GBT Chapter 141

Chapter 127 Extra 2

Chapter 127 Extra 2

On their first wedding anniversary weekend, Qi Yi Liao took Jiao Bai on a business trip to Berlin.

Qi Yi Liao compressed his schedule to finish his work and accompanied Jiao Bai around, with Zhang Zhen and Qi Huai, his two top aides, in tow.

The sun was warm, and the wind was a bit strong. The entire city of Berlin was bustling with the sound of the wind. The four of them visited a museum with a rich Jewish culture and stopped at a park.

Tourists were sparsely scattered, taking pictures or picnicking. The largest square in the park was surrounded by a circle of people. In the middle were two speakers, a lead singer, and a guitarist, who were singing about the unsatisfactory nature of life.

Zhang Zhen closed his eyes and lay on the grass, his limbs spread out in a large “X” shape.

Qi Huai, on the side, was communicating with clients via his phone. Since the first secretary was on maternity leave, the workload for him, the second secretary, had increased significantly.

“The small star from last night’s dinner party is trending on social media. The attached photo shows her passionately kissing a mysterious man on the street. Although the man’s back is to the camera, I knew it was you at a glance.”

A voice suddenly sounded in his ear. Qi Huai paused slightly as he tapped on his phone, then continued, “Photoshopped.”

“Then quickly take it down,” Zhang Zhen said, glowing white, “The feeling of being caught up in gossip about yourself, I don’t know if you can understand it. The online chaos has dragged me in, saying the man is me, it’s inexplicable.”

His beautiful and affectionate peach blossom eyes opened, with playful eyes hiding a sharp edge: “Secretary Qi, we are subordinates. We can’t let our private affairs affect the Group’s reputation.”

After dealing with the client, Qi Huai met Zhang Zhen’s probing gaze and said calmly, “I’ve already asked someone to handle it, without using Qi Corporation’s public relations resources.”

After a pause, he raised his finger to adjust the glasses on his face, tilted his head, and looked at Zhang Zhen on the lawn, “How do you usually deal with those who want to get close to you?”

“If they can understand reason, I’ll explain it to them.” Zhang Zhen’s right foot was crossed over his left, his lying posture was comfortable.

Qi Huai revealed curiosity: “What if they don’t understand?”

“Use force.” Zhang Zhen said, “But I haven’t encountered anyone who made me want to throw a punch yet. They’re not afraid to die.”

Qi Huai scanned his hand, his knuckles strong, the back of his hand bulging with veins, but the pads of his fingers were pink.

“It’s my brother’s first wedding anniversary, what should I buy him?” Zhang Zhen unconsciously used a casual tone of a friend chatting.

Qi Huai said, “He lacks nothing.”

Zhang Zhen was about to retort, “Lacking or not is one thing, preparing a gift is another,” when he heard Qi Huai say, “Once I saw him looking at a rainbow you painted, completely absorbed.”

“That’s right, I can paint!” Zhang Zhen did a carp jump, “I’ll paint as soon as I get back to the hotel!”

Having solved the most important thing today, his scarlet lips curved up, and he patted Qi Huai’s arm, “A scholar’s mind is really useful.”

Qi Huai lay down next to Zhang Zhen, his hands behind his head, his slender eyelids lifted behind his glasses, looking at the blue sky and white clouds.

Zhang Zhen also looked at the sky. He had long stopped being wary of Qi Huai’s thoughts about his younger brother.

Although it was he who suggested to his third brother to recruit Qi Huai back, his third brother would not easily listen to his ideas, he must have his own considerations.

Since Qi Huai could stay and work at Qi Corporation, it meant that he had passed his third brother’s assessment.

What Zhang Zhen didn’t know was that Qi Yi Liao had called Qi Huai in for a talk, twice.

The first time was the day after Qi Yi Liao woke up from the research institute, before he had recovered his memory. He made a phone call, and Qi Huai in the apartment set off for Qi Corporation, standing in his office.

And the multifunctional wall behind Qi Huai was adjusted to a surveillance wall, with two people on the screen, him and Jiao Bai.

The screen showed the scene of Qi Huai’s first meeting with Jiao Bai.

It was also the day Qi Yi Liao had an accident.

That day, a slender vase was added to the office desk, with a bunch of bright red roses inside.

Qi Huai brought in washed peaches, relaying Qi Yi Liao’s instructions to take Jiao Bai to the conference room.

Jiao Bai refused, and Qi Huai stood in place without saying a word, silently expressing his insistence.

Jiao Bai didn’t know who he was reminded of through him, and his gaze lingered on him for a while, even sighing.

