[R18] Lianqing(NP) – “Lian Qing (NP)” Chapter 262 [English]

【Brother Line】Loyalty

He stood up immediately, his face was red from his face to his ears.

“Okay, okay, your wife just said that you are not a treacherous person, so you are going to do this to your Uncle Ai, and you are going to trade these people for the lives of your Ji family!”

——These people are part of their internal recommendations for the next conference. They are absolutely confidential. If they are leaked in advance and people find excuses, it will be a waste of five years and a seedling that was finally cultivated.

Just like Ji Tingqin, he prepared for five years before being nominated.

The more Ai Xianguo spoke, the louder he became. Ji Tingqin was still sitting there upright, and even Zheng Yin outside the door couldn’t listen anymore.

She opened the door and came in to support Ai Xianguo, patting him on the back.

“Lao Ai, please be patient. Ting Qin hasn’t said anything yet. Ting Qin, please speak quickly!”

Zheng Yin looked at Ji Tingqin worriedly as he spoke. Ji Tingqin then stood up and bowed to Ai Xianguo.

“Uncle Ai, to be honest, I did meet the chairman the day after Xiaoqing’s accident.”

Ai Xianguo is also a calm and composed person. He just couldn’t accept the sudden betrayal of Ji Tingqin, who had always been loyal. Now he has come around and looked at Ji Tingqin before sitting down again.

Zheng Yin was about to leave, but he shook his cane, still with anger on his face.

“Ayin, please stay, I want to see what he says!”

Zheng Yin nodded, then held Ai Xianguo’s arm and sat down.

When Ji Tingqin spoke, his thoughts returned to the day after Ji Qing’s accident.

*
After Zhang Jizong was out of danger, he went to Sun Hefeng to apply for an interview with the chairman that morning. Sun Hefeng called the hospital to ask about Zhang Jizong’s condition and walked around in circles several times. Finally, he glanced at Ji Tingqin, and picked up the phone to call his sister.

In the evening, Ji Tingqin went through various inspections and finally entered the innermost tea room.

The conversation was no different, it was nothing more than some inquiries and condolences, but after coming out, Sun Hefeng stopped Ji Tingqin again.

The two sat opposite each other on the sofa. Sun Hefeng gave Ji Tingqin a note, saying that it was a meeting gift, and asked him to go back and think about it.

And those names are written on that piece of paper.

After hearing this, Ai Xianguo realized that he had misunderstood Ji Tingqin, but at that time he could not think of anything else except that idea. Now it seems that Ji Tingqin’s intention was there.

To be honest, Ai Xianguo was not surprised. To put it bluntly, Zhang Jizong was nothing but a man with the surname Zhang. If he died, he would be nothing more than a loser. If he exchanged a loser for a general, there would be no better deal in the world.

Let’s talk about those names. Although giving Ji Tingqin now will destroy these people, and the conference will find out the reasons for these people in the future, they are still weighty and sincere. After all, Ji Tingqin is famous for his loyalty. How can he be shaken if he doesn’t come up with something?

But Ji Tingqin knew that if he agreed, he would be like Wu Yuan and never be free or escape.

Now he gives these names to Aixianguo as a sign of loyalty. There are still two years left. Although it is a bit impatient, he can still push out some more people.

After thinking about it, Ai Xianguo’s breath calmed down a bit. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, with a helpless tone in his tone.

“Ting Qin, tell Uncle Ai, how can Uncle Ai help you?”

Ji Tingqin was silent, and Ai Xianguo raised his hand to let Zheng Yin go out. Soon there were only two people left in the study, and the atmosphere instantly became quiet.

After a while, Ji Tingqin wrote two more names and handed them to Ai Xianguo with a very calm voice.

“Uncle Ai, these two people can be of great use. There is also the Jiang family’s youngest son. Although he is a little young, he can be refined slowly and he will definitely become something great in the future.”

Speaking of this, Ji Tingqin paused and looked into the distance.

“Also, after I retire, I will give this position to them. There must be something to calm their hearts. I remember that the second son of the Zhang family often comes to the Military Commission, and he is considered an acquaintance.”

Having said that, what else does Ai Xianguo not understand? Ji Tingqin has been preparing to retire since the last promise he made to Ji Qing. Ai Xianguo went from anger to persuasion and finally to the cold war, but he still couldn’t change Ji Tingqin’s mind.

