Mr. Quan, please take care

Chapter 328 Becoming a Daddy for the First Time, the Black Hand Song Rin

"you know?"

The later maid nodded and confirmed again and again: "The herbicides commonly used in my family have this smell, and the color matches. Don't you believe me?"

"Kind of like... pee?"

"Well. The chemical name is too long, and I can't remember it, but there is a name you must have heard."

"what?"

"Paraquat."

This is a fast-killing herbicide with contact and certain systemic effects.After taking a small amount, people may not have much reaction at the time, but as time goes by, the lung function will gradually be damaged, fibrosis, and there is no specific antidote. Wait for death.

Don't look at such a small one, it is more than enough to kill people, let alone kill a cat?

"Why did this kind of thing appear at home? The two old gardeners usually clean up the weeds by hand, and I haven't heard of any medicines used. Why..."

"If it is really used for weeding, it should be bottled or canned. The quantity is large and the use time is long. The one you have is more like... the packaging for injections."

The quantity is small, disposable, and it is packed in a transparent glass tube. At first glance, it is taller than the paraquat used by ordinary farmers.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I suspect that the tube of paraquat in your hand is purified, and it is more toxic than ordinary agricultural paraquat! Moreover, it is extremely rare. If there is no certain way, it is difficult to obtain. Who would be so boring and go to such lengths to kill Angel? ?”

"Xiaoqun, you know a lot. I'm confused..."

"Did you forget that I majored in agronomy in college? Generally, I know something about pesticides, although not that comprehensively."

"That's amazing. I'm very worried now. You have the most ideas. Please help me find a way to explain the matter! Please——"

The maid pondered for a moment, "There is no way to hide it, the wife will find out sooner or later."

Xiaoya was sweating coldly in anxiety: "Then will I be fired? No, I still have a younger brother who is going to college, so I can't lose this job."

"Don't panic! Listen to me. Since you can't hide it, just tell your wife that Angel is dead. As for the reason... you put it this way..."

At eight o'clock in the morning that day, Fang Yaqin came down from upstairs, and before she reached the dining room, she was shocked by the bad news!
Almost cried out in front of the servant.

The cat was fine yesterday afternoon, how could it die overnight?

Fang Yaqin didn't believe it, and when she came to her senses, she suppressed her sadness and asked the reason.

The housekeeper only said that the cat ate the dirty things in the trash can.

"what?"

"Looks like a moldy cake."

"like?"

The butler wiped his sweat with his hand, "Sorry ma'am, I'm not the first to discover Angel."

"Who is that?"

"Two maids."

"What about them?"

"I'll call right away..."

Fang Yaqin immediately questioned the two of them, and she spoke conclusively and without doubt.

Finally, she offered: "Where's the cat? Let me take a look."

"Ma'am, Angel has been buried in the ground."

For this reason, Fang Yaqin was sad for a long time.

Except for the two maids, no one knows how the cat died anymore.

It took Song Qian a week to find out that the cat in the house was gone. He heard that he had eaten a bad stomach, and he was already out of breath when he was discovered, so he didn't ask for details.

After all, a bunch of things in the company are already annoying enough, so why bother with a cool pet cat?
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Song Qian finished processing the backlog of documents.

The secretary knocked on the door and came in: "President Song, it's time to pick up the young master."

Song Gan paused, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and couldn't help frowning, "Didn't you say school ends at five o'clock?"

Secretary: "It takes half an hour for you to go to the kindergarten now. Usually, the school gate will be surrounded by parents 10 minutes before school ends. If you arrive half an hour earlier, you can just occupy a relatively front seat."

"What's the point?"

It doesn't matter whether they are front or back, as long as they can receive the children, who cares how they stand?
Considering some unknown reason, the secretary patiently explained: "Usually children hope that their parents will be the first to pick them up, um... You can take this mentality as showing off or comparing."

The corner of Song Gan's mouth twitched.

What's the comparison?In his opinion, there is only a few minutes difference between sooner and later, so what?

The secretary smiled and said, "Anyway, my kid strongly urges his dad to be in the top three."

"What if you don't finish in the top three?"

"The little one will be angry."

Uh……

"What kind of angry method?"

The secretary thought for a while, "Cry."

Song Qian: "..."

In fact, it's not because he's not familiar with the business, it's because he hasn't been a father for a long time, roughly two or three weeks.

A month ago, he didn't even know he had a five-year-old son.

Therefore, you have to learn everything from scratch. At present, being a father is more tiring than being a president.

As the president, you are facing a company.

