I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

Leng Lan and Song Qingyue put their heads together and looked at the trending searches on Weibo.

Song Qingyue clicked on the picture, and the hand holding the mobile phone shook slightly, almost falling into the vegetable soup.

In the picture, a Bentley was nearly wrecked by a van.

The entire body was cut off at the middle, rubbing all the way to the guardrail on the side of the road. The paint on the black body was severely peeled off, and all the glass was shattered.

The broken glass reflects light in the sun, just like the broken windows of the collapsed buildings on the island, exuding a broken and luxurious taste.

"This? Are you okay?" Her voice trembled slightly.

Leng Lan coughed lightly, "I'm really fine, it happened that no one was in the car at the time."

"What a coincidence?" Song Qingyue was amazed and opened many pictures of the scene taken by passers-by. Indeed, in the picture, Lin Qingqian was standing upright, with two familiar faces and one unfamiliar face beside her.

Bamboo Gong and Jin Shan, and a lady who is still in shock.

It's just that Lin Qingqian's complexion didn't look very good.

"When did she go to Xiangjiang?" Song Qingyue muttered in a low voice, pursing his lips, pouting, poking Lin Qingqian's face with his fingers, very unhappy.

It seems to have lost a lot of weight.

Leng Lan looked at her in confusion, "Don't you know?" She pointed to her mobile phone, "According to Lin's rules, Mr. Xiao Lin's public itinerary can be found, but this itinerary can't be found. There are a lot of conspiracy theories, it is said that Mr. Xiaolin had a secret meeting with the Xie family and was found to be killed by a certain force, all kinds of rumors came, I thought you would know."

Song Qingyue looked through all kinds of rumors that were raging, and shook his head.

"How would I know." She whispered, "Lin Qingqian didn't tell me. Otherwise, why would I develop the habit of watching the news?"

Whether it's TV news or Weibo push, whether it's a forum or a post bar, wherever there is Lin Qingqian's trace, there must be her Song Qingyue's surfing trace.

"It's no way for you to stay frozen like this. It's been several months." Leng Lan looked at Song Qingyue worriedly, "What's the matter, tell us about it."

Song Qingyue shook his head vigorously.

Leng Lan looked at her tentatively, "Then, why don't you call Mr. Xiao Lin to express your condolences? Although he is fine, I guess I was a little scared. Maybe you can make up after just calling?"

Song Qingyue continued to shake his head vigorously.

Leng Lan became anxious, "No, this doesn't work and that doesn't work, what are you going to do!"

Song Qingyue looked confused, and said softly, "I don't know either."

"I'm not ready yet, how to face her."

Leng Lan supported her forehead and sighed, "What if Mr. Xiaolin calls to ask for comfort?"

She saw Song Qingyue's eyes brighten up, with a little expectation, "Of course I have to take it."

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, the phone rang.

Before Song Qingyue could see who the caller was, his hand shook again.

This time the phone really fell into the vegetable soup.

"Ah, did Lin Qingqian call you just now?" Song Qing became more anxious, regardless of the oil in the soup, he directly reached out to fish out the phone from the vegetable soup.

But it has been honorably discontinued.

Leng Lan swallowed her saliva, "I... didn't see it clearly, probably not, after all..."

After all, Kobayashi hasn't called in months.

"What if it is, what if it is!"

Song Qingyue was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. After hesitating for a long time, he plucked up the courage and said to Leng Lan, "Lend me your phone."

Leng Lan's eyes lit up, "You want to call Boss Xiao Lin?"

Song Qingyue hesitated visibly for a while, then nodded firmly, "Yes."

Now that Lin Qingqian had already called, it would be fine if she called again.

Of course, you have to ask Lin Qingqian what happened.

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Listening to the beeping busy tone on the phone, Zhu Gong looked at Lin Qingqian in embarrassment: "Boss Lin, the other side has hung up."

Lin Qingqian looked at the car that was almost broken in two, and her complexion became even darker.

"Keep fighting."

After a few more times, the phone was finally connected, and a man who sounded like a big belly yelled impatiently from the opposite side, "What are you doing! It's lunch break! Who are you!"

