Le Xiao lay quietly on the bed, watching the reports on the light and shadow screen. After a day, the news of Ji Mo's death has spread throughout the city. Le Xiao still doesn't know what happened. What Ji Qing's father did in Ji Mo? Le Xiao has no idea, but it may have something to do with last week's riot. relation. But one thing Le Xiao was sure of was that Ji Mo was not a bad person. She smiled and looked at the news reports that memorial events were being held everywhere. In fact, Le Xiao also wanted to go to Ji Qing's house, but on second thought, she I didn't go, after all, it was not a place I could go. Early this morning, a funeral venue had been set up at Ji Qing's home. From the TV screen, you could see Ji Qing and her mother Ivy wearing black funeral clothes. People from the business world, power circles, and various disciplines continued to attend the funeral. The name Ji Mo has been vaguely heard since director Le Xiao. He often seeks benefits for the people at the bottom. The most obvious achievement is to obtain electricity for the bottom, because most of the houses on the bottom do not have light energy conversion coatings. Yes, in the past, many people at the bottom could only rely on electromagnetic devices equipped with biological batteries to cook rice and boil water. Often due to improper operation and aging, bioelectricity leakage and poisoning often occur, and even death. It was at the end of the quarter that some consortiums were persuaded to invest, as well as most people in Congress, and the bottom layer was finally able to get power supply. quota. As well as countless things, the end of the season has indeed done too much for the good development of the entire city. Le Xiao still remembers that more than half a year ago, when he just joined the Explosive Account, he was given the opportunity to report on big scenes. Le Xiao still remembers the speech given by the Chief of the 9th Business Section when he was working as an editor. Among them, the most inspiring sentence said by Ji Mo is that we are all people living together under the sun and struggling for life. This is what Le Xiao feels the most. Ji Mo said that he must implement some things after taking office. measures to improve the living conditions of people in lower-income areas. Sure enough, as soon as he took office at the end of the season, he provided 500 light and shadow rental shops for the lower-level people on the 5-kilometer-long main street of Qinglong District, the busiest and most prosperous district in the city. The target group was the elderly with some craftsmanship and family difficulties. People who work in the labor force, but have no actual economic income, and whose citizenship level is at level 2 to 3 all year round. At that time, Le Xiao reported the matter extensively and wrote many articles, but unfortunately there was little traffic.
Le Xiao laughed when she thought of this. She wanted to walk around the street and take a look. "If there were more people like Ji Mo in the city, maybe people's lives would be better!" Walking on the street under the glare of the sun, Le Xiao felt a little depressed. She still rejected Jean's proposal. Although she didn't know what the job was, Le Xiao was also a little confused about Jean. Obviously, as the section chief, she has the right to speak. But I never heard anything that Jean had done. All I heard was one-sided scolding or one-sided praise. "Oh, woman." Thinking of the compliments, most of which came from women, Le Xiao couldn't help but shake her head. After all, he was so handsome, had a masculine personality, was a gentleman, was extremely thoughtful, heartwarming, and strong. When Le Xiao woke up, she had already come out of her previous intoxication. Thinking of the scene this morning, Le Xiao's face turned red again. "I haven't shown it to a man even though I've grown so tall. Huh, am I in bad shape?" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, but Le Xiaoma also understood one thing. "Sure enough, at some point, a woman's IQ is zero and her head is empty." boom While Le Xiao was distracted, she bumped into someone. As soon as she raised her head, Le Xiao immediately didn't even mean to say sorry. "Hey, isn't this Lele? Why are you wandering on the street?" The man in front of her with a mustache and a small vest is Zhou Ke, the editor-in-chief of Jingbo. Le Xiao becomes extremely angry when she sees him. He often refuses to give her face in front of others and calls her brainless. , that attitude when he finally fired her. Le Xiao took a few steps, but this time Zhou grabbed Le Xiao. "Lele, it looks like you haven't found a job. A friend of mine who owns a beverage shop is short of people. Do you want to go? You're pretty. At least you can serve tea and pour water." Le Xiao immediately refused decisively, but Zhou Ke still pulled her. "It's good to have a job. Do you think you are the eldest lady? Since you have worked under me for half a year, I will help you. Your citizenship level will be downgraded in a few days. " "Thanks." Ivy kept talking to the guests who came in expressionlessly. Ji Qing next to her lowered her head and sat on a chair. On the left side of the yard, someone had already pulled a tombstone over last night, and the body was announced to have been cremated. .
But at this time, Ji Qing was more angry. Many people at home smiled from time to time and talked about other things. What happened, only the insiders knew, the chiefs and officers of all departments, as well as the parliamentarians, and many businessmen and celebrities who came over did not know anything. Everything was false, and what was hidden under each face? Ji Qingmu stared blankly at the funeral in front of him, which was like a formality. The reporters outside were rushing to report and interview the people who came. Many of them were friends of his father. Ji Qing had met him at many banquets. They seemed to have a good relationship with his father, but a funeral , Ji Qing saw clearly. Bundles of chrysanthemums of various colors were placed in front of the tombstone, but most of the people came with an obvious intention to congratulate their mother on her appointment as chief of the business department, and no one mentioned anything about his father. Some guys even showed scornful expressions. Although they knew that his father was still alive, the attitude of these guys made Ji Qing feel cold. From childhood to adulthood, her father has always been Ji Qing's role model, and his teachings to her have been very open-minded. This has prevented Ji Qing from getting the arrogance of the upper class. Everything his father had said to Ji Qing since childhood was echoing in his head. His birthday would be one day away. "Mom, I want to go back to the house." Ji Qing said in a weak voice, Ivy bent down, pressed Ji Qing's head, and stroked it gently. "As my mother told you before, Xiaoqing, all there is in this world is a combination of interests and interests. After your father leaves, there will naturally be no interests to talk about." Ji Qing looked at her mother quietly. Unlike her father, her mother's education made her realize many cruel realities, while her father taught her to love everything around her. It's just that what Ji Qing wants to see more now is a person, but that gentle listener has not yet appeared. Growing up, Jean never told her anything, but let her think by herself, always listening to what she said. Some childish words and a smile on the side.
