deep sin

Chapter 398 Changes
When Kong Chengli said this, An Changpu and Qin Ruonan walked into the office by themselves without waiting for his invitation. This office is not big in the first place. Although Kong Chengli's voice is not too loud, he is still moderate Absolutely, in such a strong smell of smoke, Qin Ruonan could still smell the smell of alcohol. She couldn't help but glanced at the computer monitor, and found that there was a stand-alone poker game playing on it.

Regardless of how resolute Kong Chengli's refusal attitude was, the sentence "Win the king and lose the bandit" that he blurted out before showing that he and Jiang Yan were too different in level has clearly revealed his inner emotions. It seems that he and Jiang Yan Although it was a colleague in the same office in the same department in the past, the impression of that former colleague is far worse than ordinary bad.

"You misunderstood. We did investigate Jiang Yan when we came to Z University, but this time we came to you, the main purpose is really not for her." attitude, calmly said to him.

When he made such a statement, Kong Chengli was stunned. He looked at An Changpu suspiciously, then at Qin Ruonan, and waved his hand reluctantly: "Close the door, the cold wind is coming in." !"

Although the temperature in the corridor is not lower than that in the office, and even though closing the door means that the smell of smoke in this room will become stronger than it is now, but now he is in Kong Chengli's office, and he is a well-recognized With a bad temper, Qin Ruonan reluctantly turned around and closed the office door in order not to add unnecessary difficulty to their work.

"Sit down, talk to me if you have anything to say." Kong Chengli turned off the game on the computer, extinguished the almost burnt cigarette butt in the ashtray, then picked up the cigarette case from the table casually, and shook out a cigarette. Cigarette, I don’t know if it was out of politeness or because An Changpu stated that the main purpose of coming this time was not to ask about Jiang Yan, so his mood improved, and he handed the cigarette to An Changpu, "Smoking? "

An Changpu quickly declined, saying that he did not smoke, and Kong Chengli was not polite to him. Seeing that he did not smoke, he immediately put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and took a deep breath. The green smoke came from his nostrils. After spraying it out, Qin Ruonan looked at the ashtray on the table and his two fingers that had turned yellow from the smoke, not knowing what to think.

As soon as she entered the door, besides being choked by the strong smell of smoke, she also noticed that there were many calligraphy works hanging on the wall in this small office. I still feel that those calligraphy works are very vigorous and beautiful, and the names of those calligraphy works are all Kong Chengli himself, and they are also stamped with a big red square seal. Qin Ruonan is probably not able to describe this haggard middle-aged man in front of him, who smells of alcohol and keeps puffing clouds, and the kind of talented The images are associated together.

An Changpu quietly helped Qin Ruonan brush the cigarette ash on the sofa to one side, and he didn't care too much and sat down on the side of the double sofa that was closer to Kong Chengli's desk. Qin Ruonan sat on the other side, although he still couldn't avoid Kong Chengli The air pollution caused by spraying clouds and fog can still be alleviated a little compared to the direct face-to-face distance.

"We came today mainly to learn about a smashing incident that happened on the campus of Z University." An Changpu said to Kong Chengli after he sat down, "The previous Section Chief Ji Chengji of the Personnel Department, his car was in the middle of the day. At that time, I was parked in the staff parking lot of Z University and was smashed by a group of people, is there such a thing?"

"Oh, what are you talking about!" Kong Chengli relaxed a little after hearing An Changpu's words, and replied almost without recalling, "That's right, there is such a thing, What are you asking about this?"

"For work, I want to know about the situation at that time." An Changpu replied lightly.

Kong Chengli touched his nose and adjusted his facial expression. After a short period of relaxation, he seemed to realize how obvious his initial overreaction was. It has to be a little unnatural.

"That matter, I think it should be a personal grievance. Who knows who Ji Cheng has provoked before, and was hated by them." He said while smoking, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, not looking at An Chang. Pu or Qin Ruonan.

"Why do you say that? Did Ji Cheng mention something to you?"

"That's not true. He likes to save face and likes to put on airs. What can he say to me?" Kong Chengli snorted, "In the eyes of others, I'm the kind of character who just waits to die because of his age. Even if there is really something, he can't tell me, but I'll leave the words here, just like Ji Cheng's snobbish, double-faced, three-faced, people who like to pretend to be powerful, like a pug in front of the leader, and a stinky uncle in front of others , if he does not offend a lot of people outside, I will take his last name!"

