strictlysupreme Chapter 1264 Yun Rui's sincerity: Can't be stopped
Chapter 1264 Yun Rui's sincerity: Can't be stopped
The humid air from the south seeped into every gap in the Miaoyin Media Building. Qi Ruixiang turned the conference table and his eyes passed over the blue light of the projector and fell on Yan Wanqing who was diagonally opposite.
She was wearing a smoky gray satin suit with a pearl brooch pinned to the second button of her left lapel. She held a fountain pen between her slender fingers and annotated the documents with an almost perfect elegance.
"Director Yan did a great job finishing the Education Department's publicity project." Qi Ruixiang suddenly spoke, pressing the tip of his pen heavily on the table, leaving a tiny dent in the wood grain.
The cool air from the central air conditioner blew past, lifting the strands of hair beside her ears. He caught the moment her eyelashes fluttered - like some precision instrument operating silently.
Yan Wanqing put down her pen and took a sip from the bone china coffee cup. The lipstick marks on the rim of the cup were so light that they were almost invisible. "Mr. Qi, you are too kind. I am just following the procedure."
She turned the handle of the cup, and the metal ring and the ceramic made a faint sound.
"The city has recently been rectifying public security, but recently there have been frequent visits to the company. I don't know if this will affect the progress of implementation."
The conference room fell into a brief silence, with only the hum of the projector. Qi Ruixiang took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped them, the reflection of the lenses blocking the dark tide surging in his eyes.
Late at night three days ago, the brown paper bag that Yang Bin stuffed into him at the dock warehouse was still hidden deep in the safe. On the yellowed copy of the receipt, the blurred date was exactly the week when his mother disappeared.
"This is all I can give you, within my ability and beyond the rules..." He put on his glasses again, and the eyes behind the lenses were like a scalpel tempered with ice...
After the meeting, the floor-to-ceiling windows in the corridor were covered with winding rain marks.
Yan Wanqing caught up with him in her ten-centimeter high heels, the scent of Chanel No. 5 mixed with the smell of rain: "Boss Qi, regarding the project... I still have a few words to say!"
"Director Yan, are you teaching me how to do things?" When Qi Ruixiang turned around, the hem of his suit brushed across her skirt, creating a faint static sound. "Or do you have other thoughts?"
Yan Wanqing's smile remained unchanged, but her fingertips unconsciously stroked the pearl brooch: "Just a reminder to Mr. Qi, the Gangcheng Chamber of Commerce has been very active recently." She deliberately prolonged the tail tone and observed the subtle changes in the other party's pupils. "Some waters may seem calm, but in fact, there are undercurrents."
Qi Ruixiang chuckled, his voice chilled: "Thank you Director Yan for your concern. But compared to the Chamber of Commerce, the movements of some people are more worthy of attention - for example, a group of sows lined up and fell into the ditch."
He turned and walked towards the president's office. The moment the door closed, he heard the crisp sound of a coffee cup tapping on the railing behind him.
Late at night in the office, the desk lamp cast Qi Ruixiang's shadow on the bookcase.
The phone screen flashed blue, and Yang Bin's new message popped up: "There is a breakthrough in the old case file. See you at the same place at ten o'clock tomorrow night."
He quickly deleted the conversation and his eyes fell on the silver photo frame on the top shelf of the bookshelf - his mother's smile was sealed in glass, overlapping with the pearl necklace scattered on the rainy night in his memory.
The sky seemed to sense something and was shedding tears heartbreakingly!
The floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Universal Group headquarters have become a flowing water curtain.
The raindrops on Yan Wanqing's Chanel suit left dark marks on the cashmere carpet.
She looked at Gu Yunqian who was sitting on the leather sofa. The cigar in his hand was emitting wisps of green smoke, outlining a distorted shape under the crystal chandelier.
"Mr. Gu's agarwood smell is still so special." Yan Wanqing sat down elegantly on the single sofa, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the pearl brooch, "Every time I come here, I feel that it can calm my mind."
