Chapter 38

Wang Xing hurriedly got out of the car, circled around Song Shuang, and said, "The weight loss effect is so obvious? Which brand of weight loss tea did you drink?"

Song Shuang smiled勉强地: "Uncle Wang, don't joke around. If you have something to say, just say it."

Wang Xing said, "Liu Handong will report to Qing Shi High-Tech tomorrow. He is skilled at driving and has a good physique, making him more than qualified to be a special security guard. His starting salary will be around 8,000 yuan per month, and there won't be any issues with the five insurances and one fund."

Song Shuang nodded: "He saved Shu Fan, so the Xia family should be grateful to him. Was it An Xin who arranged this?"

Wang Xing smiled: "Yes, it was An Xin who arranged it. I just passed on the message. In any case, his job is settled."

Song Shuang said: "Then I can rest easy."

Wang Xing said: "Shuang'er, what's wrong with you? You look so haggard after a few days. If there's something bothering you, tell Uncle."

Song Shuang shook her head: "Really, nothing is wrong. It's just that the association's affairs have been busy."

How could such a basic lie deceive a private detective with a police background? Wang Xing knew that Song Shuang must have a secret, perhaps related to Liu Handong.

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The next day, Wang Xing drove to the Qing Shi High-Tech development zone in the northern suburbs of the city. Liu Handong was already waiting there. He didn't have a security card and didn't know anyone inside, so he had no choice but to wait outside the gate.

Wang Xing gestured for Liu Handong to get in the car, took out his gold-edged security card, and waved it in front of the contactless security system at the gate. The electric gate slowly opened, and the Audi drove in. The Qing Shi High-Tech campus was clean and beautiful, with large patches of green lawns and automatic sprinklers rotating 360 degrees. In the distance, the office buildings had a sci-fi look, showcasing the high-tech company's style.

The Audi parked downstairs. Wang Xing got out, rubbed his newly shaved bald head, straightened his new black suit, put on his sunglasses, and led Liu Handong through the automatic gate. Inside, there was a security checkpoint. When Wang Xing passed through, the alarm light went off. The uniformed security guard politely said, "Excuse me, please remove your weapon."

Wang Xing lifted his suit jacket, took out the ASP baton from his waist, and just as the security guard saw his gold-edged security card, he said, "Sorry, you are a security supervisor, so you can carry a weapon into the company."

"Thank you." Wang Xing put away the baton and walked briskly with Liu Handong through the spacious hall. The marble floor was spotless, and above the glass walls was a simulated vast starry sky. Next to the six high-speed elevators was a stainless steel sign indicating the office locations on each floor. The two were heading to the Human Resources Department on the tenth floor.

The CEO's office had already called. Liu Handong showed his ID to complete the onboarding procedures, signed the contract, had his photo taken for the security card, and the whole process took the entire morning. The company had many veterans like Liu Handong, most of whom worked as security guards or drivers. Liu Handong had an A2 driver's license and had served as a vehicle soldier, so he was naturally assigned to the fleet as a bus driver.

"Salary is 6,000 yuan per month, including the five insurances and one fund. You must wear a uniform, not be late or leave early, and not drink or smoke during work hours. The specific rules are all here; you can study them at home." The HR handed Liu Handong the security card and the rulebook, telling him to go to the General Affairs Department to collect his uniform. From today, he was officially on the job.

While handling these procedures, Wang Xing waited with his legs crossed, taking out his phone to take a few photos and send them to Song Shuang. He originally wanted to chat with An Xin, but she wasn't there, so he gave up.

"Liu Handong, work hard. You have a bright future." After the procedures were completed, Wang Xing came over to shake Liu Handong's hand and gave him some advice.

Liu Handong said, "By the way, what happened with the incident where I smashed someone's tiles and electric scooter?"

Wang Xing looked disdainful: "You still remember that? Of course, it was settled with money. Song Shuang paid, and I used my connections. Otherwise, do you think they would let you off easily?"

