Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

There were footsteps outside the door, and Qin Jue opened his eyes.

She glanced at the electronic clock, it was seven forty-five.

The footsteps are slow, but the footsteps are not heavy, indicating that the weight is very light; the sound interval is not large, that is, the stride is small, and the height is short; the pace is not paused, and the target direction is clear...

It is Jiang Qiuyue.

Instinctively judging the basic information of the person, Qin Jue stood up.

Since the police said they would pick up the plane, it is very likely that Jiang Qiuyue had seen Qin Jingsheng's body at the funeral home.

Qin Jue had a hint of apprehension and curiosity.

She wanted to know what Jiang Qiuyue would look like in the face of her husband's death.

The door opened.

"…mom."

Qin Jue stood outside the bedroom and overcame a subtle mentality before calling out.

The woman stood at the entrance and lowered her head to change her shoes. She heard that and raised her head.

She is just 1.60 meters tall, wearing professional attire and a woolen coat, even though her face is plain and haggard, she can still see the charm of a mature woman.

Qin Jue was a little dazed.

She hadn't seen her for too long.

"Ajue."

Jiang Qiuyue called Qin Jue's name, and her numb eyes became brighter.

"Well, I'm here."

Qin Jue was a little dazed, but he quickly regained his composure and stepped forward.

Jiang Qiuyue changed her slippers and touched her face, but she comforted her first:

"Don't be afraid, the wicked will definitely be found by the police. Mom is here."

"The wicked?" Qin Jue didn't hide from her hand, but there was no other reaction.

"Yes. Your dad is just confused. He answered a phone call. There, it's a pyramid scheme. Tell him that there is a big money-making project, and he believes it."

Jiang Qiuyue's shoulders slackened, her expression tired.

"Don't blame him for being too stupid. He is too family-oriented. Ever since the company's accident, he has always felt sorry for our mothers. If he wasn't in a hurry to make money, he wouldn't be so impulsive."

Ah, here we come.

This familiar feeling of suffocation.

Qin Jue's apprehension disappeared, she showed a faint smile: "Yes, I know."

"Mom has asked, the funeral home has preparations for this." Jiang Qiuyue sighed, "Your dad... It's not good to stay there, so let's cremate it as soon as possible."

"What about the funeral?" Qin Jue asked.

Jiang Qiuyue was trapped in her own thoughts, and she was not surprised by Qin Jue's calm reaction.

However, she was like this before. She gave the best material, but she never understood what kind of life her children lived and what kind of temperament. Seemingly close, in fact, the estrangement is very deep.

"It's easy."

Jiang Qiuyue's voice was as thin as a dead leaf, "I ran away from my hometown in Gui Province, and I haven't been in touch for so many years. He went south to start a business in his early years, and he broke up with his relatives for many years. already."

"Um."

Qin Jue nodded.

Since she was a child, she knew that she had no relatives, and every time she was on New Year's Day, there were only two parents by her side.

As for friends, Qin Jingsheng originally had some friends when the company was still in existence. There were friends who really knew each other and friends. After bankruptcy, the latter didn't come to him. Because of his face, he couldn't pass the threshold of being raised by his daughter-in-law. Take the initiative to distance yourself from long-term friends.

Not to mention Jiang Qiuyue, she used to be a full-time wife, but in order to support her family, she became a workaholic outside, and she didn't have time to chat or go shopping with the neighbors in the community. The interpersonal circle outside of work was pitifully narrow.

"Can you take a break and have something to eat first?"

Qin Jue rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go to the kitchen.

"You, what are you doing at the place where a woman stays as a man?" Jiang Qiuyue showed a tired smile, stretched out her hand and carefully stretched Qin Jue's sleeves.

"It's enough to have this heart. Wait, Mom will cook."

Qin Jue lowered his eyes and remained silent, before replying "Okay" after a long while.

The next time passed quickly in depression. Jiang Qiuyue seemed to become numb and calm after the extreme grief. After the rest, she took Qin Jue to the funeral home, held a very small funeral, and witnessed Qin Jingsheng's body. Sent to the crematorium, the ashes were packed into a dark square box.

After the promulgation of the new policy more than 20 years ago, all the deceased will be cremated, and the urns will be sealed in the local cemetery. Basic information such as the name and identity of the deceased.

Each small tomb with urns is equipped with a miniature camera. Relatives of the deceased can see at any time through the application developed by the state. Even if they are far apart, they can talk to their deceased relatives through the screen when they miss .

It is said that the new policy was met with strong resistance when it was first implemented, but in the past few decades, the problem of land occupation for tombs has been effectively solved, and traditional worship activities such as burning paper money have been avoided, and environmental pollution has been reduced to a certain extent. The convenience of online grave-sweeping for relatives and children in other places has many benefits in the long run.

Qin Jue knew in his heart that Jiang Qiuyue had also been tired over the years.

She is bound by her own ideas, and she is infinitely tolerant of her decadent husband at home. Her former love and family have long since been worn down a little by life. Now that he is dead, she does not have too much sadness, and even has a slight relief. sense.

Qin Jue analyzed Jiang Qiuyue's psychology, and slowly, the corner of her mouth sank slightly.

The reason why Jiang Qiuyue is like this is not because she thinks she still has a son.

Her husband is gone, and her son is the pillar and support of her belief.

When they returned home, even though Jiang Qiuyue was in poor condition and exhausted, she still went into the kitchen and cooked dinner for Qin Jue.

The dinner was vegan, and there was no meat. After Qin Jue's genetic optimization, he had a huge demand for energy. He ate two or three bowls of rice. Jiang Qiuyue looked at it with relief and joy, as if he was recording a boy with his eyes. The process of growing into a strong man.

