Strongest Worker

More than half an hour later, Qian Liming turned back again. He walked into the hall on the first floor and saw Li Qing still sitting in silence in his chair. He asked with a smile, "brother, there are still five or six hours before dawn. Where do you sleep tonight?"

Li Qing glanced up at him and said faintly, "sleep in the room next to you."

"Ha ha, OK, I'm relieved to have you here." Qian Liming smiled and clapped his hands, and then waved to the bodyguard behind him. "You two go back and have a rest. My eldest brother is here. Nothing will happen."

"Yes." the bodyguards nodded and respectfully withdrew.

Qian Liming poured two glasses of red wine, clamped it between the uninjured fingers, turned back and handed Li Qing a cup: "Xiaomei said she was a little tired. She went back to her room to have a rest first."

"HMM." Li Qing took the tall wine glass in his hand and gently nodded his head. "Are you sure you want to close him? This is our only chip now."

"Don't worry, I can't find a safer place than me in the whole Mingtai." Qian Liming took a sip of red wine and patted his chest confidently. "I starved the boy for a few days and consumed his energy. He almost scared me to death these two times, so I have to recover some interest."

Hunger can greatly consume a person's physical strength. Li Qing has no objection that prisoners are a common practice to prevent escape.

"Big brother." Qian Liming pulled a chair close to Li Qing and sat down, "what's the matter with that picture?"

"You say this?" Li Qing turned the photo between his fingers. Seeing Qian Liming's busy nodding his head, he asked low, "don't you think this person is a little familiar?"

"Ah?" Qian Liming scratched his head blankly and stared at the woman in the old photo. "Brother, this woman must be fifty or sixty years old now. How can I recognize it."

Li Qing said, "I'm not saying you know her. I'm asking you, do you think she looks familiar?"

"Er, this..." Qian Liming looked carefully again and took a breath gently. "If you say so, it seems that she really looks familiar. Especially the part of her eyes, it seems that she has seen it somewhere..."

Qian Liming tilted his head, frowned and thought hard: "where have you seen it? I can't remember it at all..."

Li Qing stared at Qian Liming and asked faintly, "do you still have contact with Lisa recently?"

"Ah? Lisa?" Qian Liming looked at Li Qing with confused eyes and couldn't help shaking his head. "The last time she called me to ask for your news, it should be half a month ago. Brother, why did you suddenly mention her?"

"What did he ask?"

"Well... It's what you've been doing recently, whether you're going to get married or not." Qian Liming said with a grin, "Miss Lisa is like a girl's house when she mentioned you. She even softens her language, tut..."

Facing Li Qing's unblinking eyes, Qian Liming stopped suddenly. Then his body trembled fiercely, and a touch of cyan surged on his fat cheek.

Li Qing asked coldly, "like?"

Qian Liming only felt a chill pouring into his heart from the bottom of his feet, his hand trembled slightly, and the wine in the cup shook a little.

"Big... Big brother." Qian Liming wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "no... no such coincidence."

Li Qing asked again, "like?"

Qian Liming's Adam's apple rolled for a while. Due to tension, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "if you say so, it's a bit like..."

As soon as the voice fell, Qian Liming hurriedly added, "it's not so coincidental."

"Lisa showed me a picture of her mother. Although it has been so many years, I am still very impressed." Li Qing stared at the yellow picture in her hand, and a strange color passed through her eyes. "This is indeed Lisa's mother, Mrs. Shen."

"Ah!" Qian Liming suddenly screamed and loosened his hand. The tall red wine glass fell to the ground, smashed with a bang and splashed with wine.

Qian Liming Teng stood up, his body trembled, opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and didn't say a word.

"Lisa Er once mentioned that Mrs. Shen was keen on charity when she was young and often went to the orphanage as a volunteer." Li Qing said slowly with a calm face, "so I can infer that the man should have grown up in the orphanage."

Qian liming was stunned for a long time before he reluctantly smiled: "there's such a coincidence, brother. It's probably just a coincidence. It's not normal that Mrs. Shen happened to have been to this orphanage and that boy also grew up there."

"I hope so." Li Qing sighed gently and stuffed the picture into one of his pockets. His eyes sank slightly and he hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't say what he was most worried about.

After a long silence in the room, Qian Liming asked cautiously, "brother, do you want to tell Miss Lisa about this?"

"Not for the time being." Li Qing waved his hand. "Maybe it's really just a coincidence. There's no need to upset her."

