Out of professional habits, An Ling subconsciously looked at Li Kui in front of her.
Different from the white face and tender flesh that are popular nowadays, this is a very masculine face. Then she couldn't help but glance at the black-skinned thin dog standing next to Li Kui. He was very tall and strong, with very intelligent eyes.
‘Interesting combination.’ An Ling commented on the first meeting.
"This is my assistant Xu Zhao."
Li Kui introduced.
"Hello, Director An."
Xu Zhao greeted politely.
"Hello." An Ling smiled, glanced at Chen Yiru who was holding a small camera next to her, and also introduced: "This is my colleague Xiao Chen. Today's shooting will be completed by the two of us."
As she spoke, she took out the contract from her handbag.
"Let's sign the contract first, Mr. Li."
"Just call me Li Kui." Li Kui took the pen and read the contract at a glance, while saying: "There are some things I need to clarify with Director An in advance."
An Ling's expression changed and she immediately took out the recording pen:
"Please speak."
'Is this the beginning?'
So Li Kui had to change his words slightly: "Arrangement of relics is different from other things. Listening, companionship, and non-judgment are the three elements. I hope to stay as solemn as possible during the filming process."
"It's natural."
An Ling nodded lightly, and then asked curiously: "Who are we serving this time?"
"They are a couple. The male owner's surname is Zheng, Zheng Ronghua." Li Kui raised his head slightly and looked at the community opposite: "They want to sort out the belongings of their child who is under one year old."
"..."
Hearing this, An Ling and Chen Yiru couldn't help but look at each other.
After a while, she followed Li Kui's line of sight and said, "Do they live in that community?"
"Yes." Li Kui handed the signed contract to An Ling, and immediately told Xu Zhao: "It's almost the appointed time, take the guy with you, let's set off."
"Okay."
Xu Zhao quickly opened the trunk compartment, took out protective clothing and other tools, and the two of them changed into them on the spot.
"Do I need to wear protective clothing every time I organize relics?"
Seeing this, An Ling asked directly.
"Yes, but it's just our habit."
Li Kui closed the car, while Xiao Hei stayed in the car.
A few people walked towards the community, and he continued to answer: "Home is, after all, the last harbor in a person's heart, and due to the special nature of the profession, protective clothing is firstly meant to reflect professionalism, and secondly, not to leave any traces of oneself."
"That's it."
An Ling nodded thoughtfully: "Then Li Kui, please give us a set too."
"It's been prepared a long time ago. It's very convenient. All you need to do is put a set on your body." Xu Zhao, who was carrying the yellow and white storage box, poked his face out and said with a smile, "I'll give it to you before entering the house."
Chen Yiru, who had been listening, asked Li Kui curiously:
"Mr. Li, I would like to ask, do you make a lot of money in your line of work?"
"Not much, just making ends meet." Li Kui said with a smile: "If you enter this industry to make money, you will definitely be disappointed, and most businesses still rely on customer referrals."
Xu Zhao thought of the unbearable time of the past six months and said from the bottom of his heart:
"Yes, I had to rely on part-time jobs to support myself before."
"I'm running a taxi outside."
Li Kui immediately added.
"..."
Chen Yiru couldn't help but be a little stunned.
Is the work of sorting out relics so embarrassing?!
"But this job is different from before. After all, the client agreed to the shooting request." At this time, Li Kui turned to look at An Ling: "You can have a chat with them."
"okay, I get it."
While they were talking, several people took the elevator to the nineteenth floor.
Knock knock…
After a while, the door opened, revealing a tired and sad face.
The man had deep dark circles under his eyes, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his hair was greasy and messy. It was obvious that he had not slept well in some days.
"Zheng Ronghua, Mr. Zheng."
Li Kui asked.
"Yes, I am."
Zheng Ronghua looked Li Kui up and down, then glanced at the two men and one woman behind him: "Li Kui is sorting out Wuyou's belongings?"
"yes."
"Please come in."
The atmosphere in the room was very depressing, invisible yet real.
The curtains were drawn tightly, not letting in any sunlight. Sitting on the sofa was a young woman, who looked about twenty-six or seventeen years old. Her pupils were dull but revealed unspeakable sadness.
An Ling held the recorder in her hand and raised her eyes to look at the furnishings.
There are photos of a family of three hanging on the wall of the living room. The baby is white and tender, and they are all smiling happily. On the dining table, there is an open can of milk powder, next to it is the prepared milk powder; the trolley is placed alone at the door of the balcony.
Suddenly, my heart felt heavy.
"This is Director An from Binhai TV Station."
On the other side, Li Kuiyan briefly introduced the situation and then asked, "Can we start?"
Zheng Ronghua glanced at his wife and nodded slowly:
"The room is here, please follow me."
"Yiru, follow me, I'm here." At the same time, An Ling whispered, and Chen Yiru understood it, made a good gesture, and raised his feet to follow Li Kui and the others.
Zheng Ronghua came to a door with colorful stars on it, stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, and his voice was choked unconsciously when he spoke: "This is the room, come in."
The door slowly opened,
It was like opening the door to memory, and all kinds of memory fragments came to mind in an instant.
Zheng Ronghua had tears in his eyes.
"excuse me."
Li Kui checked his nose slightly and walked in.
This is a comfortable and brightly colored room. What comes into view is a crib, toys, stereos, and clothes of different colors. The most hanging on the wall are photos, a record of a baby's growth.
From the swaddle with closed eyes and wrinkled little face, to the bright smile holding a toy in hand.
His little paradise.
Li Kui looked away and asked, "Mr. Zheng, has your child been named?"
"His nickname is Guangguang, the light of the sun."
Zheng Ronghua stood at the door and did not come in. He just glanced inside the room and immediately turned his head away without looking again.
In the lens.
Li Kui and Xu Zhao stood side by side with solemn expressions.
"Little Guangguang, you left Daqin on February 13, 2021. Entrusted by your parents, Li Kui and Xu Zhao of Wuyou Company came to sort out your treasures."
Different from the past, this time the ceremony was not only solemn but also a bit playful.
Immediately afterwards.
Li Kui and Xu Zhao began to organize Guang Guang's relics in an orderly manner.
Zheng Ronghua’s organizing request is to help pack up all the things.
On the other hand, for Zheng Ronghua and his wife, everything about Guangguang is valuable and important, so Li Kui and his wife put everything in eye-catching yellow storage boxes.
Time passes little by little.
The full room began to feel empty, and boxes of storage boxes were piled up.
Wow...
The curtains were opened.
The warm sunshine finally came in after several months and sprinkled on the floor.
Zheng Ronghua covered his face with his hands and burst into tears.
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