When you are a father, you have to face a furry child who is too bear.

Tired of heart!

"Let's go." Song Qian put on his coat and strode out of the office.

The secretary followed closely behind.

At 04:30, outside the iron gate of Xingxing Kindergarten, many parents were already standing. Looking around, there was a vast expanse of darkness.

Before the evening rush hour, the road is not too congested, and Songkran arrives earlier than expected, so Dama Jindao occupies the middle position in the front row.

The secretary didn't follow, and stayed in the car to prevent the traffic police from posting the ticket.

Therefore, Song Qian was at a loss alone.

He didn't even dare to turn his head. Apart from the dense crowd of human faces, he couldn't see anything else.

Raise your wrist for the Nth time to look at your watch, shit!

25 minutes to go...

He tugged on his tie a little irritably, and then loosened the first two collar buttons, with an unrestrained and chic movement.

For most parents, Song Qian is the face of Zhang Sheng.

This man was dressed in a suit, tall and straight, and his watch was also a six-figure brand-name product. He exuded a sense of luxury from the inside to the outside. Standing in the crowd, he seemed to stand out from the crowd, which was really too outstanding.

"Hey, young man, are you also here to pick up the baby?" The old man in a white sweater, splints and slippers asked with a smile, waving a big cattail fan.

Song Qian couldn't react for a while: "...are you talking to me?"

"Of course!"

"Yes, I'll pick up the baby."

"I can't see that you still have this kind of heart. It's really rare. These days, there are not many fathers who do it themselves like you. Like my son-in-law, he runs business all day, or he is on a business trip. He is so busy that he doesn't touch the ground. Time to pick up the kids."

Song Gan paused, thoughtfully: "What about the child's mother?"

"Hi! It's all the same. I'm busy making money! The child spends more time with grandma and grandpa 360 days a year than his parents. Even the parent-teacher meeting is held by me and the old lady in turn."

Song Qian suddenly became interested, and most of his impetuosity faded away: "Is that child kissing his parents?"

The old man waved his hand and shook his head again: "What are you kissing? Last time his father left for half a year, and when he came back, the child no longer recognized him, so he called him uncle! But my son-in-law was so angry. Since then, he Also try not to go on business trips, at least meet the children once a day."

Song Qian nodded: "What children need most is company."

"So I said boy, you are very good! Take time to pick up the child. However, I don't seem to have seen you before, is it just the beginning?"

"Ah."

"That's right. It may be a bit difficult to wait at first, especially in this hot weather, it is the most exhausting! But after a period of time, it will be fine to get used to it slowly."

For 25 minutes, the old man was basically talking eloquently and eloquently. Song Qian played the role of the audience most of the time, and gained a lot of experience and benefited a lot.

At five o'clock, school is over on time.

Wei Xiaole stood listlessly in the line, and the female classmate next to him held his little hand, but he also avoided it in disgust.

Female classmate: Humph!Who is not a little public opinion?
Wei Xiaole pursed her lips. Girls are the most annoying, except for Mama...

Well!
He started thinking about his mother again...

Teacher: "Everyone line up, and the door will open in one minute. Let's use your eyes to find out where your parents are, okay?"

"Okay~" the small milky voices of Qi Shushu.

Wei Xiaole raised his eyes inadvertently, and saw a familiar figure.

In fact, I'm not too familiar with him, I just became his father for a few weeks, that's all.

Song Qian also saw Xiong Zi.

Wei Xiaole's facial features resemble his, but his skin is as white as his mother's, and it seems to reflect light in the sun. He is tall, with awkwardly long legs, and is very delicate.

The four eyes are facing each other, one big and one small.

Song Qian took the lead in cracking a smile, showing a sunny side as much as possible.

Wei Xiaole hooked the corners of his mouth, actually twitching slightly——

The man smiled so ugly that he was so angry.

Song Qian rejected by his son: [I smile ignorantly]
The door opened, and the little Doudings rushed to the arms of their parents one by one. Not to mention, this scene was quite spectacular.

Song Qian received his son and led him towards Che Ting.

Wei Xiaole shook off him, pouted with dissatisfaction on his face: "Where's my mother?"

Song Qian's complexion suddenly sank: "Before you speak, don't you know how to address him?"

Wei Xiaole pursed his lips and hummed lightly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Without address, how do you know who you are asking?"

"I'm asking you."

Song Qian: "Who am I?"

The little guy then muffledly called out "Dad".

Song Qian was satisfied, "Continue talking."

Wei Xiaole frowned: "Are you annoyed? You're such a grown-up, more childish than my tablemate!"

