The rural daughter-in-law of the bank president

Chapter 517 is related

Wei Wuya rubbed his chin, sighed, and called out to Lin Xianglan: "Mom, do you know Huang Chunyue?"

Lin Xianglan walked in from the balcony, "Huang Chunyue? It seems there is such a person."

Lele looked at Lin Xianglan in surprise.

Lin Xianglan frowned and thought for a long time, "Huang Qiuyue?"

The three of them looked at Lin Xianglan at the same time, and Lele asked, "Do you really know her?"

"Yeah, I was originally going to date your uncle." Lin Xianglan said calmly.

"Ah?" Wei Qifeng was stunned. "How come I didn't know?"

Lin Xianglan rolled her eyes. "What do you know? All you do is work! The family never counts on you for anything!"

Wei Qifeng retracted his neck and drank his tea awkwardly.

Wei Wuya and Lele looked at each other, and Wei Wuya continued to ask, "Come on, tell me in detail."

Lin Xianglan rubbed her hands and stood in front of the tea table. "There's nothing much to detail. Someone just introduced me to this girl. I've forgotten whether I met her or not. Your uncle passed away a few days later, and there's no further information."

Wei Wuya's brows furrowed, "Then did you know she has a sister?"

"Alas, I don't know the family situation either. Your uncle was young at the time and hadn't thought about getting married yet, so I didn't really understand." Lin Xianglan said, looking at the three of them and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Who is she?" Wei Wuya continued to ask.

Lin Xianglan scratched her head. "Qi County? It seems so."

Wei Wuya nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Lin Xianglan asked again: "What's wrong?"

"We don't know what happened either. We are piecing together the clues, hahaha!" Lele laughed.

"We are one step closer to the truth. At least, we are related to it." Wei Wuya straightened up and drank the tea.

Wei Qifeng twisted his thumb and said slowly: "Qi County, I will go check it out."

After saying that, he made a phone call.

On Sunday afternoon, Wei Wuya flew back to Donghai.

From Monday to Thursday, Lele and Luo Qingyang listened to the performance reports of middle and senior management and made annual plans for the new year.

Friday, annual meeting.

At the Longquan Hotel, more than a dozen tables were set up and a well-known Longquan band was invited to perform live.

The employees were not forced to perform.

Those who like singing can sing with the band. It is very novel and the employees like it very much.

The cooperating teachers sat at three tables.

Starting at 7 o'clock, we will eat, chat and draw lots.

Lele appeared less frequently in the second half of the year, and many teachers came to chat with Lele.

Since Lin Xianglan successfully fed the baby with a bottle that night, Lele can now spend up to 6 hours away from the baby.

So Lele, you can stay until eleven o'clock before going home.

Lele was a little disappointed that Liu Wei didn't show up.

Luo Qingyang always followed Lele and helped him drink.

Li Qingyu also came back. After more than half a year of running around, he looked a little more vicissitudes of life, less ethereal and more worldly.

Muxue and Manlin always loved to joke with Li Qingyu, so now they came over to chat.

Last year, all three of them were single. Now, Muxue is getting ready to get married, and Manlin and Li Qingyu are both taken.

The relationship between colleagues in the company is harmonious. After all, there are many projects and the main focus is on making money, so there are fewer conflicts and very little internal friction.

Yi Shu is a socialite who can drink and talk, and she chats and drinks with the teachers.

Jiani and Lan Chuyang were also chatting with the teachers.

Normally teachers are teaching outside and rarely come to the company, so the Chinese New Year is a good time to maintain relationships.

After nine o'clock, those who didn't drink began to leave one after another.

Some teachers want to complain or take credit and are ready to negotiate their teaching fees.

If Liu Wei doesn't come, the impact won't be that big. Whether it's cooperation or Huang Shuo, it's like an ant trying to shake a tree.

At ten o'clock, the band was still there, playing guitar and singing folk songs a cappella.

There are colleagues who love singing, and I play with them.

There were only about twenty people left in the venue, sitting in groups of two or three, drinking or chatting in low voices.

Lele was also ready to go back. She took her clothes and was about to leave when the phone rang. It was Liu Wei.

Lele frowned slightly and picked up the phone: "Teacher Liu, I'm a little sorry I didn't see you."

Liu Wei was silent for a long time before she said quietly, "I was going to go, but I got sick."

"Oh?" Lele was stunned for a moment, "Is it serious?"

"I have a fever! I feel a little dizzy. I should be fine after sleeping for two days." Liu Wei's voice was very weak.

"Are you still living in Lanshan? Alone?" Lele asked.

"Hmm! Cough cough..." The voice was interrupted by a cough.

The phone hangs up.

Lele called again, but no one answered.

Lele looked back at the venue and saw that Luo Qingyang and Li Qingyu were already drunk and staggering.

Jiani didn't drink alcohol. She saw Dr. Meng and took Chinese medicine to regulate her body.

Lele called Jiani over and said, "Come out with me."

Jiani took the clothes and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Let's go to Lanshan!" Lele said, took his bag, said hello to Luo Qingyang, called Master Chen, and left the hotel.

"Why are you going to Arashiyama so late?" Jiani asked.

When Master Chen heard about going to Lanshan, he was excited, "Can I still see that beautiful girl?"

Lele laughed and replied to Jiani, "Liu Wei lives there. I had invited her over, but she just called and said she's sick. I went to see her."

"It's so late! Are you really sick or pretending to be sick? If you don't want to come, then don't come. Why do you have to go to see a doctor?" Jiani complained.

"It seems like he's really sick. Living alone, so pitiful."

The car sped through the dark night, on a winding mountain road.

After more than 40 minutes of driving, we arrived at Arashiyama. At the gate, the security guard honked the horn for a long time before turning on the lights.

He opened the window and called out, "Who is it?"

Lele rolled down the car window and replied, "Ms. Liu Wei, from No. 100, is sick. Would you like to come with us to see her?"

"Ah?" The security guard took his hat and put on his coat.

"Do you have the key? Let me take it." Lele added.

The security guard took the key from the wall, left the security room and got into the car.

A man in his forties sat in the passenger seat and turned around to ask, "Are you her friends?"

Lele replied: "Yeah!"

The security guard replied: "It seems her husband hasn't been home for a long time."

"You seem quite familiar with him?" Jiani asked.

"There are only a few households, of course I'm familiar with them." The security guard said with a smile.

When they arrived at the villa gate, the security guard got out of the car and rang the doorbell, but no one answered for a long time.

The lights were on on the second floor.

Lele called again. After a long while, the phone was picked up. Liu Wei's weak voice said, "Did you ring the doorbell? Wait a moment!"

"I'll ask the security guard to open the door directly, is that okay?" Lele asked.

"it is good!"

Lele hooked his chin and signaled the security guard to open the door.

Several people entered the house and went straight to the second floor.

Lele arrived at the lighted bedroom and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened. Liu Wei was wearing pajamas, her lips were dry and bloodless, and her cheeks were red and purple.

Lele asked the two men to stay outside, and she and Jiani went into the house.

Lele reached out and touched Liu Wei's forehead. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so hot. How many days has it been?"

"I've had a recurring fever for a few days, coughing, and a little wheezing!"