Genius Club Chapter 70 Genius (1/2)
The leader of the finance team is also a veteran of MX Company. He has been following Zhao Yingjun since he started his business.
In fact, most of the vice presidents and middle-level cadres are veterans of the company. After all, MX Company is very young, and there are very few cases like Lin Xian who were promoted at lightning speed just a few months after joining the company.
"Ah, this is the matter..."
The leader of the finance team lowered his head and smiled:
"Actually, we don't know too much. When the company was founded, Mr. Zhao had a little secretary. She was a female college student who had just graduated. She was very capable, and Mr. Zhao liked and trusted her very much."
"But then I don't know what happened...Mr. Zhao suddenly fired this little secretary. At that time, Mr. Zhao was very angry, and we didn't dare to ask any more questions."
"Later, she changed the password door to the office. Only she knows the password. Until now, she has no plans to hire another secretary."
"We estimate privately that maybe that little girl did something to make Mr. Zhao feel chilled. Did she steal business secrets? Embezzle the company's money? Or did she do other things that leaked Mr. Zhao's privacy?"
"We don't know... Anyway, the result is as you can see. Mr. Zhao would rather have a messy, dusty office and clean it himself, rather than hire a secretary again. We also tried to persuade him, but it was of no use."
Ding--
The elevator door opened on the 17th floor, and Lin Xian realized that he had forgotten to press the elevator button.
After the finance team leader walked out of the ladder, he pressed the 20th floor and returned to his office.
He turned his pen and thought...
If you can find a way to become Zhao Yingjun's secretary, it must be a great way to carry out the investigation of the genius club safely and efficiently.
But at present, Zhao Yingjun extremely distrusts other people and has no plans to recruit a secretary.
“So, it’s come full circle and we’re back to where we started…”
"We still have to find a way to gradually gain Zhao Yingjun's trust."
…
Half an hour later.
Zhao Yingjun, the three vice presidents, and Lin Xian got into the Alpha commercial vehicle and arrived at the Donghai City Funeral Home.
Get off the bus.
"Um?"
Lin Xian looked at a group of young men and women dressed in trendy fashion at the entrance of the funeral home. Each of them was holding a book with a beautiful cover in their arms.
What kind of thing is this?
Funeral parlors, trendy young people, best-selling books, Xu Yun's memorial service... These are not combinations that can go together.
"What's going on over there?"
A vice president also noticed this strange sight.
To say that these young people came to attend the memorial service...but it didn't look like that at all.
You might say you are here to chase stars, but this is a funeral parlor, what kind of stars are there to chase?
unless……
Lin Xian thought of a possibility.
He walked over and got closer.
Now I can see it clearly.
These young people are holding the same book in their hands. The title is "Broken Bridge", which is a very famous mystery novel.
Lin Xian also read this book when he was in college. It was very exciting. I heard that it was later adapted into a movie by Hollywood, and it attracted big names.
Since these book fans are waiting here with great expectations...
No need to think about it, it must be the author of this book.
But in Lin Xian's impression, the author of this book seemed to be a very young boy. When Lin Xian read this novel, there was a slogan on the cover of the book "Genius Mystery Novelist of the Dragon Kingdom", but Lin Xian Xian didn't pay attention to the author's name, only the title of the book.
"Oh, these should be Ji Lin's book fans. They are probably waiting for Ji Lin here."
Another vice president said next to him.
"Ji Lin?"
It should be the name of the author of that book. Lin Xian turned to look at the vice president:
"Have you read the books he wrote?"
"I haven't read the book." The vice president smiled and continued:
"But Ji Lin is not just a best-selling author... You may not have paid attention to entertainment news during this period. The film of the same name adapted from his original novel "Broken Bridge" received multiple Oscar nominations."
"And he himself has also been nominated for the Oscar for Best Screenplay, and has a high probability of winning the award. Ji Lin's commercial value is still very high. He has good relationships with major Oscar directors and has a wide network of contacts."
"It's just that... he usually keeps a low profile and doesn't make public appearances very often. He even accepts various award ceremonies on his behalf by others and rarely participates in domestic activities."
"I really don't know why he came all the way to attend Xu Yun's memorial service this time. Logically speaking, they are from completely different circles."
…
I see.
Although Lin Xian was not a stranger to Professor Xu Yun, he actually knew very little about his past personal life, and had never heard him mention that he liked to read mystery novels or that he had a writer friend who had forgotten his life.
But since this well-known screenwriter and genius mystery novelist returned to China specifically to attend Xu Yun’s memorial service...
Presumably, the relationship between the two must be very good in private.
I don’t know what kind of relationship it is specifically, it could be relatives, teachers and students, etc.
"Follow Lin Xian, it's our turn."
Hearing Zhao Yingjun's urging, Lin Xian turned around and walked towards the funeral parlor.
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A group of five people came to the memorial hall, surrounded by wreaths. In the middle of the hall, there were gray photos of Xu Yun during his lifetime.
The man in the photo smiles brightly and is well-groomed.
Lin Xian didn't know when Xu Yun took this photo, but it was obviously quite old.
Not only did he look very young in the photo, but Lin Xian knew very well... Xu Yun taught him that he hadn't smiled so sincerely in many years.
He has always lived in criticism and denial.
After thirty years of hard work, Hedong became famous, but what greeted him was not flowers and applause, but a wreath in the mourning hall.
It's a pity.
"A bow!"
Lin Xian followed the vice president and Zhao Yingjun in front and lowered his head in deep condolences.
He watched the news in the morning.
The two murderers who killed Xu Yun are still being arrested and are actively soliciting clues from the society.
Not to mention arresting people, even the two cars have not been found so far, it is as if they disappeared out of thin air.
This surprised Lin Xian and shocked the capabilities of the Donghai police.
In a modern city like Donghai, there are cameras everywhere, but you can't even find two cars?
It's unbelievable.
"Two bows!"
Lin Xian glanced at Xu Yun, who was laughing heartily in the gray photo, and once again bent down, lowered his head and bowed.
For Xu Yun and Xu Yiyi, he actually felt very guilty in his heart.
Although everyone said that this was not his responsibility or his fault.
But he knew it in his heart.
Xu Yun's death is inseparable from his own rewriting of the future.
That dancing time-space butterfly... it flapped its wings and changed the world, rewritten the future, and also changed Xu Yun's destiny.
Lin Xian didn't know what he could do for Xu Yun or what help he could do.
Maybe the only thing he can do...
Just try to find out the murderer of Xu Yun and bring him to justice. Then pay more attention to Xu Yiyi to ensure that she can sleep in the hibernation cabin as promised.
That's all.
"Three bows!"
Lin Xian closed his eyes and bent down again...
But at this moment.
The group of fans of Ji Lin's books who were waiting quietly outside suddenly became chattering and excited!
Separated by a door.
Sad music was played in Xu Yun's mourning hall.
But outside the door, there was another cheering scene.
Lin Xian frowned and turned away.
I saw the electric door of a black business car open.
A young boy with slightly curly hair, unfocused eyes, fair skin, and lack of energy poked his head out.
He and Lin Xian looked at each other.
Half-open eyes...
Staring straight at Lin Xian.