"At that time his car was smashed badly, right? Didn't the person who smashed the car catch up later? How did the school handle this matter?" Qin Ruonan asked.

"Seriously! It's probably more cost-effective to drag and sell the scrap iron directly than to send it to the garage for repair." When Kong Chengli said this, he didn't have the slightest sympathy, and he was completely gloating. It’s not you who are the police. If you encounter this kind of thing, you can stop it. If you can catch it on the spot, you can catch it. If you can’t catch it, it’s out of our control. If someone gets smashed, you don’t plan to call the police. It’s a loss anyway. It’s not on our heads, it’s nothing more than an increase in school patrols during the day, and installing a few more monitors in the parking lot or something.”

An Changpu nodded after listening, and suddenly asked again: "Speaking of which, that incident seems to have happened more than a year ago, right? Why do you remember it so clearly?"

"If you do my current job every day, you can still remember something exciting happened." Kong Chengli's tone was still full of resentment, but there was a touch of loneliness mixed in his words, "every day Apart from wandering around the school a few times, I have nothing to do. No one cares whether I go to the meeting or not. I will always assist in any work. Basically, I just hang out here every day and wait to die. Everyone knows , I'm the kind of person who doesn't like the leader, because I don't want to join forces, so even if I did a good job in the Youth League Committee, I will be 'delegated' to the security office! What kind of relationship do people have with me! Dissatisfied with the leader, disliked by the leader, and affecting the future, it is not worth it! People, isn’t that what it is! What kind of relationship, what kind of friendship, is not worth a dime! It’s nothing more than mutual use, you treat me Useful, you are my friend, you are a good person, one day you will be useless, just a pair of ashes, let alone talk to you, no one will even look at you!"

Qin Ruonan looked at An Changpu and didn't know how to react. What Kong Chengli said just now was an answer to An Changpu's question before, but he went off topic while talking, and began to curse others for their disrespect. His indifference and indifference to human relations and other things come from it.No wonder when they got to know Kong Chengli from the side, many people said that he not only had a weird personality, but also had a dark heart, always carrying negative emotions. Now that he had just said a few words, Qin Ruonan already had a similar Touched.

It seems that, from a youth league committee cadre with a bright future, according to his own description, he was "delegated" to the security office that no one expected. This period of work experience has had a considerable impact on Kong Chengli's psychology.

Qin Ruonan looked at the calligraphy works on the walls around him again, and tried to change the subject to change the atmosphere of the conversation so that Kong Chengli wouldn't get too excited. Once the topic finally touches on Jiang Yan, he would immediately jump into a rage and act excitedly. reaction.

"Are these words all your works? They are so well written, you must have spent a lot of effort on them?" She pointed to the words on the wall and asked Kong Chengli, but she didn't mean to flatter. Objectively speaking, Kong Chengli The words are indeed beautifully written.

In fact, not only that, Qin Ruonan also noticed that there was a glass photo frame in the corner of Kong Chengli's desk, and there was a photo embedded in it. In the photo was Kong Chengli, who looked 20 years younger, and beside him stood a handsome tall man. A girl, holding a little girl who looked two or three years old in her arms, all three of them had satisfied smiles on their faces.In that photo, Kong Chengli's face has no traces of age, and he is much thinner than now, but he is radiant and full of vitality. He is a gentle and energetic young man, and the middle-aged man in front of him, Apart from the faint resemblance of the facial features to the person in the photo, the spirit has long been exhausted. The whole person is not only older than his actual age, but also looks sluggish, with a lingering low air pressure around him .

Being praised for his calligraphy works made Kong Chengli very happy, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, I didn't expect you to understand and appreciate it at such a young age! If you like it, I will write one for you later!"

"If it's convenient, I'm welcome. Although I don't know how to write, it's okay to appreciate it." Qin Ruonan smiled at Kong Chengli. Although she didn't intend to ask Kong Chengli for it, now seeing that he is so excited, But he was too embarrassed to refuse his kindness.

"No problem, I don't have pen, ink and paper in this office, so let's do it later! When I get home and find a time to write for you, tell me in advance what you want to write, if you don't tell me, I will make up your own mind for you Yes, I'll contact you when I'm done writing, and see if it's you to pick it up, or I'll send it to you, it doesn't matter!" Kong Chengli seemed to have not received praise and affirmation from others for a long time, and the excitement was simply overwhelming. Like a child.

After speaking, he looked at his watch and asked An Changpu and Qin Ruonan: "Have you two eaten yet? If not, let's go out and have something to eat together?"

(End of this chapter)