Lin Qingqian took the phone and said in a cold tone, "It's me, Lin Qingqian."

"Which Lin... Mr. Lin?" The voice on the other side paused, and then he became sober from a daze, with great sincerity, "Is it Mr. Lin from the Lin family?"

Lin Qingqian said in a sarcasm, "It took three to 10 minutes for the police to call the police for deliberate murder. Zhou Ju's subordinates are very efficient."

"Intentional murder? Who?" Zhou Ju finally came to his senses and let out a sharp cry, "Someone dares to murder you!"

"I'll be there in 10 minutes." Lin Qingqian was too lazy to argue with him, and hung up the phone directly.

She stared at the scene of the car accident in front of her, and finally a thin layer of cold sweat covered her back.

If not for it.

She reached into her neckline and touched the warm jade she had always carried.

It was given to him by the old abbot on Wanfo Mountain.

She thought about it, and most likely it was given to her by Aunt Xie Zeqing through the hand of the old abbot, saying that it could turn bad luck into good fortune and protect her from disaster.

"It's amazing." Lin Qingqian muttered in a low voice, but felt that everything was not a coincidence, nor was it predestined in the dark, but an internal logical chain.

She did not announce her visit this time on the official website, nor did she appear on TV—because she didn't come here to discuss business at all.

This is a private tour.

Zhugong and Jinshan are together.

Turn back the time to a few days ago.

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"When will you get engaged?" Lin Qingqian, wearing a mask, smiled and looked at Zhugong Jinshan who was coming to pick her up.

Zhu Gong skillfully took the bag for her, and with the other hand he still held the Jin Shan wrapped around her body. Hearing this, he blushed slightly and nodded, "I'll get next year anyway."

Mr. Luo is not dead yet, Jin Shan's engagement cannot be canceled casually.

Lin Qingqian looked at Jin Shan jokingly: "What about your marriage contract with Luo Zhu?"

Jin Shan waved her hand boldly, "We are young!"

The meaning behind the words is "Even if we can't afford to offend Mr. Luo, we can afford it!"

Zhu Gong was not very happy when he heard about the engagement, he rested his chin on Jin Shan's shoulder and pressed down hard.

Jinshan's wailing came, "Sister Zhugong, don't you know how sharp your chin is, it hurts!"

Zhu Gong stretched out his hand and pressed her lips hard, then, under Lin Qingqian's complicated expression, he and Jin Shan casually bit their ears.

Even with Lin Qingqian's ear strength, she could only hear a few words.

"Bottom... above... new tricks."

Lin Qingqian silently covered her face.

"Ahem, can you talk about it when you go home?"

Zhu Gong raised his head, blushed, hurriedly pulled Lin Qingqian's suitcase, and walked quickly to her side, "Boss Lin, are you staying at Jin Shan's house or a hotel?"

Jin Shan quit in an instant, and hammered Zhu Gong's shoulder hard, "What is their home? Please explain to me what is their home!"

Her expression was aggrieved, "It's as if you're not here."

Lin Qingqian looked at the flirting two and sighed, "I'm staying in a hotel."

This is a decision that doesn't require many brain cells. After all, Lin Qingqian thinks that she has enough "new tricks" and doesn't need to update her knowledge base, so she doesn't have to rush to eat dog food.

Zhugong pushed away the noisy Jinshan, with a complicated expression on his face, "Boss Lin, I booked a hotel in the old place."

"What old place..." Before Lin Qingqian could react, seeing Zhu Gong's expression, she suddenly understood, fell silent for a while, then nodded, "It's okay, it's none of your business."

"Then I'll take you there?"

"Let's go."

Lin Qingqian walked in front, while Zhu Gong was left behind by Jin Shan's sleeves.

"What old place?" Jin Shan took a box from Zhugong's hand, and asked Zhugong curiously.

"President Lin and Ms. Yue used to live in the suite of the hotel." Zhu Gong looked at Lin Qingqian's lonely back with his pockets in his pockets, feeling a little uncomfortable, "I thought no matter how cold they were, they were at least together."

