Strongest Worker

Li Qing put on a coat, said goodbye to Lin Qiuqiu in a hurry, and then walked out of Gangbei hospital.

Fang Yong parked the car on the side of the road and opened the door for Li Qing.

"Brother Qing, what's the matter? It's so urgent?"

"Well, it's really a little troublesome." Li Qing got into the car and waited until Fang Yong got into the car from the driver's seat. "That's what happened to the inspector's office in the past two days."

Fang Yong frowned: "I haven't heard the news all the time. You already know?"

"Yes." Li Qing nodded, stared at the sinking night outside the window and slowly opened his mouth, "Zhou Wenhao is dead."

"Ah?" Fang Yong suddenly stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car almost flew out obliquely. When Fang Yong got back to his senses, he stepped on the brake again. With a burst of violent braking sound, he stopped the car dangerously and steadily. He was already sweating all over his face.

Li Qing couldn't help being covered with black lines: "be careful."

"Too... Too shocked." Fang Yong wheezed and gasped, "Zhou Wenhao is dead? Is it true or false?"

Li Qing asked, "can you still drive? Do you want me to come?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Fang Yong waved his hand, restarted the car and drove slowly onto the road. "It's too scary. Who can do such a thing."

"Ha ha, you guess." Li Qing has an unfathomable expression.

Fang Yong opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

Li Qing stared at Fang Yong in surprise: "boy, have you made progress."

"Ha ha." Fang Yong was silent for a while. Tie Qing's face returned to calm and the corners of his mouth gently pulled, "this thing is too sensitive. I'd better not mix it up. Brother Qing, let's talk about something else."

Li Qing smiled: "OK, what do you want to talk about."

"That Li Zhi..." Fang Yong pulled the ending very long, as if he intended to see Li Qing's reaction.

Li Qing was still quite surprised at the topic provoked by the other party: "Li Zhi? What trouble has he caused?"

"Not yet, but if this trend continues, it will definitely be a big mess." Fang Yong turned the steering wheel and then continued, "he hasn't been idle since you were hospitalized. When I met the residence yesterday, I found that there were several new faces at home."

Li Qing immediately understood: "you mean... He's going to start?"

"At present, it's very possible." Fang Yong gently nodded his head. "You've been claiming to be seriously ill for a while. Li Zhi seems to believe it and hasn't done much trouble in secret. I heard from the following people that he is very arrogant in the manor. Now he has some sense of great self-esteem before the repair has been completed by one third."

"Hehe, naive people are really cute." Li Qing looked out of the window at the busy street, some crying and laughing.

"We can't let him go on like this?" Fang Yong glanced at Li Qing. "Do you want to find a chance to beat him?"

Seeing that Li Qing had not spoken for a long time, Fang Yong couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed: "of course, brother Qing, after all, this is your family affair. I mainly tell you the situation and listen to what you mean."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that." Li Qing waved his hand, "I've just been thinking..."

Li Qing paused slightly, then turned his head and asked, "do you think... Is it necessary to leave Li Zhi?"

Fang Yong's face changed for a moment, and his hand on the steering wheel couldn't help trembling: "brother Qing, after all, this is your family business. The situation in the Li family is so complex, i... I'm an outsider."

"Don't you dare say?"

After a moment of silence, Fang Yongcai spoke again: "brother Qing, it's not as good as before. At that time, we were both poor and white. Of course, we could say whatever we wanted to say. But now, I have to worry more. This is not that we are not brave enough, brother, but that once something goes wrong, I really can't bear the responsibility."

"All right." Li Qing certainly understood Fang Yong's pains, so he didn't insist again and again. He put his arm by the window, put his palm against his head and thought quietly for a while.

All kinds of things Li Zhi did made Li Qing intolerable in any way. In particular, he coveted Lin Qiuqiu, which exacerbated Li Qing's killing intention. The reason why he kept his hand in the early years was that Li Jiagang had just experienced the turmoil of Li Yuanwu and couldn't help tossing about. But now after this short rest, Li Qing is confident to set off a second round of clean-up.

Li Qing sighed in her heart and couldn't help thinking of her long dead grandfather Li Qizhi. Before his death, the old man earnestly told Li Qing that he should never kill again in consideration of his flesh and blood. But the old man didn't know that Li Qing was not born to kill, he was just forced to do it.

"Ignore it." Li Qing suddenly opened his mouth, "I'll kill you when I'm fattened."

