At noon, the three of them ate something casually, and Yang Hongwei hurried back to the bureau.

The company has three spare houses, one conference room, and is quite small. It is adjacent to Jiang Xinran's office. There is also an equipment room. The place is quite small in the middle of the office area. An Xin shook her head. Obviously, neither of these two places are suitable.

After finally leaving the previous company, she likes to be purified.

"The rest is the warehouse. In the basement, there are windows and the place is not small, but..."

Jiang Xinran still knew Anxin. When she thought about it, she knew Anxin would definitely like it. Before Anxin could reply, she immediately arranged someone to clean up.

If you have a heart-to-heart relationship, it also applies to your best friend.

At night, when Anxin returned home and passed by the entrance of Dongfeng Lane, she saw An Guosheng’s fruit stall being smashed.

Anxin didn't feel nervous, but instead laughed. She guessed it was Jiang Xinran's masterpiece. But then she thought, this mess would have to end her best friend.

An Guosheng had already taken out his cell phone at this time and was about to call the police.

Seeing An Guosheng's attitude of not giving up, An Xin hurried over.

He reached out to stop An Guosheng, stared at An Guosheng without saying a word, and then confronted him coldly.

An Guosheng smiled and immediately guessed that this must be Jiang Xinran's Guijianchou Gang Anxin's lead.

"It's okay not to call the police. The money must be calculated clearly. Do you pay it or she pays it?"

An Xin smiled. Before An Guosheng could get it himself, he went to the vehicle next to him with a piece of paper: "You can calculate how much the loss you lose, I will compensate you."

It seemed that An Guosheng really didn't regard Anxin as his daughter. He picked up the electronic scale next to him and carefully calculated the losses. Banana, dragon fruit, mangosteen... and the broken wooden frame, fruit basket, and the display screen of the electronic scale had cracks. Although it did not affect the use, An Guosheng still calculated that it was fifty yuan to go in.

After calculation, there were 1,193-4 in total, and 1,194 in total.

"Next month, the five thousand dollars, 6,194, right?" An Guosheng took the notebook and looked like An Xin checked it.

Anxin didn't answer and said coldly: "Six thousand one hundred and ninety-four, I will definitely give it back to you next month."

"Don't say it nicely, write a note."

Anxin took the IOU handed over by An Guosheng, signed it with a wry smile, and his smile gradually became much stiffer.

When I got home, I stood at the door for a long time before entering the bedroom.

This is a habit of peace of mind. No matter what happens, she must let herself return to the bedroom with the fullest enthusiasm and face her "friends".

After eleven o'clock, I received a call with peace of mind.

It was Lin Peipei, Anxin's former colleague. The two had not been happy with each other. Because of their ability issues, Lin Peipei was always jealous of Anxin, so he did a lot of bad things behind his back.

Of course, I haven't succeeded much.

"Is there something wrong?" Anxin answered the phone.

Lin Peipei seemed very hesitant, his voice was a little crying, and he pressed him down and did not lose control: "Have you safe, can you help me?"

"You tell me what's wrong?"

Lin Peipei's friend died, suffered from depression and committed suicide.

Her name is Xiaomin, and she is a fellow villager with Lin Peipei. She was once a good friend. Five years ago, the two of them came to Tianfeng to work hard. Lin Peipei worked in design and eventually joined a foreign company and became a designer. Xiaomin has never found a suitable job, and has changed a lot of jobs over the years and has not saved much money.

At first, the two lived together, but later because of their trip to work, Lin Peipei moved away and rented an apartment near the company.

Although the two have been in contact over the years, Lin Peipei can feel that the distance between them is getting farther and farther away.

It was not until the day before yesterday that Lin Peipei suddenly received a call from Xiao Min’s mother and learned about Xiao Min’s suicide.

Xiao Min's hometown is a small, closed county in the north, called Qingyuan County, which is poor and backward, and has a strong traditional idea. According to local customs, when a person dies in another place, his parents cannot take the ashes of the body and the ashes, so outsiders have to do it.

