, and whether he can help himself and the 441 Research Institute to overcome the current difficulties.
After Yang Zhiyuan went downstairs, an expression of excitement appeared on his face, and the two young men behind him were in a daze.
"Mr. Yang, the 441 Research Institute is obviously in trouble. Why are you so happy?"
Yang Zhiyuan smiled slightly, but did not explain to the two of them.
Walking to a hotel not far away, Yang Zhiyuan asked the two of them to book a room first, while he stood at an inconspicuous place at the entrance of the hotel and called Su Ye.
"President Su, the research institute in Haicheng is about to be completed, I guess."
"but."
"I need money."