"You are at the same table?"

"A chubby girl who likes to be pretty and wears pink and says she's Sleeping Beauty."

Song Qian: "..." My son's vocabulary is really big, and his logic is so clear, haha.

"Okay, then I will continue to say," the little guy took a deep breath, with a bit of courage to endure humiliation, "Dad, where is my mother?"

"She went to Jingping and hasn't come back yet."

"When are you coming back?"

"do not know."

Wei Xiaole pursed her lips and was silent for a moment, "Then when she comes back, I won't have to follow you, right?"

"Wrong! You are my son, and the custody is in my hands."

"But I want to follow my mother..."

Song Qian's face condensed down: "No way."

"Bad guy! I don't want to follow you!"

"That's not a choice, she gave up on her own."

"You lied! My mother wouldn't abandon me, it must be you—"

"how do I?"

"You, you snatched me here!"

Song Qian's complexion became even uglier.

Seeing this, the female secretary in the car quickly opened the door and came down with a warm smile on her face, "Master, are you having fun at school today? Your father said he would take you to McDonald's."

Wei Xiaole blinked, looked up at Song Qian, and asked if it was true?

Song Qian picked him up, put him in the back seat, and followed suit, "If you don't make trouble."

"Oh, then I'll stop making trouble." She sat down obediently.

It's useless to make trouble anyway, Ma Ma is still in Jingping and hasn't come back...Of course eating McDonald's is more important, hehe!
Song Qian: "..." Why is my son so lifeless?

How did that damn woman teach it?

After eating McDonald's, Wei Xiaole patted his belly, satisfied~
Song Qian held his son with one hand, and picked up the phone with the other, "Hello, who is it?"

"President Song, I'm Chu Yujiang, do you have time to meet?"

"Chu... meets Jiang?"

"You may not know me, but you should be familiar with Sixth Master Quan, right?"

Song Qian suddenly became cautious, "What's the order of Master Liu?"

Although MT Finance does not have close contacts with Quan Hanting's Phaeton like Mingda Group and Valin Electronics, but in Ningcheng, it is necessary to deal with it, and the status of Phaeton and the strength of the person in power make everyone fearful. , I have to give some face.

Before Song Yuanshan abdicated, he had been in contact with Huiteng. Song Qian had relatively little contact with him, so he didn't catch the name "Chu Yujiang" immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Fang mentioned "Sixth Master Quan", no matter how dull and ignorant he was, he understood instantly.

Chu Yujiang: "I can't take orders, but I just have a few questions I want to ask."

"About... what aspect?"

"Song Rin." Chu Yujiang followed the meeting address in the newspaper.

"...Okay, I'll be right over."

After finishing the call, Song Qian put away the phone, "Tian Hui, send Xiaole back."

The small hands that grabbed his two fingers tightened suddenly, "Where are you going?" There was obvious tension in the dark eyes.

Song Qian squatted down: "Good boy, Dad has something to deal with."

"So you left me here?!" The little guy's eyes widened in disbelief.

Sometimes Song Qian couldn't understand how a five-year-old kid could conjure up so many expressions?
Wronged, decadent, angry, unhappy...

Switch anytime without stress.

"Didn't I ask Tian Hui to take you home? Why did I leave you here?"

"... Mama is right, you are just an irresponsible bastard."

puff--

Secretary Tian couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Song Qian glanced at her coldly.

Tian Hui hold back!

"You take care of the child and send it home safely to the nanny."

"Understood, President Song."

Heart: Hahahaha...

Song Qian took a taxi and left, leaving the car to the secretary to take son Xiong home.

Wei Xiaole stood on the steps in front of McDonald's, his big eyes were watery, as if he could cry in a second.

Tian Hui quickly took his little hand, "Xiaole, be good, Auntie will take you home. Your father will be back after finishing your homework."

"Auntie, there is no homework in kindergarten."

"Uh……"

"Auntie will play with you for a while? Wait for your father to come back?"

"No, I can play by myself. You are an aunt, and there is a generation gap with children."

"..." Auntie suffered a critical hit of [-] points.

"Auntie, do you think my dad is an idiot?"

"This..." Tian Hui's forehead was sweating, "It's hard to say." After all, he is his immediate boss, and if he spreads bad words, he will die!
Wei Xiaole: "Just now I clearly heard you laugh."

"..."

"Oh, you adults are all liars! You only know how to coax children, it's so immoral."

"..." There is nothing to say.

"Come on, don't you want to take me home?"

"Oh!"