But whether Xiaomin committed suicide or jumped from a high building that was more than ten floors, the person was gone. Xiaomin's parents dragged many people, but no one was willing to help.

I had no choice but to find Lin Peipei.

Lin Peipei, who learned about the incident, felt not sadness but fear first. As Xiao Min’s best friend, she came out together and could not refuse. But Lin Peipei always felt that Xiao Min’s death was related to her. If she had not moved out at the beginning, maybe Xiao Min would not have been like this.

She felt that Xiao Min was resentful, so she unconsciously thought of ghosts and gods, and her inner fear became heavier and heavier.

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Peipei called Anxin.

"I know you are working as a relic organizer, so please help me." Lin Peipei's almost begging tone was completely different from her once arrogant and domineering.

"It's not considered helping you. This is my job. Let's meet and talk tomorrow."

The two agreed to go to Xinxin Design Company tomorrow to meet and chat. After hanging up the phone, Anxin took out a suitcase from the shelf at the bedside.

Not big, an ordinary suitcase of sixty to thirty, contains various tools for organizing relics, such as shoe covers, masks, medical gloves, and some sticky notes, plastic packaging bags, markers, file bags, etc.

Relics sorting is a very meticulous job. It not only requires you to be careful and meticulous enough to find the deceased's state in those trivial relics, restore the original appearance of the room, but also requires you to try not to leave any trace of yourself.

I re-cluttered the tools and took disinfection water to disinfect all the tools.

There are various aromatherapy on one side of the suitcase, which is a safe habit. Before organizing the relics, she will understand the life and preferences of the deceased as much as possible, and "communicate" in the way she likes the deceased's favorite during her lifetime.

The next morning, Anxin got up very early as usual, prepared breakfast for her parents, packed her tricycle, and took her suitcase to Xinxin Design Company.

Over the years, Anxin's morning has been spent like this. She did not resist. According to An Guosheng, it is appropriate that they have raised Anxin for so many years and have paid their own responsibilities for this family.

Anxin does not object to this point.

Anxin did not go upstairs, but went directly to the basement next to the garage.

Many of the company's "colleagues" came by car. I met Anxin yesterday. Although I knew she was a friend of the boss, I could clearly feel that Anxin was different from others.

Today I saw Anxin dragging her suitcase into the company's basement, and several people started to mutter.

At nine o'clock, Jiang Xinran pushed the door and entered the basement and looked around: "Can you adapt? The conditions are indeed a bit bad, so I feel like I'm abused my best friend."

Anxin smiled and rolled her eyes: "It's not the first time you've abused me? But, thank you this time. I know you're helping me."

Jiang Xinran grinned: "Don't say such unnutritional words, I'm really grateful to me and help me make money. I'm pointing at you to help me make a lot of money. The executive creative director of a foreign company is amazing."

While talking, Jiang Xinran directly picked up the milk tea on Anxin's table and started drinking it.

"I've drunk it." An Xin sighed.

"I don't dislike you." Jiang Xinran rolled her eyes.

"I dislike you, okay?" An Xin frowned and looked at Jiang Xinran.

"That won't work, come on, I'll feed you."

“…”

At half past nine, Anxin looked at the watch: "I will have guests coming later, you can go back first."

"Ah?" Jiang Xinran was stunned: "You got the job so quickly? It's so efficient."

In normal times, Anxin is a very cold person, a bit unkind. Exceptions are in front of Jiang Xinran and Yang Hongwei, but they are different at work. Once they enter the state of work, Anxin will become very serious and serious, and will not make any mistakes in a meticulous manner as if they were set up.

Anxin is like this. She will not make mistakes, nor will she allow herself to make mistakes.

Knowing Anxin's character, Jiang Xinran immediately surrendered: "Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go."

At 9:40, Lin Peipei arrived.

"You are here?" Lin Peipei seemed a little nervous.

Anxin understands her mood very well. She was self-blame and guilty when her good friend passed away, and she was also very normal to respond to the environment.

"It's okay, we can change places."
Chapter completed!