At the same time, in the vvvip ward of Huarui Hospital, Xiao Xingyu’s mother was still pulling Zhang Moyan to complain about Xiao Xingyu.
Listening, agreeing, and asking appropriate questions, even a small refrigerator like Zhang Moyan possesses the basic qualities of a reporter. These qualities successfully made Ms. Meng more and more enthusiastic as she spoke.
From the time when Xiao Xingyu was weaned, he refused to drink a pacifier, and kept complaining until he now eats grapes without spitting out grape skins. He listened to everything so carefully that Zhang Moyan could write a book "Why is Mr. Xiao like this" right away after turning on the computer.<
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Suddenly, Zhang Moyan's cell phone rang, interrupting the harmonious atmosphere.
The caller ID read "Express Delivery". Zhang Moyan's mind was racing and he couldn't remember what he had bought, but he picked up the call anyway.
After a few words of communication, her brain finally cleared up, and it turned out that it was an ice cream cake she ordered.
Last weekend when she was cleaning at home, she found a birthday cake redemption card issued by the company last year. Seeing that it was about to expire in a few days, she chose a style and placed an order.
It seems that there was no note on the delivery time at that time, but I didn’t expect it to be delivered at this time.
The courier boy was a little anxious when he heard that Zhang Moyan was not at home: "This ice cream cake needs to be kept in the refrigerator. The dry ice in the package can only last for one hour at most. Can I leave it at your neighbor's house?"
"The tenants across the street have just moved out, and the house hasn't been rented out yet..." Zhang Moyan said apologetically. She lives in a building with two floors. The landlord of the house across the door is out of town, and the house is rented out all year round. "The neighbors upstairs and downstairs have bad tempers."
I probably won’t agree. Otherwise, can you return the cake to the ice cream shop first?”
The courier boy said no: "This ice cream shop is doing team building tonight. I saw them closing after I took the cake."
So unlucky.
Zhang Moyan thought about it again and discussed: "Your express company should have a refrigerator, or should I put it at your place first? If not... I'll give it to you!"
"Sister," the courier boy said in an awkward voice: "I still have a lot of items to deliver right now. I won't be able to return to the company in two or three hours. I'm not a cold chain delivery person. Let's be considerate to each other! You
Think of a way, I will put the things in your water meter cabinet in the corridor now, and you can quickly find a relative or friend to help you store it!"
The younger brother was a bit arbitrary, and Zhang Moyan really couldn't speak any more to trouble others, so he had no choice but to compromise: "Then... okay!"
After hanging up the phone, she called Jin Xueyang first. The phone beeped for a long time before the other end got through: "Jin Xueyang, are you free now?"
"I don't have time," Jin Xueyang answered decisively, and the background sound there was very noisy: "I'm busy! I haven't had a sip of water all afternoon, and I want to be hospitalized now!"
Zhang Moyan estimated that he was busy at some scene and said wisely: "Forget it, you can be busy."
Jin Xueyang kept her: "What's going on? Tell me!"
Zhang Moyan got excited again: "You still remember the password to my door, right? I want you to help me go back and get a courier..."
"Bye!" Jin Xueyang decisively ended the conversation.
Zhang Moyan was a little confused as she held the busy phone.
Who else can I look for besides Jin Xueyang?
She thought that the place where she lived was not far from the company. It would be fine if the new interns could run errands and bring them to the company to feed their colleagues. The interns currently had no specific work and could squeeze in half an hour of coming and going.
I'm just embarrassed to talk to the interns, I feel like I'm using their children as errands...
"Get the express delivery, right?" Zhang Moyan's brain was running at high speed. Meng Xiaoya pushed her gently: "Are you going to put something in the refrigerator?"
"Yes..." Zhang Moyan answered mechanically, showing a helpless look.
Meng Xiaoya smiled: "Don't worry, I'll let Xing Yu go!"
Zhang Moyan opened her eyes wide:?!
Meng Xiaoya picked up her cell phone and was about to dial, but Zhang Moyan was so frightened that she quickly stopped her: "How dare you! Auntie, I'll just find a colleague..."
