After Du Weiguo finished expressing his opinions, he said nothing and quietly continued to work with his head down.
He has already figured out the method and put forward specific suggestions. Whether it can be implemented depends on Hu Fei's strength. Du Weiguo knows very well that it will definitely be extremely difficult to implement this matter.
Damn it, since I'm suffering so hard, you can't even think about it.
Let’s all hurt each other!
However, although Du Weiguo proposed this plan with some thoughts of a water ghost, taking the initiative and luring the snake out of its hole is indeed the best way at the moment.
There is no way out of the solution, it is definitely faster and more effective than slowly approaching it and proceeding step by step.
And if Du Weiguo really wants to make substantial progress in intimacy with Mo Lan, then he really needs a change of environment, and he also really needs this kind of unexpected companion to stimulate their relationship and make rapid progress.
There is a saying that a strange environment is a breeding ground for having an affair.
Hahaha, this makes sense.
Anyway, Du Weiguo's goal today has been achieved. His meaning now is very clear. Anyway, if you don't solve this problem of external transfer, I will continue to work hard and not be productive.
Hu Fei was depressed, his face was dark the whole time, and he was in vain. Du Weiguo ignored him and ate heartily, making his belly full.
After they had had enough wine and food, Guo Hanhong was asked to drive him back to the courtyard first. No one else was treated like this.
On the way, Du Weiguo told Lao Guo that he would not go back to work at the institute until next Monday and that he needed to recuperate and at the same time continue to whet Moran's appetite. The reasons were very good and impeccable.
As for the matter of asking for leave from the company, it was naturally up to Hu Fei and Guo Hanhong to take care of it. He didn't worry about it. Hu Fei's face became even more ugly at this moment, as if the bottom of the pot was in the dark.
Du Weiguo originally wanted to ask Guo Hanhong for money, reimbursement of medical expenses or something to continue to disgust Hu Fei, but seeing the way his face was ashen and blood filling his pupils, he was about to faint from anger, so he thought about it and let it go. It's a small amount of money, so I don't mind.
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After Du Weiguo got out of the car, he waved casually and turned around to go back to the courtyard, looking very grand and without even a hint of humility.
Being able to have Director Hu and Guo Hanhong pick up and drop off people for meals and drinks in person is actually not too much to cover the entire Forty-Nine City.
Coincidentally, Xu Damao was just about to see Qin Jingru off at this moment, and when he got closer, he saw a small jeep parked at the entrance of the courtyard from a distance, and then witnessed Du Weiguo's arrogant performance throughout.
When Xu Damao saw Du Weiguo, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He was so frightened that his legs trembled and his crotch felt hot. He didn't even say hello to Qin Jingru, but turned around and ran away with an angry look.
As he ran, he thought: "No, I can't come back to the Siheyuan now. It's too scary. If this Lord of Hell doesn't leave, I won't come back even to death."
What's that look in Du Wanyiguo's eyes? Of course he saw them, but he didn't care at all. What rank is he in now?
In his eyes, scum like Xu Damao is really not even an ant. He can kill him with just a breath, without even taking any action himself.
As for Qin Jingru, good words can't persuade her to die, and she will die without mercy. Du Weiguo has already exhausted all his benevolence and righteousness towards her.
If she was stupid enough to go back and accept Xu Damao again, and another tragic end happened, she would just kneel down and knock her brains out, and Du Weiguo would not care about her anymore.
Qin Jingru naturally saw Du Weiguo, and she especially wanted to take a few steps to say a few words to him.
It's a pity that time has passed and she no longer has the courage she once had. Her feet seem to have taken root and are firmly nailed to the spot.
At noon on Sunday, after eating the big meat buns made by Bart's wife, Comrade Du Weiguo, who had rested for 10 days, had no choice but to leave the courtyard again and embark on the journey again.
At this time, Du Weiguo was still carrying a large flour bag in his right hand. Inside, his Tobat wife helped him steam steamed meat buns. What a guy! There were 200 of them, nearly 80 kilograms.
