A post-apocalyptic boss aspires to dominate the entertainment industry

There were footsteps outside the door, and Qin Jue opened his eyes.

She glanced at the electronic clock, seven forty-five.

The footsteps are dragging, but not heavy, indicating that the weight is very light; the intervals between the sounds are not large, that is, the strides are small, and the height is short; the steps do not pause, and the target direction is clear...

It's Jiang Qiuyue.

Qin Jue stood up after instinctively judging the basic information about the person.

Since the police said they would pick him up, Jiang Qiuyue had most likely seen Qin Jingsheng's body in the funeral home.

Qin Jue actually felt a little uneasy and curious.

She wanted to know how Jiang Qiuyue would feel when facing her husband's death.

The door opened.

"……mom."

Qin Jue stood outside the bedroom, overcoming a subtle psychological state, before calling out.

The woman stood in the entrance hall and lowered her head to change her shoes. She then raised her head after hearing the words.

She is just over 1.60 meters tall, wearing professional attire and a woolen coat. Even though her face is plain and haggard, she can still see the charm of a mature woman.

Qin Jue was in a daze.

She hadn't seen her for too long.

"Ajue."

Jiang Qiuyue called Qin Jue's name, and her eyes, which were a little numb, became brighter.

"Yeah, I'm here."

Qin Jue was in a daze for a moment, then quickly regained his composure and stepped forward.

Jiang Qiuyue put on her slippers and went to touch her face, but she comforted her first:

"Don't be afraid, the evildoers will be caught by the police. Mom is here."

"Evil person?" Qin Jue didn't hide from her hand, but didn't react in any other way.

"Yes. Your dad was just confused. He answered the phone. There was a pyramid scheme over there. He told him there was a big money-making project, and he believed it."

Jiang Qiuyue's shoulders relaxed and she looked tired.

"Don't blame him for being stupid. He is just too family-oriented. Ever since the company had an accident, he has always felt sorry for us. If he wasn't anxious to make money, he wouldn't be so impulsive."

Ah, here it comes.

This familiar feeling of suffocation.

Qin Jue's anxiety disappeared, and she showed a faint smile: "Yes, I know."

"Mom has already asked, and the funeral parlor has made preparations for this." Jiang Qiuyue sighed, "Your dad... will not feel comfortable staying there, so he should be cremated as soon as possible."

"What about the funeral?" Qin Jue asked.

Jiang Qiuyue was trapped in her own thoughts, and was not surprised by Qin Jue's calm reaction.

However, she was like this before, providing the best materially, but never understanding what kind of life her children lived and what their temperaments were. They seem to be close, but in fact they are deeply separated.

"Let's make it simple."

Jiang Qiuyue's voice was as thin as a withered leaf, "I ran away from my hometown in Guizhou Province, and I haven't contacted him for so many years. He went south to start a business in his early years, and he and his relatives have been separated for several years. They all live their own lives, and there is no need to notify them. ”

"Um."

Qin Jue nodded.

She has known since she was a child that she has no relatives. During every New Year and festival, only her parents are around.

As for friends, Qin Jingsheng still had some friends when the company was still there. They were both sincere friends and fair-weather friends. After the bankruptcy, the latter naturally stopped looking for him. Due to his face, he couldn't pass the threshold of being supported by his wife, so he couldn't pass the threshold of being raised by his wife. Taking the initiative to alienate long-time friends.

Not to mention Jiang Qiuyue, who used to be a full-time housewife, but later became a workaholic outside in order to support the family. She had no time to chat with neighbors in the community or go shopping, and her social circle outside of work was pitifully narrow.

"Why don't you take a break and eat something first?"

Qin Jue rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go to the kitchen.

"You, why are you a man going to a woman's house?" Jiang Qiuyue showed a tired smile, stretched out her hand and carefully stretched Qin Jue's sleeves flat.

"That's enough. Just wait, mom will cook."

Qin Jue lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time before replying "Okay".