Gu Yunqian chuckled, and the cigar ash fell into the gold-painted ashtray: "You are so busy, it's rare for you to have time to taste the incense."
He pushed a glass of whiskey over, ice cubes bobbing in the bottom of the glass,
"I heard that Miaoyin Media's educational projects are doing very well?"
"It all depends on the resources support from Mr. Gu." Yan Wanqing took a sip of wine, and the spicy feeling slid down her throat. "If it weren't for Professor Gu's support, we wouldn't be so successful!" She turned the wine glass and observed the changes in the other person's eyes behind the lenses.
Gu Yunqian flicked the ash off his cigarette and said slowly: "Oh? It's raining so hard, and you just came to tell me the good news?" His voice was as calm as water, but like a precise scalpel, it peeled away the surface of the topic.
The sound of rain suddenly became louder, beating on the bulletproof glass like a war drum. Yan Wanqing stared at the wine swaying in the glass, thinking of Qi Ruixiang's cold eyes when he deleted the message: "There are indeed some things that I need Mr. Gu's help and guidance!" She paused, "I just don't know if Mr. Gu..."
"We have known each other for many years. It must be no small matter for you to feel so distant!" Gu Yunqian put down the wine glass, and the metal bottom of the glass collided with the marble table top with a crisp sound, followed by a long blank space!
He didn't say anything, but his pair of penetrating eyes had already taken everything in!
Yan Wanqing's nails dug deeply into her palms, and her expression changed again and again!
"I just want to know one thing. When the storm comes, will you choose to protect me?" She took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart. Every word she spoke was trembling!
Gu Yunqian raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything, even though Yan Wanqing's eyes were red and wet, and she looked weak and about to cry.
Yan Wanqing kept an eye on Gu Yunqian's every move, afraid of missing any details that could save her from danger!
The long silence gradually extinguished the hope in the woman's eyes, and Gu Yunqian knew very well about her situation.
That is their family affair, and it is not right for an outsider like me to get involved!
When Gu Yunqian turned around, he couldn't bear to see Yan Wanqing's look so he could only stand up and make himself look cute. In the end he just took out a cigarette from the drawer.
He took a deep puff, and his brain immediately regained its clarity under the stimulation of nicotine!
"You are a smart person. You should know that if you cross the line and interfere in some things, you will end up making things worse."
His eyes swept over Yan Wanqing's tightly clenched hands, "I will no longer interfere in Miaoyin Media's affairs. Besides, the essence of what happened between you two is not just about the company!"
The air was dead silent, with only the sound of rain and the hum of the central air conditioner.
Yan Wanqing placed the wine glass on the coffee table, stood up and adjusted her skirt: "Don't you know that he will be in pain once the truth comes out!"
"Some things can't be stopped!"
There was helplessness and persuasion in Gu Yunqian's eyes. He knew very well that Qi Ruixiang would only suffer in the end if he plunged into it headfirst.
But he had no right to stop it, nor could he stop it!
At the beginning, the whole family tried their best to stop their younger sister from embarking on the path of revenge for her father, but what was the result?
The feeling of weightlessness when the elevator descended was very similar to Yan Wanqing's shaky mood at the moment.
She stared at herself in the mirror. The pearl brooch glowed coldly in the dim light, but did not reflect a trace of warmth.
The moment the floor number jumped from the top floor to "1", the roar of heavy rain hitting the dome became clearer and clearer, as if the whole world was laughing at her futility.
The revolving door let in a cool breeze. As Yan Wanqing stepped out of the building, fine raindrops entangled her carefully groomed curly hair.
The hem of her black satin skirt was soon stained with dark water marks, and her high heels stepped into the puddles, splashing water that stained her calves.
"Ms. Yan, Mr. Gu has asked for a car to take you there." Lin Junze's voice came from behind, with a cautious tone of inquiry.
She clutched her crocodile leather clutch so tightly that her nails almost dug into the leather. The glass curtain wall reflected the warm yellow light from inside the building, forming a harsh contrast with the cold tones in the rain.