Today, it was still Director Guo Hanhong who drove over to pick him up. Such special treatment, allowing Du Weiguo to enjoy the peak of his life in advance, allowed Du Weiguo to enjoy the feeling of a big leader in advance.
On the way back to the apartment, Du Weiguo heard Guo Hanhong say that Fox Eyes was almost completely crazy now.
Zhou Laosan has been selling candied haws on a stick near Mao Mao Hutong for two days, and Zhu Shuangshuang also appeared near the steel rolling mill.
If Du Weiguo doesn't go back, Mo Lan may really go crazy and rush to the courtyard by himself. This bitch is a bit indifferent now!
After Du Weiguo heard this, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and drew a slightly cruel arc.
This girl with fox eyes is so smart about love!
Hey, the heat is almost there. Once we go on a business trip together and have the opportunity to be alone, thunder from the sky will surely stir up the fire from the earth, and a breakthrough in the relationship will be a matter of course!
Okay, sir, I won’t suffer any loss, so I’ll do whatever it takes.
Returning to the deserted, old and dilapidated single apartment again, Du Weiguo felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
As the old saying goes, it's difficult to go from luxury to simplicity. Compared with my own home, the gap is really big.
Du Weiguo sighed softly and had no choice but to light up the small coal stove, and then he had to reach out and return the cage to clean it briefly.
When we were in the courtyard, there was a hard-working Bart, so there was no need for him to do anything! Du Weiguo even fetched water and wiped the square table and desk. After all, he had mild obsessive-compulsive disorder.
It is said that the grandson's left hand has actually been completely healed. Even the scab has fallen off, leaving only a shallow scar. It is still wrapped with gauze just to hide it from others.
With the blessing of primary self-healing, Du Weiguo's 11 days are already equivalent to three months of recovery for others.
Primary self-healing sounds very simple and seems to be of little use, and the side effects are indeed very annoying, but it is a real super skill!
The two small coal stoves were turned up. After a while, the water boiled and the temperature in the room gradually increased.
Du Weiguo took off his coat, made a cup of tea, turned on the radio he had moved from Jiang Dongfang's house, lit a cigarette, and started to mess it up again as usual.
What was being broadcast on the radio at this time was Mr. Yuan Kuocheng's storytelling, Raging Fire King Kong. Du Weiguo had been listening to it in the courtyard recently.
Today we are talking about the story about Xiao Fei buying medicine. Du Weiguo listened with great interest. The only drawback was that he did not have a recliner. Du Weiguo did the next best thing and just finished his cigarette and lay down on the bed to listen.
Life like this is not too bad! Du Weiguo thought happily.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Du Weiguo, who was lying on the bed with his eyes squinted a second ago, suddenly jumped down from the bed like a cheetah.
The loaded pistol was in his hand instantly, and his vigilance instantly rose. He had no acquaintances in this apartment, so who could knock on the door?
Du Weiguo quietly walked to the living room and stood behind the wall beside the door, concentrating. At this time, the door was knocked again, and Du Weiguo asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
A very unfamiliar old voice sounded outside the door: "Sir, I am a coal exchanger. Do you need briquettes? My coal is very good, and the price is the same as the coal yard outside."
Huazha! Du Weiguo's heart suddenly trembled! This Mo Lan is indeed close to madness! He actually dared to let Zhou Laosan, the candied haws seller, come to his door so blatantly!
Does this old man come here every day? Isn’t she afraid that Zhou Laosan will show up?
Du Weiguo thought about it for a moment. His coal was piled in the corridor. There was still a lot of it, so he didn't open the door and said impatiently:
"don't want!"
The old voice outside the door sounded again: "Okay, sir."
The footsteps gradually faded away, and soon there was a knock on the door next door. It was obvious that Zhou Laosan was already a very qualified veteran actor, and he had performed enough roles.
Du Weiguo sat at the table, raised a nice curve at the corner of his mouth, lit a cigarette, and tapped the table with his fingers.
I was thinking secretly, now that Fox Eyes has confirmed the news that he is at home, will this Fox Eyes who has been driven crazy by me take the initiative to show up this evening? Or will he come directly to sacrifice himself in the evening?