Liu Handong didn't say anything, thinking that Song Shuang wasn't actually that bad, but why did she have the traffic police check his tricycle?

"Alright, I'm leaving." Wang Xing left with a swagger.

The driver's uniform was a black suit with a white shirt, a black tie, black shoes, and a black cap with the Qing Shi High-Tech emblem. Liu Handong changed into the uniform in the locker room and went to the underground garage. The administrative department had assigned him a Baojun minibus with 21 seats, used to shuttle employees to and from work.

His colleagues were very friendly. Upon learning that Liu Handong was a veteran, they immediately started chatting with him, sharing their work experiences. Being a bus driver was relatively relaxed, with one trip in the morning and one in the evening, and mostly waiting on standby.

"Our company is a private enterprise, but it's very formal. All the necessary insurance is provided, and there's overtime pay. There are also benefits during holidays. By the way, how did you get this job? Who recommended you?" Colleague Su Qiang was curious about Liu Handong's background.

"A friend recommended me." Liu Handong vaguely answered.

At noon, they had a work meal. Liu Handong followed Su Qiang to the cafeteria, where the security guards, drivers, cleaners, and mechanics ate. The food was abundant, with four dishes and a soup in a stainless steel tray, and fruit for dessert. All it took was a swipe of the security card to enjoy the meal. Liu Handong ate his fill and remarked, "The company's benefits are really good."

Su Qiang said, "This is nothing. The engineers eat even better. Come, I'll show you." He then led Liu Handong to a building at the back. In front of the building was a small garden, and under the sun umbrellas, engineers in T-shirts and jeans were having lunch. Their meals were very different from those of the support staff, served in a buffet style with both Chinese and Western dishes. There were chefs making dumplings, frying eggs, and flipping Indian flatbreads. The drinks were more varied, including red and white wine, champagne, whiskey, sake, and old white liquor. There were at least ten types of mineral water, and the ice cream was Haagen-Dazs. Cigarettes and cigars were also provided without limit. Even more surprisingly, there were pets like cats, dogs, rabbits, and miniature pigs running around.

Liu Handong was amazed. Su Qiang proudly nudged his arm: "What do you think? The engineers have much better benefits, starting with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, but they need to be graduates from 211 or 985 universities."

There was nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon. Liu Handong played with his phone, sending WeChat messages to Ma Ling. After a few hours, it was finally time to go home. He stood up, stretched, and said, "Can I go now?"

Su Qiang said, "Go? You wish. It's only 5:30 PM. You can't leave until at least 10:00 PM."

Liu Handong was surprised: "Why do you work so late?"

Su Qiang said, "Otherwise, how could they have such good benefits? They get good food and can keep pets in the office. When they work overtime, we in the support staff have to stay late too, but you'll get your overtime pay, so don't worry."

Dinner was still in the cafeteria. At 9:30 PM, some people finally finished work. Liu Handong and his colleagues were responsible for shuttling the senior researchers. The seats on the bus were fixed, and after 15 people were seated, Su Qiang got into the driver's seat and started the car. Liu Handong asked why they didn't wait for the bus to be full.

"Those people work all night and don't go home. The company has dormitories for them," Su Qiang explained. He drove the first trip as a demonstration, explaining the stops along the way and dropping off the engineers at their neighborhood entrances before returning the car to the company and finishing his shift.

By the time they finished, it was midnight. The Baojun minibus drove into the Qing Shi High-Tech campus under the night sky. In the 18th-floor CEO's office, An Xin, dressed in a neat business suit, was having a video call with Xia Qingshi on a mini-PAD.

"He has been assigned to the support staff as a driver. If he performs well, we will give him a raise and a promotion. If not, we will still take care of him."

Xia Qingshi was very satisfied: "Good. Giving a man a fish is not as good as teaching him to fish. This is better than giving him a sum of money. Next week, I have a negotiation with a Wall Street investment bank and won't be back for a while. An Xin, you'll have to take care of things."