"HMM." Fang Yong nodded his head gently, and his heart was clear.

The car stopped in front of Yidong building in Wangjun port. Fang Yong said, "I have nothing else to do tonight. I'll wait for you here."

Li Qing looked down at his watch and gently nodded his head: "the time may be a little longer. Go and have fun nearby and call you when I come out."

"Yes."

Li Qing pushed open the door to get off, pulled his clothes, wrapped in the cold sea breeze and walked into Yidong building.

The current time is 6:30 p.m., a little earlier than the official start time of 7:00.

Li Qing stood in the hall, looked around, and then walked to the front desk: "excuse me, Mr. Xie Yunkang has a salon tonight. Is it here?"

"Yes." the receptionist nodded. "Hello, sir. Please show me the invitation."

"I don't have an invitation."

"Sorry, if you don't have an invitation..." the receptionist raised her head and stared at Li Qing. Her sweet smile froze, "you..."

Li Qing made a silent gesture, put his hands on the counter and smiled at the receptionist: "beauty, I don't have an invitation. Can you accommodate me?"

"You..." the receptionist was stunned for a long time before she pulled the corners of her mouth and said carefully, "Hello, Master Li."

"Can I go in?"

"Of course," replied the receptionist without hesitation, "please turn left to the second floor, discussion room 1."

When the voice fell, the front desk lady waved to the security guard guarding the elevator entrance to check the invitation letter and motioned them not to stop.

"Thank you." Li Qing leaned slightly, turned and went upstairs.

When he disappeared at the elevator entrance, the two security guards turned around and looked at the front desk lady with a puzzled face.

"Oh, my God." the front desk lady sat down directly and patted her plump little chest, "Mr. Li, I'm scared to death."

After taking a few breaths, the receptionist picked up the phone on the desk and directly called the manager's office: "Hello, manager, I have something to report."

"What's up?"

"That's right." the receptionist looked around vigilantly, then lowered her voice and said, "a man just came, didn't take the invitation, said he would attend Mr. Xie Yunkang's Salon..."

"You need to report this?" the manager shouted angrily. "Let the security guard take him out."

"No, No." the receptionist shook her head again and again. "I just recognized that this man is the leader of the Li family."

"Who?"

"Li Qing."

The sound of a water cup overturning came from the phone, followed by the manager's urgent voice: "what did you do? Didn't you really ask the security guard to take him out?"

"No, I secretly put him in. That's Mr. Li. Who dares to offend..." the receptionist said low, "now I want to ask you what to do next? Do you need to send a notice?"

"You're stupid. How can we inform you of such a thing? Once something goes wrong, both sides will offend people," said the manager. "We'll treat it as if we don't know. Even if we ask later, we'll pretend we don't know."

"Oh, I see."

"That's it. Call me whenever you have something."

"Yes." the receptionist hung up the phone, raised her head and made a silent gesture to the two confused security guards.

At this time, another man pushed open the revolving door of Yidong building and walked slowly to the front desk.

He was leaning on a cane with a straight back, wearing a plaid coat and a brown hat with wide edges, which covered most of his face.

"Little girl, Xie Yunkang has a salon tonight. Is it held here?"

When the receptionist saw that the visitor was a very old man, her beautiful face was immediately filled with a smile: "Hello, old Sir, please show me the invitation."

"I don't have an invitation, can you let me in?" the old man's voice was a little hoarse, with a deep fatigue in his tone.

The receptionist was stunned: "sorry, if you don't have an invitation, we can't..."

"What are you talking about?" the old man lifted his hat and looked at the girl in front of him carefully. "Think it over before you speak."

"Ah!" the young lady at the front desk looked at her intently. She was so frightened that her face suddenly changed and hurried back half a step. He opened his mouth and could hardly speak.

The two security guards at the entrance of the elevator thought it was the old man who wanted to do it. When they were about to stop it, the receptionist quickly waved her hand to them, and then bowed politely to the old man.

"Sorry, sorry," said the receptionist in a panic, "please turn left and go to the second floor. The salon will be in discussion room 1."

"Thank you." the old man put his hat back on his head, turned around, leaned on a crutch, and slowly took the elevator to leave.

The two security guards couldn't help but wonder more. They couldn't help looking at the man carefully at the moment the old man walked into the elevator. They immediately looked at each other and could see each other's horror.

This seemingly ordinary old man is the owner of Qi family, Qi Yiping!

This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.