Jin Shan fell silent, and it took a long time before he could say, "What happened?"

She watched how Song Qingyue chased Lin Qingqian little by little in the Shanghai stock market, and watched their sweet and greasy daily life being caught every day.

She also thought the pair would never be apart.

"Things are people and things are not things." Zhu Gong sighed softly.

The matter on that island was kept at Lin Zhiyin's place, and it was not spread downwards. Even at the level of Zhugong, I only heard a little superficial.

But the consequences of that incident have been shown to everyone.

When the three of them arrived at the hotel, Zhu Gong skillfully packed Lin Qingqian's luggage, picked up clothes and hung them up, and said, "Boss Lin, Jinshan and I live in the villa area not far away. us."

Lin Qingqian waved her hand to signal that she understood, took out a cigarette from her pocket, lit it, leaned against the window, and took a deep breath.

She suddenly heard the rustling of clothes behind her stop, and even the sound of bamboo gongs stopped.

She turned her head and saw two people staring at the cigarette in her hand in surprise.

"Mind? Then I'll kill it." Lin Qing raised an eyebrow slightly.

Zhu Gong hurriedly shook his head, lowered his head, "You can do whatever you want."

Lin Qing smiled, but still extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and said in a light and scary voice, "Don't tell Mom and Qingyue."

Zhu Gong nodded, and sorted it to the bottom of the box, and touched a hard square wrapped in cloth.

It feels like a book, but judging by its size, it should still be a comic book.

"Okay, I have another box." Lin Qingqian patted Zhu Gong's shoulder and said with a smile, "Go and accompany your girlfriend."

Zhu Gong didn't refuse, and nodded, "You can find me if you have anything to do."

She and Jin Shan walked out of the room, Jin Shan looked at Zhu Gong with an extremely unhappy expression.

Zhu Gong took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed Lin Zhiyin's number.

Jin Shan stared at her blankly, "Didn't Mr. Lin say he couldn't tell Mr. Lin?"

The surface of the bamboo cup was full of worry, "So we must tell."

Jin Shan: I seem to have learned something again.

She listened to Zhugong report what she saw and heard to Lin Zhiyin, and the other side was silent for a long time, and finally said softly, "You enlighten her, she is willing to listen to you."

"I'll tell you what happened."

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Lin Qingqian opened her eyes, and after struggling to distinguish that this was the real world, she fell back on the bed in a slump.

She slept on the right side of the queen bed, leaving a large gap for the left side.

Like someone should have been asleep there.

Lin Qingqian pressed her throbbing temples, relieved the severe pain like tearing, sighed, and touched the already wet moisture on the pillow.

She dreamed of Song Qingyue again.

Her chest rose and fell sharply, she took a few deep breaths, and finally felt that she had returned to the world. She picked up her phone and checked the time.

Four in the morning.

She shook her head with a wry smile, remembering that she only fell asleep more than three hours ago.

Unable to fall asleep, she simply got up, opened the curtains, lit a cigarette, and stared at the night in Xiangjiang.

Zhu Gong booked her a high-rise hotel near the sea, and she just stood in front of the window for two hours, watching the sun slowly rise over the sea.

She didn't watch the sunrise much. Last time, she was with Song Qingyue.

She no longer suppressed her longing for people far away in Shanghai, and let the thoughts in her heart grow wildly like weeds.

Zhu Gong's phone followed the seven o'clock alarm clock.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin told me about the situation at that time. I'm at your door now. Let's chat."

Lin Qingqian opened the door for her, Zhu Gong smelled the strong smell of tobacco on Lin Qingqian's body, and instantly frowned.

But as a good assistant, ask what should be asked, and don't ask what should not be asked.

While Lin Qingqian turned her head and went to the bathroom to wash up, she touched the bed.

It was cold under the quilt.

She knew it.

Lin Qingqian simply washed her face, sat on the sofa, warmed a glass of milk for herself, and said to Zhugong with a smile, "I acquiesce that you came here after breakfast, so I don't care about you."

Zhu Gong smiled, looked at Lin Qingqian sipping milk, and said softly, "I told Director Lin."