Looking at Xia Qingshi's thin face, An Xin felt a bit sad: "Qingshi, don't work too hard. Take care of yourself."

Downstairs, the Baojun minibus entered the garage. Liu Handong finally finished his day's work and could go home. He sent a message to Ma Ling: "I'm off work. Ma driver, come pick me up."

Ma Ling immediately replied: "You're the driver, and your whole family are drivers."

Liu Handong responded: "That's right, we're all drivers now."

"See you, buddy." Su Qiang rode his electric scooter and left. Liu Handong changed his clothes and was about to leave when someone rushed in, Deputy Director Sun Zhonghai from the General Affairs Department. He was drunk but still clear-headed, calling out for Su Qiang, but no one answered, making him jump around in a panic.

"Xiao Liu, you're still here. Come with me, there's an important matter." Sun Zhonghai suddenly saw Liu Handong and immediately dragged him outside without any explanation. A Volkswagen Magotan was parked at the entrance, still running.

"Quick, drive to the big roundabout in the south of the city." Sun Zhonghai urged.

Liu Handong quickly got into the car, fastened his seatbelt, and drove out of the campus. The roads were nearly empty at night, and the speed quickly reached 120 km/h. Sun Zhonghai still thought it was too slow and kept urging, "Faster, faster."

The phone rang, and Sun Zhonghai answered it hurriedly, speaking respectfully: "We're almost there. We're already in contact with the traffic police, but Captain Wang isn't answering his phone."

The person on the other end seemed very angry, and the voice in the phone grew louder. Sun Zhonghai kept wiping his sweat, explaining: "Mr. Xia, I just had a drink, and I'm not in the best condition, but I will do my best to resolve the matter."

After this call, Sun Zhonghai made several more, but no one answered. Finally, someone picked up, and Sun Zhonghai said, "Young Master Xia, it's Sun Zhonghai. I'll be there in five minutes. Don't get out of the car or talk to the police."

After the call, Sun Zhonghai let out a long breath, looked at Liu Handong, and said sincerely: "Xiao Liu, do me a favor. Young Master Xia had an accident after drinking. You can take the blame for him. It's just a minor traffic accident, and you won't go to jail. Remember, say you were the driver, and don't answer any other questions. Wait for the lawyer to arrive. Got it?"

Liu Handong was annoyed. His good impression of Qing Shi High-Tech plummeted. He coldly laughed: "I just started today, and you want me to take the blame? That's not right."

Sun Zhonghai said, "You don't understand. Many people would kill for such an opportunity. If you take the blame for Young Master Xia, you'll get a reward. At least this much!" He held up one finger, "100,000 yuan! Xiao Liu, you're a lucky one. Today, you hit the jackpot."

Liu Handong sneered but still drove Sun Zhonghai to the big roundabout in the south of the city. It was actually a crossroads on the fourth ring road. A crowd had gathered, and a Cayenne was parked on the road with its front end smashed. A severely deformed Jialing motorcycle was about 30 meters away, and there were bloodstains on the ground. Two bodies were lying on the ground, covered with raincoats. One was short, like a child, and a blood-stained small cloak and a woman's shoe were on the ground. Three police cars were parked nearby, and a large crowd had gathered.

The Magotan parked on the side, and Sun Zhonghai got out, whispering again: "Say you were the driver, and you were scared and ran away after the accident. Now you've come to turn yourself in. Remember, 100,000 yuan!"

Liu Handong ignored him and walked over. Three people, one man and two women, were in the Cayenne, with the doors and windows tightly closed, refusing to get out and showing the middle finger to the traffic police outside.

The onlookers said that the car had hit a motorcycle waiting at a red light. The driver of the motorcycle was seriously injured, and a mother and daughter on the back seat were killed on the spot. The child was only three years old.

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