Qian Liming nodded, "OK."

Li Qing nodded, looked at his wrist watch, stood up and walked to the stairs: "it's very late. Go back to your room and have a rest. I have to go to Xingfa island tomorrow."

"Ah?" Qian Liming looked surprised. "Brother, do you want to go?"

"HMM." Li Qing nodded, put one hand on the handrail of the stairs, turned around and said in a deep voice, "Molly is in the other party's hands, I always feel uneasy. Go to find Qian Hanling again and try to find out the other party's news."

Qian Liming hesitated a little and couldn't help asking, "brother, are you a little worried?"

"Yes." Li Qing didn't hide at all, "I'm afraid the person I caught tonight is an abandoned son of the other party..."

At six o'clock the next morning, Li Qing got up early. When he went down the stairs, Qian Liming didn't wake up.

The bodyguard at the door leaned slightly and greeted Li Qing: "good morning, Mr. Li!"

"Morning, when Lao Qian wakes up, tell him for me that I'll go first."

"Yes,"

Li Qing smiled and walked out of the door.

He started the car and drove away from Lushui villa. He bought some breakfast at the breakfast stand on the street. He sat in the car and read the morning paper he had just bought.

Recently, the port has obviously calmed down a lot. There is no other conspicuous news except that Xue Yuexin will hold a concert in North Hong Kong on the 31st of this month. Often at this time, those unscrupulous journalists began to make up some hot headlines to attract people's attention.

Li Qing put down the newspaper, swallowed his breakfast and drove to Qianmen port again.

In the early morning, Qianmen port was shrouded in thin fog. Li Qing stopped his car on the street, rolled down the window and looked out.

After waiting quietly for a moment, Li Qingcai got off and found a fishing boat on the bank.

"Boss." Li Qing stood on the shore and shouted at the middle-aged man who was tidying up his fishing net at the bow of the boat, "are you going to sail soon?"

"Yes, I'm going to sea today." the boss smiled and nodded, "young man, what's the matter with you?"

Li Qing smiled and nodded, "can you send me a paragraph?"

"Oh, it's a tourist." the boss nodded again and again with a suddenly enlightened look. "Yes, my boat often takes people to sea. The charge is also cheap. Just give me a mood price."

Li Qing waved again and again: "no, I'm going to the opposite."

The boat owner looked puzzled: "opposite? Which is opposite?"

Li Qing raised his hand and pointed to Xingfa Island opposite the sea: "I want to go to that island."

The boat owner's face changed slightly and immediately shook his head: "no, it's a private place. We can't go. We'll get into trouble..."

"Really can't go? I can give you more money."

The boat owner continued to shake his head: "it's not enough to add money. The owner of Xingfa island has a big head. We can't afford it."

"All right." Li Qing nodded helplessly, and then asked, "boss, do you have any other ships? I'll pay your rent and I'll do it myself."

"Young man, I told you, why are you so stubborn." the boat owner advised painstakingly, "we ordinary people can't afford to play in places like Xingfa island. I can't remember how many young people like you have seen in recent years..."

He was chatting, and the young man carrying the fishing net came up: "boss, don't you have a small boat? You don't need it anyway. It's good to rent it to him to earn money."

"Fart?" the boat owner turned his head and stared. "That's not meat buns beating dogs. There's no return."

Li Qing smiled: "boss, it's not like I don't pay you."

"Alas, you won't listen anyway." the boss sighed gently, raised his hand and pointed to the shore not far away. "You want a boat. There's one over there. Give me two thousand yuan to take it away. Anyway, I don't want you to pay it back."

Li Qing looked at it with his eyes. He saw that it was a small broken fishing boat, and the iron sheet wrapped around the hull was covered with black rust.

The corners of his mouth gently pulled. Li Qing hesitated for a moment. Then he gently nodded his head: "OK."

Then he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, counted out twenty and handed them to the boat owner: "thank you."

After that, Li Qing turned and walked to the shore, pushed the small fishing boat into the water, took off his shoes, jumped up, picked up the wooden oar and rowed away.

The boss held the two thousand yuan in his hand and watched the boat go away. He couldn't help narrowing his eyes: "the young man looks familiar. Have you seen him in any TV play?"

"Hehe, these little guys who don't know the depth of things have a virtue. Who can tell? Boss, are you ready to sail?" the man smiled, picked up the bucket and walked into the cabin.

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