Chapter 195 Threat
"What's wrong, Minglei? Are you in such a hurry to go out?" The person standing at the door was Wei Qiang. He almost bumped into Zhao Minglei, so he took two steps back, looked at him in surprise and asked.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Minglei did not answer the other party's question, but asked back with a sullen face. Wei Qiang came at the right time, as he was just about to ask him about the photo.
"I heard earlier that you were back, so I came to visit you. Minglei, are you okay? You look much better." Wei Qiang looked at Zhao Minglei, his eyes deliberately lingering on his lower body, and asked with a smile.
Zhao Minglei was furious. He and Wei Qiang had always been at odds. After all, both of them were the strongest competitors of the other. And now that he had made such a big fool of himself, he was notorious in the school. As a competitor, would Wei Qiang be so kind to come and visit him? If that was the case, why didn't he come when he was in the hospital? Why did he wait until he returned to school to come?
Therefore, Wei Qiang's visit definitely had no good cause, and most likely he came to laugh at him. But Zhao Minglei couldn't turn against Wei Qiang now, after all, he still had to ask Wei Qiang about the photo.
"What? You plan to talk to me here?" Without waiting for Zhao Minglei to speak, Wei Qiang pointed in the direction and asked with a smile.
"Come in and talk." Zhao Minglei forced a smile, opened the door and invited Wei Qiang in. Wei Qiang nodded and walked into Zhao Minglei's office. After entering the office, he looked around and said in surprise: "Your office is much better than mine, it's well done!"
"Not a good thing!" Zhao Minglei cursed in his heart. Everyone's office was the same. Wei Qiang's was right next to his own, and the desks and other things inside were also configured together. What difference could there be?
Zhao Minglei asked Wei Qiang to sit down and poured him a cup of tea. After taking a sip, Wei Qiang praised again, "This tea is good. It's much more fragrant than mine."
"Haha, it's just ordinary tea. If you like it, you can take some back later. I have some more here." Zhao Minglei said this while suppressing his anger and giving a few dry laughs.
"That's good. I won't be polite then. Thank you." Wei Qiang seemed to be unable to see Zhao Minglei's expression at all. He still nodded with a smile and took another sip of tea. Wei Qiang put down the teacup, took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed it to Zhao Minglei and asked: "Minglei, are you feeling better now? Can I smoke now?"
"Thank you for your concern. It's nothing." Zhao Minglei wanted to refuse the cigarette directly, or crush it in front of Wei Qiang, but then he thought, this is a free cigarette, who wouldn't smoke it? If he didn't smoke it, wouldn't it be a bargain for Wei Qiang? Smoke!
Zhao Minglei took the cigarette, lit it up and took a deep puff. Although Wei Qiang's cigarette was the same as his own, for some reason, this cigarette tasted better than his own.
"I came here today to see you. I should have gone to the hospital to see you the day after today. However, you know that the student union has too much work to do, and I couldn't leave for the time being. When I finished dealing with the things on hand, I didn't expect that you had been discharged from the hospital. I thought it would not be appropriate to go to your house, so I didn't come until you came back. Minglei, you won't blame me, right?" Wei Qiang asked with a smile.
"It's okay. Work and study are more important. Besides, I don't have a serious illness, so there's no need to come see a doctor." Zhao Minglei cursed in his heart, but said it calmly.
"It's not a serious illness. You didn't know that day, but you suddenly fainted on the stage. We were scared. After you entered the hospital, everyone was worried about your health. Fortunately, there is no big problem..." Wei Qiang looked concerned. Zhao Minglei really didn't want to hear about the situation at that time again, because every time Zhao Minglei mentioned this, he felt extremely uncomfortable, but in front of Wei Qiang, he had to act like he was moved.
"Have you been busy these days?" Zhao Minglei asked after Wei Qiang finished his chatter about "reviewing the past to learn new things".
"Busy. When you're not here, many things fall on me. I'm so busy that I can't even handle myself." Wei Qiang sighed and said in annoyance, "You know, you've always been in charge of the election, but now that you're sick, I have to take care of many things. I've been busy with this these days, and I finally finished it a few days ago. I'm relieved now. Minglei, you're sick at a bad time."
"You're taking advantage of me!" Zhao Minglei defined Wei Qiang, who was sighing, as a traitor. Wei Qiang's words sounded innocent, but they were actually stabbing him in the heart. Zhao Minglei had always been in charge of the additional election, and now Wei Qiang had taken the opportunity to take over the job. Didn't that mean that everything Zhao Minglei had done before was a favor to Wei Qiang?
