Chapter 1121

At 9:30 pm, Li Qing left villa 72 Changde Road.

He walked out of the door, turned around and stared at the Qiao Sheng standing at the door. Mu rou'er with crimson cheeks smiled: "rou'er, may you have a good dream tonight."

"That's for sure." Mu rou'er smiled sweetly. "Be careful on the road."

"HMM." Li Qing gently nodded his head, and mu rouer slowly brought the door in front of him.

Li Qing went backward along the steps, looked up at the stars and breathed a sigh of relief.

He could knock on the door without scruples, walk in briskly and hold the woman tightly in his arms. However, today, even though there is only one door between them, there is still a huge gap between them.

Li Qing doesn't believe that mu rouer can really put down this relationship. She just picked up another mask.

Standing outside the door for a moment, Li Qing turned and walked slowly along the sidewalk.

When I reached the intersection ahead, I heard the sound of a car whistle.

Li Qing looked in the direction of the voice, and couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth. He approached the car on the street, opened the door and sat on it.

"Waiting so long?" Li Qing asked with a smile, staring at Xie Zhongbo.

Xie Zhongbo replied lightly, "if you don't come out after ten o'clock, I'll go back."

"Yes." Li Qing replied in a low voice.

The car started slowly. Xie Zhongbo looked out of the window and immediately took back his eyes: "brother, you could have stayed."

Seeing that Li Qing didn't speak, Xie Zhongbo said again: "I really don't want to see you and sister rouer become like this today. Since I was a child, I think you two are a good match. There can never be any power to separate you two. I didn't expect..."

Xie Zhongbo glanced at Li Qing and saw that he was still silent. He had to ask helplessly, "brother, where can I take you?"

"Go back to Gangbei commercial building." Li Qing finally opened his mouth. Lin Qiuqiu is still working overtime day and night. He is not in the mood to go home and sleep soundly.

Knowing that Li Qing was still thinking about another woman, Xie Zhongbo nodded his head and told the driver

The next day was Saturday. Because the equity transfer plan was being implemented in full swing, Li Qing was not free for half a minute. While helping Lin Qiuqiu coordinate the internal affairs of the group, he also had to deal with a large number of reporters who came to hear the news, which can be called the busiest period of time in his life.

It was not until three o'clock in the morning on Sunday that everything was finally finished.

After all the staff left, Lin Qiuqiu locked a thick pile of contracts and plans into the office safe, turned his head, rubbed his red eyes and said to Li Qing, "they are very busy, but they let you accompany me for two days."

Li Qing sighed: "there's no way. Who makes my wife the No. 1 figure in the management of Gangbei international."

Lin Qiuqiu went to the sofa and sat down, gently arched into Li Qing's arms: "real big bosses don't have to work overtime. Do you feel particularly aggrieved?"

"If you feel wronged, do you have a reward?" Li Qing looked down at Lin Qiuqiu's pretty face full of tired color and asked with a smile.

Reaching out and fiddling with her hair, Lin Qiuqiu tooted her mouth: "you see, I've been disheartened these two days. I'm like a yellow faced woman. What else do you want to reward me?"

Li Qing smiled, picked up Lin Qiuqiu and walked into the rest room in the office: "we have six hours to sign a formal contract. Let's take this opportunity to make up for our sleep."

Neither of them had time to wash, so they hugged each other on the bed in the lounge and fell asleep.

At seven o'clock on Sunday morning, Li Qing and Lin Qiuqiu, who had just slept for three or four hours, were awakened by the Secretary's bell.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Qi and Mr. Xie have arrived."

"Oh, I see. Take them to the office," said Lin Qiuqiu, reaching out and ringing the bell.

She rolled on the bed and plunged into Li Qing's arms like an ostrich: "how sleepy..."

Li Qing smiled and patted Lin Qiuqiu's smooth back: "take a rest. I'll deal with the two old guys."

After that, Li Qing got up, rubbed her bleary eyes and walked out of the rest room. When he took the materials out of the safe and put them on the table, Qi Yiping and Xie Yunkang walked into the president's office under the guidance of the secretary.

"Here," Li Qing patted on the stack of materials, "it's all here. It's been carefully proofread. You two have a look."

"Ha ha ha, nephew, you've worked hard these days!" Xie Yunkang came over with a smile and gave Li Qing a bear hug. "After today's work, you can rest a few more days."

Li Qing snorted dully. He was angry when he saw Xie Yunkang's red face. Xie Zhongbo has made a lot of efforts these days, but what about the old fox in front of him? Patronized and ran out to play, as if the affairs of Gangbei international had little to do with him. Now that all the dust has settled, he hurried back to harvest the fruits of victory and pick up ready-made bargains.