Lin Qingqian paused, and instantly her lips were stained with white. She looked at Zhu Gong helplessly, "Take my words as wind?"

"I'm not in your charge now." Zhu Gong handed her a napkin, "Besides, Director Lin must know about this."

Lin Qingqian drank the milk in a few sips and knocked on the table, "Tell me, what did Mom ask you to do?"

"Director Lin told me what happened on the island," Zhu Gong looked at her seriously, "Director Lin said, you have made the right choice, so why feel guilty?"

"Really? You think it's correct too?"

Zhu Gong hesitated for a while, then shook his head, "I don't think so."

"Two choices, one is right and the other is wrong, the fool knows the right one, what kind of choice is this? Why do you bother?"

"Only if both are right or both are wrong, such a choice will cause guilt."

Lin Qingqian looked at Zhu Gong's gentle eyebrows and suddenly smiled.

It was that kind of relieved smile, probably because someone finally understood what she was thinking deeply in her heart.

"Then how are you going to persuade me?" She looked at Zhugong with a smile, as usual.

Zhu Gong still shook his head solemnly, "I don't plan to persuade you, I just want to clear the fog in front of you."

She talked and thought about the draft that she had just typed all night: "What do you think this society looks like? Chaos or order?"

"Of course it's chaos." Lin Qingqian didn't hesitate.

"But there are rules in the chaos, right?" Zhu Gong followed her words, "Chaos comes from the unknowability of people's hearts, from the occurrence of small probability events, but rules also exist, some come from laws, Others come from our default public order, good customs, moral ethics, which is the most basic order of society."

Lin Qingqian frowned slightly, "What do you want to say?"

Bamboo Gong still can't change the habit of speaking long and difficult sentences.

"I want to say that people's understanding of society itself is progressive." Zhu Gong looked at her seriously, "When every child is born, their parents will teach them to be honest and trustworthy, but when they grow up, parents will teach them to be honest and trustworthy. And tell them that it’s okay to modify the real situation occasionally for their own benefit. The current situation is nothing more than Miss Yue’s understanding of society is not as good as yours. Why do you take a few steps back to cater to Miss Yue? "

Lin Qingqian stared into Zhu Gong's eyes.

The Lin Qingqian translation machine was launched.

"You want me to blame the damn society, right?"

Zhu Gong smiled slightly, "Why do you call it pushing the pot? That's the truth."

Lin Qingqian shook her head, "I've thought about this level."

"Tell Qingyue: Ah, the world is like this, we have to make a choice, and we have done a good job. This kind of speech may be useful to others, but not to her."

"Qingyue will think: Why is the world like this? Why is it like this? Can we change it?"

"I guess, she would probably say: Then I want to know who made the world like this. If it is because of some law-breaking people, then advise them; if it is because of some powerful groups, then ask the law enforcement The authorities said that they should be sanctioned by law; if it was a natural disaster, they should be cured; if it was a man-made disaster, they should be held accountable; if it was a system problem, they should be reformed or even revolutionized. Instead of succumbing to filth and self-comfort and enjoying themselves.【1】”

Zhu Gong raised his head and looked at the sun rising from the sea in the distance: "It's what Miss Yue's personality would say."

Lin Qingqian said softly: "It's not that she doesn't know what the world is like, it's precisely because she does."

She changed the subject and asked Zhu Gong: "Do you know what romance is?"

Zhu Gong was stunned for a moment, "Rose wine and candlelight dinner? Oh, you shouldn't be talking about this, but romance in a literary sense?"

Lin Qingqian nodded, "Yes, if that's what romance is about, then how could "Journey to the West" be a romantic novel?" She chuckled, "I'm not your professional, see if I understand right."

"Romance is something that comes from a collective trend of thought, something we subconsciously desire to do or accept, but most people don't do it."

"So when the first person puts down his face and kneels to propose, the onlookers think the romance is dead, but when the 1th person does it, it becomes vulgar."

"Because its romance has been discounted, it is no longer something that is difficult for us to do subconsciously. In the same way, Qingyue is also like this."

Zhu Gong was still a little dazed, and he didn't know why he pulled it back.

