At three o'clock in the afternoon on New Year's Eve, downstairs of the Daqing Northern Paper Base Corporation, a van painted with "Northern Express" stopped in front of the expectant crowd. With the connection between the Apennine Light and the Northeast Light, not only
It meets the needs of a large number of middle-income people to obtain original European products, and directly benefits related enterprises: the success of the transnational and cross-regional logistics lines that Wang Ai easily established is based on the existing rich logistics resources.
Even if it is New Year's Eve, Northern Express is still busy; even without Wang Ai's instructions, the business of related companies is still at the top of the list.
The employees who stayed behind happily took away their express delivery. The courier breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the two large boxes and the phone number above. This was the boss's personal instructions. He didn't know what it was.
"Tang Mudan, right? I'm from the Northern Express Company. I'm downstairs. Come pick up the express."
"Ah?" Tang Mudan, who was playing games online in the union office, raised his head blankly. Suddenly, the phone call last night flashed through his mind, and he stood up in a hurry: "I bought something downstairs."
The person opposite raised a pair of bright big eyes: "I just want to drink water. Come back quickly. I'll start as soon as I finish drinking."
"Qinglian is the best." Tang Mudan said with a smile, raised her legs and ran away.
When she got downstairs, Tang Mudan was dumbfounded. There were two half-meter cubic boxes. If they were all Scotch eggs, how long would it take to eat them? It was boring to say the least. Moreover, she couldn't lift them.
Fortunately, there were still employees who had not left. One of them asked curiously: "Peony, what is that?"
"I don't know the details of the New Year's goods sent from my hometown." Tang Mudan smiled brightly: "Do me a favor."
It would be much easier for several people to carry it together. They walked into the building, walked into the elevator, went up to the fifth floor and sent it to the door of the base general trade union. After saying a few polite words to others, they left. Tang Mudan gritted his teeth and bent down to pick one up, and entered with a squeak.
The house was placed on the desk with a thud, and then moved out again, and there was another thunk.
"Here comes the delicious food!" Tang Mudan clapped her hands and took a sneak peek, only to find that those big bright eyes were staring at her thoughtfully. She was so frightened that Tang Mudan decisively changed her gaze and mumbled to cut it.
Paper Knife: "Eat delicious food during the Chinese New Year, eat delicious food."
"What?" the man finally asked.
"It's delicious!" Tang Mudan put down the paper knife, held the two leaves of the cardboard box with both hands, and then turned her head to look into those big bright eyes: "It's Chinese New Year, I want to reward myself and let you eat for free.
, can you just eat?"
"Haha." He smiled with big bright eyes and nodded.
Tang Mudan breathed a sigh of relief when the cardboard box was opened. What she saw was not the two things she mentioned last night, but other London specialties. This is good, it is better than a box of meat and eggs, which makes people more appetizing. Doctor still
Will take care of things.
In fact, it was not Wang Ai who knew how to handle the matter, but Liu Dingxiang's reminder call again, which turned hundreds of eggs into dozens, plus other London specialties. Due to the nature of the Apennine Light, there is a very mature way to purchase similar specialties.
In terms of channels, the British don't celebrate the Spring Festival, so these things are lost in the daily logistics like a drop in the ocean, and a box can be picked up with just a swipe.
Watching Tang Mudan take out each item one by one, her big bright eyes smiled, until both boxes were emptied, and there was no room left on the entire desk.
"Are you from London?" Standing up with big bright eyes, he seemed to have completely forgotten that he said he missed scotch eggs and waffles, and just picked them up casually.
"Well, that was the first time I went abroad since I was a child."
"Hmm...is your salary enough?"
"Uh, uh, anyway, you just have to eat and that's it. Why do you care so much? Why don't I take action?"
Looking at Tang Mudan acting wildly, Xu Qinglian laughed and nodded: "Okay, I'll just eat. But why are you moving out? Aren't you going to take the dormitory later?"
"Oh, I forgot!" Tang Mudan slapped her head in annoyance: "Don't just talk, help me work."
"You said, I'm only responsible for eating." Xu Qinglian calmly took two things and sat down again: "Whatever you are looking for is your fault."
After Tang Mudan heard this, she didn't dare to say more. She pouted and put everything back in place. After they were transferred to the labor union, the dormitories no longer lived in the original factory area. As a key training center for cadres, the base was specially set up next to the labor union.
A small office serves as their dormitory, and additional radiators and air conditioning are installed.
Panting heavily, Tang Mudan finally sat down at the computer again. She glanced over and snickered. It turned out that the two items Xu Qinglian took happened to be Scotch eggs and waffles, which meant that she was just faking it.
The two played the game again, and while they were playing, Tang Mudan said in the game's public channel, "Why don't you send me a text message?"
The sound of the keyboard on the opposite side stopped for a moment, then started again as if it were endless. After a while, three words appeared on the public channel: "Don't worry."
"Eaters are short-tongued!" Tang Mudan probably lost her temper because she was still too tired just now.
The sound of the keyboard on the opposite side stopped again, and then Tang Mudan still didn't hear the sound of opening the drawer to take the mobile phone. After a while, Tang Mudan, who was angry, saw a sentence on the public channel: "Aren't I just eating? Don't I have you?
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Hearing that the words didn't sound right, Tang Mudan decided to let it go, but he still took out his cell phone in front of his face and deliberately made noise to send a text message: "She ate it, she knows it."
At this time, Wang Ai, who was visiting Zhang Jilong's house for New Year greetings with Shen Xiangfu, took the time to see the text message. He also estimated the time and took advantage of the heated conversation between Zhang Jilong and Shen Xiangfu to reply: "Okay, no rush."
After receiving the text message, Tang Mudan finally relaxed: You two are more tolerant than the other, so why should I be anxious? I can eat, drink and play every day! I can just hang out!
Just when Tang Mudan put down the phone and started to concentrate on playing the game, Xu Qinglian put down the waffles and looked at the screen in trance: Mudan is really enviable, she is careless and has no worries.
If it weren't for accompanying me, she would probably have fallen in love, right? It's a pity that she was rejected last year.
"What are you doing! I'm going to be beaten to death, please help." Tang Mudan suddenly shouted, waking up Xu Qinglian. She smiled and said loudly: "It's coming, it's coming, hold on, hold on!"
While playing enthusiastically, I was still thinking about the interesting normal person Tang Mudan, about living in London for a few years, about myself, an abnormal person, who needs the guidance, seduction, and infection of a normal person like Mudan, and about that not-so-normal person.
People who dare to come to see you, but can't let go of you.
Think of Beijing, think of Yingkou, think of Liaoyang, think of Milan.
