Strongest Worker

Li Qing walked out of Gangbei international commercial building.

He sat in the car, stuffed his document bag aside and supported the steering wheel with both hands.

"Li Qing, what happened at the beginning was that we were wrong and we were too selfish. This may be our only chance to remedy..."

Lin Qiuqiu's words echoed in his mind and took a deep breath.

"Mengdie." Li Qing calmed down slowly and whispered to himself, "I will find you and bring you back."

He took out his cell phone and dialed Fang Yong's phone number: "hello? Have you returned to the manor? OK, prepare a helicopter for me."

After a slight pause, he said again, "go to Amay Island, I'll go alone. When I go back, I'll go right away."

Li Qing hung up and started the car to canglan manor. He drove along the busy and wide road in the center of Gangbei City, but he kept thinking about the indifferent shadow of the woman kneeling in front of the Buddha and reciting scriptures.

In the civil strife of the Lin family, Lin Mengdie lost her father and brother. In any way, Li Qing bears unshirkable responsibility for this.

He remembered that when he was in trouble, the woman crossed the Strait and came thousands of miles to save him. It can be said that she was very kind. And what did he bring to each other? He brought Lin Mengdie the despair of love, the sadness of losing relatives, and the desolation of wandering abroad

"I'm such an asshole." Li Qing clenched her teeth tightly, and a touch of scarlet rose from the bottom of her eyes.

He hurried back to canglan manor as fast as he could. As soon as he got off the bus, Fang Yong hurried up: "brother Qing."

"Is the helicopter ready?" Li Qing rolled up the file bag and squeezed it in his hand.

Fang Yong nodded hurriedly: "ready, in the back of the small airport, you can take off at any time."

Li Qing threw the car key to him and said casually, "this old car belongs to Hu Qi, the security director of the inspector's office. If he comes to pick up the car and give him a back-up gift, I promise him."

"Yes." Fang Yong responded and immediately asked, "brother Qing, why are you in such a hurry to amai island? Is there an accident?"

"There's something personal. I'll go there myself. I haven't decided how long to go, but it's conservative to estimate that it will take a week." Li Qing suddenly stopped and looked at him. "By the way, I'm in a hurry to come back this time and haven't had time to thank my family. You prepare some gifts and send them in my name."

"Brother Qing, what about... What about Miss Qian?"

"Qian Hanling? Where is she?"

Fang Yong quickly followed him and replied, "in the guest room, do you want to have a look?"

Li Qing put his hand: "no, I've left her affairs to Qiuqiu. Han Ling said she wanted to stay in Gangbei international. I promised that Qiuqiu would arrange a position for her."

"I see."

The two men talked all the way and got on the golf cart in the manor. Li Qing quickly explained some things and unknowingly came to the small airport by the sea.

Wen Yang and Qin WuChao are standing by the helicopter and talking. They find Li Qing coming and run close together.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

"Find an old friend."

Wen Yang said, "I'll go with you."

"No, I can handle it by myself." Li Qing shook his head and patted him on the shoulder. "You and Qin Wu Dynasty stay, and there are important things."

"Big brother, you say."

"Take good care of Molly. Xue Yuexin is not a villain, but he is by no means a good person. Molly's mind is too simple and easy to use. You two take good care of him and wait for me to deal with it." Li Qing paused for a moment and said again, "Lisa hasn't left Lingang, and she doesn't know where she went. Let Fang Yong help you and keep an eye on her. If you see her, say sorry for me and her."

With these words, he jumped into the helicopter and told the pilot, "get ready to take off."

The propeller spins up and takes off slowly with a fierce wind.

The three of Wen Yang stood below, looked up at the helicopter flying to the sea, raised their hands and looked at each other. They were all confused.

Qin Wu Dynasty turned around and asked, "who's the big brother looking for?"

"I don't know." Fang Yong shook his head again and again. His eyes were also confused

Li Qing sat in the helicopter, opened the file bag, took out the photos inside and quietly looked at the woman in the photos.

This photo was taken from a distance with a long focal length lens. It is also a relatively clear one among many photos. In the picture, Xie Mengdie quietly lies in the grass with guns in both hands. She hasn't seen it for a long time. Her skin has tanned a lot, her face is getting colder and colder, and her whole body seems to be shrouded in a mass of murderous spirit.

She wore a dark green quick drying vest on her upper body, and a bandage was wrapped around her arm, with dark red blood seeping faintly. A snake shaped tattoo hovered on her right arm, spread over her slightly thin shoulder and extended into her clothes.