He knows that Ji Tingqin is such a person, which is why he can get to where he is today.

“That’s all, you can go if you want, but do your best during this last period. Although Uncle Ai is old, he won’t watch you being bullied.”

Ji Tingqin’s eyes turned red, with a faint smile on his lips, and then he stood up and bowed deeply.

After he finished praying, he turned around and walked towards the door. When he held the door handle, Ai Xianguo suddenly stopped him.

“Ting Qin, is there no room for change?”

At this moment, Ai Xianguo’s voice didn’t sound like a superior, but more like an elder. Ji Tingqin turned back and his eyes fell on Ai Xianguo’s eyes.

“Uncle Ai, actually I have wavered before, because Xiaoqing is my only relative.”

“Later I thought about it, in fact, Xiaoqing is not the only relative of mine, Uncle Ai is also a relative of mine.”

Ai Xianguo’s eyes turned red as soon as these words came out. He turned around holding the crutches, his shoulders shook slightly, and finally he raised his hand slightly.

“Let’s go.”

Hearing this, Ji Tingqin bowed 90 degrees again, and then left without looking back.

*
It was already eight o’clock in the evening when he came out of Ai’s house. Ji Tingqin sat in the back seat of the car and looked out the window in silence.

“Xiao Meng, return to the Military Commission.”

Meng Jianqun nodded, and the car quickly drove towards the Military Commission Building.

After arriving, Meng Jianqun followed Ji Tingqin. From the elevator to the corridor, people kept nodding to Ji Tingqin.

——”Hello Ji Wei.”

Ji Tingqin nodded in response. After a while, he opened the door and entered the office. Meng Jianqun gently closed the door for him.

He sat behind his desk, as if nothing had happened, and his tone was the same as usual.

“Xiao Meng, come here.”

Meng Jianqun walked to his desk, bent slightly and bowed.

“Ji Wei, please tell me.”

“After I leave, you can work for Commissioner Zheng. I have already written a letter of recommendation. You can go over and familiarize yourself with the affairs there first.”

Meng Jianqun’s eyes were slightly moist, he bowed 90 degrees, and his voice trembled.

“Yes.”

Ji Tingqin nodded and frowned slightly.

“Go ahead.”

Meng Jianqun bowed again, then stood up and left, closing the door for Ji Tingqin.

Ji Tingqin looked at the name tag on the desk, and then his eyes fell on the drawer at hand. Finally, he took out a file bag from it, took out a few photos from another file bag and stuffed it in.

There is nothing unusual about the photo. It is a photo of Wu Ting visiting Fang Qinglin when he was hospitalized. Ji Tingqin asked the hospital and got the surveillance. The Fang family must have seen it at the beginning.

It’s just that this time Ji Tingqin asked someone to enlarge the picture, and he could vaguely see people’s expressions, including panic, confusion, and quarrels.

——There are not many people in the world who want to know the cause of Fang Qinglin’s death. There are only Zhang Jizong and the Fang family. Other than that, no one cares about the truth.

The Zhang family doesn’t care, the Ai family doesn’t care, and even he himself doesn’t care. As long as he sends the photos, the rest is the Fang family’s business.

Picking up the document bag, Ji Tingqin looked back at the office one last time, and then walked straight to the reception desk at the door.

“Send this to Chairman Fang’s house tomorrow.”

The secretary at the reception desk was a young female soldier. She smiled sincerely after taking the document bag.

“Yes, Jiwei.”

Ji Tingqin nodded, then turned and walked out the door. During the process, he had to walk through a long corridor, and everyone who passed by nodded in greeting.

“Hello Ji Wei.”

Ji Tingqin nodded in response. Ten minutes later, he’s tall figure finally disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After receiving a call from the reception desk that Ji Tingqin was leaving, Meng Jianqun went to drive, while Ji Tingqin stood downstairs and looked up at the Military Commission Building at night.

The lights are still bright here, and he still clearly remembers the day he put on his military uniform and walked in here.

The night wind made He’s eyes red. The car drove quietly and stopped behind He. Meng Jianqun also opened the car door and waited for He.

After a while, he turned around and got into the car. Meng Jianqun trotted to the front and got into the driver’s seat.

He stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and the car drove into the thick night without looking back. Ji Tingqin also left the place he had worked for for nearly twenty years.