Just when Zhao Minglei was about to ask about the specific arrangements for the newly elected personnel, Wei Qiang suddenly stopped talking about this matter and talked about the internal work adjustments of the Student Union committee. He told Zhao Minglei that due to the problems that had occurred before, a lot of Zhao Minglei's work had now been transferred to Wei Qiang, and the internal meeting of the Student Union had already been confirmed. Wei Qiang originally didn't want to take it, but with Zhao Minglei in trouble, many things could not be left unattended, so under the collective decision, Wei Qiang had to take on the heavy responsibility.
"Minglei, don't worry. We've all agreed on this. I'm just a temporary replacement. You'll still have to do a lot of work after you fully recover. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that the organization has also made adjustments to your current work content. This is mainly because of your physical condition and they're afraid you'll be too tired. What if something goes wrong when you're tired? Don't blame everyone. This is all for your own good. We care about you..."
Zhao Minglei 's face was gloomy, and his left hand was clenched tightly on his knee. He had only been in the hospital for a few days and went home to rest for a few days, but in the blink of an eye, his job was adjusted without telling him, and it was done without his permission before informing him.
What made Zhao Minglei even angrier was that Wei Qiang, who had benefited the most, still pretended to care about him and do good for him in front of him, which was actually like slapping him in the face with his hands.
Holding back his anger, Zhao Minglei asked Wei Qiang what the content of his work was. Wei Qiang told him immediately. After hearing what Wei Qiang said, Zhao Minglei became even angrier. As a member of the Student Union and a strong contender for the next president and vice president, he was now completely marginalized. All the important positions he had previously held were gone, and now all that was left to him were some odd jobs.
This was simply marginalizing Zhao Minglei and making him do office and logistics work. How could Zhao Minglei accept this result? Just when he couldn't help but express his opposition and was about to get up and talk to the president, Wei Qiang, who had been prepared, took out a killer weapon and stunned Zhao Minglei.
"This...this..." When Zhao Minglei saw the stack of photos Wei Qiang took out, all the photos showed his various ugly behaviors on the stage, including himself turning his head back to touch something, raising his hand to look at things in confusion, and his various expressions changing from confusion to astonishment, panic, anger, anxiety, etc. Each and every photo was recorded clearly like a movie.
In addition, there are several photos of himself fainted on the ground, some from a distance and some close up, especially the last one, a close-up of himself with his eyes closed and his face pale, which made Zhao Minglei so angry that his hands shook involuntarily.
"Minglei, your incident caused too much trouble before. If it happened within our student union, it would have been fine, but you know that many school leaders were there that day. After the incident, several leaders were very angry about the situation. Of course, they were not angry that you were sick, but they were angry that our student union did not consider it thoroughly in advance and had problems with its response measures for emergencies." When Zhao Minglei was extremely angry, Wei Qiang's calm voice came to his ears again.
"This incident has brought great pressure and influence to the student union. If it weren't for your health and your contributions, I'm afraid it would be difficult to resolve this matter. Until now, this incident still has an impact on the school, so we have made such adjustments. Please stay out of the spotlight in the near future to avoid criticism. This is also for your own good."
At this point, Wei Qiang pointed at the photos and said, "These are the photos taken at the scene that day. In order to avoid adverse effects on you and our student union, I deliberately kept all the photos. Don't worry, none of these photos will be leaked. They are all here. I came to you today to express my condolences to you on the one hand, and to talk to you about your current work arrangements on the other hand. In addition, I am here to hand these things over to you. As for how to deal with them, it is up to you..."
After saying that, Wei Qiang looked at Zhao Minglei with a smile, as if waiting for his answer.
Zhao Minglei's face was gloomy and uncertain, his eyes stayed on the photos, and Wei Qiang's words were still echoing in his ears.
Zhao Minglei was not a fool. He certainly understood the real intention of Wei Qiang's words. It seemed that Wei Qiang was doing this for his own good, but what was the reality? Wei Qiang took advantage of his hospitalization to fan the flames. He not only deprived him of most of his rights in the student union, but also threw all the unimportant but tedious duties to him, causing his prestige in the student union to plummet and he became a marginal member.
This meant that Zhao Minglei, who was originally the most popular candidate for the next term, completely lost the opportunity to compete for the positions of president and vice president. What was even more terrible was that Wei Qiang used these photos to threaten himself in order to ensure that Zhao Minglei would not get angry and ruin his plans.
Don't listen to Wei Qiang's nice words. If Wei Qiang really wanted to do good for Zhao Minglei, why did he print out these photos? And he kept saying that he would take care of all the photos, but where are the negatives? Where are the negatives?
Furthermore, even if there were negatives, Zhao Minglei would never imagine that Wei Qiang would not have a few left. Once Zhao Minglei did something against Wei Qiang, or did something to mess up Wei Qiang's good deeds, I'm afraid Wei Qiang would distribute these photos without hesitation, bringing up the past again and making Zhao Minglei a news figure once again.