Li Qing turned the photo over and stared at the latitude and longitude coordinates in the north. His heart sank slightly.

"Mengdie, what have you experienced..."

The helicopter flew over the sea and arrived at amai island around 8 p.m.

Assang, the housekeeper of the plantation, was feeding chickens in the yard with a dustpan. He had planned to finish his current work and go back to rest. At this time, a violent cyclone came from the sky.

He raised his head, motionless, staring at the starry sky with confused eyes. Until a helicopter appeared in sight, he screamed, threw his dustpan and squatted under the fence.

The chickens in the yard were frightened, "Goo Goo" shouted and ran around. The noisy chicken feathers danced in chaos.

The helicopter landed slowly in the middle of the yard, and the propeller gradually stopped rotating. The hatch opened and Li Qing jumped out of the helicopter.

His eyes swept in the yard, raised his hand and rubbed his chin: "eh? Why is there no one?"

"Li... Mr. Li? What are you doing here?" assang stood up from the fence, terrified, with an old hen barking on his head.

Li Qing pointed to the ground and asked, "is Du Huasheng there? Is he here?"

"Yes, yes." assang nodded hurriedly. The old hen jumped down on his head. SA Yazi ran into the trees and disappeared.

"OK, I came to him specially." Li Qing nodded, turned around, waved to the two pilots in the helicopter cab and shouted, "go back! Go back!"

The pilot waved goodbye, then started the helicopter and gradually rose into mid air.

"Fuck me!" Li Qing coughed with the dirt rolled up by the propeller, covered his mouth with his hands and ran under the eaves.

Watching the helicopter take off, he raised his hand and fanned in front of him, stared at assang and shouted angrily: "the yard is so dirty, don't you know how to sweep? Lazy, if it were in my manor, I would have driven you away..."

Assang smiled and asked cautiously, "Mr. Li, what are you doing to find our young master?"

"Nonsense." Li Qing rolled her eyelids, clenched her hands into trumpets and shouted, "Du Huasheng! Du Huasheng! Get out of here!"

"It's so noisy!" the window upstairs was kicked open. Xiao Du wrapped his body in a robe and looked down, "what's the matter? I want to die?"

Li Qing raised his hand and pulled the chicken feather on his forehead. He tilted his head and asked, "what are you doing? You don't even wear clothes? Naked / sleeping?"

"It's really woodlouse..." Du Hua Sheng scolded. He turned around and shouted at the room. "Darling, wait for me!"

The voice fell. He stepped out of the window, stood on the balcony, held the railing and looked down: "Li Qing, you're not staying near the port. What are you doing here? I'm honest recently, but I haven't caused any trouble, so I won't let you chase across the sea."

Li Qing waved and said, "I'd like to ask you a favor and come down to talk."

"Ask me for help? It's hard to ask for help, you know?" Du Huasheng sneered, turned and jumped back to the house, "I don't care what you do, wait first, ha ha, I'm not finished."

"Hey!" Li Qing blinked, watched him bang up the window and continued to go to Wushan.

Assang came up with a smile: "Mr. Li, you're tired for a long time. Why don't you go into the house and have a rest?"

Li Qing picked up a fist sized stone from the ground, weighed it, and aimed at the window on the second floor.

"Can't! Can't! Mr. Li can't!" assang's face changed and hurriedly advised, "our young master has a bad temper, and you're... It's easy to get out of trouble..."

Li Qing snorted coldly. Considering that he had to ask Xiao Du for help next, as the saying goes, "people have to bow their heads under the low eaves", he angrily threw down the stone and clapped his hands.

"Get me something to eat and arrange a room," he said. "I'll stay here tonight."

Assang quickly replied, "you go into the house and have a rest. I'll arrange it right away."

"Clean up the house. If there are lice..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Li. I'll replace it for you."

"That's about the same." Li Qing nodded and walked into the room. He sat down on the bench next to the splicing wooden table and frowned while listening to the creaking bed upstairs and the woman's wild cry.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, assang brought up the food: "Mr. Li, it's too late. Just make do with it."

"Well, thank you."

Assang asked again, "do you have some homemade wine?"

"That's OK."

"OK." assan held the wine jar on the table and leaned over. "I'll make your bed in the attic ahead and come back later."

Li Qing thanked again, and then ate slowly while drinking wine. After the meal, more than ten minutes later, he heard footsteps on the stairs.

He looked up at the entrance of the stairs, looked at the clock in the corner, and a meaningful smile appeared in his mouth.

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