The world we cannot enter is just that a few years later, we will walk with another person along the round-trip ticket in our memory. - At 12 o'clock in the morning, Su Mozheng went out as usual and came to work in Lanse.
The weather is getting colder and the sun is getting closer to late autumn. She has only worked for a short time and has not received her salary yet. She is very short of money. Before Jin Zun officially explains it to her, she will continue to stay in Lanse.
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In fact, she had thought about finding a decent job, but no matter how decent it was, her self-esteem would not be able to earn a living.
After changing into work clothes, Su Mozheng pulled the hem of her skirt and smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes.
Xiaonan pushed the door open and came in. She had already heard the cheerful voice outside the door, "Zheng, it's box number one again today! Wow, that's great, there are a lot of tips again." She waved, and Su Mozheng was confused.
I turned my ear and heard her say in my ear: "Zheng, if you take the red wine here and sell it, what's the market value?"
Su Mozheng scolded her when she heard this, "Xiaonan, don't do anything stupid! Don't tell me what Sister Liu will do if she finds out. Besides, you can't sell it for much money." Her brows furrowed in concern, looking at
Looking at the latter, he asked, "Is it your brother's problem again?"
"Zheng, it's not like you don't know how much medical expenses my brother will need. How can I still count on my unsatisfactory father?" Xiaonan was also a little discouraged, knowing that this would not work, but she had no choice.
"How far is it left?" she asked hesitantly. In fact, she couldn't even help herself.
"Forty thousand," the latter lowered his head dejectedly, "The doctor said he won't operate on my brother unless he gets the money. I'm the only brother, and I don't want anything to happen to him!" Xiao Nan said, her shoulders already numb.
Constantly stirring.
"..." Su Mozheng patted her shoulder and said helplessly: "Think of other ways. There will always be a way."
Box No. 1 was already filled with people. I don’t know where the big guests came from. The girls were called in one after another to greet them. Sister Liu also specially told them to be careful, saying that they were here today.
All of them are the masters from above.
She and Xiao Nan carried the trays in and only glanced briefly. The light in the box was too dim, and they could only vaguely see the figures surging on the sofa.
Good guys, they were all wearing green military uniforms, and there were a few people in casual clothes. They were holding wine glasses, and their sharp eyes swept across the men and women on the sofa. It was not a simple master.
Su Mozheng quickly lowered his head, thinking, no wonder this is the master from above, so they are all high-ranking officials?
She and Xiaonan put down the trays and stood aside obediently, treating themselves as transparent people. Sister Liu had given instructions before she came. They didn't ask them to pour wine or anything like that, so they shouldn't help. The people above were difficult to deal with.
Did you accidentally make someone angry?
What's strange is that all of the people in this group are in their twenties or seventies, and they all look really handsome and young. Young Master, given his military rank, he is a bit higher class.
The man in the middle wore his green military uniform wildly and uninhibitedly, with only one button buttoned at the navel. He was hugging a beautiful young lady and spoke lazily, "Say, Mr. Huo, why do you think of getting together with your brothers today?"
Are we together? I've been feeling so cowardly in this damn place, but you're lucky enough to have gone to the Army School. What's the matter, your old man arranged for you to go there?"
He threw a cigarette casually to the man leaning against him in the corner of the sofa, "Have a smoke, from Zhongnanhai, the old man has a conscience."
"I'm going to—" the man just finished speaking when he was kicked in the butt by his neighbor, "Zheng Er, you bastard, ask your father to throw this place away, Ren Shaoyan can be like you
What?"
Second Young Master Zheng was kicked so hard by his neighbor that he immediately fell to the side with a woman in his arms, almost falling on the young lady.
Suddenly he became angry and stepped on the coffee table in front of his neighbor, "Niu Si, can you, mother, please stop touching me!? This is a civilized society, a civilized society! How come there are such vulgar hooligans like you?
stick."
"Hey!" The neighbor laughed loudly at the words of Second Young Master Zheng. He pointed at Second Young Master Zheng's blushing face and said, "Look, look, look, his old man's tutoring has failed. This is all involved.
Now that we are a civilized society, why don’t you learn from your father and talk about the war of resistance?”
"Having said it all, your old man is still wise and has been exiled to this place for you. You just say, deserve it!"
"You fucking fart!" Er Shao Zheng was so angry that he almost rushed forward and grabbed his collar, "Niu Si, let me tell you, even my fucking farts are better than yours!"
"Hahahaha..." There was a burst of laughter.
Finally, someone couldn't bear it and shouted, "I told you two, just calm down and stop arguing when we meet. If you want to be disgusted, go somewhere else instead of disgusting us here. Right, Shaoyan?"
Finally, someone got involved with the real owner. The man who had just stopped the fight looked at the man sitting in the corner of the sofa and asked with a smile: "Shaoyan, I heard that grandpa is hospitalized. What's going on?"
This group of people all grew up in the same compound. Zheng Ershao is the second son of the Zheng family in Beijing. He was named Zheng Er because he did not need to discuss things with others. Niu Si is not named Niu, but is just the abbreviation of Niubi Si.
The two are natural enemies, and there is nothing anyone else can do about it.
The man who asked the question was the secretary-general of the Economic and Trade Department of City A. He also grew up in a compound at the beginning. He often came out to get together when he had nothing to do. He heard that the old man of the Huo family was hospitalized, so he was interested in Huo Shaoyan. This point appeared in the south.
, somewhat surprised.
"Well," the man sitting in the corner of the sofa was Huo Shaoyan. He nodded somewhat boredly, with a hint of sadness in his spring-like eyes.
"Then how come I heard that Mrs. Huo is planning a blind date?"
The latter's eyes flashed with cunning, forcing Huo Shaoyan to laugh out loud, "I say Secretary-General Jiang, you know everything, do you still need me to answer?"
He drained the glass of wine in one gulp and smiled bitterly, "This is my grandfather's wish, and he hopes that I can fulfill it."
"Wait a minute, are we looking for a wife for you?" Mr. Zheng pushed aside the woman beside him, stepped forward and asked.
"Well," Huo Shaoyan nodded in annoyance again. When he came out like this, everything was in chaos in Beijing, but he didn't care. How helpless would he be if he had to be forced to go on a blind date all day long?
"What about Liang Muchi?" Zheng Er asked stupidly, and received an elbow on his chest.
"Niu Si!" Er Shao Zheng roared angrily, completely ignoring the reminder from the person next to him to wink his eyes hard.
The only thing everyone thought was, isn't Zheng Er's brain really confused? He doesn't want to lift any pot? Can this woman Liang Muchi mention it casually?
"It's all over!" Without thinking, Huo Shaoyan just sighed, closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa behind him, "It's all over..."