The following time passed quickly in depression. Jiang Qiuyue seemed to have become numb and calm after the extreme grief. After resting, she took Qin Jue to the funeral parlor, held a very small funeral, and witnessed Qin Jingsheng's body. It was sent to the cremation room and the ashes were put into a dark square box.

After the new policy was issued more than 20 years ago, all the deceased were cremated, and the urns were sealed in the local cemetery, arranged like a honeycomb. There were no tombs or tombstones that occupied a very large area. Only the nameplates on the square boxes were engraved. Include basic information such as the name and identity of the deceased.

Every small tomb with an urn is equipped with a miniature camera. Relatives of the deceased can see them at any time through a state-developed application. Even if they are far apart, they can talk to their deceased relatives through the screen when they miss them. .

It is said that the new policy met with strong resistance when it was first implemented. However, over the past few decades, it has effectively solved the problem of the space occupied by the tombs. At the same time, it has avoided traditional worship activities such as burning paper money, alleviated a certain degree of environmental pollution, and also given The convenience of online grave-sweeping for relatives and children who are out of town has many benefits in the long run.

Qin Jue knew in his heart that Jiang Qiuyue had become tired over the years.

She was bound by her own ideas and tolerated her decadent husband at home to an unlimited extent. The love and affection she once had had been gradually polished away by life. Now that he is dead, she doesn't feel much sadness, and even feels a faint sense of relief. feel.

Qin Jue analyzed Jiang Qiuyue's psychology, and slowly, the corners of her mouth sank slightly.

Why Jiang Qiuyue is like this is not because she thinks she has a son.

Her husband is gone, but her son is the backbone of her life, and it is her belief that supports her.

They returned home. Although Jiang Qiuyue was in poor condition and exhausted physically and mentally, she still went into the kitchen and cooked dinner for Qin Jue.

The dinner was completely vegetarian, with no meat or fishy food. Qin Jue's genetic optimization required a lot of energy, so he ate two or three bowls of rice. Jiang Qiuyue saw it in her eyes, with relief and joy in her eyes, as if she was recording a boy with her eyes. The process of growing into a strong man.

After dinner, Jiang Qiuyue did not let Qin Jue go into the kitchen to wash the dishes as usual. She had doted on her son since childhood. Qin Jue had never done any housework at home. She had never even served a plate before eating in the cafeteria in junior high school. He handed over the bowl and chopsticks, but he was not even good at serving rice.

In Jiang Qiuyue's view, these are women's tasks and duties. Her son will do big things in the future. How can a man mess with such trivial things? It would be a loss of face.

Qin Jue was like any spoiled son, leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, listening to the sound of his mother washing dishes in the kitchen.

Doorbell rang.

Qin Jue stood up and opened the door. The person who came was Officer Li, whom he had met once.

He very responsibly informed the families of the two deceased people about the entire accident. The call Qin Jingsheng received was indeed from a pyramid scheme. Unfortunately, he was deceived and fell off a cliff while driving because he was in a hurry. The police have been tracking this pyramid scheme. This organization is small in scale and has been established for a relatively short time. It will be captured in the next few days.

As for the Lure 37, it was verified that because the network hardware in the car had not been repaired for many years, the system had not been updated for a long time, and the version was older, the equipment was overloaded and self-destructed when the rescue alarm program was triggered. The responsibility should be borne by the car owner.

The police expressed their deep regret for what happened to the deceased. At the same time, because Qin Jue provided key clues for the investigation of the case, they also gave her additional credit points as rewards and commendations.

The truth is revealed and the dust has settled.

Officer Li finally said that when the MLM organization was caught, the family of the deceased would be notified in time. However, Jiang Qiuyue and Qin Jue's reaction was not enthusiastic. He also expected this, and could only comfort them to express their condolences and accept the change.

"Classmate Qin."

Before leaving, Officer Li glanced at her and silently mouthed: evidence of domestic violence.

Qin Jue was slightly startled and nodded.

This man may seem inhumane, but he really cares about serving the people and will not let any illegal criminal off the hook. He is a good policeman.