It was that strange reaction that prompted Qi Huai to raise his head and see a pair of speaking eyes.

After that, Qi Huai blushed twice. Like a high school freshman.

From Jiao Bai eating peaches and talking to Qi Huai, to Qi Huai’s subtle expressions when he looked at those eyes… everything was recorded by the office’s dense and sophisticated surveillance.

Even though the person sitting at the desk was missing a piece of memory, his emotions were confused, and he was misguided by his close relatives, he still exuded a terrifying territorial awareness.

That conversation lasted only two or three minutes, but Qi Huai experienced the most dangerous moment of his career. When he left the office, the shirt on his back was wet.

The second interview was after Jiao Bai died.

The bereaved man told him to keep a close eye on major hospitals in the country, a look he could never forget, eerie and chilling.

Qi Yi Liao also asked him about the process of how Jiao Bai supported Qi Corporation, the more details the better.

Qi Huai recalled the relevant details. He looked at the person trying to alleviate himself with those fragments, and for the first time changed his address and called him maternal uncle.

There was no response.

Qi Huai then said: maternal uncle, if maternal aunt is in heaven, she certainly does not want to see you…

Just as he said that, he heard a loud bang.

The dark coffee was overturned on the ground along with the cup, followed by the documents on the desk, the computer, the pen holder, the pens and paper… everything was thrown on the ground.

The one who created that mess was the current head of the family, who wore the Qi family’s gentleman’s mask the most tightly.

He didn’t die.

Your maternal aunt didn’t die.

maternal uncle’s face was gloomy and twisted, his eyes were red with blood, his jawbone was trembling, and his whole person was like a string stretched to the extreme, ready to break at any time.

Qi Huai recalled this, and the nerve endings moved. Qi Corporation was not short of capable people. He could be entrusted with important tasks due to his sensitive status as a collateral relative of the Qi family because he had no ulterior motives during his assistance to Jiao Bai, and because he blocked a bullet for Jiao Bai.

Not far ahead, the two people’s heads were close together, their postures were intimately oblivious to others.

The one with the broader shoulders was smiling, with a kind expression, but in reality, he was a dragon guarding a treasure, and no one’s covetous sprouts could escape his patrol.

Qi Huai turned his gaze back to the sky. The family always told him to curry favor with maternal aunt so that maternal uncle would give him more opportunities, preferably to be assigned to projects in Germany. He didn’t think it was necessary.

The current position was enough for him to show himself.

A hand stretched out, grabbing his coat at random and covering his face, blocking the sun and wind.

Qi Huai wanted to take his coat back, but faintly heard snoring. His face twitched, and he withdrew his hand.

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Jiao Bai turned his head and saw that Qi Huai and Zhang Zhen were lying down, looking quite comfortable. He clicked his tongue and also lay down on the grass, but ended up leaning on an arm.

“Don’t lie down.” Qi Yi Liao pulled Jiao Bai up, “Let’s go to the square.”

“Okay.” Jiao Bai was excited, “The girl singing there has changed now. She sounds amazing. If Jiang Yan were here, she would definitely line up to show off her voice.”

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Jiao Bai playfully placed his hand on Qi Yi Liao’s neck, rua-ing his refreshing short hair, and licked the corner of his mouth, calling out, “A Liao.”

Qi Yi Liao’s breath stagnated. He grabbed Jiao Bai’s hand, his fingertips inserting into it, holding it tightly, his voice low and hoarse: “You’re getting better and better at playing with uncle.”

“It’s always me playing with you first, then you playing with me.” Jiao Bai hummed, “Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go for a walk.”

Qi Yi Liao started walking.

Just when Jiao Bai thought he was safe, a voice came from above his head: “Stop messing around with Jiang Yan.”

“If there’s a next time,” Qi Yi Liao said coldly, “uncle’s tie won’t be tied to your mouth, but on top of the bean sprouts.”

This damage value was too high. Jiao Bai’s health bar instantly dropped to the bottom. He was so angry that his face turned red and fierce: “What’s wrong with bean sprouts? Don’t you like to eat them?!”

“Yes, uncle loves to eat them.” Qi Yi Liao smiled.

Smoke was coming out of Jiao Bai’s head, and his eyes widened: “Then will you eat them tonight?”

“Yes.” Qi Yi Liao raised the hand clasped with his and kissed his fingertip, his eyes deep and focused.

Jiao Bai took a breath and turned his head to look into the distance. Once the old man got on the road, he flew. Was the technique so dazzling that even a theoretical “teacher” like him couldn’t keep up? He had to sincerely become a student.

