Lu yu sheng stared at him through the rear-view mirror,
"On the award function day, Miss jiang had an allergic reaction and she was unconscious the whole day."
upon hearing this, yusheng looked out of the window, at the skyscrapers, saying nothing to the recently known news.
Jiang li parked her car and stepped out of it, pacing towards the restaurant, she kept her eyes on the restaurant, and she turned to go the other way, away from the restaurant.
It was a mall, she went inside, and searched some clothes between the section, her attention never wavering from the entrance of the restaurant, moving between the sections, she spent a few minutes there.
The restaurant was buzzing with activities as people flowed in and out, oblivious to their surroundings. Being a small scale restaurant and also having delicacies made it that busy.
She slipped quietly, pushing the door open without buying anything, she exited the restaurant, unnoticed.
It's safe, She thought, walking back towards her car.
A girl was rummaging through the drawer of a study, her hands were fast and skilled, she picked out a document from the drawer and unsealed it.
she opened the document and extracted the papers inside,
TRANSFERDOCUMENT,
She flipped through the documents and stopped at the last page to verify the signature, which was rather hasty and abrupt at the first look, but stable and experienced.
she sighed, observing the signature as she traced it with her fingers, recalling the moments when Qin yanli signed the document,
--
"Copywrites?" Yanli raised her confusion, and flipped the documents,
"To whom?" She asked as she flap-closed the document placing it on her lap,
"To you" Wang haotian cleared her confusion,
Qin yanli stood from the couch and made her way to the refrigerator, and picked out one more cold bottle of water, the papers still in her hand as she twisted the cape of the bottle with her busy hands,
"I won't sign" She said as she drank the water from the bottle,
Wang haotian's face dropped and chu mingting walked towards her,
"Why?" Haotian asked, his face turning sour.
Mingting stopped in front of her, the distance between them was wide but not reassuring, yanli placed the water bottle inside the refrigerator, and turned back to face them.
"Why?," She scoffed at the ridiculous question word,
"These documents, Are they only of copywrites?" With a mocking tone, she questioned their choice of words and flimsy excuses.
And the reply she received was silence, chu mingting was looking at her, and wang haotian at chu mingting.
she took those documents and held it infront of them,
"Transfer document," She begin to read the document, vocalizing the title and flapped to the last page,
"transfer of assets" She read the words, emphasizing every word.
Chu mingting smiled and gave her the pen she earlier left on the couch,
"It's your choice, if you sign, you live; but..." she paused as she extended the pen towards her,
"If you don't, then.." She came close to her and mentioned something,
--
Chu mingting flickered the document close, and stood up observing the study. Her eyes stopped on a painting, solid and opaque; she took the painting down from the wall and unsealed it from behind and placed those documents inside it.
Placing back the painting onto it original place, she looked at the painting which concealed those documents.
In the vast working station of a company, employees were busy, some were at the counter while some on their respective desks.
Inside the main office was jiang shuxin, the office wasn't large but organized and handy.
She was seated on the work chair, reviewing a document while rotating a pen in her hand, her mind was wandering on other things, concluding something she stopped rotating the pen,
"Tingsheng?" She called out for him,
In the same office, at the couch was seated a man; young, vibrant and focused on his work. In front of him was a desk, on which laid some files he was reviewing,
"Yes" He asked looking up from his work, his attention drifting towards her as he waited for her to speak,
"Sichuan," She gathered her words,
"Arrange a trip to there for tomorrow." She ordered, immersing back into her work files, while underlining something in the document placed in front of her.
Tingsheng listened to the order and nodded in response, going back to the focus zone of his work.
Yusheng was standing in his office, close to the façade window, sipping from his cup of coffee as he looked outside.
His mind completely immersed into thoughts,
lie, but one that's easy to catch, he thought while gulping the coffee,
Why?, he questioned to himself, which seems to have no possible answer in his mind.
Wang haotian, Jiang li; He listed their names in his consciousness while sipping again from his cup of coffee.
A man knocked on the door of this spacious, vast office, which was glamorous and organized. He entered inside upon receiving no answer, he was the very same driver who was earlier reporting to him,
"Miss jiang went to sichuan," He reported, waiting for a reply from yusheng,
"For what?" Yusheng asked him, while turning back to face him,
"She went to a mall."
"A mall?" He asked confirming whether he heard it right or not, in response, the man nodded his head.
"But she didn't buy anything," The man added,
"she was inside for some time, searching between the clothes, but at the end she returned empty handed without buying anything." He completed his analysis of jiang li's actions, reporting it to yusheng.
After a pause,
"Wang haotian, keep an eye on him too." Yusheng handed him an another piece of work.
"Okay." The man replied, heading towards the the door as yusheng looked at him going out.
Sichuan, He thought to himself, recalling his previous moments,
--
At the cozy dining table were seated four people, a couple on one side and a boy and a girl on other, on the table were placed tasty delicacies for them.
Both the children were teenagers, eating the dishes with a delightful expression,
The atmosphere was lovely and cheerful, both the children giggled while placing down their bowl, so did the adults.
--
Jiang li was driving her car through the fertile lands, containing soil. Her car stopped in front of the blank board, hanging at the entrance. She stepped inside to meet with the familiar place once again, she went close to the shredded house and placed a stick inside a piece of light pink fabric, she bought with herself.
And scanned the surroundings for a human presence, the sun was shining at it's peak, indicating the noon hours. She founded no one within her view and turned back to her car.
The blank board drifting away from her as she drove into the opposite direction.