He Jiawen is holding a crystal glass with a square bottom in his hand, which is filled with golden whisky. Like a joke, he looks up at Lan Qing coming towards him coldly, with a unique and charming feeling on his face.

In fact, after seeing the outline in the dark, Lan Qing guessed that the man was his younger brother.

"Why are you here?" He asked coldly, frowning.

He Jiawen bowed his head and laughed. He felt very relaxed and comfortable in the president's chair. He turned a little and said, "brother, I've come to wait for you, but who knows that we are so smart, and you're really here. It seems that we are really brothers from the womb." Then he drank the half of the whisky in his hand.

Lan Qing's hand on his side became a fist, and his voice was low and full of oppression. "For so long, I've given you so many opportunities, but you still can't see your position clearly."

He Jiawen looked down, with a vivid surprise, and said: "Oh, sorry, brother, I'm sitting in the wrong place..." but he didn't mean to get up at all, and said with a smile: "but... Why do you feel confident that this position always belongs to you?"

"I'll warn you for the last time. I connive at you again and again just for mom's sake. Do you think I don't know what you think?" LAN Qingyang chin, eyes with full of pride.

He Jiawen looked at him, and his face gradually solidified. It looked like the wind and snow in the cold winter, with a strong force. He said slowly with no expression: "you sent Li Qingning away early in the morning, aren't you afraid that I will cut her again? Elder brother, if I stop here, I'm so sorry for the feat of letting her go? "

Lan Qing stood at his desk and looked at him. He didn't speak. He gently picked up the coffee left on the desk that had already cooled down and splashed it on him. His action was noble and elegant.

But he Jiawen gently tilted his head with a smile, and the black liquid like Chinese medicine fell on the carpet behind him.

"Isn't that what you want? See if you have the ability to take it. "

He Jiawen lowered his eyes and laughed. Under the warm yellow light, his smile was almost false and perfect. He showed his neat and white teeth. He suddenly looked up at Lan Qing and said, "well, in fact, the purpose of my coming here today is to see for myself how you were dragged down from this position."

Innumerable secrets, which can not be seen in the dark corner of the mind, are like the unstable molecular structure, rolling up one after another violent solar storm, sweeping this humble blue planet in the universe.

The sky lit up a little bit, but the window of the president's office still looked gray, with a kind of high and cold sadness, that is, the unattainable loneliness.

Although Lan Qing didn't know what medicine he Jiawen was selling in the gourd during his trip, he sat on the leather sofa and watched the city slowly wake up. The atmosphere of the whole office was depressed.

When it's time for work, Li Lin brings in a steaming cup of black coffee as usual. Her elegant posture, like holding a hand is not Hermes bone china cup, but valuable jewelry.

After seeing the person sitting behind the desk, she was surprised at first, and then scanned the whole office. She saw Lan Qing sitting quietly and indifferently on the sofa, and suddenly hesitated in the same place. She was at a loss.

Finally, she went to Lanqing with the cup, leaned over and put it in front of him, the question in her eyes was ready to come out, but Lanqing just glanced at her and said nothing.

He Jiawen looked at Li Lin's graceful figure and said with a smile, "Miss Li, can I have a cup of coffee, too?" There was an indescribable frivolity and playfulness in the tone.

Li Lin nodded to him, took a deep look at Lan Qing, went out, and soon brought in a cup of coffee.

As usual, the whole city is busy when the sun rises. Sometimes, everyone is like a delicate gear to maintain the operation of the whole huge mechanism. Occasionally, the unusual situation, such as the scene in the office of President LAN, seems not to affect the operation of the system at all.

He Jiawen is still holding his chin with one hand, as if he is waiting patiently for something, while Lan Qing, as usual, turns through the documents of various departments sent in by Li Lin as if nothing had happened, occasionally raises his eyes, and his eyes slide slowly and indifferently from he Jiawen's face.

Li Lin stood beside him, watching the strange scene, and kept breathing deeply.

"Let the finance department make a more detailed arrangement of the financial statements of this quarter, send them to my office in the afternoon, cancel the meeting tomorrow morning, prepare the documents and materials needed for the meeting with the representatives of the United States tomorrow afternoon, and send the copies of the contracts that need to be signed to my office..."

Lan Qing's eyes fell on the folder on his knee. There was no pause in the whole passage. His face was expressionless. After a few seconds, the office was quiet again.

Li Lin nodded and said in a soft voice, "OK, Mr. LAN."

She looked at Lan Qing's rational face, as if everything in the world could be converted into milligrams of weight, and then put it on the balance. Any emotion or impact could not shake the calm and calm in his eyes.

At this time, there was a serious and steady knock at the door of the office. Lan Qing frowned and glanced faintly across the door of the office, saying, "who is it? Do you have an appointment? "

Li Lin shook her head in ignorance and held the folder to her chest.

"Go and tell him to make an appointment first." A trace of impatience flashed across Lan Qing's face. At that time, he continued to focus on the documents spread on his knees.

But he Jiawen's expression suddenly seemed to be ignited with a trace of excitement. His eyes were like a light bulb pulled on, flashing a few threads of light of expectation. He sat up from the president's chair and looked at the door.

Li Lin just opened the door, and before she said "sorry, I can't see Mr. LAN without an appointment", those people came in politely.

After hearing those sounds, Lan Qing's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, raised his head, just wanted to say something, but saw that three expressionless men in police uniform came in from the door.

"Are you Mr. Lan Qing?" One of the men, who looked like a leader, asked politely and seriously.

Lan Qing calmly put those documents on the tea table, stood up, put his hand in his pocket, and looked at the three men with fierce eyes. After dozens of seconds, he said faintly: "yes, it's me."

"Hello, we have received a report. As the legal representative of Lanshi group, you are suspected of embezzling public funds, participating in money laundering, secretly transferring public assets to overseas banks and other illegal acts. Please come back with us for investigation."