"Qingyue is a hopeless idealist in my opinion." Lin Qingqian raised her face, "Actually, I said hopeless, just because I can't do that. I can't be so disregarding the interests Do something regardless of the cost.”

"There are not many people who want to change the world, and most of them succumb to this wrong but always like this world."

"Occasionally one appears, I think it's quite happy."

"To change the world, this tm romance is dead." Lin Qingqian looked far away, but slowly clenched her fingers.

"If Qingyue also becomes like me, to be honest, I will feel a little uncomfortable." She clenched her fists, thinking of Song Qingyue's appearance in the original work.

She is still radiant, but she is no longer the Song Qingyue who still has ideals.

Zhu Gong didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only choke out a sentence, "Then you should take good care of your body."

Lin Qingqian smiled and continued to talk nonsense, "Don't worry, I only smoke one occasionally, and I don't drink much."

Zhu Gong didn't believe it at all, and his eyes were fixed, "You stay with us tonight, and I have tidied up the guest room for you, and I will keep an eye on you."

"Not good..." Lin Qingqian subconsciously wanted to escape.

"Boss Lin," Zhu Gong laughed, "You don't want me to report your latest situation to Miss Yue either."

Lin Qingqian stared at her, Zhu Gong stared back without showing any weakness.

Boss Lin is really like a cat whose fur is all blown off.

Zhu Gong and Lin Qingqian were even in the mood to think wildly when they were staring at each other.

"It's up to you," Lin Qingqian waved his hands helplessly after being defeated in the end, "What's your schedule like today?"

Zhu Gong blushed, his tone weakened, a little embarrassed, "Pick the ring."

Lin Qingqian was critically hit by [-] points.

"Then why are you looking for me!" Lin Qing stood up angrily, "Can you just go?!"

Zhu Gong just wanted to say, "No, I just happened to come to talk to you this morning, and I didn't mean to bring you with me."

Suddenly a flash of inspiration came to her mind.

If you kidnap President Lin to pick out a ring, maybe it will be useful?

Zhu Gong cleared his throat, "Boss Lin, this is how it happened,"

"First of all, this is a private trip and we don't plan to bring a driver."

"Secondly, Jin Shan's mother, also drop in with us."

"Third, Jinshan has been very clingy recently, and she will definitely be the co-pilot when I drive, which seriously affects me."

Lin Qingqian's temples twitched.

"Say it directly!"

Zhu Gong smiled innocently, "Boss Lin, we need a driver."

Lin Qingqian almost died suddenly on the spot.

"I, for you, will be the driver?" Mr. Lin was on the verge of breaking out.

Zhu Gong was beating a drum in his heart, and nodded obediently.

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"Where did you go in the morning!" Zhu Gong got out of the car, and was thrown into his arms by the furious Jin Shan.

Zhu Gong pinched her earlobe, "I have something to do."

Jin Shan stared at her, wrinkled her nose, and sniffed and sniffed Zhu Gong.

"It smells like perfume! You don't wear perfume!" Jin Shan's face was so sad and indignant that she seemed to be catching rape.

She broke free from Zhu Gong's arms, pretending to run away, shouting, "I won't go until I explain it clearly!"

Zhu Gong gritted his teeth and hugged him back, "That's not perfume, it's hand sanitizer!"

Jin Shan's expression became more sad and indignant.

"You go to wash your hands elsewhere in the morning!" Jin Shan pinched Zhu Gong's wrist with two fingers, as if that hand was already dirty.She looked at her slender fingers carefully, "What the hell are you doing!"

Lin Qingqian rolled down the car window silently.

"Why, do you want to confiscate the crime tools?"

Jin Shan heard the sound and looked.

Lin Qingqian sat in the driver's seat wearing white gloves.

She showed a "kind" smile at Zhu Gong, "Get in the car."

The author has something to say: Although the big fat chapter is late, it is here!

Don't kids deserve praise! (chest raised)

【1】: (I don't know how to make a note because I forgot where I saw it and couldn't find the source, so I expressed it in my own words, but there should be repeated parts. If anyone knows where it comes from, please let me know!)