It just so happened that with this little episode, her next behavior became more logical. Even if she was discovered in the future, the cause and effect would make sense.

Qin Jue thought about every step: she returned to the room and dug out a cardboard box from a very remote corner. There was a palm-sized camera in the box, because it had only been used once, even though there was a thick layer of dust on the surface. , functions and stored content remain intact.

She wiped away the dust, connected it to the power source, and waited for the battery to be fully charged.

This was the prize she won at the National English Speech Contest for Middle School Students when she was in her third year of junior high school.

That day, Qin Jue secretly hid the camera behind the thick teaching aids stacked on the desk. He wanted to surprise Jiang Qiuyue, lead her to discover the camera, and then tell her that he had won the award and was the first place. Not long after she clicked on the video, Qin Jingsheng, who suddenly became drunk and crazy, broke open her bedroom door, dragged her out, dragged her into the study and beat her severely.

When he beat her, Jiang Qiuyue came back, but did nothing, just watched.

Qin Jue still remembers that look in his eyes.

At that time, she originally thought that her mother did not know that she was being abused. She was concerned about Jiang Qiuyue's hard work and felt sorry for her contribution to the family and herself, so she kept enduring it, even if it hurt to death, she would not wait until Jiang Qiuyue knocked on her door. Pretend to be reading relaxedly.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiuyue knew about it all along and just pretended not to see it.

At that time, she was standing by the study door, half of her face exposed through the gap. In pain, Qin Jue first blamed himself for letting his mother find out. He was worried, and then he felt endless grievances and wanted to cry for help.

Jiang Qiuyue met her pleading eyes, but shook her head and backed away.

Qin Jue knew from that moment that she was the only victim in the entire family.

And this victim also became a perpetrator of harm to others under such torture.

Jiang Qiuyue knew that Qin Jingsheng was using her children to unleash violence without telling her, but how could she take the initiative to hurt her husband's face? As long as the family was peaceful, harmonious and happy on the surface, and their life was tolerable, that was enough.

Qin Jingsheng had enough fighting and told Qin Jue to go back. She was limping with one leg, moving one step at a time, each step tearing at the lingering pain in her flesh, but she did not dare to slow down.

She returned to the room, and it took Jiang Qiuyue nearly ten minutes to pretend that she had just come back. Qin Jingsheng looked like a human being in front of her, always full of a man's frustration and guilt for his wife. The couple was better at acting than the other, and they were a perfect match.

Qin Jue sat on the bed. After a few minutes, Jiang Qiuyue knocked on the door gently, bringing with him a small medical kit and those medicines.

She carefully closed the bedroom door, wiped Qin Jue's wounds, and comforted her softly. From beginning to end, she never said a word against Qin Jingsheng.

"Son, don't blame your dad. He is under too much pressure. A man's career is very important. Your dad has faced a lot of pain that you don't know about. You have to be more considerate of him, okay?"

Fifteen-year-old Qin Jue pursed his lips tightly and looked at her for a long time before speaking.

"Mom, you saw him hit me." Her voice was trembling.

Jiang Qiuyue's hand that applied medicine to hers paused, and she coaxed her nicely: "Son, be good. Your dad is just in a bad mood. Boys should be strong. Which boy hasn't been beaten at home, right? Your dad He loves you very much, but he just can't let go of this face. He doesn't know how to talk to you or care about you. You have to understand him..."

Whatever my father does is right, he has difficulties and hidden secrets. He has sacrificed too much for this family. As a child, you must be considerate, understand, and respect him.

The same words came into her ears over and over again.

The light in Qin Jue's eyes dimmed little by little.

After Jiang Qiuyue applied the medicine to her, she gave her several unlabeled medicines and told her to take injections on time.

The camera placed behind the desk faithfully recorded all this, but Qin Jue had long forgotten about it at the time. When he noticed it again, the camera had automatically shut down due to lack of power.

Qin never wanted to recall that desperate experience, and he didn't want to see it again, so he put it in a cardboard box and kept it there for several years.

Now, she was going to use it again.