Ning Zijin closed her eyes and listened to the familiar melody of the song, and those old memories from college suddenly surfaced in her mind, the smiling faces that crossed her memory as if they were still like yesterday. And that teenager, always warm and soft looking. The sunlight sprinkled on the side of his face, his fingers danced deftly on the keyboard, bringing out a string of smooth notes.
'Gu Chen.' she mumbled in her mind, are you okay?
'Eh? What did you say?' Qu Zhiran didn't hear what she said, and seeing that Ning Zijin didn't want to repeat it, he said to himself, 'This is one of my favorite piano pieces, clean, pure, romantic. It's also very unreal. Are you listening to me?'
Realizing that he was being ignored, Qu Zhiran's face slowly darkened.
After Ning Zijin had the hindsight to realize that she had offended Big boss, she finally chimed in, 'This is also one of my favorite tunes.'
The car came to a stop, and Ning Zijin opened the door, and just as she was about to stretch her foot out, a sharp pain shot through her ankle again. She carefully lifted her trouser leg, and her ankle was already red and swollen.
'You broke your foot, don't try to be brave. I'll carry you.' Qu Zhiran leaned down and picked her up, walking step by step to the living room.
After placing Ning Zijin on the sofa, he dialed the family doctor's number and then took some red potion from the spare medicine box. Ten minutes later, the doorbell in the living room rang.
'Mr Qu, Miss Ning didn't hurt any bones, she just needs to rest for a few days and can't walk around.' After the doctor helped her, he brought him the medicine and left after barking a few words.
'With such a big incident today, the firm is probably very busy and chaotic, so you should hurry back.' Ning Zijin turned on the TV, and after watching a TV series for a while in boredom, she found Qu Zhiran still sitting on the sofa playing with his phone, and couldn't help but remind him.
'I'm going, what about you?' Qu Zhiran didn't lift his head.
The slender fingers kept sliding the screen, 'There's nothing I need to deal with, you're injured and can't move. A lot of things are inconvenient, I'll accompany you.'
'I'm really fine.' Ning Zijin shook her head, 'Never mind, help me get the computer into my room, and the two folders on the bedside table, and the neutral pen, my notebook.'
As Qu Zhiran put the things beside her and was about to sit down, she looked at the man and couldn't help but say, 'You go take a look. If there's any work or anything, it's fine to come back and do it. But you still need to go appease them.'
The man's attention finally moved away from his mobile phone, he looked at her, hesitated for five seconds, and still nodded.
After Qu Zhiran closed the door behind him, Ning Zijin's heart suddenly had a vague sense of foreboding. She rubbed her temples and picked herself up to continue analyzing the case in hand.
When Qu Zhiran walked to the lawyer's office, the crowd was talking.
A few people who were injured in today's accident have already taken leave to rest. Xiao Zhou had already recruited all the employees who were on duty into the conference room, and after he briefly consoled them and listened to the crowd's views on the incident, he adjourned the meeting.
He noticed that Li Yiru, who was not physically injured, was also absent and had not taken leave.
After two days like this, Qu Zhiran went back to the office to make his rounds as usual. Just that day, two slightly larger cases came. Several competent lawyers leave. The other lawyers had more or less some work in hand. We discussed half a day. Qu Zhiran accepted one, the other handed over to a woman who looked very quiet.
After clearing up the case, Qu Zhiran realized that it was getting late. With Ning Zijin on his mind, he packed up his papers and prepared to go home. As he walked into the car park, somehow Qu Zhiran's heart thumped and started beating hard.
He made a smooth call home and exchanged pleasantries with his parents. Realizing that nothing had happened to his loved ones to be a little more at ease, his heart was always on edge.
Qu Zhiran parked his car in a space on the side of the road and casually dialed home, but it was busy. He dialed Ning Zijin's mobile phone again, and there was no answer.
Instantly, Qu Zhiran's heart sank hard. He stepped on the accelerator and flew towards his home.
The door was open, information was spilled all over the floor, and the carpet had vague traces of a struggle.
Qu Zhiran took a step to where the sofa was. This morning, he had helped Ning Zijin sit on the sofa, and that spot was still collapsed. It's a sign that the person has just left.
Qu Zhiran dialed the police while sitting on the sofa, his fingers in his hair, indescribably hurried and worried.
Ning Zijin, in the end, provoked what people, why did they take her, and how did they know the address?
How is she now?
Ten minutes later, a ringing sound from under the couch. He reached out and took the thing out. It was Ning Zijin's mobile phone, the alarm set on it had gone off. He switched off the ringer and realized that it was on the recording screen, and that it had just been saved to an audio clip that was about 60 minutes long.
Switching on his computer, he pressed play on the audio, and he put on his headphones.
There was a busy tone at first, followed by a knock on the door if anything.
'Qu Zhiran. By the time you hear this, it's almost like I'm going to be kidnapped.' Ning Zijin's voice suddenly came to mind at this time, 'This is not an ordinary civil dispute, or economic dispute. As such, these so-called union people definitely won't follow the usual routine either.'
The knocking on the door grew louder, and Ning Zijin's pace of speech also sped up, 'These union people are just fronts, they're just guns thrown by another company in order to delay the aquatic company's IPO, and to put it bluntly, this is nothing more than a purely business game. And business people are the most unscrupulous.'
'Time is running out, I don't know what I can get out of these people. I've got a micro-locator on me, I hope you can find it.'
This was followed by the sound of a mobile phone being thrown to the ground, and the sound of a door being opened.
'Miss Ning, come with us.' Qu Zhiran's eyes suddenly darkened. He remembered this voice, the doorway of the law firm during the day. That person had a very distinctive face, very memorable.
'Who are you guys, how dare you trespass? Aren't you afraid of going to jail?'
'Ms Ning, take it easy.' The man buzzed and laughed, 'Miss Ning is a lawyer, of course she knows the law better than us. We don't dare to break the law either, all we want is the word 'justice'. Since you don't intend to return justice to us, we can't follow common sense.'
'I'd like to ask Ms Ning to come with us.'
'My feet are injured, I can't walk. You guys tell me where to go, I'll go outside and take a taxi.' Ning Zijin's voice was extraordinarily calm.
'To take you to a happy place, of course.' The man's voice was getting closer to the sofa, 'Your enterprise has invited Miss to have a cup of afternoon tea at the Junyi Bar and stay there for another night. I'm sure Miss Ning won't mind, right?'
Qu Zhiran's hand couldn't help but squeeze the cup tighter.