地震时怎样保护自己

Qin Zhiyou was tall and took big strides, making his way to the first floor in a hurry. The elevator opened, but it was empty. He pursed his lips as he realized something and bolted towards the main entrance.

But there were so many people coming in and out, and she wasn’t any one of them.

Qin Zhiyou immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Lu Weixi’s number, but the line was busy. He tried again, and the line was still busy.

Behind him, the secretary and others followed and asked, “Mr. Qin, what happened?”

Qin Zhiyou dialed repeatedly but she was still busy. He furrowed his brows and glanced at the perplexed crowd. After a long silence, he said, “Just continue with work.”

The moment Qin Zhiyou turned to leave, Lu Weixi drove out from a different parking lot of the mall. She wasn’t intentionally ignoring Qin Zhiyou’s calls, nor had she blocked him. She had been talking to Xue Feifei.

During the conversation, Xue Feifei seemed to have encountered some unfair treatment and needed to vent, so she proposed they meet for drinks later that evening.

Lu Weixi didn’t mind. After all, given the circumstances, even if she didn’t have any feelings for Qin Zhiyou anymore, she still somehow felt a bit annoyed. She picked up Xue Feifei, during which Qin Zhiyou called again. Upon seeing this, Xue Feifei helped to dismiss the call then turned off the phone – now it was completely peaceful.

After dinner, the two women first strolled around a bit before heading to STAR Bar, as they had initially planned.

Qin Zhiyou tried to call but the phone was shut off, causing him to furrow his brows in concern. He intended to ask his secretary to try contacting her but was interrupted by light laughter. “My, my, are you thinking about the lady host who just left?”

Qin Zhiyou looked up indifferently at the speaker, his auntie Qin Weijia. A woman of fifty who looked well-maintained. She had a plump face and a slight droop at the corners of her mouth giving her a somewhat bitter expression.

He placed his phone on the table and picked up his wine glass, spinning it as he laughed softly: “Liu Yiyi is nowhere near Zhizhi’s girls. In terms of playing with women, I have a lot to learn from Zhizhi.”

“What did you say?” Qin Weijia was enraged, standing up immediately.

“Weijia, why are you arguing with him? Surely it’s beneath you,” spoke his good uncle Qin Weijian. He sat at the head of the table, his stern expression was reminiscent of Jia Zheng, Jia Baoyu’s fake and serious father in ‘Dream of the Red Chamber’.

Today was the day that the television station conducted a special program. The three in charge of the Qin family were interviewed and then had dinner as usual. Qin Zhiyou reclined in his chair, his legs comfortably crossed. One hand held the wine glass spinning it gently, the other laid on the table, fingers tapping rhythmically. Occasionally, he’d check his phone, and upon seeing no new messages, he’d return to his thoughts, frowning.

The recent turmoil in their company was actually stirred by his uncle and aunt. Perhaps it had something to do with Qin Zhisu’s return. On the aunt’s side, Qin Zhizhi and Qin Zhimei also wanted a slice of the pie.

He even found out that Liu Yiyi might be backed by his aunt, but feared exposure, so even Zhizhi was not told. A spy who knew the ins and outs was much more useful than a clueless woman. Hence, he had aided her along the way.

His aunt and uncle were still arguing back and forth, and he had no interest to listen. As his patience was wearing thin, a call came in..