Qi Yiping sat down at his desk, picked up the contract and turned it page by page. He read it very carefully and said nothing from beginning to end.

"You two watch first and we'll discuss later," Li Qing said in a deep voice. "I'll wash my face first."

"OK, OK." Xie Yunkang waved his hand again and again. "I'm a hundred assured that you work with Qiuqiu."

Li Qing went to wash hastily and came back to have a detailed discussion with Qi Yiping and Xie Yunkang for a while. Lin Qiuqiu, who spent light makeup, came late.

The Secretary bought breakfast. Several people talked while eating. It was half past eight unknowingly.

"Several contractors have arrived." Secretary Zhang walked into the office and warned carefully.

Xie Yunkang closed the document in his hand and said with a smile, "let's go and have a look."

"OK." Li Qing nodded.

Several people got up and went to the reception room. Li Qing was surprised to find that the first guy to come was fat Qian Liming.

"Ha ha, big brother." Qian Liming came up and grabbed Li Qing's hand, and a flower seemed to bloom on his fat cheek. "Our two families have never had any intersection in business, but it will be different from today. We can be regarded as partners."

Qian Liming wanted to hold Qi Yiping's hand again. As a result, the latter snorted coldly, didn't look at him, and passed by directly.

When Qian liming was stunned, Xie Yunkang greeted him with a smile: "you are the little fat man of the Qian family."

"Ah, Mr. Xie, honor, honor." the two hands held together. Li Qing looked at Xie Yunkang and Qian liming, and suddenly began to doubt whether the two would have any blood relationship

The signing ceremony for the equity transfer of Gangbei international officially began at 9 a.m. even though the incident caused a thrill in Hong Kong and the media reported it one after another, the whole process seemed calm for Li Qing, who had been paving the way for a long time.

After signing the contract, there was a press conference. Li Qing pushed all the next things to Qi Yiping and Xie Yunkang, while he hurried out with Lin Qiuqiu. After the storm was settled, they went back to Li's residence to sleep. They didn't even attend the celebration banquet that night. Perhaps at the moment, many people are still enjoying the short pleasure after dividing the big cake of harbor north bay. The absence of these two big figures in the event center does not seem to attract too much attention from others.

Newspapers are flying like snowflakes, and the news is also bombarded in a timely manner. Various economists are on the stage and begin to analyze the great changes in the economic situation near Hong Kong caused by the equity cooperation of Hong Kong Beiwan.

In a word, the whole harbor was in the carnival of public opinion, which lasted until noon on Monday.

At 12:00 noon on Monday, the press conference broadcast throughout Hong Kong was held in the press conference hall of the government of the chief executive of Lingang. At the meeting, the news of the assassination and death of Zhou Wenhao, the seventh director of the supervision department of Lingang.

After a short delay, the port public opinion, which was just in the midst of carnival, suddenly broke into the freezing point from boiling. This was followed by a sharp fall in share prices, a sharp rise in gold and silver prices, and a rapid devaluation of banknotes, which led to a rapid decline in the economy of Hong Kong and many people lost their jobs.

The assassination of an inspector general led to a local short-term economic crisis, which is enough to go down in history.

Three days later, Lingang SAR held a farewell ceremony for Zhou Wenhao's body. The chief executive of Lingang delivered a speech in person, and then airlifted the body back to Yanjing for burial.

As a business representative, Li Qing was invited to attend Zhou Wenhao's memorial service. He looked around at the body farewell ceremony, but he didn't see Qiao Xue alone.

"Where has this woman gone?" Li Qing thought to herself.

For a week in a row, all entertainment venues were closed, and every household hung white lanterns to mourn the dead. The whole port seemed to be shrouded in gray, full of the taste of killing in late autumn.

At the same time, the goal of quickly arresting the real murderer and maintaining port stability was clearly put on the agenda. In view of the tense relationship between the Qi family and the port supervision office before that, it has undoubtedly become the target of public criticism. Although there is no clear evidence, most people in Lingang fully believe that in the whole Lingang, except for the three families, no force can openly provoke the Lingang inspector's office or even assassinate Zhou Wenhao.

A small number of radical elements demonstrated outside the Qijia residence, even once attacked the Qijia residence, and fierce conflicts broke out with the Qijia bodyguards.

Li Xie and his family wisely kept silent at this time and chose to sit on the sidelines. Qi Yiping, the head of the whole family, was in a mess every day and couldn't even sleep safely. The old man in his sixties is suffering from severe insomnia. He needs drugs every night to take a nap. But even so, he often woke up from his dream and scared himself into a cold sweat.

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