"Auntie, why don't you buy me another cone? There's a dessert station next to it. It's very close, so you don't have to walk at all, okay? Okay?"

"Okay, okay." The old aunt couldn't resist being coquettish for a creature like a hairy child!

……

Municipal Public Security Bureau, Criminal Police Brigade.

trial room.

"...Li Wenjin, let me ask again, is there someone behind the scenes?!" This time, it was a middle-aged policeman with a loud voice and sharp eyes. .

Unfortunately, the man opposite was indifferent.

Compared to when she was first arrested two days ago, Li Wenjin looked much haggard, with a pale face, unshaven beard, and bloodshot eyes that hadn't faded away.

He hasn't slept well for two days.

The police kept changing people for interrogation, and he couldn't get any rest at all.

"No..." As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was dry and hoarse, like a blown bellows, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, "I didn't instigate behind the scenes, I did it alone."

"why?"

"I want to take revenge on the Shen family."

Li Wenjin couldn't count how many times she answered the same question.

The middle-aged policeman got up and left.

"Excuse me... can I have a glass of water?"

"Hold on!"

Li Wenjin twitched the corners of his mouth, his lips turned white due to dryness, and with this action, a bloody mouth opened, and he stretched out his tongue to lick it off, and a stench of iron wafted from his mouth instantly.

The middle-aged policeman went to the outside room, his face showing his coldness: "It's a hard bone!"

"We have rotated more than a dozen people, do you want to continue?"

"continue."

"But will this..." The young policeman showed hesitation.

"Don't worry, the superiors have taken care of him. If you want to give him some trouble, just save his life. Even if something happens, there will be a tall man around, so it won't affect you and me."

The young policeman breathed a sigh of relief after receiving this assurance, "I understand."

After 10 minutes, another comrade returned home.

"Still not explaining?"

"Is it true that there is no behind-the-scenes instigation, and he did it all by himself?"

Everyone looked at each other.

If you want to talk hard, but this person's mouth is too hard.

True or false, they have been completely confused.

During the silence, the landline rang.

"Hey...well, you said...yes..." The middle-aged policeman's eyes suddenly turned sharp, "I understand."

call ended.

"Captain Sun, what's the matter?"

"Another order from above?"

"Who did this guy offend in the end? It's miserable enough. He can't even be convicted of homicide, and he's going to be tortured. He doesn't get respect at all..."

"You are still too young! How can a murderer pay attention to respect or disrespect? You deserve it!"

"Okay!" The middle-aged policeman, the man known as "Sun Brigade", scolded in a cold voice, "Is it over?! Shut up the fuck! Immediately call the second and third brigades, change clothes, and fuck the guy. "

"doing what?"

"Of course it's to catch the behind-the-scenes instigation! The little boy hides really deep..."

At eleven o'clock that night, the Second Criminal Police Team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau surrounded a certain night venue.

The owner of the nightclub thought he was here to check the venue, so he didn't dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly invited people in. Oh, hey, these are some unfamiliar faces. Could it be that he will end up with the rest of his life?
One step at a time, sweating, the boss didn't dare to do a little trick, all of them are armed police, armed with guns!
"Which private room is Song Lin in?"

"..."

"answer!"

Only then did the boss come to his senses, "Young Master Song? Are you here to arrest him?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and lead the way!"

"Yes, yes, this way please..." The boss heaved a sigh of relief, hehe~ It's fine if he didn't come to arrest him.

The moonlight private room in the lotus pond.

The loud music stopped abruptly when the police broke into the door.

A group of people were quickly subdued, and they crouched obediently in the corner with their heads in their hands.

After a quick investigation, "Report! Song Rin was not found!"

"No?! How is it possible?!"

"That..." The boss said weakly, "This private room has a back door, which leads directly to the street outside..."

"Chase!"

When Song Rin was besieged at the night market, she reacted quickly, escaped through the back door, and quickly disappeared into the night.

At this time, the Song family was also not peaceful.

The third criminal police team ambushed the surrounding area of ​​the villa tightly, leaving only the captain inside to negotiate with the Song family.

From the outside, it's as peaceful and peaceful as ever.

"Comrade policeman, what do you mean?!" Song Yuanshan said angrily.

After Sun Hao heard the words, he ignored them. After finishing the distribution of troops with a few gestures, he turned his head and looked at Song Yuanshan: "As you can see, the suspects will be arrested and brought to justice."

"Where are there any suspects here?!"

"Song Rin is your son, right?"

"Are you here to catch him?"

(End of this chapter)