It had been more than a month since Jiang Yan had broadened Jiao Bai’s horizons. Jiao Bai wasn’t even sure if Qi Yi Liao knew he was pretending to be drunk.

Anyway, his belly was bulging.

It was clear how much he had pretended to drink.

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For wedding anniversaries, some people celebrate them, some don’t.

Those who celebrate think it is a romantic day, worthy of being constantly remembered. Those who don’t think celebrating it once a year is like chewing on the same dish every year. No matter how delicious it is, it will become tasteless. After a long time, they don’t even want to open their mouths.

Jiao Bai belonged to the neutral part, whether to celebrate or not depended on the mood and situation of the day.

This year was the first anniversary. He brought his thick class notes and came here with Qi Yi Liao, drawing structural diagrams and memorizing them on the plane. There was only so much time in a day, and it was all allocated by himself.

Jiao Bai let Qi Yi Liao take him to the outer circle of the square, listened to a few songs with tourists from all over the world, and turned to the nearby stalls.

“Third Brother, are you interested in second-hand goods?” Jiao Bai asked curiously.

“Accompanying you to take a look.” Before Qi Yi Liao could finish his sentence, Jiao Bai pulled him to a stall.

The stalls were full of photo albums, hand-painted, and very unique.

Jiao Bai liked every one he saw.

“No, pick up to two at most.” Qi Yi Liao frowned, “We can stay here for an hour, no rush, take your time.”

Jiao Bai Tsk tsk: “Shouldn’t the domineering CEO say, then buy them all?”

Qi Yi Liao pinched the back of his neck and brought him closer: “What are you muttering about?”

“Nothing, nothing, I’ll pick one, you pick one.” Jiao Bai flipped through the photo albums on the stall.

Before long, Qi Huai and Zhang Zhen also came over, following behind them.

This area of ​​stalls had antiques, art, small ornaments, and other things, very miscellaneous and many. There were many tourists and many things, presenting a not very turbid liveliness.

After buying the photo album, Jiao Bai took a fancy to a version of the old record, and the three of them happily accompanied him.

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As the sun set, Zhang Zhen took the snack Jiao Bai handed over. He answered a phone call, and his expression changed slightly: “Third Brother, something happened to Shen Corporation.”

Qi Yi Liao took a bite of the fries from Jiao Bai’s hand: “Hmm?”

Qi Huai, who was ordering behind, brushed his phone and reported: “Tan, General Manager of Shen Corporation, turned himself in to the police station.”

Jiao Bai was eating fries when he heard this news. His teeth bumped into the tip of his tongue, and he hissed, “What’s the reason?”

It wouldn’t be what he thought, would it?

“Involved in an old case, involving the Shen, Qi, and Liang families.” Qi Huai said, “The report didn’t explain in detail.”

Jiao Bai’s face was strange. It really was what he thought…

Back then, Liang Dong confronted Tan Jun. Tan Jun only said that after he finished his work, he would exchange his life for a life. He didn’t say he would turn himself in. These were two different things.

Only by turning himself in, the case would be severely judged, and the truth would be made public, could the Liang family clear the stigma of being a family of murderers.

Not to mention that Tan Jun hadn’t killed Cen Jingmo yet, he didn’t need to do this for the Liang family. He didn’t care about the Liang family’s reputation at all, and would only end his life in Cheng Mountain.

What exactly happened?

Jiao Bai stood in the noisy flea market, and many possibilities flashed through his mind.

Qi Yi Liao ruffled his hair: “Back to the hotel?”

“Okay, let’s go back.” Jiao Bai turned the ring on his ring finger, thoughtfully thinking about something.

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Not long after getting in the car, Jiao Bai called Shen Er An. It was morning in China, and Shen Er An answered quickly, “Hello.”

Jiao Bai said, “I saw the report.”

“I was informed by the police about this matter.” Shen Er An sat in the back seat of the car. He had just finished a phone call, and his brow was clearly handsome and cold, “I’m on my way to the police station.”

“Then you’re busy first.” Jiao Bai then asked, “Liang Dong’s side…”

“I didn’t send anyone to investigate.” Shen Er An said.

After the call ended, Jiao Bai stuffed his phone back into his coat pocket. He leaned back in his seat, next to Qi Yi Liao, fiddling with his trophies.

The rustling sound in the car lasted for a while, followed by Jiao Bai’s voice. He played with Qi Yi Liao’s fingers: “Third Brother, help me investigate Liang Dong, I want to know his…”

Before Jiao Bai could finish his words, a message from a stranger came on his phone, followed by two more.

-I am Liang Dong.

-I have avenged my great revenge, I want to see you.

-Shen Er An’s people are looking for me.