Meng Xiaoya made a "stop talking" gesture, grabbed her cell phone and said to her seriously: "Why are you so honest? How can a girl tell a stranger that there is no one in her home or neighbors, and then let people in casually?
Your own house? This is very unsafe! Do you know which of the other parties is a good person? Be careful of attracting wolves into the house. Stop talking, I will go find Xingyu and run."
As she spoke, she dialed the number.
Zhang Moyan's inner os: But, your son... seems to be quite strange~
"What the hell? Get express delivery?!" In the vice dean's office, Xiao Xingyu answered his mother's call.
On the phone, Meng Xiaoya filtered out all potential uncooperative factors and ordered: "I will send you Miss Zhang's address and concierge password later. You can arrive within an hour and help her put the ice cream cake in the refrigerator."
, did you hear clearly?"
"Ice cream cake? One more hour?" Xiao Xingyu grabbed the phone and doubted life.
Ms. Meng's high-pitched voice brooked no disobedience: "Xiao Xingyu, I'm not asking you, I'm giving you instructions, just follow them!"
The next second she couldn't help but press the phone, without giving the other party a chance to refuse.
Zhang Moyan didn't have the slightest chance to refuse.
From the few words she heard, she could feel that Xiao Xingyu refused to do such a small thing that would lower his status. However, due to Ms. Meng's strength, he would most likely have to obey his mother's orders.
Now there are only two questions in her mind:
1.Did she offend Xiao Xingyu?
2. Is the interview in "Xinhuo" even more useless?
"Come on," Meng Xiaoya thoughtfully turned the phone with the WeChat chat box open and handed it to Zhang Moyan: "Enter your address and door password."
Zhang Moyan felt something was wrong, so she wanted to refuse again: "This is too troublesome..."
"What's the trouble?" Meng Xiaoya smiled lovingly: "Can you save us from Xingyu's trouble? It's just a little effort, and he has nothing to do anyway!"
This is really more troublesome than her saving Xiao Xingyu.
When Meng Xiaoya saw that she didn't extend her hand, she handed the phone to her again: "Can't you believe it? You are our savior. Even if anyone in this world can plot evil against you, we will not."
"I didn't mean that." Zhang Moyan quickly dismissed Ms. Meng's concerns.
Not to mention that she has evil intentions, what is there in her little room that a person with more than 200 million people can plot against?
"Okay." Zhang Moyan couldn't think of any reason for rejection in a short period of time. If she didn't appreciate it, it would seem that she was judging a gentleman with a villain's heart.
"Thank you, Auntie." Zhang Moyan took Meng Xiaoya's phone unnaturally.
In the dialog box signed "Chen Shi Bao", she entered her community name and house number - Room 301, No. 27, Yunshan Homestead, and then entered the 6-digit door password.
His right thumb hung on the "Send" button for a while. Zhang Moyan didn't have the courage to press it, and handed the phone back to Meng Xiaoya, like a primary school student handing in his homework: "Auntie, I've finished it."
In fact, it doesn't make any difference who "sends" it, but she just feels that sending it by herself is a bit like putting herself on the chopping block.
Meng Xiaoya took the phone, looked at it, nodded, and pressed "send" without hesitation.
Zhang Moyan couldn't tell what she felt the moment she pressed it. She could only say that she had never had such an experience before.
"Ding", a message popped up on Xiao Xingyu's mobile phone. When he clicked on it, an address and a string of passwords were clearly written on it.
Xiao Xingyu looked down at his phone, Geng Jun looked at him, and the latter suppressed his smile: "Okay, let me find someone to run for you!"
As he spoke, Geng Jun picked up the landline phone and dialed a key. Xiao Xingyu had already stood up: "You are still a doctor. How can I make my mother unhappy after she has just recovered from a serious illness? If the disease returns within five years, you will treat her."
?Okay, let’s go, don’t brag anymore, my savior’s little nest is still a little far away.”
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