After the meal, Jiang Qiuyue did not let Qin Jue go into the kitchen to wash the dishes as usual. She has been a pet to her son since childhood. Qin Jue has never done housework at home. Before eating in the cafeteria in junior high school, she didn't even bring a plate. Handed over the bowls and chopsticks, not even skilled in serving rice.

From Jiang Qiuyue's point of view, these are all women's jobs and their duties. Her son is going to do big things in the future, how can a manly man make trouble with these small noses and small eyes, and lose face.

Qin Jue was like any spoiled son, leaning on the sofa and playing with his cell phone, listening to the sound of his mother washing dishes from the kitchen.

Doorbell rang.

Qin Jue got up and opened the door. The person who came was Officer Li, who had a relationship with each other.

He very responsibly informed the family members of the two deceased people about the whole accident. The call Qin Jingsheng received was indeed from a certain pyramid selling organization. Unfortunately, he was deceived and fell off a cliff while driving to his death due to his eagerness. The police have tracked down the pyramid selling organization, which is small in scale and relatively short-lived, and can be arrested in a few days.

As for the Lurui 37, it has been verified that because the network hardware in the car has not been overhauled for many years, the system has not been updated for a long time, and the version is old.

The police expressed their deep regret for what happened to the deceased. At the same time, because Qin Jue provided key clues for the investigation of the case, they also gave her additional credit points and awards.

The truth is revealed, and the dust settles.

Officer Li finally said that the MLM organization would promptly notify the family of the deceased when they were caught, but Jiang Qiuyue and Qin Jue did not respond eagerly.

"Student Qin."

Before leaving, Officer Li glanced at her and silently lip-mouthed: Evidence of domestic violence.

Qin Jue was slightly startled and nodded.

This man looks inhumane, but he really cares about serving the people, never letting go of any criminals. He is a good policeman.

It just so happened that with this little episode, her next behavior was more logical. Even if she was discovered in the future, the cause and effect would make sense.

Qin Jue thought about every step: she went back to the room and pulled out a cardboard box from a very remote corner. Inside the box was a camera the size of a palm, because it had only been used once, even though a thick layer of dust had fallen on the surface. , functions and stored content are still intact.

She wiped off the dust, connected it to the power supply, and waited for the battery to be fully charged.

This is the prize she won in the National English Speech Contest for Middle School Students in the third year of junior high school.

That day, Qin Jue secretly hid the camera behind the heavy teaching and supplementary books stacked on the desk, wanting to surprise Jiang Qiuyue, lead her to find the camera, and then tell her that she won the award and was the first. As a result, not long after ordering the video, Qin Jingsheng, who was suddenly drunk and crazy, slammed open her bedroom door, dragged her out, and dragged her into the study, beating her hard.

When he hit her, Jiang Qiuyue came back, but did nothing but watch.

Qin Jue still remembers that look.

At that time, she thought that her mother didn't know that she was being abused. She was worried about Jiang Qiuyue's hard work and felt sorry for her sacrifice for her family, so she always endured it, even if it hurt to death, when Jiang Qiuyue knocked on her door Pretend to be easy to read.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiuyue always knew about it, but she just pretended not to see it.

At that time, she was standing by the door of the study, with half of her face exposed in the gap. Qin Jue first blamed himself in the pain, but his mother found out, worried, and endless grievances flooded up, wanting to open his mouth to call for help.

Jiang Qiuyue met her pleading gaze, but shook her head and stepped back.

Qin Jue knew from that moment that she was the only victim in the whole family.

And this victim, under such torture, became the perpetrator of others.

Jiang Qiuyue knew that Qin Jingsheng was using her children to pour out violence without her knowledge, but how could she take the initiative to hurt her husband's face? As long as the family was calm and peaceful on the surface, harmonious and happy, and life was decent, that would be enough.

Qin Jingsheng had enough fights and told Qin Jue to go back. She limped on one leg, and moved in small steps, each step tearing at the flesh and blood that was still lingering in pain, but she did not dare to slow down.

She went back to her room, and Jiang Qiuyue pretended she just came back after nearly ten minutes. Qin Jingsheng was a good-looking person in front of her, always filled with a man's frustration and guilt for his wife.

Qin Jue sat on the bed, and after a few minutes, Jiang Qiuyue knocked on the door lightly, bringing a small medical box and those medicines.

She carefully closed the bedroom door, and while wiping Qin Jue's wound, she comforted her in a soft voice, but she never said a word to Qin Jingsheng.

"Son, don't blame your dad. He is under too much pressure. A man's career is very important. Your dad has faced a lot of pain in places you don't know about. You have to be more considerate of him, okay?"

Fifteen-year-old Qin Jue pursed his lips tightly, looked at her, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Mom, you saw him hitting me." Her voice was shaking.

Jiang Qiuyue rubbed her hand with the medicine, and coaxed her in a good voice: "My son is good, your father is in a bad mood, boys must be strong, which boy hasn't been beaten at home, right? Your dad He loves you very much, but he just can't pull his face down, he doesn't know how to talk to you, he cares about you, you have to understand him..."

What my father does is right. He has difficulties and unspeakable secrets. He sacrificed too much for this family. As a child, he must be considerate, understand, and respect.

The same words came into her ears over and over again.

The light in Qin Jue's eyes dimmed little by little.

Jiang Qiuyue finished rubbing the medicine for her, and then gave her a few unlabeled medicines, telling her to get injections on time.

The camera placed behind the desk faithfully recorded all this, but Qin Jue had forgotten about it at that time, and when he noticed it again, the camera had automatically shut down due to the lack of power.

Qin never wanted to recall that desperate experience, and he didn't want to see it again, so he put it in a cardboard box and kept it for a few years.

Now, she's going to use it again.